The system is the king of the counterattack master

Before Han Xiaodong finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and it became the streets of England during the industrial revolution.

Seeing this picture, Han Xiaodong was startled. It was not that he had any special understanding of Britain during the industrial revolution, but that this scene change was not completed in Han Xiaodong's brain, but actually turned the classroom into a classroom. up the streets of Europe.

"Virtual...virtual reality?"

Virtual reality, also called vr technology, is to create a virtual 360-degree environment without dead ends.

Unexpectedly, when Xiao K heard Han Xiaodong talk about virtual reality, he corrected him disdainfully: "Ask him about holographic simulation technology."

Han Xiaodong didn't understand, and asked, "What is holographic simulation?"

Little K didn't explain, but made a request: "Pick up the wine bag in front of you."

Han Xiaodong looked around and found a carriage parked beside him, with a wine bag hanging on the carriage, which seemed to belong to the driver.

Han Xiaodong took the wine bag in his hand and shook it, there was still the sound of wine shaking inside, but he didn't quite understand why Xiao K asked him to do this.

"Release the simulation of the wine bag." Xiao K's voice suddenly sounded.

Han Xiaodong felt that the wine bag in his hand shrank suddenly, and suddenly turned into the pencil case he put on the table.

"My God! This is also possible." Han Xiaodong exclaimed in his heart.

"Of course, otherwise, what is it called a holographic simulation?" Xiao K's tone was still somewhat disdainful.

"Am I the only one who can see it?" Han Xiaodong asked in surprise.

"The current setting is only visible to you, but you can choose to set it to be visible to others. The coverage area is 100 square meters. When your ability is upgraded, the coverage area will also be upgraded. The scene can be adjusted at will, as long as you can think of it, but the scene in the scene Things have to have a real-world counterpart in a similar material."

Only then did Little K explain the simulation rules.

"It's so powerful, that is, if I turn Grandpa Qiu's noodle shop into a five-star hotel, those noodles can be turned into a high-end buffet in the hotel?" Han Xiaodong asked excitedly.

"That's right, but your five-star hotel may be smaller in size, and the buffet will still be mainly noodles." Xiao K's answer was a little careless, and he didn't forget to add: "It seems that only you can think about it." Come up with such a worthless idea."

Han Xiaodong wasn't hit by Little K at all, he was still in his little excitement.

"Okay, let's start, the protagonist has entered the stage." Xiao K didn't have time to play with him, and began to act out its story.

Han Xiaodong was called out by Little K, and quickly began to look around, wanting to see what the protagonist looked like.

Soon he was attracted by an elderly beggar in the crowd.

The old beggar stood quietly in front of the shack in the corner, with an iron box in front of him. His face was wrinkled and his body was thin. Just looking at that face that had gone through vicissitudes of life, one couldn't help feeling pity .

The old beggar didn't seem to have the intention of begging, but looked around, as if waiting for someone. Although he was wearing a ragged blanket, he was still shivering from the cold wind.

At this time, a young man came over and said to him, "Hey, old man, let me treat you to dinner today."

The old beggar shook his head, declined the young man's kindness, and continued to look around in the wind.

Four or five people passed by on the road in a row, and they all kindly invited the old beggar to have dinner, but they were all declined by the old beggar.

Seeing this, Han Xiaodong finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Little K softly, "Why do they all invite him to dinner?"

Little K also explained in a low voice: "This is the traditional Western Thanksgiving. A long time ago, rich gentlemen would treat the poor to dinner on Thanksgiving to show their love."

Han Xiaodong nodded, and then he was even more puzzled: "Why didn't someone invite him to dinner? I feel sorry for him."

"He's waiting for someone." Xiao K took the trouble to explain: "An old gentleman invites this old beggar to dinner every year without interruption."

"Oh..." Han Xiaodong finally understood, it turned out that the old beggar was unwilling to let the old gentleman miss out.

But the sky was getting dark gradually. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people on the street, there were patches of snowflakes floating in the sky.

"Is there snow in November in England?" Han Xiaodong asked suspiciously. If he remembered correctly, Britain has an oceanic climate, and it doesn't get below zero until December.

"The plot needs it, please don't take it too seriously!" Xiao K said dissatisfied: "It's not necessarily a good thing to study well, just pick the bones."

Seeing that the street lights had been turned on, the old beggar began to shiver in the cold wind. At this moment, a fat gentleman came over and kindly extended an invitation to the old beggar again.

The old beggar hesitated. Looking far into the distance, he found that the person he was waiting for was still missing, so he finally accepted the fat gentleman's invitation to have dinner with him.

The old beggar finished his supper in a hurry and returned to the shack on the corner of the street.

As soon as he sat down, an equally thin and dry figure appeared in the distance.

Although the figure was thin and thin, he stood upright, neither humble nor overbearing, with a tall gentleman's hat on his head, and a civilized stick with peeling paint in his hand.

The old beggar was stunned, he didn't expect that person would come again.

The old gentleman walked up to the old beggar, bowed slightly, and said slowly, "May I have the honor to have dinner with you today?"

The old beggar only paused for a moment, then also stood up straight, and nodded solemnly.

So the two old men walked into a restaurant side by side.

That night, the old gentleman ordered a cup of coffee without saying a word, and watched quietly as the old beggar finished all the food on the table.

The two people saluted each other at the corner of the same intersection as in previous years, and then broke up.

That night, an old beggar was admitted to the local hospital. He died from eating too much.

On the same day, an old gentleman was admitted to the same hospital. He died of starvation because he had not eaten for a long time.

It turns out that the old gentleman's family has long been in decline, and his wealth has long since been wiped out.

He sold his last pocket watch on purpose to treat the old beggar to this last Thanksgiving dinner.

The plot ended, and the scene switched back to the classroom, where the geometry teacher was teaching him trigonometric functions on the podium.

Han Xiaodong fell into silence. He always felt that the ending should not be like this. If the old beggar can tell the truth, if the old gentleman can let go of the agreement, if they can all say sorry, I can't have dinner with you today.

Then the ending might not be so tragic.

But for some reason, he was moved by these two people.

"Are you trying to tell me that I shouldn't live up to other people's expectations of me, and likewise, I shouldn't refuse the kindness of people who really care about me?"

Han Xiaodong asked solemnly, the scene just now was like a needle, deeply hurting Han Xiaodong.

"No, I just want to tell you that you have turned on a new function."

Han Xiaodong, definitely fall!