The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Zhou Yiren envisioned Yang Dongxu to have a happy childhood and have more friends of the same age, which is obviously difficult to achieve.

But he is not a rigid person. Yang Dongxu, who knows Zaohui, seems to be unable to play with his peers. The past few years have also proved this point.

Therefore, since it is useless, Yang Dongxu did not show the loneliness after having no friends of the same age, or develop any paranoid character. Zhou Yiren knew that his grandson's education model really needed to be changed. Otherwise, going to school would no longer be for the benefit of his grandson, but a waste of his time.

Fortunately, it was not too late for him to discover this, and after experiencing Wan Jun's accident, Yang Dongxu really began to calm down and wanted to learn more, and it was just right whether he used his clever mind to eat more and take more opportunities.

"As expected of the head of the reform room, he has a unique vision. He not only knows how to look forward, but also knows how to look down at the road." Yang Dongxu came to the courtyard on the weekend. He knew it, and couldn't help admiring Zhou Yiren's gaze.

"I am a great grandfather." Yang Dongxu looked proud.

He admired Zhou Yiren from the bottom of his heart, so sometimes he would talk with his grandfather about the direction of the big era. But he is just talking on paper and only knows what it is, but he doesn't know why.

But Zhou Yiren crawled forward with his feet down-to-earth, and his control over the development of the times, as well as those plans and methods that could be put into action, often made Yang Dongxu feel bright.

"What does he care about you so much? If you were half as cautious as your grandfather, you wouldn't almost get burned now." Old man Xuan snorted.

"Who doesn't know how to make an afterthought, aren't you as smart as my grandpa? Let's not talk about the second brother." Yang Dongxu curled his lips.

"I admit that Xiao Zhou is indeed talented and learned. Even in ancient times, he was qualified to be a prime minister? But I am an old man with poor eyesight? If I have poor eyesight, I will teach you those methods of thinking about people's thoughts and structures?? "Old man Xuan seemed a little dissatisfied with being compared to Zhou Yiren.

"This." Yang Dongxu froze for a moment.

At this time, when I think back to the old man Xuan taught me to use and control people's hearts, as well as some layout methods of "Thousand Gates", and other various skills and techniques, it seems that they are not just a whim.

If Zhou Yiren wanted to get Yang Dongxu back from the right path, then the old man Xuan wanted to let Yang Dongxu have a skill even if he went astray, and he would not live worse than others in the future .

Although the two people have different starting points, they are both for his own good, and both have put their minds to it.

"The boy was reckless before, thank you Grandpa Xuan for your concern and love." After trying to understand the reason, Yang Dongxu got up and gave a big gift to the old man Xuan. It wasn't until now that he realized that behind the seemingly stern old man Xuan, there was so much concern and care for him.

Yang Dongxu's gift stunned old man Xuan, who didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You are a dog, and you only wag your tail when you see bones?" Old man Xuan seemed to appreciate Yang Dongxu's thanks, but his words were still not polite.

"No matter what it is, I will take care of you in the future, scolding me is tantamount to scolding yourself." Yang Dongxu snorted.

"You're an asshole." Old man Xuan became furious instantly.

Hearing Yang Dongxu talking back to him, although old man Xuan was furious, his heart sank in an instant when Yang Dongxu called him "Grandpa Xuan".

He was really not used to Yang Dongxu's respect for a while, and he clearly felt the change in his mentality, and old man Xuan couldn't help scolding his temper in his heart.

"What's for lunch?" Yang Dongxu ignored Old Man Xuan's anger, and cared about what to eat for lunch.

"What a fart, I've been with you for a long time, and I'll lose at least ten years of life." Old man Xuan stood up angrily, even though he said it was a fart, he still got up and walked to the kitchen.

Yang Dongxu followed behind nervously. He remembered that in the morning, old man Xuan had brought back a pheasant that had been cleaned and soaked in a jar. The imperial concubine jar chicken is definitely old man Xuan's specialty, and he doesn't often eat it with Nalan old man. The Buddha jumping over the wall is comparable to some.

"Although you were born in a rural area, you have a domineering personality. You want to get a fortune from everything. Even if you are an emperor, you are not as greedy. There are so many good things in the world. Can you bring them all to your own house? " Lifting the lid of the jar and taking a look inside, old man Xuan nodded and spoke to Yang Dongxu at the same time.

Yang Dongxu on the side scratched his head embarrassingly. He only recently discovered that he, who was just an otaku, was actually a greedy person.

Before rebirth, he was just an ordinary person, and did not show this aspect of character, mainly because conditions did not allow it.

This is just like those people who hate the rich and hate officials on the Internet in later generations. These people only scolded so fiercely, not because they really hated the rich and hated officials, but because they scolded themselves for having no money and no power.

Fortunately, Yang Dongxu was lucky enough to have Zhou Yiren, a godfather who could guide him on the right path. There is also old man Xuan, an elder who allows him to live a good life even if he goes on the wrong path. Otherwise, even if he is a reborn, it is really hard to say what will happen in the future.

After all, his greed has begun to swell, and he only sees the benefits, but not the potential dangers around him. If you don't know that you will definitely stumble after reining in the precipice.

He is just reborn, not immortal. If his brain is not enough, he will be ruined if he is attacked by someone, or if he digs a hole to make a trip or something. What this world lacks most is smart people, and what it lacks most is smart people.

Can you be proud of the world by relying on rebirth? Then you really think too much. You, an otaku reborn, dare to say that you can live comfortably until you are 80 years old without illness or disaster?

While standing aside and reflecting, Yang Dongxu swallowed his saliva. Two hours later, when the jar was brought down from the stove, Yang Dongxu couldn't help it anymore.

He is not a stubborn person, nor is he an arbitrarily determined person who does not listen to other people's opinions. So now that he knows that he made a mistake, he will correct it with his heart. He can be said to be refreshed with a clear direction.

"Old man, there is a lot of traditional Chinese medicine in it. It should be a child like me who eats a little bit more to make up and grow taller. Why do you eat so much when half of the loess is buried in the creaking nest? Do you want to find it for me? Grandma Xuan?" Watching the old man Xuan put down his chopsticks to pick up the meat, Yang Dongxu, who was gnawing on the chicken leg, yelled, and hurriedly scooped up a chicken wing into the bowl.

"If it's my previous temper, I'll slap you to death, believe it or not?" Sucking the wine from the wine cup into his mouth with a sip, old man Xuan unceremoniously threw the bone of the chicken leg in his hand aside, and put another chicken Wings scooped into medium bowls.

"If you shoot me to death, you will really become an extinct family. Kicking the widow's door at night, digging the grave of an exorbitant family, and the means of becoming famous by local hooligans, you will immediately occupy one of the two classic methods, you know?"

"Xiao Zhou really committed a crime, why did you bring you, a brat, out of the ditch." Old man Xuan stretched out his hand to beat Yang Dongxu.

But while talking, Yang Dongxu, who was scooping meat into the bowl, ran away with the bowl in an instant. It stands to reason that he has been beaten by old man Xuan for several years, so he should be used to it. But the old man Xuan has kung fu in his hands, so I really can't get used to it. Every time he beats Yang Dongxu, he screams, without leaving any bruises or dark wounds.

"My home is a plain with no mountains, not even a dirt mountain, but only a river." Yang Dongxu, holding a bowl, squatted on a stone bench in a flower garden not far away, gnawing his bones while arguing with old man Xuan without delay.

Such a scene has often appeared in the past few years when there are only Yang Dongxu and Old Man Xuan. Although Yang Dongxu respected the elder Xuan in his heart.

But when getting along with old man Xuan, the two people seem more like a friend. It seems that if they don't ridicule each other for a day, both of them will feel uncomfortable.

One day of class a week was the result of discussions between Zhou Yiren and the soldier, but Yang Dongxu, who didn't have to go to class for six days a week, became even busier.

Originally, it was only a matter of occasionally asking the teacher to teach half-baked German. Zhou Yiren also had acquaintances at the Central Academy of Arts, so Yang Dongxu had several full-time teachers, from music creation, to musical instruments, to singing skills and types.

Besides this, Yang Dongxu often went to the Department of Acting and Directing. Acting is just a matter of learning and knowing a little bit. This is what old man Xuan asked him to learn. Life is like a play. If you can’t perform, you can’t live. So even if Yang Dongxu doesn’t have the dream of becoming an actor, acting is a must. Learned.

Now that he has learned acting, Yang Dongxu simply learned some knowledge of directors or screenwriters. Do not overwhelm yourself with too many skills. When you are young and have a good memory, you can learn more things if you can. Anyway, you can use them in the future.

In addition to these, Yang Dongxu also reported to the Department of Fine Arts and Department of Architecture. In short, Zhou Yiren brought out the enthusiasm of future generations of parents to enroll their children in interest classes, or feared that Yang Dongxu would have free time to ponder those messy things, his enthusiasm was a bit too much.

He didn't enroll Yang Dongxu in the interest class at all, but went directly to the all-rounder class. Compared with the old man Xuan who taught everything, as long as he was proficient in a few things and other understandings, it was fine. Zhou Yiren's request to Yang Dongxu is that he must learn everything well, otherwise he will serve you fried meat on bamboo boards.

So for a long time, Yang Dongxu felt that he was lucky enough to escape from the edge of a big pit, but fell into a bigger pit, and he was not allowed to climb out of this pit for a short time.