My Return to Life

It's a pleasure to tease Zhu Jianbin without being a substitute.

Fang Nian felt that his youth had returned to him again.

In the past five days, Fang Nian felt as if he was thirty years old.

When he returned to the classroom, Fang Nian was still thinking about it.

"That's right. Lectures and speeches are the skills that a master learns to practice, and they shouldn't have anything to do with me."

The day went by pretty quickly.

Except that a few people in the class asked Fang Nian more and more messy questions.

On the way back from school in the afternoon, Fang Nian happened to run into Lin Yucong.

It was different from the past when Lin Yucong waited in advance at the school gate or other places where there was no money.

This time, when leaving the school gate, the guard occasionally routinely checked the pass one by one, which caused the pedestrian passage at the school gate to be crowded, so we ran into it.

Fang Nian greeted Lin Yucong with a smile: "Student Lin, what a coincidence."

Lin Yucong blinked: "..."

She didn't know why Fang Nian was so happy.

Every day I look up and see down, even though I made it up on purpose.

"For the first time in more than two months, it happened by chance."

Fang Nian sighed.

Lin Yucong bit his lip, but still didn't make a sound.

Fang Nian joked as he walked: "The exam is coming up soon, what score do you plan to take this time?"

He always remembered Lin Yucong's "big deed" when he scored 8 in the first monthly math test in his first year of high school.

This was a 'miracle' that even Lin Yucong himself never surpassed.

The teaching environment and teaching quality of Tangli No. 8 Middle School are not good, but everyone will still cope with it during the exam.

It doesn't matter whether it is copying or something else, so this rarely happens.

Lin Yucong saw through Fang Nian's thoughts at a glance, and rolled his eyes: "You don't care about me!"

"8 points is not what I am happy to say, as if I am good enough to control the score."

Fang Nian said with a serious face: "Why do I think you can do it? For example, if you want to take an exam with an 8, you can get an 8, but like me, you can't. No matter what, you will always exceed an 8."

Lin Yucong ignored Fang Nian's seriousness: "You should be the first in your grade this time, right?"

"Yeah." Fang Nian nodded calmly, "If there is no accident, it will be like this."

On the surface, his self-confidence and pride are completely invisible.

With a quiet look, there is a convincing sense of taking it for granted.

"Can there be any surprises?"

Lin Yucong pursed his lips and cheered himself up.

"I will definitely score 350 this time!"

Fang Nian made a gesture: "Come on, I believe in you."

Lin Yucong's Class 180 is a liberal arts class.

Theoretically speaking, it is easier to take the 985 college entrance examination than science, such as Peking University and Tsinghua University, and the score line of arts and sciences will fluctuate by a few points.

It will not fluctuate greatly in literature and science like the heavy-duty main line.

Then Lin Yucong whispered again: "If the college entrance examination is a year later, there are additional choices, such as learning music, art, calligraphy or something."

Art and sports specialty students also have special registration channels in the No. 8 Middle School.

However, most of the corresponding skills training is not in the No. 8 Middle School, but in the provincial capital.

The Provincial Liaison Examination for Specialized Students will be held in December this year, and within a month's time, they will not be able to pass so many professional skill examinations, so it is useless to think about it.

Moreover, the corresponding procedures of this year's No. 8 Middle School are not very standardized.

Unlike the current second year of high school, there is a special class for special students.

Fang Nian sighed in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you really want to go to a good university, work hard, it's not too late."

"En!" Lin Yucong nodded heavily...

...Fang Nian returned to the staff quarters and went directly to 501.

This Saturday, Guan Qiuhe doesn't go to work, so he will prepare dinner later than on weekdays.

This time is no exception,

It just so happened that Fang Nian could still help out.

During the meal, Fang Nian asked something serious.

"Sister He, what happened to the matter I asked you to inquire about last week?"

Guan Qiuhe shook her head and said apologetically, "No news for now."

"The real estate industry is sluggish, and related industries are also sluggish, so it's hard to find."

Fang Nian nodded to express his understanding and was mentally prepared.

"I tried that too, but it didn't work."

In the past few days, Fang Nian has tried online shopping sites such as Taobao and Ali, but nothing has been achieved.

If he didn't want his family to live more comfortably in all aspects, Fang Nian wouldn't be so entangled.

Building a house in the countryside is sometimes quite simple.

Guan Qiuhe said: "There is no need to be so anxious. All aspects of the work should be prepared properly. It is estimated that we will not be able to start work this year."

Fang Nian hummed.

The actual efficiency of building a house is not slow. It takes about 15 days to build a floor. If you are really in a hurry, you can live in it after the 2008 lunar year.

But the preparations in all aspects are not so simple.

Especially for Fang Zhengguo and Lin Feng.

The process of granting land, leveling the ground, asking a geologist to look at the terrain, finding the construction team at the door of the house, picking an auspicious day to start construction, etc., will all take a long time due to various factors.

Fang Nian does not intend to interfere with too many things.

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All courses are full of review before the exam.

Fang Nian is also taking the time to sprint for comprehensive reasoning.

Especially creatures, but in the end they didn't bother He Li in private.

Most of the biology knowledge in high school needs to be memorized and memorized, and Fang Nian happens to have a better memory.

"Fang Nian, how to do this question, I did it again, and the answer didn't match."

While busy memorizing the creatures, Liu Yang suddenly asked for advice.

Fang Nian's thoughts were disrupted, but he still answered the question.

Liu Yang was always the one who asked him questions on a regular basis, and then Li Annan was added, and the others after that were all on the spur of the moment.

In the past few days, Li Annan's mood continued to be low, he didn't talk much, and rarely asked Fang Nian questions.

Fang Nian didn't know if something happened later.

It can't be seen on the surface, and he doesn't like to inquire about this kind of gossip.

Anyway, Li Fenlin was completely the same as usual, and even occasionally heard about the criticism in the report, she was calm.

Still the same as before, mingle with boys.

In order to let Li Annan calm down, only Li Fenlin forgot to apologize to him, and there are too many things on his mind, Fang Nian temporarily ignored Li Annan...

... The closer the exam is, the closer it is.

More and more people asked Fang Nian's messy questions.

"Fang Nian, how many points do you think you can score this time?"

This is the suspicion of monitor Li Xue.

"Fang Nian, congratulations on your first place in advance. I know I can't keep up with you, especially in key subjects."

This is Zhu Pengfei's congratulations.

There was not much sourness in the tone.

Although Zhu Pengfei was unwilling, after last week's substitute class, he further understood the gap between the two.

This is not bad, some people who want to hold Buddha's feet don't care about this at all, and Fang Nian often has a headache...

... and it was Monday afternoon in a flash.

Section 8's bio is missing.

The whole third grade was moving tables, pushing chairs, and setting up the examination room.

After tidying up, the school bell rang just in time.

When I got out of the teaching building, the sky was a bit dull, giving people a feeling that heavy rain was about to come, Fang Nian hurriedly hurried back——

He didn't bring an umbrella.

However, the sky failed to meet people's wishes. The sky, which was still bright last second, turned dark after a "rumbling" thunder.

Then came the pouring rain, which did not give humans time to react.

It's like the sky is opening and pouring water like crazy.

Fang Nian, who had just left school, had not had time to deal with it, and his whole body became a drowned chicken.

"!!!"

Pedestrians in the rain became hasty and hurried, and no one cared about anyone else.

Fang Nian didn't hesitate much, he was already a drowned rat, so he gritted his teeth and ran to the staff quarters.

The rain is getting heavier.

Fang Nian also ran faster and faster.

Within two minutes, Fang Nian rushed into the staff quarters, and then plunged into the corridor of Unit 3.

He took out his mobile phone that was dripping light rain from his trouser pocket, and went up to the fifth floor in three steps.

He muttered on his mouth: "It's been a bad day for the past few days, and it's okay if it doesn't go well, even if it rains, I have to be so anxious!"

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Broken bowl.

PS: Originally, it would be better to publish five chapters of this plot together, but the later chapters are not written smoothly, so I will talk about it tomorrow, and I am still used to this, sorry.