[Comprehensive] Traveling to the world of romance novels

"Xibao" is Yishu's first book that Cen Yu read, so the impression was very deep.

Before that, she thought that the domineering president in the novel had only a few characteristics: domineering, wealthy, handsome, young, and most importantly, affectionate.However, Xu Cunzi in "Xibao" subverted her cognition, not only not young, but also not affectionate. Until the end, Cen Yu couldn't understand whether he fell in love with Xibao.

She didn't think she would be smarter than Xibao, who was born in Trinity College, Cambridge, but the facts proved that the body she possessed was not as good as Xibao in all aspects.

Cen Yu, who opened his eyes again, saw the yellowish ceiling again, and was completely sure: she was not dreaming, she had indeed entered a new world.

Standing up slowly, Cen Yu found himself in a narrow room, which was only half the size of the original student dormitory, except for a one-meter-wide bed and a wooden desk and chair with paint peeling off. There are only large wooden boxes piled up one after another.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and a faint light came in from behind a curtain as gray as a torn rag, bringing a glimmer of light to the dim cabin.

Cen Yu got off the bed with bare feet, went to the window and pulled the curtain aside, bright lights rushed into her eyes, and in an instant, the room was already bright.

Opening the window, Cen Yu found that the opposite building was very close to him, and the dark window of that house was facing him, as if a giant beast with its mouth wide open was showing its terrifying fangs to him with a sneer.Looking up, the sky is full of broken clouds.Looking down, the sky, I was floating tens of meters in the air.

Startled, she quickly retracted her body, closed the curtains, and stroked her chest with lingering fear.

Cen Yu has never been to Hong Kong, but he has watched Hong Kong dramas and heard that Hong Kong is a place where every inch of land is expensive.The building grows like crazy to the sky, and a family of five or six people live in a small house that is too crowded to turn around.Looking at it now, my body is no different from that of the mediocre people in Central.

It was only then that Cen Yu remembered that he should see who he was dressed in.God bless, it must be a beauty, must be a young beauty.She remembered very clearly that although Xu Cunzi was affectionate, he only loved young and energetic women.

Thankfully, this so-called system isn't too deceptive.On the round mirror with two or three cracks on the surface, Cen Yu saw a young face.is it beautiful?With thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose, and a small mouth, although she is still not at the level to participate in Miss Hong Kong's election, at least she is much better than herself before time travel.

Only then did she let out a long breath: Fortunately, fortunately, she doesn't have a sickly beautiful face like Lin Daiyu's, otherwise how could she attract the domineering president by being full of energy?

Since there is no full-length mirror and no ruler, Cen Yu doesn't know how tall he is, but he estimates that he is about 165. He is short and long, with tight thighs, slender calves, and fair skin.

She breathed a sigh of relief again: Not bad, not reborn as a fat woman, but quite in line with Yi Shu's image of a pretty girl.

Yi Shu is very cunning, she didn't write down what Xibao looked like in detail, for a moment, Cen Yu thought she was Xibao, but quickly denied the answer - she looked at it on the paint-peeled desktop. I found a half-old thick leather notebook with three words written on the title page: Shang Qinqin.

At the same time as seeing this name, memories about Shang Qinqin flooded his brain like a spring.

Shang Qinqin, 20 years old, female from the mainland, has been in Hong Kong for less than three years and is currently a student of the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong.

Cen Yu silently recited the name several times in his heart, so as not to be called unresponsive by others but not remember.Shang Qinqin Shang Qinqin Shang Qinqin, okay, from now on I will be called Shang Qinqin, Shang Qinqin told himself so.

Shang Qinqin rummaged through the unlocked drawer, and finally found a green ID card in a yellowed leather wallet, with the date of birth and date of issue written on it.

The ID card was from three years ago, and Shang Qinqin in the photo still looks immature, looking at the camera with a sullen face.Shang Qinqin was taken aback: Three years ago, she was only 17 years old, where did the little girl get so much resentment and dissatisfaction in her movies?

——She had forgotten that her real age was only 19 years old, one year younger than Shang Qinqin at this time.

There was no more useful information to be found on the ID card, so Shang Qinqin began to search for it again.Fortunately, she found a student ID card in the same drawer. Although she was prepared, she was still surprised. It turned out that it was a Hong Kong University student ID card from decades ago.

Not to mention the Hong Kong student ID card, Qin Qin, a student ID card dealer from the two giant schools in the Mainland, has never seen it with his own eyes.

In the world before time travel, mainland students who want to go to Hong Kong University are like studying abroad. They need to have good English and good grades. I am just a middle-level student in an ordinary university. Achieved the goal by myself.

It seems that although the owner of this body is not as smart as Xibao, he is not stupid. After three years in Hong Kong, he can go to the University of Hong Kong, which is much better than the useless self.

Searching again, I found an advertisement cut out from a newspaper. Shang Qinqin thought it was a piece of waste paper and put it aside casually, but he was stunned when he glanced at it unintentionally. He quickly took the newspaper clipping and read it word by word. stand up.

After reading it, Shang Qinqin was overjoyed. He thought it would be difficult to get close to Xu Cunzi with his current status, but he didn’t expect the opportunity to be close at hand—the advertisement reads:

Xu Zhai is in urgent need of a female Chinese tutor for fourth-grade female students.Interested parties please call...

Xu house?Shang Qinqin doesn't believe that there will be another Xu's house in the world of "Xi Bao", this must be Xu Cunzi's Xu's house!

I don't know when this newspaper clipping was made, did they find a tutor... Shang Qinqin was shocked, and decided to act immediately, and must apply for this position.

At this moment, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door: "Qin Qin, Qin Qin, are you up?"

Shang Qinqin was startled, loosened her hand, and the newspaper clippings fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, and said in her mouth: "Wait, I'll come." She was surprised to find that what she said was in Cantonese.

The door opened directly from the outside, revealing a tired and sallow face of a middle-aged woman: "Why have you slept for so long? Mom has gone to work, so you take care of your brother at home."

Shang Qinqin stared at her blankly, countless pictures played back in his mind like a lantern.Three seconds later, she remembered the identity of the other party: Shang Qinqin—that is, her mother Wang Hongmei.

After all, the middle-aged woman didn't care about Shang Qinqin's answer, she just put a boy who was about two or three years old on her bed, turned around and left.

A moment later, there was the sound of the door being slammed shut, shaking even the walls.Afterwards, the voice of someone next door swearing and swearing came over clearly: "Damn local guy, you made such a vigorous move, you deserve to die husband!"

The doll on the bed with Shang Qinqin stared wide-eyed. A few seconds later, the doll stretched out its arms and grinned, revealing its teeth that hadn’t even grown yet.

Shang Qinqin's heart softened instantly.She loved children, but never had a use for them.Her parents got married late, and she was the youngest in the family. She had a lot of cousins, but there were no younger siblings below, and she never enjoyed the right to be an older sister.Right now, the soft, white and tender baby smiled at her, a kind of maternal emotion arose spontaneously, and she also opened her arms.

Shang Qinqin unskillfully picked up the cheap little brother, and the baby boy hugged her shoulder without crying or fussing, babbling and inarticulate childish speech.Fortunately, he was not heavy, Shang Qinqin walked with him in his arms, intending to take a good look at what the house looked like.

After a lap, Shang Qinqin had to accept the fact that the family was indeed not rich. There were only two bedrooms, a kitchen and a bathroom with leaking water. The total area was not as big as two student dormitories.

Shang Qinqin noticed that there was a family portrait hanging on the wall of this house, with only three people on it, and the only male was not a limp boy in his hands, but an adult man with a blurred face.

Probably because the age was too long, the faces of the three people in the photo could not be seen clearly. She could only vaguely recognize that the little girl with the croissant was her past self, and the young woman with a gentle smile on her face was It was just that middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion.Judging from the general facial features of the adult man, he looks good, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he can be called handsome. Shang Qinqin found that the eyes and eyebrows of his face were very similar to that man.

The long-standing memory still in her mind told her that this was taken when she was ten years old, when their family was still in the mainland, and the man on the screen was her father.

From this family portrait, Shang Qinqin can see a sense of happiness, but he has to accept a sad reality: that is a thing of the past.

The man in this photo is my cheap father is dead, and my cheap mother is bearing the expenses of the whole family.No wonder I have to go out to work on Sunday—there is a wall calendar next to the family portrait, which clearly shows that today is Sunday, July [-].

In her vague memory, she remembered that her father passed away two years ago, before her younger brother was even born.

Sighing, Shang Qinqin decided to make a good plan for his future.After all, she is facing a more embarrassing predicament than Xibao: Although Xibao and his mother depend on each other for life, they are still free to move, but at this time she has to carry a small oil bottle, and her personal freedom is greatly affected. limit.