I opened my eyes suddenly, and I came back. Really back.

Zhang Fan only felt that the heart in his chest was thumping as if he had experienced a violent exercise, and the blood pumped out of his heart quickly flowed to every part of his body.

He struggled to control his heartbeat.

Where is this?

The gaze was finally fixed on the ceiling of the barracks, where an incandescent light tube hung alone under the wall. The old-fashioned Soviet-style red brick old building, this is a military training camp in Zhongguancun.

My memory is blurry a lot. But this is a memory that he will not forget.

1988 year. Admitted to the military training day of Peking University. Self-sustaining family heirloom eight poles. Disdain for the teachings of military training instructors. Trigger conflicts. There was a fight with the instructor.

How could it be so simple to be an instructor in Beijing, the proud son of heaven gathered all over the country.

Zhang Fan practiced Bajiquan well. Fierce and domineering. The fight began, and both sides did not stop. Fight together. Two people fainted, causing harassment. In Zhang Fan's memory, the bloody instructor Li Ye retired because of this.

How could he go back to 1988, when he was drawn earlier? Countless questions came to his mind, and many memories were lost, making Zhang Fan feel painful. The intermittent memories of the Blue Emperor Zhang Fan, Zhu Xian, Douluo Xiangang, Qiankun Bag, Soul Bead, are scattered and have a splitting headache.

Impossible, the blood foam gushing out of the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, and the sharp pain in his brain caused him to spit out blood clots in a big gulp. He vaguely felt that he was once a Blue Emperor who dominated the heavens.

Confusion was only a brief second, and then I couldn't remember it anymore. That memory was like a superload, and the mental consciousness couldn't carry any fragment.

Zhang Fan groaned in pain, subconsciously rubbed his swollen temples, only to feel that his head was about to explode, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was sure that he was very weak now. Leave only minimalist memories.

That's right, soul balls. It's extremely important, but it's not very clear what it is, and there are too many broken memories. Besides. Nothing more.

Zhang Fan didn't know that the memory that he could tolerate with his mortal body was extremely limited. If you really bring back all the memories. This head has already exploded.

The Five Elements Divine Thoughts, which once ran rampant in the heavens, degenerated to the most primitive spiritual powers.

Breathe slowly and dissipate the fragments of memory.

Zhang Fan rubbed his eyes and looked at his palms again, even and full, and then looked at his figure. The strength of a young man.

The memories of 2020 gradually emerged, and Zhang Fan was stunned. I kind of don't know what's going on with me.

What's going on?

Zhu Xian, Douluo Xiangang, Qiankun Bag, Soul Bead, and what is it?

Movie, novel, or game?

Am I reborn from the cinema in 2020?

Zhang Fan was shocked, what happened.

Snorted and sat up, Zhang Fan looked around and found that he was wearing a liberated white underwear, 1988, ah sure there was nothing wrong.

What about future memories in 2020?

Breathe in the smell of blood that comes out of your mouth. Zhang Fan got up with his weak body and washed up.

Barracks dormitory for sixteen people. Military training proceeded as usual. The instructor has already changed to another one. College students in this era, especially Peking University students, deserve special attention.

Zhang Fan didn't close his eyes and slowly absorb and organize the memories in his mind. At this rate, I don't know how much time it will take to digest these scattered memories.

Qiankun bags and spiritual forces are intertwined and fused, mountains, earth, and water. and a lot of weird but familiar things. There are also soul beads. Zhang Fan's heart was shocked indescribably. What's the use of these things? Countless doubts are surging in the bottom of my heart.

Time passes slowly. Until the dormitory mates came back from military training.

When Zhang Fan woke up, they were all gathered together in surprise. In this era, the simplicity of thoughts and feelings is outrageous. Zhang Fan smiled and greeted each student.

I got up, got dressed, and walked out of the dormitory. Out of the military training camp.

Prices are liberalized, commodity prices are rising, wages are rising, and inflation is severe. The country has implemented a tight monetary policy in order to curb inflation. However, the harm of inflation has already been revealed, and the first session of the Seventh National People's Congress was held, laying the foundation for China's unwavering policy thinking on the direction of reform. Changing with each passing day, new things are constantly emerging. Under the blowing of the new wind of reform, it has brought a new opportunity to the ancient city of Beijing. Policies to encourage the private economy, especially the individual economy.

Zhang Fan blinked at the noise around Beijing, carefully looking at everything around him, he was in the midst of a crowded crowd, specifically, the crowd of students leaving class.

There are constantly men and women with school bags or carts, staggering past them, and there are more students in front of them, and they are in a passage from school, and people are constantly pushing and shoving by.

A strange joy rose in Zhang Fan's heart. It was an era that needed him to fill in the blanks. More than 20 years of future memory, direction of development. The position of the richest man is needless to say,

Since 1978, China has made drastic efforts to promote "reform and opening up" in order to develop its economy, and China's economy has taken off. During this period, as the trend of reform and opening up swept across the country at that time, some bold and careful people seized the opportunity to join the business world and quickly rose to become a group of people who "got rich first". Speaking of which, this era can be called an era of "gold everywhere". 88 years now, everywhere shows the style of the results of reform.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan frowned, in his future memory, he was a small citizen living at the bottom. 88 is still a relatively dangerous point in time. Best at programming. Not to mention that the Internet is not popular. There are a few families with computers. Make a fortune in business. There is nothing to do, channels, experience, scale, production capacity, marketing ability, he is not Xiaomi Lei Jun. It's not like it's one of them. Zhang Fan sighed. One of the most controversial figures in China's reform and opening up, during which Mou was imprisoned three times for a total of 23 years after exchanging 500 cans of traincars for four Tu-154 airliners, he was not freed until he was 76 years old. The first generation of pioneers of China's private enterprises, famous business tycoons such as Feng Lun and Pan Shiyi were once his subordinates. If Zhang Fan is not mistaken. It will be two years before the big guy is released from prison. Zhang Fan was most impressed by the fact that this big man hoarded 264 houses in Beijing.

Zhang Fan's thoughts flickered. For a long time, the national situation was in the disorder of market competition, the protection of intellectual property rights was equal to zero, and the super powerful copycat force. If it weren't for high-tech technology, the ideas ahead of the times would be useless in this situation...... Ten days and half a month, all the ideas will rot on the street. In this era, if you really come up with high-tech technology, you say that the state will investigate you.

Putting all that aside, survival is a matter. The pocket is cleaner than the face. Who was admitted to a university and actually came to Beijing by train. Zhang Fan is.

… Yellow sunlight shone down from the side, spreading over the ground, and there were many grocery stores and kiosks on the side of the road, and you could see that business was good. Next to it is a steaming fried potato stand. Hot dry noodles, pancakes, fruits, and various folk snack stalls occupy a mile-long road.

Zhang Fan was hungry, and his stomach screamed in protest. Staring at a mixed sauce noodle stall, drooling.

After school, the students went home in groups, and the wealthy children who had some change could still enjoy it, and most of them chose to eat a meal and then go home.

Su Yun and Lin Luo walked out of the crowd, and they met everywhere in their lives. The children of the official family mature early. Su Yun, who was in his third year, heard that his stepmother's child was admitted to Peking University, where he studied. Taken aback, the stepmother burst into tears for several days when she learned the news. Happy and sad at the same time.

took the photo and followed his stepmother's instructions to find his brother Zhang Fan, who was not related by blood, many times. It's a pity that people didn't appreciate it.

I saw the pitiful and angry appearance of the figure with thin sleeves in the cold wind on the noodle stall. Su Yun's heart softened. Pulled his best friend Lin Luo over. Try to control your tone, for fear of irritating his fragile self-esteem. Rou Sheng said, "Why are you hungry?" I'll treat you to it!"

It is a small world. came out and met this girl who wanted to control him as the eldest sister. Zhang Fan's face became ugly. "I have my own money, no!"