Something like a journal written by a bored person.
It's a bit off-putting, a bit brainless, and has no clear main line. This is Little Bear's brand new attempt.
Say something serious!
A very ordinary person who was admitted to an ordinary university and studied an ordinary major. Facing the most difficult graduation season in history means that graduation means unemployment. But just when he was extremely anxious, the old man on the roadside suddenly said to him: "Young man, I see your bones are amazing, you are a plastic person."
Such familiar yet unreliable words, I really don't want to pay much attention to this person. But as soon as I turned around, I found that everything around me had changed. Time travel? Which dynasty is this, where am I, who am I, what kind of job should I find, how can I support myself? Thinking about a series of questions makes my brain hurt...
Intention: No intention, just for fun