[Cp undecided] [Two male protagonists, keep out the thunder] [Conan's happy people]
What I wrote in advance:
——Self-produced food, insufficient writing skills, this is a comfort to myself when I am in a literary shortage, so please don't scold me if there is OOC.
——The timeline may be messed up, so play with Jingguang.
——Write whatever comes to mind, and it might turn into an imaginative essay in the end.
——The introduction is incompetent and may not have much to do with the content.
Here is the introduction:
As an expert in exporting language and culture, Tom became famous on the Internet and was positioned as a comedy anchor. Once he caught up with the trend, he came to the extremely unscientific world of science. I originally wanted to return to my old career, learn some foreign languages, and eat some foreign food (actually it was a golden finger distributed by the system), but I didn't expect that I understood seven things, six things, and still didn't understand anything.
Oh, but our dear Tom will not give up so easily. The cheap tutor he found has a cat eye, cooks delicious food, speaks well, and has a good but annoying black colleague, which is perfect. Tom and the Whiskey group began a dire journey of teaching words.
But! Why are all whiskeys fake? Hey! ! !
When he stood next to Scotland again, he was faced with Scotland's already cold body. This was an outcome he had not expected. He thought he could change Scotland's outcome with his own powers.
Obviously, obviously the other three are already alive, why...
Scotland's ending is up to me. Tom clenched his fists and gained Scotland's resurrection at a huge cost.
When he woke up again seven years later, he opened his eyes and saw four men surrounding him, and his eyes went dark.
Small Theater: Tom: "Pan!" A pan fell from the sky and hit a certain silver on the head. Tom: "I can explain!!!" Mr. Zhangzhi: "Go to hell."
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It's another sunny day. Tom: "HEAL. Huhu, it hurts and flies away." He had a helpless face.
Intention: Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes