Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 4 Who is this tm talking to?

After straightening out the ideas for future development, Fang Yi closed the notebook and took out the textbook to start reviewing.

Before his rebirth, he was already in his thirties, and the knowledge he had in high school had been forgotten for a long time.

If you are not cramming your feet now, let alone college, you may not be able to get into college.

Don't look down on junior colleges. You must know that colleges in the millennium are completely different from those in later generations. Although after the expansion of enrollment in 1999, the junior college has lost its former glory, but it is only 30 to 40 points lower than the admission line of the second college.

In addition, the admission rate of junior colleges is much lower than that of second colleges, so the difficulty is not lower than that of second colleges.

For Fang Yi, university must be attended, otherwise, he will miss too much.

Also, starting a business as a college student provides many conveniences and additional resources.

So in the last 18 days, put aside the money beforehand and study hard!

Ok?

Looking at it, Fang Yi couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Originally, he thought that it would be very difficult for him to review his high school knowledge after so many years.

But in fact it didn't. His memory seemed to be exceptionally good, and he could easily recall what he had learned.

Small welfare after rebirth?

good!

Fang Yi was a little surprised. He was prepared the moment before. If he failed, he would spend money to go to school.

Now, it doesn't seem to be necessary.

High school courses, in fact, have been completed in the second year of high school. The whole senior year of high school, especially the off-duty semester, is basically spent writing questions and reviewing.

Especially when the college entrance examination is only more than ten days away, the teachers of each subject have already finished teaching, and the rest is up to the students themselves, and the teachers are more of a supervisory role.

In the afternoon, he was reviewing and brushing questions. When you are tired, just have a few jokes with Zhao Wanqiu and relax.

...

When the school bell rang, the originally quiet Experiment 1 instantly became boiling.

"Brother Yi, wait for me, I'm on duty today!"

Seeing Fang Yi packing up his schoolbag, Zhao Wanqiu, who was sitting in the front row, reminded him.

"alright!"

Hearing this, Fang Yi put down her schoolbag and waited for her.

"Cough cough!"

Although water was sprinkled on the ground, the broom was swung and still brought up countless dust.

Seeing Zhao Wanqiu coughing and sweeping the floor, Fang Yi frowned, stepped forward and grabbed the broom in her hand, nudging his mouth outside the classroom: "Go outside and wait!"

"No, the two of you will scan faster!" Zhao Wanqiu shook his head.

"go with!"

Fang Yi looked at her quietly, with a somewhat unquestionable tone.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Wanqiu said nothing and walked out of the classroom obediently.

Watching her leaving, Fang Yi thought about taking her to the hospital for an examination after the college entrance examination was over.

Lung cancer has a high cure rate at an early stage.

After sweeping the classroom in two or three times, Fang Yi went downstairs with a bucket to take out the trash.

When he came downstairs, he saw Han Ning standing there quietly, as if waiting for someone.

Seeing Fang Yi, Han Ning bit her lip lightly, and then walked forward slowly.

looking for me?

Seeing Han Ning walking straight towards him, Fang Yi raised an eyebrow.

"Squad leader, is something wrong?"

"Ok!"

Han Ning hummed, then lowered her head slightly, and said softly, "I... I promise you!"

"Promise what?"

Fang Yi was stunned for a while, and felt a little inexplicable.

"I promise to talk to you about being friends!" Han Ning raised her head, her clear eyes met his gaze, and replied solemnly.

Fang Yi: ? ? ?

When I slowly put a question mark, it is not my problem, but your problem!

I didn't say I want to talk to you about being friends!

Seeing him stunned and not speaking, Han Ning pursed her lips and said softly, "I'll go back first, see you tomorrow."

I just dumped the trash, and I have an extra girlfriend. Who can I ask this tm to reason with?

Watching her retreating back, Fang Yi couldn't help but wonder, do he like Han Ning?

Maybe, I used to like it.

But that kind of love was too hazy, and in the end it turned into a regret when he reminisced about his youth. Even in his previous life, he had forgotten how Han Ning looked.

Today, Han Ning's performance completely shattered his inherent impression of her, Fang Yi seemed to know her for the first time.

Re-acquainted?

Under the setting sun, the elder Han Ning's back was pulled, Fang Yi smiled slightly: "Nice to meet you, my...girlfriend!"

...

...

"Brother Yi, why did the monitor look for you just now? Are you angry because of the noon thing?"

After taking out the garbage and returning upstairs, Zhao Wanqiu stepped forward with a curious expression on his face.

Fang Yi glanced at her, "She said she wanted to be my girlfriend!"

"Don't coax me, you started dreaming before it got dark?" Zhao Wanqiu teased with a look of disbelief.

Hearing this, Fang Yi took her by the shoulders, and went downstairs with a smirk: "Brother Qiu, let's make a bet. If Han Ning really wants to be my girlfriend, how about writing off the 50 yuan I owe you? "

"Don't gamble!"

Zhao Wanqiu shook his head decisively.

Fang Yi wondered, "Why? Didn't you say I was daydreaming?"

"It's all my losses, why should I bet?" Zhao Wanqiu sneered, his face full of contempt.

The two came to the parking lot while talking and laughing. Shen Hao stood under the awning, holding the ghost story and waiting for them quietly.

Shen Hao's character is like this, simple and simple, and he will be a proper otaku in later generations.

"Go, rat!"

Fang Yi patted Shen Hao's head, and after scanning the carport, he successfully found his bicycle.

To be honest, if it wasn't for his memory getting better after being reborn, he would be embarrassed now.

After all, who tm can remember what a bike looked like more than a decade ago?

...

The three of them rode bicycles and walked through the old street. The golden afterglow of the setting sun penetrated the branches and leaves of the plane trees on both sides, forming mottled light and shadow.

The melodious whistle of "whistle" came from Fang Yi's mouth.

Youth is so beautiful! *

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