Jiangnan Province, Suhe City, one of the 21 prefecture-level cities in China.
Inside Suhe City, the City Experimental High School.
It was spring and the flowers were blooming. The sun shone brightly and warmed the air. However, the spring rain that had just ended made the air a little chilly.
Four red and white school buildings, solemn and quiet, were located in the campus. Each school building had about four to five floors. In the middle of the third school building —
A martial arts theory class was going on passionately.
Dong dong!
A male teacher in his fifties, who was wearing a black sweater and had white hair on his temples, knocked on the blackboard with his left hand and reminded, "Students, pay attention! This is the main point! These knowledge points are all points! Point! You must get points, understand? "
Dong!
The male teacher slapped the blackboard with his left hand, "I understand that you are tired. There are still 99 days until the college entrance exam. However, martial arts theory is different from other subjects. As long as you memorize it, your marks will increase! "
"Can you do math? No, you still have to do math! "
"Language is not good either. You need to understand and integrate it!"
"Geography, history, and politics are more flexible!"
"However, we don't need martial arts theory. Just memorize it and you can get points! Is there anything easier than this? Think about it carefully. Is there any subject easier than martial arts theory — "The male teacher slapped the podium with certainty," There is none! "
Dong dong!
The male teacher pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and knocked on the blackboard, "I'll give you ten minutes. I'll ask you questions later!"
After he finished speaking.
He added, "Martial arts theory takes up 30 points in the college entrance exam. You must get points for this part. You can't miss a single point! "
The male teacher took a deep breath and ignored the flying chalk dust. He leaned on the podium tiredly and looked out of the window with some fatigue and eagerness in his eyes.
It was the third year of high school.
If he didn't sprint now, when would he?
…
In the spacious classroom below the podium, there were eight rows of tables and chairs. Two rows were side by side and more than 50 students were sitting neatly.
In the third row by the window.
An ordinary boy in a blue and white school uniform had a cautious face. His eyes fell on the blackboard in front of him and he was very serious. However, his violently constricted pupils revealed a sense of panic and trepidation.
"Me?"
"I, Han Dong, have been reborn? This is a martial arts theory class … The person on the podium is the teacher in charge of explaining martial arts theory. His surname seems to be Jiang? "
Han Dong asked himself.
Gulp.
Han Dong tried to swallow his saliva, but his mouth was abnormally dry … The extreme nervousness had caused his mouth to dry up.
He didn't know why he was nervous.
He wasn't sure if he had really been reborn.
Plop! Plop!
Han Dong quietly glanced at the students in the classroom. He could even clearly hear the sound of his heart beating rapidly … His heart was in a mess.
It was as if there was a buzzing sound of gongs and drums, vibrating non-stop.
"This was five years ago?"
"Martial arts theory class?"
Han Dong questioned himself over and over again until his head went numb and his body became somewhat stiff and numb … Only then did he finally wake up and barely manage to recover his normal thoughts.
He sat there blankly.
He sat there for seven or eight minutes.
This was a silent rebirth. It was also a miracle that happened suddenly.
Han Dong didn't get up to question. He just sat there blankly until he completely understood this wonderful fact.
He had really been reborn and returned to five years ago.
"Hey."
Han Dong pursed his dry lips and looked at the neat writing on the blackboard.
He was Han Dong from the City Experimental High School's Grade 12 Class 7. His family was barely middle-class and his life was comfortable and decent. His family had a car and a house. They didn't lack food and clothing, but they weren't rich … Yes, he was probably one of the ordinary citizens of China.
But what was wrong with being an ordinary person?
He had a good life!
The car at home was a good car. The room at home was nearly 200 square meters of spacious area. He didn't need to worry about any political news, philosophy of life, or the rules of life. He thought that he would have a happy life.
Unfortunately.
That night, disaster suddenly came! Disintegration and destruction swept through!
This simple and happy life was like a fragile rice paper in front of such a strange and terrible thing. It would break with a pull, collapse with a touch, and disintegrate into a mess!
His happy family had been reduced to rubble! His sister Qian's life was unknown. His father picked up the cigarette that he had quit smoking. His mother washed her face with tears … A family of four should not be missing. If one was missing, it would be regretful and painful.
Click.
Han Dong's right hand trembled as he held the black carbon pen. His eyes were confused, as if he was wandering around a crossroad … Left and right were vast, and front and back were dark.
Then.
Even if he was reborn, what change could there be? What meaning could there be? This wasn't pessimism, but a sense of helplessness towards the mysterious and strange things beyond his knowledge.
It was like an ordinary elementary school student who could only be in a daze when he encountered an advanced mathematics question.
He didn't hold the black pen tightly and roar with unwillingness.
He didn't clench his teeth and vent his hatred.
Because no matter how boiling his emotions were, they were all like bubbles in front of those strange and terrible things. They would burst at the slightest poke.
Right at this moment … Tsk tsk!
Ten minutes had passed. Teacher Jiang, who was a little older, picked up the blackboard eraser and wiped away the neat writing on the blackboard.
Thump thump!
He patted the podium and cleared his throat, "Students, have you remembered? I won't take up your time in other subjects. Besides, martial arts theory is easier to remember. You just have to recite it in class. "
"Mm."
He frowned and raised his finger … pointing to the third row near the window, "Gu Yuanliang, what are you looking at? Get up and answer the question! "
Suddenly.
More than fifty pairs of eyes in the class were all focused on Gu Yuanliang like spotlights.
Han Dong, who had just been reborn and was wearing a blue and white school uniform, glanced at Gu Yuanliang who was next to him. Gu Yuanliang was Han Dong's deskmate. He was also wearing a blue and white school uniform, but it was loose and loose. It was obvious that he was a little thin … Moreover, the school uniform set off his dark face.
"Han Dong!"
"Assist! Remember to assist me! "Gu Yuanliang lowered his head and reminded him in a low voice. Then, he stood up nervously.
Assist?
Han Dong was stunned.
Before he was reborn, he was in depression and pain. His father was silent all day, and his mother was crying. How could he be in the mood to study? He had almost forgotten all the professional knowledge from university, let alone high school knowledge.
In short.
All the 'precious knowledge' he obtained in school was returned to the school for free, leaving nothing for himself.
Moreover, after the college entrance examination, who would be interested in reopening the high school textbook … Why would he open it? Was it to review the old to learn new things? Anyway, the results were already decided. No matter how desperate he was, he would not torture himself so cruelly!
"Yuanliang, Yuanliang, you have to forgive me. It's not that I don't want to assist you, but I'm also very desperate! "
"And — —"
"What if the teacher asks me? What should I do? "
All of a sudden, Han Dong panicked.
It was as if he had really returned to the time when he was in high school, back to the time when he was young and inexperienced when the teacher asked him questions … He could not help but anxiously look at the clean blackboard. The words on the blackboard had already been wiped clean. He suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning.
God had mercy on him!
Why did it have to be like this?
Han Dong almost couldn't resist the urge to flip through the textbooks and notes on his desk. He wanted to do some last-minute research before the exam. But after all, he was a person who had been reborn. He went to university for four years and worked for more than half a year. The panic and anxiety at this time was just a subconscious behavior.
It was true.
He almost thought that the memories in his head were all dreams.
He just had a long nightmare … But his heart gradually returned to normal, and the unforgettable oath reminded him that he had returned to five years ago.
It was absolutely true.
It was more real than real gold.
For a high school student, the teacher's questions were like a dignified trial. But for Han Dong who had graduated from university and worked for half a year, it was like a cool breeze blowing on his face.
Moreover.
No matter how high his college entrance examination score was, no matter how good his school was, it would not give him the power to fight against those things … Since it could not save his happy family, it was equivalent to being useless.
What he wanted was very simple. His family of four was happy and healthy, and reunited.
Dong dong!
A dull sound interrupted all of Han Dong's thoughts.
His eyes trembled slightly and focused. He immediately saw the extremely clean blackboard and Teacher Jiang between the blackboard and the podium.
Dong dong!
The old Teacher Jiang knocked on the blackboard and stared at the silent Gu Yuanliang. He asked angrily, "What's the relationship? Tell me! What's the relationship! "
"…"
Han Dong was stunned and his gaze turned strange.
Of course, it was the relationship between a teacher and a student! Otherwise, what else? Could it be the relationship between a father and a son?
Dong!
Teacher Jiang said, "Don't you know the relationship between stance and blood flow? How many times have I told you? It's such a simple basic knowledge! "
"Huff huff."
Teacher Jiang took a few deep breaths and his white hair trembled slightly. He asked, "Gu Yuanliang! This is a free point. Why don't you want it? Ah? You don't want it? "
Gu Yuanliang smiled and said, "Yes, yes."
"Sit down."
Teacher Jiang shook his head and sighed.
Pa pa.
On the podium, Teacher Jiang patted the podium and shook his head, "Gu Yuanliang, what should I say to you? Ah? I don't know what to say … .Every exam, you're always the last. You should be the second from the bottom! "
"I think you want to be the first. You can't be the first, so you want to be the last."
Suddenly, the classroom burst into laughter.
Gu Yuanliang smiled … .Studying was really difficult. Memorizing knowledge was even more difficult. Could it be that he had to risk plagiarizing just for a ranking? The school was not strict with plagiarism. After all, in the third year of high school, the results were his own.
On the other side.
Han Dong was stunned. An idea popped up in his mind, "First? If I'm the richest man in Su He City, I should have a way to resist these monsters. In other words, if I have a net worth of hundreds of millions, can I find the real source of these strange things? If I spend a lot of money, maybe I can find a way to resist these things? "
"This method … .Works!"
At this moment.
Han Dong's heart was in turmoil.
He thought of the fastest way to start from scratch … .Gambling, buying lottery tickets, and even breaking into the financial industry, speculating in stocks and futures! But before his rebirth, he had no contact with these industries. At most, he would pay attention to some current news.
Therefore.
These methods were like a dream. They could only be fantasized. At least for a normal person, they were meaningless.
Which normal person who just started working would pay attention to the real-time situation of the stock market? Would they pay attention to the winning lottery numbers? Even if they saw the news, they would just take a glance.
They would forget about it the next day!
It's impossible to remember until the third day!
Han Dong tightly pursed his lips. His face was uncertain, "If I was a veteran in the financial industry or the lottery industry … .Maybe I could really make a huge profit and become a billionaire. Pity, such a pity. "
The almighty money method probably wouldn't work.
Pa pa.
Teacher Jiang patted the podium again and pointed to the four or five male students sitting at the back of the classroom, "Gu Yuanliang, turn around and look. The grades of the martial arts students in your class are much better than yours. What other reasons do you have? "
"Look at you. I can only compare you with the martial arts students!"
"Think about it yourself. The martial arts students practice martial arts on a daily basis and their grades are higher than yours. Moreover, the martial arts students have additional martial arts tests. Do you have any? Why can't you get the 30 points for martial arts theory alone? "
Huff.
Huff.
Teacher Jiang took two deep breaths and glanced at Gu Yuanliang. He said angrily, "Forget it. There are still 99 days left before the college entrance examination. Your life is ultimately your own … .When you graduate and enter society in the future, you should thank me."
Gu Yuanliang continued to smile awkwardly and didn't refute.
Teacher Jiang shook his head and continued to talk about the important theoretical points. He really felt sorry for Gu Yuanliang … .He was quite a good child. Why was he not motivated? Did he have to enter society early and end up with nothing in the end?
In the third row by the window —
Han Dong, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, sat in his seat in a daze as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes were full of excitement as if he had caught a glimmer of hope and finally found a ray of light.
Martial arts student!
Martial arts! Martial arts! Martial arts!
"Gulp."
Han Dong reluctantly swallowed his saliva. His head was numb. He could only subconsciously turn over the test papers on the desk and stare blankly.
The current era was the prosperous era of the world's economic development and the strengthening of science and technology. The widespread use of the Internet also allowed people to have a more inclusive vision and perspective.
Life paths and career choices were also derived from many different categories.
The student community, as the future of the motherland and the main body of education, had also changed compared to the past.
For example, martial arts students and art students.
Martial arts students were specialized in martial arts. Before taking the college entrance examination, they needed to participate in the additional martial arts test of the school in advance … Based on the results of the additional test and the college entrance examination, the school would enroll them.
One must know.
The concept of the school was that it was the best in the university!
As long as the martial arts student's additional test results were excellent, the school would be willing to enroll them even if their college entrance examination results were low. This was the concept of a martial arts student.
"Martial arts student."
Han Dong glanced at Teacher Jiang. He looked back at the five martial arts students sitting in the last row and chatting with each other in low voices. Suddenly, a strange thought emerged in his mind.
Martial arts?
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