Zhang Xiaolong coughed twice and said embarrassedly, "Old Chief, I'm not good at speaking. If you ask me to give a general idea of this book, I can speak freely and imaginatively, but if you ask me to explain it in detail, I can't do it."
"Then just tell me whatever you want." The old man didn't make it difficult. The guards generally didn't have a high level of education, so he didn't make it difficult for the child.
"Hey, thank you for your patience, old leader." Zhang Xiaolong scratched his head stupidly, then said, "I remember the protagonist's first stop in the book was traveling to the late 1950s. That was during the three-year famine.
Because he was like a tour guide, unless he could find ways to help people in that era, it would be impossible for him to get things from the modern era to help people back then. Therefore, at the beginning, he could only watch the famine and starvation spread across the land in panic.
So, he can earn star coins through live streaming. Although star coins cannot be used to purchase interstellar food, they can be used to purchase skills.
This is the legendary superpower. The protagonist's first skill is teleportation. It means moving from one place to another in an instant.
... His initial teleportation ability wasn't very high, and he could only teleport short distances. However, he was very clever. He teleported to the wilderness and used the system mall to buy and sell some wild plants, vegetables, herbs, and wild animals from Earth, earning a lot of star coins in exchange. He then used the star coins to improve his skills.
In this way, he can teleport far away in this world.
...In the end, he relied on teleporting to various countries around the world at that time and worked hard to collect food... "
“But he was only a high school student after all, and his foreign language skills were not good. He could only get a small amount of food, and most of the time he had to watch people starve to death in the famine.
...When the story ends, he returns to the modern era, and the first thing he does is to work hard to govern the country, and he learns Russian, English, French and Japanese.
Because the system told him that three months later, his second mission would be the Republic of China..."
"Republic of China!" The old man looked at Zhang Xiaolong.
Zhang Xiaolong nodded. "Yes, this time, his time travel begins in 1912. He is required to experience all the important events of that time and do his best to change some events and make up for some regrets, but he cannot change the final outcome."
"Did he make up for his regrets?"
Zhang Xiaolong hesitated, then shook his head. "The protagonist worked hard, but history isn't so easily changed. Countless variables exist. To avoid changing the final outcome, he died one hundred and eighty-nine times, experiencing betrayal, helplessness, frustration, and even passion, before finally making it from 1912 to October 1, 1949..."
"This is truly an ordinary person." When the old man heard that the protagonist had died one hundred and eighty-nine times, he seemed to recall something and his eyes became dazed.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yanzhi came out of his study and returned to the bedroom. There was no one in the room. He frowned and turned to go to Xiao Yu's study. The light inside was on and the door was open. It didn't look like he was typing.
When the kids were typing, they wanted to weld the door shut. Leaving it open like this is definitely not a working state.
Sure enough, when Zhou Yanzhi walked to the door, he saw the people inside, just like a miserly nouveau riche who had obtained billions of fortunes, greedily placing the pens, notebooks, etc. he had just acquired, where he could reach them while writing.
It can be seen that he really likes these things very much.
"Mr. Zhou!" Xiao Yu was immersed in fantasy, imagining which notebook was suitable for describing which story and which pen to use. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a person leaning against the door.
Elegant and refined, from aristocratic families, descended from royal families...
This moment has become concrete.
Zhou Yanzhi's facial features weren't particularly delicate, but he was undeniably handsome. Coupled with his innate elegance and nobility, he looked like a truly precious, revered heir to the throne.
And his height, if he is not 1.9 meters, he must be 1.88 meters, right?
How could someone like that be interested in him? A wild kid who had played in the mud since childhood, spent his teenage years practically in a stinking ditch, and spent his days foolishly catching fish and shrimp?
Sometimes Xiao Yu could even smell mud and grass on himself. He also disliked floral scents; any scent above a certain intensity would make him dizzy.
By the way, he is also allergic to pollen, especially in spring when the flowers in the roadside flower beds bloom, his skin becomes allergic and red spots appear.
"What are you thinking about? Don't you want to sleep?" Zhou Yanzhi walked to Xiao Yu's side without knowing when.
Xiao Yu was frightened and shivered, and then he was held in his arms.
"Sleep, sleep, I'll be right there." He definitely didn't use a verb.
Zhou Yanzhi's eyes swept across the place where Xiao Yu placed the notebooks, and his eyes swept over several notebooks that looked like classical parchment books. Judging from their positions, these notebooks should be the little friends' favorites.
Since you like it, I'll order this one next time.
"I have classes tomorrow, so tonight... we'll only do it twice."
Xiao Yu: ...Fuck, is this something worth discussing? Why tell him? He doesn't want to know, okay?
"Ah..." Xiao Yu let out a short cry of surprise, but he was actually picked up by someone.
Princess hug!
"Don't move, be careful not to fall." Zhou Yanzhi sensed the struggle in his arms and reminded softly.
Xiao Yu quickly stopped moving.
But in fact, she picked him up with one hand, because when she walked out of the study, she still had one hand free to turn off the light in the study.
At half past six in the morning, Zhou Yanzhi had just opened his eyes when the cell phone on the bedside table rang.
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