As the youngest history professor, I traveled through the Qin Dynasty and invented paper.
Zu Long held the paper and sneered: "How can this rag record national policies?"
I wrote "Sun Tzu's Art of War" silently on the spot, and he immediately named me the imperial censor.
Seven hundred years later, my student Liu Che held up the horseshoe I modified and said, "Teacher, can this thing really crush the Huns?"
Another thousand years later, Liu Yong and Su Shi both fell drunk and wrote inscriptions in my restaurant.
But when I lifted up my dying lover, I realized that eternal life is an endless prison.
A modern archaeological team pried open an ancient tomb——
"Wait a minute! What's in the hand of the jade figurine is... A Coca-Cola can?"
