All idealism?

This 20-year-old body, the daily impulse that the old rascal brings, he doesn't know how long he can hold on.

If the desire is not vented, people will become irritable, and after Yang Da Beauty left for half an hour, his irritability became more intense, and he felt that he should do something!

But at this moment, Brother Feng's call came again, asking him if he would participate in the weekend sports meeting, and now everyone is signing up, and he and Brother Peach have signed up.

Li Yifan remembered that in his previous life, they seemed to have signed up for this sports meeting, so he sighed that some things really can't be changed.

"Go, of course go, give me 100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters, 3,000 meters, 10,000 meters, as well as high jump and long jump, shot put!"

Hearing the ridicule in his voice, Brother Feng also said happily: "Okay, my brother is desperate to help you report!"

"Hehe, Brother Feng, let's do it, help me have a 100-meter, 200-meter, 400-meter relay, plus a shot put high jump! This shouldn't be a conflict, right?

Brother Feng looked at the competition schedule and said, "This is not a conflict, but the shot put and high jump are carried out by colleagues! ”

"Alright, report it for me!" said the old rascal.

"You have to go through the class selection, you come to school tomorrow morning, and everyone will compete!" Brother Feng said again.

The old rascal remembers that the students in the first sports meeting after going to college were very enthusiastic, firstly, because they had a more positive attitude towards life, and secondly, they were in good health at this time. It's not like after my junior year, I was hollowed out by alcohol-colored computer games.

Then he asked them which items they had reported, and they were told that the old rascal could not remember the difference from his previous life.

"Chick, do you think I will take the first place after I participate in the competition?" said the old rascal a little bit of a showy at this time.

"Hmph, what's school number one!" the chick said unashamedly.

"Hehe, auntie, you can get on when the time comes, don't take all the firsts, just give me one or two!"

"Hee-hee, yes!" the chick said with a sweet smile.

"Fainted!" The old rascal knew that the chick had "bad intentions" in her words, so he said helplessly.

The old hooligan drove his car again, swaggering through the market, he had never been publicized in his previous life, and his extremely sullen heart made him feel that he had to live a "free" life in this life within the tolerance of time and space offset.

On the dusty road in the backstreet of the school, the old rascal looked at the layout on both sides that was completely different from that of a few years later, and once again seemed to have entered a time and space tunnel.

Stopping at a newspaper office, the old rascal walked up and picked up newspapers and periodicals from the year 2000 and browsed through them, unable to remember whether the news had happened on this day. But when he saw a military journal printed on colored copperplate, he was stunned.

Then he picked it up, flipped it over, and said softly: "No change!"

This issue of the military journal mainly introduces the Jian-10 fighter, Li Yifan bought it as soon as he saw it, and before taking it back to the dormitory to sleep, he would enjoy the exquisite pictures on it, so he remembered it very deeply.

"Hmph, Boss, you didn't change a single punctuation mark in this journal even though you came to this plane, do you know why?" asked the chick.

"Is it because these things have nothing to do with me, I just passively accept it?" Li Yifan wondered.

"Hmph, the truth is not so simple, but you are right a little bit, but if you go to the editorial office of this journal now, as long as you talk to the editor-in-chief for a few words, no matter what you say, it may affect the content of the next issue of this journal, do you know why?" asked the chick again.

"Mind, because I changed his mind, right?" Li Yifan stopped in front of the newspaper, stunned, and exchanged consciousness with her.

"That's right, if you change his mind, as the saying goes, it's an idea, then the world about this editor-in-chief has changed subtly. But if you don't talk about the military content, talk to him about family life or something, the next journal will change little, or minimally, but it will definitely exist. If you talk to him about the latest military content, then it may change a lot. Do you understand?" asked the chick again.

"Do you mean, that there is a seed for everything, and that there is a seed for every thought?" the old rascal seemed to be a little ignorant.

"Hmph, I don't know why!" Xiao Niu smiled: "So, you want to win the sports meeting, but the championship doesn't belong to you, you rob it." If this championship has little influence, the general trend of your change is not great, for example, if you rob the rogue brother of the first place in the class tomorrow, it doesn't matter, but if you rob the whole school of the 100m championship, the impact is not great, it can be ignored. Hehe, if you want to rob Liu Xiang, it may directly change 0.01% for you." Chick said.

When the old rascal heard this, he nodded at first, but when he heard the last number, he disagreed: "Isn't it just 0.01%?

"Hmph, it's really unteachable!" The chick shook her head: "Stupid, your 20 million only affects 0.01%!"

"Huh?" exclaimed the old rascal.

The owner of the newspaper was looking at him and his car suspiciously, when he said, "Master?"

The old rascal came to his senses and hurriedly said, "I bought it, I bought this book, how much does it cost?"

When she got back in the car, she said, "Because the champion of the school will compete in the national competition, do you understand?"

The old rascal threw the book into the passenger seat and said in distress: "Others have been reborn, and the world has been turned upside down, and I am limited everywhere!"

"Hmph, there's nothing that isn't restricted by the laws of nature!" said the chick, "As long as you blend into this time and space, you can do whatever you want." ”

"Blend into time and space, do whatever you want?" Li Yifan wondered.

"Yes, you haven't blended into it yet! Doing whatever you want doesn't mean you can achieve anything, it just means that you don't have to be as afraid of this or that as you are now!" said the little girl with the appearance of a high woman.

"What is the so-called King Kong is not bad?" Li Yifan said dissatisfied.

That's just a metaphor for me, if you have King Kong without a bad body, you are not afraid of snatching Liu Xiang's world championship and being punished by time and space. Physical immortality does not exist, and no matter how powerful it is, it is better than not having nuclear weapons. ”

"Do you think this universe is what you see it is, and what you think you see in this plane?" asked him again.

"What do you mean? Isn't Fei'er's current appearance her original appearance?" Li Yifan was puzzled.

"Hmph, why are you so stupid? Slowly comprehend it, you like to be blinded! Yang Fei'er is of course Yang Fei'er, she doesn't have a mask under her face! Okay, I won't tell you! You are far from reaching the time of enlightenment! Let's make more money now!"

Li Yifan was amused by her last words: "Big stars also have to, don't think that grandma chick doesn't eat!"

"I'm!" chick said frantically.

"Li Yifan, what are you doing?" a female voice sounded outside the car window.

Li Yifan turned his head to look, and immediately the old hooligan nature appeared: "Ah, Liu Qing, it's you! Come up and sit down, brother will take you for a ride!"

Liu Qingqiao blushed: "It's not serious!"

"I'm sorry last time!" said the old rascal.

"It's nothing! What are you doing here?" asked Liu Qing, who was carrying a bag.

"I haven't asked you what you're going to do!" the old rascal asked her, remembering the last time she was at the restaurant.

Liu Qing pursed his lips and smiled: "I want to go home!"

"Go home, let's go, brother will take you for a ride, and eat some barbecue!" said the old rascal teasingly.

"You don't have any seriousness at all, and you still say that you treat people as friends!" Liu Qing said with some trepidation.

"Haha, we've been friends for a long time!"

After the old wanderer finished talking, he thought to himself, in his previous life, he was really not friends with you, but he was just familiar.

"You've never been serious!" Liu Qing said dissatisfiedly: "I'll go first, there is still something to do!"

The old rascal looked at her back, shook his head, and drove the car on.