Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 217 Yuan Yingxiong
Subtitle of this chapter: Come and see, Tutuman is going to beat up the little monsters!
When our classmate Yuan heard what his new mother said, he was so excited that he wanted to get out of bed immediately... and then go to bed.
My time travel to 1920 was really not in vain. I still don’t know whether my motherland has benefited from it, but my family is shaking because of me.
It seems that the higher-dimensional creature still has a conscience. He knows that it is really hard to live in 1920, so he allows himself to travel to this timeline to enjoy life.
The only problem now is that I don’t know if those internet celebrities and teachers I know are still around…
"Host……"
Just as he was thinking about the profound math problem, whether it was +1+2+3+4+5, 6, 7, 8, 9..., he heard a familiar voice.
Yuan Hongjian was surprised and asked, "Wait, Master Ball. Why are you here too?"
"Host, of course this system can come. Isn't this your dream?"
So I was dreaming?
"Brother/Second Master/Nio, are you awake?"
When Master Yuan opened his eyes, he saw a middle-aged couple and a foreigner, but this time they were his old acquaintances, the couple of Hongqi Fifth Brother, Jinfeng Fourth Sister, and Mr. Chandler Jr. All three looked a little haggard and worried.
Of course, there is also the Master Ball floating in the air.
"You guys...where am I?"
"Oh, you are still in Anliang Building. Many people came to see you last night, but they saw that you were asleep and didn't wake you up."
In fact, he recovered quite quickly from this injury. After all, he still had a +3 constitution of 16 points, so a minor concussion and flesh wounds were nothing to him. The main reason why Master Yuan was in a coma for so long was that he was too excited to sleep well the night he became the Lord Fool. He also ran around to several places yesterday, played mahjong, and took literature classes, which made him tired.
So he didn't feel anything unusual, except for a little pain and a little coldness on the top of his head...
Yuan Yan subconsciously raised her hand and touched the top of her head. It felt really good, smooth and shiny...
The old man couldn't help but ask in shock: "Hair! Where is my hair?"
"Brother, I shaved it off when I treated your wound yesterday."
"Yes, Master Er, you have a lot of small cuts on your head from glass fragments. It will be easier to apply medicine after you shave your hair."
"Um……"
Forget it, it’s just hair. Will it grow back if I shave it?
"Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry..."
"Mr. Chandler, this is not your fault at all!" Master Yuan suddenly felt that he had forgotten something, so he asked, "By the way, Yuri, what time is it now?"
"Neo, now is..."
"Lao Yuan, Lao Yuan! Are you okay?"
Just then, someone rushed in from outside the door.
Yuan Yan suddenly grinned at the visitor and said in a casual tone: "Xiangzi, thank you for coming to see me. I'm fine."
"That's good." Camel Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Old Yuan, my uncle asked me to ask you if you still want to have dinner with the Japanese tonight ? If you can't go, he will help you postpone it."
Uncle Luo? Japanese? Dinner?
By the way, today is Sunday, November 5, 1920 , the day my Japanese friend invited me to dinner. Fortunately, it is only noon now.
Our Master Yuan lifted the quilt, waved his hand to stop others from helping him, walked a few steps in the room and jumped a few times, then looked up and said, "See, I'm fine. Since I promised them and they are friendly people, then as an upright Chinese, how can I not go?"
Luo Puxiang gave a thumbs up and said, "That's good. I'll go call my uncle."
He agreed to this matter, thinking that he was going to a semi-formal diplomatic occasion in the evening, and he was having dinner with the Japanese who were most particular about etiquette. This trip was really not to mess up the place, but to make friends, so he must dress himself up.
"Yuri, let's go home and change clothes..."
Yuan Yan was just about to ask "Mr. Justice" to drive home, but she happened to see herself in the closet mirror: This guy is so handsome... and so bright!
Now I have a big bald head that can blind others' eyes!
He started to think about it again. It seemed a bit weird to wear a bald head with a Western-style evening gown. It made him look like the villain in a James Bond movie.
So what kind of clothes should I wear with this new look?
When Master Yuan turned his head and saw Hongqi Laowu's outfit, he immediately made a decision that he had to dress like him!
"Fifth brother, please help me find a tailor who makes Chinese clothes. The same tailor who made your clothes will be fine."
"Tailor? Why do you want a tailor?"
"Fifth brother, isn't that nonsense? Of course you're looking for a tailor to make clothes!"
"Well, well, all right then."
Soon, Li Jie found a well-known tailor in Chinatown for him. After the master came in, he started to cut according to Yuan Yanshu's requirements.
"Neo, your outfit..."
"Yuri, do you think he's handsome too?"
"Neo, to be honest, you look handsome in anything. But this outfit..."
"What's wrong with this dress?"
With this outfit, a red sword, and a gray wig, I can COS Hua Yingxiong.
Ekin Cheng definitely can't compare to my handsomeness. I just wonder if I can see a female ninja who looks similar to Shu Qi later.
That's right, the tailor made him a dark black silk gown. The gown was so light and airy, with the snow-white lining showing through the cuffs, and he was wearing a pair of big leather boots. So he really looked like... a Shanghai tycoon.
"Second Master, the car from the Japanese Consulate is here."
"Hmm..." Our Master Yuan nodded. He suddenly lifted his hem and posed like a martial artist, pointing his right hand forward, and said in a sonorous voice: "Look at the dark hole ahead, I'll catch up and kill him..."
He walked out with a stage step, saying with each step: "Clean, clean, clean!"
The car was parked in front of Anliang Building, and a short man in a suit who looked to be in his early thirties was standing outside the car to greet Yuan Yanshu.
Of course, seeing Yuan Guangtou, who looks so weird and is dressed so weirdly, people will definitely be stunned.
But this guy has good intelligence and willpower, and he's also a straight man.
So he returned to normal after a brief moment of distraction. The man carefully identified Master Yuan's appearance, stepped forward and bowed 90 degrees, saying in somewhat broken Chinese: "You are Mr. Yuan Yanshu, right? It's a pleasure to meet you!"
No matter how you put it, the Japanese are really particular about etiquette.
Our Master Yuan was also very straightforward. He smiled and bowed, saying in very poor Japanese: "It's our first meeting. Thank you for your kindness. What is your name?"
Since he was dressed like that, he would naturally use Chinese etiquette.
"Mr. Yuan, I am the third-class military attaché of the Empire of Japan to the United States..."
