Liu Changan returned to the carriage and continued to tell the story of "Shrouding the Heavens."
This time, his story was longer, and he did not pause in the middle. He only stopped when he reached a key rhythm, went back to brew a pot of tea, and held it in his hand.
Back in the carriage, Liu Changan took a few sips of hot tea before continuing, "Up to this point, the actions of the protagonist's ex-girlfriend, Li Xiaoman, have shown all sorts of details that make her unsuitable for the protagonist. Unlike ancient people like you, in the novels that we modern people read, the most important thing to be a female protagonist is to make the reader feel that she has the attributes, background, and moe that match the protagonist. Most importantly, she cannot have the kind of disgust that irritates the reader's self-esteem and pride. Otherwise, it will be difficult to prove her innocence.
"In fact, this is the result of the influence of the cultural roots. Read 'The Book of Songs' carefully, and you will find that the male and female characters are very well matched. Young girls are matched with cunning children, mature women are matched with rich men, poor women are matched with commoner scholars, married women are matched with strong men, and virtuous women are matched with gentlemen. And this proper match is written in a simple, luxurious, elegant, and romantic manner. It is written in a world of love, mourning but not hurting, lust but not obscene … Well, actually, it is okay to be a little obscene. Many of the women in the novels are written very well, and it is inevitable that the reader will be tempted to add some lust to the description. This is natural. "
Liu Changan took another sip of tea, glanced at the quiet and composed coffin, and said, "The protagonist and his entourage come to a different world, and their actions fully reflect some political issues. Because politics is inevitably an impersonal action, it also implies that collective action takes precedence over individual action. This is where politics is often hated by people, and the protagonist's actions are against political action, which is one of the most popular points among the readers. The school of thought represented by the ancient Greek thinker Aristotle believes that politics is not just a variety of actions that people take to satisfy their own needs under conditions of scarcity of resources … This is reflected when the protagonist and his group seize and distribute the magical artifacts. Politics contains more complicated issues, which are reflected in this story: who should have the greater right to speak, who should be the leader, to what extent his power should be, what restrictions should he be subjected to, and when it conflicts with the interests of a small group or an individual, how can the leader justify his power as a leader? "
"I'm telling you about 'Shrouding the Heavens' not because I want you to think that the story is interesting, or that the main character can level up and become stronger, but because I want to talk about politics. Of course, the author of this book didn't write the story for the sake of politics. I extracted these viewpoints because modern political issues are more common and ubiquitous. People's disdain for authority is unprecedented in this era, and it will have a strong impact on your thinking. I'm telling you about it to prevent your worldview from collapsing … I've read many books that talk about transmigration, but they don't pay attention to the psychological and psychological effects caused by the impact of worldview."
"I am a modern person, and you are an ancient person. You have to remember this." Liu Changan paused for a moment. "The sanitary pads I gave you, do you know how to use them? Do you need them? "
Liu Changan was sure that when her body was in a stagnant state for the past two thousand years, she would not have had her period. Otherwise, wouldn't this coffin be filled with blood?
It was a little disgusting, but Liu Changan had been engaged in scientific research for many years, so naturally, he could accept the image in his mind.
Shanghai Dandan did not answer his question.
"Normally, that pack of sanitary pads is only a month's worth of usage. Do you still want it?" Liu Changan changed the way he asked.
"Yes."
Finally, there was a voice. It was very soft and a little hurried, as if worried that he would not pursue the question.
Liu Changan laughed twice and nodded. "Okay, Auntie Xie's snack shop should be closed. I will buy it for you tomorrow. This Auntie Xie is the owner of the snack shop. She is the person you need to know in the future. Because a girl like you who likes to eat delicious food, the owner of the snack shop is the most enviable existence. She has all kinds of delicious food, such as ice cream, spicy sticks, Planet Cup, and so on. "
As for Liu Changan's evaluation of "delicious food, but likes to eat delicious food," Shanghai Dandan did not refute it. She had fallen into his hands again, so what else could he not tolerate?
But what were spicy sticks and Planet Cup?
"When talking about sanitary pads, we have to talk about mobile phones. Because these are the two basic necessities of modern human life. Although sanitary pads are for women, they also affect the daily lives of men. Not to mention, men can also use sanitary pads during military training and in certain situations." Liu Changan was about to talk about the wide range of uses of sanitary pads, but he felt that he had gone too far. "The main point is the mobile phone. Do you know what a mobile phone is? With a mobile phone, you can instantly talk to people thousands of miles away. You can also see each other. You can also buy clothes and food on the mobile phone, and you can communicate with countless people. If Liu Che had a mobile phone at that time, do you know how big the impact would be? Of course, the most important function of a mobile phone is entertainment. A mobile phone that can't play games, read novels, and watch movies will make people feel that they have left the modern society and should be dancing in the square. "
Liu Changan took out his mobile phone. He did not care whether Shanghai Dandan could see it or not. He demonstrated all the functions of the mobile phone, and then patted the coffin. "Do you feel like an uncultured stupid monkey? Do you want to play with your mobile phone? If you do, come out. "
"You … you … unfilial son! If I were a monkey, you would be a little monkey! "
Obviously, Shanghai Dandan, who was very tolerant, was also annoyed by Liu Changan, but he still did not jump out of the coffin.
"Ai, I have said that a teacher for a day, a father for life. Our seniority is already equal. You are just a little girl, why are you pretending to be an adult?"
Shanghai Dandan completely did not agree with the saying "a teacher for a day, a father for life", and no longer answered his question.
Liu Changan felt that he had gained something today. She spoke a few more times, and it was impossible for her not to want to play with the mobile phone. If those country bumpkins, immortals, ghosts, and monsters suddenly appeared in front of him, they would be very interested in the mobile phone. It was an incomparably magical weapon. How could a little girl like Shanghai Dandan not be interested?
"I can't give this mobile phone to you, because it is a gift from my girlfriend. Tomorrow, I will buy a cheap mobile phone from Blue Green Factory for you to use." Liu Changan took the mobile phone and shook it on the coffin.
A strong suction suddenly passed through the mobile phone to Liu Changan's fingers. Liu Changan quickly clenched the mobile phone, and the mobile phone was almost snatched away by this unknown force.
"You are Shanghai Dandan. If you want other people's things, you actually have to snatch it? You should write an imperial edict to let people pay tribute, just like how you wrote an imperial edict to depose the emperor. " Liu Changan put the mobile phone back into his pocket. Really, she is not young anymore, but still not sensible. What she wants, she only knows how to snatch. Even Zhou Dongdong is more mature than her.
Liu Changan can be sure that Shanghai Dandan is not trapped by the coffin. Instead, she can control the coffin. In a sense, this coffin is more mysterious than his mobile phone.
"I regret it. I won't give you the mobile phone. Unless you exchange it with me with the coffin, I will buy you a mobile phone." Liu Changan thought carefully and said to Shanghai Dandan with certainty, "Believe me, you will not regret it. It is very worthwhile. The mobile phone is an almost omnipotent magic weapon. It is much more fun than your broken coffin."
Shanghai Dandan did not pay attention to Liu Changan.
It seems that she is not as stupid as I thought. Liu Changan also did not continue to tell Shanghai Dandan stories and went back to sleep.
The night was dark, and the leaves of the sycamore tree were swaying sporadically.
The exterior lights of Baolong Center were like the stairway to heaven, extending circle by circle into the deepest part of the night.
Facing the direction of Baolong Center towards Orange Island, there was a slightly lower but equally dazzling hotel building. It was previously one of the most luxurious hotels in Junsha. The standard room price was currently second only to the St. Regis Hotel, which was slightly inferior in terms of geographical location.
This hotel was called the Junsha Grand Hyatt, and its riverside view rooms were very popular, especially on nights when there were fireworks in Orange Island. If you booked a room where you could see the fireworks in Orange Island, you would be able to look at the people crowding by the riverside, and you would be able to look at the fireworks from high above. It would make you feel like you were enjoying the life of a successful person, or having a romantic moment with your lover.
The third madam did not book a room in Baolong Center. Instead, she booked a room in this hotel. The room did not face the riverside view, but faced the downtown area of Baolong Center. It was just right for her to place a telescope and see Liu Changan, the armored transport vehicle, and the sycamore tree.
The third madam inserted her fingers into a book of "The Book of Songs." She pinched the book and moved her eyes away from the eyepiece. She was sure that Liu Changan had already walked out of the car and returned to his room to sleep.
"There is a plum in the sky, but it is actually Qi Xi. Plead with me, a commoner, for luck! There is a plum in the sky, but it is actually San Xi! Plead with me, a commoner, for luck! Plead with me, a commoner, for luck! Plead with me, a commoner, for luck! "
A blonde girl took the "The Book of Songs" from the third madam's hands and read it.
Listening closely, the voice was as smooth as a pearl, but it was the same as the pronunciation of all artificial intelligence. No matter how standard and similar it was to a normal human voice, it had a digital quality to it.
Looking closely at the blonde girl, her eyes were dark and deep, but there was no liveliness or vitality. It was clearly some kind of inorganic material.
Its movements were not much different from a normal person's. In fact, it was even more agile. However, the way its joints moved was clearly not human.
It was a robot.
The third madam turned around and took the book back from the hands of the robot that was reading the poem. Her fingers were still inserted into the page.
"The woman in this poem is waiting for her lover anxiously because her time is too short. But for you, what's the rush? This poem doesn't match your mood, does it? " The robot girl analyzed calmly. For a modern robot, it was not difficult to come up with such a conclusion based on the target's information. Moreover, it was not a pure artificial intelligence.
The third madam ignored it. She flipped it open, glanced at it a few times, and then flipped through it again.
"Ye Chenyu did not leave the coffin for the entire summer." The third madam put down the book and glanced at the target through the binoculars. During the summer, a lighting company under the Bao Jun Group had donated a batch of lamps to improve the nighttime lighting in the old city of Jun Sha. Of course, this included the area where Liu Changan lived. This way, the binoculars could be used more effectively, and Liu Changan did not seem to notice this … This was not considered an invasion of the "Land of the Grim Reaper".
"How are you so sure that Ye Chenyu is in the coffin?" The robot girl suddenly turned her head a few times to test the functions of her body. As she spoke, her voice sounded like it was cut by the wind.
"Intuition."
"A woman's intuition is as inaccurate as their period." The robot girl giggled. "That's a cold joke. It shows that I don't have such a low-level physiological condition to feel superior."
"Looks like your data selection program is not written properly. You must have found this information on Baidu, right? Who told you that a woman's period is inaccurate? Or are you just a low-quality version of Siri? "
"Don't compare me to a slut like Siri!"
"Please shut up and let your master talk to me directly!"
"She's asleep. She's using her nervous system to control me to communicate with you. It's no different from a normal situation." The robot girl took out a gold coin and tossed it around in her hand.
The third madam could understand the meaning of this action. This robot was mimicking her master's actions to prove that she was similar to her master.
"Do you think that Ye Chenyu has seen me?" The third madam let out a long sigh. She was not going to argue with a robot. It was normal for a robot that searched for information on the internet all day to have problems with its logic. After all, its core algorithm was still mimicry, and there were many idiots on the internet who influenced it.
"He wouldn't recognize you even if he saw you. Who asked you to kill the real third madam? In order to replace her, you even made your face look like the old third madam," the robot girl said in a gloating tone.
The third madam's expression changed. She turned around and grabbed the robot girl's neck. Her expression was stern. "Where did you hear that?"
"Let go of me … Cough, cough …" The robot girl mimicked the sound of a human's windpipe being stimulated. "I don't need to hear it. I'm a very smart girl. From the data and human behavior, as well as your current physiological reaction, I can tell that my analysis is correct."
"Then, did you know that I would snap your neck?"
"No …"
But it was too late. The third madam pulled off the robot girl's neck, and the damaged area revealed a dense network of circuits and components under the skin-like material.
However, it was pointless. This thing's data could be transmitted and saved. The third madam clapped her hands, unconcerned. This kind of conspiracy theory was quite popular even in Taiwan. They just thought that the third madam had planned the third young master's death.
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