Transmigrating to the Future: It's Tough Being a Man

Recalling the process of reading this book, I probably started reading it in junior high school, then continued reading it in high school, and now I have graduated from college. I stopped a few times and changed the starting point several times. When I reached more than a thousand chapters, I stopped pursuing it. I wanted to gain some weight and kept pursuing it, but then I forgot to pursue it because of my studies.                                                                                                   all all all all all have all started to change. Of course, I also discovered many small details that I had not noticed and ignored before, and I also saw many pitfalls waving at me.                                                          We have been pursuing for so many years, it is not easy to be a book fan, and it is not easy to be a wife, so now I am a complete fan of Buddhism. If the wife updates, take a look, if the wife does not update, wait, or keep fattening up, and read again later. Maybe I caught up with the latest update this time, and then I stopped chasing it and continued to read it. I didn't find it troublesome to watch it again that day. Instead, I enjoyed it and was not anxious. Buddhist fans are like this. Of course, it is impossible to forget. Even if I stopped following it for a few years, this book still exists in my favorites on various book viewing software. It's absolutely amazing to read it again, my wife praised it. No matter how she writes it or when it ends, it doesn't matter to me. I know that this book has stayed with me for many years. Every character in the book has flesh and blood (of course Mr. Lan is the most handsome, there is no refutation). Watching them cry, watching them laugh, watching them grow, from little ones in the Scout Academy to responsible soldiers, fighting bravely on the battlefield. The family affection, friendship, love, and the light in their eyes have never extinguished. Of course, the one I love the most is Mr. Lan, he makes me cry. Madam, keep up the good work, Ling Tianjun will always support you.

Here's some news in advance. According to the current update rate, this book will probably be completed next year, so the daily part may be relatively small, and the main plot will be completed first.

Have a bubble, may everyone have good luck in the Year of the Rabbit

Ling Lan actually always felt that she was missing something, but she couldn't tell what it was. Maybe she is too lonely, she thought. She avoided letting herself become cold in many battles, but this seemed to be uncontrollable, and the soft heart in her previous life became numb unconsciously. I don't have the extra energy to be a hero. Just taking care of my own affairs is enough to exhaust me. Ling Lan was soaking in the medicinal bath to repair her body, and this sentence popped into her mind. I originally wanted to be a hero, a superman who saves the world. When will the days of hiding that you are actually a woman come to an end? She looked at the blank ceiling above her head and thought aimlessly that only at this time could she relax a little and think about things she had never thought of. For example, she didn't dare to think deeply about why she had to "become a male" in order to inherit her meritorious deeds. When she thought about it, she was afraid that she would fall into infinite despair, not only for the world, but also for herself. "Indifference is her disguise, ruthlessness is her coat." Ling Lan once read a sentence describing the heroine in her previous life. As time passed, she felt that it could not be more suitable to apply to herself. Occasionally when she was taking a breather between trainings, she thought about finding someone to rely on. However, as she became stronger and stronger, she understood one thing more and more deeply - only believe in yourself. "I can't think about it anymore," Ling Lan closed her eyes, forcing herself to take the fragility back into her heart, and then tied it with heavy shackles, "Let's think about something happy." In fact, she still had happy days shining with golden sunshine, but that was too short-lived, and she was the happiness that was pushed away by her own hands. She should have had a group of true friends, but... Ling Lan didn't want those slightly immature and innocent children to get involved in this whirlpool, it would be too dangerous. And if something happens, she won't be able to protect them. If something happens to them, she will definitely blame herself. Since the soul is already an adult, it should not be as childish as a child. Ling Lan became a loner with no friends or lover. She is still very strong. She is as strong as Qi Long, the No. 1 In the grade, has personally admitted. She is far less powerful than Qi Long. However, she is willing to be ranked second, making all eyes only focus on Qi Long. "That's good." Qi Long asked her why she didn't fight him. Ling Lan just touched the empty palm and said calmly. Qi Long couldn't understand it. Later he learned that there was an idiom called "keep a low profile and bide your time." Linglan's situation back then was like a person walking on a tightrope over an abyss. If he was not careful, he might fall into the abyss. She can't be too weak to let them give up on her; she can't be too strong to let them be afraid of her - she is just a sharp blade pointed at the enemy, never pointed at the master. They called Ling Xiao's son a high-speed killing machine. She had heard their private discussions, but this title did not make any waves in her heart. She hated Ling Xiao. She could not forgive him for leaving, but she could not resent the wife who did not hesitate to let her daughter dress in men's clothing in order to preserve her husband's achievements. Lan Luofeng was kind to her, very good. But which girl didn't dream of being a princess when she was a child? She once fantasized about wearing a skirt, that light and dreamy white tutu, which became an obsession of hers. It's no longer necessary. Linglan's value should not be limited by a dress. She is a sharp blade and a machine, but she is not an orchid. A gentleman is as indifferent as jade. Ling Lan also imagined returning to the life of an ordinary person, but her heart told her clearly that she did not want to. She longed for rights and strength. Perhaps she worked hard to get the crown in order to protect her family at first, but human greed is never satisfied - she didn't know. Maybe she wanted to use this to fill the emptiness in her heart, the area called "emotion". The highest peak of power is very cold, but it looks down upon all living beings. "I want to become very strong, very strong, and have the ability to protect my beloved." Ling Lan has not forgotten the oath she made. The Ling family has been the source of Ling Lan's courage to swing forward for a long time, but that God of War suddenly came back one day. "I'm back." Like a husband and father returning from a business trip, Ling Xiao said to his wife and "son". But Ling Lan watched them embrace like an outsider, with only one thought in her mind: "He's back, so what's the point of my existence?" Ling Lan was very confused. She had never experienced such a sensational scene. Even after experiencing the care of Ling Xiao in the inheritance space, her father was still just a symbol in her life. She had never had a living life standing in front of her like this. Or... Ling Lan remembered the tired eyes of her parents and brother in her previous life. In reality, she turned around and quietly went upstairs. The seventeen years of your absence cannot be made up for. "What is the meaning of my existence?" Unknowingly, she was lying on the bed with two lines of clear tears flowing down her face. If the Ling family is no longer my pillar of support, then who should I move forward for? For yourself? She fell into a deep sleep, while the two people outside the door lingered for a long time, not daring to open the door and come in. After returning to the room, Lan Luofeng was about to cry. She pinched Ling Xiao hard and pinched herself: "It's our fault." Ling Xiao was silent and didn't dare to speak: "I'm sorry." "What's the use of your apology? Lan'er is not willing to open up to us at all. I tried hard, but it's useless. She always looked at me with distant and cold eyes." Lan Luofeng buried her face in her hands and choked. "If it weren't for you and me, how could she work so hard to be so stubborn..." She murmured to herself, Ling Xiao stroked her shoulder and remained silent. "Does Lan'er still want to go to the Federal No. 1 Boys' College?" Lan Luofeng suddenly asked. "Don't you want Lan'er to go to the Federal First Men's College?" Ling Xiao was surprised. It was the cradle of elites. "Ling Xiao, I want to tell you something very important." Lan Luofeng raised her head and looked into Ling Xiao's with her red eyes, "Our son is actually a daughter." "How could it be?" On the one hand, Ling Xiao was proud that his daughter could outperform most men. On the other hand, he was inevitably worried about Ling Lan—— "Besides, I know that she has been working hard for me. After you come, she will definitely not be able to find the way forward and fall into self-doubt." Lan Luofeng seemed not to hear his question and just said to herself. She grabbed Ling Xiao's hand very excitedly, "Ling Xiao, you must help her!" She finally cried out in pain. Ling Xiao comforted his wife over and over again, feeling all kinds of things in his heart. His daughter has too many responsibilities. "We have to put the choice in her hands. No one can make the decision for her except herself." Ling Xiao finally said. Faced with Lan Luofeng's inquiry, Ling Lan said lightly: "Why don't you go?" She still wanted rights, for herself, and for Ling Xiao to suddenly leave again one day. I don't want to be unable to even protect myself. Ling Lan has not relied on others for a long time. Starting from this life, she was like a dodder flower sucking the blood of her parents and relatives in her previous life. This time she does not want to be in debt to anyone. "I can't trust you. She never thought about meeting Qi Long and the others again, but still, they are very powerful, how could they not be admitted to the Federation's First Men's College? Stranger, hello, goodbye. Ling Lan passed them by, heard their laughter, and calmly said hello in her heart. Where does the sadness in my heart come from? "Perhaps I knew them in my previous life. ' This thought passed by like the wind without sowing any seeds. She is Ling Lan, the son of Ling Xiao, who will not stop or feel sad about the possibility. This is a different path. Ling Lan has no regrets in her heart. It's just that everyone chooses a different path. She has no complaints or regrets. Besides, they seem to be living a better life without her dragging them down. Unexpectedly, when he passed by Qi Long, he waved his arms towards her and greeted her warmly: "Ling Lan!" His smile was as bright as the sun, "How are you doing with the injury you suffered before?" It's pretty good, fully recovered. Ling Lan suddenly understood, but because she was not good at dealing with familiar people, she just nodded lightly at Qi Long and ignored him. Qi Long is a young hero worth getting to know, no wonder he became the boss of their small group. Ling Lan indeed thought so. Under Ling Lan's subtle hint, Qi Long readily took over the responsibility of initiating a large-scale armed fight. Ling Lan always hid in the dark and helped him when necessary. Everyone understood this tacitly, and Qi Long also understood it and tried his best to hide Ling Lan's efforts. He knew clearly that she didn't want to show her face - but the credit did not belong to him, including the position of boss. Ling Lan should not be buried. When Ling Lan didn't know about it, Qi Long quietly confided in one or two teammates. He usually tried his best to promote Ling Lan's good qualities in the group, but there were still things he couldn't control. "What are you dragging? It's just the second child of ten thousand years." Luo Lang never believed Ling Lan's first statement. After all, no one had ever seen the two of them fighting each other, right? His original intention was to protect Qi Long, but he quarreled with Qi Long himself. After Han Jijun acted as the peacemaker between the two, Luo Lang finally ended with a harsh word: "I don't know what's good about him, and I have never convinced you." It seems that Qi Long still can't suppress the members of the team, Ling Lan keeps it in mind. As soon as she entered the starship, she felt a headache - she keenly discovered that this exam was about teamwork. She had always lacked experience in working with others, let alone teammates. If it is Qi Long, you can probably understand it, right? Ling Lan sent a message about the negotiation. After seeing the reply, she nodded. Fortunately, she is not too stupid. Fortunately, Han Jijun is there. When everything was settled, Qi Long suddenly asked her: "Have we... Met?" He also realized that this sentence was quite ambiguous. He hesitated and said, "No, I didn't mean that..." He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't express it. Fortunately, Linglan understood what he meant. "Do you feel that way too?" That feeling of knowing each other in a previous life. Ling Lan was stunned for a moment before speaking. She moved in the direction of Qi Long, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. The whole room shone brightly because of her smile, and Qi Long froze on the spot. "Let's go." She took a step towards the slowly opening door of the ship and said softly. Qi Long followed her blankly, feeling that this scene was absurd, but natural, as if he had seen it in a dream. In the dream, he did not have such an estranged relationship with Ling Lan, but... "Boss." Qi Long shouted at Ling Lan's back by some strange coincidence. At the same time, a name appeared in Ling Lan's mind. Little Four. Huge sadness welled up from the bottom of my heart and condensed into a tear that evaporated in the corner of my eye. Qi Long's words came from behind: "Ling Lan, you should be our boss." "If it were you, you can definitely lead us to a brighter future." Ling Lan did not speak. It seems that it is not too late.

Madam's update, I got excited and posted it on WeChat Moments and my class teacher saw it... But it doesn't matter! Lady! Come on! ! ! ! !

By the way, if we just clearly stated that we were giving up, we would give up with peace of mind. What's the point of leaving so many readers waiting? Waiting to gain your popularity? It's been so long since I've abandoned you, more than four months, why don't you give me an explanation? Not feeling well and want to rest? I'm stuck and need some inspiration? I don't mean anything, I just feel that the author hasn't updated for so long. I should spend two minutes thinking of a reason and another two minutes to send an announcement, right?

Forget it, remember first, Remember the blade by the number of days. Send it to me when the time comes 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂[ fn=31]🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂 Go up and let the lady feel our deep malice 🔪🔪🔪

(Moderator Announcement) The author had conflicts at home, and his family restricted the author's writing during this period, so there were no updates. Terribly sorry! Rest assured that the article will not be abandoned.

It has been nine months, and although I have roughly guessed the outcome that is far from the end, after all, while I am looking forward to the update, I am also a little lucky - is there no ending so that the Ling Lan I like will not become a stranger? As I get older, I realize more and more that what I thought was a unique "masterpiece" is actually not that perfect, and has even been forgotten by me. However, no matter how regretful I am, she is always top of mind for me. Even if time suppresses her memory, Linglan is still the only one in my heart Bai Yueguang. I really like you. You are their boss, the "son of Lingxiao" who is always carrying the burden forward alone. You are burdened with countless responsibilities and expectations in the book. Outside the book, you are the protagonist praised and loved by readers. I also like you this year, Ling Lan. This time it's your turn to watch me move forward.

(Pictures from the Internet) If you don't consider comics, does it look like Concubine Lan? Does it smell like Concubine Lan? It would look more like it if I had long hair