"I know, it's a difficult task. For this task, you may have to lose your time, your family, your friends, your life, everything about you... but... for the future of this world, someone will eventually have to stand up."

Lu Lianxiao's ears echoed with familiar lines.

He kept trying to speak, and it was not until the middle-aged man turned around and left that he finally made a voice: "What year is this year!"

However, this question seems too ordinary and the other party did not answer.

"Boom!"

The explosion caused by the helicopter crashing to the ground followed.

Lu Lianxiao looked up with difficulty, staring at the buildings around the South Asia Building through the flames, smoke and stone chips, and wanted to judge the specific year based on these buildings.

"laugh!"

The body was split by the shattered helicopter wings.

The dream ends.

...

Lu Lianxiao opened his eyes, rubbed his head, soothing the discomfort caused by the struggle in his dream.

After a moment, he got up, came to the desk, and opened the drawer.

A notebook inside is filled with dozens of buildings, shops, and text descriptions about those buildings and shops.

Some papers also have sketches of buildings and shop decorations behind them.

"The decoration of the Seagull Music Store should take about five years to see!"

"The decoration of Shenma Men's Clothing Flagship Store should not exceed three years."

"This 'Limin Concession Store' has at least ten years of history..."

Lu Lianxiao kept recording and analyzing.

Time, the time point of dreams, was gradually confirmed by him.

"Thirteen years later? But there is still a year or two more errors."

There is no way to go if there is any error.

In the dream, the entire city was reduced to ruins under the bombing of bombers. Buildings collapsed, and smoke and flames were everywhere. There were not many buildings that he could "see" clearly.

"Then, the time is 2029..."

Lu Lianxiao glanced at the current time.

June 22, 2016 at 6:13.

"I can check the college entrance examination results today at noon."

Lu Lianxiaodao.

He was considering whether to go to Tianhai City to study in the art school.

Anyway, in December last year, he had not passed the art exam at Tianhai Art School and could not enter this top five famous art university in China. He could only pay more school construction fees and enter a second-level art university.

This kind of school is much more selective.

Tianhai City was razed to the ground by bombers thirteen years later, but he was not aware of the year when the war began and the turbulence began.

If the turmoil began long ago, this premonitorized dream would not bring him any convenience.

"Singzhou and Bainiao Prefecture have had two rounds of large-scale riots in the past six months. The local departments have dispatched armed suppression, and the number of casualties disclosed has reached three digits... Did the war that swept across Da Shang start from Xingzhou and Bainiao Prefecture?"

Thirteen years left.

But Xingzhou and Bainiaozhou make trouble every three years and every ten years.

The news now doesn't prove anything.

"First look at the cultural score."

Lu Lianxiao thought to himself.

He sensed the virtual portrait of the mysterious crystal in the spiritual world.

A new starlight was finally about to take shape at an extremely slow speed.

"It lasted for half a year and slowly fermented, and the fourth starlight was finally about to condense."

Lu Lianxiaodao.

Affected by the turmoil in Xingzhou and Bainiaozhou, although Tianze Data tried its best to promote the release of Lu Lianxiao's new songs, and also released his amazing MV, the effect was not significant.

No!

Not not significant!

With the diversion of news about the chaos in the two states, his song "Freedom Like the Wind" still exceeded 2 billion views across the Internet.

However, there are obvious problems with the publicity direction of Tianze Data.

Lu Lianxiao logged into the "100,000 Star Year" account of the sand station and glanced at the highly popular evaluation.

"Where is my husband!"

"It sounds nice, the songs my husband sang are handsome and beautiful!"

"Why is the screen smelling salty? That's because of ****."

"I want to buy a luxury car in January and live in a luxury house in half a year, and earn more than 100 million yuan a year? Do I want to pursue and enjoy the famous ones? Do I want to be the most beautiful boy on the street? Sister Zhao, the imperial capital of the Shenma Club, realizes your dream of earning more than 100 million yuan a year, contact number 8008201820!"

Similar to hoping that he will debut, there are many comments about going to the market.

Judging from these comments...

Appearance!

The appearance is very good!

Many people are just for his appearance, as for what he sang...

What exactly is it?

No one went to listen.

The singing is not important at all!

It is precisely for this reason that this song has been robbed of a lot of popularity and has exceeded 2 billion clicks on the entire network, and the energy obtained is inferior to "Tsunami".

"People are so superficial!"

Lu Lianxiao sighed a little.

He finally understood why many people knew that the female anchors on the sand station, the dazzling sound and the flame could only take advantage of their beauty, but they still loved it and were enthusiastic.

This is the general trend.

Retracting his gaze from his mobile phone, Lu Lianxiao concentrated on sensing his six-dimensional attributes.

He ignored the four aspects of music, appearance, temperament and appearance.

The range of voice increased from three to four, causing his treble to jump from national top to world-class first-class.

The sound standard has been directly raised from three points to five points.

The effect brought is that his tiger and leopard thunder sound technique is perfect, and the efficiency of muscle and bone tempering has increased significantly, not far from the time when the body is perfect.

Even the sword technique of the Ion Wave Sword has also progressed rapidly and has now reached its peak.

Cooperating with the secret technique Dragon Roar, his swordsmanship breaks defense and armor, and cuts iron like mud!

"I don't know if I can take the martial arts certificate now."

Lu Lianxiao thought to himself: "If it's a little bit, please ask President Chang for help. My father died at Zhao Jiuzhou in the war competition last August. There is only one month left before the one-year period. If there is no martial artist in the Tiandao Sword Sect, he will be delisted."

With this idea, Lu Lianxiao had breakfast, practiced swordsmanship for a while, and taught Lu Xianji for a while, and then took out his cell phone to contact Chang Baishan.

Just at this moment, a phone call came in.

When Lu Lianxiao was connected, Chang Zizai's voice soon came from inside: "Lu Lianxiao, do you have time? In the afternoon, I will take you to see the big shots, ** is back from the capital."

“**?”

Lu Lianxiao has maintained a friend relationship with Chang Zizai during this period, and the ** he said...

"Jiang Qingping?"

"right!"

Considering that Jiang Qingping's father Jiang Jinzhong has been promoted to vice president of the capital's Martial Arts Association, and he has to find connections to apply for a martial arts certificate, he nodded immediately: "Okay, when."

"I'll call you when it comes."

Chang Zizai replied.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Lianxiao planned to first ask Chang Zizai about the situation in the afternoon and then look for Chang Baishan.

Lu Lianxiao continued to practice swords in the yard.

At noon, another chat sound came from outside.
To be continued...