[Lujiang University Centennial Celebration will be broadcast live nationwide]

[Huaxia chip was blocked by technology]

[Lujiang Film Academy school belle kicks someone drunk]

【…】

Chen Donglai sat on the hospital bed, his eyes slowly moved away from the TV in the ward, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

He actually went back to his college days!

And this world seems to be somewhat different from the earth in his previous life.

Without Tang Poetry and Song Ci, without Lu Xun and Mo Yan, even singers and movie stars have become a strange group of people.

He even wondered if he had traveled to another world.

However, after a short period of deep thinking, Chen Donglai found that apart from a part of the culture of later generations, this world seems to be not much different from the original.

For example, his life trajectory, and the upcoming school celebration, even the major events reported in the news are almost the same as those in the memory of the previous life.

[Dear host, welcome to the perfect life system, this system will do its best to help you achieve a perfect life, you can operate the system through consciousness! 】

A mechanical sound suddenly rang in my ears.

Chen Donglai came to his senses, and a transparent subtitle appeared in front of his eyes.

【Host: Chen Donglai】

[Task: Open after opening the gift package for newcomers]

[Item: Newcomer gift pack x1]

system?

I am reborn and I still need a system?
look down on me?

Chen Donglai smiled dismissively, preparing to recall some useful things...

After a while, a young man in his thirties sighed, everything can't escape the law of true fragrance.

"The gift pack for newcomers is open!"

"Obtain the song "Life in Bloom""

The information of the song flooded his mind.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly by the bedside.

Chen Dong looked at the phone screen, remembering what happened during the day.

Confession, suicide... inexplicably a little painful.

"Hey!"

Pick up the phone casually.

"have you eaten?"

A thick middle-aged man's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

Chen Donglai was stunned for a moment. In his memory, there were only a few people who would call this kind of phone call where he greeted people without even addressing them by name.

And so far in his life, it seems that only his father is in his middle age.

In his previous life, his relationship with Lao Chen was not harmonious, perhaps because of the patriarchal family, or because of the generation gap caused by Lao Chen's elementary school culture, which made it difficult for the two of them to treat their father-son relationship as brothers as they had imagined.

The phone fell silent for a few breaths.

"I've remitted the money to your card, so save yourself some money."

Old Chen spoke again, his voice was calm and there was a hint of fatigue, but under the cover of the deliberately enlarged volume, it was hard to detect.

While Chen Donglai was listening to the phone, many images from deep in his memory flashed through his mind, and his nose felt sour for no reason.

The school has just started, and of course the living expenses have already been paid. The money that Lao Chen said was given to him during the summer vacation.

Before going to university in the previous life, he asked Lao Chen for 1 yuan to buy a laptop, but was rejected. For this reason, the relationship between him and Lao Chen became further estranged, and he even came to school for a few months in addition to asking for living expenses. None of the connections.

Then suddenly one day, he received a call from Lao Chen at school, saying that money had been remitted to him. At that time, he didn't care, and took the money to buy a computer.

It was many years later that he learned from his sister that the 1 yuan he asked for was made up of Lao Chen's three-month night overtime work and borrowing from his uncle.

"Dad, no need!"

Chen Donglai suppressed the bitterness in his throat and said.

In this life, although I don’t know how Lao Chen got him 1 yuan a few months in advance, but in my memory, Lao Chen in this world is still a worker in a small county with low income and low education.

Even because his wife, Chen Donglai's mother, was seriously ill many years ago, the family still owed a lot of debts to relatives.

"Aren't you going to buy a computer?" Lao Chen frowned.

"I haven't used it yet. I'm not in such a hurry. I'm going to work part-time at the university. I should be able to buy it when I need it." Chen Donglai was in a complicated mood.

Old Chen's tone on the other end of the phone became serious, "You should focus on your studies. If you are short of money, tell Dad that you don't need to earn money now. When you graduate, you will have money to earn."

Chen Donglai took a deep breath: "Understood, you and Mom should also pay attention to your health, don't be too tired!"

Old Chen on the other end of the phone was taken aback for a moment.

It's not like the rebellious son could say those words!

"Chen Youcai, work has started!"

A rough urging voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's here!"

Old Chen's voice was a little louder, and he said: "Okay, I'll hang up first, you can keep the money, and tell Dad if it's not enough."

The phone hangs up.

You can imagine how busy that old Chen was.

Chen Donglai looked at the screen in a daze.

In the previous life, his parents were workers in a shoe factory in a small town. They had never seen anything big in their life, and their income was very low. The scenery they have seen, the food they are reluctant to eat, and the life they want to live.

The only thing they think about their son is that he can study hard, find a stable job after graduation, get married and have children.

However, Chen Donglai in his previous life let them down. After graduating from university, he drifted north to pursue his dreams. His career was ups and downs. It's full of hair.

Thinking about it carefully, as a son, he never repaid them at all.

Are you going to repeat the same mistakes in this life?

Chen Donglai clenched his palms tightly, looking out the window at Lujiang City in the night with clear eyes, as firm as iron.

In this life, he has to take care of his dreams and family!
"Ding! Novice mission triggered!"

[Task Name: Getting Started with Music]

[Mission content: Have 10000 followers]

[Task Reward: Random Draw X1]

A mechanical sound suddenly sounded.

Chen Donglai was taken aback for a moment, almost forgot that he is a man of concern now.

Random draw?

As soon as he had a puzzled thought, a transparent subtitle appeared in front of his eyes.

"System Lottery Pool"

"1. The song "Those Years""

"2. The script "The Wandering Earth""

"3. Piano piece "Fur Elise""

……

Numerous items appeared in the prize pool.

These things that had a lot of fame in the previous life are not available in this world.

Chen Donglai took a deep breath to calm down his heart.

He had a premonition that Chen Donglai's brilliant life was about to begin.

However, before that, he needs to earn money to pay off the family debts.

Chen Donglai lifted the quilt, got up, and walked out of the ward.

……

Counselor's Office.

Xu Tong looked at the school opening documents that had just been processed on the table, always feeling as if he had missed something.

A certain boy who had a simple and honest smile, but had the guts to confess his love in the class meeting, even patted himself on the shoulder, and even jumped off a building!
Chen Donglai!
Xu Tong quickly turned on the computer and called up the information form for new students.

"Chen Donglai, male, age 20, phone number: 155xxxxxxxx"

For students like Chen's bad behavior, his parents must be notified.

……

A few minutes later, Xu Tong's pretty face was covered with frost, and his eyes seemed to be breathing fire.

Three empty numbers!

That's right, apart from Chen Donglai's parents, even his own number is empty.

Simply lawless!
He must be punished!
Holding back her anger, she called Lujiang Hospital.

The news on the other end of the phone was that Chen Donglai had just been discharged from the hospital.

Xu Tong hung up the phone, worry flashed in his eyes.

He won't commit suicide again, will he?
No, I have to find him immediately!
Holding on to the last bit of hope, Xu Tong opened the 17th grade composition department class group.

An announcement appeared in the group.

"If you see Chen Donglai's classmates, please notify me immediately!"

The whole class is boiling.

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