"Ah!", a loud shout, startled the students and invigilators in the classroom who were taking the college entrance examination.

Following the prestige, I found that a male candidate sitting in the fourth row was pulling his hair, looking at the admission ticket for a while, turning over and over again, looking at the exam papers in his hand, and from time to time he looked at the environment around the classroom in a little confusion, as well as the candidates at the adjacent table, with a shocked face and an unbelievable look.

Seeing this, the invigilator came over and asked with concern, "This classmate, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt everyone's exam! Teacher, I'm fine!"

Then he asked, "Teacher, is today July 9, 1997?"

The invigilator looked at this strange candidate in surprise, with a confused look, but immediately nodded a little clearly, he probably thought that this kid, because he did not do well in the previous exams, had a bit of a funny head.

"Of course, it's July 9th, and today is the last exam for your college entrance examination. There are still 30 minutes left before the exam is over!"

Zhang Yi looked at the 1997 National Unified College Entrance Examination on the exam paper with some disbelief, and finally determined that he was inexplicably reborn, from himself in 2018 to when he took the college entrance examination in 1997.

He clearly remembers that in the 1997 college entrance examination, he did well in Chinese, English, politics, geography + history, but the mathematics was too bad, and it was miserable.

Even the previous final exam, because I failed, I made up the exam once. The college entrance examination with a total score of 750 points, because of the score of mathematics, caused his name to fall to Sun Shan, and he couldn't even reach the score line of the third-rate pheasant university.

This is the last one, the exam in history and geography, that is, the worst mathematics has already been tested, and everything is already irretrievable!

Alas, why can others be reborn and go back to before the college entrance examination? He was an unlucky bastard, but he was reborn in the last 30 minutes of the last course of the college entrance examination. Is it true that rebirth also requires character?

Is it because the last time he met an old lady crossing the road, he was afraid of encountering a porcelain, and he didn't have a 1.8 million in his hand, so he didn't dare to go up to help, so he lost his character, God punished him, and the choice of time for him to be reborn was so tragic.

looked at his photo on the admission ticket depressed, with a sad face.

Zhang Yi, who was immersed in memories, forgot the passage of time, and the pen in his hand unconsciously wrote and drew on scratch paper.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, the bell woke Zhang Yi up.

The invigilator reminded: "It's the last 10 minutes, everyone check the name, answer sheet, and I'm about to hand in the paper!"

Everything is irretrievable, and he is single, so he simply drew a cartoon portrait of Trump in the blank part of the argumentative question at the end of the volume, looked at it, and felt that the drawing was still good.

muttered to himself: "I failed the college entrance examination in 1997, but Lao Tzu finally left his traces, I don't know if the teacher who scored the college entrance examination in 1997 will remember that in the 1997 college entrance examination paper, there was a candidate who drew a Trump portrait on the examination paper."

And Trump became the most controversial president in American history in 2016.

Looking at the portrait, a smile crossed the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth, a little mocking and a little neurotic in his mischief.

Zhang Yi before rebirth, 42 years old, a standard IT man, with a family, a room and a car, experienced the bombardment of explosive information in the information age, and treated the failed college entrance examination experience completely behind the moment he walked out of the examination room.

In the next few days, Zhang Yi just filled in a few schools casually to deal with the answers, filling in the volunteers. If the score is less than the minimum admission line, what is the use of filling in carefully?

The situation at home is exactly the same as in my memory, my father works in the Geological Bureau, often goes out in the field, and it is normal not to go home for ten days and half a month.

Her mother, a housewife, was born in the countryside, and she couldn't stay idle, selling some cakes and fritters to subsidize the family.

The eldest sister works in a flax factory, and from time to time she communicates letters with a future eldest brother-in-law who came to Ningdong to serve as a soldier, and in the near future, they have to embark on a road of no return to escape marriage because of the opposition of their families.

The second sister just graduated from nursing school, and she entered the big hospital in Ningdong, the provincial capital, to work, and the nurse worked very hard, but the income was not bad. At that time, I only felt that the second sister went to the nursing school because she liked the secondary school.

Many years later, Zhang Yi realized that the second sister's grades were very good in the class at that time, just to make him, the only boy in the family, more promising, so he took the initiative to give up the opportunity to go to high school.

The little sister is still in junior high school, and her grades are very good, but her personality is a little stubborn, and from time to time, Zhang Yi takes the opportunity to discipline this wayward little sister by virtue of being a brother.

A family of four children, in the era of 1997, life was still very stressful. In Zhang Yi's memory, until he left Ningdong and went to school in other places, he never had any pocket money.

The results of the college entrance examination made the parents a little disappointed, but they were also mentally prepared enough and did not reprimand Zhang Yi for anything.

I just hope that he can repeat his studies for a year, but in fact, Zhang Yi understands that in mathematics, he is completely tired and can't learn at all. Repetition is just a waste of time.

What's more, if you know in advance the development trajectory of the ever-changing world in the next few decades, if you are still like yourself in your previous life, you might as well find a piece of tofu and die by yourself.

Since he was very young, his parents were very busy, so he developed the habit of Zhang Yi making decisions independently, he didn't want to repeat his studies, and his parents didn't force him, just worried about his future.

Zhang Yi looked at the desk calendar on the desktop, and recalled the year 1997 in his memory little by little, what could he do to change the situation at home.

Thinking about it, I can't help but feel a little stupid.

As he thought about it, he didn't notice that his eyes were like a monitor, slicing through the complex program code.

"Jingle bell", the ringing of the phone on the desktop startled Zhang Yi and pulled him back from his memories to reality.

Picked up the phone, fed him, and the voice on the other side said to him: "Zhang Yi, I'll go to Lanzhou tomorrow, how about you go with me?"

In an instant, this familiar voice opened the floodgates of Zhang Yi's memory, it was his classmate Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming, like him, loves to play football, and the relationship between the two is very good. He runs a video store at home, and occasionally, Zhang Yi will borrow a video from his family's video store to watch.

The sound of feeding on the phone interrupted Zhang Yi's reminiscence.

"What about you, Zhang Yi, I'll go to Lanzhou tomorrow night, will you go or not?"

"No problem, see you at the South Gate Long-distance Station tomorrow night!"

Set a meeting time, Zhang Yi put down the phone. He turned around and said to his parents: "I will go to Lanzhou with my classmate Wang Xiaoming tomorrow night to help him buy goods, and I will come back the night after tomorrow." ”

His parents knew that he had a good relationship with Wang Xiaoming, and they had seen Wang Xiaoming many times, but they were quite relieved, gave him 200 yuan of pocket money, and told him to be careful on the road and not to cause trouble. It is the first time for parents to give so much pocket money.

Looking back now, the parents at that time were indeed very indulgent, Lanzhou is hundreds of kilometers away from Ningdong, to take a long-distance bus overnight, along the way, there are many mountain roads, in 1997 that era, the northwest highway is not very safe, and there are even robberies.

Lying on the long-distance sleeper bus, Zhang Yi chatted with Wang Xiaoming with a ride, and he suddenly asked: "Zhang Yi, don't you ask me how I did in the college entrance examination?"

"Nonsense, do you still need to ask? I want to score 300 points, and you can score 100 points at most!"

Wang Xiaoming touched his head wryly, smiled embarrassedly, and asked, "Are you going to repeat it? I'm not going to repeat it! Thinking about the countdown schedule placed at the door of the class, I'm going crazy, let alone reading it several times a day!"

"I'm not going to repeat it, math is too bad, and I'm really not interested, so I don't waste time!"

"Then what are you going to do?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Zhang Yi responded.

In fact, Zhang Yi really didn't think about it, whether to return to the original trajectory of life, after failing the college entrance examination, go to a third-rate pheasant university in Haijin City to take the high school self-examination, or directly find something to do.

After all, with the forward-looking advantage of being reborn for decades, no matter what you do, are you still afraid that you won't succeed? It's just a subconscious feeling that the level of computer hardware and software before rebirth is still a little thin to cope with the road to be taken in the future.

But I don't know why, since he was reborn, some algorithms and implementations on software pop up in his mind from time to time, which makes him a little baffled.

I have a clear positioning for myself in my heart, and the level of computer hardware and software before rebirth is a typical type of dissatisfaction with a bottle and a half bottle of swaying. Opening a computer store in the computer city and engaging in some mischievous hacking tools is absolutely clever, but developing large-scale software is still an unattainable dream for him.