The Joy of Rebirth

Suddenly. [Text first release]

"Bihuang, Bihuang, wake up, wake up."

Ye Bihuang felt his body sink. Originally, he wanted to indulge in the endless cycle, but the voice of a little girl next to him came, and it sounded so familiar.

He turned over and grabbed the girl's little hand to prevent her from pushing him.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, the teacher is here and we are in class now!" The little girl was obviously anxious. She pinched the tender flesh inside Ye Bihuang's elbow hard.

"Ah!" Ye Bihuang suddenly jumped up in pain.

Ye Bihuang opened his hazy eyes, and everything in front of him was so familiar and yet so strange - a familiar huge classroom with a blackboard on the wall in front of it, with beautiful words written on it.

The whole class looked at Ye Bihuang as he jumped up like a monster. Seeing him rubbing his confused eyes and looking around, they burst into laughter.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar faces in front of him, Ye Bihuang was very indifferent. Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming, but why is this dream so real?

The pretty female teacher on the stage looked at Ye Bihuang's confused look as if he had just woken up, and her pretty face turned pale with anger.

"Ye Bihuang! Stand up straight! Go to the podium and ask this question!" The female teacher stared at Ye Bihuang angrily. Ye Bihuang made such a huge noise in her class, even a teacher would be angry.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, go quickly...the teacher is angry."

Her young hands pushed Ye Bihuang, her voice was very anxious, as if it would be a huge disaster if the teacher got angry.

Ye Bihuang shook his head, as if he was adapting to the current situation, and as if he was getting rid of something.

"Well, since it's a dream, what's the point of going up to do the questions?" Ye Bihuang chuckled. He reached out and grabbed the little hand of his deskmate. Those were the little hands of his junior high school deskmate! So smooth, so delicate,

Just touching it made his heart tremble.

Shana's hands trembled violently, her face turned red, and she hurriedly went to read her book. She didn't dare to push Ye Bihuang with her small hands.

"Ye Bihuang! Come up here."

"Okay." Ye Bihuang replied calmly. He walked slowly onto the stage and picked up his pen under the surprised gaze of the pretty teacher.

Only then did he see clearly that the problem in front of him was a quadratic equation. For Ye Bihuang, the genius who was once dubbed the most self-centered person in high school, it was simply a piece of cake.

He picked up his pen and started writing, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

However, his face became increasingly ugly.

His hands actually started to tremble.

This feeling, this feeling, why is it so real! This chalk, this blackboard.

Ye Bihuang is writing with his right hand and rubbing his left hand on the blackboard.

Could it be that I was reborn! A thunderous voice sounded in Ye Bihuang's mind. He felt a little thirsty in his throat and his wrists even trembled slightly.

After finally finishing writing the answers, Ye Bihuang walked off the stage like a puppet on strings.

However, the whole class made a sound of surprise. This question is a well-known difficult problem. When the teacher assigned the homework last night, he specifically stated that this question can be thought about, but it will not be assigned as a qualitative assignment.

Later, when I came to class the next day, I was surprised that only one classmate had made it. I heard that it was only made under the guidance of family members.

During class today, the teacher deliberately wrote this question on the blackboard and prepared to explain it in detail. Later, when Ye Bihuang made trouble, the teacher planned to use the inability to solve this question as a reason to punish Ye Bihuang.

Unexpectedly, he actually did it!

The whole class was thrown into chaos.

"Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!" The teacher tried his best to maintain order in the class. "Ye Bihuang solved the problem correctly. I hope he can listen carefully in the future instead of being in a daze in class."

Ye Bihuang was confused at this time and did not hear clearly what the teacher was saying.

I was reborn, was I really reborn? Really? Ye Bihuang's heartbeat gradually accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. He never thought that he could really be reborn.

He had read some rebirth novels before, in which the protagonist calmly accepted the explosive news that he had been reborn, sorted out his mood in just a few minutes, and clearly remembered what he had experienced.

Make arrangements properly within a short period of time.

But when it was his turn, he felt like he was starting to feel dizzy. The sense of unreality and difference made him feel light, as if it was difficult to integrate into the world.

Really? Am I really reborn?

"Thump thump thump thump..." The heartbeat became louder and louder, and all the sounds in the world gradually became smaller, becoming as if they were coming from a very far away place.

Tears flowed down Ye Bihuang's cheeks involuntarily, becoming more and more excessive.

"Bihuang? Bihuang? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me..." Ye Bihuang's mind was buzzing and he wasn't thinking about anything. He was just excited.

A soft voice came from the right side of Ye Bihuang, and the gentle little hand grasped Ye Bihuang's arm tightly. With just such a grasp, Ye Bihuang was directly pulled out of the illusory world.

Ye Bihuang felt that his face was wet. He touched it with his hand and found that the palm of his hand was full of water.

"Bihuang, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Don't scare me...what happened to you?" the little girl yelled in a panic, obviously caring about Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang turned his head. This was the first time since his rebirth that he looked at his deskmate. He looked at his deskmate squarely.

I saw that her eyebrows were as curved as the crescent moon like willow branches in the distant mountains, and her big watery eyes were looking at Ye Bihuang anxiously. She really had moon eyebrows and starry eyes, as if there was another world in her deep and crystal pupils.

, the graceful twin moths look like distant mountains, with their long hair tied into a cute ponytail, looking so youthful and charming!

Qiong Yao's small nose perfectly adorns her delicate dimples, and her thin lips are youthful and charming.

It's really her, it's really her!

Shana!!!

Ye Bihuang's heart beat violently. This, this was the Shana he had longed for! If Xiao Qiuruo was his goddess in high school, then this Shana was his beautiful dream when Ye Bihuang was in junior high school. It was so

Its beauty makes people never want to wake up.

Ye Bihuang looked at Shana blankly and said that he was living in a dream, so he would live in a dream forever. He hoped that this moment would become forever.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, what's wrong with you? Don't be in a daze. Don't scare me."

"Ah? Well, I'm fine." Ye Bihuang hurriedly wiped the tears on his face, and then covered it up: "I just suddenly remembered something, and now I have figured it out."

"Oh, that's right." Shana glanced at Ye Bihuang suspiciously, and then said: "Listen carefully to the lecture and stop thinking about it. Your appearance just now scared me."

"Really? I will listen to the class carefully." Ye Bihuang said with a smile.

Ye Bihuang reached out and touched the books on the desk. The touch and feeling were absolutely real! He suppressed the excitement deep in his heart and lay on the desk like a normal person, pretending to sleep.

"Bihuang, why are you lying down again..." Shana said coquettishly.

"Xia Na, what day is today? I forgot, please tell me."

"Well, you don't have a fever, do you? Today is March 2nd."

"The second day of the lunar month, the second day of March, I know, this year is five years after 1994, that is, in 1999, I just finished the college entrance examination." Ye Bihuang muttered secretly in his heart, he smiled at Shana, and then

He said: "I'm feeling dizzy. Maybe I'll be fine if I take a nap. Don't tell the teacher."

"Oh, okay." Shana nodded obediently. Seeing Ye Bihuang lying motionless on the table, she was very worried about Ye Bihuang. His behavior in this class was too abnormal, completely different from his previous careless appearance.

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