The big adventure in Doraemon

Today is another Chu Mushan class reunion, I don't know why, the class reunion has slowly changed its nature as I get older, from an event where we haven't seen each other for a long time to a party that compares with each other, compared to income, career, and money, just to prove that I am better than you, and I am successful!

And Chu Mushan, who is the worst among his classmates, has to be warmly invited over almost every year, why should he be warmly invited over? You can't show off and find an unsatisfactory comparison to show that you are very good, so Chu Mushan is always indispensable at class reunions every year.

Listening to the show-off of my junior high school classmates, I pretended to care about my work. In fact, he just regarded Chu Mushan as the best stepping stone, and the only thing that had a little benefit was that no one would let Chu Mushan pay, so every time Chu Mushan comforted himself with free food and drink, but looking at his classmates, he was like this, but Chu Mushan was unwilling.

Chu Mushan is a normal person, he will be envious and jealous, and he has to be shown off every year, and Chu Mushan is of course envious on the side. Sometimes I look down on myself, I don't have the perseverance, I still want to succeed, I want to be a winner in life, so every time Chu Mushan will get drunk and then find an excuse to leave early when the party is about to end, and then do it on the road with drunkenness.

Of course, this time is no exception, Chu Mushan said to his classmates with a smile.

"Hehehe, old classmates, I'm a little drunk and can't hold on, so I'll leave first. Let's talk when I have time!" Then he staggered away amid everyone's laughter, sitting alone on the road with a headband, his head empty, not thinking about anything, and not wanting to think about it. Every time, I will cheer myself up after coming back to my senses, and I will definitely work hard to succeed and then get ready to get up, but this time unlike usual, a mechanical voice suddenly appeared in my head.

"Whether or not to accept the Vocational Specialization System. "

Before Chu Mushan could come to his senses, he saw a huge bright light enveloping Chu Mushan's whole body with a loud noise, Chu Mushan was knocked into the sky, and at the last moment of his consciousness was depressed, Chu Mushan moved down in response, and then his consciousness suddenly darkened and he didn't know anything.

Jingle bell, jingle bell! Chu Mushan was irritable when he heard this, isn't it reassuring to be dead? Chu Mushan suddenly opened his eyes, yes, am I not dead, how can I still hear the alarm clock, Chu Mushan casually pressed the very traditional alarm clock and touched his head with a little headache.

Chu Mushan looked around, this was a slightly warm small room. Chu Mushan was lying on a small bed with green lattice stripes, a world map was pasted on the bedside, there was a small desk and a small swivel chair next to it, and a Japanese-style schoolbag was neatly placed on it, and there was a large bookcase stuffed not far away, all of which were Japanese books, but Chu Mushan, who had never studied Japanese, actually read them all very clearly, what kind of man and nature, science magazines and the like, looking at this small room, I was a little confused how I could appear here.

At this time, a soft female voice came from downstairs.

"Get out of the wooden shirt! Come down for breakfast and go to school!".

Hearing that it was a voice calling himself, Chu Mushan subconsciously agreed, and didn't find that it was actually a little different, but at this time, Chu Mushan had already discovered that something was wrong even if he was sluggish, such as he had become smaller, and seeing that he had become so small all of a sudden, Chu Mushan almost didn't call out, but he was still a little rational as an adult, and he picked up his schoolbag and walked down the stairs steadily.

I looked around casually that this was a Japanese-style villa, although Chu Mushan, who was still a little surprised from the room full of Japanese books and what country he was in, and then the fragmentary memory in his mind completely made Chu Mushan understand what kind of world he had come to.

Chu Mushan stood in front of the mirror in the toilet and looked at the figure wearing a light blue shirt and light gray shorts, his bright and abnormal eyes revealed the light of wisdom, and this light of wisdom can only reveal this kind of well-read atmosphere from the bones through the accumulated learning.

Looking at the handsome figure in the mirror, Chu Mushan was a little incredulous, and at the same time, the fragmentary memories of Izumu Shirt began to slowly merge.

"Chu Mushan, out of the wood, this is the world of Doraemon?!" Maybe it's because of the same encounter with the protagonist in Doraemon, Wild Bear, Chu Mushan except for not having a Doraemon of his own, his life trajectory is quite similar to Wild Bear, so even if Chu Mushan grows so big, he occasionally takes the time to watch Doraemon, a world-class anime, and of course, he is also more familiar with it except for the wooden shirt that failed in love.

At the same time, Chu Mushan also discovered the culprit who caused him to lose his mind and be hit by a car: the professional specialization system. Because of the urgency of his parents in this life, he could only go to school after hastily washing up and eating breakfast. At the same time, I also saw my parents and father in this life, with a mustache and a mature and tough face like a knife, a handsome uncle's taste, and he seemed more easy-going.

Mother is also very beautiful, but with the passage of time, there are a little wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, in addition to being more concerned about the problem of being late to the wooden shirt, it is also a very easy-going mother, maybe because Chu Mushan is not familiar with it when he first arrives today, or in this world, the first time in the history of the wooden shirt, he is late, or he will be handed over to Chu Mushan, there is no way to directly take a sip of bread and drink a sip of milk, take the lunch and run to school, but because of the excellent grades of the wooden shirt, the pocket money of the wooden shirt is relatively large among people of the same age, and there is a habit of saving money, so for the time being, it can be seen that the wooden shirt is not very short of money to spend。

Along the way, Chu Mushan sorted out the memories of the wooden shirt and recalled the way to school, so the speed was not much faster. Today is the first day of school in the fourth grade, and it is estimated that I will be late on the first day of school today, and I shook my head helplessly while recalling the memory of the wooden shirt, but in the end, Chu Mushan decided to call out the wooden shirt in the future, and the memory of the failure of the previous life let him drift away with the wind, and I will be out of the wooden shirt in the future!