Chinese.

Wu Yan deeply remembers the indescribable shock and pride in his heart when he sat in front of the TV and watched the military parade.

Listen to the sound of the salute, listen to the heart-shaking chorus, and listen to the sonorous and firm footsteps. At that time, no one needed to explain it to automatically understand the true weight of these three words.

In such moments, she always couldn't help but secretly bury a longing in her heart, saying to herself: the small town girl with the frog at the bottom of the well. You must go to Tiananmen Square in the future!

That one...... I have known Tiananmen Square since I was literate, but I have not been able to see it with my own eyes. A must visit!

Wu Yan clenched her fists, she didn't know why she suddenly remembered this, but when she thought of it, she couldn't realize this wish. She was so sad.

Wu Yan was sad and angry, and unconsciously pulled his clothes, hating to tear a hole in it before he could relieve his anger. She pressed hard, glaring at the wide coat, hoping that she could tear the thing apart in the next second.

"That'...... That's ......" Wu Yan let go of his strong hand in surprise and spread out his clothes to take a closer look.

The pattern on the robe, she remembered. She has not only read it in books, but also often on some daily necessities.

This is honeysuckle pattern.

The honeysuckle pattern is the most popular plant pattern in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, which was produced after the Buddhist culture was introduced to Middle Earth.

The cultural and spiritual beliefs behind this small pattern ......

Wu Yan's heart was instantly clear. Even if this is a different world where Ruan's nationality never existed, even if this is not the world that I have read carefully in books.

But even so, the world will not be completely irrelevant to you!

As a human being, I instinctively have a strong sense of identity with that collective identity, which is actually from culture!

Wu Yan began to think along this line of thought, and it was very easy to understand that no matter what kind of completely unfamiliar dynasty and country she was facing in this different world, in the final analysis, what she really had to face was the background culture of the same root.

She still belongs to the special and unique culture of this country in this world.

Because of four words, the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Wu Yan smiled lightly, turned his head and looked at everything in the room, those antique furniture, the lotus pattern that clearly marked the dynasty, the lotus pier beside the person, and the gorgeous clothes on the person's costumes......

All of this belongs to the national culture that she has been facing all her life, and it is what she longs for and loves.

...... So Wu Yan, how lucky you are!

...... You can really feel and experience the cultural and artistic development of this dynasty.

...... So Wu Yan, are you happy? Are you excited......

"Ah~"

Wu Yan didn't have time to realize what was happening, he only knew that inexplicably, he was standing firmly and securely, and he could still fall?!

"You. Say. Yet!"

Wu Yan lay on the quilt and stared at the man. There was no trace of anger in his heart, but he was full of curiosity, how did he do this guy just now?

...... Is it an idea, is it a spell, is it a spiritual power, is it an immortal?

...... Hey, this kind of immortal cultivation method that people are looking for is also unique to this culture!

Wu Yan was not only in a good mood secretly, but also smiled brightly. And Yan Huan on the side, his face was full of disbelief, and he roared angrily: "Little lady, how can you call Mr. Big's name like this!"

"Big, big, sir?!"

Wu Yan turned his head to look at Yan Huan's face of "How can you say this about my male god", and his heart was not only surprised and happy, but also very frightened!

At first glance, this little girl is Mr. Big's super fan sister, and she calls her male god's name so rudely, according to the standards of the 21st century's star-chasing circle, she will not be beaten, but she will be hacked and doxxed.

Wu Yan subconsciously bit his lip and looked at Yan Huan very innocently. Yan Huan glared at Wu Yan and said, "If you dare to do this in the future, I won't give you food!"

Wu Yan nodded, holding back not to laugh. In your lifetime, you were threatened with not to eat?!

In an instant, Wu Yan strongly felt a cold gaze from someone. That's right, the man was also very angry when he heard the word "Ji Kang" just now, so he used some little trick to bring himself down.

Wu Yan cautiously turned his gaze towards him, and hurriedly withdrew it aggressively before it touched his.

This person, when he cools down, it's really terrifying to scare a person!

It's okay now, Yan Huan is only threatening the food and clothing of the stomach, and this person is definitely threatening the safety of his life.

Life is really southern!

"Don't you know everything, how do you know about Mr. Big?"

Wu Yan looked up at him when he heard this, yes! Why is there no Ruan nationality in this world, but there is Ji Kang?

...... Why, exactly, is the world like?

In Wu Yan's thinking inertia, these two people must exist in the same time and space. These two people are like sufficient and necessary conditions, if there is Ji Kang, there must be Ruan nationality, and if there is Ruan nationality, there must be Ji Kang.

She couldn't believe it, couldn't accept it, and couldn't imagine a world with Ji Kang but no Ruan nationality, or rather, a world without Ji Kang but Ruan nationality.

She couldn't accept it all.

Wu Yan didn't dare to look at the man, but just shook his head and said, "I don't know either." ”

Wu Yan lowered his head, looked at the honeysuckle pattern on his clothes, and couldn't help but think that after he came to this world, his mood always went up and down, and at this moment he was down.

She didn't know why the world seemed so strange and yet so familiar.

True and false, illusory, what should she do?

...... Honeysuckle, honeysuckle, what should I do?

Wu Yan suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen about the shape of the winter: the cold does not fall, the winter does not wither, and the winter does not die.

Why was this pattern popular in that troubled world?

Because in these troubled times, people need such faith. Just like Wu Yan at this time, she also needs such faith.

It does not fall, it does not wither, it does not die.

Honeysuckle, endure the cold winter. Wait, after the cold winter.

Wu Yan raised his head, greeted the winter-like person, and said very firmly: "I don't know." ”