My Return to Life

The public toilets in Tangli No. 8 Middle School are more than 400 meters away from the teaching building.

With such a distance, Fang Nian seldom went to the toilet alone in high school.

After the bell rang for the end of the first evening self-study get out of class, Fang Nian was surrounded by Li Annan and went to the bathroom.

On the road, they were passionately discussing the new world opened through the Internet.

"Is Ozawa a mixed race? It's pretty pretty."

"Then who, the bridge is the most beautiful, it's a bit big, didn't you see the picture?"

"What do you think..."

Fang Nian occasionally interjected, saying that there will be a trend of dismounting.

As for how to learn more through the Internet, everyone has to realize it by themselves.

The master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual, which is normal.

As soon as he entered the toilet, Fang Nian was choked by the oncoming ammonia gas and coughed.

On the left side of the inside are rows of pits, and on the right side is a urinal, both made of cement, and the hollow below is used as a cesspit.

The smell is of course strong.

Fang Nian just coughed, not too uncomfortable. After all, this scene of going to the bathroom lasted from childhood to youth.

Evening self-study will end soon.

Before the lights were turned off at 9:30, Fang Nian went to take a shower with the army.

It's really rushing.

A dozen or so boys in the dormitory in the third grade of make-up classes rushed to the small square in front of the dormitory building with plastic buckets.

A row of faucets protruded from a half-height stone platform made of cement. When the iron twist valve was turned on, the water rushed into the bucket.

One by one, the boys filled buckets with water, flushed from top to bottom, soaped up, flushed again, and the job was done.

At first Fang Nian was stunned for a moment, then mixed in.

When the cold water rushed down from head to toe, Fang Nian fully felt the reality of returning to high school.

Originally, last night I was still lying in the large bathtub, enjoying the bath while sipping some red wine...

After taking a shower, I went back to the dormitory. Inside, there were eight iron beds with bunk beds in two consecutive rows, housing sixteen people.

The miscellaneous mixed taste is the unique taste of boys in the dormitory.

After the lights were turned off, there was a moment of silence in the dormitory.

Then there are all kinds of conversations.

"..."

"What are you all doing together at night?"

"I won't tell you..."

"Oh! I still want to hear it!"

"..."

"Has Panlong been updated?"

"A chapter was updated after 8 o'clock, go to the post bar to see it."

"..."

Fang Nian, who was looking up something on his mobile phone, paused, and then closed the opened web page.

Smashing his mouth, he sighed with emotion in a low voice: "It's dark under the lamp."

"It's not too much to earn some money to enjoy life with your talent."

During the two hours of evening self-study, Fang Nian thought about how to go about being reborn once again.

The original life was indeed very good.

But he has never enjoyed life itself. Busyness, loneliness and severe insomnia are the main themes.

In the original life trajectory, due to the multiple influences of internal and external factors, as early as the sophomore stage of high school, Fang Nian had already given up his studies by himself, and went south to make a living after the college entrance examination.

Taking Tangli No. 8 Middle School as a middle school in a remote township, it is normal for people like Fang Nian to give up on themselves.

There are three or two repeat students in the college entrance examination every year, and red banners can be hung all over the place.

After reading the math textbook all night, Fang Nian felt that it was not difficult to pick up his studies.

So I decided to enjoy my youth and come back, and at the same time test myself with the college entrance examination.

The original education was only high school, and whenever I think of it, I can't escape the words "sorry".

I also wondered, in this life, there is no need to work so hard like in the previous life to become rich and powerful, even if you are reborn, are you afraid of running out of money?

It's just that it can't be like now, where you have to budget carefully to eat a bowl of instant noodles.

I don't want to look back, the road is just under my feet.

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The term Tieba reminded Fang Nian of some interesting things.

During this period, genuine awareness has not yet been popularized.

There are very few online payment channels. To Fangnian and the others in remote areas, paid top-ups on genuine websites look like viruses.

Even Q coins have to be recharged through the cashier of the Internet cafe.

Moreover, the payment channels for counterfeit mobile phones are single: they only support phone bill payment, and the cost is horrific.

Take, for example, logging in to QQ, which is the most common call bill at this time.

Pay three yuan a la carte.

From logging in to QQ on the webpage to logging out of QQ, it is counted as a one-time payment, and the duration is 30 minutes.

If you accidentally click on the home page of the mobile phone, it is counted once, because the browser that comes with the mobile phone has no cache at all.

The reason why Fang Nian remembered it so clearly was not because he had checked a lot of information when he wrote the rebirth article before.

But during the summer vacation last year, Fang Nian, who didn’t have a mobile phone yet, used his mobile phone at home to log on to QQ, and spent 63 yuan in phone bills, and was almost hung up for a call...

Search for Panlong, and read the latest chapter update through Post Bar.

In the end, Fang Nian slapped his lips: "I am inexplicably envious of the future update requirements."

Nothing else, the current update of online articles is basically three to four thousand words per chapter, and about nine thousand words are updated a day.

Later, generally one update of 2,000 words, and two updates a day are considered dedicated players.

Ok……

Fang Nian is also one of them, and he is also a dog.

Next, Fang Nian flipped through the novels that are currently being serialized.

"Urban, fantasy, fairy tale..."

"Rebirth in the officialdom, fighting monsters and upgrading, the portable grandfather in the ring..."

Fang Nian muttered silently.

Gradually, a complete plan was formed in my heart.

This was later called the beginning of the Platinum Era of Internet Literature, and for a later Internet writer, it can be said that it is like a fish in water.

The miscellaneous branded mobile phones in my hand have simple functions, do not support new applications, have no memos, and cannot edit TXT files.

In the end, Fang Nian found the simplest and most effective codeword method in the process of exploration——

Write a log in QQ space.

This is one of the few early "cloud" synchronizations.

"As long as the mind does not slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

Fang Nian thought.

"I don't know if my tenosynovitis will be advanced."

Thinking so, he quickly typed the text with his fingers: "Chapter 1..."

"..."

At twelve thirty-five, Fang Nian rubbed his eyes and put down his phone.

Listening to the snoring sound one after another in the dormitory, Fang Nian put his hands behind his head, trying to feel sleepy.

"I'm going to lose sleep again..."

The next day, at 5:40, the school's wake-up bell rang on time to wake Fang Nian up.

Smelling the peculiar smell in the boys' dormitory, Fang Nian yawned and got up to take a shower.

After half-running and half-walking, I arrived at the playground and started to run in the morning. At this time, my mind was full of disbelief.

"When did I fall asleep?!"

"What about the severe insomnia that doctors can't help?"

"This is the benefit of rebirth?"

In his memory, it has been at least five years since he fell asleep and woke up so easily.

Feeling the youthfulness of his body during puberty, Fang Nian temporarily decided to start exercising from now on.

Compared with when he was nearly 30 years old, his physical fitness began to decline in all aspects. At present, Fang Nian feels that his physical fitness is so good that he can try 108 kinds of solutions.

"Hey, Fang Nian!"

Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from not far away.

Then came the chirping voices of other girls: "It's Fang Nian, it's so strange, he used to slip aside to rest even during class exercises."

"That's right, is the sun coming out from the west today?"

Fang Nian showed a bright smile to several people: "Morning exercise is good for physical and mental health, shall we go together?"

A ray of sunshine in the morning slanted across Fang Nian's face.

Fang Nian exudes youthful vigor like the rising sun.

Look at the red faces of these girls.

It wasn't until Fang Nian walked to the classroom after running two laps that he remembered the name of the girl who called his name at the beginning.

Liu Yang.