Chapter 2
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Originally, Gao Xian thought that he was not so easy to get out of the wild mountains, but the continuous wooden houses not far from the hillside showed that his isolated donkey friend had returned to human society.
Gao Xian, who was pleasantly surprised, took out his telescope, observed it carefully, and soon frowned - the field of vision was full of disorderly wooden houses, and occasionally passed by the elderly and children in plain clothes, making the area look more dilapidated in the sunlight. Is this a slum?
Anyway, it's a good thing to get out of the wilderness. Gao Xian doesn't have to stop. He cleaned up, especially prepared some self-defense things, and then went down the mountain.
As he got closer and closer, Gao Xian became more and more puzzled - the painting style was not quite right. It was not uncommon that the slum was backward, but details such as the old-fashioned clothes of the elderly and children who met by chance and the mixed conversation in Cantonese and Mandarin clearly showed a sense of being out of touch with the times, as if he had crossed the world of another era.
When the word "crossing" jumped out of his mind, Gao Xian suddenly stopped and murmured, "strange fog like 'Emerald Dream' has been encountered, and 'crossing time and space' is not uncommon."
I don't know whether Gao Xian, dressed in "avant-garde" clothes, has an unorthodox accent, or is really hungry and green in his eyes, which frightens people. In short, he is not welcome - after he makes a call, he gets a cold response, let alone a stammer.
"It seems a little exclusive. I won't be tragically isolated here..." Gao Xian couldn't help but "touch" the mysterious space and recall what valuable things he could take out, so that he could exchange some food here, "compass, telescope, flashlight, saber?"
"Big plane... Big plane... Wait for me, stop..." a cry woke up Gao Xian who was deep in thought. He followed his reputation and saw a silly boy chasing a paper plane flying to small blisters on the dirt road.
Gao Xian quickly stepped forward to help and reached for it, but he was so close that he didn't touch it. The paper plane twisted its head into a stinking bubble.
Looking at the other party with a sad face, he picked up the paper plane and smiled at Gao Xian secretly. He comforted him in broken Cantonese: "don't be sad. Just make another one. It's easy."
I don't know if I understand. The boy didn't take this remark, but looked at Gao Xian curiously and said with envy: "your clothes are really beautiful."
Glancing at the old sweater on the other party's body, Gao Xian smiled, "your clothes are also very nice."
The boy was so proud that he turned sadness into joy. He took out a piece of fruit candy from his trouser pocket and handed it over. He smiled foolishly and said, "please have sugar."
After taking a look at the roughly packed candy, Gao Xian involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, struggled a little mentally, and finally failed to resist the drive of hunger. He mocked himself and said, "I'm really poor now", and then took it.
This unknown fruit candy can't be said to be of any quality at a glance, but the sweetness permeated obviously offsets the feeling of body deficiency caused by excessive hunger.
Seeing that Gao Xian ate his own sugar, the young man was very happy, and took the initiative to say, "my name is Lu Renbao. What's your name?"
"My name is Gao Xian." feeling the sincerity and enthusiasm of the other party's Gao Xian, he smiled and said, "I'll call you Dabao. Come on, Dabao, let me see your plane. Can you repair it?"
"You can repair planes?" Lu renbaoxing rushed over the soaked paper plane.
"Try it. So you use the newspaper, or the front page..." Gao Xian didn't say a few words, but suddenly felt that his throat seemed to be stuck, because some words could still be seen in the newspaper.
"Xingdao daily", "July 21, 1958", "Apollo 11 landed on the moon", "American astronaut Yan Shitang was the first man to step on the moon", "one small step for a person, one big step for mankind"
"Traditional characters or vertical versions?" Lian mengdai guessed and barely understood the high string of the content, and suddenly felt a tingle on his scalp. "I'll go. What's this routine? It's still in the 58th year of the Republic of China? The Republic of China didn't even live at the age of 40! Is this news content the first successful lunar landing of mankind?"
Turning to Lu Renbao, Gao Xian asked eagerly, "Dabao, what year, January and day is today?"
"Today..." Lu Renbao scratched his head, looked up at the sky and thought hard.
Gao Xian said helplessly, "Dabao, this plane can't be repaired. Do you still have such paper? I can help you make another new plane. I can also make ships, cars and frogs... In short, I can do a lot of things!"
"Yes, yes..." Lu Renbao clapped his hands and replied happily, "go to my house and get it."
The high string, who was in a mess in his heart, didn't want to be bothered and said, "go back and get it, and I'll wait for you here."
"Then you must wait for me!" Lu Renbao begged pitifully.
Gao Xian nodded solemnly, "of course! Don't forget, I ate your sugar."
"Give you another piece." Lu Renbao happily handed over another piece of candy, then turned and ran home.
After looking around vigilantly, Gao Xian "touched" the smart glasses with the same appearance as ordinary glasses, put them on, and read the smelly bubble newspaper again with the help of its most basic transcoding function - "traditional to simplified". The more he looked, the more he felt cold.
He opened his mouth and said, "little classmate?"
"Hey..." the gentle female voice responded pleasantly.
Gao Xian clenched his teeth and asked, "where is Xingdao daily? Why do you still use the year of the Republic of China?"
"This is a newspaper with a long history in Xiangjiang. It used the year of the Republic of China in the early stage," Xiaozhuang replied cleanly.
Gao Xian continued to ask, "Xiaozhuang... What year was the 58th year of the Republic of China?"
"1969." Xiaozhuang's answer was like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Gao Xian turned to ask, "little outfit... When was the first time that man successfully landed on the moon?"
"1969." Xiaozhuang gave the same answer.
Looking at the slums in front of me, I don't know how many times my nerves have been numb. Thinking about how to locate the "macro coordinates", I asked, "small clothes... How much US dollars was Xiangjiang's per capita GDP in 1969? What was the world's ranking?"
"829 US dollars, ranking 34th in the world."
"Small clothes... How much US dollars was China's per capita GDP in 1969? What was the world's ranking?"
"Ninety nine dollars, ranking 117 in the world."
"Small clothes... What was the per capita GDP of the United States in 1969? What was the world's ranking?"
"4803 US dollars, ranking first in the world."
"What is the world ranking of the total GDP of Xiangjiang, China and the United States in 1969?"
"Xiangjiang is 58th, China is eighth and the United States is first."
"There's a big difference!" he painfully closed his eyes to Gao Xian, who was hard to give up time and space. "Man, this is really crossing the Xiangjiang River in the early years - I heard that everyone likes the colorful Xiangjiang River in the 1980s, but I seem to have come too early this time and wasted my opportunity."
Although Gao Xian was young, after all, he had been quite famous in the workplace before, and then he knew that the way to survive was to adapt to the environment, recognize himself and put his position right. Therefore, he quickly cleaned up his mood - he couldn't recognize the reality. His hunger reminded him from time to time to take less sugar to paste his stomach and intestines and quickly find something to eat.
Looking for comfort, Gao Xian took out his wallet and looked at it. Gao Xian only had a bitter smile - there was a pile of "local gold", but it must be that "heroes have no place to play".
He dragged the high string of his hair in distress and was thinking about how to solve his first meal after crossing. Suddenly, he heard a noise in front of him, which seemed to be mixed with the coax laughter of "fool, drill quickly".
Gao Xian couldn't help muttering in his heart - Lu Renbao has left for a long time. Isn't he in trouble on the road?
Thinking of this, Gao Xian quickly looked for it along the sound.
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Originally, Gao Xian thought that he was not so easy to get out of the wild mountains, but the continuous wooden houses not far from the hillside showed that his isolated donkey friend had returned to human society.
Gao Xian, who was pleasantly surprised, took out his telescope, observed it carefully, and soon frowned - the field of vision was full of disorderly wooden houses, and occasionally passed by the elderly and children in plain clothes, making the area look more dilapidated in the sunlight. Is this a slum?
Anyway, it's a good thing to get out of the wilderness. Gao Xian doesn't have to stop. He cleaned up, especially prepared some self-defense things, and then went down the mountain.
As he got closer and closer, Gao Xian became more and more puzzled - the painting style was not quite right. It was not uncommon that the slum was backward, but details such as the old-fashioned clothes of the elderly and children who met by chance and the mixed conversation in Cantonese and Mandarin clearly showed a sense of being out of touch with the times, as if he had crossed the world of another era.
When the word "crossing" jumped out of his mind, Gao Xian suddenly stopped and murmured, "strange fog like 'Emerald Dream' has been encountered, and 'crossing time and space' is not uncommon."
I don't know whether Gao Xian, dressed in "avant-garde" clothes, has an unorthodox accent, or is really hungry and green in his eyes, which frightens people. In short, he is not welcome - after he makes a call, he gets a cold response, let alone a stammer.
"It seems a little exclusive. I won't be tragically isolated here..." Gao Xian couldn't help but "touch" the mysterious space and recall what valuable things he could take out, so that he could exchange some food here, "compass, telescope, flashlight, saber?"
"Big plane... Big plane... Wait for me, stop..." a cry woke up Gao Xian who was deep in thought. He followed his reputation and saw a silly boy chasing a paper plane flying to small blisters on the dirt road.
Gao Xian quickly stepped forward to help and reached for it, but he was so close that he didn't touch it. The paper plane twisted its head into a stinking bubble.
Looking at the other party with a sad face, he picked up the paper plane and smiled at Gao Xian secretly. He comforted him in broken Cantonese: "don't be sad. Just make another one. It's easy."
I don't know if I understand. The boy didn't take this remark, but looked at Gao Xian curiously and said with envy: "your clothes are really beautiful."
Glancing at the old sweater on the other party's body, Gao Xian smiled, "your clothes are also very nice."
The boy was so proud that he turned sadness into joy. He took out a piece of fruit candy from his trouser pocket and handed it over. He smiled foolishly and said, "please have sugar."
After taking a look at the roughly packed candy, Gao Xian involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, struggled a little mentally, and finally failed to resist the drive of hunger. He mocked himself and said, "I'm really poor now", and then took it.
This unknown fruit candy can't be said to be of any quality at a glance, but the sweetness permeated obviously offsets the feeling of body deficiency caused by excessive hunger.
Seeing that Gao Xian ate his own sugar, the young man was very happy, and took the initiative to say, "my name is Lu Renbao. What's your name?"
"My name is Gao Xian." feeling the sincerity and enthusiasm of the other party's Gao Xian, he smiled and said, "I'll call you Dabao. Come on, Dabao, let me see your plane. Can you repair it?"
"You can repair planes?" Lu renbaoxing rushed over the soaked paper plane.
"Try it. So you use the newspaper, or the front page..." Gao Xian didn't say a few words, but suddenly felt that his throat seemed to be stuck, because some words could still be seen in the newspaper.
"Xingdao daily", "July 21, 1958", "Apollo 11 landed on the moon", "American astronaut Yan Shitang was the first man to step on the moon", "one small step for a person, one big step for mankind"
"Traditional characters or vertical versions?" Lian mengdai guessed and barely understood the high string of the content, and suddenly felt a tingle on his scalp. "I'll go. What's this routine? It's still in the 58th year of the Republic of China? The Republic of China didn't even live at the age of 40! Is this news content the first successful lunar landing of mankind?"
Turning to Lu Renbao, Gao Xian asked eagerly, "Dabao, what year, January and day is today?"
"Today..." Lu Renbao scratched his head, looked up at the sky and thought hard.
Gao Xian said helplessly, "Dabao, this plane can't be repaired. Do you still have such paper? I can help you make another new plane. I can also make ships, cars and frogs... In short, I can do a lot of things!"
"Yes, yes..." Lu Renbao clapped his hands and replied happily, "go to my house and get it."
The high string, who was in a mess in his heart, didn't want to be bothered and said, "go back and get it, and I'll wait for you here."
"Then you must wait for me!" Lu Renbao begged pitifully.
Gao Xian nodded solemnly, "of course! Don't forget, I ate your sugar."
"Give you another piece." Lu Renbao happily handed over another piece of candy, then turned and ran home.
After looking around vigilantly, Gao Xian "touched" the smart glasses with the same appearance as ordinary glasses, put them on, and read the smelly bubble newspaper again with the help of its most basic transcoding function - "traditional to simplified". The more he looked, the more he felt cold.
He opened his mouth and said, "little classmate?"
"Hey..." the gentle female voice responded pleasantly.
Gao Xian clenched his teeth and asked, "where is Xingdao daily? Why do you still use the year of the Republic of China?"
"This is a newspaper with a long history in Xiangjiang. It used the year of the Republic of China in the early stage," Xiaozhuang replied cleanly.
Gao Xian continued to ask, "Xiaozhuang... What year was the 58th year of the Republic of China?"
"1969." Xiaozhuang's answer was like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Gao Xian turned to ask, "little outfit... When was the first time that man successfully landed on the moon?"
"1969." Xiaozhuang gave the same answer.
Looking at the slums in front of me, I don't know how many times my nerves have been numb. Thinking about how to locate the "macro coordinates", I asked, "small clothes... How much US dollars was Xiangjiang's per capita GDP in 1969? What was the world's ranking?"
"829 US dollars, ranking 34th in the world."
"Small clothes... How much US dollars was China's per capita GDP in 1969? What was the world's ranking?"
"Ninety nine dollars, ranking 117 in the world."
"Small clothes... What was the per capita GDP of the United States in 1969? What was the world's ranking?"
"4803 US dollars, ranking first in the world."
"What is the world ranking of the total GDP of Xiangjiang, China and the United States in 1969?"
"Xiangjiang is 58th, China is eighth and the United States is first."
"There's a big difference!" he painfully closed his eyes to Gao Xian, who was hard to give up time and space. "Man, this is really crossing the Xiangjiang River in the early years - I heard that everyone likes the colorful Xiangjiang River in the 1980s, but I seem to have come too early this time and wasted my opportunity."
Although Gao Xian was young, after all, he had been quite famous in the workplace before, and then he knew that the way to survive was to adapt to the environment, recognize himself and put his position right. Therefore, he quickly cleaned up his mood - he couldn't recognize the reality. His hunger reminded him from time to time to take less sugar to paste his stomach and intestines and quickly find something to eat.
Looking for comfort, Gao Xian took out his wallet and looked at it. Gao Xian only had a bitter smile - there was a pile of "local gold", but it must be that "heroes have no place to play".
He dragged the high string of his hair in distress and was thinking about how to solve his first meal after crossing. Suddenly, he heard a noise in front of him, which seemed to be mixed with the coax laughter of "fool, drill quickly".
Gao Xian couldn't help muttering in his heart - Lu Renbao has left for a long time. Isn't he in trouble on the road?
Thinking of this, Gao Xian quickly looked for it along the sound.
Originally, Gao Xian thought that he was not so easy to get out of the wild mountains, but the continuous wooden houses not far from the hillside showed that his isolated donkey friend had returned to human society.Gao Xian, who was pleasantly surprised, took out his telescope, observed it carefully, and soon frowned - the field of vision was full of disorderly wooden houses, and occasionally passed by the elderly and children in plain clothes, making the area look more dilapidated in the sunlight. Is this a slum?Anyway, it's a good thing to get out of the wilderness. Gao Xian doesn't have to stop. He cleaned up, especially prepared some self-defense things, and then went down the mountain.As he got closer and closer, Gao Xian became more and more puzzled - the painting style was not quite right. It was not uncommon that the slum was backward, but details such as the old-fashioned clothes of the elderly and children who met by chance and the mixed conversation in Cantonese and Mandarin clearly showed a sense of being out of touch with the times, as if he had crossed the world of another era.When the word "crossing" jumped out of his mind, Gao Xian suddenly stopped and murmured, "strange fog like 'Emerald Dream' has been encountered, and 'crossing time and space' is not uncommon."I don't know whether Gao Xian, dressed in "avant-garde" clothes, has an unorthodox accent, or is really hungry and green in his eyes, which frightens people. In short, he is not welcome - after he makes a call, he gets a cold response, let alone a stammer."It seems a little exclusive. I won't be tragically isolated here..." Gao Xian couldn't help but "touch" the mysterious space and recall what valuable things he could take out, so that he could exchange some food here, "compass, telescope, flashlight, saber?""Big plane... Big plane... Wait for me, stop..." a cry woke up Gao Xian who was deep in thought. He followed his reputation and saw a silly boy chasing a paper plane flying to small blisters on the dirt road.Gao Xian quickly stepped forward to help and reached for it, but he was so close that he didn't touch it. The paper plane twisted its head into a stinking bubble.Looking at the other party with a sad face, he picked up the paper plane and smiled at Gao Xian secretly. He comforted him in broken Cantonese: "don't be sad. Just make another one. It's easy."I don't know if I understand. The boy didn't take this remark, but looked at Gao Xian curiously and said with envy: "your clothes are really beautiful."Glancing at the old sweater on the other party's body, Gao Xian smiled, "your clothes are also very nice."The boy was so proud that he turned sadness into joy. He took out a piece of fruit candy from his trouser pocket and handed it over. He smiled foolishly and said, "please have sugar."After taking a look at the roughly packed candy, Gao Xian involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, struggled a little mentally, and finally failed to resist the drive of hunger. He mocked himself and said, "I'm really poor now", and then took it.This unknown fruit candy can't be said to be of any quality at a glance, but the sweetness permeated obviously offsets the feeling of body deficiency caused by excessive hunger.Seeing that Gao Xian ate his own sugar, the young man was very happy, and took the initiative to say, "my name is Lu Renbao. What's your name?""My name is Gao Xian." feeling the sincerity and enthusiasm of the other party's Gao Xian, he smiled and said, "I'll call you Dabao. Come on, Dabao, let me see your plane. Can you repair it?""You can repair planes?" Lu renbaoxing rushed over the soaked paper plane."Try it. So you use the newspaper, or the front page..." Gao Xian didn't say a few words, but suddenly felt that his throat seemed to be stuck, because some words could still be seen in the newspaper."Xingdao daily", "July 21, 1958", "Apollo 11 landed on the moon", "American astronaut Yan Shitang was the first man to step on the moon", "one small step for a person, one big step for mankind""Traditional characters or vertical versions?" Lian mengdai guessed and barely understood the high string of the content, and suddenly felt a tingle on his scalp. "I'll go. What's this routine? It's still in the 58th year of the Republic of China? The Republic of China didn't even live at the age of 40! Is this news content the first successful lunar landing of mankind?"Turning to Lu Renbao, Gao Xian asked eagerly, "Dabao, what year, January and day is today?""Today..." Lu Renbao scratched his head, looked up at the sky and thought hard.Gao Xian said helplessly, "Dabao, this plane can't be repaired. Do you still have such paper? I can help you make another new plane. I can also make ships, cars and frogs... In short, I can do a lot of things!""Yes, yes..." Lu Renbao clapped his hands and replied happily, "go to my house and get it."The high string, who was in a mess in his heart, didn't want to be bothered and said, "go back and get it, and I'll wait for you here.""Then you must wait for me!" Lu Renbao begged pitifully.Gao Xian nodded solemnly, "of course! Don't forget, I ate your sugar.""Give you another piece." Lu Renbao happily handed over another piece of candy, then turned and ran home.After looking around vigilantly, Gao Xian "touched" the smart glasses with the same appearance as ordinary glasses, put them on, and read the smelly bubble newspaper again with the help of its most basic transcoding function - "traditional to simplified". The more he looked, the more he felt cold.He opened his mouth and said, "little classmate?""Hey..." the gentle female voice responded pleasantly.Gao Xian clenched his teeth and asked, "where is Xingdao daily? Why do you still use the year of the Republic of China?""This is a newspaper with a long history in Xiangjiang. It used the year of the Republic of China in the early stage," Xiaozhuang replied cleanly.Gao Xian continued to ask, "Xiaozhuang... What year was the 58th year of the Republic of China?""1969." Xiaozhuang's answer was like flowing clouds and flowing water.Gao Xian turned to ask, "little outfit... When was the first time that man successfully landed on the moon?""1969." Xiaozhuang gave the same answer.Looking at the slums in front of me, I don't know how many times my nerves have been numb. Thinking about how to locate the "macro coordinates", I asked, "small clothes... How much US dollars was Xiangjiang's per capita GDP in 1969? What was the world's ranking?""829 US dollars, ranking 34th in the world.""Small clothes... How much US dollars was China's per capita GDP in 1969? What was the world's ranking?""Ninety nine dollars, ranking 117 in the world.""Small clothes... What was the per capita GDP of the United States in 1969? What was the world's ranking?""4803 US dollars, ranking first in the world.""What is the world ranking of the total GDP of Xiangjiang, China and the United States in 1969?""Xiangjiang is 58th, China is eighth and the United States is first.""There's a big difference!" he painfully closed his eyes to Gao Xian, who was hard to give up time and space. "Man, this is really crossing the Xiangjiang River in the early years - I heard that everyone likes the colorful Xiangjiang River in the 1980s, but I seem to have come too early this time and wasted my opportunity."Although Gao Xian was young, after all, he had been quite famous in the workplace before, and then he knew that the way to survive was to adapt to the environment, recognize himself and put his position right. Therefore, he quickly cleaned up his mood - he couldn't recognize the reality. His hunger reminded him from time to time to take less sugar to paste his stomach and intestines and quickly find something to eat.Looking for comfort, Gao Xian took out his wallet and looked at it. Gao Xian only had a bitter smile - there was a pile of "local gold", but it must be that "heroes have no place to play".He dragged the high string of his hair in distress and was thinking about how to solve his first meal after crossing. Suddenly, he heard a noise in front of him, which seemed to be mixed with the coax laughter of "fool, drill quickly".Gao Xian couldn't help muttering in his heart - Lu Renbao has left for a long time. Isn't he in trouble on the road?Thinking of this, Gao Xian quickly looked for it along the sound.
