My name is Lin Wan, I am eighteen years old and I like to sleep.
When I woke up, the whole world called me ancestor.
In the math competition, I randomly filled in the answers to lost ancient books.
At the archaeological site, I pointed at the national treasure and said, "I made this fake."
On a top variety show, actor Jiang Zhuo greeted me and my fans scolded me for hype.
Until the night of exploring the haunted house, the thousand-year-old zombie king broke out of the coffin, and everyone was scared to death.
I stretched and pointed my fingers at the Zombie King: "Xiao Zhan, come here."
The zombie king fell to his knees, trembling.
The actor Jiang Zhuo silently took out a stack of talismans and stuffed them back into his pocket, looking at me with deep eyes:
"Ancestor, do you need some pendants? The kind that can warm the bed."
