"What's wrong, Taoist? Did you faint from hunger? Here, hot chive buns. "Lei Dazhuang turned his head and handed over the breakfast while paying with his wallet.
"It's okay." Tang Shidao took the bun, but he thought: This bun is stuffed with red bean paste.
He took a bite.
Sure enough, the bun with chive marks was stuffed with red bean paste. Seventeen days later, the shop closed. Their relatives in the hospital passed away and the whole family went back to their hometown. Then, Lei Dazhuang would say, "Boss, the chive buns are stuffed with red bean paste." Then, the dispirited boss would give him two more for free. Lei Dazhuang didn't take it for free and gave him another five bucks.
Tang Shidao watched history repeat itself quietly, but his mind was in turmoil.
Every word was correct.
Every action was correct.
What happened? Was he reborn? No, that was impossible. The order of the Sorcerer Web wouldn't reset all the universes because of one person. Even this universe wouldn't reset. Time might slow down, but it definitely wouldn't go back.
Now.
His entire body was clean … magic power, magic spells, magic tools, nothing at all. There was still a year and a half before the chandelier hit him on the head again. Could it be that only then would he be able to enter the Sorcerer Web, and this' dream 'would only end after that?
Wait.
Something wasn't right.
He was doing the 'Land of Time Halt' mission just now. How did he suddenly end up like this?
"Taoist … Taoist … Are you okay? Are you still sleepy? I shouldn't have pulled you all night. " Lei Dazhuang was a little worried. After all, he couldn't tire himself out. Otherwise, who would help him get points in the future?
"I'm fine. Yeah, just a little sleepy. "Tang Shidao obviously couldn't talk about anything else. Even if he wasn't a sorcerer, the Sorcerer Web would always be a secret.
Not to mention.
He still hadn't figured out what was going on.
Back at school.
Entering the classroom.
Tang Shidao suddenly froze. It seemed that Lei Dazhuang and the mathematics representative, Zhao Qi, had a fight today …
Seeing Lei Dazhuang stride in, Zhao Qi walked up to him with a serious face.
He kept his distance and looked solemn.
His eyes wandered.
In the blink of an eye, both of them had the expression of two peerless masters.
Zhao Qi inhaled softly.
"It's you?"
"It's me."
"You've gained weight."
"I've gained weight."
"You shouldn't be fat."
"I'm still fat after all."
"You should know the consequences of being fat."
"I don't regret being fat."
"Very good. Since you've gained weight, don't even think about losing weight this time."
"I want to give it a try."
"You think you still have a chance?"
"A person cannot have any regrets in life. Even if I have to give up my life, I will challenge every fat peak."
Everyone in the class: "…"
Tang Shidao: "…"
A god-like plot, god-like chemistry. But you guys are clearly in the second year of high school, not middle school. What are you doing? Seeing the two of them laughing and hugging each other after they finished talking, everyone knew that this was the scene of the disease outbreak in wuxia novels. Zhao Qi was a lunatic, and so was Lei Dazhuang. Although Class 214 wasn't a psychiatric ward, there weren't many normal people there.
After that, all the boys turned their attention back to The White Beauty. Yes, it was because of her that he was so motivated to go to school every day.
Tang Shidao also smiled.
The old days reappeared.
He didn't feel that these people in front of him were as weak as dust. On the contrary, it was an unimaginably wonderful feeling. When he recalled it again, it was as sweet and fragrant as wine. Previously, it was just a memory. Now, it was the real thing.
Whispers, conversations, noises, all the sounds in the class were unusually pleasant to listen to.
Back then, he only felt that it was noisy.
Now, he felt like he was listening to music.
"That's right. This attitude is right, Taoist." Lei Dazhuang looked at him with a teachable expression.
"Hmm?" Tang Shidao was slightly surprised. This plot didn't happen last time.
"My dad said that it doesn't matter if you're poor, as long as you remember to smile at all times. This way … people will think that you're a lunatic. At least they won't bully you. "Lei Dazhuang's expression was serious. His point was: He was obviously talking nonsense, but he would never laugh.
"No, I just have a facial nerve disorder." Tang Shidao didn't want to prank too much. When Teacher Yang came in, he would talk back.
"Aiyaya." Lei Dazhuang was pleasantly surprised. His brother's talent for talking nonsense had awakened? In terms of reaction, hmph, Lei Dazhuang was never afraid of anyone. "Is your face cramping? Taoist, your illness isn't contagious, right? Speaking of which, I know a doctor who can treat anything except poverty. Do you want me to introduce him to you? If you have a wallet, I'll give you a 20% discount. If you don't, I'll break your bones. "
"…" Although Tang Shidao was' alive 'again, he still didn't have the ability to talk back to this kind of person.
Fortunately.
Teacher Yang Shuren came in quickly.
Seeing this, as the homeroom teacher, Teacher Yang naturally controlled the situation. "Fatty, look at your white face and black eyes. Did you pull an all-nighter last night?"
Lei Dazhuang was energized when he heard this. "Teacher, I'm innocent. I was cosplaying as a panda."
"So what if you pulled an all-nighter? Stop looking for excuses. Tell me, how many all-nighters did you pull during the holidays? Look at you, don't tell me you pulled an all-nighter every day? Have you become an immortal? How many tribulations did you cross? "
"Teacher, your thinking is very dangerous. This is a scientific society, there are no immortals or ghosts. I'm a good child who believes in science, and a good student who cherishes time. I didn't sleep during the holidays because I'm making full use of every minute and second. I don't want my youth to be wasted. You should praise me for this spirit, teacher. "
The students were about to burst into laughter. Every time before the class meeting, they would laugh for a while.
Whether it was Teacher Yang or Lei Dazhuang, they were all the happiest people.
"I still have to praise you, Fatty. Tell me, how many points did you get in the last exam? Did you get more than 60 in any subject? "Teacher Yang put down a stack of papers.
"I can explain, teacher. There's a reason for this. At that time, the signal wasn't good and my brain couldn't connect. "
"You're quite reasonable."
"Teacher, I usually don't talk nonsense."
"Yes, I believe your brain can't connect. After taking so many exams, your brain still can't connect. "Teacher Yang gestured to the class monitor, Wang Hui, to distribute the papers.
"Teacher, I'll be honest. I have a type of learning allergy. I can't read. Once I do, I feel nauseous. "
"I've seen this illness many times. Don't worry, just ask your dad to whip you a few times. It's a secret recipe that can cure all diseases. "
"It's a little difficult. The main thing is that I have a support system. My dad can't beat me. "
"Oh, there's such a thing? What kind of support system is so good? "Teacher Yang opened the class book and began to write questions on the blackboard.
"My mom."
"Yes, this support system is quite strong. But I have to remind you, Fatty, the reason you can study here is because your dad donated a dormitory building in Fifth High. If you don't work hard and you can't beat the college entrance exam boss, you can't go to university. What do you think your dad can do? "
"Well … donate a building to the university?" Lei Dazhuang asked carefully.
"You're hopeless … No, you have to have two."
Everyone in the class roared with laughter again.
Another lively day began like this again. With a smile, everyone's spirits were lifted a little.
Tang Shidao remembered.
He remembered everything.
He even remembered what would happen after class, what would happen at night, what would happen tomorrow, and what would happen a month later. Tang Shidao remembered everything. Thinking about the opportunity of the Sorcerer Web in a year and a half, Tang Shidao did not intend to change anything. At the very least, his days in school were still the same. Even though he knew about his grandfather's identity and the existence of the mysterious group, everything remained the same.
After that, Tang Shidao spent most of his time doing only one thing: training his body!
He remembered the first time he could not beat a skeleton soldier.
This would not do. He had to improve his physical fitness and strive to do better. Watching the past repeat itself, Tang Shidao watched with a smile, not disturbing the slightest bit. During this period, he also tried to practice meditation, but it was useless. His mind was clear and he knew the method, but he did not have the magical power.
This was like a person who had many entrepreneurial plans but no money in his pocket.
No matter how hard he worked, it was useless.
"Priest, you have a disease that will kill you if you don't work out?"
"Yes."
"…"
Occasionally, Lei Dazhuang would feel a little strange, but he would silently cheer for his brother who was working hard.
During this period of time, Tang Shidao worked out more actively and studied more seriously. However, the plot was not spoiled. Even the score was based on the previous history, not a single point was changed. Slowly, his body became stronger. In the plot where a few drunk youths came looking for trouble, Tang Shidao did not make a move. He waited for the Lei Dazhuang in his memory to come and 'support' the enemy.
"Priest, don't be a coward. You've been working out for so long. A few drunkards are like hitting a child. "
"Yes, grandpa doesn't like me to fight." Tang Shidao could only use his grandfather as a shield.
It could not be helped. This was the plot.
Tang Shidao believed that time did not reset, and he did not reincarnate into the second year of high school. This situation must have happened in the 'place where time stopped', and then he returned to this moment in time. In order to solve the puzzle, Tang Shidao felt that it was best not to spoil the plot. Everything could wait until the scene where he was doing odd jobs.
The boy was poor.
This was Grandpa's strategy. It wasn't that he didn't have money.
However, Tang Shidao could not say, "Grandpa, I know about the mysterious group."
This was too abnormal.
Even if he worked hard to keep fit, his grandfather seemed to have sent someone to investigate him, afraid that he would do something bad. Under these circumstances, Tang Shidao didn't want to do anything. He would wait until the Sorcerer Net was opened.
"Daoist priest, are you possessed? Why are you so calm like an old man?"
"I've matured."
"You're not ripe yet. You're burnt. Come, come, come. Let's get to know each other. Let's get to know each other. Sister Jianni, come and self-destruct like a young man with me. "
"…"
In order not to affect the plot, Tang Shidao participated in every group activity, including the group of people going crazy.
Everything was like a replay. Nothing went wrong.
Finally.
"Hmm, it'll be a year by tomorrow morning. Another half a year and I'll see the scene where the chandelier hits my head. I'll have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow morning, I'll increase my distance by five kilometers. "Tang Shidao was used to this kind of life. He slowly integrated into it and felt happy.
Just another half a year.
When the Sorcerer Net appeared, he believed that everything would be answered.
He had a good night's sleep.
When he opened his eyes again.
Suddenly.
He was at the school gate. Lei Dazhuang was buying buns and youtiao. In the distance, The White Beauty walked by alone, attracting the attention of countless boys.
The sun was bright.
The car was noisy.
Everyone was smiling brightly.
Beside his ear.
"What's wrong, Daoist priest? Are you hungry? Here, hot chive buns. "Lei Dazhuang turned his head and handed over the breakfast while paying with his wallet.
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