reborn my golden age

Soon, Yuan Wenbin got the news.

"What? You haven't beaten someone as tall as Chen Kai?"

Yuan Wenbin on the phone couldn't believe it. This was completely different from what he planned. He didn't want to let Zhang Yuan go. This guy who ruined his own good was really annoying.

The few people he found were not taken seriously by Zhang Yuan at all - very few freshmen dared to do this, but he didn't expect that he met one.

After the phone call, Yuan Wenbin felt that his whole body was out of temper. No, he had to find a way to do that Zhang Yuan again.

And since Chen Kai was injured by Zhang Yuan, he had to show some expression - the original celebration wine turned into an apology wine, and he had to give Chen Kai some extra compensation.

Zhang Yuan over there was also thinking that Yuan Wenbin would definitely have some back-up tactics - thinking from the other party's point of view, he felt that it was impossible not to vent his anger.

Zhang Yuan followed the other party's thinking and felt that it was normal for him to act as a shield for Wu Xue and to receive revenge from the other party - Zhang Yuan had never met such a person before, but he did meet him after his rebirth.

But how to deal with this kind of thing, he has no experience at all.

A few days passed peacefully. On the way back to the dormitory, Zhang Yuan met Ding Wei, who had just returned from buying food.

After saying hello, Zhang Yuan suddenly realized that his small body was really not strong enough. During the fight, he only took a few shots and he became short of breath.

They are both from the countryside. Ding Wei has a burly figure. Although he is very well-proportioned, he still has a small belly! When he was thirty years old, Zhang Yuan was very concerned about his belly sucking all day long.

Pretending to have a good figure, I am still an 18-year-old young man. This is intolerable under any circumstances. Although I don’t dare to think about having eight-pack abs, I still dare to think about it if I train my belly.

Seeing Zhang Yuan touching his belly, Xu Tao was very curious: "What? Are you pregnant? How many months have you been pregnant?"

Zhang Yuan laughed and said: "You still have the nerve to laugh at me? Don't look at your belly!"

Xu Tao suddenly pulled up his T-shirt and said, "Look! Brother, these are abdominal muscles!"

Zhang Yuan nodded solemnly and said: "I can see it, a whole piece of abdominal muscles!"

The other people in the dormitory were stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Hahahaha, a whole set of abdominal muscles...Old Zhang, you are going to laugh me to death..."

Xu Tao touched his belly and said to himself: "Brother, I think it's not bad, it's quite strong!"

Zhang Yuan said: "Just touch yourself, I'm going for a run!"

"Touch yourself?" Jiang Weiguo on the bed also started laughing.

While the pain of military training has not passed, you should be able to hold on when you start running now. If you relax for a few days, the energy will probably be gone, so you have to hurry up.

In this way, Zhang Yuan decided to insist on running at night every day, not much, more than half an hour. Before going to bed, he would hold a plank for five minutes.

Now that your college career has begun, you must cherish it, especially this time it is a high-end institution like Jianghai University. Zhang Yuan now feels that time is really too precious and not enough.

It takes time to attend classes, take time to copy books, and give yourself time to relax. After all this time, you actually don’t have much time left at your disposal.

While running, Zhang Yuan is also a time when his brain can relax a little - at this time, Zhang Yuan is thinking about falling in love. Although he has always been single, it does not mean that he intends to live like this for the rest of his life.

There is a business administration class with a total of thirty people in the class, including ten girls.

However, although the number of girls in the Business School is slightly higher than that of girls in science and engineering, their appearance is not as good as that of the School of Liberal Arts and the School of Foreign Languages.

Especially at the beginning of freshman year, girls at this time are very young. Zhang Yuan took a closer look and found that almost few of them knew how to put on makeup.

Of course, the appearance at this time is also the most accurate. For example, Liu Feifei, secretary of the Communist Youth League, has a very good appearance. However, there are many people chasing her. It is said that there is a strengthening platoon for famous people.

Her best friend Zhao Yuanyuan is also pretty, and beauties always like to get together.

Of course, red flowers also need green leaves. Ma Wenwen is green leaves, with average looks and average figure, but a super good temper. There is also Zhu Jingjing, whose appearance is lower than Liu Feifei, but higher than Ma Wenwen.

The four of them all live in the same dormitory, 323, so they have become like real sisters less than a month after school started. Moreover, their student numbers are all temporary numbers. When the teacher calls the roll call in class, when the four names of abb are called out, they usually all

The whole classroom burst into laughter, making people suspect that the teachers in the college arranged it deliberately.

"It's definitely intentional!" Xu Tao said while playing Minesweeper in the Internet cafe: "How could it be such a coincidence? There are only a few girls in our major, but the girls with four repeated characters are all assigned to our class, and their student ID numbers are

Still together." After a period of familiarity, they were finally able to grab a machine at the Internet cafe.

But no one paid attention to this, this guy is just playing minesweeper!

Just for this minesweeper, he was not from the same dimension as everyone else. But there was something even more amazing. Zhang Lei was watching him play minesweeper. The two of them were muttering about the position of the minesweeper and often arguing. This was considered

A great spectacle in the Internet cafe.

Zhang Yuan usually plays Red Alert and Live Football in Internet cafes. He doesn't know any other games. Although he's not very good at it, he won't be laughed at at least.

After coming out of the Internet cafe, the group of six people went to the Beimen Restaurant to have dinner. This restaurant is owned by people from Shaanxi and the noodles are very delicious.

When it comes to noodles, Zhang Yuan still thinks that the noodles in the north are delicious; the noodles in the south are really not chewy, but the toppings are better.

"It would be great if we could synthesize it?" Zhang Yuan often thinks like this.

After dinner, Jiang Weiguo ran to a bookstore nearby. It was said to be a bookstore, but in fact it was a collection of casual books and miscellaneous books for rent. Each book rented for 50 cents a day, and you could take it away after paying a deposit of 20 yuan - much more cost-effective than going online.

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Jiang Weiguo rented a thick novel, a large 16-page book. Zhang Yuan stared at it: "How many words does this have?"

Jiang Weiguo patted the book and said: "I have limited living expenses, so I can't always hang out in Internet cafes. It's better to read books. Reading can cultivate your sentiments and separate yourself from you uneducated people."

Li Fujun looked distressed and said: "You have fallen. The books in the school library are gone, and I don't see you borrowing them. This kind of novel... What novel should I read?" He flipped through it casually and found that he couldn't read it at all.

I understand, and then said sadly: "You have really fallen."

Jiang Weiguo was naturally dismissive: "Tsk! Don't look back if you can!"

Zhang Yuan thought, however, that online novels were beginning to gain traction at this time, and it was a good time to make money—good and bad were mixed. As long as he copied some high-quality books, a lot of people would definitely read them.

The group of people returned to the dormitory, noisily, and Zhang Yuan couldn't help but take the novel he rented from Jiang Weiguo and flipped through it.

This is a fantasy novel. It seems to have about three million words, but the content is simply incomprehensible. It is a few miles away from a good book like "Zhu Xian". No, it should be said to be a highway.

.But Jiang Weiguo still watched it with gusto, and Li Fujun next to him was also watching with eagerness.

What would be the effect if "Zhu Xian" was put online? The more Zhang Yuan thought about it, the more excited he became. He had already copied a lot of "Zhu Xian", and he could put it online after saving up.

But now I don’t even have a computer at hand, so I can’t go to an Internet cafe all the time? Writing alone in an Internet cafe is so stupid.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Zhang Yuan's mind. If he had it, he could go to the school's computer room.

The computer configurations in the school computer room are relatively low, and they are just barely usable. Few people are willing to play games or watch dramas there - there are no headphones; and to access the Internet, you need to apply for an account and pay 20 yuan a month.

But this was not a problem, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but get up from the bed.

His requirements are not high, as long as it can be used! And because the school's computer room has a low configuration, there are few people and it is clean! For him, it is simply tailor-made!

Holding back his excitement, Zhang Yuan fell asleep in a daze.

On the other side, Yuan Wenbin was drinking with a group of people.

"Come on, let's have another drink. For the sake of our brothers, we are really going to trouble everyone this time."

A boy with curly hair smiled and said: "That's what I said! Xiaobin, your business is the business of the brothers! But having said that, if you have such skills, it is better to go to other girls to work harder. This is the right way.

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Yuan Wenbin drank the beer in the glass, turned the glass and said with a sullen face: "We have been classmates for so long, you know me! Since Zhang Yuan wants to come forward in this matter, let him come forward - this is different from Wu Xue

It has nothing to do with her. Let her matter be settled with Zhang Yuan. Now it is my grudge against Zhang Yuan."

Curly Mao thought this logic was magical, but he couldn't refute it. Yuan Wenbin's theory was not necessarily wrong, that is, Zhang Yuan helped Wu Xue resist the matter, so he should naturally bear the corresponding consequences.