Once she fell into a well, she fell from the abyss of the Prime Minister's Mansion into the fireworks world of the 1990s.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw oil fumes, tapes, tube towers, and a report card of "last place" - the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, instantly transformed into a feared girl in the county town.
He has a full level of classical talent, but he has to learn how to plug in a rice cooker first; he can speak well, but he is first regarded as a "god" by his neighbor's aunt.
She thought she was a phoenix in trouble, but only the people around her suffered from the second disease.
Until the first monthly exam, when others were scratching their heads and scratching their heads, she conveniently wrote "The Analects of Confucius" into a composition. The teacher was so excited that she slapped the table: Save the number one candidate!
When her neighbors quarreled over the water room, she brought a cup of tea and said a few words, turning the battlefield into a tea party - a harem battle with level 10 players, reducing the dimensionality to attack a small county town.
Since then, there has been a legend in the county:
"That girl is so weird, but she can turn the dead into living, and the poor into rich."
And she just wants to find out:
Should we find a way home first, or should we simply turn this road into our own golden avenue?
