『Sunny day, a little lonely』

『Toy, thrown aside』

『Nothing new on TV』

『Sneakers can’t run out of time』

『I want a bigger world』

『Fully loaded, different adventures』

『Of course you're with me』

『every second every day~』

『You and I fly to the blue sky~『』

On the street - soft female melody, coming from a mobile phone

"It's obviously a happy song, but why do I hear a hint of sadness?"

"There is a rush to do homework, a sense of déjà vu"

"I really miss the time when there was no green blood."

Xiao Fan, an office worker, couldn't help sighing while scrolling [Douyin] while walking.

Hearing this, he saw a colleague who was not of the same age next to him and glanced at

"It sounds pretty good. What kind of music?"

"Oops, cartoon?"

He watched a part of the plot. He originally thought it would be like Pink Pig, childish, but after watching it for a few times, he changed his mind,"It turns out that when you were young, you were watching this kind of cartoon."

"No wonder your three views are so upright."

Xiao Fan smiled and said nothing.

Even Ultraman.

There are a lot of meanings in it.

He viewed another short video and found that the big data seemed to match his childhood.

It was another familiar tune.....

『Look at any of my doors』

『Hmm hmm』

『Doraemon, come with me, let your dreams shine』.......

Xiao Fan stayed for a few seconds without rowing away.

It was also in these few seconds that the entire video, or rather the entire phone, seemed to have mutated.

A series of prompts popped up directly

【Watch short videos to win prizes, one will be rewarded 100 yuan!】

"Bang!!"

"Wow!!"

The crisp sound of a large pile of gold coins rolling was heard!

Xiao Fan's pupils dilated slightly.

It was a pop-up text message on his mobile phone.

【Your bank card with the last number 1118 has received 100.00 yuan, and the current balance is 100.00 yuan!】

"Directly one hundred! ?"

"This is not the speed version of Douyin either"

"Even if it is the fast version, no matter how outrageous it is, it is impossible to recharge a hundred dollars for one video. What is the difference between this and giving away money?"

The change was so fast that Xiao Fan didn't react for a moment.

He glanced around and found that his colleague had walked away and disappeared into the crowd.

Xiao Fan looked away again. He gradually slowed down and stopped.

"One hundred brushes"

"Brushing ten lines and one thousand"

"Swipe one hundred and ten thousand."

What kind of class do you still have to work?"

Xiao Fan took a deep breath. Anyway, he got up early today and it's early to go to work. Let's check a few things first.......... at the same time.

While Xiao Fan was watching short videos.

What he didn't know was that his video was enlarged and projected into the animation world!..........

Doraemon plane

"Ah, kendo?"

Because various things were not completed well, Nobita gradually became depressed.

With the encouragement and suggestions of his parents and Doraemon,

Nobita went to a kendo gym to cultivate his willpower and improve his self-confidence.

However,.......

In the kendo gym.

Can't even beat one person.

I was always dealt with in one or two blows.

Even if it were someone else who entered school at the same time as Nobita, it would still be the same.

"I lost."

Nobita fell in the corner.

At this moment,

Doraemon was lying outside the gym peeking, and sighed helplessly.

Nobita's body........

It seems like there is really no advantage at all.

Just like what Fat Tiger and Xiao Fu had mocked when they came before, even Shizuka was only gentle to Nobita at the minimum.

That's all

"I don't know whether to talk about your qualifications or your future."

"Anyway, you just have to work harder."

The instructor in the gym came over and spoke very tactfully to Nobita, the 'idiot'.

After all, he paid the money.

"Nobita really can't do it."

Doraemon gave up completely.

On the street.

Nobita lowered his head and carried the wooden sword.

There was a backpack hanging on the wooden sword, and he walked forward step by step.

"Alas, at the end of the day, I have had enough."

I think of the expectations of my parents and Doraemon.

I think of Xiaofu and Fat Tiger's disdain.

I think of the way everyone in the sword hall looked at him as a weakling........

Nobita clenched his fist, but soon let go.

Without the help of props.

Except for braiding flower rope.

He seems to really have no talent at all.

"Nobita seems to have become even less energetic now."

Doraemon, who was following secretly behind, was a little worried.

Sure enough, do you still have to rely on props?

Just when he was thinking about this.

Suddenly - a light flashed in the sky!

"Ah, that, that is……"

Doraemon subconsciously covers his eyes with his hands.

The same goes for Nobita.

It's not even just them.

There are other streets too.

The disciples and teachers leaving the sword hall.

On the baseball field.

Fat Tiger and Xiao Fu who laugh at Nobita are definitely not good enough.

Shizuka is reading quietly at home.

Nobita's parents and teachers, a chain of relationships, and people from all over the world.

All were attracted by the light.

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