Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 340: A New Beginning (Part 2)

Drive the spaceship to the floating castle and stop at the Forbidden Forest Airport. Chen Yu took off his protective clothing and returned home with Xiao Taohong.

"You stay at home, I'll go out for a while."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to school and have a look."

After saying that, Chen Yu put on a coat, picked up his schoolbag, opened the door and left.

He is going to find Xing Biqi, but there will be dinner tonight...

"Boom!"

Three seconds later, Xiao Taohong heard the sound of the security door closing, her ears immediately perked up, and she started the ultrasonic scan.

"Mr. Chen's family members are not here, that's great!"

Clapping her hands excitedly, she jumped up and down and ran to the living room, entered the bathroom, and shouted to a corner: "Hey! Come out, we must decide the winner today!"

"Wow."

The transparent cloak was lifted, revealing the figure of Husky.

I saw it wearing myopia glasses, hanging Chinese cigarettes from its dog's mouth, and raising its legs to look at the brief history of time in its hands... The whole picture is so awkward.

"Yo." The husky flicked the cigarette ash, and stared at Xiao Taohong through the dog's eyes through the top of the frame: "Buen mediodía. (Spanish: Good afternoon.)"

"Have you learned Spanish again?"

“Cabbage Oil! (Korean: )”

"Can you speak Korean?" Xiao Taohong was surprised.

"benar. (Indonesian: yes.)" Husky took a deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled two circles: "Wow, woof woof."

"It's amazing! This... what language is this?"

"Dog talk."

"..."

"It means: What do you want from me?" As he said, Husky flicked half of Zhonghua, sticking out his tongue: "Enough of this low-quality cigarette, the more you smoke, the worse it gets."

"I'm looking for you to fight the landlord!" Xiao Taohong reached into her skirt, pulled hard, and showed a deck of cards: "We must win the money back today!"

"Where is this card of yours hidden?"

"Don't worry about it, hurry up and fight the landlord!"

"Do you know what Friedman's universe model is?" Husky asked suddenly.

"Friedman?" Xiao Taohong scratched her head, "Are you playing Fight the Landlord?"

"He is an astronomer. The so-called Friedmann model of the universe means that all galaxies are far away from each other on the same day. After the universe expands to the maximum size, it begins to shrink and regain a little bit." Taking off his glasses, Husky closed Book: "Hawking's A Brief History of Time has a description on page 57 of the mainland edition. You should read it."

"Does this have anything to do with Fighting the Landlord?"

"It's okay, but I don't think you can continue to be ignorant. Nature, science, the universe, and technology are really amazing. They make people immerse themselves and cannot extricate themselves."

"A dog." Xiao Taohong corrected.

"Don't worry about 'who' it uses, don't you even have the heart to explore these unknowns?"

"No. I just want to fight the landlord."

"Artificial intelligence is artificial intelligence." Husky curled his lips: "It will never become a human being."

"You can't be a dog either."

"Fuck! Can you stop talking about dogs?"

"Aren't you a dog?" Xiao Taohong wondered.

"I feel like you're insulting a dog! Bah! No, I feel like you're insulting me! Woof."

"Is there a difference?"

"Crack!" Husky threw away "A Brief History of Time" angrily, and sat cross-legged: "Come on, come on, I'll let you lose everything today."

"Dream!" Xiao Taohong hurriedly sat down, shuffling, cutting, and flipping the cards skillfully: "You grab first."

"You cheated and hid your cards! Woah!"

"I don't."

"You actually learned to hide cards! I saw Wang!"

"Alright then, you can shuffle the cards."

"You know my hands can't shuffle cards."

"It's the claw."

"grass!"

"You and Mr. Chen are getting more and more alike! Oh, I'm talking about swearing..."

...

Taking the elevator downstairs, Chen Yu put on his schoolbag and walked towards No. 6 Middle School.

It has been almost half a month since I got the "holiday" permission from the head teacher last time. In addition to the winter vacation, he almost forgot what school was like.

So while the identity is still kept secret, it is also very interesting to experience a lot of school life.

Of course, only for one day...

Passing by the kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school where the three younger sisters were, and passing through three traffic lights, Chen Yu came to the gate of No. 6 Middle School and froze in place.

I saw that the spacious street outside the main gate of the school was already surrounded by reporters and self-media workers.

One layer inside, one layer outside.

One floor above the tree, one floor of the sewer.

Even the police came to maintain order.

"They found out my identity?!"

Instinctively, Chen Yu was startled. But then he reacted: "Impossible, it's not their turn to find me here if my identity is exposed, so it should be... Xing Biqi?"

After thinking for a while, he walked to the back of the crowd, stretched out his hand and pushed: "Hey, let me go. Do you f*ck let me go."

"Who? Don't push!"

"Push you ****!"

"Are you sick? Can you not squeeze?"

"Are you sick!" Chen Yu yelled, "I'm going to school! Get out of the way!"

Hearing the keyword of going to school, the reporters in the outer circle were stunned, and then they turned around sharply, and at a speed 5,000 times faster than the speed of light, they smashed microphones and mobile phones one by one on Chen Yu's head, face, neck, and chest , on the belly button, on the penis...

"This classmate! Are you from this school?"

"Do you know Xing Biqi?"

"I'm from Nanfang Economic Daily. Can I be interviewed? It's paid."

"What kind of girl is Xing Biqi?"

"You are Xing Biqi's father, right? How did you cultivate such an outstanding..."

"It looks like the girl's father is dead."

"Does it matter whether we live or die? Are you new to the industry?"

Sensitive hearing not only brings benefits, but also makes Chen Yu more unacceptable to noise. He gritted his teeth and backed away again and again, holding back his strength, and shouted: "What are you doing? Is there still a king's law? Is there still a law? Fuck! Who the hell touched my thigh?"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

At this time, a team of police officers rushed over, dispersed the crowd, and surrounded Chen Yu in the middle: "Are you a student of this school?"

"Yes. Class two, grade two."

"Okay, come here."

Under the protection of the police officers, Chen Yu squeezed through the school gate and walked to the reception room.

"Are those reporters sick? What are you doing here?" Chen Yu cursing and straightening his clothes.

"Are you really a student of No. 6 Middle School?" The leading policeman looked him up and down: "Why do you study so late?"

"late."

"One morning late?"

"Our No. 6 Middle School is like this. Other colleges may be late for a few minutes, up to ten minutes. Our No. 6 Middle School is all about hours."

The police officers looked at each other, but somehow they began to vomit.

"Then you call the teacher in charge and ask her to pick you up." The leading policeman picked up the notebook and wrote it down, "Now you have seen the situation. Students who are not from our school are not allowed to enter."

"Okay." Chen Yu nodded, took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, found the contact information of the head teacher, and was about to dial, but was stunned: "Oh, by the way, our head teacher has changed, and the new head teacher doesn't have her phone number."

Hearing this, the eyes of all the police officers became vigilant.

"Really, I didn't tell lies. I never tell lies." Chen Yu spread his hands.

"You said you were in Class Two, Grade Two?"

"right."

"You don't have her phone number, but we do." The leading policeman took out his mobile phone, swiped the screen a few times, and dialed the number.

"beep……"

"beep……"

"Hello? Which one?"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm a police officer at the school gate. A child said he was a student in your class and was late. Let me call you to ask, is there any student in your class who is late today?"

"Late?" In the receiver, the voice of the new class teacher could be heard clearly: "I'm in class right now, and no one is late."

Chen Yu: "..."

The policeman squinted: "What else do you have to say?"

"Tell her, my name is Chen Yu, Chen Yu!"

"Mr. Zhang, he said his name is Chen Yu."

"No, there is no one named Chen Yu in our class. It must be a reporter. Hit him. I'm in class here, so I'll hang up first."

"Okay, excuse me."

Hanging up the phone, the leading police officer silently took out his baton.

In the communication room, the other seven police officers also took out their batons at the same time.

Chen Yu: "..."