Handsome People Have Collected Them, Have You Collected Them?

"Introduction to the Work" Monday, May 20, 2019. Spring ends and summer solstice ends. During this season, the temperature difference between day and night in the Jiangnan area becomes very large. Wearing underpants during the day makes me feel like a dog; at night, I have to huddle in bed and feel like a cold bird. Jiangnan University Town. It's 2:13 in the afternoon, which is the time for students to go to class. Song Shuhang stayed alone in the dormitory. The computer desk was pulled to the bedside so that he could watch movies in various positions. Song Shuhang didn't like skipping classes - the weather was sultry in the middle of the night last night, and in his sleep, he used the "Double Dragons Going to the Sea" move to fly off the quilt. In the second half of the night, the temperature dropped sharply. Song Shuhang, who only had a pair of shorts all over his body, suddenly felt miserable. In his sleep, he groped with his hands on the bed, searching for it, but he couldn't find the quilt. In the end, he could only shrink into the shape of a skinny shrimp, shivering under the force of the midnight cold wind. When the morning sun rose, Song Shuhang had become a member of the seasonal cold army. His roommate has already asked for leave from today's class on his behalf. Then, he took cold medicine and slept until now. The high fever has subsided, but the body is still a little weak. In this state, it is impossible to go to class. Therefore, he could only stay alone in the dormitory and watch movies out of boredom. On the screen, the movie playback progress bar slowly advanced. But Song Shuhang didn't understand the content of the movie at all. "The effects of the medicine haven't worn off yet, I feel so sleepy." He yawned, feeling that his eyelids were a little heavy. 'Didi didi~' At this time, the chat software in the lower right corner of the computer jumped. This is a reminder that someone has added him as a friend or joined a group. "Who adds me?" Song Shuhang murmured. He reached out and tapped the lower right corner of the computer's touch screen, and a message popped up. [True Lord Huangshan (＊＊＊＊＊＊) requests to add you as a friend. ] Additional messages: None. True Lord of Huangshan? Who has such a strange nickname? "Are they classmates in the class?" Song Shuhang secretly thought, and his mind couldn't help but think of those guys in the class who had obviously gone to college but were still in the period of adolescent fantasy. If it were them, they would indeed have such a strange nickname. Thinking of this, he clicked 'Agree'. Immediately afterwards, another system message popped up. [Zhenjun Huangshan invites you to join the group "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group". Do you agree? ] Song Shuhang continued to press Agree. 'Shushan is under great pressure' agreed to join the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'. [You have agreed to join the group, say hello to the group friends! ] Also comes with a system smiley face. These days, chat tools are becoming more and more user-friendly. After a series of prompts popped up, Song Shuhang decided to close the prompts and the group chat window - now that he was feeling sleepy, how could he have the energy to care about which groups he had joined? Anyway, his group setting has always been 'do not prompt for messages, only show the number'. Chats in the group will not pop up to disturb him, and only the number of chats will be displayed after the group.

"Introduction to the Work" It was February, and the winter sunset spread from the west to the entire world. The silent red was like a layer of paint on an oil painting, changing all the pedestrians to a different color. Passers-by are all smiling. Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, which is a good time to visit temple fairs. In the small city of Luocheng, there are six or seven places where temple fairs are held. "Lu Shu, I want to eat candied haws, the kind with walnuts," a little girl pulled the sleeve of the young man in front of her. Her little hand was already pointing to the candied haws cart on the roadside. Through the glass window, you could still see the crystal clear candied haws inside.

"Introduction to the Work" is in September. The hot temperature has not completely dropped yet. In a dark alley in Wuzhou Antique City, the surrounding space suddenly became extremely distorted. The next second. A figure appeared here out of thin air. Fortunately, there was no one in the alley, otherwise it would have been scared to death. "After a whole thousand years, I, Shen Feng, am back." A low voice came from the figure's throat. The man looks to be about twenty years old, about 1.8 Meters tall, with three-dimensional facial features as delicate as a knife, and his eyes are so deep that no one can see through them. It's just that the tattered gown looks out of place for him, and his long hair is hanging down. This outfit is somewhat similar to that of a beggar. After Shen Feng counted it with his fingers, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Three years ago. He is just an ordinary student at a medical university. Because his family lives in a mountainous area, the conditions are very poor. In order to reduce the burden on his parents, he often goes to the mountains to collect medicines and sells the money to support his family. That time he was in an extremely bad mood and stayed in the mountains after dark. He remembered very clearly that suddenly there was a strong wind in the sky, and then he was sucked into a black whirlpool. When he woke up, he found that everything had changed and he had traveled to the fairy world. After coming to the fairy world where the weak eat the strong, Shen Feng experienced nine deaths again and again. He finally made up his mind to become a strong man, and by chance, he obtained various powerful inheritances. In just one thousand years, he became the youngest Immortal Emperor in the Immortal World and controlled the world. After reaching the Immortal Emperor in cultivation, what he missed most in his heart was his parents on Earth, and he wanted to return to his hometown to visit. Using the means of reaching the sky to forcefully cross the void, he finally returned to his homeland, Earth. Just now he calculated with his fingers that a thousand years have passed in the fairy world, but only three years have passed in the earth. So his parents are still alive? Chen Feng felt the situation in his body, his heart was full of bitterness, and he forcibly crossed one void after another. Coupled with the restriction of the earth, all his cultivation was dissipated. Even his body of the Immortal Emperor became a mess, with only a few strands of spiritual energy left in his body that could dissipate at any time. "I'm afraid that the powerful people in that world that I control don't know that I have left." After Shen Feng whispered to himself, he walked out of the alley. Walking in the antique city, the streets were lined with various stalls, and strange eyes glanced at him from time to time. Shen Feng paused in his steps and frowned slightly. He saw a fortune-telling stall on the right side. A rectangular piece of cloth hung beside the stall, with the words "Fortune Telling by Immortal Master" written boldly on it. As the Immortal Emperor, Shen Feng is very sensitive to the word "immortal". There were a lot of people around this fortune-telling stall, and it was somewhat famous in the antique city.