As soon as the vacation was over, Yang Su returned to school. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The good news came right away.

The first good news is that Zhao Chunlei is worthy of being a marketing master. After the Qianqiu Tea Workshop passed through his hands, it can be said that it is in the limelight in the capital, and everyone knows it.

Many people make it fashionable to drink tea and chat at the tea shop.

Ding Fatzi described it this way, Qianqiu Tea House has replaced a certain star and a certain gram as a new type of pretending mode.

This made Yang Su very pleased.

Zhao Chunlei also reserved a VIP seat for Yang Su, waiting for Yang Su to check his work.

The second good news is that Gu Feifei's little witch has finally left the capital.

Although only for the time being.

As for her words, it makes people feel a little crying and laughing.

Gong Zhaoyue repeated the words left by Gu Feifei word by word, "Miss Gu said, since you have accepted the love token, you can't go back." ”

Yang Su looked confused, what kind of love token?

When did he receive any love tokens, and why didn't he remember?

Could it be that Gu Feifei forced the golden step shake to herself?

Yang Su couldn't help but hold his forehead and shake his head.

The senior year was spent almost in a leisurely manner.

Jin Wanqian is still struggling in the library for the graduate school entrance examination.

Under the arrangement of his parents, Ding Fatzi found an internship position in a state-owned institution in his hometown.

One day, Yang Su returned to his residence from school and suddenly felt a little strange.

He stopped and stood near the school playground for a long time.

Then he asked the system, "Why do I feel spatial fluctuations?" ”

The system seemed to be a little happy, "That means that the host is getting better and better at spatial manipulation." ”

Yang Su nodded, maybe, this feeling is also recent.

When I returned to my residence, I found a new order.

This time, the customer was not a native of China.

This is the first time.

However, his own principle is that regardless of the white race or the yellow race, as long as the conditions are accommodated, the one who can afford the price is a good guest.

At the same time, on the other side of the Atlantic, in the city full of lights, in a crowded bar, a blonde and blue-eyed young man is holding a bottle of wine and pouring wildly.

"Mark, why are you drinking so much?"

A man with a typical Asian appearance spoke to him in Chinese.

The heavy metal music in the bar was deafening, and Mark had to pull his throat and say in fluent Chinese, "Don't people in your country often say that drinking is bold!" ”

The two said a few more words, and the man stepped onto the dance floor with a tall white girl, leaving Mark alone.

When he had drunk the whole bottle of wine, he staggered to his feet, walked to the door of the bar and looked at his watch.

It was pitch black outside, except for two dim lamps that faltered in the wind.

It's completely different from usual.

Mark struggled to read the time on his watch.

A young figure suddenly appeared beside him, "It's two o'clock in the morning." ”

When Mark heard this, his originally drowsy brain instantly cleared up more than half of it.

He was so anxious that he spun around in place, anxiously looking up and down the street.

"Oh no! The appointed time has passed! ”

Yang Su looked at this foreign guy speechlessly.

I still look anxious when we talk, but I come to the bar to drink temporarily, and I can even miss the appointed time.

This is the first time I have seen such a buyer.

Yang Su had no choice but to pull him, "You missed the appointed time for your own reasons, and I will charge additional liquidated damages." ”

Mark was stunned, and then saw Yang Su's appearance clearly through the faint light.

This is a typical Oriental look.

"Are you, the shopkeeper?"

Listening to the thick surprise in the other party's tone, Yang Su grabbed his clothes.

Lifting it up, he quickly jumped into the air with the person and disappeared into the darkness.

Mark watched dumbfounded as he suddenly appeared in his room, then touched his face and muttered, "Am I not dreaming?" I wasn't here...... What exactly did I go through? ”

Yang Su sat down on the sofa and looked at him, "Okay, in order to save time, don't talk nonsense, let's start quickly." ”

Mark pointed at Yang Su in surprise and couldn't say a word for a long time.

All this was just too incredible for him.

Yang Su recalled Mark's information and said, "I'm sure of your information now, you just need to answer yes or no." ”

Mark nodded.

"The time and space you are going to travel through is the world of a novel called 'The First Minister'. The identity you travel through is the hero of the novel. ”

"Yes." Mark was visibly agitated.

"The way you choose to travel is soul piercing, and the total cost is 1.28 million RMB."

Yang Su thought for a while and added, "No discounts, no gift packs." ”

This kid is a foreigner, so the discounts and gift packages are naturally free.

Mark didn't disagree, but asked with some caution, "Can I really cross over?" ”

Yang Su glanced at him, "If you don't believe it, the order hasn't been generated yet, you can cancel it." ”

However, it was not the store that canceled the order. The buyer must compensate the store at 65% of the order cost. ”

Mark just shut up.

Yang Su sat down on the sofa, "Do you need any additional value-added business?" If I don't need it, I'll ship it now. ”

Mark hurriedly said, "I need it!" Need! ”

He seemed a little embarrassed, "I need after-sales service......"

"You also know, I'm not from your country, and I don't know much about your culture and history......"

Yang Su frowned and said, "Then you have to travel through a world of novels set in the ancient times of our country." ”

Mark scratched his head, then turned on the light on the bookshelf next to him.

A large bookshelf that was two or three meters wide and almost reached the ceiling of the roof appeared in front of Yang Su's eyes.

The books on the shelves are all written in Chinese without exception, and they are all novels.

From fantasy fairy tales to martial arts romances, the genre of fiction is comparable to that of a library.

Yang Su looked at the bookshelf and couldn't help but want to give this foreigner a thumbs up.

In any case, this kid has also contributed to the spread of Chinese culture.

It's just that since he has read so many novels, why does he have to choose a novel with a historical background to travel through?

Mark seemed to see Yang Su's doubts.

He said, "Because, I don't like the protagonist of this novel!" ”

Yang Su understood now.

"You mean, you're going to go to that world and develop the story as you wish?"

Mark nodded happily.

"That's right! So I hope the owner will go with me and help me! ”