The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

The ancestor of the Xuchuan Zhao family passed away, and the Zhao Mansion on Changyang Street hung a white banner overnight.

The white flag fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying in the dark night.

As the group of people announcing the death disappeared into the depths of the long street, several old women who had been peeking out from the door also sneaked back to the inner courtyard, hiding at the foot of the wall and speaking in low voices:

"If you ask me, this funeral shouldn't be reported!"

"Our ancestor is gone, and only Sister Mian is left in the family. If we report this death, won't it be a big announcement to outsiders that our Zhao family has been cut off and can be bullied by anyone?!"

"Ah, who says it's not true! But Sister Mian is only three years old, and she's a girl, we can't let her smash the pot to send off the old ancestor. After all, the affairs of the old ancestor's afterlife still need a man to take care of it!"

"Poor old ancestor, he was kind-hearted all his life, but in the end he lost all his sons and grandsons, leaving only a girl named Mian Jie'er, and in the end he didn't even have anyone to see him off to his grave.

If we had known this day would come, we should not have kicked Qiu Ge'er out when the clan said they wanted to adopt him under the name of the Third Master.

No matter how useless Qiu Ge is, at least he has a boy, which is better than Mian Jie being alone in this world, lonely and helpless, without anyone to rely on. "

"Bah, you're just talking nonsense. You know who Zhao Qiu is..."

The voices of the old women became quieter and quieter, until finally even if Zhao Mianmian put her ear against the window paper, she couldn't hear a single word.

Seeing that he could not hear anything else, Zhao Mianmian had no choice but to slide down from the low couch by the window, then carefully stepped over the sleeping maid and climbed back to his own bed with skillful movements.

Isn’t this the three-year-old Zhao Jiamian who was lonely, helpless and had no one to rely on as described by the old women just now?

The Zhao family has few descendants, and the family has been a single-line family since the ancestor's previous generation, Zhao Mianmian's grandfather's grandfather.

By the time it came to Zhao Mianmian's generation, all the family members had passed away one after another, leaving only her as a girl.

As the only descendant of the Zhao family in Xuchuan, Zhao Mianmian should have lived a very comfortable life. However, things went against her wishes. Today, the Zhao family is shrouded in a dark cloud of impending storm.

Just after the hour of Hai, Zhao Mianmian couldn't sleep at all.

She had nowhere to go, so she simply wrapped herself in the quilt and took out a bulging little purse from under her pillow.

The small purse contained the treasure that her ancestor gave her before he died - a handful of jade chess pieces.

Each of the jade chess pieces is delicate and round, cool to the touch, and can fill up a purse. It is obvious that they are valuable items.

But it doesn't seem to be that valuable.

Because Mother Wei, who had served the old ancestor all her life, and Dong Zhu, Zhao Mianmian's personal maid, didn't even blink when they saw the old ancestor take out this thing.

Zhao Mianmian didn't even blink at that time.

It’s not because she is young and has no concept of these material things.

Instead, she had just fainted a minute ago, and now she was suddenly transported to ancient times, and was in the body of a three-year-old child. She was so shocked that she didn't even have time to blink!

After the old man sent the things away, he sent everyone away and talked to Zhao Mianmian alone for a long time before finally letting someone take her away.

As a result, he died within two days.

As a modern person, Zhao Mianmian is not afraid of death.

Besides, our ancestors lived to be over 80 years old, had no illness or disaster in their entire lives, and passed away peacefully. This is so much better than the way modern people die while lying in the hospital with tubes inserted into their bodies.

She just felt that her ancestor had passed away not long after she arrived, and if she told others about it, she would inevitably be branded as a "relative unlucky person".

Zhao Mianmian poured the chess pieces out of her small pouch and admired them carefully in the dim light.

After admiring them, he put them back one by one. Finally, he stuffed the small purse back under the pillow with satisfaction and lay down with a smile on his face.

[Ah? What kind of live broadcast room is this? Why is it so dark? ]

[Wait wait wait, what is that thing floating outside? ? Why is it so creepy! ]

[It's bad luck to see a dead person right after arriving! ]

[Ah, no? Is he really dead? ? I say, anchor, you are really careless. You can even sleep like this? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian was lying down when suddenly a few lines of small white words appeared in front of her eyes.

The small characters slowly rolled across Zhao Mianmian's field of vision like a barrage of words, and finally disappeared bit by bit.

It was as if someone was looking through her vision and spying on her life.

Then she expressed her opinions and views freely within her field of vision.

It sounds incredible, but this is not the first time this has happened.

As early as the day Zhao Mianmian was reborn, she was frightened by such "bullet screen".

Later she researched and concluded that she was not simply traveling through time, but was instead tied to a system similar to live streaming.

Viewers of the unknown world can log into the system and watch her time-travel life through her perspective. They can leave messages on her live broadcast interface and interact with her in simple ways.

Conversely, Zhao Mianmian can also complete tasks, upgrade, and exchange skills and talents through the live broadcast system until he leaves the fictional world or dies.

In short, she is now a broadcaster, a broadcaster who broadcasts ancient life in a fictional world... broadcaster!!

As a veteran social phobic, Zhao Mianmian is very uncomfortable with such a "live broadcast" setting.

At the beginning, as soon as the barrage appeared, her heart beat faster and she became anxious, and she didn't even dare to breathe.

But as I saw the barrage more and more times, I gradually became less nervous.

Later, when Zhao Mianmian discovered that these "audiences" could only hide behind her sight and could not decide or influence her life, she would deliberately stop and take a closer look at what they were discussing.

The people who posted the barrage in the middle of the night were a few tourists, the kind who didn’t even follow the live broadcast room. After mistakenly entering the live broadcast room, they threw a few comments and left in a hurry.

As soon as they left, the number above Zhao Mianmian's vision changed to [0/0].

When Zhao Mianmian saw these two horrible "0s", she was not anxious. Instead, she showed her incomplete teeth in the dark with a relaxed look on her face.

Harmful!

She was originally just an ordinary person, the kind that couldn't do anything in modern times.

After finally traveling through time and space, I became a young lady who can lie down and relax. How could I be so depressed that I would get into trouble and go about my business to complete some mission or upgrade? !

Besides, in this life, she is still a three-year-old baby drinking milk, and she can’t do anything except crying.

Isn't it nice to just let things take their course and be a useless person who only eats and waits to die?

Zhao Mianmian happily pulled the quilt up, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

She dreamed of the eight-treasure duck, royal chicken, and snow-flake crisps in the small kitchen. Just as she was dreaming of the crystal cake, there was a noise outside the yard.

Not long after, there was a suppressed and rapid knock on the door outside.

Knock knock knock

The person knocking on the door seemed very anxious, but he didn't dare to force his way in. After hearing the rustling sound of someone getting dressed, he lowered his voice and spoke at the door:

"Hurry up and get up, someone is coming from Yaohe!"

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Lightning protection:

1. It is either a thrilling story or a bland and ordinary daily upgrade story.

2. The setting is an ancient time when men were superior to women. Don’t ask me why the heroine is not independent. This is as ridiculous as asking me why I haven’t become rich after writing a novel.

3. The heroine is three years old after traveling through time. She is afraid of death and has no ability to protect herself. She keeps a low profile to save her life. Her life is rough and she is forced to work hard, but she is very lucky and will not suffer because she has the protagonist buff.

4. The heroine is not a real time traveler. She is a mirror guarding the door to time travel. She thinks she has traveled through time. She has some modern consciousness, but not much.

5. Please look at the first four words of the first item.