my return to life

"囧~ I didn't expect you to be born in the 90s!"

Fang Nian: "..."

Internet words like '囧' just started to spread, Fang Nian looks a little nostalgic.

But in 90, when the post-2008s just came of age, the post-90s are a rather peculiar class in the eyes of many people.

The term 'non-mainstream' is often used on the post-90s generation.

"There is no problem with the materials. You can print two signed copies and mail them to the address: Shencheng..."

"Ok."

"I see that you just updated three chapters at once. Is it because you are making up lessons, so you don't have time to update?"

Seeing this message, Fang Nian was moved, and replied: "Yes, I have some manuscripts, but I can't update them every day."

Donggua: "How about this, you give me the saved manuscript, and I will help you update it every day."

Without much hesitation, Fang Nian sent the remaining [-] manuscripts to Donggua via email.

When Donggua asked about it, he had expected it.

The writer's zone is not regularly updated, and other people cannot operate it, but there are exceptions, and editors must be able to operate it.

It was a surprise to achieve such a result.

Only [-] words of the sci-fi future were uploaded, and Fang Nian chose to delete the chapter after hesitating for a moment.

The manuscript was left in the Qzone log.

After finishing these things, Fang Nian greeted Li Annan, asked him to help bring some fried rice noodles, and left the Internet cafe.

When Fang Nian left the Internet cafe street and turned to the main street, the singing from the shop's stereo made him feel the breath of the times.

A sentence from the left just came: "You are so damn gentle~ It makes my heart ache and tears flow~"

Immediately follow up on the right side: "There is a kind of love called letting go~Giving up for love lasts forever~"

Immediately before the sentence: "Lonely only love why you have to be so bad~"

There is a hoarse voice on the front of the top: "I will love you even if you die~"

Some of them are hot songs that became popular all over the country immediately after they were released, and some of them have been popular for several years.

I spent most of my time in school before, either coding or studying, and there was very little communication between my classmates. At most, I felt that this was inconvenient, and that was inconvenient.

I really don't have a deep experience of this era.

Now is the time to experience what it should be like in 08.

"Buy tapes?"

When Fang Nian walked into an audio store, the owner smiled and introduced, "We just got a new tape here."

"Can you print it here? How much is it?" Fang Nian asked.

The shopkeeper replied: "A piece of paper is 1 yuan."

Fang Nian still had 59 yuan left in his pocket. After hearing the fee, he felt relieved.

Although prices are low now, in a small place like Tangli, printing is a very rare and new thing, and rarity often means expensive.

"I didn't bring a USB flash drive, the data is in the mailbox, can I borrow a computer?"

Soon, the signing documents were printed.

In duplicate, 36 pages in total, 36 yuan, leaving 23 yuan, enough for postage.

After borrowing a pen from the shopkeeper to sign the name where it needs to be signed, I walked towards the post office and saw that the post office was closed from a distance.

Fang Nian turned around and went back to school.

Chapter 9 Lao Zhu, do you want to talk about rice noodles?

When the school gate was in sight, Fang Nian saw Li Annan who was walking quickly in front of him, he greeted him, and took two quick steps to catch up.

After entering the school, Li Annan took a look at Fang Nian.

"What are you doing sneakily, you don't even play Demon Realm anymore!"

Fang Nian avoided the main topic, and said, "I'm tired of playing with Demon Realm."

"It doesn't have the fragrance of learning."

"So ruthless!" Li Annan's face was full of shock, "Convince!"

Li Annan felt a great shock.

"If I told Wang Cheng and the others that you stopped playing Demon Realm, they would definitely think I was talking nonsense. You are Fang Nian, Prince of Eighth Middle School Demon Realm!"

In Fang Nian's memory, most of his sophomore and senior year in his previous life were spent in all-night magic fields, novels, and sleeping in class.

Indeed, he had played very well.

But regarding the gameplay of the game, he no longer has any memory.

Some proper nouns that Li Annan and the others occasionally mentioned, such as 'wind bead' and 'flying slash', can only be judged to be skill names.

Fang Nian smiled and said solemnly: "The picture quality hurts the eyes."

He has seen Li Annan play, it is a unique style of crazy and cool painting, the picture quality is a bit bad, and he is not interested.

Even in his previous life, Fang Nian stopped playing games at all around shortly after graduating from high school.

After that, even if the mobile game became popular later, he rarely touched the game, at most he fought against the landlord and received the subsistence allowance.

And for Fang Nian, the sophistication of this game is a bit unsatisfactory.

Because the country will issue mobile 3G licenses early next year.

Immediately following the advent of the 4G era, the next ten years will be the decade with the fastest development and change in China.

After rebirth, everything feels like returning to decades ago, especially in a remote town like Tangli, where the gap with later generations is even more obvious.

Even those games that have optimized countless user interaction experiences and even formed an industrial chain in later generations did not let Fang Nian fall into the pit.

How can it be possible to enter a game in the past tense now.

Li Annan just let out a long sigh and didn't speak. He didn't know what he was sighing.

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Back in the classroom, I took a breath, went to the water dispenser next to the front door to get water, and the jingling bell rang for class.

After about 1 minutes.

"Shut up~"

"Whoo~"

"Ha~"

Suofen's voice sounded rhythmically.

Fang Nian is one of them.

Fang Nian, who lowered his head and focused his attention on Suofen, didn't notice that the whole classroom suddenly fell silent.

"Short~" After taking a big bite, Fang Nian saw a shadow appearing in the aisle next to his seat out of the corner of his eye.

Subconsciously raised his head, and bumped into a pair of calm eyes.

Fang Nian quickly and without hesitation bit off the vermicelli, chewing like a hamster.

Quickly got up, held a disposable fast food box in his hand, raised half of it, and asked: "Old Zhu, would you like a bite, the taste is still good."

Zhu Jianbin: "..."

For a second, Zhu Jianbin had the same question in his mind: Who am I?

He glared at Fang Nian with dissatisfaction, coughed twice, and said expressionlessly, "Come to my office."

"Come back after eating."

Seemingly knowing what Fang Nian wanted to say, he lowered his voice and added something, then turned his head and left.

There is no word for takeaway at this time, and the school explicitly prohibits bringing in food outside the school, but it is difficult to prohibit this kind of thing.

Unless the cafeteria does not cook big pot meals.

Because most people hated the same meals in the cafeteria when they were students.

After graduating and being beaten by the society, I will miss the era when I could eat all I could for two yuan in the school cafeteria.

Fang Nian once missed the high school cafeteria more than once, it's like eating without money...

Three times, five times and two times solved the fried noodles, wiped his mouth casually, and Fang Nian walked quickly to Zhu Jianbin's office.

Just next door is the math group office.

Apart from Zhu Jianbin, there are no other teachers in the office.

Generally, during evening self-study, teachers who are not class teachers seldom come to the teaching building.

"sit."

Seeing Fang Nian walking in, Zhu Jianbin took a look and then looked away.

"I can just stand." Fang Nian said quickly.

Zhu Jianbin didn't care either: "I read your test paper carefully, especially the answering method, which uses the basic knowledge of the first and second stages of high school."

"It's all the result of review?"

Fang Nian nodded: "I just reviewed compulsory 4."

"So what did you learn?"

"Emmm..." Fang Nian didn't have the nerve to say that shameless thing.

But how could Zhu Jianbin fail to understand.

"I'm very pleased to be able to figure it out for myself. You are talented in mathematics, and this test is a proof. You can score 115 in the test after only completing the required courses for the second year of high school."

Zhu Jianbin said earnestly.

"Although the math questions in the basic exam this time may not be as difficult as the college entrance examination, it is a huge improvement. Let's not talk about the distance, let's just say that in the final exam last month, you got 65 points in the math test. How did you get it? There are many!"

"Since you have thought about it, don't waste your talent."

Fang Nian nodded quickly, and said seriously: "Yes, the teacher is right, I will work hard!"

Zhu Jianbin nodded in satisfaction: "These are two questions I gave you, and I will give you 15 minutes to solve them."

With that said, Zhu Jianbin handed Fang Nian a piece of draft paper.

Above are two answers to the questions written by hand with a pen.

Fang Nian took the draft paper as he said, and just stood there looking at the questions.

It can be seen that the topic was handwritten by Zhu Jianbin, and it is very targeted, almost all of which are Fang Nian's weak points.

It was also limited to 15 minutes, which really gave Fang Nian a sense of urgency.

After all, it was Zhu Jianbin's good intentions, and Fang Nian took it seriously.

Fang Nian made a note of the time, and when the two questions were answered, 21 minutes had passed.

When returning the draft paper full of calculation formulas to Zhu Jianbin, Fang Nian commented on himself: "I still need to work hard to review."

As soon as he looked up and saw Zhu Jianbin touching his nose and breathing, Fang Nian suddenly came to his senses, and said solemnly: "Old Zhu, don't hold back, smoking one is fine."

Zhu Jianbin: "..."

"Why didn't I realize that you're still a good watcher?"

"Did you smoke less in private?"

In township-level middle schools like Tangli No. [-] Middle School, smoking, fighting, and playing truant are common, but the situation is fine.

The material that is often mentioned in later generations, campus bullying is extremely rare.