The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine

Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked around the unfamiliar environment, and struggled to get up. Halfway through, he felt the surging power in his body, shook his head and smiled to himself. He lowered his head and looked at his tight, smooth skin and his smooth, natural and plump muscles. Then he supported himself with his arms, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and somersaulted off the bed.

I took a bottle of water, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and stared at the neon lights outside.

After seventy-three years in The Grandmaster, the Japanese, the defeated army, and the bandit bullies killed so many people and sent away old friends one after another. It was clear whether life or death was concerned. But it should be painful, and he was not happy in his later years.

And after so many years, many of his memories have been blurred, and now everything he sees when he returns to the real world is unfamiliar.

Wang Yan sighed and pulled out the panel

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 25

Agility 25

Physique 25

Spirit 22

Unallocated points 5

Storage space 2m

Skill: Fighting LV5

Calligraphy LV5

Computer LV5

Traditional Chinese Medicine LV3

Chinese Studies LV3

Philosophy LV3

Shooting LV3

Japanese LV3

. . . Omit a bunch of skills.

The harvest this time is still a lot, all physical attributes are 25, and due to the inability to compress, the height has grown to 184cm and the weight is about 200cm. It is a matter of course that his fighting skills reach LV5. He has practiced for a lifetime, summarized for a lifetime, spread for a lifetime, and pioneered for a lifetime.

I have been writing large characters all my life, and my calligraphy skills have reached LV5. Those old buddies, his brothers, including a group of juniors in the city all knew that he liked this thing, and they would go around looking for the four treasures of the study, authentic calligraphy of celebrities, etc. to please him. Copying so many original works, coupled with my own diligent practice and thinking, it is also vigorous, powerful, majestic, simple and unpretentious, and it also accepts the universe. It is also a masterpiece.

His main focus is not on traditional Chinese medicine, but those who research prescriptions are not at a low level. After asking for advice from time to time and practicing on my own, I have reached LV3. This level is enough for medical consultation. It's just a pity that he is dying of old age soon, and the person who took the lead in researching the prescription has changed three times. The combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, various cutting-edge medical equipment, and a lot of resources have still not been able to improve it.

Chinese studies and philosophy have reached their current level thanks to the wisdom he accumulated in his seventy-three years of life and the books he read every day. This thing is too deep and mysterious. He is quite satisfied with this improvement.

As for the improvement of his Japanese language, this was something he learned during the war years, because he always needed to sneak inside and kill senior officers, and he also practiced it deliberately. There is a slight problem with the accent, not up to the Kanto and Kansai accents, but if I speak less and slowly, I can barely get past it.

The same is true for shooting, which is currently almost as fast as LV4. This is all caused by the pile of bullets on the battlefield. Of course, the guns he used were from the World War II period. If he replaced them with current equipment, his hit rate might not be as high, and the accuracy would be correspondingly worse.

It is worth mentioning that since he has never practiced computer technology in his life, his skills are a bit unstable and he feels like he is about to drop out. It was also at this time that he realized that the system's skills were not fixed. Thinking about it, he learned it bit by bit on his own. If he stops learning, he will become unfamiliar and it is normal for him to regress.

In addition, some other skills, such as Feng Shui, management, finance, etc., have also been improved. Generally speaking, they are okay.

After looking at the skills, Wang Yan did not hesitate to put all the five attributes he had obtained into his spirit, and the number on the panel increased from 22 to 27. Immediately after the familiar feeling came, Wang Yan closed his eyes in enjoyment, feeling his spirit being cleansed. The forgotten and vague memories in my mind gradually became clear. At the same time, it also made Wang Yan's rough heart somewhat smoother, but it still couldn't hide the vicissitudes deep in his eyes that he had gone through ups and downs and looked down on the world.

Sighing, Wang Yan turned around slowly and subconsciously. Halfway through, Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then gave himself a big mouth, straightened his back, and started walking in stride.

The light rain that had fallen all day had stopped, and it was exactly ninety o'clock in the evening. The air outside was fresh, and the occasional breeze was particularly refreshing. Wang Yan, who was going out, strolled toward the West Lake with his hands behind his back, humming a tune that Gong Er often sang.

After passing through the crowd, Wang Yan sat down on a bench on the shore and stared blankly at the ripples of the lake amid the chatter and laughter of the tourists.

After a long time, the movement around him woke up Wang Yan, who was in a daze. He turned around and saw a woman sitting next to him. She was wearing sportswear, with long hair, big eyes, a plain face, and a medium-to-upward appearance. Wang Yan remembered her as the woman who looked at him before.

Wang Yan nodded politely to the woman and continued his previous posture.

After a while, the woman said, What are you looking at?

West Lake.

I've been watching it during the day. Isn't it enough for one day?

The family portrait in front of Wang Yan disappeared, he shook his head and sighed: I can't get enough of it.

The woman understood, thought for a while and said, Why don't you look at the mountains behind the West Lake?

Turning to look at the woman, Wang Yan said: I also know what is behind the mountain. When I look back, I still want to see the West Lake. He shook his head, no longer obsessed with this thing that she couldn't understand, and changed the subject: Are you a local?

Chang'an, what about you?

From Liao Province.

Liao Province? I have been to Luda and Fengtian. What about you? Where are you?

Dragon City? Seeing that her eyes were confused and she had obviously never heard of it, Wang Yan explained: It is a small place, but it has a long history. It is the place where the first bird flew and the first flower bloomed. If you are interested, you can learn more.”

Yes, I will. Seeing Wang Yan getting up to leave, he took out his mobile phone and said, We met twice, so we are destined. Let's leave our contact information. Without giving Wang Yan a chance to speak, he opened the Weixin QR code. He handed it over and looked at Wang Yan with a smile.

He glanced at the woman, took out his phone and scanned it to add friends: What do you call her?

The woman Wei Lan agreed to the application to add 'Wang Yan' on her mobile phone, raised her head and said, I've sent it to you.

Wang Yan nodded and revised his remarks: Then I'll leave first. Goodbye.

Okay. Wei Lan looked at Wang Yan's back again.

Until Wang Yan could no longer be seen, Wei Lan took out her phone and started scrolling through Wang Yan's circle of friends.

But the result disappointed her. Except for a few photos of people hanging around and drinking, the others were all houses. The houses in that place had great room for appreciation and had good floor plans. The sales of this one and that one were very hot when they opened.

I paid attention to the location information in the circle of friends. Most of them were in Luda University, occasionally in Dragon City, Fengtian, etc., and then in the capital city. After a quick look, I figured it out.

Originally, Wang Yan rarely posted on Moments, but he couldn't help it due to work reasons. He had been doing this for several years, and he posted several posts every day. He couldn't even delete them, so that was all.

And except when communicating with others about prestige news, looking at his recent updates to find topics, and catching his interest, he rarely or even never checks in his circle of friends. Because it is really annoying to watch, his circle of friends can arrange people from birth to death, and the food, clothing, housing and transportation in the middle are clearly arranged for you, a real one-stop service.

While walking on the road, Wang Yan casually browsed through Wei Lan's circle of friends. Hmm, very good... You can see it in three days.

Wang Yan smiled helplessly and strolled back to his residence with his hands behind his back.

Since then, Wei Lan would send messages and chat from time to time, and Wang Yan would also reply intermittently. It's not because he was embarrassed, but because after this time, his willingness to get married was somewhat weakened. Unlike before, I would worry about everything no matter what. If you just talk about having sex, there is no need to provoke her. She is much better than her beautiful figure.

As for Wei Lan, when he was able to chat with them at first, he took it for granted that this girl was the kind of person who was more playful. Later, after having dinner together twice and chatting with each other when nothing happened, the impression also changed.

Wei Lan is 27 years old, an only child, and works as a product manager for an Internet company. Her income is not specified, but it is not low. She is not a casual girl, she is quite serious. Wang Yan analyzed that she was able to come forward to have fun just because she had a slightly artistic heart and felt attracted to the situation at that time. Out of curiosity, she wanted to see if he, a silly posing person, could be in the scene.

After half a month, Wang Yan's stay in Lin'an was almost done, so he packed up and left.

After thinking about it, he still told Wei Lan the news that he was leaving. After all, it was fate to meet him in the vast sea of ​​people.

Wei Lan, who was working at work, saw the icon in the lower right corner of the computer jumping. She opened it and saw the message from Wang Yan. She was silent for a while and replied that we would have dinner together in the evening. Then she stared blankly at the 'OK' gesture that Wang Yan replied on the computer.

Wei Lan? The colleague next to her patted her and said, What good things are you thinking of? Are you so obsessed?

Wei Lan came back to her senses and said, Huh? It's nothing, Sister Chen. I just have a friend to have dinner with in the evening. What do I want to eat?

Sister Chen said in surprise: You were complaining to me a month ago, okay, you already have a quiet boyfriend?

Oh, where are you thinking, Sister Chen. Wei Lan blushed and said, They are just ordinary friends.

Come on, why are ordinary friends blushing? Sister Chen teased, then changed the topic and said: Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Look at this...

Taking a deep breath, Wei Lan continued to work.

Night, outside the building by the West Lake.

After picking up a piece of food with chopsticks, Wei Lan said, Where are you going next?

Rongcheng.

It's nice there. I have classmates there. Have you been there before? If not, would you like me to introduce it to you?

Wang Yan took a sip of water and said, For the first time, it's okay to introduce people. It's not good to trouble people. I can understand it myself.

After glancing at Wang Yan, Wei Lan said slightly uneasily: Okay then, will you come to Lin'an again?

Probably I won't come again. Wang Yan said, After all, I haven't been to so many places.

Wang Yan understood what Wei Lan meant, but it was a very practical question. Will she go back to her hometown with him? Will you wander around with him without a fixed residence? Does she want her parents to agree? They are both only children. Has she ever thought about marrying far away? It's not too young anymore. At this point, it's boring to waste feelings and time with care, delay yourself and others. To be honest, it's boring.

It doesn't matter if he has money, these are no problems and can be solved. The key point is that now he is not bad and has enough for himself, but he still can't afford a house in Hangzhou.

The two of them finished their meal without catching up, said goodbye, and sent Wei Lan, who was hesitant to speak, into the car. Wang Yan strolled back to his residence with his hands behind his back.

The next day, Wang Yan checked out of the hotel and headed to the airport with a salute in hand.

Five hours later, Wang Yan walked out of Chengdu Shuangliu Airport. We took the same taxi to the Youth Hostel, booked it again for a month, and stayed in Chengdu.

It is not the peak tourist season, the number of people can bear it, the travel experience is good, and I have taken a quick look at the scenic spots in Chengdu.

This morning, Wang Yan saw a bicycle team of four or five people outside a bicycle shop on the roadside, and an idea came to his mind.

Hello? Wang Yan stepped forward to say hello and asked, Are all my friends going to Tibet?

Yes, let's go to Tibet. The leader said with a little complacency: What's wrong, brother?

Hi, it's nothing else. I saw that some of my friends have been riding for many years, so they must be experienced. So I wanted to ask some advice on what to pay attention to when entering Tibet. I want to experience it.

You? The leader glanced at Wang Yan: You haven't ridden before, have you?

Seeing Wang Yan nodding, he continued: That won't work. If you suddenly go into hiding, you may not be able to come out. You'd better go far away to practice first.

Thank you for your concern. That's what I mean. Isn't it rare to meet professionals like you? I don't believe everything that is said on the Internet. I am a little unsure, so I want to ask for advice and be prepared. Wang Yan said enthusiastically.

As a human being, you can’t change your habit of being a teacher. Wang Yan's half-hearted expression and what he said could be understood by the general public can arouse their enthusiasm even more. If they don't understand anything, they won't be interested.

These four or five people talked to each other one by one, starting from their own riding experiences, and talking about the selection of riding equipment, things to carry, various precautions, and how to deal with emergencies. Etc., etc.

After talking for about forty minutes, a few people finally stopped talking because the owner of the store called them.

That's about it, but I still advise you to pay attention to your safety, the leader said.

Wang Yan grabbed the leader's hand and thanked him: Thank you very much.

Hey, we are friends from all over the world. The leader patted Wang Yan and said, This is how we came here back then. Okay, the car is almost packed. Let's see you again. After that, they walked into the store.

Wang Yan looked around, bought a box of red moos in a nearby supermarket, and bought a cigarette that cost about 20 yuan. Returning to where we were just now, we happened to see them about to set off.

Friend, wait. Wang Yan stepped forward and handed the things over and said, These things are a little bit of my heart, please be sure to accept them.

Hey, what are you doing? Aren't you looking down on us? said the leader.

That's right, are we sending you something like this or something? The other brothers echoed.

Hey, I misunderstood, I misunderstood. This is my thanks to everyone. Don't leave now. I also wish you a safe journey. Let's have a drink and cheer for everyone. I don't know when it will be completed. Everyone takes my Let it go. Wang Yan persuaded them for a while before they accepted the things. He waved to Wang Yan, shouted and set off happily.

Watching them walk away, Wang Yan turned around and entered the store. After talking to the boss for a while, he compared the two and spent some money to buy a complete set of equipment from him. He plans to set off tomorrow and go directly to Sunshine City.

I rode a bicycle and wandered around for a long time. After dinner, I returned to my residence, turned off the lights and lay on the bed, ready to have a good night's rest and recuperate my energy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a message came from the system

Ode to Joy Qiu Yingying: a strong woman.

Wang Yan stood up helplessly, turned on his computer, and logged in to member search.

Ode to Joy mainly talks about the joys, sorrows and joys of five women...

There are two movies in total, with nearly a hundred episodes. Wang Yan went to bed when he felt uncomfortable watching it, and continued watching when he woke up. Plus he fast-forwarded from time to time, and he watched it day and night for more than three days before finishing it.

As usual, I checked the domestic and foreign stock market information, and also checked the analysis and evaluation of Ode to Joy by netizens.

This time it was just right to stay for a few years to get some relief. In fact, he was not as comfortable as he seemed, and he still hasn't adapted to it yet.

Looking at the time, it was already past nine o'clock at night. Wang Yan took a sip of water, stood up and closed the curtains, lay on the bed, pulled out the panel, and selected Confirm

Blue light flashed, and Wang Yan on the bed disappeared without a trace...

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