Chapter 170: The Airport
(I'm not feeling well, I'm in the hospital now, I seem to have a fever because of my illness, and I'm waiting for the nucleic acid results.) The epidemic situation on our side is serious, so we have to wait until the nucleic acid results come out before we can go to the hospital for treatment, and try to take the mobile phone code word while waiting for the results here, but my head is dizzy because of the fever. For full attendance,I can only occupy a chapter of the pit first.,After the examination in the hospital.,Go back and then modify it to a normal chapter for everyone.。 )
(Thank you for your kind attention!) Wait for the illness to heal, adjust the state and add more to everyone. )
(The following content is that the first chapter of my book was not reviewed at that time, and I wrote a thousand words casually in order to pass the review, which is also considered new, so let's make do with it first.) )
"Where is this? Why am I here? ”
Yan Han opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat unfamiliar environment around him in a panic.
The white walls, the neat room, if you smell it carefully, you can still smell the surging fragrance in the room.
Doesn't this look like your own kennel?
Yan Han struggled to stand up, rubbed his head, which was a little sore from drinking, and was ready to take a look first to see where it was.
"Did that stinky boy from Gu Sheng bring me here? Doesn't it look like his home? Yan Han thought to himself as he got out of bed.
Yan Han was in a bad mood last night, so he found his brother Gu Sheng and pulled him to drink and chat with him.
Because I'm in a bad mood, I may have drunk a little too much in the cold, so much so that I didn't realize it later.
Originally, Yan Han thought that Gu Sheng would send himself home as usual.
Now it looks like he's thrown himself into an unknown place.
After Yan Han got out of bed, he took a closer look at the room.
If nothing else, this house is indeed much stronger than my own kennel.
Not only does it not have any particularly weird smell, but it is also very neat.
"I haven't heard that this stinky boy Gu Sheng has moved to a new house?" After looking around the house, Yan Han became more and more excited about what it would be like outside.
"Hey, Gu Sheng, Gu Sheng." Yan Han shouted as he walked outside.
Then, as soon as he walked to the door, Yan Han's head suddenly hurt again.
The kind that hurts so much.
"Ahhh Headache to the bitter cold directly lying on the ground rolling.
After a minute of pain, he finally collapsed to the ground in the cold of sweating profusely.
After a few more minutes, Yan Han opened his eyes.
After reopening his eyes, the cold was cold, and there was no confusion in his eyes.
In Yan Han's mind, there were suddenly two more memories.
The first segment is a clip of Gu Sheng sending himself home after he was drunk.
I saw that after Gu Sheng sent himself home, he covered himself with a quilt and thoughtfully put a glass of water on the bedside.
And then....
I got up in the middle of the night and accidentally spilled the water at the head of the bed.
Coincidentally, it happened to be spilled on the socket on the side.
Originally, the cold was a drunken state, and after getting out of bed, I stepped on the socket as soon as I slept, and then it was....
In the second paragraph, it was a person who looked exactly like Yan Han, who was also drinking, and then returned to the house by himself, accidentally hit his head into the corner of the wall, and then....
The second memory is not limited to these.
And a bunch of other information.
After Yan Han read this information, he knew that he should have crossed over.
Traveled to a parallel world.
It's a planet called Blue Star.
The culture and history here are different from those of my own place before.
The only thing that is the same is that the process of modernization is similar to that of my own side.
Others, in this memory read by the bitter cold, like those more famous singers or something, this world seems to be completely absent.
Wouldn't you be able to start your own life as a copyist?
Yan Han suddenly thought excitedly.
But Yan Han recalled it carefully, and found that he couldn't remember the songs of his previous time at all.
Just remember the names of those singers.
For example, jay, jj, Eason,
However, it's limited to remembering names.
The cold man is stupid.
"Hey, Moses Moses, is the system there? Is there a system? ”
"Where is this? Why am I here? ”
Yan Han opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat unfamiliar environment around him in a panic.
The white walls, the neat room, if you smell it carefully, you can still smell the surging fragrance in the room.
Doesn't this look like your own kennel?
Yan Han struggled to stand up, rubbed his head, which was a little sore from drinking, and was ready to take a look first to see where it was.
"Did that stinky boy from Gu Sheng bring me here? Doesn't it look like his home? Yan Han thought to himself as he got out of bed.
Yan Han was in a bad mood last night, so he found his brother Gu Sheng and pulled him to drink and chat with him.
Because I'm in a bad mood, I may have drunk a little too much in the cold, so much so that I didn't realize it later.
Originally, Yan Han thought that Gu Sheng would send himself home as usual.
Now it looks like he's thrown himself into an unknown place.
After Yan Han got out of bed, he took a closer look at the room.
If nothing else, this house is indeed much stronger than my own kennel.
Not only does it not have any particularly weird smell, but it is also very neat.
"I haven't heard that this stinky boy Gu Sheng has moved to a new house?" After looking around the house, Yan Han became more and more excited about what it would be like outside.
"Hey, Gu Sheng, Gu Sheng." Yan Han shouted as he walked outside.
Then, as soon as he walked to the door, Yan Han's head suddenly hurt again.
The kind that hurts so much.
"Ahhh Headache to the bitter cold directly lying on the ground rolling.
After a minute of pain, he finally collapsed to the ground in the cold of sweating profusely.
After a few more minutes, Yan Han opened his eyes.
After reopening his eyes, the cold was cold, and there was no confusion in his eyes.
In Yan Han's mind, there were suddenly two more memories.
The first segment is a clip of Gu Sheng sending himself home after he was drunk.
I saw that after Gu Sheng sent himself home, he covered himself with a quilt and thoughtfully put a glass of water on the bedside.
And then....
I got up in the middle of the night and accidentally spilled the water at the head of the bed.
Coincidentally, it happened to be spilled on the socket on the side.
Originally, the cold was a drunken state, and after getting out of bed, I stepped on the socket as soon as I slept, and then it was....
In the second paragraph, it was a person who looked exactly like Yan Han, who was also drinking, and then returned to the house by himself, accidentally hit his head into the corner of the wall, and then....
The second memory is not limited to these.
And a bunch of other information.
After Yan Han read this information, he knew that he should have crossed over.
Traveled to a parallel world.
It's a planet called Blue Star.
The culture and history here are different from those of my own place before.
The only thing that is the same is that the process of modernization is similar to that of my own side.
Others, in this memory read by the bitter cold, like those more famous singers or something, this world seems to be completely absent.
Wouldn't you be able to start your own life as a copyist?
Yan Han suddenly thought excitedly.
But Yan Han recalled it carefully, and found that he couldn't remember the songs of his previous time at all.
Just remember the names of those singers.
For example, jay, jj, Eason,
However, it's limited to remembering names.
The cold man is stupid.
"Hey, Moses Moses, is the system there? Is there a system? ”
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Chapter 170: Free Reading at the Airport.