Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 2 Han Ning!

"Cry, cry, cry, it's not a sin, no matter how strong people are, they have the right to be tired..."

"Love because of love, gentleness can't stand arrangements, happy so fast, don't wait until you hurt each other..."

On the street, Andy and the Hulk's singing were intertwined.

As the two most popular songs of the millennium, they are played countless times almost every day.

Zhao Wanqiu turned his head slightly, stared at Fang Yi carefully, and said seriously, "Brother Yi, I think you're a little weird today!"

"What's wrong?"

Fang Yi had a smile on the corner of his mouth, while admiring the people and things in the old street, he said casually.

In another two years, Experiment 1 will be expanded, and even this old street will be demolished together.

At this moment, memory and reality are intertwined, making him feel a trance of time and space disorder.

"I can't tell, I just feel a little weird."

Zhao Wanqiu frowned, reached out and punched Shen Hao, "Rat, what do you think?"

"It's a little weird, keep laughing!"

After Shen Hao finished speaking, his voice changed, and he looked expectantly and said, "Brother Yi, what are you going to treat us to eat?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wanqiu couldn't help but said, "Han Han! Just f*ck know how to eat!"

"Here! Eat this!"

Fang Yi pouted towards a fly restaurant opposite.

"Fried noodles!"

Shen Hao murmured, a little disappointed.

Fang Yi ignored him and walked into the fly restaurant on his own.

The chow mein here is very tasty, with a unique burnt aroma.

After the demolition two years later, this fly restaurant disappeared completely, and I couldn't eat it if I wanted to.

"Boss, three servings of fried noodles!"

After giving an order to the boss, Fang Yi found an empty table and sat down.

Soon, three plates of fragrant fried noodles were brought to the table by the boss. Fang Yi took a deep breath, took apart the disposable chopsticks and took a bite.

It's still the same, it's delicious!

Don't look at Shen Hao's look of disgust just now, but he really eats fried noodles faster than anyone else.

Three to five and two to finish off the fried noodles, drank the seaweed soup from the small bowl in one gulp, Shen Hao wiped his mouth, seeing Fang Yi and Zhao Wanqiu still eating slowly, he couldn't help but took out a book from his school uniform trousers pocket, He looked up with interest.

Fang Yi glanced at it and found that he was reading a ghost story for two yuan.

The quality of the book is very poor, the paper is off-white and has a pungent smell.

The content is a combination of some supernatural stories and anecdotes. In the era of no mobile phone, it was very good to pass the fragmented time. Fang Yi also bought a few copies in his previous life.

Suddenly, Fang Yi's heart moved, and he asked, "Rat, are there many people watching ghost stories in the school?"

"There are quite a lot, almost every day people ask me to borrow books!" Shen Hao replied intently.

Fang Yi continued to ask, "Does Uncle Shen see it?"

Although Shen Hao felt a little strange, he still answered truthfully: "My dad occasionally watches it!"

That's it!

His first pot of gold has fallen.

The idea is mastered, and even the fried noodles on the plate seem to be more fragrant.

After eating the fried noodles and drinking the seaweed soup, Fang Yi stood up and took out his pocket.

Um, no money?

But he didn't panic, raised his chin towards Zhao Wanqiu, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Qiu, pay!"

"Aren't you a treat?" Zhao Wanqiu, who was sipping seaweed soup, was taken aback for a moment, his face full of black question marks.

"Yes indeed!"

Fang Yi nodded and said solemnly, "I'll treat you, you pay, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Zhao Wanqiu pouted, got up and settled the account.

The three bowls of fried noodles cost a total of 4 yuan and 5 yuan. A large plate is full, and the quantity is large and affordable.

After collecting the change, Zhao Wanqiu walked out and counted with his green fingers: "Including today's four yuan and five dollars, Brother Yi, you owe me 48 yuan. When will you pay me back?"

"Why are we brothers so clear-cut!" Fang Yi put his arms around her shoulders and laughed.

Zhao Wanqiu quit the job immediately, and argued with reason, "Brothers have to settle accounts!"

"Okay, then, you lend me 52 more, just to make up the whole!"

Zhao Wanqiu: ? ? ?

Shen Hao: ? ? ?

...

In the end, Zhao Wanqiu lent him two yuan and made up the whole thing.

Two dollars, just enough to buy four popsicles.

Zhao Wanqiu was holding a popsicle in his mouth, glanced at the extra popsicle in Fang Yi's hand, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you buy four?"

"There's no cost to flirting with a girl?" Fang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Flirting?

Zhao Wanqiu looked at him suspiciously.

Brother translation is so strange today, several new terms that he has never heard of have popped out of his mouth.

Especially when she was just after school, the gentle "long time no see" and the indescribable eyes made her numb.

But apart from being a little strange, the translation brother is still the translation brother.

...

This millennium summer seems to be hotter than usual.

It's not even July, and the temperature has already exceeded 38 degrees.

The three of them just went out for lunch. When they returned to the classroom, their school uniform T-shirts were already soaked with sweat.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the classroom.

There are only 18 days left before the college entrance examination. Whether you want to sprint for the last time or crammed for a while, you have to use your time as much as possible.

Some people were reciting English words with their eyes closed, some people were immersed in reading the questions, some people were checking the wrong questions on the test paper... This hot atmosphere instantly infected Fang Yi.

In fact, before that, Fang Yi had always had an unreal feeling about rebirth, as if he was watching a movie or playing a game.

Until this moment, he really integrated into this era!

"Why are you standing still?"

After Zhao Wanqiu finished speaking, he went straight back to his seat, flipped out a test paper, and started doing the questions with a popsicle in his mouth.

After all, in the first experiment, the style of study is still very strict, and the students' self-awareness is relatively high.

Moreover, her grades have always been in the upper middle and upper reaches of the class. According to Lao Qin's estimate for her, not to mention 985, it would be no problem to take a 211 test.

However, in the previous life, Zhao Wanqiu's college entrance examination results were not satisfactory, and he finally only took an entrance examination for a second college.

...

Looking around the classroom, Fang Yi quickly found the back in the second row.

The monitor of the third and second class of senior high school is also the goddess in the hearts of many people in the whole experiment one, Han Ning.

When studying, especially in middle and high school, girls attract boys for two reasons, academic performance and appearance.

When a girl has both of these points, she is a well-deserved goddess in school.

This is the case with Han Ning, who has never dropped out of the top three in the grade. With a gentle and quiet personality, delicate and pure facial features and a smooth black long straight, he is simply a boy killer.

The most important thing is that this girl is still in good shape. With a height of 1.68 meters, she can even wear a school uniform with a sense of fashion.

In contrast, although Qiu Ge is also very good-looking, his figure is too poor and he looks a little thin.

The difference between the two is like a big bear and a strong bald head...

In addition, Qiu Ge's neutral style is not popular in this era. *

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