A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 442 The Truman Show?
After getting off the bus, Feng Yuxiu hailed a taxi and went to the address Chen Yixin had given him.

The school Chen Yixin ran was located inside a large shopping mall. Following the automatic handrail, Feng Yuxiu saw a large photo of Chen Yixin on the wall.

His signature bowl cut and bright red clothes, with two huge posters on each side.

'Jingrun Olympiad Math Interstellar Training – Expert-led course taught by renowned provincial teacher Chen Yixin, helping you achieve your dream of attending Peking University or Tsinghua University.'

Feng Yuxiu was momentarily lost in thought. Xiao Zhuang had told him that Chen Yixin was just a college graduate, and from a relatively unknown school at that.

For several years after graduation, I worked as an operator in a machinery factory. I don't know what kind of luck I had, but I suddenly had a breakthrough and opened a training school in Changchun.

However, in this era, slogans are just shouted out, and reputations are just faked.

As Feng Yuxiu reached the third floor, deafening music suddenly erupted.

He subconsciously reached for a cigarette, but then noticed that no one around him was smoking. He realized that smoking was probably not allowed there, so he gave up.

The third floor is very large. On the left, a group of boys dressed in taekwondo uniforms are practicing martial arts with loud shouts and laughter, while the entrance is crowded with waiting parents.

Feng Yuxiu glanced around and continued walking inside. Inside was a place that looked like an ice rink, with all sorts of parents standing outside the walls.

He looked at it for a while, then took out a cigarette and lit it. "Interest class is an interest class, why bother with the school?"

Chen Yixin was not found either. Feng Yuxiu stood in the corridor and kept watching until after school. After the parents left with their children, Chen Yixin walked out with a group of students and parents, chatting and laughing.

A female parent, her cheeks flushed, patted Chen Yixin's shoulder, and Chen Yixin immediately stepped back to avoid it.

"Hahaha... Everyone says that Principal Chen never speaks or interacts with any woman alone except his wife. I never believed it before. What cat doesn't steal fish? Now I believe it."

A woman with short blue hair, who appeared to be a teacher at the training center, was standing next to Chen Yixin with a smile, waving goodbye to the parents.

Feng Yuxiu leaned against a pillar in the corridor, smoking and squinting as he waited.

A plume of white smoke billowed from Feng Yuxiu's head, and Chen Yixin spotted the smoke immediately.

"Tree, you've finally come..."

Chen Yixin's eyes showed some joy. She nodded to the female teacher beside her and quickly walked towards Feng Yuxiu.

He casually patted Feng Yuxiu's shoulder heavily, "I thought you weren't coming."

After taking the photo, Chen Yixin took a step back, patted her wool coat, and tightened her right hand on the silver watch on her left wrist.

"Let me introduce you, this is my wife." Chen Yixin turned around and pointed to the short-haired female teacher in blue after most of the parents had left.

Feng Yuxiu nodded and continued smoking.

Chen Yixin smiled slightly, but a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

This kind of person only deserves to stay in the countryside. Doesn't he know where he is? This is a big city. Does he think he can do whatever he wants like in the countryside? So many people are not smoking, but he is the only one standing in the corridor smoking.

However, everyone around Chen Yixin saw her success, but the villagers in Wangdu Village who had always been looked down upon could not see it.

He couldn't go back to show off often, and only this foolish tree by his side could constantly remind him that he still had a long way to go to achieve success.

This isn't a tree; this is Wangdu Village.

The village chief of Wangdu Village still wielded more power and social status than him, so he was determined to become a capitalist step by step. When he returned, even the village chief would have to stand up and smile at him.

He has to be at the very front when paying respects to his ancestors during the Lunar New Year!

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Feng Yuxiu then realized that Chen Yixin's school occupied the entire third floor.

It has dormitories, classrooms, and new media classrooms.

There are Taekwondo teachers, ballet teachers, music teachers, and English teachers. He is responsible for teaching these students logical thinking courses.

To put it bluntly, it's an exaggerated pyramid scheme model, full of empty promises and sales pitches.

"Shu, you'll be living here from now on. Your job is to open the door at seven o'clock every morning. The door is over there in the hallway... Here's the key... When you're going to and from school, just stand at the door and watch out to make sure no strangers come in."

"Today is the first day of school, so all these parents have come. Starting tomorrow, there won't be as many parents."

Chen Yixin walked at the front and gently gave instructions to Feng Yuxiu.

His eyes were somewhat haughty. Since he was seven years old, he had often been with the tree on the hillside, selling his future. Back then, the tree was not so dull, nor so clueless about human relationships.

Back then, he would greet the villagers warmly, unlike now when he sees villagers coming, he lowers his head and pretends not to see them, or he goes out of his way to avoid them from a distance.

When he was a child, Shu was a better student than him, and his father would often use Shu as a comparison.

During his elementary school years, trees became role models for his family.

Now, Chen Yixin is healing the wounds from her childhood.

He wanted to make the trees his servants, his underlings.

One must act with utmost trepidation and trepidation upon hearing even a single word from him.

"By the way, the teachers' and corridor floors must be cleaned every morning and noon."

Feng Yuxiu suddenly stopped. "I saw the person sweeping the floor when I came in today."

Chen Yixin smiled and said, "That's for the whole mall, so I won't be coming tomorrow. I'll have to trouble you from now on, brother."

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes, so now he's a doorman, a cleaner, and a security guard.

Aside from not having to teach, he was given all the positions in the entire school.

Feng Yuxiu wanted to laugh to himself; as expected, there were no completely good people in Wangdu Village.

There are no good people among them. Even Chen Yixin, who was enthusiastic from the beginning, had a repressed inner sense of teaching.

But thinking about it this way, this is the normal reaction. If someone is a purely good person, then it's not that they are sick, but that the whole world is sick.

How could a completely good person possibly be born in such a world?

"Alright, you haven't eaten yet, have you? There's a food street downstairs, it's very convenient. Don't wander around unnecessarily. This is a big city, not a small village like Wangdu. If you walk too far, you won't be able to find your way."

"I go first."

Chen Yixin brushed off non-existent dust from her wool coat, elegantly straightened her collar, put her hands in her pockets, and walked away.

Feng Yuxiu gazed calmly at the deathly silent corridor.

This large shopping mall closes completely at 9 p.m., so he was the only person in the huge mall at night.

He often experienced hallucinations and delusions in Wangdu Village, which is why he came to Changchun.

This is the first day, and so far, the terrifying figure has not been seen.

His memory has completely disappeared, and he is even experiencing hallucinations.

The corridor was now empty. Feng Yuxiu lit a cigarette and walked into the skating rink. The incandescent lights overhead were large and bright, and the smooth white floor began to reflect light.

He didn't know what he was supposed to do, and stood blankly at the skating rink, starting to walk around.

After walking for half an hour, having littered the ground with a whole box of cigarette butts, I finally decided to go downstairs and get something to eat.

After casually eating a bowl of ramen, Feng Yuxiu looked at the bustling city with a sense of bewilderment.

Just as he was about to go up, his gaze swept over and fell on the telephone pole.

It was covered with advertisements.

"Look at this, this is the price of not studying hard. Let's see if you'll still study hard now."

A parent was walking by with their child when they saw Feng Yuxiu intently staring at an advertisement offering a large sum of money for a child. The parent stood there disdainfully and started lecturing their child.

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the advertisements that were still on the telephone pole. His gaze was not on the two advertisements, but on the advertisement for circumcision at the bottom, or rather, on the name of the top-tier hospital.

He had his bone age tested at the Wangdu Town Health Center. Everyone in Wangdu Village knew him, and the old lady was certain he was her son. Apart from their initial suspicion that his hair and clothes were different, there were no other unusual signs.

That outfit was a camouflage uniform.

Of course, some people wore these kinds of clothes in those days, but most of them were migrant workers heading south.

Could it be that I fell and knocked unconscious on my way back from working outside?

That's impossible. Xiao Zhuang said that the day before he lost his memory, he bet that he wouldn't dare to go up the hillside to make robes.

Feng Yuxiu waved and hailed a taxi to the top-tier hospital.

I stared at the hospital signs for a long time before finally getting a number for orthopedics at the first-floor window and going up to the seventh-floor outpatient clinic.

After waiting in line for three hours, it was finally his turn.

Inside the consultation room was a specialist, with a young and beautiful assistant sitting next to him.

The professor looked up and glanced at him. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Feng Yuxiu sat down and said, "I want to have my bone age tested."

The professor frowned. "Tell me what's wrong and I'll diagnose you, instead of asking me to do anything. I'm a doctor, not a supermarket salesperson. Go downstairs for blood tests and an X-ray, and then we'll talk."

As he spoke, the professor began writing a diagnosis on a piece of paper.

Feng Yuxiu frowned. "I said I want to have my bone age tested."

The professor slammed his hand on the table. "What are you doing? Where is this place? You're not saying you're uncomfortable, but you insist on having your bone age tested. This is an expert appointment."

Suddenly, an inexplicable anger rose within Feng Yuxiu, and he slammed the chair onto the table. "I said! I want to have my bone age tested!"

"security guard!"

In big cities, professors are all high-ranking people, and their authority cannot be challenged by someone like Feng Yuxiu who seems to be from the lower class.

The knowledge they have learned must be applied to their own diagnosis; they cannot change their procedures just because of a single sentence from Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu's gaze suddenly turned sinister. "I'm telling you, I'm single. Now, give me a proper bone age test, or I'll follow you home after get off work..."

The professor was stunned. Feng Yuxiu's eyes were sinister and ruthless, not at all like someone making threats in a joke.

The professor shuddered, then hurriedly waved to the security guard as he walked in, sat down, and obediently wrote out a form for Feng Yuxiu to test his bone age.

Feng Yuxiu took the order, turned around, and walked out.

Once outside, the professor grew even angrier, pointing outside and shouting, "From now on, get a security guard here so that people like this can't come in again!"

The assistant quickly lowered his head.

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After paying the fees and having an X-ray taken for bone age testing, Feng Yuxiu sat in the hospital lobby waiting.

The professor didn't call the police or try to drive him away. He was a professor, and he didn't want to take such a person with no family, no job, and no status seriously. Otherwise, if the professor really got his eye on him, his perfect family and future would be at risk of being lost.

Feng Yuxiu waited for five or six hours, until it was dark and past eight o'clock in the evening, before he finally printed out his test report from the machine.

His name and age were clearly written on it.

At the bottom is a line of computer text: Good bone density, but there are old fractures? Bone age 23? ?? It is recommended to go to a higher-level hospital for a follow-up examination or consult a doctor.

His age on his ID card does not match his bone age at all.

The ID card says he is 38 years old, but his bone age is 23.

Feng Yuxiu stood in the hall for a long time, holding his test report.

"Am I... is the whole Wangdu Village just putting on an act?"

Feng Yuxiu gritted her teeth, her face full of anger. The whole village was just playing along with her act!
But what's the reason? What's the purpose? Am I some important person? Or an experimental subject of some organization?
He found the idea absurd as soon as it came to him.

Feng Yuxiu remained silent for half an hour before walking out. He smoked five cigarettes before calming down his inner turmoil.

In the end, he took a taxi to an internet cafe.

After turning on the machine, I sat on it and stared blankly at the keyboard and the old-fashioned screen.

He has probably never used or even seen a computer in his entire life, and he doesn't recognize anything on the keyboard.

But when his eyes fell on the keyboard, a strange sense of familiarity made him tremble slightly.

So I opened a webpage and instinctively started searching.

Is it possible for a person's age and bone age to not match?

What if there's a huge discrepancy between my age and bone age?

{Answer: Adjust your diet, exercise appropriately, maintain good sleep, and have regular check-ups.}
Feng Yuxiu frowned, skillfully lit a cigarette, took a puff, and continued searching:

What could be the reason for a 20-year difference between age and bone age?

This time he didn't get what he wanted; instead, he got a page full of advertisements for various hospitals.

It seems the website also considers his problem to be mentally ill.

Feng Yuxiu leaned back in his chair and flipped through a few pages, eventually finding a link that wasn't an advertisement.

After clicking, a flashy website appeared, with various pop-ups and some pornographic pictures.

After flipping through the videos, a movie video appeared in front of me.

Feng Yuxiu frowned and clicked on it.

A foreign film that is nearly two and a half hours long.

I checked the time in the bottom right corner of my computer screen; it was still early, so it wouldn't be a problem to go back.

Internet cafes were always packed during that time, especially after get off work, with queues forming outside.

Fortunately, tomorrow isn't Sunday, otherwise there would be even more.

But as he watched, Feng Yuxiu felt something was wrong, and he sat up halfway through.

After reading two-thirds of it, he dropped the cigarette butt on the ground.

After watching the entire video and seeing the subtitles, Feng Yuxiu began to tremble all over.

The name of this foreign film is The Truman Show.

"It must be like this, this world is fake! Otherwise, there's no logic at all! A person's identity and bone age could be twenty years apart! That's completely impossible!"

Feng Yuxiu strolled out unsteadily, and the young men who had been queuing behind him immediately huddled together and started scrambling for the computers.

After leaving the internet cafe, a cold wind blew over, and Feng Yuxiu took a puff of his cigarette, his hands trembling violently.

"This world is fake...only I am real...what if they...are wrong? No, they can't be wrong..."

"Let's take another look! Let's take another look! Since they managed to get me to Changchun by following their words, there must be a way to decipher it... If I'm being kept in captivity... I'll definitely discover something fishy... Will the lights in the sky fall down? Or are these pedestrians and cars moving according to some kind of commanded trajectory?"

Feng Yuxiu suddenly darted out, and a car sped towards him. Just as they were about to collide, he suddenly took a few steps back.

The car screeched to a halt, and a burly man leaned out, pointing at Feng Yuxiu and cursing, "Are you blind, you son of a bitch?!"

The big man angrily stepped on the gas and sped off.

"No...it shouldn't be...let's see!"

"Let's observe for three more days!"

(End of this chapter)