Rice country, new gold mountain, Chinatown, Zhen Fan Guoshu Museum.

As usual, after the morning's teaching assignment, Bruce and several other assistant coaches in the gym went to the panda fast food next door for lunch.

After all, such a training hall that teaches Chinese kung fu, if people of other colors come to teach, it is difficult to reflect professionalism and attract enough kung fu enthusiasts to pay to visit and pay to learn.

However, after all, there are not many full-fledged instructors who are proficient in Chinese kung fu, and in most cases, it is the assistant coaches who teach the students to learn kung fu.

The TA naturally had less strict skin tones, Bruce's black, matte black, and his colleagues had a freckled purebred white man, a brown-colored mulatto, and a big brother Moxie with brown and red skin...... Except for the beardless Middle Easterners, it includes almost all of the people of color in the country.

Panda's restaurant has always been quick to order, and in less than two minutes, Bruce's plate has an extra serving of walnut shrimp, a serving of broccoli beef, and a fried noodles with teriyaki sauce.

Finding an empty table, Bruce sat down with a few familiar colleagues, picked up spoons and forks, and began to eat.

When we eat together, we can't help but chat.

Swallowing a mouthful of sweet and greasy shrimp, Bruce spoke first: "Have you noticed that there seem to be a lot fewer students in the hall recently?" ”

"yes." The curly-haired sister Moxi's colleague on the opposite side agreed: "There used to be at least thirty or forty people on the weekend, but today it seems that there are less than twenty." ”

"It's not all about the damn Tianang Company." The white colleague diagonally opposite looked resentful: "Originally, the "Virtual Training Hall" had a great impact on our physical martial arts halls, and now it has been updated and the training classification has been refined, and there are more than 100 different genres to choose from in 'Kung Fu' alone." People can get Bruce in their dreams now? Lee's personal guidance, why spend money on our amateur coaches? ”

"If this continues, our Zhen Fan National Art Hall won't go out of business, right?" A mixed-race colleague next to him expressed concern.

"Who knows." The white colleague said that he didn't take it to heart: "It's a big deal to find a job again, although it is difficult to find a job in reality, there are still many opportunities in the virtual reality world, if I really lay off employees, I plan to try to be a virtual anchor......"

"It's good to be a virtual anchor." Bruce nodded: "I just like to eat in "Gluttonous Pavilion" while watching live broadcasts, there should be quite a lot of people like me, but the competition pressure in this industry is a little greater......"

"Oh, yes." The mixed-race colleague next to him interrupted him and picked up a piece of chicken on the plate: "Speaking of "Gluttonous Pavilion", do you know what layer this 'orange chicken' is on? How can I not find it? I've reached the third level now, is it on the fourth level? ”

"Haha, you don't understand this." Sister Moxi's colleague laughed: ""Gluttonous Pavilion" is full of Chinese cuisine, although Panda Fast Food claims to be a Chinese fast food restaurant, but in fact it is all improved, more inclined to our taste, Chinese people generally do not eat, and do not admit that these are Chinese dishes, so there are no these dishes in "Gluttonous Pavilion", but there is a dish similar to "Orange Chicken", called ...... Called...... Right! The soup is very difficult to write, and I will check it on my phone and tell you that the taste is similar to that of 'orange chicken', but it is not so sweet, and it is made of lean pork......"

The white colleague next to him also interjected: ""Gluttonous Pavilion" is indeed a good thing, the only fly in the ointment, it is all Chinese cuisine, some of the dishes taste very weird, very spicy, very sour, I don't like it very much, and ...... I just don't understand, now that so much software in the virtual reality world has been updated, why doesn't "Gluttonous Pavilion" be updated? For example, add some of our rice dishes......"

"Hahaha, although our country is very strong, when it comes to food, it is still too poor, except for hamburgers and hot dog fries, there is really nothing new." Bruce laughed, "I still prefer to eat Chinese food." ”

A white colleague retorted: "Our rice cuisine is not good, and it does not mean that the dishes of other countries are not good, such as French cuisine, grilled snails, creamy mushroom soup, matsutake foie gras, etc., are all delicious, and the sushi of Fuso is also good......

……

After talking about food for a while, everyone ate about the same things on their plates, but it was still early before the afternoon work, and everyone continued to chat.

"What games have you been playing lately?" Sister Moxi's colleague picked up the conversation: "I've been bored playing alone lately, why don't you play together at night?" ”

"I've been playing Harmony League right now, fighting criminals!" The mixed-race colleague replied: "As you all know, I just watched Bruce Lee's "The Green Hornet" before I entered the Guoshu Hall to learn Jeet Kune Do, I like the feeling of guarding the city and fighting criminals very much, but I still prefer to play alone." ”

"Don't ask me about this, I promised Linda, I have to be with her in my dreams at night." White colleagues shrugged and equally refused.

"Oh, by the way, there seems to be a new game recently, what's it called...... Yes, "That Year, Goryeo", have you ever been there? A mixed-race colleague diverted the subject.

"Oh, I know that game is about the Korean War between us and Hwasuk more than seventy years ago, and I played with Linda for hours." The white colleague nodded: "How to say it, it and the Mission? Summoning, "Battle? Games like "Earth" are different, although they do show this war very realistically, so that you don't feel like you're playing a game at all, but its pace is too slow. Time passes at the same rate as in the real world, so the vast majority of the time, you're on the road, in the car, moving things, and there's very little time to actually fight, specifically, you play for hours without getting a single bullet, and the game process is just too boring. I think ......"

While the white colleagues were gushing and analyzing, Bruce's thoughts drifted to decades ago.

He remembers that when he was very young, as a child, he had also heard the term "Goryeo War".

……

One day, Bruce remembers running up to the attic and rummaging around to open a dusty box containing a dark green military uniform, two badges, and a photo album full of yellowed photographs.

The main character in the album is his grandfather, young, tall, strong, wearing a crisp military uniform, sometimes with a gun, sometimes leaning on a gun, sometimes standing on a tank, looking indescribably heroic and handsome.

It's just that when Bruce pestered his grandfather and wanted to hear him tell him about his glorious deeds back then, his grandfather was always silent for a long time.

Bruce didn't understand that since his grandfather could get two glorious badges, he must have made a meritorious service, but why didn't his grandfather want to praise his former glory?

His grandfather died when Bruce was very young, and Bruce remembers him very little, except that he was a taciturn, but helpful, courageous and determined old man, completely different from the other old black men in the community who were hooligan criminals in their youth.

He still vividly remembers that one winter day by the fire, he was still pestering his grandfather to tell stories, and his grandfather stroked his hair with his big warm hand, and then muttered: "Bruce, you don't understand, it's too cold there, it's too cold......"

Through some documentaries, Bruce knew that Goryeo was indeed cold that year, but he didn't understand why a man like his grandfather, such a heroic soldier, would be afraid of the cold.

……

Bruce didn't join in the chat of his colleagues, and the afternoon teaching was a little distracted.

When he got home in the evening and took a shower, Bruce immediately lay down on the bed and put on his helmet.

A familiar sense of trance and weightlessness.

Bruce doesn't usually play a lot of virtual reality games, and many games are not downloaded.

After a little checking, sure enough, in the [Installable Virtual Reality Game] bar displayed on the holographic screen, there is an additional game called "That Year, Goryeo".

The download of the game was very fast, and after a while, the game's icon lit up, which was the map of the Goryeo Peninsula in the box.

Without hesitating, Bruce just clicked.

The aperture in front of the bed lit up.

"Please go into the aperture and start character matching."

"Character matchmaking is complete, and you're about to enter the game:...... 5，4，3，2，1”

It's a familiar sense of trance and weightlessness.

Bruce opened his eyes, his eyes lit up, and his voice was jumbled.

This should be a military camp, Bruce saw the spread of the past, at least hundreds of army green cloth tents in the distance, countless soldiers wearing dark green military uniforms and carrying rifles on their backs shuttled between the tents.

Beneath his feet was soft ground, probably a little muddy from the rain, and a truck with a wagon of soldiers drove by, followed by three tanks with towering barrels.

Someone was shouting something in the distance, and several soldiers were wiping a cannon with a white rag, but unfortunately Bruce was not military enough to recognize what model this cannon was.

The sky was a little overcast, but with a whistling sound, a jet flew through the gloomy clouds, leaving a long column of air into the distance......

This is the battlefield...... This is war...... This feeling...... This vibe...... It's so real! I feel like I'm feeling a little passionate.

Well, I know that the other side is Chinese, and I have many Chinese friends in reality, but war is war, and I am now a glorious Milligian soldier, and I will not be soft-hearted for the sake of the United States!

Just as Bruce was looking left and right, and at the same time full of emotion, a commanding rebuke came from behind him:

", come here!"