Genius club

"So handsome! Much better than the photos!"

"Teacher Ji Lin, can you sign your name for us?"

"Congratulations to you, Teacher Ji Lin! I like the work "Broken Bridge" very much!"

"Can I take a photo with you please?"

As soon as Ji Ling got off the car, the group of young people gathered around him.

But he didn't look sideways and walked towards the mourning hall.

Behind him, several funeral home staff quickly stopped the book fans to maintain order:

"Quiet, be quiet...please don't gather here."

"At the memorial service, please be more serious."

"Please respect the deceased and don't make noise here."

…

After Ji Lin walked into the corridor of the funeral home, the noise outside became much quieter.

He just stared at Lin Xian like this... holding his pockets, bowing his waist, raising his head, he walked toward Lin Xian expressionlessly.

Lin Xian also stared at him...

As fans of the book say, this is truly a beautiful boy.

Although Lin Xian also disliked such effeminate adjectives...but at this moment, he really couldn't find a second appropriate word to describe the boy with a handsome face who was walking slowly in front of him.

He is not too tall, about 1.75 meters tall, and is very thin. Because of his hunchback, Lin Xian was not sure.

The boy's skin is as white as snow, but it doesn't have that healthy rosy luster. It's like the white skin that comes from staying indoors without sunlight for a long time, giving people a sickly feeling of malaise. The hair is very long, almost covering the eyes. The color is very dark and bright, slightly curly, and slightly disheveled.

He walked slowly, expressionless.

But his eyes were always staring at Lin Xian, half-open as if he was not awake. His whole person looked tired and lazy, without any vitality or vitality.

Like a dying sea otter, gradually sinking to the bottom of the sea.

Not just sinking to the bottom of the sea.

That straight and listless look was like an inescapable fishing net, pulling Lin Xian, who he was targeting, into the dark abyss...

"Lin Xian?"

Zhao Yingjun's soft shout brought him back to reality.

Turn your head.

Zhao Yingjun, who had already walked a few steps away, looked at him:

"Don't be in a daze, we should go."

Lin Xian nodded, followed the steps of several vice presidents, and left from the corridor on the other side.

Before turning the corner, he looked back at Ji Lin again.

I found that he was still the same...

He slowly picked up his pocket, hunched his back slightly, and walked towards the mourning hall step by step.

He still had the same listless and distracted eyes, looking straight ahead without any deviation from the angle.

"..."

Lin Xian understood.

This guy wasn't staring at me just now.

The look in his eyes suggested that he was either not awake or short-sighted, or that he was being sentimental.

…

evening.

"Hey!"

Gao Yang used all his strength to throw the finished beer can into the Huangpu River.

Plop.

The aluminum beer cans floated on the water, causing a little splash and drifting with the current.

"How about Lin Xian! Hehe~ Comment on it!" Gao Yang smiled proudly.

"What's the evaluation?" Lin Xian shivered from the cold:

"Evaluate your quality?"

“Rate this dinner!!”

Gao Yang sneered at this romantic insulator, holding a fan and fanning it fiercely at the small barbecue grill:

"I'm not afraid that you will be in a bad mood. I will prepare a small barbecue for you by the river to make you happy."

"It's winter, brother! Why did you go to summer!"

Lin Xian was really speechless. He zipped up his coat, opened his hands and approached the pitiful little stove, competing for heat with the half-cooked mutton skewers:

"You said you would treat me to a barbecue, but I didn't dare to wear thick clothes because I was afraid of the smell."

"Just tell me if this is a barbecue!"

Gao Yang opened a can of beer and handed it to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian took it and put it down immediately:

"It's still cold...what good will killing me do to you?"

"Hahahahaha drink something cold and forget your worries!"

Gao Yang fanned a few times, grabbed a handful of mutton skewers and handed them to Lin Xian:

"Have you felt better these past two days?"

"Much better." Lin Xian took a bite and said:

"Xu Yun is dead after all. There is no point in being sad. Going to see his daughter more when you have time is the best way to repay him."

"That's right!"

Gao Yang grabbed a handful of fish tofu and started grilling:

"I don't know when the two murderers who killed Xu Yun will be caught. Such people really don't deserve to die! It's not good to kill anyone, but such a great scientist!"

"I originally thought about taking a hibernation cabin to take a trip to the future, but this is great, I guess there is no hope."

"That's not possible." Lin Xian denied:

"It doesn't matter whether there is Xu Yun or not. The fire of hibernation technology has been ignited. Without Xu Yun, Zhang Yun, Wang Yun, and Li Yun will take over --\u003e\u003e

Xinhuo, continue to carry out hibernation research, no one can stop this. "

"Besides, why are you going to the future if you have nothing to do?"

Lin Xian finished eating the mutton skewers in his hand, rubbed his hands and looked at Gao Yang:

"The hibernation cabin is not a time machine. You will not be able to come back when you reach the future. There is no regret medicine."

"That's right. Actually, I just said it casually. If there is a hibernation cabin, I won't sit in it."

Gao Yang turned over the fish tofu, opened a bottle of beer and came over:

"Come and cheers! Here's to Professor Xu Yun!"

boom.

After the two clinked glasses, Gao Yang blew dry. Then he flattened the aluminum can and threw it across the Huangpu River——

puff.

This time it was obviously thrown a lot further, causing a splash of water and sinking.

"Let's respect your quality first."

…

The riverside barbecue ended very early.

Because Gao Yang couldn't bear the cold anymore, he announced that it would end early.

When Lin Xian returned home, his head felt a little heavy and his nose ran.

"Shift..." Lin Xian cursed secretly:

"You won't catch a cold, right?"

He quickly took a hot shower and drank two packets of isatis root.

Turn off the lights and go to bed.

…

…

…

?

Lin Xian was a little confused.

What about the hot summer wind that has been blowing for more than 20 years?

What about the cicadas that have been chirping for more than twenty years?

Where are the square kids who have been arguing for more than twenty years?

Why is it so quiet today!

He opened his eyes——

Brick walls, low buildings, narrow paths, lanterns, stone tiles, moss...

Surrounded by a jumble of self-built buildings!

Crowded, backward, silent, deserted...

The surrounding scene is like a poor and backward small village!

"What's going on?"

Lin Xian looked left and right, looking at the window with dim tungsten light bulbs flickering, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

changed……

Everything has changed!

There are no squares, no children playing, no bustling shops, no familiar electronic notice boards and bright street lights.

"Where am I?"

Lin Xian turned around suddenly and looked behind him...

It is still a rugged stone road with various self-built small buildings scattered on both sides.

Where is this?

"Where did I dream about?"

This is the first time he has encountered such a strange thing in so many years of dreaming! He quickened his pace and ran forward——

No matter how you turn or go around, you will always be surrounded by two or three-story brick houses and even mud walls.

The road is so narrow that it seems that the possibility of opening it to traffic has not been considered at all. He looked left and right, but his vision was blocked by the chaotic layout of the low house, and he couldn't see anything!

"Could it be..."

He felt cold inside.

Could it be that he traveled to other timelines?

Other worlds?

What year and day is it now?

Lin Xian turned around and looked around, and found that at the corner of the trail, there was a canteen with big yellow light bulbs hanging on it, just like the layout in the 1980s and 1990s in the TV series.

He ran quickly to the canteen.

Inside, there was an old man wearing a white vest, smiling, eating melon seeds, fanning himself, and watching a large TV.

"Dear viewers, the evening news tells you the time!"

On a TV with low resolution...

The female host, who was dressed in formal attire, spoke politely and looked at Lin Xian with a smile:

"It is--"

"August 28, 2624! 22 o'clock sharp!"