Zhang Wenbo had a very, very long dream. In the dream, he saw a lot of his past self.
He saw his entire life from birth to death. It was the legendary " one minute before death." In this one minute, Zhang Bowen could see the people and things that were important to him.
Zhang Wenbo's short and boring life was running through his mind like a horse watching a lantern.
Images flashed through his mind one by one.
In the last few seconds, if Zhang Wenbo could make an expression, he would be smiling.
Was life boring?
No, at least this matter was not boring.
Zhang Wenbo saw himself when he was young, when he was still a 15-year-old boy.
The boy had a bag of milk in his mouth and a schoolbag on his back as he ran past a girl's house.
The boy looked through the window. It was the girl that the 15-year-old Zhang Wenbo had a crush on.
After so many years, Zhang Wenbo had not seen her since he was 15 years old. He could not imagine what the girl looked like now.
The girl was called Minamoto Shizuka. When the boy first heard this name, he was shocked. As a loyal fan of Doraemon, he even thought that this was fate arranged for him by the heavens.
If he could get Shizuka to be his girlfriend, it would definitely be the luckiest thing in his life in Zhang Wenbo's eyes at that time. In fact, he still thought so now. He even thought that he was the luckiest male protagonist in a novel.
Zhang Wenbo tried his best to recall this beautiful moment at the last second.
When the boy saw Shizuka, who was still wearing a white cotton dress with her hair in two ponytails, he shouted her name. The girl looked back and smiled brightly.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear a group of 15-year-old youths jeering beside the boy.
"Agree to him."
"Agree to him."
" Promise him."
The girl who wore a white dress and smelled like gardenia did not become his bride in the end.
Then, the scene disappeared and everything fell into darkness.
"Eh, why do I know the word pitch-black? Why can I still think?”
Zhang Wenbo suddenly reacted.
Just as he thought of this, the scene suddenly appeared again.
Then, a slightly plump man ran towards him. The man passed through him. In an instant, many memories that did not belong to Zhang Wenbo surged into his mind.
He watched a chubby boy grow up and then fell in love with the class belle in high school. During university, he worked hard to buy his lover a bouquet of roses and the popular American card.
When he took the train from Osaka to Tokyo, all he saw was the scene of his goddess and her boyfriend kissing on the street.
In the heavy snow in Tokyo, the chubby boy squatted in a corner and cried bitterly, secretly swearing that he would never contact the goddess again in his life.
When he saw this, Zhang Wenbo's eyes became moist. He could feel the sadness and pain of Little Fatty.
He watched as Little Fatty lived like a walking corpse and dated a girlfriend who had marriage as the prerequisite. Until one night five years later, when the drunk goddess called him crying, Little Fatty came back to life. After meeting the goddess, he ignored his girlfriend's crying and his reputation. He broke up with his girlfriend and quickly married the goddess.
Zhang Wenbo roared in his heart that this woman was just playing with him. She only came to find him because she had nowhere else to go. However, when he saw the girl's face, everything was at ease. She was really f * cking beautiful.
Little Fatty knew everything, but as long as the person he loved was by his side, there was nothing to worry about.
Later, Lil 'Fatty and his wife had a child. When the daughter was born, Lil' Fatty smiled like a flower. The daughter was like Lil 'Fatty's light. From then on, Lil' Fatty began to work crazily to earn money. In order to support his wife and child, he held two jobs.
Because in Fatty's eyes, it was good for girls to be by his side.
Until Lil 'Fatty died of overwork.
When all the memories were over, Zhang Wenbo looked at Lil 'Fatty in the picture with a relieved expression.
Little Fatty looked at his wife beside the bed with tears in his eyes. He turned around and bowed to himself seriously.
"I'll leave it all to you."
Chubby Boy raised his hand and pushed Zhang Wenbo to the bed. Zhang Wenbo's vision went black and he lost consciousness in an instant.
Zhang Wenbo woke up in pain. In the pain, he remembered something Shizuka told him," Pain proves that we are alive. Zhang Jun, if there is no pain, then there is no feeling of living."”
At that time, Shizuka was sitting with him on the hillside. The setting sun shone on the girl's perfect side profile. Unlike her usual happy appearance, Shizuka seemed to have changed into a different person as she sat like a clay sculpture.
Then, the incandescent light pierced into his eyes, and he felt pain all over his body. The smell of the hospital disinfectant lingered at the tip of his nose. At the same time, the beeping sound of the heart monitor was directed into his ears, stimulating his eardrums to vibrate, which was transmitted to his brain, causing his brain to wake up from the numbness that had been going on for many days.
"I'm still alive?"
Zhang Wenbo was stunned when he heard this. This voice was completely different from his own. He ignored the excruciating pain and sat up. He saw that the ward was different from the Second People's Hospital ward he was familiar with. It was the same ward he saw with Fatty in his dream.
Zhang Wenbo's entire body trembled. He pinched his thigh hard. The sharp pain from his thigh proved that he was not dreaming.
Just as he was about to get out of bed, the door to the ward opened. The goddess from his dream walked in with a little girl. Seeing him sitting on the bed in a daze, the woman's eyes reddened again and again. She rushed over and hugged him tightly. She said in a Kansai accent," Hubby, you're finally awake."”
The little girl ran over and cried," Daddy, Daddy, you're finally awake. Shizuka missed you so much!"
At this moment, Zhang Wenbo realized that he had become Little Fatty. He also instantly understood the meaning of Little Fatty's "sorry to trouble you".
Zhang Bowen broke out in a cold sweat. He could only hug Jing Yuqian and say," I'm awake, honey."”
When he picked up Shizuka, his heart was beating like a drum. How could they be so similar? The girl was only five years old, but she looked exactly like the Shizuka he had a crush on. Could it be that his daughter was his father's lover in his previous life?
Zhang Bowen picked up Shizuka. Shizuka looked at him with a smile and gave her father a big kiss on the cheek."Daddy! Today, Mom is finally willing to bring me to see you. I miss you so much!”
Zhang Bowen was happily kissed by his daughter, and his heart was beating like a drum. However, he still maintained the smile of a reserved father on his face. He placed Shizuka on the ground and said seriously,"Has Shizuka been obedient these past two days?”
The little girl raised her head." I've been studying hard these past two days. In the afternoon, I went out to play with Daxiong, Xiaofu, and Pang Hu. I listened to my mother."
"What the hell is my car?"
Yuan Yoshio was dumbfounded.
(From now on, he will be called Zhang Wenbo Minamoto Yoshio)
What was going on? Minamoto Yoshio thought that he was reborn in Japan, but he didn't expect to be in the Doraemon dimension. What the hell was going on?
Gen Yoshio put down Shizuka and asked Jing Yuqian,""Honey, I forgot. What time is it now?”
Jing Yuqian was dumbfounded." It's December 1968 now, honey.。。。。。？”
Genji Yoshio suddenly remembered what he had learned in Japan's modern history. Japan had proposed a plan to double its income in the past 70 years, which had allowed Japan's economy to rapidly soar in the wilderness. In the next few years, Japan had become a developed country in a short period of time.
Although the so-called economic crisis would occur four years later, he could avoid many risks by predicting history in advance. After 1973, the animation and subculture that he loved would develop greatly. Many prehistoric gods appeared during this period. At the same time, the company that fired him also started with oil and eventually became famous in the animation industry!
Geno Yoshio's expression gradually turned serious. This period of time was a good time for him to achieve his goals and achieve a breakthrough in his social class. Then, could he seize this opportunity to become the gold producer of animation that he wanted to become the most? Or even plagiarize, no, create a godlike work?
At the thought of this, every cell in Geno Yoshio's body was excited. Next, he had to plan his next move and his future goals.
Gen Yoshio, charge!
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