Rebirth and daily cultivation

Old town at night.

Zhang Chi was born in the countryside, and he was not a good person. In that chaotic township junior high school, he was able to graduate successfully and was admitted to Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School with relatively good grades.

Needless to say, it is conceivable why he survived.

His fighting ability is still relatively online.

Zhang Chi beat the boy for two minutes and picked up the dead dog-like boy.

Zhang Chi's eyes were full of threats: "Fuck you, if you go to the store again, I will beat you once!"

A few minutes ago, the boy who was still very rebellious was beaten and cried directly.

"Did you hear it?" Zhang Chi raised his hand as if he was a bully.

"I heard it, I heard it!" The boy responded quickly.

Zhang Chi sneered. Ordinary adults often have no way to deal with such a half-grown child in his early teens. After all, they have a family and children, and they dare not risk it.

What if this little boy deliberately retaliates, adult men are not afraid, but what about his wife and children? Who dares to bet?

But people like Zhang Chi happen to be the nemesis of half-grown children.

Zhang Chi smiled, stretched out his hand and slapped the boy's face, making a threatening gesture.

The boy's eyes were full of begging for mercy, and Zhang Chi turned his face again.

He slapped him again, then kicked him over, and shouted: "Go away, don't hang around here in the future, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you!"

The little boy stood on the empty street, enduring the pain all over his body, and ran away with his chest covered.

Zhang Chi and Yan Tianpeng walked away.

"Did you take a picture of my heroic appearance just now?" Zhang Chi asked.

Yan Tianpeng shook his mobile phone: "Of course, I make money from this!"

Zhang Chi was quite complacent: "Brother, beating up children is professional. In the future, we will directly set up a team to take on tasks all over the city and beat up all the naughty children in the city."

Yan Tianpeng read: "Support justice and rectify the atmosphere!"

Zhang Chi: "Just do it!"

"By the way, are the cigarettes for the boss?" Yan Tianpeng didn't keep them all by himself, because Zhang Chi made a great contribution.

Zhang Chi discussed: "After giving it, will the boss give more compensation?"

Yan Tianpeng: "Maybe."

Zhang Chi agreed, and the two returned to the small supermarket with the stolen boxes of cigarettes.

He slapped the boxes of cigarettes on the counter and said: "Sister, I got the cigarettes that the kid stole back for you!"

The cigarettes include Hongwan, Yuxi, etc., which are worth dozens of yuan in total.

Taking back the cigarettes means that the female clerk can directly collect the money for subsequent sales, which can avoid the loss she paid in advance.

The female clerk hurriedly thanked and enthusiastically made two buckets of beef noodles for Zhang Chi and Yan Tianpeng for free, and also gave them two bottles of Coke.

Zhang Chi held the bucket of noodles, went out and sat on the curb, taking advantage of the cold night, eating noodles with big mouthfuls, not to mention, this experience is really good!

……

Tuesday.

"I have an exam the day after tomorrow, read a book, brother Ma." Wang Longlong advised earnestly.

Ma Shicheng calmly played the game and even sent a piece of Xuanmai chewing gum: "Don't worry, I will counterattack."

Wang Longlong sighed.

'Brother Ma is deeply involved in the counterattack posts on the forum! '

As a deep player of the forum, Wang Longlong knew very well that it was a pipe dream to want to counterattack 985 in the third year of high school.

Ma Shicheng asked back: "Aren't you trying to liven up No. 4 Middle School recently? Are you doing some school beauty voting?"

Guo Kunnan instantly became excited and asked with concern: "School beauty ranking?"

This thing is quite popular in today's era. There are often rumors that a particularly beautiful girl is the school beauty of a certain school. Everyone thinks that there will be various school beauties in the university, but in fact, there are almost none.

Wang Longlong said: "Hey, just for fun! I have collected photos of girls in our school through various methods, and I will post a few voting posts later."

Guo Kunnan: "Okay, okay!"

...

Wednesday, 10 am.

Yuzhou Third People's Hospital, Orthopedic Inpatient Department

The young man recovered very quickly. Zhuang Jianhui walked out of the hospital with a bandage on his right hand.

Behind him, there was Lin Zida carrying sundries, Zhuang's mother carrying a file bag, and the vice president who came to see him off. At the back, there were seven or eight intern nurses chattering, making the place very lively.

But the expressions of those nurses were a little sad and reluctant.

Zhuang Jianhui was handsome, well, handsome beyond ordinary handsomeness!

He had extraordinary knowledge and a prominent family background. During his hospitalization, various experts who were rarely seen on weekdays appeared in the inpatient department, even the biggest dean!

During the hospitalization, Lin Zida sent milk tea, fruits, small cakes, flowers... to the nurses every day in the name of Zhuang Jianhui for Zhuang Jianhui's comfort.

This identity of a prince in distress fascinated these nurses. He was simply a perfect lover!

This kind of man is definitely a male at the top of the food chain.

As a result, the nurses would often intentionally give him two more injections…

To leave a deep impression…

Zhuang Jianhui’s hands were covered with needle holes, and he couldn’t stand it anymore, so he re-inserted the indwelling needle.

He stood at the door, because the sunlight outside was too dazzling, which stimulated Zhuang Jianhui’s eyes slightly, and he couldn’t help squinting.

He let out a long sigh and sighed: "Finally discharged!"

The pain of broken bones is almost the biggest disaster he has ever suffered in his life. If nothing unexpected happens, it will eventually follow him for the rest of his life and he will never forget it.

And this period of hospitalization will also be engraved in the future, and will be remembered clearly.

Human beings are always like this. The brain selectively remembers the most profound things.

Lin Han, who was waiting at the door, said: "It doesn't matter, we will come again next year to remove the steel plates."

Zhuang Jianhui twitched the corner of his mouth, and his mood instantly sank.

After hearing this, the group of intern nurses felt hope in their hearts. She came closer, chattering, and presented various gifts, including watches, wallets, pendants, and even shoes.

From Lin Zida's perspective, he could tell at a glance that although these small gifts were simple, the prices were definitely beyond the consumption level of these unpaid nurses.

Casio watches, CK wallets, new AJ shoes...all priced at a thousand yuan level...

‘Grandma, you are really willing to give up! ’ Lin Zida was speechless.

Facing the expectant looks of all the young nurses, Zhuang Jianhui accepted them all and expressed his gratitude to them.

During this period, the vice president told Zhuang's mother that if she had any questions in the future, she could call him directly, especially regarding rehabilitation training. He could come to the house every day to help with training.

In the end, Zhuang Jianhui got into the commercial car driven by Lin Han and rushed towards the Huqishan villa area.

Zhuang Jianhui sat in the car, silent. He looked out the window at the retreating scenery. After experiencing this hospitalization, he realized that health is the most important thing. Everything else is just a cloud. Without health, everything will be lost. exist.

Lin Zida next to him didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Jian Hui seemed to be a little more mature.

He did not disturb Zhuang Jianhui. Lin Zida took out his mobile phone and scrolled through the No. 4 Middle School Post Bar.

Unexpectedly, I discovered that there were several popular posts, and No. 4 Middle School was selecting school beauties.

‘Is there really a school beauty selection? ’

Even if Lin Zida is in Ancheng, he has never heard of it.

He clicked in and took a look. As expected, he first saw Shu Yan's photo. It was a photo of her standing alone in the corridor, holding on to the balcony, and was secretly photographed.

This photo only shows her stunning profile and figure, not half of her appearance. Even so, the number of votes still ranked fourth.

Lin Zida thought: ‘Are there any masters? ’

He scrolled down and saw Zhou Jinglan, a small Internet celebrity in Tieba. She was wearing a light-colored school uniform, lying on the desk, revealing a face with a filter, and her temperament was as graceful as that of a weak and talented girl from a hundred years ago.

‘Okay, Zhou Jinglan is good. ’ Lin Zida was convinced. He heard that this girl, in terms of reputation alone, Ding Shuyan did not lose unfairly.

‘Are there any masters? ’ Lin Zida continued to slide down, and then caught a glimpse of Pang Jiao’s selfie.

The combination of the petite face and the beautiful flower is simply unsightly!

'my eyes! ’ Lin Zida’s mouth twitched!

He finally understood that after reaching second place, everyone must have messed up on purpose.

Finally, he saw the top spot.

That was a familiar person who couldn't be more familiar. In the picture, Zhuang Jianhui was slapped and turned around in confusion. The picture was made into an emoticon package with the words "I'll give you a big bag!" ’

It was full of inexplicable humor, and Lin Zida couldn't help but grin.

However, as a good brother, he silently gave the phone to Zhuang Jianhui.

Zhuang Jianhui was confused at first, then his expression gradually changed, and finally the veins on his forehead jumped.

He clenched his left fist, "This is too much!"

He browsed through the post and saw a bunch of booing students, and he became the object of laughter!

Zhuang Jianhui, who originally had a thorough understanding of world affairs after being hospitalized and decided to cultivate his moral character, felt so angry that he felt tight in his chest.

Which thing is so wicked?

"Delete it! I want them to delete it! Delete it now." Zhuang Jianhui complained.

Although Lin Zida thought it was funny, the impact of this kind of thing was not very good. He said, "Okay, I'll contact the person."

After taking screenshots to collect evidence, he sent the information to a friend in Anseong, who had connections with the Internet police.

…

The fourth class in the morning.

The Chinese teacher was talking about the international situation in class, but the students below didn't listen to it.

I feel that in this regard, the old history teacher's predictions about war starting in five years, unification in ten years, and racial theories are all shocking and exciting.

It's a pity that Class 8 in the second grade of high school is now a science subject, and the history teacher went to the liberal arts class to talk about it.

Wang Longlong secretly played with his mobile phone, and his eyes were excited because the first school beauty competition of No. 4 Middle School had brought the activity of the post bar to its peak. Many people responded to posts every minute, and many seniors who had graduated many years ago came to join in the fun.

At this moment, Wang Longlong suddenly received a private message: "Hello, we received a report and found that your post 'Shocked, the beauty of No. 4 Middle School actually...' is suspected of violating the law. Please cooperate with the work to delete the post."

Wang Longlong frowned, "What the hell, I'm the owner of a small bar. Who are you, asking me to delete posts?"

Do you even dare to fool me? You dare to command me?

Wang Longlong replied: "Presumptuous!'

At this time, in a certain office in Ancheng, a man in uniform was stunned, and then he became angry. Since he could not communicate with him, he directly contacted the official management of Tieba.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Longlong was watching the fun. He refreshed the page and suddenly found that not only were the posts gone, but his account had also been blocked.

Wang Longlong was annoyed. Damn it, he directly changed the account through the agent, changed his IP address to Hong Kong Island, copied the previous voting post, and continued to post new posts.

As a result, it was deleted again and the account was blocked again.

Wang Longlong stared at the screen angrily, his desire for power that had been extinguished rekindled.

Open a trumpet and join the Tieba group! Make a scene!

…

Zhuang Jianhui was relieved when he saw the quiet forum. The problem was finally solved.

His photos were made into emoticons and posted online, which was an infringement of his portrait rights.

Zhuang Jianhui can now rest and recuperate.

In the afternoon, Lin Zida told him that the forum of Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School was bombed.

Zhuang Jianhui clicked into the forum and found that the whole screen was full of questions asking "What's wrong with the school beauty contest?"

He refreshed the forum and the forum administrators could not delete them all.

Although his family has great power, due to the different directions involved and the current network technology, it is ultimately impossible to make the entire network silent like in later generations.

Therefore, Zhuang Jianhui chose to use the simplest and most straightforward means.

Until four o'clock in the afternoon.

Xue Yuantong told Jiang Ning: "I came back from the cafeteria today after eating and saw a braised chicken leg on the ground. What a pity."

"Then what?" Bai Yuxia, "Did you pick it up?"

Xue Yuantong curled his lips: "Pah! How is that possible!"

Bai Yuxia: "Oh."

Xue Yuantong asked: "Do you know what this represents?"

Jiang Ning said: "It represents one more sad person in the world."

Bai Yuxia smiled.

Xue Yuantong also had a curved mouth.

Chen Siyu, who was immersed in the online world, moved her mobile phone, pointed at the screen, and said to Jiang Ning: "Oh no, our school's forum has been banned."

Bai Yuxia: "Blocked directly?"

"Well, it was said to be a violation." Chen Siyu noticed that something was unusual.

Xue Yuantong opened the Tieba APP and also found that the No. 4 Middle School bar was disabled. She frowned: "Won't I lose a place to read posts?"

Jiang Ning: "It will probably be restored soon."

Chen Siyu: "It's very difficult, right?"

She is an old netizen, wandering around major resource holy places. She has witnessed many events in the past two years, such as a certain video software being banned, and a large number of cloud disk software banning resources...all irreversible.

Jiang Ning looked calm, and he said: "It can be restored."

Bai Yuxia couldn't help but look at him more.

Jiang Ning sent a WeChat message to Shao Shuangshuang, telling her to contact Tieba now to unblock it.

The Changqingye Group is now in its heyday. You dare to block the Tieba of Mr. Shao's alma mater. Are you going to die?

However, the Tieba operators are indeed a group of people who don't think about making progress. The strongest traffic pool for many consecutive years was finally divided up by the mobile Internet era.

Before the evening self-study class, as expected, the Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School Tieba was not only unblocked, but also the previous school beauty evaluation posts were technically restored.

That night, many students were partying in the forum.

Qi Tianheng, a local tycoon from No. 4 Middle School, posted a message to celebrate, saying that the 9th floor, 99th floor, 199th floor... 999th floor would draw a 500 yuan red envelope.

Qi Tianheng's fame skyrocketed in an instant.