Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

The ship was drifting westward, pressing towards the scorching red sun endlessly.The white clouds in the sky were also dried and melted by the heat, shrinking to the point of being as thin as a cicada's wings.The salty heat was scorching hot, and the wood of the patchwork deck was dried tightly.Even the cold salt soda that had just been taken out of the freezer stopped bubbling within a moment.

Just now, the cruise ship called Duke Duke passed through the Strait of Malacca slowly.In two months, it will arrive in a country rich in war-the United States.

The ship set sail from Japan and passed through Shanghai, so there were many Asian faces on board.Of course, there are also some businessmen traveling between China, the United States and Japan. They hold wine glasses and speak fluent English, and their greasy and shiny bald heads are covered with sweat salt.

Most of them are overseas students from well-to-do families. They pay more attention to appearance, elegant temperament, and elegant demeanor brought by profound knowledge.Some are thoughtful, and they can hold a cane with an ivory handle, or carry a pocket watch. These fashionable Western gadgets are their status symbols.

Since Yung Wing, the first foreign student in the late Qing Dynasty, under the persecution of Ou Fengmeiyu, the lingering Qing government paid some official fees for the children to study abroad. Most of the people who went to study abroad were the children of humble families. Claiming to be born in the Heaven | Chaoshang Kingdom, he disdains to do such condescending things.

But nowadays, more and more people go abroad at their own expense, and the sons of country gentry who eat fragrant rice and drink fatty water all want to taste the taste of bread and beer.They have a lot of spare money in their purses, and most of them live in the second-class cabin of the ship.

Waiters in black silk satin gowns shuttled up and down the deck.There is work in their eyes. When the wine glass is empty, it will be filled up, and when the drink is spilled, it will be quickly wiped away.After a long day of work and countless nods and bows, they don't miss out on tips.

The fair-skinned foreign girl sat on a suede chair, confident that her complexion would never turn black.The waiters glanced over from time to time, not because they were greedy for beauty, but because they were trying to get some money from the flirtatious men who surrounded the babes.These so-called gifted scholars spared no expense to win a smile from the beauties, and they were even richer and richer for the waiters who squatted down to serve them.

A slender young man was uttering authentic English, having a hot fight with a foreign girl.He wore round glasses with gold wire rims, a Western-style suit, and a high-end pocket watch hanging from his jacket pocket, as if he was showing off.There was a sly gleam in his black bean-like round eyes.As for men, they always want to chase after things that are seductive, and they even call it "romantic".

"Yinliang, you always have to joke with the beautiful lady, why don't you take advantage of this time to read some books?" A clear male voice came through the crowd.

Xu Yinliang hurriedly stopped flirting, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head and replied to the man: "Hey, I said Liu Lingzhi, it's easy to stay abroad, so don't miss the Four Books and Five Classics."

"Hmph! Westerners only brought opium and syphilis into China. In terms of cultural background, they can compare with ours!" Liu Lingzhi said with a nostril.He was wearing a black silk mandarin jacket, the buttons were tightly and neatly buttoned in a row.He has sharp brows and eyes, and he has the temperament of a patriot, and his eyes are always prone to righteous indignation.

Although the foreign girl couldn't understand Chinese, she detected a thing or two from Liu Lingzhi's contemptuous demeanor, and left with interest.Seeing the half-eaten duck fly away, Xu Yinliang gave him a reproachful look, and said, "Even Westerners can't stand your unpleasant old stubborn look!"

"Let them go!" Liu Lingzhi said angrily, "If I hadn't already remitted tuition fees to American universities, I wouldn't have come to the Atlantic Ocean! Mr. Sun Wen said 'Take Russia as a teacher', I should have gone to the Soviet Union study……"

"Come on! Look at you, you're not upset at all!" Xu Yinliang interrupted him impatiently, and took a sip of his iced coffee, "Ya Ze has read a lot of books on Marxism-Leninism, and he can speak Russian better than anyone else. Well, I never complained about Western culture."

These words made Liu Lingzhi speechless.He didn't dislike Xu Yinliang's saliva, and directly took the cup he had drunk to drink coffee, and said, "Song Yaze? If I remember correctly, his name is Chasing the Moon, right? Why did he choose this name?"

"He read a few Buddhist scriptures, went to the Buddhist hall with his mother to read the Buddha for a few days, and said that he was called 'Chasing the Moon' after he came out." Xu Yinliang gave him a dissatisfied look, "His behavior is always different from ours. Same."

"That's right, he is really talented, and he actually taught himself Russian. What a great deal!" Liu Lingzhi sighed.

"It's not just talent." Xu Yinliang chuckled, with pride on his face. "His greatest advantage is his gentle temper, don't you know? I grew up with him, and the number of times I saw him get angry and blushed is less than the number of fingers on the palm of one hand!"

"I don't know him very well." Liu Lingzhi put down his coffee, and the chinaware made a crisp sound. "I went to a middle school with him. I heard that he is very good at Chinese and English."

"Yes." Xu Yinliang sighed silently, "My mother always compares me with him, saying that I can't compare with others. This time, I went to Witz University with him, and I am afraid that I will give her more in the future. Let the old man leave something to say!"

Just as Xu Yinliang and Liu Lingzhi were drinking coffee and chatting happily on the deck, Song Yaze woke up in the cabin.He had just crossed over, and his mind was still in a daze, and everything in front of him felt extremely strange to him.

The air in the cabin seems to be stagnant, and people will feel suffocated after staying in it for a long time.Fortunately, the bunk is quite bright, and the gold velvet fabric is also soft; through the thick round glass windows, you can get a panoramic view of the sea.

A cabin is divided into upper and lower bunks, and next to the bed is a small wooden table, on which there are leftover melon seed husks and soda still like a pool of stagnant water.Inky-smelling newspapers were strewn across the floor, waiting to be thrown into the trash.

Song Yaze slept on the upper bunk.As the cabin swayed, he swayed and got out of bed.Inadvertently, I glanced at those yellowed and crumpled newspapers, and I was shocked. It was written in traditional characters: "Declaration" and "19 years of the Republic of China".

1930, so I'm 20 now?Song Yaze thought to himself, he lowered his head to look at his clothes, and saw a pair of well-pressed trousers on his legs, a well-cut silk shirt on his upper body, and silver thread on the cuffs; he was also wrapped in a hard-lined white vest , a golden fountain pen hung in the left breast pocket.

This is the typical attire of overseas students during the Republic of China period. It is trendy and respected, and only rich children commonly known as "Xiao Kai" can afford it.

Song Yaze pushed open the cabin door, and there was a gust of humid and hot sea breeze, with hot light, which made him almost cry.

It was a scene of vitality.People of all kinds of skin colors were mixed together, women mostly wore cumbersome and complicated gowns and skirts, Chinese and English interacted from time to time, and there were also small languages ​​that he could not understand.

As soon as he took a few steps on his shiny leather shoes, a waiter who saw him nimbly brought a tray and brought him a cup of iced coffee.The waiter squeezed out a skilled flattering smile, wearing a black satin mandarin jacket with a little dust and oil stains on it.

Song Yaze took the coffee, smiled at him strangely, and walked away.The waiter who was left waiting for a tip was stunned for a long time, and then he curled his mouth angrily, and went to look for other customers who "understand the rules".

Sipping the coffee lightly, savoring the mellow aroma that was completely different from the instant variety, Song Yaze sighed comfortably.Leaning against the railing of the boat, he fixed his gaze on the gray-white seabird circling in the air, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity and excitement in his heart.

This time, he came to an era that really existed. Everything here is not the author's imagination, but a history piled up with people as stones and things as tiles, a real history.

The cruise ship seemed to encounter a lot of waves, and the hull staggered as it cut through the waves.Song Yaze was disturbed by the shaking, and he hurriedly grabbed the rail of the boat, but the coffee cup in his hand was about to fall, and he was about to throw himself into the sea.

A hand hastily caught the cup for him.Song Yaze felt more at ease, and looked up, it turned out that the person who made this "benevolent act" was a tall, thin and lonely figure.

This man has Danfeng eyes with oriental beauty, and the clean single eyelid reveals youthfulness; his thin face makes his chin sharp and angular.His three to seven points were meticulously combed, revealing his full and smooth forehead; his clothes were neither fashionable nor foreign, and he was wearing a blue gown favored by literati and refined scholars. It was still made of coarse cotton, and even his shoes were dingy. canvas.

This is a person with ordinary appearance and clothes.When Song Yaze saw his face, he paused for a second.Because the bridge of this man's nose and cheeks were covered with thick or light freckles, the bridge of the nose being the heaviest; although it was not to the point of disfigurement, it did affect the beauty of his facial features.

"Thank you." Song Yaze took the cup, ignoring his facial flaws, and stared into his eyes.

The man pouted his mouth and stopped talking, his eyes were quite disturbed, and his face flushed in embarrassment.He seemed to want to say "You're welcome", but his eyes were a little dodgy, and his hands that had nowhere to rest were shy.He looked at Song Yaze, but couldn't hold back any words, so he turned around abruptly and left.

Seeing his stiff back, Song Yaze thought he was a shy person, so he smiled lightly.He raised the cup and found that there was not much coffee left in it, only some black dregs left floating alone.He thought to himself, a lot of coffee was spilled, which probably made the young man's hands all over.

"Yaze!" A loud and high-pitched male voice drew Song Yaze's attention. "Why did you come out? What are you doing in a daze, thinking about it?"

Seeing this strange face, Song Yaze thought to himself that he should be a friend in the same company, so he walked towards him and sat on the vacant velvet chair beside him.

"You don't go out of the cabin for half a month, and you write a sailing diary every day. Finally figured it out today?" Xu Yinliang smiled, and Liu Lingzhi was sitting beside him. "Let me introduce you. This is Liu Lingzhi. He goes to the same middle school as us. He is going to the United States to study physics."

"Hello." Song Yaze shook hands with him and exchanged greetings.

"Jiu Yang." Liu Lingzhi said politely, "Yinliang has been praising you, saying that you are going to study philosophy, and you will be an 'Oriental Descartes' in the future."

"Don't dare, dare not. I'm just a little interested." Song Yaze silently wiped off his cold sweat, thinking that it's just not easy to be a scholar, and I'm afraid he will be exposed as a counterfeit sooner or later.

"Most of us studying abroad are motivated by interest, otherwise, who would want to be so far away from home?" Xu Yinliang didn't notice anything unusual about his childhood, "The tuition is still so expensive, it eats up my expenses for half a year."

"Half a year's expenses can be exchanged for a golden shell for a lifetime." Liu Lingzhi took the words with an angry expression on his face, "My elder brother said that a scholar who doesn't go to study abroad will get a title, just like a tortoise without its shell." But let me tell you, is this American diploma so valuable?"

Song Yaze glanced at the two people's attire, both of which were well-made and dignified, and said, "The tuition is so expensive. Those who study abroad are probably students with solid backgrounds."

"That's not necessarily the case!" Liu Lingzhi quickly denied, "The one who lives in the cabin opposite me is also going to study physics. He is a public-funded student who has passed the Boxer Indemnity! He wears long gowns all day long and doesn't even have a decent dress. I heard that his parents are both in small businesses, and the family doesn't have much foundation..."

"Is that the man?" Xu Yinliang pointed to a blue gown in the distance and said. "On the whole boat, he is the only young man in a long gown!"

"That's him!" Liu Lingzhi nodded. "His name is Li Yuanfu. He has a very dull temper. He doesn't talk too much when he meets people. Now he lives in a cabin by himself. He used to share a cabin with another person, but that person I thought he had a bad temper, so I moved out and slept on my upper bunk. These are what my upper bunk told me."

"He is 'Chinese Tesla'! He is so good at physics, tall, thin and taciturn, who else but Tesla?" Xu Yinliang immediately nicknamed Li Yuanfu and said with a smile.

"Cough, why does he have pockmarks on his face?!" Xu Yinliang's eyes were very good, and he caught the freckles on Li Yuanfu's face from a long distance, exclaimed, with a mocking voice.

"Yinliang, you don't understand." Liu Lingzhi smiled, "It's called freckles, not pockmarks."

Song Yaze didn't like the mocking gestures of these two people, so he spoke for Li Yuanfu: "This is not a birthmark, some foreigners still regard it as beautiful."

The three of them drank iced coffee and chatted for a while, and the topics ranged from the weather to ice skating and Peking.After having dinner on the deck, Song Yaze and Xu Yinliang returned to the cabin.

On the way, Xu Yinliang stared at Song Yaze for a while, then said thoughtfully, "Yaze, I don't think you look alike today or in normal times."

Song Yaze smiled, and said unsurprisingly, "Tell me, have you changed?"

"No. Your temperament has not changed at all." Xu Yinliang dragged the end of his voice, as if he was thinking, "But I always feel that you seem to have aged a lot, and your speech is no longer eloquent."