my country is dead

Smelling or jumping in a chic way, as if going to overthrow the world at any time, when you turn your head and stand on the side of the road full of traffic... you will be subdued by modern technology.The four-wheeled steel monsters roared past one after another, and Wen or Yue didn't know how to stand on his feet to walk safely to the opposite side.

The humble emperor, ask for help QAQ online.

Wen Ruyue's first choice for help is naturally his legendary elder brother Wen Zhen.

It's just how can I transmit sound across thousands of miles like others, so that my brother can see me right away?Wen or Yue couldn't help but fell into deep thought.He still doesn't know how to play with his mobile phone very much, and only triggers his instinct for text messages.And among the thousands of notification text messages on the phone, none came from his elder brother.

The relationship between brothers is worrying.

Unable to give up after hearing this, he tried his best to investigate again, and finally found a needle in a haystack, and managed to find the name of the eldest brother's special assistant.That was a text message from many, many years ago.

Wen or Yue: [Help, I want to go home woo woo woo. 】

Even the onomatopoeia of crying is an automatic association of the voice input method.

Mr. Special Assistant, who was far away across the ocean, saw his second young master appear in the text message, his brain went down for three seconds, his eyes went blank, and his emotions were all left to astonishment.

——Which era of old antiques will use text messages to communicate?

Of course, shock is nothing but shock, things still have to be done.The professionalism of Mr. Special Assistant allowed him to get everything he needed for his second young master in the next 15 minutes.

The special car delivered Wen or Yue overnight, and went to Jiangzuo City Airport, which is the closest to Jiangzuo County. There is a five-star hotel connected by a corridor bridge at the airport, and there is also a female assistant who is in charge of meeting Wen or Yue.

The female assistant has already checked in in advance, and she introduced the next itinerary to Wen Or Yue while walking: "The private jet is tentatively scheduled for around 10 am tomorrow, and I will come to the room to pick you up then."

Wen or Yue pretended to be calm and nodded, trying very hard to restrain himself from looking at those corridor lights that were as bright as day.

"Your change of clothes has been placed in the dressing room. Due to limited time, I can only buy ready-made clothes. Please forgive me." When the female assistant said this, she didn't even dare to breathe, and she had already done it. Be prepared to be scolded or scolded bloody.Because everyone who has come into contact with Wen Jia, the second young master, has warned her that the second young master is not easy to mess with.

But the unreasonable trouble that the female assistant thought did not come down as promised, all she was waiting for was Wen Huyue's answer: "Okay, I understand."

"Will the dinner be delivered directly to your suite, or will you go to the executive lounge later?" The female assistant continued to ask intimately in the inconceivable shock.

"Executive lounge." Wen Ruyue wanted to experience as many different environments as possible, so as not to show his timidity in the future.

"What about breakfast tomorrow?"

"Send it to your room."

"Okay, I have already talked to the hotel about your taste and habits." The information in the female assistant's hand was emailed to her by Mr. Special Assistant. "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"No need." Wen or Yue shook his head, because he didn't know what to ask, he just hoped that his instinct would remember how to dress and undress.He has already learned from the heavenly scriptures that modern people seem to seldom let others serve them closely, no matter how rich the person is.

Sure enough, after sending Wen or Yue to the door of the suite, the female assistant stopped and stopped there.

Wen or Yue feels very good about his degree of integration into modern times, and feels that he only needs another perfect ending to end his day of socializing.So he smiled and said, "You can go to rest too, Siri."

Female assistant: "...???"

Facing the closed door, she really didn't know whether she should correct the second young master next time she saw her. Her English name was Jessica, and no one would name her Siri.

In the executive lounge at night, there are more people than you can imagine.

Colorful cocktails, fragrant Chinese and Western food, all of which make people feel dizzy.He was sitting at the table by the window at this moment, eating an exquisitely shaped cupcake, wanting to shake his feet in happiness.Sweet but not greasy frosting, soft and rich cake body, being a modern person is really happy.

Wen or Yue was eating a small cake while feeling the excitement of looking down from the 33rd floor through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.Downstairs was brightly lit, and the night was dim.This modern age is really too bright, as if cast by a fairy.

The hall is also full of toasts and cups, bright and beautiful.

But Wen or Yue was inexplicably attracted by a young man sitting in a corner.Suit pants, a striped shirt, and a slim-fitting single-breasted vest, the youthful and capable waist is undoubtedly highlighted.And the silver watch chain, the ascetic tie, and the slightly rolled up sleeves gave him a little more casualness.

The young man held a mobile phone in a pair of slender, bony hands.From the reflection, he seemed to be frowning over the text message page on his phone.

Wen or Yue didn't have the hobby of meddling in other people's business. Just when he was about to look away and look at the target again, the young man raised his head from the high back chair in the corner, revealing his clean and cold eyes. The face is like the feminine face of a good woman.Half are bathed in sunlight, and half remain in shadow.

Hearing or jumping out of courtesy, he stood up all of a sudden.It's not for anything else, just because the young man looks almost exactly the same as his queen Ji.

Unlike the emperors of previous dynasties, Wen or Yue's queen was chosen by himself.

At that time, Wen Huyue was being questioned by the courtiers who relied on the old to sell the old. The noble daughters of various families have been in the palace for more than several months. Is His Majesty the dignified and virtuous daughter of Zhongyi Jiang Shangshu's family, or the famous niece and granddaughter of the famous Su Ge old man?Or the beautiful and charming cousin of the empress dowager's natal family?I also ask His Majesty to make a decision.

Wen or Yue didn't want to choose either, and in the end they didn't choose either.

He held the hand of General Ji's compatriot sister, appeared in the Hall of Wuwei, and announced in public that this girl who was too tall and a little taller than him was Zi Tong whom he identified.

Facing the menacing officials in the hall, Empress Ji did not have the shyness of a young girl, nor the panic under heavy pressure, but was just as straight and straight as a frosty sword inserted obliquely into the ground.She is fearless and unhurried, as if she was born for the post.Wen Huyue secretly praised in his heart, she deserves to be the tiger girl of Jiangmen.

The glamorous beauty turned into a fierce young man, still shining brightly.

Even though he knew that the other party was unlikely to be his queen, Wen Or Yue couldn't help walking over, and sat down opposite the young man very familiarly.

What Wen or Yue didn't see was that the four big men in suits on the table not far away stood up after he appeared, and then sat back to their original positions under the commanding eyes of the young man.

"Can't send text messages? I can help." Wen or Yue said enthusiastically.

The young man's movements were a beat slower because of these words.He looked at Wen or Yue who had already moved over and smiled softly, and inexplicably felt a very unreal feeling, so he had to repeat emphatically: "You, help me?"

Hearing or jumping his head like pounding garlic, he wished he could break apart his experience and share it with the other party. He also took out his mobile phone as a demonstration: "Yes, yes, the operation is actually very simple. In this way, in this way, you see, press here again, and you can send it. Modern technology is really scary. Come on, try it.”

The bodyguards at a table not far away were shocked. What kind of magical way to strike up a conversation is this?Teach someone how to text?Does our boss need you to teach?

Before the words fell, I saw that their boss, who had always been indifferent and stern, listened attentively, and did not forget to give a questioning look first, and then a frequent nod of affirmation. The two interacted It's a joy.In fact, the young man was unable to get away from this familiar smell for a long time because he was surrounded by smelling or jumping on the scent of cedar, and he just habitually said: "Thank you for teaching me this."

"You're welcome." Wen or Yue smiled with a sense of accomplishment, "My name is Wen or Yue, how about you?"

"Ji Zaiyuan." Ji Zaiyuan finally came back to his senses, squinted his eyes slightly, and paused every word, almost staring at Wen or Yue's face before finishing these three words, as if he wanted to engrave his name into the soul of the other party .

Before he heard or jumped to remember, the young man's name was exactly the same as that of the queen's brother, the general, and he saw the shot.Wen or Yue didn't know where the camera came from in the hotel's executive lounge, but his instinct still made him stand up in a hurry, taking advantage of the dim light on one side, and left in a hurry, without even having time to say goodbye.

Tuliu Ji Zaiyuan sat where he was, with deep eyes and playful lips.

In the end, he really used text messages to send a message to his good friend: [I take back the preface, your brother is quite cute. 】