On March 1st, the twelfth day of the first lunar month, the weather was fine, and the temperature had reached more than ten degrees.

Today is the first day of school reporting, and it will be busy again from today.

At half past nine in the morning, Wang Ziyan wore sunglasses, a sports jacket, a long-sleeved sweater, jeans and sneakers, and a large backpack on his back, walking along the surging flow of people towards the school building.

The first class of the second class of high school is located in the first classroom on the right of the second floor of the third floor of the high school, and there are eleven open spaces in front of the teaching building.

There are still very few people in the class now, Wang Ziyan is considered to have come relatively early, they are all old oilers in the second year of high school, and stepping on the bell to enter the classroom is the least.

Wang Ziyan's seat is located by the window on the north side of the classroom, in the fourth row of seven rows of seats, which was specially arranged by the homeroom teacher, and this is the end of the line of sight from the front and back doors of the classroom.

It's not that a class teacher wants to urge him to study in real time, but just wants to confirm whether he is delaying others from learning. Originally, the back of the classroom was the best position, but Wang Ziyan was not the only thorn in the class, and the position at the back of the class was not enough.

Therefore, the head teacher had to find another way and scattered these people to resettle, one here and one there, and did not let them get together.

Wang Ziyan stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the table, took out his Walkman and stuffed it into a cassette tape, then stuffed the headphones into his ears, took out a book in English, sat down and began to open it.

Wang Ziyan's master's degree before his rebirth was only taken three years after graduation, and he often needs to read literature in English, so his English is not bad.

The book he read was Around the World in Eighty Days, an English version of a novel written by French writer Jules Verne, which is one of his masterpieces. The novel begins with a bet made by Fogg, an English gentleman, with a friend: to return to London after circumnavigating the globe in 80 days. Subsequently, he and his servants overcame the difficulties and dangers of the journey, passing through the Mediterranean, the Red Sea, the Indian Ocean, the Pacific Ocean, the Atlantic Ocean, India, Singapore, R Ben, M and other places, and finally returned to London.

The homeroom teacher teaches English, so he won't be afraid to read these books and be seen by the homeroom teacher.

Who cares what a bastard is doing? As long as they don't bother the others, none of these teachers care what he's doing.

Wang Ziyan is a bastard, he knows it himself, and others know it.

He fights, drinks, smokes, plays games, reads novels, and basically does many bad things that are heinous in the eyes of the teacher, and can be regarded as a problem student in the eyes of any teacher.

But none of these teachers wanted to care about him, because no one wanted to cause trouble for themselves, after all, no one wanted to be smashed in a window, or someone would be beaten in a broken pocket for no reason.

This is the case, Wang Ziyan is very painful, he was really too mixed up before.

But it's okay, I didn't care about these things in the first place, but I had time to do my own things. He just looked at the book, oblivious to the people who came and went.

It wasn't until a girl came up to him, put a bag of apples on his book, and gave him a charming smile that the situation was broken.

If this girl hadn't taken the initiative to come to him, Wang Ziyan, who had been full of money and books recently, would have forgotten about her.

The girl's name is Lu Min, a girl with a height of about 165 and a good figure and face.

Lu Min's seat was in front of Wang Ziyan, and after laughing, she returned to her position, put down her schoolbag and turned her face to stare at Wang Ziyan.

Wang Ziyan's mood at this time was extremely complicated, looking at the smiling girl in front of him, he quickly lowered his head, afraid that she would see the tenderness and sadness in his eyes.

Although twenty years have passed, even now, Wang Ziyan remembers all her information.

Lu Min, female, born on December 21, 1980, with a maximum height of 167 cm, a maximum weight of 58 kg, and a measurement of 92 ......

She loves oranges, spicy food, pink and yellow clothes, and sneakers......

She is Wang Ziyan's first love and the only woman he has ever loved. Maybe I used to have my ex-wife, but it was definitely not as profound as the girl in front of me.

According to the development trajectory of the previous life, the night after tomorrow is the day when the two of them fall in love, and then start a 5-year long-distance love run, until Wang Ziyan was split and then kicked away.

On the night after the relationship, the two of them would wander outside alone all night.

Of course, nothing happened between the two of them this night except for kissing and hugging, just holding hands and dangling in the small mountain bag behind them all night.

I don't know what the two of them thought at the time, there was not even a little human population in the black mountain bag, but all kinds of wild dogs and night cats were running around, and they didn't know how to be afraid.

Wang Ziyan's heart was sad, it was from the girl who was sitting there tilting her head and looking at him with a slight smile.

It was she who gave him the purest love in his youth and gave him the deepest memories.

It was she who made him truly a man, not only physically, but also psychologically.

It was she who stabbed him hard in his originally clean heart, and then cut off a piece of it.

This knife seemed to hurt the soul, and this wound did not ease until Wang Ziyan was forty years old, and every time he thought about it, his heart began to feel a burst of colic.

This pain made his expression a little hideous, like a ghost, and it made people shudder to look at. It's just that this expression has not been seen by anyone, and it has been buried in his heart, or submerged in all kinds of alcohol, or hidden in the smoke of all kinds of tobacco.

Five years of love and the pain of betrayal made him unforgettable.

After a long time, Wang Ziyan came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The past is gone, and what hasn't started before it starts shouldn't begin, isn't it better to return to quiet?

Looking up, he smiled ugly at the girl who had the heaviest weight in his heart besides his mother and two younger sisters, and continued to look at his book.

Quietly turning the page, looking quietly, quietly without a trace of ripples.

After the girl was slightly stunned, she didn't care, turned her head and said hello to the table that had just walked in.

Finally, the homeroom teacher walked into the classroom and began to arrange today's things, queuing up to pay, queuing up to receive books, and arranging for the cleaning afterward.

The head teacher is a 40-year-old Uncle Fangzheng, surnamed Zhu, who is also the director of the school's sophomore English teaching and research group.

Teacher Zhu has always been very strict, but there is nothing he can do with a bastard like Wang Ziyan, you can't keep beating and scolding, right? If you are in a hurry, you may be beaten with a sack, which is not worth it.

There is no class in the morning, just cleaning, paying fees, and receiving books and workbooks.

None of this is anything to do with Wang Ziyan, no one in the class will let him clean up without opening his eyes, he just went to the designated office to pay the fee, and continued to read his book when he came back with a voucher.

It's only the first day of school, and everyone is a little busy today, and no one will drag Wang Ziyan out to fool around. He just sat there listening to music with headphones on, flipping through a book in his hand, but no one bothered him without opening his eyes.

Originally, there should be that girl who likes to talk to him, and she usually doesn't care much about Wang Ziyan's mood. But today's Wang Ziyan is really a little different, and the girl didn't come up to find it uncomfortable.

Soon, the morning passed in a hurry.

In the afternoon, the whole school is cleaned up, including the dormitories and playground, and each class has its own covered area.

Wang Ziyan didn't have the interest to add to the chaos, so he didn't care, he went outside the school to have a meal, and returned to the classroom when it was almost class time in the afternoon.

In this way, Wang Ziyan sat there reading books and listening to songs until school.

At night it's still tidying up the room, buying missing things, buying groceries and cooking and stuff like that.

The next day, the official class began, and Wang Ziyan listened carefully to the day's lessons, and he no longer had any interest in these step-by-step courses. Because he found that these courses were very simple and easy to understand as soon as he listened to them, it simply made him lose his enthusiasm for class.

Maybe it's because of the advantages of being a reborn?

Or are those memories buried in the depths of the mind that have never been forgotten?

So Wang Ziyan re-planned his study, a plan that was more in line with his learning situation, and then implemented it according to this plan.

Wang Ziyan disappeared from the circle, no one knew what happened, in short, he never appeared in the rivers and lakes of No. 1 Middle School again, and became a transparent person.

But Wang Ziyan has become a celebrity in some school premises of No. 1 Middle School, and the place where he spends most is the classroom, and then the playground.

On days when classes are needed, Wang Ziyan gets up at five o'clock every morning and opens his books to review his homework. I rushed to school at 5:40 to participate in the morning self-study, and went out at 6:20.

The so-called drill is to run circles around the playground in a square line as a class, and the 800-meter track has to run a total of 5 laps, that is, 4,000 meters.

To be honest, this is a bit of a lot of exercise, but it's strange that most high school students can stick to it.

After running the lap at about seven o'clock, everyone pulled back to the class for a morning meeting. The morning meeting of No. 1 Middle School is generally a lecture from the class teacher, including the arrangement of the day's work, or the opinion on a certain matter.

At 7:20, everyone went to breakfast after the morning meeting.

Wang Ziyan adjusted his routine, and the running drill was to walk out of the classroom with the class, first carrying a bottle of water on the edge of the basketball court on the edge of the parallel bars, and then going to line up to participate in the running lap.

He wouldn't be in the morning meeting, and instead of going back and listening to the old class nagging there, it would be better to spend the time exercising. It used to be spent copying homework, or sneaking out for breakfast with a bunch of people, and maybe playing two games of billiards before rushing back to school.

Now it's different, when everyone brings it back, he runs to the parallel bars to practice himself.

There are no special subjects, just push-ups and sit-ups on parallel bars.

Hold the parallel bars with both arms and exert force, then sit on one bar with your butt tilted, put your legs under the other bar, move your butt back and hang in the air, and your thighs are in contact with the bar to support the center of gravity. Hook your feet on the other bar to keep your balance and your upper body hanging upside down. This is a sit-up, a total of five sets of twenty in each group, a total of one hundred done.

Then I did 100 push-ups on the parallel bars, and then I did 50 frog jumps on the parallel bars.

If you still have energy, then just do a few more sets of pull-ups on the horizontal bar.

Finally, the school has a basketball hoop, so he stands under the basketball hoop and jumps continuously, touching the bare hoop with the palm of his hand. There are also five sets of ten reps each, for a total of fifty reps.

After completing this, Wang Ziyan was already extremely sore all over, sweating profusely, as if he had been brought out of water.

Picked up the mineral water that had been put aside a long time ago, unscrewed the cap and filled half a bottle, and then he walked outside the school without even returning to class, and the morning meeting was over at this time.