At the eighteenth year of that year, at the alma mater ball, I stood like a minion.

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September.

The temperature at noon is approaching 41°C, and the city is like a sauna, hot and oppressive.

Tunghai University, the first day of freshman reporting.

Chen An was lying on the bed alone, leaning sideways to swipe his mobile phone to pass the boring time.

The sun outside the window is dazzling, and the cicadas chirp through the glass, tearing at people's eardrums.

"Sand sculpture netizens are so funny..."

A low smile broke the dull atmosphere of the bedroom, mixed with the humming of an electric fan.

Swipe your finger across the screen.

Moving on to the next one, time flows silently.

...

"I'm most afraid that you will do nothing in your life, and comfort yourself that you are ordinary and precious..."

Seeing this, Chen An was suddenly stunned.

Said good sand sculpture joke... As a result, a bowl of chicken soup suddenly popped up?

In the unoccupied bedroom, Chen An was instantly poisonous.

Take a look at yourself.

Chen An, male, 211 brand Tunghai University freshman.

The family conditions are ordinary, the personal ability is ordinary, and three months ago, relying on his extraordinary performance, he was able to be admitted to this fairly good university.

He spent a summer in his vision for the future, but now... He felt that the future might not be what he thought.

First-class universities, second-rate majors, third-rate self.

What does this mean?

He could almost tell in detail about the next forty years of his life—

There is no hope of Baoyan, and he failed to take the postgraduate examination, so he entered an ordinary company, found a job that could not starve to death and could not get rich, and struggled for a small family of 80 square meters and a scooter of less than 100,000 yuan, and became a member of all living beings.

Worried about the interest of various Yue Bao, paying attention to the full reduction of various discounts, looking up at Weibo, envy, jealousy and hatred, bowing his head and continuing to work hard to live.

met an equally ordinary girl, married a wife and had children, and since then she has entered middle age, under the double pressure of family and society, she slowly turned white.

No matter how much you toss in ordinary days, you can't set off even a trace of waves - slowly watch your offspring grow up, live as you were at the beginning, and repeat your ordinary life.

With the gradual death of his parents, the last wall between life and death collapsed.

I will eventually grow old and enter my twilight years.

Life has since entered a brutal countdown.

As I lingered, I began to reminisce about my life—just like my own now.

At that time, I was... What will happen?

Dreams and reality were instantly separated, sucking opium from bitterness, listening to various Ma Yun stories and Lao Luo's words, beating people's blood, raising my arms and shouting that I want to work hard, and finally was beaten back to reality by my shriveled wallet.

After a while, Chen An sighed in a low voice: "Let's go to the library." ”

Although the textbooks have not yet been distributed, it is better to read books in the library than to salted fish.

Glancing up at the broken guitar next to the bed.

"After three days of military training... I can't waste the guitar that I have practiced for a summer vacation..."

Chen An began to think about peaches and eat them.

"In college, 80% of playing guitar is to attract the attention of the opposite sex, and the remaining 20% is to attract the same sex.

- Lu Xun. ”

He slowly climbed out of bed and looked in the mirror.

A handsome face, with very good lines, with immature beard stubble, but the face is a little pale, and the eyes are blank and tired, which greatly lowers the score of this face.

“... College is not here to waste!"

The oath is taken.

Washing his face with cold water to wake up, Chen An walked out of the bedroom.

...

The sun on campus was very strong, and Chen An tried his best to walk in the shade of the trees, but the heat still made him breathless.

"Warm welcome to the 2015 freshmen!"

"A new starting point, a new journey, strive for your dreams!"

“...”

The roadside was covered with bright red welcome signs, and Chen An stepped on the shadow of the banner to hide from the sun.

Chen An felt a little lost.

What's your dream? As the first sentence of most poisonous chicken soups, this word is almost rotten.

It's extremely cheap and it's also extremely heavy.

Maybe today you dream of being a policeman, tomorrow you dream of being a poet, the day after tomorrow you dream of being a child who doesn't grow up, and even dream that time can be reversed.

It is said to be heavy because there is no one in ten who really has a clear dream and can realize it.

He sighed and walked into the library, only to realize that it was already a little crowded.

"If you don't come to the library, you don't know how hard others work..."

Chen An sighed and found two textbooks about high mathematics, and casually found a vacant seat to sit down, but his eyes involuntarily drifted to a girl at the front table.

White dress, petite figure, tender skin and dazzling eyes.

Although he can only look at the back of his head, it does not prevent Chen An from making up a big beauty from the black long straight hair and the moving fragrant shoulder.

"What about hair, I'm studying!"

Chen An slapped himself, hurriedly opened the book, took out a pen and paper and forced himself to start previewing.

Ten minutes later...

The scratch paper was still spotless, Chen An scratched his hair, and his eyes were quite helpless... I don't understand!

High math is really not as attractive to me as girls.

"Xueba system, show up!" Chen An couldn't help but start fishing in his seat.

No response.

Chen An pondered that he also scored more than 130 points in mathematics in the college entrance examination, how could it be that when he reached high mathematics, it was like reading a book from heaven?

It made him a little depressed.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable movement in my head.

[Ding - The cultivation system has been bound.] 】

[Learning, Experience, Perception... Life is a grand practice]

[Please work hard for yourself to shine]

【Practice Point: 0】

[System Level Lv1 (0/10000)]

"Practice... system?"

Chen An's eyes widened, his face was sluggish, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

After a long time of excitement in his heart, he gradually accepted his identity as a lucky man, and his attention immediately focused on the system.

Learning, Experience, Perception?

He struggled to understand the meaning of those three words.

"Is it my study to study high math?"

There was no answer.

If it weren't for the inexplicable information in his mind, he would almost have thought he was just hallucinating.

Chen An put his hands on his face and rubbed them vigorously.

I don't know what to do, but I'd give it a try.

He took a deep breath and reached out to reopen the advanced math textbook.

【Studying...】

A prompt appears.

At the same time, the word "Learn" began to shine, and a small number appeared underneath.

【1.2.3...】

The number is slowly increasing at a rate of one point per second.

After holding on for ten minutes, Chen An was defeated, his temples were beating wildly, and his whole person was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage!

"Damn... No more!"

He hurriedly closed the high math book, otherwise he would definitely faint if he went on like this!

It's really fun like that, I'm afraid I'll become famous in an instant!

Shocked, a college student fainted in the library, the reason turned out to be...

"Definitely the reason for the system!"

If the knowledge of high mathematics is a 1TB file, Chen An's brain is a 512MB hard disk, which originally needed to be compressed repeatedly to fit it, but now there is suddenly a cultivation system, and this super large file is forcibly squeezed in, and the result can be imagined!

[Training Point: 600]

[System Level Lv1 (0/10000]

"Cultivation points don't mean system experience, so what's the use of this thing?"

Chen An became more and more puzzled, what does this system mean?

The question had just risen in his mind when he suddenly heard a movement from his phone.

"You have a ...... tail number 600 yuan in the account!"

【Practice Point: 0】

[Can be converted into the same amount of RMB, safe withdrawal, anytime withdrawal]

Chen An: "???"