Fast time travel: I sell mobile phones in another world

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"It's been a lifetime. It's only a few seconds here, because I stopped time." Weiwei explained seriously, not understanding Tang Yan's humor.

Tang Yan buried that unforgettable experience in his heart, and looked at Weiwei with a big smile.

"Let's start the next world, I can't wait."

A kind of pressure brought by a top student came over. Although Weiwei didn't know what it felt like, she felt an inexplicable sense of urgency in her heart.

But she still shook her head firmly.

"No, uninterrupted time travel will harm your psychology. Let's rest for two weeks before proceeding to the next time travel. Just during this time, I will go to other worlds to get you some cheats."

Tang Yan knew that Weiwei was doing it for his own good, so he had no choice but to nod.

She hasn't practiced at this stage, if she can only travel through once every two weeks, wouldn't she travel through it once or twice at most, and the mathematical modeling competition is about to start.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan wanted to cry.

Because she has to open Love Nikki-Dress by doing advanced math problems every day, her math level is steadily and slowly rising.

However, knowledge such as English and computer has regressed badly due to long-term use.

The Mathematical Modeling Contest examines the comprehensive ability of mathematical modeling, programming and papers.

Under normal circumstances, mathematical modeling is a group of three participants, and the three are responsible for one of mathematical modeling, programming and writing papers.

Tang Yan didn't have much problem in mathematical modeling. What was weak in the team was his teammates' programming and papers.

Originally, Tang Yan could help that computer major teammate in programming, but now that it's over, he can't help at all.

Although Tang Yan's mathematical ability has improved, for the team, his shortcomings are more obvious, and the overall strength has actually retreated.

Don't look at Tang Yan who has been the founding emperor of the country, but in modern times, he is just an ordinary college student. He is at the beginning stage of his life. Of course, he needs to win awards to prove his strength.

Tang Yan thought for a while: "Weiwei, is there a small world where chronological literature is generated? That kind of small world in the 90s and [-]s, where there were no mobile phones yet, but mobile phones were soon developed. If I go to such a world to promote mobile phones, does it count? Is it considered to be a manifestation of God in front of people?"

"Tang Yan, you are so smart, why didn't I think of that!" Weiwei's eyes lit up immediately, "As long as it is an era when smart phones are not popular, with your participation, more people will use smart phones , Even if my people appear before the Holy Spirit.

In such a small world, as long as you participate in the industry closely related to mobile phones, you don't have to work hard, just follow the trend, and you can naturally complete the task. "

To complete the task, it is not necessary to use the smartphone that Weiwei created out of thin air, as long as it is a smartphone with Tang Yan's participation.

Weiwei was very excited, she liked this kind of small world picked up for nothing.

Tang Yan was also very happy.

But her happiness is different from Weiwei's.

Although smartphones didn’t exist a few decades ago, programming already existed.

Even in 92, there was a mathematical modeling competition.

She can definitely participate in several mathematical modeling competitions in Chronology to accumulate some experience for herself.

"Then let's find a small world generated by Chronology next time. You don't need to transfer memories to me. I can handle the modern world."

People who have been emperors are so confident.

Weiwei nodded: "Okay, it's settled. You go back and rest first, and I'll find you a golden finger."

After saying that, Weiwei disappeared.

Tang Yan also had some expectations for his golden fingers, hoping that it was a skill, if not, the common golden fingers in novels such as Space would also work.

She packed up the books on the table in the pavilion and prepared to go back to the dormitory to take a nap.

Tang Yan walked into the familiar yet unfamiliar girls' dormitory, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that his dormitory was 502.

She climbed up to the fifth floor, walked to the door, and gently pushed open the door of the bedroom.

The girls' dormitory for 4 people is a bit messy.

Yang Shanshan, who was lying on the bed reading a novel, saw Tang Yan come in, and immediately got up from the bed, lying on the edge of the bed, watching eagerly.

"Spice, you came back so early today. Hey, did my rice come back too?"

It was only then that Tang Yan remembered that before he went to the library, he had agreed to bring food for Yang Shanshan.

Unexpectedly, it would be several years for Tang Yan to go this way, and he had long forgotten to bring food.

She looked at Yang Shanshan's familiar smiling face and the familiar environment in the dormitory. She felt more and more familiar in her heart, and she finally recovered from the discomfort of returning from time travel.

She smiled and patted Yang Shanshan's little head sticking out of the railing beside the bed.

"Let's go, I'll invite you out to eat. By the way, where are Mengxin and Yushu?"

Yue Mengxin and Wang Yushu are the other two people in bedroom 502.

There are only two girls in the sophomore year of the Department of Mathematics, namely Yang Shanshan and Tang Yan.

Yue Mengxin and Wang Yushu are from the English department.There were too many girls in the English department, and the two extra girls formed a dorm with Tang Yan and Yang Shanshan from the mathematics department.

The four of them usually have a good relationship, but because of the class, Tang Yan and Yang Shanshan got closer, and Yue Mengxin and Wang Shuyu got closer.

Tang Yan remembered that Yue Mengxin and Wang Yushu planned to play games in three rows with Yang Shanshan in the dormitory.

"The English Department has an impromptu meeting, and the two of them sent me a text message saying that they will play games when they come back tonight." Yang Shanshan replied.

Hearing this, Tang Yan threw Yang Shanshan's coat on the table below.

"Let's go, let's go have dinner."

Yang Shanshan happened to be hungry, so she cleaned up briefly and walked out with Tang Yan.

Along the way, Yang Shanshan kept staring at Tang Yan.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Yan glanced at Yang Shanshan.

"Wow!" Yang Shanshan exclaimed, "The look in your eyes just now looks so attractive!"

Tang Yan was full of question marks, what the hell?

Yang Shanshan kept gesticulating on Tang Yan: "The breasts are not bigger, the nose is not straighter, and um, I don't wear makeup either. But why do you feel better than you did this morning?"

Tang Yan looked at the rearview mirror of the car parked on the side of the road.

Tang Yan was used to seeing his dark and rough self in ancient times, but now the fair and tender beauty in the mirror made Tang Yan unable to help but want to cry.

Why is she so beautiful!
Tang Yan touched his face cherishingly.

She hasn't cultivated, so her appearance will definitely not change. If she looks better, it should be a matter of temperament.

In terms of looks alone, Tang Yan was originally a top-notch beauty.

But the real beauty is not only the appearance, but also the temperament.

Tang Yan used to be a child who had no experience in the world, at most he had a bookish temperament, but he was definitely not outstanding in temperament.

Now after being tempered by ancient times, after being an emperor for several years, he will naturally bring out a confident temperament
Under the background of outstanding temperament, people will look better.

Who doesn't love beauty? Tang Yan said happily: "Let's go, Haidilao!"

Yang Shanshan was stunned.

"What's the matter with you, the seasoning? Today is the sun coming out from the west? Don't you study, and go to eat such a waste of time?"

(End of this chapter)