I teach history in the future

Song Cheng took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and circled his temples with his hands.

In the empty office, only a small desk lamp in front of Song Cheng was trying to shine, and under the light was a stack of corrected test papers.

After a while, Song Cheng felt that his aching temples were getting better, so he put down his hand rubbing his temples and started to tidy up the things on the table.After putting it away, he felt a little sleepy, his head was groggy, and his temples, which had gotten better just now, began to hurt again, and there were snowflakes in front of his eyes like when the TV could not receive the signal.Immediately afterwards, his whole head hurt, and he hammered his head hard, but it didn't work.Then his vision went black and he lost consciousness.

After Song Cheng woke up again, the whole world changed.

21st century?nonexistent.

It is now the year 584 of the Commonwealth.

Intelligent robots that once had a few signs of causing a sensation in the world are everywhere, and the high technology of the 21st century has become a thing of the past here.

Song Cheng was also shocked when he woke up and found that the whole world had changed, but now he has almost digested it, maybe it is a good thing to feel relieved.

After Song Cheng digested it, he found that he was standing in front of a building, and there was something like a watch on his wrist, which kept flashing. He wondered about the thing on his wrist curiously.

This should be the "mobile phone" of the future.

Song Cheng had seen the promotion of watch-type mobile phones on TV before, but he had never seen the real thing, so he didn't know if it was true or not.But the one in front of me is a real object, and it responds to any point, and it still has a projection effect, which really feels like a sci-fi blockbuster.

"I said, Xiao Song, what are you doing standing here? Just go in." A man came out of the building in front of Song Cheng, he walked quickly to Song Cheng, and said to Song Cheng anxiously.

Song Cheng looked at the person in front of him and opened his mouth: "...I..."

The visitor didn't wait for Song Cheng to speak, and directly dragged Song Cheng into the building, saying as he walked, "Don't talk so much, let's go in first."

Entering the building, someone called out to this person: "Wu Chenglong." After the person responded, he let go of Song Cheng and said, "I'll go over first, you wait for me here." Before Song Cheng could respond, he Go straight over there.

"So it's called Wu Chenglong." Song Cheng, who was left where he was, murmured softly.

Song Cheng looked around the hall and came to a conclusion that the decoration here is surprisingly no different from that of the 21st century.

After all, Song Cheng just came here, everything is very strange, even if there is no uneasiness on the surface, in fact there is some.No matter how big-hearted a person is, seeing this completely different world should cause discomfort. This is the reaction of a normal person. This feeling is similar to coming to a strange city.What's more, he doesn't know anything about the future, and this ignorance may be full of danger. If he doesn't check for a while, he will be smashed to pieces. Of course, this is an exaggeration.Now Song Cheng felt relieved when he saw the decoration here. Although it is high-tech, there is no big difference in other things.

"Let's go." Wu Chenglong walked back.

Song Cheng didn't speak, but obediently followed behind Wu Chenglong.

This is something that can't be helped, Song Cheng knows nothing about his current situation, and all he knows is that Wu Chenglong knew the original owner of this body, and this is the only channel through which he can get information about this body, so he can only obediently followed.

After entering the elevator, Wu Chenglong pressed the elevator number, turned his head and said to Song Cheng with a smile: "Xiao Song, our live broadcast platform has just started, but for you, it is the best choice. Look, Although your major is an anchor, you are right. But you have just entered university, and you have no foundation at all, and you have no connections. It is really difficult to sign contracts with those well-known live broadcast platforms. So, you should work hard. We do this. Our platform is short of talents, as long as you do well, won't the company throw all resources at you?"

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows, thinking: "Live broadcast platform?"

Wu Chenglong felt that something was wrong with Song Cheng, but he was not familiar with Song Cheng, so he was embarrassed to ask.

Speaking of it, it was actually an accident that Wu Chenglong would sign Song Cheng.He didn't have enough people this month, so Song Cheng just sent him his resume.At first glance, oh my god, a top student in the anchor department of the Federal University.He didn't care why a high-achieving student from the Federal University would send him a resume, and he didn't care that the high-achieving student was just a freshman who had just entered the university. He only cared that the number of people was finally enough for this month.

After all, the platform has just started. Although I heard that there are rich people behind it, what the live broadcast platform wants are anchors, and what they want are many anchors. There are not even anchors. Where do the audience come from?The audience is the source of money for a live broadcast platform.

So, the company strictly stipulates that each person has to recruit a fixed number of people every month, and there is a commission for recruiting more.Of course, if you recruit some messy people in order to gather the number of people, let alone a commission, the fines are light, and you may be fired directly.But the number of people is not enough, and they are also expelled, which is a dilemma.

At this time, Song Cheng appeared like a life-saving straw, and of course Wu Chenglong grabbed the life-saving straw unceremoniously.

Wu Chenglong brought Song Cheng to his office. After calling Song Cheng to sit down, he poured two glasses of water and put them in front of the two of them. Then he took out the long-drawn contract from the desk drawer.

"Let's have a look." Wu Chenglong put the contract in front of Song Cheng.

Song Cheng picked up the contract and looked through it carefully.

Fearing that the cooked pigeons would fly away, Wu Chenglong said flatteringly, "Xiao Song..." But before he could finish his next words, Song Cheng picked up the signature pen beside him and wrote at the end of the contract. One page was signed with his name.

Song Cheng didn't make his own claim, he read the contract carefully, and found that there was no overlord contract, and it can even be said that this contract is what newcomers dream of.Since the original owner wanted to be an anchor, the original owner would definitely sign this contract.Without knowing whether the original owner would return to this body, Song Cheng didn't want to ruin other people's work because of him, and from what Wu Chenglong said just now, the original owner of this body seems to be a freshman from a well-known university. It should be to take advantage of the summer vacation to experience what the future major will be like.

And this is also a temptation, Wu Chenglong called him Xiao Song?And there must be a reason for him to come to this body.So could it be because they have the same name?So he did a test, and when he signed Song Cheng's name, Wu Chenglong didn't respond, which confirmed his guess.

Wu Chenglong carefully put away the contract, he was immediately refreshed, and said to Song Cheng in a particularly good mood: "The contract is signed, and you can broadcast live tomorrow. We have all kinds of live broadcast rooms here. The style you want can be directly booked online, and the system will reserve it for you. Of course, if you want to live broadcast at home, it is also possible. As for when to start the live broadcast every day to watch yourself, but the live broadcast is fixed for 3 hours a day. Don’t forget this. You need to ask for leave when you can’t live broadcast, if you don’t ask for leave and don’t live broadcast, once you are found out, you will be disqualified from live broadcast, the live broadcast room will be closed, and you will have to pay the company liquidated damages.”

Song Cheng let out a "hmm".

Now that the contract has been signed, there is no need for Song Cheng to stay here anymore. After bidding farewell to Wu Chenglong, he left the building.

After leaving the building, Song Cheng searched him all over, but found nothing.He originally wanted to find the original owner's ID card or cash, so that at least he would not sleep on the street, but he found nothing, and he was a little distressed.

At this time, his head suddenly felt a sharp pain, and this pain seemed familiar.

The severe headache made Song Cheng's consciousness gradually blurred, until he completely lost consciousness and fell to the side of the road.

"Song Cheng...Song Cheng..."

Song Cheng vaguely heard someone calling him, but he couldn't open his heavy eyes.

"Song Cheng..."

The cry was getting closer and closer, until Song Cheng felt that the voice was right next to his ears.

'who is it? '

'Who are you? '

'Why are you calling my name? '

"Wake up...Song Cheng..."

Song Cheng felt that someone was pushing him, and with that person's pushing, Song Cheng finally regained some control over his body, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Song Cheng was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes.The other party was not in a hurry, waiting for Song Cheng to come to his senses.

Song Cheng looked to the side: trying to make a sound with his dry throat: "You are?"

"Hi Song Cheng, my name is Song Cheng too."

These words made Song Cheng's mind, which was still somewhat chaotic, clear up. He looked at the young man in front of him with a slightly green face in surprise, and said, "Are you Song...Cheng?"

"Yes." Young Song Cheng nodded. "You must be wondering why you came into my body, right?"

Song Cheng nodded.

"Before that, let me show you something."

Over the vast expanse of white sky, a projection appeared.

That is!

Looking at the man lying on the stretcher and about to be sent to the cremation furnace on the screen, Song Cheng, who was always calm, was no longer calm. He exclaimed: "Then... that's me?!" He didn't dare Confidently asked the young man Song Cheng: "Why am I here? I...why...cremated...I..."

"You are already dead." Young Song Cheng gave Song Cheng the final blow.

"I... already died?" Song Cheng repeated what the young Song Cheng said.

No matter how mature and prudent a person is, they will lose their composure in the face of death.Song Cheng suddenly knew that he was "dead", and couldn't accept it for a while.But even if you lose your cool, your brain won't stop spinning.

Although Song Cheng's face was still grim, he suppressed his fear, looked at himself who was cremated and asked, "How did I die?"

"sudden death."

Song Cheng smiled wryly and said, "Because I stayed up late for several days to correct the papers?"

"Maybe." The young Song Cheng didn't know.

Song Cheng closed his eyes, he didn't want to continue looking at himself who was being burned to powder little by little by the cremation furnace.

The young man Song Cheng was also sensible, so he didn't bother Song Cheng, and gave Song Cheng a time to accept.

"Because I died, did my soul occupy your body when I was unconscious?" Song Cheng looked at the young Song Cheng and asked.

"No." The young man Song Cheng shook his head, he was a little coy, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I let you fuck me."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't worry about this, you just need to know that from now on, you are me."

Seeing Song Cheng's complexion darken, the young man Song Cheng said to himself, "It's not good." He said in a panic, "You just live well." After speaking, he shook his hand in front of Song Cheng's face. Shaking, Song Cheng fell down in an instant.

The young man Song Cheng said with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, but I really can't hold on anymore."

Song Cheng felt that he had a long but painful dream.Song Cheng in the dream was originally a well-loved child, but misfortune happened, his father was implicated and went bankrupt, and lost his life as a result, while his mother couldn't bear the blow and committed suicide by taking sleeping pills.From then on, he fell from the clouds.But despite this, he still did not give up, studied hard, and wanted to change his life.But life is something you can't ask for.He worked very hard and achieved good results, but the sky didn't follow his wishes, and he couldn't get through it after all.

At the end of this dream, only Song Cheng sighed softly: "I will live well, don't worry."

It was already the evening of the second day when Song Cheng woke up again.

He got up on the ground, patted the dust on his body, and stepped on the first step of rebirth with a firm expression.

"I want to say goodbye to Song Cheng and welcome Song Cheng."

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