Subtitle of this chapter: A loud bang on Wall Street, our protagonist makes a brilliant debut.

“what’s-your-name?”

"my-name-is-Hongjian...well, Yuan."

“how-are-you?”

Yuan Hongjian, who grew up with the two friends "Li Lei and Han Meimei" since childhood, blurted out and made his debut: "fine, thank-you.and-you?"

The foreign doctor obviously had a bad English language, but did not answer "i'm-fine, too." according to the standard answer. Instead, he turned his head to another young Chinese man beside the bed and said, "Mr. Xu, your friend has just a mild concussion. You will have headaches, dizziness and short-term amnesia these two days, but you will get better after a few days of rest. I will prescribe some analgesics for him to calm the nerves."

Mr. Xu said gratefully: "Thank you, doctor."

The foreign doctor said naturally: "Actually, the A Furong you Chinese usually smokes is effective."

When Mr. Xu heard this, his face flashed with anger, but he still suppressed himself and said firmly: "My friend won't touch that!"

The foreign doctor who had prescribed the prescription shrugged and said casually: "Oh, sorry. I thought you Chinese all like to smoke A Furong."

Mr. Xu didn't know how to answer, so he had to say, "Doctor, I'll take you downstairs."

Then he turned his head to Yuan Hongjian on the bed and said, "Brother Hongjian, you have a good rest. I'll go buy medicine and come back soon."

As a "patient", Yuan Hongjian himself was completely unsure of the situation. He was about to ask a question but saw that the two had left the room.

Yesterday, I took the Qingming Festival holiday to accompany my parents back to my hometown to worship my ancestors and visit the graves. At night, my uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle, clan brother, clan brother, nephew, and nephew and grandson were drunk on the table. But after waking up today, I found myself lying in a strange room with strangers around me. No one is full of suspicion.

Yuan Hongjian always felt something was wrong with his whole body. He looked at the room and saw that there was a large wardrobe with a mirror not far from the bed, so he got out of bed and walked barefoot to the mirror and took a look inside... and then he was completely spartan.

The person in the mirror was almost carved from the same mold as him, only a small piece shorter, a little whiter, and a little bookish spirit. However, this guy probably had a slight concussion or frequent overdrawing of his body. His eyes were dull, his face turned blue, his nose was red, his lips were white, and he had a handsome appearance of an 80-year-old young man, but he looked like a lonely cold person who died young.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is a large black green on his forehead. No wonder even if he changed his body, Yuan Hongjian still felt a split headache.

Could it be that... I have traveled through time by myself?!

Just as he thought of the word "time travel", the original owner of his body's memory was raging in his mind like a flood, and Yuan Hongjian almost fell to the ground after his feet were soft.

Now he finally confirmed that he had really traveled through time. What is even more incredible is that he actually became his great-great-uncle, the eldest son of his great-grandfather, the eldest son of Yuan Hongjian, a small clerk in the banking industry in the 21st century, and the eldest brother of his great-grandfather.

Since he was a family, the elder who was replaced by himself was naturally named Yuan and his name was Yan Shu. Coincidentally, his name was Hongjian like his younger generation. The so-called "Sparrow" vs. Hongjian, Shushu is also neat for Hongjian.

Their Yuan family is not a small family. They are also an orthodox scholarly family and an authentic black five. Since the Qing Dynasty, they have been a big gentleman in a not-so-famous small county next to Wuxi, a famous city in Jiangnan.

Before the liberation, the people in their county lived in large cities, and nine out of ten people in three industries: shattering iron, grinding tofu, and carrying sedan chairs. Among the local products, artworks are most famous for clay dolls; promising young people went to college and studied civil engineering as the most. The hard iron, the light and tasteless tofu, the small capacity of sedan chairs, and the earthiness was added, which was their folk customs. (Note 1)

As a junior, Yuan Hongjian also heard of Yuan Yanshu, the great-great-uncle. According to his elders, he once went to Citiland to study. He was a PhD in the Department of Political Economy, a famous European institution, Clayton University (phd.).

Unfortunately, Dr. Yuan was in the Republic of China era when Huang Zhong destroyed the tiled pot and thundered. Such an outstanding figure with both moral integrity and talent was not recognized after returning to China after studying, so he had to be a manager in the bank run by his father-in-law. In the end, he didn't have time to leave a child or a half of his daughter and died in a car accident on the street.

God is jealous of talent, alas.

However, some people say that he was killed by someone because he was jealous of a young man in the Changsan Hall on Sima Road. Of course, he completely sneered at the old Yuan family, who was rigorous in family tradition.

Wait, I don’t seem to be a PhD now, and I am studying at New York University. So how could I get a PhD from a European university... This is really a good question.

Yuan Yan had already remembered that today was September 16, 1920, the ninth year of the Republic of China, and she was in New York City in Citiland.

"Oh, Brother Hongjian, why are you getting up? Lying down quickly!"

Mr. Xu, who was holding a kraft paper bag in his hand, saw Yuan Hongjian standing in front of the mirror in dismay as soon as he pushed the door. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Yuan Hongjian's great-great-grandfather Yuan Yan suddenly turned around and found Mr. Xu in his memory. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and forced himself to speak: "Brother Shin (sound is good, meaning is accumulated) Brother Sen, I'm fine. Speaking of which, you are looking for a doctor and buying medicine, brother, I'm really a child."

Xu Qisen said with some dissatisfaction: "What are Brother Hongjian saying? If it weren't for your little brother, you might not have even lost your life. Come on, lie down quickly!"

What, my great-great-uncle...well, I saved your life?!

He remembered that he had actually saved Xu Quesen just now.

This man just obtained a master's degree in political economy from the Columbia Institute this month. When he was free, he came to New York University to visit Yuan Yanshu, who had a friendship with classmates. Both of them had studied at Shanghai Hujiang University (the predecessor of Shanghai Science and Technology), and at that time he was just nodding.

However, when we arrived in Citiland thousands of miles away, as long as we were Chinese, it would be a relative, and not only were they old classmates, they are still new colleagues. After meeting with Senior Yuan and Senior Xu, they decided to go to Wall Street, the financial holy land, and then have lunch together.

But unexpectedly, before they reached Wall Street, they saw a blue light flash in front of them, and a loud bang was heard in their ears!

The horse pulling the truck not far away was suddenly frightened and rushed towards the two of them at full speed. Yuan Yan instinctively pushed his friend outward, allowing him to barely avoid the carriage, which saved Xu Qisen's life. However, he could not avoid it and was taken by the carriage, and fell to the ground unsteadily. His forehead happened to hit the curb, and he fainted... and changed his core.

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Chapter completed!