Chapter 1 Crossing into a Father

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"Good, call Daddy!"

Wu Xiaotian looked at the cute little girl in front of him and taught with a smile.

"Dad-Dad!"

The little girl looked like she was more than two years old, very cute, looking at Wu Xiaotian, although she was a little confused, her big eyes flickered a few times, and she still shouted out with a milky voice.

"Good, shout again!" Now that there is, Wu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daddy!" the little girl shouted more smoothly this time.

"Good! haha......" Wu Xiaotian's more than ten minutes of hard work finally came to fruition, and he laughed happily.

The little girl looked at Wu Xiaotian and also laughed with a squeak.

"It's been almost half an hour since I came to this world, and finally I won't be called my mother, and it's a thing!" Wu Xiaotian remembered the frightened expression when he woke up and was called his mother, and remembered the current situation, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

In fact, Wu Xiaotian was an ordinary Chinese on the earth.

Half an hour earlier, while he was crossing a crosswalk, a car suddenly lost control and rushed straight towards them, when people were dragging and pushing each other, and there was chaos, and a little girl unfortunately fell to the ground.

At the last moment, Wu Xiaotian rushed back and pushed the little girl to a safe place, while he himself was hit by a car and flew out.

When he woke up, he found that the whole world had changed.

However, after experiencing the initial panic, with the residual memory of this body, Wu Xiaotian quickly understood the general situation of the matter.

He crossed over, but the place he traveled through was not the ancient world of the original earth, but a parallel world similar to the earth, and his current name is also Wu Xiaotian.

And the cute little girl who called him dad in front of him, named Beibei, is his daughter, but not biological.

Bei Bei is the daughter of one of his senior sisters.

One afternoon more than half a year ago, this senior sister hurriedly found Wu Xiaotian, saying that she had an urgent matter and asked Wu Xiaotian to temporarily help take care of Beibei.

As a result, this care was seven months, and the senior sister has not been heard from since that day, and she has not been found.

Bei Bei is growing up day by day, she is very cute and sensible, she rarely cries, and her relationship with Wu Xiaotian is getting better and better.

Wu Xiaotian was not willing to send her to an orphanage or other custodian institutions, but he took care of her himself.

It's hard, but it's also fun.

Because of Beibei's existence, the school's dormitory must not be able to live.

So, Wu Xiaotian took Bei Bei to rent a small house outside the school, fortunately, he is now a student who is about to graduate from his senior year, there are not many courses, and the school is not very strict with their management, plus the help of his classmates, he can barely take care of it.

However, Wu Xiaotian never told his parents about Beibei.

One is because his parents will definitely oppose fiercely, after all, he is now an ordinary senior in a university, he has not yet graduated, let alone married, Beibei's existence will definitely have a great impact on his future development, and the second is that his family is also average, his parents are dual-income workers, and his salary is barely enough to live, and he doesn't want to add burden to his parents.

Therefore, Beibei's childcare expenses, relying on the living expenses given by his parents is definitely not enough, fortunately, he usually works hard to work part-time to subsidize living expenses, so more than half a year has passed.

Just now, Wu Xiaotian went out to buy something the previous time, and when he came back in a hurry, he accidentally fell, and this is why Wu Xiaotian crossed.

"Take care of her, protect her, make her a happy person. This is the last and most persistent memory of this body.

"Don't worry, I will definitely make her the happiest person!" Wu Xiaotian said solemnly in his heart, and that memory dissipated.

Bei Bei seemed to feel something, put down the toy in his hand with a heart, raised his head and smiled sweetly at Wu Xiaotian.

Bei Bei continued to play for a while, and it was almost time to go to bed, Wu Xiaotian made a bottle of milk powder, fed Bei Bei to drink, and changed into a new diaper, so that she could sleep first.

Fortunately, I helped my sister take care of the children in my previous life, and I have some experience, so I won't be in a hurry and don't know anything.

After Bei Bei fell asleep, Wu Xiaotian sat quietly on the side and began to familiarize himself with the world.

Through memory, he also roughly understood what kind of world it was.

This world is similar to the earth, the country is still the same country, the language is still the same language, although the general framework of history is similar, but some history seems to be completely different from the earth, because some history has a fault line for various reasons, and the inheritance of some history is not systematically recorded.

Especially in the last 100 years, the world has experienced three large-scale military wars and four global financial wars, and seven wars have devastated the whole world.

It took decades of recuperation for countries to recover.

They have finally learned the hard way that military war can only bring destruction, and financial war can only bring poverty.

As a result, governments around the world have begun to develop their cultural soft power, placing unprecedented emphasis on the cultural industry, striving to surpass other countries in this aspect of culture and thus dominate the world.

Correspondingly, the cultural industries of various countries are extremely prosperous, and the status of artists is also rising, including writers, actors, singers, painters and other cultural-related professions.

An outstanding artist can not only obtain economic benefits, but also his social status and influence, and even the most famous artists, their treatment can be equal to that of a head of state.

And this body's predecessor, his biggest dream is to be an artist.

Wu Xiaotian also noticed that in this world, whether it is those works that have been praised on the earth for thousands of years, or those popular novels and poems in modern times, they have not appeared.

This point is extremely important to Wu Xiaotian, who is a lover of songs and literature himself.

On Earth, he can play and sing nearly 100 songs with his eyes closed and on the guitar, as for countless tunes that he has read but has not memorized, and he has read a lot of literary works.

As for those who didn't memorize it, he didn't have to worry about it now.

Because he had just roughly recalled the works of his previous life, he suddenly found that the countless classics on the earth seemed to be stored in his mind, as long as he wanted a novel, and after a little thought, that novel appeared word for word.

This, this is simply against the sky.

Artists, for Wu Xiaotian, are definitely the best development direction.

Therefore, this era, for Wu Xiaotian, is definitely the best era.

Since he has thousands of years of cultural essence accumulation, he will inevitably live a different life.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, followed by a loud commotion.

Wu Xiaotian was startled, then thought of Beibei, and hurriedly looked over, Beibei must not be woken up.

Sure enough, Bei Bei's eyebrows were furrowed, and her small mouth was slightly open, as if she was frightened by this loud noise.

But fortunately, she didn't wake up yet, Wu Xiaotian quickly patted Beibei's hand gently, comforted her, and coaxed her to continue sleeping.

At the same time, he looked around, it was a rental house of about thirty square meters, scattered with some electrical appliances and furniture, extremely simple.

Listening to the sound that continued to come from outside, Wu Xiaotian couldn't help but sigh, the environment here is really a place that is not suitable for children to live.

Wu Xiaotian rummaged through his wallet, and only had a balance of less than five hundred yuan.

With this money, if you don't work hard to work part-time, you may not even be able to pay next month's rent, so how can you improve Beibei's living environment.

So, the most important thing for him now is to make money!

I turned on the computer next to me, skillfully opened the web page, and simply browsed some news.

"Tong Feng, a famous writer in China, went to the United States for an academic visit and was received by the president of the country at a high level!"

"The best-selling song "Cat Cat Cat" has been an unprecedented success!"

"The popular host Mi He announced that he had changed jobs!"

"Seven-star artist Akang, who has not released new works for two years, and has many bad records, has been assessed by the headquarters of the Artist Association, and his artist level has been reduced by one star!"

……

Sure enough, as he expected, the popular stars, popular songs, famous writers, etc. are all names that he has never heard of, and those famous songs, novels, TV shows, etc. on the earth are nowhere to be found.

Wu Xiaotian was stunned and looked at these familiar and unfamiliar news, although he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

Brother is invincible.

It was the only thought in his head right now.

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