April 1, 2008, April Fool's Day.

Yancheng.

Xie Liang No. 1 Middle School.

At this time, outside the window, it was raining lightly, and the students in the classroom did not feel any coolness.

Gradually, in addition to the strange noise of the old electric fan, there were many more whispers in the classroom.

The one sitting on the podium, after hearing more and more rustling sounds below, was a little impatient, stood up, knocked on the blackboard behind him, and stepped off the podium, his eyes surveying all the students.

The same is true of a few large letters written on the blackboard.

There are 67 days left before the college entrance examination.

This middle-aged man with a small stature, ordinary appearance, and black-framed glasses is the head teacher of Class 314 of the third year of high school, Liu Jian.

And the dark-skinned classmate who was sitting in the penultimate row of the classroom saw Liu Jian walking down, and quickly pushed Ling Feng, who was sleeping in the last row, with his hand.

"What are you doing, wife, what time is it, let me sleep for a while." ”

When the surrounding classmates heard this, they looked at Ling Feng with a look of surprise. The dark-skinned classmates in the front row were also scared out of a cold sweat.

This kid isn't dreaming of spring, is he?

Quickly pushed him hard again, and whispered.

"Don't sleep, the old class is coming. ”

"Boss, what boss, wife, don't make trouble, the boss said to let me go on marriage leave for a few days. ”

The dream of being good was shattered, and Ling Feng had no choice but to sit up from the desk, stretch his waist, and rub his eyes.

Slowly, everything in the classroom came into view. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, Ling Feng couldn't believe it.

This...... What's going on?

This...... Isn't this my high school classroom?

This...... How can it be?

Ling Feng pinched himself hard, and the pain in his brain told him that everything in front of him was true.

How is this possible?

I was sleeping at home last night, so why did I suddenly appear in the high school classroom?

Ling Feng hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, which clearly displayed: April 1, 2008.

In an instant, Ling Feng was terrifying!

No, I think today should be April 1, 2018!

Could it be that I was born again ten years ago?

Ling Feng looked at the phone in his hand with a blank face, this was indeed the first mobile phone in Ling Feng's life, and it was eliminated from his mother's hands.

Just when Ling Feng still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, the head teacher Liu Jian had already walked in front of Ling Feng.

"Stand up!"

Ling Feng hurriedly put away his phone and stood up.

"Ling Feng, what are you doing! It's not good for self-study, why are you crazy? If you don't want to study on your own, just roll me out of the classroom!" Liu Jian said angrily.

Liu Jian's insult attracted the attention of the whole class to focus on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng stood up slowly, looked at Jian Liu seriously, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

With a sincere attitude, he said: "Teacher, I was wrong, I will definitely study hard in the future, work hard to be admitted to a prestigious university, and I will not disappoint you again in the future." ”

Ling Feng's answer not only stunned Liu Jian, but also shocked the other students in the classroom into a cold sweat.

Immediately after, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom!

Many students made a "tsk" sound.

"Just like you, sitting in the last row of the classroom, reading novels or sleeping all day, and trying to get into a prestigious university. Hey, I can't help myself!"

"That's it, that's it, I kind of understand what it means to dream big in the daytime. ”

"How many years have the school not had a student from a prestigious university? It's a clown!"

......

Xie Liang No. 1 Middle School, although it has been established for a long time, is only a town high school after all, and it is only a second-rate high school in Yancheng, a small place, and good seedlings have long been robbed by the high schools in the city.

The best teaching results over the years are only two books, and occasionally a few books are published, which is already an unexpected joy.

If we can really train students from prestigious universities, I am afraid that even the president will not dare to think of it.

Liu Jian obviously didn't expect Ling Feng to say such a thing, and originally wanted to reprimand a few words, but he was afraid of extinguishing the young flame in Ling Feng's heart, so he had to give up.

"Alright, sit down, I hope you can talk the talk, not just fool me. In three months, let's see the real chapter in the exam room!"

In the end, Liu Jian still chose to believe in Ling Feng.

But at this moment, Ling Feng was still quiet in the joy of rebirth.

After a while, the bell rang for the end of class.

Liu Jian returned to the podium to pack up his things, and when he walked out of the classroom, he glanced back at Ling Feng again, smiled, but shook his head again.

After seeing Liu Jian leave, the dark-skinned classmate in the front row turned around and looked at Ling Feng.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? How can you say that kind of thing! I'm scared to death! You can't sleep, do you?"

Ling Feng looked at him, and memories flooded back his mind.

This dark-skinned classmate was one of Ling Feng's few good friends, Yang Ce.

In his previous life, he hadn't been in touch since he graduated from high school, and I didn't know how he was doing later.

"Isn't what I said right? Hurry up and study hard, it won't be long before the college entrance examination, and if you don't study, it'll be too late." ”

Yang Ce said with an indifferent face: "I'm different from you, Lao Tzu is an art specialty, and you can easily meet the standard in cultural classes, you still have to care more about yourself!"

"I don't need you to care!"

"Okay, you kid, you can't really be sleepy, ......are you? Who is the wife you just said?" Yang Ce said curiously.

"Where did I get a wife, it's just a joke. Is everyone believing my joke?"

Ling Feng's eyes involuntarily drifted to a corner of the classroom.

"Don't say it, I guess everyone believes it! You kid can! Okay, I'll go to the store and buy something to eat, will you go?"

Ling Feng shook his head. "I'm not hungry. ”

"Then I'm leaving. ”

After Yang Ce left, Ling Feng looked at the empty classroom, only a few classmates were resting on their desks.

Ling Feng was in a trance for a while.

Was the past life a dream, or is the present a dream?

In fact, being able to live again with memories has always been Ling Feng's wish in his heart.

After graduating from university in his previous life, Ling Feng chose to be a programmer because he loved games.

But as society becomes more and more realistic. Game developers have abandoned the original intention of making games and have started to make skin-changing games in large numbers.

makes the entire game environment worse and worse, so that garbage is rampant, and krypton gold reigns.

All the practitioners sighed and complained, and gradually left, this is no longer the industry they once loved!

Ling Feng also began to hate the entire industry very much, but he was just a small programmer and couldn't change anything.

Slowly, I became numb and began to bow to reality under the pressure of life.

If this situation can be changed, Ling Feng is willing to put all efforts into it.

Being born again undoubtedly gave him new hope.

And the biggest problem now is the college entrance examination!

After establishing the goal, Ling Feng began to feel distressed, although he had been reborn, but the knowledge in the books became more and more unfamiliar, and with the current amount of knowledge reserves, he might not necessarily maintain his previous ranking.

It seems that there is still a long way to go before being admitted to a prestigious university!