The entertainment frenzy of time travel

"...One-two-one! One-two-one! One-two-three! Four!" Hong Wu's powerful voice rang out on the playground, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, emitting endless heat tirelessly, making the air slightly distorted .

Military training is very hard. This is the conclusion drawn by Su Ye’s two military trainings in high school and university in his previous life. In this world, there has been no war, so military training has been cancelled. He only needs to participate in a training camp in college to keep fit. In fact, in the final analysis, it is also a product of the evolution of military training.

Su Ye was wearing a camouflage uniform, and his clothes were soaked in sweat. They were clinging to his body, but they also outlined the outline of his muscles.Su Ye's muscles are not big, because he is already thin, and he can't develop scary muscles like a bodybuilder, but the muscles he cultivates are more in line with the aesthetics of ordinary people.

"Stand still! Look to the right!" The instructor said the password with a strange tone, and everyone immediately arranged them in an orderly manner. I can’t bear to drill you anymore, just run around for me, then you can move around freely for half an hour, and come back to this place to gather on time at eleven o’clock!” The instructor pointed to his feet and waved his hands to signal that everyone can act.

Su Ye followed the team and ran unhurriedly on the playground. He happened to meet his roommate An Yunyi who was also running on the playground. After seeing Su Ye, he quickly approached him and shouted weakly: "Quick... ...Dead..., our instructor must be an anti-social element, Nima's is simply taking revenge on the society, destroying our body and mind, your instructor is better, it seems easy to talk."

Su Ye took a sympathetic look at An Yunyi. As a liberal arts student, he is still the kind of quiet and handsome man. His physical fitness must not be much better. With such a violent instructor, it is no wonder that he will be annoyed. An Yunyi scolded her mother.

Su Ye gasped and comforted, "Just be content, you don't want to think about Chang Lei, but he went for special training, that's the real hell-style training!"

An Yunyi nodded approvingly. Chang Lei's age is at the peak and most malleable time for sports athletes. Whether he will be brilliant or depressed in the future depends on whether he can win a few high-value awards. It is no wonder that the school will award All the sports students were arrested for training. After all, it is true that the capital has not had a famous athlete for a long time.

"I'm going to rest first, goodbye!" Su Ye finished running a lap, waved to An Yunyi who was still running hard, walked to the shade of a nearby big banyan tree, picked up the The water bottle gurgled and drank. The water he drank in the past few days was comparable to the total amount of water he drank in the previous month.

On the root of an old tree tangled up out of the ground, a young man sat on it with a drawing board. The pencil in his hand was constantly moving on the paper. Slightly fluctuating, the whole picture seemed very peaceful, giving Su Ye the urge to record it with a camera.

At this time, the young man had noticed Su Ye's arrival, lifted his head buried deep in the drawing board, and his eyes fell on Su Ye.Su Ye beckoned to him, stepped onto the small mound, smiled and said hello: "A Yang! What are you painting? Let me have a look, please?"

Zhang Yang is the most special in the dormitory. Because of his autism, he was exempted from the obligation to participate in the training camp.

"Hmm..." Zhang Yang nodded slightly, and turned the drawing board to face Su Ye.

"Hmm~" Su Ye was a little surprised looking at the drawing board, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Why did you suddenly start drawing manga?"

"...just...suddenly, I wanted to draw the story in my heart, so I..." Even though after a period of getting along, Zhang Yang is familiar with the roommates and even trusts Su Ye, but he still doesn't like it. I like to communicate with people, or I am not good at communicating with people. After speaking, I looked up at Su Ye, "Can you give me some advice?"

Su Ye looked at this painting and thought about it. Zhang Yang's skills are very strong and solid. Even in comics, the handling of light and shadow is impeccable. At least Su Ye, a half-hearted amateur, can't fault it. But as a writer, In terms of the storyline, there are many deficiencies that can be mentioned, especially Zhang Yang, who has autism, obviously lacks life experience, and the stories he created will naturally be too thin. Su Ye sorted out the language: "Well... The main problem here is the dialogue of the characters, I think you can feel it yourself, it's a bit strange."

Zhang Yang nodded, and said softly, "I know, but I just can't handle it well..." His tone was a bit frustrated.

Su Ye quickly comforted: "Don't be sad, it's not a big deal, accumulate slowly, and the more you draw, the better it will be."

"..." Zhang Yang was silent for a while, which made Su Ye's heart skip a beat. He was afraid that it would make his condition worse, which would be a serious crime. After a long while, Zhang Yang said, "Su Ye, then... Can you help me write the comic script? I'll tell you the story I want to write, and you can help me complete it, okay?" Zhang Yang moved his body and looked at Su Ye expectantly.

To his disappointment, Su Ye agreed without hesitation.

"Tell me about the story you conceived..." Su Ye sat beside Zhang Yang, patted his shoulder and said.

Zhang Yang looked at the sky, as if his thoughts were flying freely with the breeze, he said slowly: "The protagonist's name is: Kong Chen, he is a very lonely child, because he is very different from ordinary people, he can To see what normal people can't see - ghosts of the dead."

Su Ye listened quietly at the side, looking at Zhang Yang's side face, unexpectedly penetrated the barrier of time and space, and the figure of cartoonist Midorikawa Yuki gradually overlapped with Zhang Yang.It can also be said that Zhang Yang's thoughts are surprisingly similar to Midorikawa Yuki's. From his mouth, he narrates the core that he wants to express almost the same as the "Natsume's Book of Friends" in his previous life-loneliness and love.

Although the two are similar in expression techniques, the plot of the story can be said to have no similarities at all, but Su Ye's mind was greatly shocked when he heard this story-the similarity does not lie in the shape, But in the marrow.

"Su Ye, why are you in a daze? Didn't you hear the instructor blowing the whistle!" Zhang Yang shook Su Ye's shoulders, and his slightly erratic eyes slowly solidified, even Su Ye himself didn't expect, It was just a cartoon, but it evoked his endless thoughts about his past life.

"Zhang Yang, your story is great! Don't worry, I will help you organize it into a complete plot, uh... how about the name of the story called "Psychic Pupils"?" Su Ye quickly ran towards the meeting point While looking at Zhang Yang, he said.

Both "Psychic Pupils" and "Natsume's Book of Friends" can be attributed to the healing system, but the thoughts of Zhang Yang and Midorikawa Yuki may be due to gender differences, causing "Psychic Pupils" to also be full of a lot of burning systems For the plot, Su Ye thinks that such a passionate healing manga will probably capture many readers who cannot be reached by "Natsume".

It stands to reason that Su Ye has never revealed his identity in terms of literature. Zhang Yang should look for An Yunyi, a liberal arts student, instead of Su Ye, a science student. This is indeed ill-considered.But it may be intuition, or his trust in Su Ye, but it is undoubtedly the most correct choice...

"Su Ye, why did you arrive so late!" The instructor yelled at Su Ye who hurried over.

"Uh...here, I just went to the toilet." Su Ye made a very unscrupulous excuse.

"If you are late, you will be fined. Come on! Do fifty push-ups for me!"

"No!!!"

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In the dormitory——

"Oh..." The groaning and screaming echoed intermittently, Su Ye and An Yunyi were lying on the ground, and Chang Lei was constantly relaxing and massaging them, but the taste - it was so sour!

Zhang Yang sat on the bed, staring blankly at the three of them with a smile on his face.

The effect of this massage is really good. After Chang Lei stepped on the whole body with his feet, Su Ye and the two only felt that their whole body was much lighter, so they joked: "Chang Lei will be the dedicated masseur in our dormitory in the future. Sometimes you don’t have to worry about not being able to find a job if you have this skill.”

"Then... do you want to do it again?" Chang Lei moved his joints and made a clicking sound.

Su Ye and An Yunyi quickly rolled onto the bed, and shook their heads desperately at Chang Lei. It was indeed very comfortable after the massage, but the massage process was unbearable...

Chang Lei, who was lying on the bed, looked at his phone, and suddenly let out a soft "Huh", and said, "Someone has actually challenged Lin Xi!"

Su Ye turned his head suddenly, almost to the bone, and asked, "What did you say!?"