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Lin Zhongqi? Brainless fan?

Le Jing's mind flashed through Cao Wanying's previous words: "This friend of mine is the strangest Japanese I have ever seen. I don't know why he has always hated his Japanese identity and always dreamed of joining the Chinese nationality. , to be a Chinese, but unfortunately his parents didn’t agree, so he gave up.”

So...is it what he thinks?

Not right either. If it was a time traveler like him, how could he shout out his other vest? Or is his sentence just a test?

Could it be...?

It's better to test it out first.

"Lin Zhongqi?" Le Jing glanced at Cao Wanying and asked in confusion, "Did your friend find the wrong person? I'm not Lin Zhongqi."

"What does it mean to be a fan?"

After a brief pause, Cao Wanying also said suspiciously: "What are you talking about? Didn't you say you wanted to see the night watchman? Why did you call him Lin Zhongqi when I called him over?"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Japanese boy, but under the suspicious gazes of Le Jing and Cao Wanying, he still managed to calm down and laughed dryly: "Slip of the tongue, I'm sorry, I was distracted thinking about the latest episode of "The Rise of Dynasties" In the plot, I was so excited to see Mr. Night Watchman that I accidentally called him by the wrong name. As for the idiot fans... this was also a slip of the tongue, my Chinese is still not very good..."

Le Jing watched the Japanese boy's hurried explanation with cold eyes. When he finished speaking, he nodded and asked with a smile: "I don't know what to call you?"

The Japanese boy was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had not introduced himself yet, and quickly bowed deeply and said: "I'm sorry, my name is Ryota Nakamura, and I am currently studying at Kirin Middle School. Ever since I saw Mr. of "Feng After "The Murder in the Secret Room", I have admired you very much, so I asked Miss Cao Wanying to help me introduce you. I hope you can forgive me if I am offended. "Qilin Middle School is also a famous school in Peiping, a little far from Kaiming Middle School.

This Japanese boy is fluent in Chinese, but his word choice is full of Japanese euphemism and alienation, and his words and sentences are also in line with Japanese habits. Even if this young man is a traveler from China, his thinking has been assimilated by Japan.

And...you have admired him since "The Fengtian Secret Room Murder Incident"? This time is not short. "Fengtian Secret Room Murder Incident" was first published in a Northeastern newspaper. Could it be that he had also stayed in Northeastern China before?

"Hey, you're so polite. I'm very happy to get to know a Japanese reader..." Le Jing said quietly while greeting him.

So he knew that the acquaintance between Ryota Nakamura and Cao Wanying originated from the interaction between their fathers. Cao Wanying's father was a classmate of Nakamura Ryota's father when he went to Japan to study before, so this time Nakamura Ryota came to China to study alone and stayed at Cao Wanying's house.

He also noticed the strange way Nakamura Ryota looked at him.

It is true that Nakamura Ryota admires him very much. This can be seen intuitively from his expression and actions.

It's just, it's too much.

He looked at him as if he were admiring some sculpture of a great man displayed in a museum.

Although it was only the first time they met, he seemed to know him very well, and the familiarity that the young man's expression accidentally revealed was too weird.

All of this seemed to reflect his judgment.

This boy is most likely a time traveler, coming from a future where history has been changed by him.

The legendary self-correction of history did not work. History was really changed by him.

Of course, it is also possible that when he traveled back to this era, this era had been divided into independent parallel worlds. What he does will only change the future of this parallel world and will have no impact on the original world where he lives.

Everything is his guess, and the specific answer still needs Nakamura Ryota himself.

So Le Jing sent an invitation to Ryota Nakamura: "It's getting late, do you want us to go have a meal nearby? It just so happens that we can have a good chat."

Nakamura Ryota's face turned red with excitement. He nodded desperately and said incoherently: "Okay, okay, if it's not troublesome, I'll be happy to do it."

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…

This is really a banquet where guests and host enjoy themselves. At the banquet, Le Jing and Nakamura Ryota were laughing and talking, and the atmosphere at the banquet was very lively.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Le Jing quietly began to discuss the plot of "Rise of the Dynasty" with Ryota Nakamura.

Le Jing said with a smile as if nothing had happened: "Dahua is really in a turbulent state. There have been continuous natural disasters, and the people below are in dire straits. Now even the emperor has been captured by the yahoos. Xu Wangmu doesn't know if he can rescue the emperor."

Nakamura Ryota unconsciously followed Le Jing's words and said, "It's definitely possible. In my opinion, Xu Wangmu..."

He originally wanted to talk about this topic, but when he saw Le Jing unable to hide his shocked smile, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong. His brain, which had been paralyzed by the harmonious atmosphere at the table, suddenly regained consciousness.

Thinking about Le Jing's question just now, his face turned pale.

The handsome young man opposite put aside his shock and asked softly with an expressionless face: "I haven't written this plot yet, how do you know about it?"

Nakamura Ryota's face was as pale as paper and he didn't know what to say.

"I felt strange when you first called me Lin Zhongqi. Everyone in the world only knew me as the night watchman, but no one knew that I was Lin Zhongqi. You, a Japanese, asked me to call me Lin Zhongqi as soon as we met... ...You said it was a slip of the tongue, but do I look like a fool?”

The young man narrowed his eyes, and the evaluation and thinking made his scalp tingle, "And the more I get along with you, the more I feel that your attitude towards me is strange. It's just the first time we meet, but you seem to be very... It’s understanding. The way he looks at me doesn’t look like he’s looking at his favorite author, but rather like he’s admiring an antique in a museum.”

As if he thought of something interesting, the young man put his arms against the table, intertwined his hands to support his chin, and looked at him with amber eyes full of interest: "I am getting more and more confused, so I deceived you on a whim. The plots I just mentioned were not even written down in the outline. They only existed in my mind. How did you know that Yahu had captured the emperor? "

Nakamura Ryota was speechless.

He stared at the smiling young man in front of him in horror, his mind spinning rapidly, but he couldn't give any credible explanation.

He suddenly remembered a comment posted by a netizen he saw on a forum in his previous life:

"I'm really fed up with authors who write time-travel novels. In order to make the protagonist accept a younger brother and change history, they launched an intelligence-depressing attack on all the celebrities at the time, and made all those celebrities with explosive IQs more mentally retarded than the protagonist. The rookie.

To be honest, these are just lower-class civilians in modern times, and some time-travelers who have not even finished college, where do they have the confidence to play with those top-notch people with their little three-legged cat skills? Logically speaking, all the emperors, civil servants and generals who have left their names in history were the top elites of the society at that time. Many of them were equivalent to the country's president, prime minister, and military commission chairman, deputy or state-level officials. Senior official, if you could kill them, you would have been playing politics in modern times. Why are you still a slut? "

When Ryota Nakamura saw this post, he was filled with indignation and yelled at the netizen who posted it, saying, "If you can't do it, don't do it." But now he regrets it so much that his liver is blue!

He regretted not taking this post seriously earlier! This way he won't overestimate his capabilities and play tricks on him to get close to Li Jingran!

How could he forget that this man's debut novel was a mystery novel! In other words, Li Jingran is very attentive and very good at reasoning! He might very well have been a walking Sherlock Holmes!

In this way, he would not be exposed as easily as he was today, and he would experience firsthand what IQ suppression is.

"Did you know that in England, a writer named Arthur Conan Doyle wrote a crime-solving novel called "The Sign of the Four", in which the protagonist Sherlock Holmes said this," Le Jing smiled amid the frightened expression of the Japanese boy. Speak out in standard English pronunciation: 'When you have eliminated the impossibles, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth'. "

"Translated into Chinese, the meaning of that sentence is: when you eliminate all impossibilities, whatever is left, no matter how impossible, is the truth."

"So can I guess..." Nakamura Ryota opened his eyes wide, watching the boy's lips open and close, and softly revealed his biggest secret: "Are you from the future?"

The so-called thunder on the ground is nothing more than this. Nakamura Ryota was stunned by the boy's words.

He looked at the young man's expression with horror and fear, as if he was staring at some terrifying monster.

"So, can you tell me? Is my guess correct?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about..." Nakamura Ryota's weak struggle looked particularly pale and weak in the young man's clear eyes that seemed to see through everything. He stared at the young man who was smiling quietly for a moment, and suddenly lowered his shoulders, as if Give up all struggle.

"You... your reasoning is correct." He covered his face and said in a dry voice, "I do come from the future."

That's fine, he told himself, this man is so smart, he will definitely be able to give the answer to the question he has been looking for.

"Can you hear about my life?"

"Of course, I've been curious about this for a long time."

Then an old soul who had been wandering for a long time told Le Jing a long, long story.

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If you could travel through time, where would you like to travel to?

Violent Qin? Strong guy? The prosperous Tang Dynasty? Wen Song Dynasty? Barbarian? Hard? Manchu?

Or... the Republic of China, which makes people burst into tears when reading it and cannot bear to read it. Every inch of time is filled with humiliation and every inch of mountains and rivers is soaked with blood.

When Song Zhonghua was in middle school history class, modern history was the chapter he was least willing to read.

Whenever he read about who and where signed a treaty that was humiliating and humiliating the country, he would always get so angry that he wished he could go back in time and beat those people to death.

Whenever he saw the numerous crimes committed by the Japanese army on Chinese soil, he would, like most angry youths, clamor to kill all Japanese people.

So many, many years later, Song Zhonghua recalled these vague past events, smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but sigh that fate was a trick.

At that time, his name was no longer Song Zhonghua, and the huge 9.6 million square kilometers of land had nothing to do with him.

His name is Nakamura Ryota.

A typical Japanese name.

Born in a typical Japanese middle-class family.

His father is a factory owner and his mother is a full-time housewife. He has an older sister and a younger brother. In the eyes of outsiders, this is a very happy family of five.

If Nakamura Ryota had no memories of his previous life, he might be a happy Japanese.

But there are no ifs in the world.

Song Zhonghua has always lived in Nakamura Ryota's heart, making him sleepless at night, having trouble sleeping and eating, and causing him endless pain.

He clearly understood what unspeakable crimes his motherland in this life would commit against his motherland in his previous life.

He once thought that Japanese people deserved death.

He is now one of the damn Japanese.

When the September 18th Incident occurred in 1931, he was only 21 years old.

He was only 27 years old when the Marco Polo Bridge Incident occurred in 1937.

One day, when he is of the right age, he will be forcibly recruited by the military. He will point his gun at his compatriots in his previous life, and he will commit numerous crimes on his homeland in his previous life.

In his previous life, Song Zhonghua was a naive young man. He believed that if he traveled back in time, he could change history and achieve great things by virtue of his ability to predict the future.

The soul of Ryota Nakamura in this life is already desolate. He is only a man, not a god.

As long as mankind still has ambitions, as long as Japan still has a dream of becoming a great nation, and as long as China continues to be weak... then that national war is inevitable. In the end, even if it is not Japan, the army of other countries will step into the land of China. Because if you fall behind, you will be beaten.

Then, even if it is not him, his family, his friends, his classmates, his neighbors, and even every stranger he meets on the road may become a battlefield executioner who kills countless people.

Nakamura Ryota once thought of committing suicide.

He chose to hang himself.

The moment he kicked off the stool and felt the suffocating pain, he suddenly regretted it. He doesn't want to die, he wants to live!

After opening my eyes from the long darkness, I saw the faces of my parents who had aged ten years overnight, and the surprised and worried expressions of the eldest sister and the youngest brother.

...If he had no previous life, what a happy person he would be.

Knowing the future is not a golden finger for him, but a terrible curse.

Death was too painful. He had done nothing wrong at all, so why did he commit suicide?

It was also through this opportunity that he began to reflect on his fifteen years of life as Ryota Nakamura.

Confusion, confusion, self-criticism, and self-disgust.

This is the life that belongs to Ryota Nakamura.

He didn't dare to die, but he didn't want to live.

It was at this time that he suddenly thought of Li Jingran.

Nakamura Ryouta looked at Le Jing with a complicated look, and said quietly: "Anyone in the future who has gone to junior high school will..."

"Skip this point." Le Jing interrupted him, "I don't want to know my future. It is the unknown that gives the future unlimited possibilities and makes people full of expectations. So don't tell me about my future, just as you don't Tell me the ending of the book I haven’t finished yet.”

"I take it, then, that you came here to ask me for advice? You want to know what you should do?"

Nakamura Ryota nodded silently. This problem has troubled him for fifteen years.

"You just have to do what you think is right." The ancestors a hundred years ago replied firmly to him: "If the sky is dark, then survive in the dark; if it is dangerous to make a sound, then remain silent; if you are conscious Unable to shine Yes, then crouch in the corner. But don't defend the darkness when you are used to it; don't be proud of your own sloppiness; don't mock those who are braver and more passionate than yourself. We can be as humble as dust, but we can't be twisted like maggots." Note①】

The author has something to say:

①This is what Phoenix TV director Ji Ye said. Because my literary talent is limited, I really can't think of anything better or more appropriate than this passage, so this passage in this article is set to be what the protagonist said. But remember, these words were said by Ji Ye!

Have you ever heard of the banality of evil? Banality of evil is a philosophical term that refers to crimes without thought and responsibility under the ideological machine. An evil that eliminates one's own thoughts, unconditionally obeys orders, and gives up the right to personal judgment.

The Jewish Holocaust, the massacre carried out by the Japanese army in China, and the ten years of catastrophe in our country are all manifestations of banal evil.

Under the banality of evil, you will find that a beautiful neighbor can also become a murderous executioner, and a friendly friend can also become a cold murderer. With my limited knowledge, I can only think of Li Ye’s words as a response to the banality of evil.

And... there is no anti-Japanese plot in the Republic of China chapter. If I dare to write it, Jinjiang will dare to lock me down. That’s why I created the character Song Zhonghua, and he briefly mentioned the future national war.

PS I'm sorry that this chapter has an anti-theft seal, which has caused a bad reading experience for you, so I wrote an extra thousand words to replace the chapter as a compensation to readers who mistakenly bought the anti-theft seal~