Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

After he finished writing, he put down the pen and picked up the freshly brewed tea at hand.

He is only in his twenties, but he lives like an old cadre.

It is already 2023.

I also like to write manuscripts and use metal pens.

I like to buy thick paper books and make a cup of hot tea while reading.

There is always a pot of green plants by the window, and there is an old-fashioned speaker in the living room.

On the one hand, he is like an old cadre.

On the other hand, it's a bit sentimental.

It was pitch black outside the window.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights of the nearby buildings dimmed little by little.

The man was obsessed with the teacup, and sipped leisurely, without any intention of falling asleep.

His eyes fell on the notebook on the table, and he stared straight at the page of the reply, as if to pierce a hole in it.

If time and space cross.

Who is the person on the other side?

What era do you live in?

What's it like over there?

If this discovery is announced to the world, it will surely cause quite a stir.

The man picked up the gold-rimmed eyes on the table, put them on again, and took a sip from the teacup.

This paper, he may have a good idea.

Maybe it can rush to next year's Boltzmann Award.

Although there are many doubts in his heart, he did not ask them all in one go.

Instead, prepare to put a long line to catch big fish.

step by step.

**

At this time, Bai Zhen didn't know.

A man who existed in the future was sitting at his desk all night, staring dryly at the notebook, waiting for her reply.

She didn't really take the notebook thing to heart.

Because in her opinion, it was just a prank by a classmate.

And what she really wants to do is only two things.

First, attack the flower of the high mountain, bah, the defiant brat, Luo Mo.

Second, complete the side missions and get rid of the death catastrophe.

Bai Zhen scratched her hair, a little worried.

She washed her face, woke up a bit, and looked at the mirror in the bathroom.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

...is really ordinary.

I don't know why that little fresh meat fell in love with her in the third year of junior high.

If it weren't for him, there would be no such troubles as curses and death reincarnations.

Bai Zhen took off the black-framed eyes on the bridge of her nose and lifted her bangs up, revealing a smooth, full forehead.

The girl in the mirror looked carefully. Although her face was not as stunning as Lomo's, she was a comfortable and attractive type.

It is said that people rely on clothes and change their clothes, and she is also a good girl.

Just too thin.

Feeling a little malnourished.

Bai Zhen put her eyes back on again.

Although he looked a little dumb, he was taciturn and not very easy to get along with.

But also good.

I want to settle Jiuyuan's boy, this is enough to give him face.

She walked out of the bathroom.

Go back to pack your bags and get ready to go home.

His eyes fell on the notebook on the desktop.

Her fingertips paused.

Immediately took a look.

Below her words, there has been a new reply.

"childish.

Do you know that you are doing an epoch-making thing? "

Epoch-making significance?

Bai Zhen snorted in disdain, "Che, the second one."

After she finished speaking, she threw the book aside, ignored it, put on her schoolbag and left.

She had no time to continue this prank.

She is someone who has big things to do.

Bai Zhen was lying by the window, looking out.

at the moment of finding the target.

She carried a small schoolbag and ran out like a 100-meter sprint.