A ventriloquist is reborn in the 21st century

"I guess you don't have a status, and it will be difficult to find a job. Do you want me to help you find a job?" Mr. Ji grew up, and it was the first time he was interested in caring about other people's lives, but some people didn't seem to appreciate it.

Qin Yufeng acted as if he had never heard of it, and poured himself a drink, almost non-stop.

Recalling the scene of being turned away again and again when looking for work around in my mind a few days ago, my heart was sour for a while, and I couldn't help feeling: "I have practiced skills hard since I was a child, regardless of cold or heat, and I boast that few people in the world can match it. But when I got here, I was useless at all, everyone regarded me as a lunatic..."

"Only Xiaobei treats me differently. If it weren't for him, maybe my generation of technicians would have starved to death on the street long ago!"

"Who is Xiao Bei?" Ji Shinian asked.

Qin Yufeng didn't answer him, raised his hand to drink the wine in the glass, and suddenly chanted in a low voice:

Detached from the wind and dust in the northeast, wandering between the heaven and the earth in the southwest.

The sun and the moon are flooded by the towers of the Three Gorges, and the clothes of the five streams are all clouds and mountains.

The owner of Jiehu is a rogue, and the poet has not returned it when he is mourning.

Yu Xin was the most bleak in his life, and his poems and prose in his later years moved Jiangguan.

The magnetic low-pitched voice filled the quiet box for a while, with a hint of melancholy in that voice, like the melody of a guqin that has been deposited for thousands of years and is timeless.

Ji Shinian remembers that this poem was Du Fu's work in his later years, expressing his feelings about the fate of his life and his worries about the world. During the sixth year of Xuanhe in Huizong's reign, the country was indeed in turmoil, and even reached a critical moment of precarity. ...Could it be that this person still has the world in mind?

After singing the song, Qin Yufeng stood up suddenly, walked a few steps staggeringly, the cup in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Ji Shinian saw that his face was fair, not even half flushed, but he couldn't even stand still. Could it be that he was drunk?

Thinking of this, he suddenly heard a "plop", the tall man in front of him fell straight to the ground, and the carved wooden chair was also thrown to the ground by him.

Ji Shinian didn't even think about it, so he hurried forward to check.

He reached out and patted Qin Yufeng's face, but there was no response, "Hey, wake up, Qin Yufeng!"

Qin Yufeng didn't know about personnel affairs, so he raised his hand and waved Ji Shinian's hand away.

Looking at the drunk man paralyzed on the ground, Ji Shinian was speechless for a moment. After a long silence, he called the staff outside to come in, ordered them to carry him out, and then went to pay the bill by himself.

A sturdy man came in to help Qin Yufeng, helped him downstairs, and sent him out of the alley to Ji Shinian's car.

Ji Shinian said, "Thank you!"

The man hurriedly said: "Mr. Ji is polite." The man watched the car leave, and then turned back to the restaurant.

Ji Shinian drove back to the downstairs of the community, looking at Qin Yufeng who was drunk in the back seat of the car, he couldn't help frowning.

He stood there for a long while, then reached out to help, and pulled Qin Yufeng out of the car. Ji Shinian dragged him upstairs in the elevator. Wrinkles became deeper and deeper, "Don't you say that the ancients were small in stature, I really don't know what the hell you eat to grow so big!"

He came from a family and was well-educated since he was a child. It was really displeased to force him to say such words.

After finally arriving at home, Ji Shinian was drenched in sweat. He threw Qin Yufeng on the sofa and sat on it himself.

After resting for a while, he really felt uncomfortable all over. He got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, Qin Yufeng was still awake, and even his movements were still the same as before. Due to his height, one foot was bent and the other Drooping on the floor, it looked a little funny and a little pathetic.

Ji Shinian was wearing a nightgown and sitting on the single sofa, turning on the TV to watch the evening news.

When it was time to go to bed, he dragged Qin Yufeng to the guest room without taking off his shoes, and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

The next day there was a dubbing of a youth idol drama. When Yang Bei went downstairs to Tianji, he didn't see Qin Yufeng for the first time. He waited for a long time with the recording studio staff, but no one came.

"Why hasn't he come yet? How long have you been waiting? Yang Bei, give him a call." The staff in charge of equipment operation said impatiently.

Yang Bei took out the second-hand bar phone in his pocket, and then remembered that Qin Yufeng didn't even have a mobile phone, let alone a phone number. He thought for a while and said, "Brother Li, I'll look for it."

After leaving the company, he first went to the place where Qin Yufeng usually stayed, and then went to the commercial street where they knew each other. Yang Bei was running profusely, but he still didn't see half of him, so he couldn't help feeling anxious .

This fool, where did he go, he won't be sold out!

Normally, he would tell Qin Yufeng to wait there, and he would wait there without saying a word, but this time he suddenly disappeared, and he realized that he couldn't find him, and he had no choice but to search everywhere. Suddenly, there was a feeling that that person had never appeared before.

Yang Bei sat on the stone platform by the side of the street where people were coming and going, the sun was scorching in the sky, as if he wanted to melt people in the sun before giving up.

Thinking of the ease and joy of these days, the longing for the future, and the desperate and desperate passion, all are like a big smoke-like dream, blown by the wind, all scattered, and that The humble, polite, and gentle man is just a passer-by in his dream, and he can't find it when he wakes up.

The thin and delicate young man stared blankly into the distance, his dark eyes seemed to be empty, but they seemed to be filled with thousands of emotions. He didn't stand up until his eyes were dry and red, and stretched out his hand to wipe his face. Sweating his forehead from the scorching sun, Yang Bei walked towards the company again.

A smile appeared on the boy's face, and he told himself in his heart that maybe he had already gone back!

When the light from the curtain hit Qin Yufeng's face, the hangover finally woke up.

Looking at the spotless ceiling above his head, Qin Yufeng was in a daze for a while, and then remembered what happened last night.

Rubbing his sore forehead, yesterday that person invited himself to drink, and then he seemed to be drunk, where is this place... Wait, yesterday that person, what did you say?It has been 800 years since the sixth year of Xuanhe...

The most horrifying moment has passed. Qin Yufeng sat blankly for a long time, and finally attributed all this to the fact that he died in the great fire, and then reincarnated to this place, but his reincarnation carried memories, and he was somewhat different from others. Just different!

After sorting out his thoughts, he got off the bed and left the room.

There should be a hall outside, Qin Yufeng looked at the furnishings in the room, except that he could roughly guess which is a table and which is a chair, he has never seen anything else.

Although he felt very strange in his heart, other people's homes were not his own after all, as a person who had read sage books, he did not touch them out of politeness.

After walking around Ji Shinian's house, Qin Yufeng finally found the door to go out, but he tried for a long time, but he didn't know how to open it, so he had to go back to the soft door dejectedly. Sit down in a soft chair.

I didn't go to Tianji today, so I don't know what happened to Xiaobei, whether he was scolded by the boss...

Feeling hungry after sitting for a while, Qin Yufeng remembered that there seemed to be some food in the big air-conditioned cabinet just now, so he got up and walked over.

There is a lot of purified water, a few eggs, and some unpacked fruits in the refrigerator.

"Brother, I'm really hungry in the lower abdomen, I will lend you two eggs." I don't know whether this was said to Ji Shinian or the refrigerator, Qin Yufeng bowed to the refrigerator, and then took two The eggs come out.

He entered the kitchen, but he couldn't find the stove. After tinkering with it for a long time, he finally had to give up the idea of ​​cooking noodles for himself, and went back to the sofa to sit down in despair.

During the hot summer season, the company had a lot of things to do, and Ji Shinian was busy until the afternoon, only then did he remember that there was someone else at home.

The fingerprints used for the door lock of his house couldn't be delivered even if he ordered a takeaway. Thinking of this, Ji Shinian stood up from his office chair.

The secretary who was reporting work was taken aback for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Ji, you..."

Ji Shinian reached out to straighten the collar of his suit, and said expressionlessly, "I remember something at home, so let's go here!" He walked out without waiting for the secretary to answer.

Driving all the way home, Ji Shinian opened the door and went in, only to see Qin Yufeng lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly.