Chapter 9: The Poet
"Lin Jie, you're so fat, don't exercise much, let's go, play basketball with us!"
"The girl who said I was going to introduce you last time has been waiting for you, and I'm going to be angry if you don't go. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ infoโ
"What can you do if you stay at home every day? In the future, we will all be fathers, and you will not be alone. โ
A few familiar faces are the friends who Lin Jie grew up with.
Lin Jie just wanted to agree to them, but they glanced back at Lin Jie, with a look of hatred on their faces, and they ignored him, turned around and left with a smile.
Lin Jie wanted to take a step to chase, but he couldn't lift his legs, and when he wanted to shout loudly, his vocal cords couldn't make a sound, Lin Jie was in a cold sweat, and he felt that the whole person was going crazy.
"Xiaojie, why are you here alone? Lin Jie looked back and saw a pair of middle-aged men and women standing not far away, looking at him anxiously.
They stood at the entrance to the small park in the neighborhood where they lived.
"Dad!Mom!Why are you?" Lin Jie couldn't believe his eyes, threw the thing in his hand to the ground, and ran over.
"You kid, you have only been like this for a few days?" Lin Jie's mother patted him on the back lovingly as before. Lin Jie looked down and saw that his slightly bulging belly was exactly what he looked like on earth.
Lin Jie smiled: "Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Seeing Lin Jie's coquettish appearance, Lin Jie's mother smiled.
"How old are you and still coquettish with your mother?" said her mother with a happy face.
Dad kept laughing, but he didn't say a word. Dad is a person who doesn't like to talk and can't express.
"By the way, Mom, my notebook is okay?" Lin Jie suddenly remembered his laptop that stored countless materials.
Lin Jie's mother smiled slightly: "Where do we dare to move your things, they have been left there, and no one has moved." โ
Lin Jie was excited, the laptop was almost his lifeline, he didn't seem to have heard the keyboard crackling for a long time, the videos and games in the computer, and the technology on the earth that he was most fascinated by.
"By the way, Xiaojie, where have you been these days?" his mother suddenly looked gloomy and looked at him coldly.
"Where have you gone, where have you gone......" Lin Jie muttered and repeated, with a suspicious look on his face.
"Battle Soul Master, War God Temple, Origin Soul Power Test ......" strange terms suddenly appeared in his mind, Lin Jie's heart was extremely frightened, and his whole brain instantly became messy.
Lin Jie looked up at his parents suddenly, and the two of them looked at him expressionlessly. Suddenly, the two looked at Lin Jie with a strange look, and then their entire faces began to gradually distort and deform.
"Dad!Mom!" Lin Jie's mournful call seemed to echo in space, and his entire brain became empty. Lin Jie sat up straight suddenly, and his clothes were soaked through cold sweat.
"Xiaojie! Xiaojie!" an old voice called anxiously in Lin Jie's ear.
Lin Jie gradually came back to his senses, everything in front of him slowly became clear, and an old face appeared in front of him.
"Grandpa!" Seeing his grandfather standing in front of him, Lin Jie was a little crying when he spoke.
"Are you dreaming of dad and mom again?" Grandpa stroked Lin Jie's hair lovingly, with a deep look of pity in his eyes.
Lin Jie nodded slightly, mumbled, and didn't speak.
Grandpa sighed and didn't speak, and only said after a long time: "Didn't pass the original soul power test?"
Lin Jie felt very frustrated, didn't look up, nodded again, and said, "Hmm!" He didn't take out the registration card for self-financed students, he knew that his grandfather couldn't afford it at all.
"It doesn't matter if you don't become a war soul master, there are many ways to succeed in your life!" Grandpa paced lightly in the hut.
Lin Jie's heart moved, and he suddenly thought, "Yes, why do you have to become a Battle Soul Master? I have more than 20 years of life experience and knowledge on the earth, if I can present some things on the earth to this world, maybe the light will be even more dazzling than any War Soul Master!"
Lin Jie's face turned slightly pale, nodded and said, "I know, grandpa, you can rest assured." โ
Grandpa smiled, this child is still very sensible.
In the following days, in the eyes of his grandfather, Lin Jie was no different from usual, but he was silent a lot. Sometimes Lin Jie became a little eccentric, constantly writing and drawing on papyrus, writing many strange symbols, and he didn't know what it meant.
Whenever he saw Lin Jie writing and painting there, Grandpa felt a little worried, but when he talked to Lin Jie, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Lin Jie.
"Why can't you remember?" Lin Jie patted his head with his hand, sighed, and threw the straw paper that had been written with strange symbols in two balls and threw it into the trash can on the side.
Of course, those symbols are not the heavenly books created by Lin Jie, but the formulas of mathematics, physics, chemistry and other scientific knowledge on the earth. Lin Jie is also a scholarly figure in his more than 20 years of memory on the earth, but there is no information to check when he comes to this world, and there is no computer and the Internet, so it is almost impossible for him to remember all that knowledge.
Lin Jie has been reminiscing about the higher education he has received on Earth these days, wanting to see what knowledge he can use in this world. Even if he can't make a mobile phone or a computer, even if he makes a pistol, it's enough to gain a foothold in this world!
After these days of understanding, this world does not even have the most basic industry, let alone machine tools and other equipment for making guns. If you really want to build a gun, I'm afraid you'll have to start with ironmaking step by step.
Lin Jie sighed, extremely helpless, but that expression did not match his body, which looked like he was only seven or eight years old, and seven or eight years old should have been the most innocent and carefree age.
"I hate less when the book is used!" Lin Jie muttered to himself again.
"When the book is used, I hate it less!" A person pushed the door and walked in, and naturally only grandpa could enter the house without knocking on the door, Lin Jie quickly stood up.
Grandpa looked Lin Jie up and down carefully, as if it was not his little grandson in front of him at all, and only said after a while: "Xiaojie, what you said is really incisive, if it weren't for grandpa watching you grow up, he would almost think that you are a poet." โ
Lin Jie smiled awkwardly, a flush flew on his face, and said, "Grandpa, where am I a poet?" He just wanted to say that this was a famous quote that someone else had said, and suddenly thought that he had grown up with his grandfather in Xiaoye Village since he was a child, and those villagers in Xiaoye Village couldn't say such things.
Grandpa stared at Lin Jie again, thinking that he was a little shy, so he comforted him and said, "Xiaojie, in addition to the War Soul Master in this world, there are actually many professions that are also very respected and chased, such as poets. โ
"Poet?" Lin Jie said in surprise.
"When the book is used, I hate it less! Okay, wonderful! This sentence can't be written by ordinary poets, and presumably Du Bai, the most famous poet on the mainland, can't write it!" Grandpa's face was extremely happy, as if he had picked up some treasure.
"Poet!" Lin Jie shook his head, he was also an authentic science student on earth, but he had never thought of becoming a poet, he knew that he didn't have that kind of talent.