Qian Jun politely declined Li Fangfei's invitation.

Of course, he refused to get into the beautiful woman's car, even if the beautiful woman was a teacher.

Although he can't afford to buy a car, his self-esteem is not weaker than that of any car owner, on the contrary, his self-esteem is stronger than ordinary people. I can't afford it, and I don't take someone else's car.

In the same way, he would not eat the meal that Teacher Li invited, just as he refused to accept He Qinghui's generous help in the game.

Li Fangfei naturally didn't have to invite this boy to dinner, and when she saw Qian Jun shirking it, she didn't force it, smiled and turned around and walked to the car.

It's just that at the same time as she turned around, Qian Jun suddenly asked, "Mr. Li, do you know what's going on on Xia Ke Island?"

Li Fangfei immediately stopped, turned around, and said in surprise: "Don't you know Xia Ke Island?" and then suddenly said: "Well, with your age, if no one has told you, then it is normal for you not to know Xia Ke Island." ”

Qian Jun felt that if he had to find someone near the school to ask what was going on on Xia Ke Island, he would have no choice but Li Fangfei, and this matter was related to Aya's sorrow and past, and he couldn't ask Aya directly, so he asked again: "Teacher Li, can you tell me about it?"

Li Fangfei nodded first and then showed embarrassment: "It's okay to talk about it, but this matter is a long story, I can't just stand on the side of the road and tell you, right? Do you really want to know?" Seeing Qian Jun nodding, he pointed to his hovering car: "You get in the car, and I'll tell you." ”

Qian Jun was helpless, he had to figure out this matter, so he had to get into Mr. Li's car.

The dark fragrance floating in the carriage is a smell that is very different from Aya's tea fragrance, but it is also relatively good, which makes Qian Jun feel happy. Li Fangfei pressed the button of automatic driving, and the car began to move forward slowly, maintaining the same distance from the car in front.

Qian Jun's martial soul was cut into two sections by the door, one was left in Li Fangfei's carriage, and the other stayed in the car of Ilik and the two men, which showed the magic of the martial soul even more.

Qian Supreme once said that the martial soul has a very peculiar advantage compared with the divine consciousness of the cultivator, that is, once the divine consciousness is cut off, it will lose the induction at the other end, while the martial soul is not afraid of closed cutting, and the martial soul that is "cut off" by the car door still has the ability to detect the surrounding supernatural spirits.

Of course, with Qian Jun's current heat, as long as Li Fangfei's car is more than a few hundred meters away from the car behind, a piece of martial spirit behind will be wiped out. And if you practice to the realm of Lao Qian, even if you are in the fairy world, separated from the earth by an endless void, a wisp of remnant soul left on the earth can still sense the changes in the surrounding environment.

The car that Ilick was riding in was also moving slowly, four cars away from Li Fangfei's car, and the martial soul who stayed in the car of course still maintained the ability to see and hear, and he heard a thin man say: "God has mercy on our brothers, and has prepared a big beauty for us to die in the world, the old rule, I sleep four days a week." ”

The other thin man didn't obey: "Why, why do I always sleep for three days?"

The former said: ", it's been a long time, our Sanhe Gang has set the rules for so many years, and you still haven't figured it out?"

The latter said: "This still needs to be studied? Who doesn't know that four days is one day more than three days? The last time we slept with that slut was you four and me three, this time we have to change, I four and you three!"

"Change, change, fool, why don't you say that the girls are yours for a few days every month?"

"Huh, I can't do it in those days!"

"Why can't you do it? Why don't you do it, I'll do it!"

......

Qian Jun knew that these two people were from the Triad Gang, but he was a little confused by their obscene words, after all, this was a joke that he had never heard of since he was a child, and it was still a strange field for a pure teenager like him, but what he could basically understand was that the two goods in the back aimed at Li Fangfei and tried to forcibly take possession, and he couldn't help but curse shamelessly.

Li Fangfei didn't know that she had been "divided" by someone, and asked: "You studied the history of the earth in middle school, do you know what major events happened in 2249 AD?"

Of course Qian Jun knows.

He is a scholar, almost all the courses he has studied will become his own knowledge, astronomy, geography, history and other disciplines are basically organically integrated by him, forming a huge comprehensive book in memory, even those literary and historical materials that are relatively isolated horizontally or vertically, can be sealed in the corner of memory, and immediately appear in the mind when needed.

He immediately replied: "The biggest thing that happened in 2249 was probably the super tsunami in the East China Sea of the former China Sea at 24°N latitude and 123°E longitude. After the tsunami subsided, scientists from various countries before the earth rushed to the area to investigate, but they disappeared mysteriously one after another, and no one survived. For this reason, the area was named the Ryukyu Devil's Triangle, which is known as the Bermuda Devil's Triangle. ”

Li Fangfei looked at Qian Jun with appreciation, and said: "No wonder you always dare to sleep in my class, this historical foundation is indeed solid." ”

Qian Jun said modestly: "Actually, I'm not really sleeping, I'm just lying on the table to concentrate more on listening to your lecture." ”

Li Fangfei lightly gave Qian Jun a pink fist, "Cut! Say you're fat, don't you? Even if you don't sleep, but you're lying on the table, how can you read the text content on the projection courseware?"

Qian Jun only felt that there seemed to be an electric current burning through the place where his left arm was hit, and he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart, the martial soul could see that such a thing as a blackboard could not be said, and he hurriedly changed the topic and said: "You haven't told me what is going on on Xia Ke Island." ”

Li Fangfei nodded and said: "What you have learned in school is the same as what we teachers talk about in class, it is all official history, that is, things that are officially written into history books, but in order to be able to grasp all aspects of history, we who teach history need to study history, and to study history, in addition to archaeology and reading archaeological documents, we also need to refer to some wild history and even legends." ”

Qian Jun nodded, the stone of his mountain can attack jade, he understands this truth.

A haze appeared in Li Fangfei's Danfeng eyes, as if she was looking at the dust through the clouds of history, "Legend has it that the mountain that rose on the surface of the East China Sea in 2249 and sank mysteriously in 2298 is Xia Ke Island. ”

Qian Junqi said: "Oh, wasn't that mountain named Dongtai Mountain by Huaguo? I know the subsidence of Dongtai Mountain." But I really didn't know that this mountain was Xia Ke Island. ”

Li Fangfei said: "Actually, it doesn't matter what a rising and sinking mountain is called, the important thing is that the three words of Xia Ke Island represent a new force, because this force has advanced anti-nuclear weapons, stirring up the general trend of the world, leading to a world war that swept the world, and then the demise of various regimes, and the birth of a new unified regime, the Galactic Alliance." ”

Seeing Qian Jun's stunned gaze, Li Fangfei paused and explained, "This kind of thing can't be written into the cosmic history of the Galactic Federation. ”

Ever since mankind had politics, history has been history in the service of politics.

It is the instinct of any regime built on any race. Only the glamorous, beautiful, and admirable things of posterity will be recorded in history, and those dark, ugly, dirty, and despised will not be recorded, but also forbidden to be commented on by the contemporaries, so that they will rot in that era and turn into the manure of history, so as to breed new history.