Note: This book is a systematic review of the warlords of the Republic of China. The author will choose not to write about some sensitive factors. Also, in order to take care of the viewing experience of some military fans, the author will write more details about weapons. You can put your mind aside for now.
In 2023, in the young women's Internet cafe in the foggy capital of China, the air is mixed with the smell of feet, instant noodles, and sweat, and the clicking sounds of keyboards come and go.
"Look at my Q, Ouch! You little toad still has a dodge... Damn it, you're actually cheating..."
Looking at the computer screen, it is all gray, and then looking at the record of 0-13-2 in the upper right corner, it is particularly conspicuous.
[Anchor, please listen to my advice and go home to farm. With your skills, you can still live stream games...]
[That’s it, this broken technology...]
[I’m not going to brag with you, Majii, the Hutchies in my house are better at playing than Anchor 6...]
Looking at the cynicism on the live broadcast barrage, a slovenly man with unshaven beard and red eyes sat in front of the computer and gritted his teeth angrily.
"It's all my fault that the jungler didn't come to help me..."
The sloppy man took two sips of the bison drink and looked at the time. It was two o'clock in the morning. He had been broadcasting continuously for two days and one night without sleep. At this moment, he felt a dull pain in his chest and numbness in his limbs. Just as he was about to stand up and go to the toilet, his vision went dark.
"Hey, network manager, come and see this treasure dragon. What's wrong? He suddenly fainted."
"Hurry up and call 120. This guy seems to have been in the Internet cafe for almost half a year. He stays up late every day to do live broadcasts. This can't be a sudden death..."
The sloppy man felt the endless darkness drowning his consciousness, and the surrounding sounds began to gradually disappear, until he fell into a deathly silence...
…………
"Master, the gong has started, Xiao Lanchun is on stage..."
"Well, what's Kailuo, what's Xiao Lanchun?"
A young man who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old and wearing a black and gray checkered suit struggled to open his eyes and looked around blankly.
I saw that I was in a large theater with an old style. At this moment, the huge theater was bustling with people. There were people everywhere, and the shouts came one after another in an endless stream.
"Buy the candied haws! The delicious candied haws, come and buy it!"
"Buy cigarettes! Laodao, Sanbaotai, Daqianmen, Western cigarettes, all of them are available!"
"My god, where is this, the underworld?"
Suddenly, his mind suddenly swelled, and a lot of disorganized memories swarmed in.
The huge swelling pain made him almost cry out. After the fusion of memories, this man who looked exactly like Yanzu showed an incredible expression on his face.
His name is Lu Xiaojia, 20 years old, and he was originally a technology streaming game anchor in China's 21st century.
But everything has changed now. His inexplicable soul traveled to a man of similar age during the Republic of China. Moreover, the man's name was similar to his. His name was Lu Xiaojia. How outrageous!
Wait, why is this guy's name so familiar? It seems like I've heard it somewhere before?
After thinking for a moment, holy shit, it's actually this guy, the man from Shentan Beach, Lu Xiaojia.
This guy is a proper playboy. He has a warlord father who is the governor of the province. He acts arrogantly and is a veritable master of cheating.
During the warlord separatist period of the Republic of China, Lu Xiaojia, Sun Zhongke, Zhang Hanqing, and Duan Hongye were nicknamed the "Four Young Masters of the Republic of China".
Of course, the most talked about thing about this guy is that he took Huang Quanrong, the leader of the Hudu Youth Gang, into the dungeon and forced Lu Yuesheng to kneel in front of him.
"Master, what's wrong with you today? In the past, you liked Xiao Lanchun the most. If we give Xiao Lanchun some more gifts, maybe she will..."
Ma Baoguo, the personal guard on the side, saw that his young master was distracted and asked.
Lu Xiaojia ignored him, but looked at Xiao Lanchun, who was singing on the stage, and couldn't help but sigh, the wheels of history are always so similar.
This admiration reminded him of an old Xiangjiang movie he had watched in his previous life. The scene now could not be said to be familiar, it was exactly the same.
This person's name is Xiao Lanchun, and her real name is Zhang Peihua. She was originally the adopted daughter of Huang Quanrong's disciple. She was spotted by Huang Quanrong when she was young and became his little lover.
But Lu Xiaojia, the crown prince of the entire Yu Province, also fell in love with her and spent tens of thousands of silver dollars to give her gifts over and over again, inviting her to discuss life late at night.
As a result, Xiaolan accepted the spring gift correctly, but Lu Xiaojia's pigeons were released every time.
And this woman was also the trigger for the conflict between Lu Xiaojia and Huang Quanrong.
"She also gave her a gift! She really thought that my silver coins fell from the sky. I gave her two hammers which are about the same."
Seeing Lu Xiaojia's change of attitude towards Xiao Lanchun, Ma Baoguo on the side also wisely stopped talking.
