The sun is sinking in the west, the breeze is warm, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on Xiao Yao's body, flashing with orange brilliance, the sea and the sky are the same color. The lotus flowers in the lake are drifting in the wind, and the fish are wandering in the lotus, looking so carefree. The weeping willows on the shore sway gently, and an ancient bridge spans the waterway, where countless pedestrians play and laugh.

Xiao Yao leaned on the railing of the stone bridge, looking at the lake under the sunset, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling helplessly, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes bowing his head and sighing. No one can understand Xiao Yao's mood at the moment. At this moment, Xiao Yao is in stark contrast to the happy little fish in the lake.

"Can you understand me? Small fish. Xiao Yao said to a fat goldfish in the lake, as if talking to himself.

The fat goldfish slowly moved its body, swam to the surface of the river and spit out a few bubbles, as if to say, oh, I don't understand, it's too profound, you keep worrying, I have to look for something to eat, I'm hungry again. With a wagging of his tail, he burrowed into the lake again and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Yao really didn't want to believe this fact, it had been more than half a month since he came here, and half a month's life confirmed that he was not dreaming, the hottest and talked about bloody plot in the past two years happened to him.

I actually crossed the ...... The scene during the mission is still vivid, but now he is in a completely strange world, and the only thing that Xiao Yao is fortunate for is that the people here speak Chinese! The cultural practices are much the same as in previous lives......

Xiao Yao turned his head and spat fiercely, only to heal the wound in his heart a little.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Xiao Yao got off the stone bridge and walked towards his residence boredly.

Coming from the 21st century, I am very different in my behavior and thinking, and it can be said that many ideas that seem extremely ordinary to modern people seem so different here. Not to mention anything else, it's just a simple hairstyle, which has caused a lot of people to talk about it in the past half a month, pointing fingers, of course, these are immune to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao in life is still a very standard narcissist. My brother is not handsome, that's cool, how can those self-righteous little white faces be compared to my brother! Brother used to be among the thousands of flowers, the leaves did not stick to the body, fascinated thousands of girls, known as the little white dragon in the river, the big tiger on land???

Xiao Yao often said something stinky: "When I was a child, I didn't understand the meaning of handsome, until one day the teacher showed me a mirror, and I finally understood at that moment." "People can't wait to go up and smack him with two big mouths, but before you go, you must think about whether you can beat him before you go up.

Walking slowly on the riverbank, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, I suddenly felt a little lost, as if religious believers had lost the faith they had held on to for a long time. Where do you go from here? Back to the 21st century? Pure! God knows if I was stuck in the moment of the explosion when I went back, and I didn't want to experience it again.

I was thinking about it, and suddenly I saw the girls around me running towards the front one by one, screaming as they ran.

Xiao Yao grabbed an old brother who sold sugar gourds and asked, only to understand that the crazy behavior of the girls turned out to be seeing the handsome pot, according to the old brother, the handsome pot is still one of the four famous talents in Hubei Province who has won the praise of the Taoist people.

Xiao Yao suddenly choked when he heard the name of the handsome pot and talent, and he was angry. It's just that the name makes a pure person like Xiao Yao think of other places. His name is Bi Yuntao.

The elder brother said something inappropriate, staring at Xiao Yao directly, showing a questioning look.

After the elder brother left, Xiao Yao, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help laughing out loud anymore.

So talented! Sure enough, he is a famous talent, just listening to this name, I don't dare to compare with you, I can't reach it. I really don't know how his parents came up with such a classic name. I really want to know who the other three talents are on the same level!

The passers-by who walked by him looked sideways, how could this young man go crazy! , what a pitiful, hey! Seeing Xiao Yao laughing alone there, he actually classified him into the deranged crowd. I don't know how Xiao Yao felt when he heard it.

After laughing for a while, the bitterness in my heart seemed to fade a little, and I walked forward with the crowd. Turning the street, I saw that the door of a restaurant not far away was already crowded with people, most of whom were women, and they all looked up at the second floor of the restaurant near the railing.

The river breeze in the evening swept gently, a string of wind chimes hanging high outside the Qinyuan building fluttered with the wind, jingling as a ring, the staggered planning could be seen in the distance, the lights were bright, and the ears could hear the laughter and laughter, and the sound of the piano. The sons of literati, the children of eunuchs, and the sons of rich families were all present, some raised their glasses and drank each other, some talked eloquently, some shouted loudly, and some chanted poems against each other.

At this time, the most eye-catching must be Bi Yuntao and Bi Gongzi, one of the four talents in Hubei Province. On the second floor, the platform seats, four people sat in it, chatting very happily, from time to time someone chanted a poem loudly, which immediately attracted the crowd downstairs to cheer in unison, and there was a girl's crazy scream. The other three couldn't help but praise it.

Xiao Yao spat on the ground, "What a bad poem, this dare to come out and be embarrassed, phew!" It really discredits the talented poets of ancient times. With that, he turned around and walked to the periphery. I wanted to come and see the excitement and pass the time of boredom, but I didn't expect to see such goods. Shame on everyone in the 21st century!

When night falls, walking on the embankment, looking at the lake and mountains, talented and beautiful, the painting boat on the lake has already been lit up with lanterns, and from time to time there is laughter and melodious piano sound. The scene in front of him reminded Xiao Yao of the Qinhuai River.

Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but chant softly: "The smoke cage is cold and the water is cold and the moon is long and sandy, and Qin Huai is close to the restaurant at night." The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings ** flowers across the river. This situation and this scene are in response to this poem. After chanting, he couldn't help but spit fiercely in the direction of those so-called talented people. As an angry young man in the 21st century, although Xiao Yao doesn't dare to say how high he is, he will never be like this group of stupid X's who know how to chant poetry all day long and kill time.

"Good poetry! Good poetry! Brother Tai's poem is really wonderful, a poem breaks the vicissitudes of the situation" A crisp voice came not far away. Xiao Yao looked for prestige, and saw a stunning boy in a pale yellow robe with a face like powder, clapping his palms and looking at him with a smile.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is stunning, even the male stars after the Korean stick plastic surgery are estimated to not be able to find a few comparable to him. I saw that he had bright eyes, trimmed eyebrows, bright lips, and fresh teeth. A white folding fan is placed diagonally on his waist, and standing there, there is a taste of being out of the world. Although Xiao Yao is narcissistic, he is still ashamed of the handsome son in front of him. Compared with the people I have seen before, there are less than one or two that can be compared.

Finally someone can find out that my brother is different, hehe, although I read Lao Du's poems. But I don't say, who knows, hehe.

Trees don't have bark, they will definitely die, people don't have face, and the world is invincible!

The son on the opposite side bowed slightly to Xiao Yao to say hello. But after carefully looking at Xiao Yao's outfit, he seemed to want to laugh, but he was afraid of being rude in front of others, so he could only hold back. Of course, Xiao Yao knew what this meant, and he didn't care much. Instead, he quipped: "Don't you look at my brother's dress very personally, don't be obsessed with my brother, my brother is just a legend" After speaking, he laughed out loud.

Shen Muqing didn't expect Xiao Yao to react like this, and even said such a very special sentence, but she was quite surprised, and read what Xiao Yao had just said, and laughed lightly. It's straightforward, but it's very interesting.

"Brother Tai is really interesting." Shen Muqing smiled.

Well? Does it sound like a woman? Women dressed as men often appear in novels, so they can't be bumped into by themselves so coincidentally, right? pondering in his heart, his eyes swept to the opposite child. 'Chest flat', and then look at the throat, 'Damn, it's MM'.

Shen Muqing saw Xiao Yao staring at her in a daze, not only did her face turn slightly red, but she was a little annoyed that this son was rude.

"It's getting late at night, I'll say goodbye here, and there will be a period later!" Shen Muqing pretended to leave calmly.

Looking at her disappearing into the vast sea of people, Xiao Yao smiled bitterly: "Damn, I was so late that I forgot to ask for my phone number and home address!" "I looked around and walked towards my home.

Xiao Yao came to this world and woke up lying on the kang with a thick quilt on his body. Listening to the aunt, he was found by the uncle who went up the mountain to cut wood, at that time he was lying unconscious next to a pine tree, and when he woke up, three days and three nights had passed.

The uncle and aunt depended on each other, nearly fifty years old, had no children and no daughters, and said that they were the original sons, who died in battle. The uncle earns some living expenses by chopping firewood and selling firewood, and the aunt usually does needlework for a well-known local Zhao family to make a living. After Xiao Yao woke up, he simply made up a few sentences about his situation and lived in his uncle's house. Although the family is relatively poor, they can still raise another family to eat.

Xiao Yao has a kind face, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a treacherous person, after a few days of getting along, the uncle and aunt think that Xiao Yao is quite sensible, so they keep him and treat him as their own son.

Xiao Yao could feel the sincerity and love of the two elders, and felt warm in his heart. In his previous life, he had never experienced being loved by his parents since he was a child, and in this life, Xiao Yao cherished this emotion even more.

When I got home, my uncle was chopping wood to sell at the market tomorrow, and my aunt was cooking dinner in front of the stove.

At dinner, the aunt put the food on the table and asked Xiao Yao, "Xiao Yao, have you ever read?" Xiao Yao didn't know why, so he definitely replied to the aunt, waiting for the aunt's words.

Xiao Yao listened to his aunt's words, and pondered for a while, he has been here for half a month, and it is not a matter to stay like this all the time, since God made a joke with him, he sent himself here, and gave himself the opportunity to start over, which just made up for the shortcomings of the previous life.

Okay, then let my brother experience life again in this life!

"Auntie, I thought about it and decided to be an escort. I'll go tomorrow," Xiao Yao, who had figured it out, suddenly felt a sense of relief. Save zài, even if it is reasonable. It doesn't matter why he let Lao Tzu come here, my brother just needs to live the life he longs for.