"Leilei, get up quickly! Don't be late for your first day of high school today!" A woman's voice that I am very familiar with came to my ears.
"Mom, I'm falling apart all over, just let me sleep a little longer!" I said habitually, covering my head with the quilt.
No! I jumped out of bed. Didn't I buy a house in Yanjing City, where the company is located, to live in? Why is my mother here?
I opened my eyes and looked around. The shabby single bed, the old red lacquer desk, the scattered bookshelves, everything was familiar yet strange.
My mother looked so young before my eyes. All of this showed that my brother, the King of Hell, did not lie to me, and I was reborn.
Of course, another possibility is that I had a dream, a very long dream. In the dream, I was in my thirties, became the president of M Software China, and attended the wedding of my dream lover.
Then she fell in love at her wedding, and then met the King of Hell...
When I thought of this, I subconsciously touched my chest. The "mobile phone" that Brother Yama gave me was still there. It seemed that I was really reborn.
I was so happy that I jumped up from the bed and hugged my dear mother.
My mother patted my head and said with a smile: "Today you are a high school student and a big boy. Are you still acting like a baby in front of your mother?"
I shook my head, and the person in front of me was my thirty-year-old mother in my previous life who would hug me every time we met. She also said, "In my mother's eyes, you will always be a child."
I quickly put on my clothes and said to my mother who was packing my schoolbag for me: "Mom, is today my first day of high school?"
"Of course!" My mother looked at me doubtfully.
"Ah!" Unable to suppress the impulse in my heart, I couldn't help but scream. I was really reborn, and I actually returned to the me who was about to enter high school in 1994.
The reason why I was so happy was because I knew that I would never miss Zhao Yanyan again in this life. I opened the window, took a deep breath of fresh air, and shouted out the window: "Beauties, here I come!"
I turned around and realized that my mother was still standing in the room, looking at me in shock with her mouth wide open.
"Hehe!" I laughed dryly, and I could understand my mother's expression. If you see your child shouting "beautiful" when he first entered high school, you probably feel the same way.
My mother touched my forehead: "Leilei, you don't have a fever!"
I smiled and shook my head, walked out of the room and went to the bathroom, looking at my childish self with wild hair in the mirror. Was I so sloppy in my previous life at this time? Damn, what kind of image is this? No wonder I’m not
Girls like me, which is completely different from the handsome and graceful me in college. I decided that the first thing after my rebirth was to improve my image.
After a simple wash, I went to the kitchen. My mother was making breakfast, and my father was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper. At this time, my father had no wrinkles on his face, and his hair was black. He was in his thirties and under forty, which is a career.
The age of hard work and high spirits.
In my memory, the state-owned factory where my father worked had not yet closed down at this time. As the youngest technical engineer in their factory, my father still had a bright future. However, everything is unpredictable. Without previous experience, no one would have expected the person who worked in my father’s factory.
The usually amiable uncle of the factory director would take away all the funds in the factory and the wages of the workers and run away after a year. Later, he was caught and brought back, but all the funds were transferred abroad, leaving only one man who was burdened with hundreds of millions of foreign debts.
It was an empty shell factory, and within a month the factory building was compulsorily expropriated by the bank.
My father, who was laid off, lamented and sighed all day long, and his hair turned a lot gray. He could barely support the family by riding a three-wheeler every day. This situation lasted until I worked for MSoft after graduating from college, and the family's financial problems were completely resolved.
was resolved.
But my father's health was worn down and he died within a few years.
Now that I am reborn, I naturally want to avoid this kind of thing from happening. At least with my current ability, there is no problem in supporting a family.
"Dad, I miss you so much!" After my rebirth, I met the father I thought I would never see in my previous life. I could no longer suppress my feelings and threw myself into his arms.
My father put down the newspaper in his hand and stroked my back strangely: "What's wrong with this kid today?"
I didn't want them to suspect anything, so I explained: "Dad, I had a bad dream last night. I dreamed that Director Zhang of your factory had defrauded all the money." No matter what, I still gave it to him in advance.
Got a dose of vaccination.
"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Zhang is not that kind of person!" My father put me down angrily and said.
I knew that this dream I made up would not have any prophetic effect. It seemed that I could only take it one step at a time. Maybe I would already have my own career by then.
After dinner, my parents accompanied me to school to report. Originally I wanted to go alone, but my parents refused. But it’s no wonder that since I was a child, I have never been to a place farther than one kilometer away from my home. My elementary school
The street behind my house is less than 500 meters away. The junior high school is also near the elementary school. And the high school No. 4 Middle School I am going to register for is more than ten stops away from my home, but since it is the first day of registration,
, no parent will be worried, not to mention that there are many parents who send their children to college nowadays.
The entrance of No. 4 Middle School was bustling with people, packed with students and parents who came to register like us. No. 4 Middle School is a key high school in Songjiang City. My father spent a lot of money on me to go to this school. I was a typical junior high school student.
I was a poor student, and the junior high school I attended was also notoriously poor. If it hadn’t been for my introversion and cowardice at that time, I would probably have lost control and fallen. Only students who have attended that junior high school know that the school has
It's so bad. Most of the juvenile delinquents in Songjiang City come from robbery, murder and gambling. It's crazy that this kind of school can cultivate talents. When I took the city's high school entrance examination, I deservedly got a bad score, so I had to be
High-priced students attend No. 4 Middle School.
I looked at the row of good cars parked on the street and couldn't help but sigh, there are still many rich people in this era! Based on my experience in my previous life, I know that there are not a few cars with more than one million yuan here. My eyes stayed on one
On the Audi 100, what caught my attention was not the car model, but the license plate. At this time in my previous life, I didn’t know the meaning of the license plate number.
Cars starting with "0" are all government agencies' cars, and this license plate is very small. You don't have to think about it. It must be the car of a big leader. It seems that our school is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
Everything was the same as what I had experienced in my previous life. I was assigned to Class 1 and Class 2 of Senior High School. This was a key class and was the result of my father asking someone to give me a gift.
I quickly found the teacher in charge of receiving me in Class 1 and Class 2 of Senior High School, a cute little girl who had just graduated from normal school, who would be my future class teacher Ye Xiaoxiao. Of course, this was based on my mental age of more than 30 years in my previous life.
In my previous life, my parents were very confused. The teacher of the good class I spent a lot of money on turned out to be a female student who had just graduated from a normal school.
Later, I gradually learned that my teacher Ye has a very important background. It is said that her father is a big shot in the Education Bureau. Except for her, the head teacher who teaches English, all the teachers in other subjects in our class are special-grade.
Teacher. The school arranged this way so that Ye Xiaoxiao could become a famous teacher in one fell swoop after passing the college entrance examination three years later. In fact, Ye Xiaoxiao did become a famous teacher after we graduated. There are ninety-two people in our class, except for a few loan students.
, all of them were admitted to university.
In my previous life, I didn't have a good impression of my beautiful class teacher, and I believe she did the same to me. Who made me always drag the class back in the past two years?
"What's your name?" Ye Xiaoxiao asked me.
"Teacher Ye, my name is Liu Lei." I replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner. I didn't feel as nervous as other students did when meeting their teacher.
Ye Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at me in surprise: "How do you know my surname is Ye?"
I didn't say anything and pointed to Ye Xiaoxiao's badge with a smile.
Ye Xiaoxiao took out a form and asked me to fill it out. I looked at it, and it was nothing more than resume information such as height, ethnicity, which elementary school and middle school I graduated from. Ye Xiaoxiao looked at me with a surprised expression as I quickly filled out the form. You know,
Other students were afraid that they would fill in the form incorrectly, so they basically just added a line and asked a question.
Ye Xiaoxiao took the resume form I filled out and couldn't help but frown when her eyes rested on the junior high school I attended and the high school entrance examination results. This was actually what I expected. The junior high school I attended was recognized as a garbage school in the city.
, and I passed the city's high school entrance examination, but failed in both subjects. I guess the good impression the beautiful teacher had on me soon disappeared.
But this is the best. I don’t want to be chosen by her to be a class leader. Based on my experience in my previous life, class leaders in middle schools are thankless roles. (To be continued)