Rise of the Humble O

In fact, it wasn't so. Although his body was that of a five or six-year-old child, inside he was a 21st-century graduate student in Classical Chinese who had been repeatedly crushed on the job market. He was penniless, powerless, and without a girlfriend. After 100 consecutive job rejections, he lamented before sleep that finding a job in his field as a literature major was as difficult as reaching the heavens. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he had become Zhu Ping'an, nicknamed Xiao Zhi, a little boy.,This is no exaggeration. Old Wang, the village elder, was forcibly fed a bowl of water made from burnt paper talismans after talking in his sleep for several nights; Wang Ermazi, who learned to speak Hokkien in the county town, was tied to a pillar and sun-baked for three days after returning to the village and uttering just a few phrases. He was believed to be possessed by a ghost.,“You still know how to feel pain. You’re out and about all day long, nowhere to be seen. When you were taken away by that flower-seller, your old mother finally found peace.” Mrs. Chen said, giving Zhu Pingan a glare. Thinking about the missing children in the county town made her uneasy, but luckily, the village was quite safe with people coming and going constantly.。