On the first day of the first semester of high school, Bai Xing had a dream.
The details in the dream - whether it's smells, feelings, or talking to others are extremely real.
It's like a real world.
Well... If you want to say that...
"It hurts!"
Bai Xing was so painful that he almost burst into tears.
The identity in the dream was Lin Ancient Qing Dynasty Lady Yu. Bai Xing rubbed the red skin that he pinched in the worried eyes of the personal maid: "Is the lady stupid?"
But Bai Xing was in no mood to care about his maid's thoughts.
The first time I had a dream, I thought that Bai Xing, who had traveled through time, was filled with thoughts of "I want to die, I want to die, I want to die."
"Put me back, I can't live without my phone and WiFi! They need me!"
Then, when night falls, the new traveler lies in bed and worries about whether he can go back to school.
I just entered high school! I haven't taken the college entrance examination yet!
The next day, I started at eight o'clock. I was late on the first day and was scolded by the teacher...
Please make it clear, it turns out that this is a setting where two worlds interpenetrate each other in a dream.
In order not to be regarded as a monster and madman in ancient times, Bai Xing needs to play the life of an ancient lady.
Well, that's right, apart from the fact that her soul came over, she had no other problems in ancient times. Just playing the role of a good lady is not easy.
What's the point of traveling through time?
Nothing gained at all!
Bai Xing stretched out his "scarred" fingers: Being forced to learn embroidery counts.
It's one more skill!
Although she doesn't really want this skill.
In order to synchronize her time, she even had to apply to her teacher for morning and evening self-study classes when she was not in high school.
Learning progress lags behind others
Bai Xing, who needs crazy tutoring during the day: I have a curse word that I don't know whether to say or not.
Perhaps his resentment "moved" God, Bai Xing, who fell asleep while doing his homework on the table, fell asleep holding a pen.
After waking up, I stared at the white line of the pen that was incompatible with the ancient world. I turned my eyes and took aim at the AK reflecting the cold metallic luster.
It doesn't matter whether you can get it or not.
If you can bring it here...
Oh, aren't things getting exciting?
Purpose: Yearn for a better life at all times