I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Chang'an, the heart of the Tang Dynasty, was bustling and bustling. Su Qimeng, the third daughter of the Su family, the wealthiest family in Chang'an, was renowned for her gentleness and virtue. As the youngest daughter, she was deeply loved by her parents, well-read from a young age, and now, at the right age for marriage, Su Qimeng's life could have been one of luxury, but she preferred the everyday life of the city, enjoying strolling the streets and savoring local delicacies. One sunny day, Su Qimeng, her face covered with a light veil, strolled through the bustling streets with her personal maid, enjoying a rare moment of freedom.

"Miss, look at these buns, they're steaming hot and must be delicious." The maid said excitedly, pointing to the bun stall on the street.

Su Qimeng smiled faintly, nodded, and bought two meat buns. She ate as she walked, the aroma of the meat filling her mouth and making her mouth water. However, fate played unexpected tricks. Someone running towards her bumped into her, and the bun slipped down her throat, choking her. Those around her panicked, but no one could offer help. The maidservant, terrified, burst into tears, but she didn't know what to do. She could only watch helplessly as Su Qimeng's face turned from red to purple before she collapsed to the ground. And just like that, Su Qimeng died!

The unexpected death of the third daughter of the Su family shocked the entire city of Chang'an. The entire Su family was devastated and held a grand funeral for her. However, on the very night of the burial, a sudden flash of lightning and thunder struck Su Qimeng's coffin. The coffin was reduced to ash in the lightning, but at that moment, Su Qimeng's soul traveled through the rift between time and space.

Su Qimeng vanished without a trace. People said she was struck by lightning and vanished, perhaps having successfully transcended her calamity and ascended to heaven to become a deity. In that superstitious feudal society, this explanation was probably the most comforting.

Sunlight filtered through the slits in the curtains, dappling onto the white hospital bed. Su Qimeng slowly opened her eyes. Everything before her felt strange and modern, completely different from the Tang Dynasty she remembered. Her head felt heavy, her memories drifting like a kite with a broken string.

She tried to sit up, but found herself wearing strange clothes, completely different from the silk and satin she usually wore. The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and on the walls hung some strange instruments she had never seen before. She was startled. Where was this?

"Are you awake?" A nurse in a white uniform walked into the room with a folder in her hand.

Su Qimeng opened her mouth, but found her voice hoarse and almost inaudible. She could only nod.

"That's great, you've been in a coma for several days." The nurse said with a smile, and then quickly recorded the time Su Qimeng woke up.

Coma? Su Qimeng was puzzled. Her memory stopped at the moment she was choked by the bun, and then there was a blank.

"This is the hospital. You were sent here because of suffocation." The nurse explained, seeming to see Su Qimeng's confusion.

Suffocation? Hospital? "Where the hell am I?" Su Qimeng thought ominously.

"You've been in a coma for three days, but you're out of danger now. Your family will come to see you soon."

At this time, a girl walked in. "Wanqing, you're finally awake! We were so scared. You almost choked to death while eating. Luckily, Chenchen knew the Heimlich maneuver and saved you. We then rushed you to the hospital and gave you emergency treatment, so you finally got your life back. Oh, it's all my fault! Next time, I won't let you laugh while eating."

Wanqing? The Heimlich maneuver? Su Qimeng was still puzzled when the girl continued, "Wanqing, hurry up and report to the newspaper office in the next two days. If you're late, they won't want you."

"What? Newspaper?"

"Yeah, you were accepted by the newspaper. What happened to you? Did you become stupid?"

"What year is it? Who am I?"

"It's 2024 AD, and you are Zhang Wanqing!" the girl replied.

Su Qimeng's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. She had originally choked to death on a steamed bun, but she hadn't expected to be struck by lightning on a dark and windy night, entering a time tunnel and arriving in 2024. While she was still trying to recall her past life, a group of people rushed into the ward.

"Little Baozi, you're finally awake. We were scared to death!" The speaker was a middle-aged woman.

"Auntie, Wanqing seems to have some problems with her brain. She doesn't remember who she is."

"Oh, really? It's okay, little darling. I'm so happy that you're alive! Nothing else matters!" As she spoke, her mother hugged Wanqing. Her father and brother also came with her mother.

Family? Su Qimeng's heart warmed. She knew that, despite living in an unfamiliar era, she wasn't alone. "I... I don't remember anything. I... need time to adjust." Su Qimeng's voice was weak, but her tone was firm.

She had a new family and a new identity—Zhang Wanqing. But soon, her eyes grew firm. She knew she had to adapt to this new world.

Su Qimeng closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She had to accept this fact. Her soul had traveled back to the year 2000 and taken possession of Zhang Wanqing's body. With this identity, she would explore this unknown world and adapt to this brand new life.

When she opened her eyes again, the confusion was gone, replaced by a firmness and determination. She, Su Qimeng, or Zhang Wanqing, would begin a new chapter in her life in this new era.

"Why am I called Little Baozi?" Zhang Wanqing asked.

"Because my family runs a steamed bun shop, our shop is very famous locally, not only because the buns are delicious, with thin skin and tender fillings, but also because it carries the memories and emotions of generations of people in the town. Our family's secret soup dumplings have also been selected as something... yes, an intangible cultural heritage." My mother's face was filled with joy and pride when she said this.

"Of course I call you little bun. You're our lucky star! Before you were born, business was bad and the shop almost went bankrupt. It was only after you were born that the shop suddenly became prosperous. You were so cute back then. One day, a reporter came to our shop to eat buns and saw you. He took a few photos of you and posted them online, and you became famous. Since then, many people have come here just to see you, take photos with you, and eat buns."

"According to today's terms, you are an Internet celebrity!" Wanqing's friend interrupted.

Zhang Wanqing didn't know what to say for a moment. In her previous life, she was the third daughter of the Su family in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty. After choking to death on a bun, she traveled through a time and space rift to 2024 and became the owner of a bun shop.

Her thoughts were wandering when her mother suddenly pulled a bun out of her bag and handed it to her. "Eat it while it's hot! This is your favorite meat bun."

Wanqing took the bun and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry for a moment!