Rebirth of the Almighty Internet Celebrity

Chapter 1 Mysterious Mail
"His!"

Crying out the pain unconsciously, Liang Teng suddenly woke up.

The back of the vest was wet with sweat, and his mind was in a mess, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, and he was a little confused about what the situation was.

Liang Teng frowned, trying to recall for a moment.Only then did he vaguely remember that last night he had a drinking fight with his group of cronies and drank until he passed out.

When I woke up, I was lying on the bed.It is estimated that a friend sent him home.

However, Liang Teng stretched out his hand and pressed the hard bed under him, feeling a little strange: How did the soft mattress in his home become like this?Didn't friends send him home drunk?
Then where is he?

Looking around, I saw four old walls that were somewhat yellowed.

There are only a few old furnishings in the house, an old wooden bed that is not even 1.5 meters wide.No matter how you look at it, it looks like a rental house.And it's kind of cheap.

Friends know their home address.But his home was too far away from the food stall where he had dinner last night, and his friend who wanted to save trouble probably opened a rental room for him nearby.

The rental house is so dilapidated that it resembles the style of Hiroshi, the stingiest among my friends.Only Ah Kuan has the cheek to open such a cheap house in order to save some money.

There is a bowl on the table, which contains a big steamed bun.

Liang Teng felt a little uncomfortable with hunger, but he didn't mind it, so he grabbed the steamed bun and gnawed it.

Randomly stuffing half of a steamed bun, at this time his cell phone rang.

Looking down, it was the phone number marked "XX Express".

I have no online shopping records recently. Who sent him the email?

what!
No no no!

The biggest confusion is not this, but that I changed to the latest APPLE mobile phone last month, how did I suddenly become an old Nokia?
Now it is difficult to buy new Nokia mobile phones on the market. After all, it has been out of production for six or seven years.It can still be found on the second-hand market.

However, flip-type antique mobile phones like the one in my hand were popular in the 2000s, but they were gradually phased out after [-].It is estimated that the second-hand market is also scarce.

No one will buy a mobile phone, and the second-hand market is too lazy to buy it.

This is obviously not my phone.Isn't the courier's phone call to him?
Liang Teng's expression turned ugly: Who took advantage of his hangover to change the bag of his expensive mobile phone?
He pressed the answer button hard.

He wants to hear, who is the recipient of the courier?
Can you try to find out the real owner of this phone?

"Hello, Mr. Liang Teng, I am XX Express. Here is one of your mails. Is there anyone in your family who signs for the mail?"

Liang Teng was surprised: it was really a courier sent to him.

The courier should have dialed his mobile phone number.

After thinking about it, Liang Teng found a reasonable explanation: the thief who switched his mobile phone must have taken out his SIM card from the Apple mobile phone and reinstalled it in the old mobile phone.

While talking with the courier, Liang Teng stood up and went to open the door.

A sharp "squeak" startled him.The rental house was installed with a painted wooden door.

"Gah~~"

A black tram with a huge mailbox on the seat jumped up and stopped in front of him.

The courier blocking the door looked at Liang Teng, raised his mobile phone with his number displayed in his hand, and cut off the call decisively.

Picking up the mail from the pedal, he asked, "Is this Mr. Liang Teng? Here is your express mail, please sign for it."

Liang Teng clearly remembered that he had no record of online shopping in the past three months.

The last record of relatives and friends sending him mail was three years ago.

The courier handed over a palm-sized box.

With sharp eyes, Liang Teng saw that the sending address was in the distant H state, and the sender's surname was "Zhou", a completely unfamiliar name.

"Could it be the wrong mail?" Liang Teng murmured in his heart.

But the recipient was clearly his "Liang Teng" name.

The mobile phone number filled in is also correct-nonsense!If it is wrong, it will be impossible to get through his mobile phone.

Bewilderedly signed for the mail.

The courier jumped into the car, dialed the phone of the next recipient, and walked away.

Holding the mail box in a strange mood, Liang Teng stood at the door for a while.

This inexplicable email made Liang Teng feel a strong sense of familiarity.

When he was studying in college, he once received such an email from a stranger surnamed Zhou.

That was already around 2000.Ten or twenty years have passed since now.

Liang Teng had no memory of the sender's name, Zhou.

At that time, he was in a hurry to leave the house, so he left the mail in the rental house.

But that night when I finished my work and went back to the rental house, I couldn't find the email anymore.

During the whole university period, Liang Teng rented a house by himself in order to start a business, and he had already changed the door lock of the rented house.The key to the new lock is in his hands only.

The door lock of the rental house was intact, and nothing was missing inside, only the mail from the stranger was missing.It's not like being patronized by thieves.

Puzzled.Liang Teng has always been impressed by this strange incident.

It's been nearly 20 years, and now his memory is awakened when he receives an email from a stranger.

After recalling it, the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

For example, the antique Nokia is more and more like the mobile phone I used for four years in college;

The rental house behind me is more and more like the rental house I lived in during my college start-up;
Even the courier boy looks familiar, it seems that he is the one who was in charge of delivery in the area outside the west gate of the university by "XX Express" more than ten years ago...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what happened in front of him was very similar to the scene he experienced when he was a student.

No, not only similar, but exactly the same, exactly the same.

"Ah, have I been reborn?"

Such a thought could not be suppressed from popping up in my mind.

It's not his fault.

As a member of the Internet enthusiasts, when encountering such strange things, I can't find a reasonable explanation after much deliberation, and I will think of "rebirth" and "time travel".Almost equal to conditioned reflex, instinctive reaction.

Liang Teng thought of a very direct verification method.

He quickly lowered his head and carefully studied the postmark on the mail.

2006 11 Month 16 Day.

The ironclad evidence was like a mountain, and it was placed in front of Liang Teng.

He couldn't help but believe it.

(End of this chapter)