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Three days have passed, and Huang Xiaoming has gradually adapted to his current life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he likes to read online novels, he never thought that such an absurd and magical thing as rebirth would happen to him.

But the truth of the matter is such nonsense, he did go from 2017 to 2010.

From the beginning of the anxiety, to the current boredom.

That's right, it's boring.

At the beginning, he also thought about showing his strength, showing his ambitions, and making a career to make up for the shortcomings of his previous life.

In his previous life, he had always been a top student, from elementary school to college, and he had always been a "child of someone else's family".

It's just that although his IQ is high, his EQ is really not very good, after graduating from college, the classmates around him are either starting their own businesses, or getting promoted and raised, only him, the job has changed a lot, and he has never been able to get in.

Therefore, after settling down, his first thought was to use his prescient advantage to make a career.

I can think about it, but I don't know where to start.

After all, it's 2010, and real estate doesn't have to think about it, although it hasn't reached its peak yet, it's a small peak.

As for the most familiar Internet, the scale of several giants has been established, and it is not so easy to meddle in. The most important thing is that he doesn't have any money on hand yet.

Thinking of this, he was inevitably a little frustrated. However, he was optimistic by nature, and his frustration was only temporary, and he was soon relieved.

Although there are not many opportunities to make a lot of money now, it is still very simple to use your foresight and take a ride to make your future life less miserable.

Thinking of this, although Huang Xiaoming was immature, he couldn't hide his handsome face and couldn't help but show a smile.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces on the podium, Huang Xiaoming's heart rose with infinite feelings.

When I was in school, I always felt that time was too slow and my days were too boring, so I hoped that I could graduate early and step into society.

But when they really stepped into society, there were few people who didn't miss the days they used to be in school.

Huang Xiaoming is no exception, in his previous life, he was a scholar and a nerd, almost all of his youthful days were spent in studying, and later in retrospect, he didn't even have any special memories in his days on campus!

Thinking about this, Huang Xiaoming felt that he was living a very sad life.

"Since God has given me this opportunity, let me enjoy this campus life!"

Huang Xiaoming has already made a decision in his heart.

Although his memory of high school knowledge is a little blurred, his foundation is still there, as long as he reviews it, it is not difficult to get a good score in the exam.

Moreover, in his memory, the college entrance examination is only in the past few years, although he doesn't remember the specific topics, but there are still a large number of topics that impress him, and he is still impressed. Especially in composition, there are also math problems.

As long as there is no deviation in history, it is not difficult for him to get into a key university.

Thinking of this, Huang Xiaoming immediately found a new book and quickly listed the topics in his memory.

I don't remember the exact number, but I just know the type.

After writing it, after making sure that there was no omission, Huang Xiaoming's heart became more relaxed.

Looking around, looking at these immature familiar and unfamiliar faces, Huang Xiaoming still had a feeling of unreality.

For these classmates, Huang Xiaoming didn't have too many ideas, in his previous life, he focused on studying, he didn't have any real friends, and a few people who could talk a little bit were also because of studying, and after graduation, there was basically no contact.

For these students, the news after graduation, Huang Xiaoming is also limited to chatting in the group.

Looking at it, a special figure entered Huang Xiaoming's eyes.

It is said that it is special, it is better to say that it is mysterious, yes, in the eyes of Huang Xiaoming in his previous life, his table mate has always been a very mysterious person.

Her name is Gu Yun, a very beautiful name, but she is an almost forgotten existence in the class, not only does she have no intersection with boys, but even girls, there is almost no communication.

If Huang Xiaoming has no friends, then she is simply withdrawn!

In Huang Xiaoming's impression, she is a little mysterious.

Since the sophomore year of high school, the two have hardly spoken a word at the same table for more than a year, which is also a miracle.

Even after graduation, Huang Xiaoming couldn't remember what she used to look like when she thought of the time she spent at the same table.

In his memory, Gu Yun's bangs were so long that they almost blocked his eyes, the long hair of the shawl blocked most of his face, and the large black-framed glasses covered most of his face. People can't see her face clearly.

Huang Xiaoming's position is against the aisle, Gu Yun is against the wall, and on her desk, in front of her and near Huang Xiaoming's side, there is always a high wall of books, as if she has become a small world of her own.

No matter in class or after class, she rarely stops, in Huang Xiaoming's memory, she seems to have endless words, but she never sees when her grades are better.

In his previous life, Huang Xiaoming didn't have any extra thoughts, but now, a trace of curiosity rose in his heart.

"What are you writing about?" For the first time, Huang Xiaoming stretched his head over the wall of books built by ancient rhyme.

His personality is a bit introverted, but he has been mixed in society for a few years, and his skin is a lot thicker.

was a very ordinary inquiry, but Gu Yun seemed to be greatly frightened, hurriedly took the book to cover the paper on the table, and looked at Huang Xiaoming with a frightened face.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. After saying these words, Gu Yun's little face was already flushed.

This is the first time Huang Xiaoming has taken a serious look at Gu Yun's face, and he found that hidden under the rustic hairstyle, Gu Yun's facial features are quite exquisite.

Although she can't see the whole face clearly, through the not thick lenses, the big eyes that seem to be able to speak are enough to give her a score that is not low.

With a straight nose, a sexy little mouth, and fair skin, the only pity is that you can't see the whole face clearly.

"I ...... Face ...... Is there something? Seeing that Huang Xiaoming had been staring at him, Gu Yun touched his face in a panic.

"Uh, no, I didn't see it, you're pretty and beautiful, why don't you show your face?" Huang Xiaoming's old face turned red, but he didn't expect that he would lose his mind.

"You ......" Gu Yun obviously didn't expect his nerdy tablemate to say such a thing, his cheeks turned from pink to fiery red, and Huang Xiaoming could feel the temperature on Gu Yun's face just by looking at it.

"You're not writing a novel, are you?" Huang Xiaoming's heart moved, and he took advantage of the distraction of Gu Yun to grab the manuscript paper on the Gu Yun table.

"You...... Give it back to me. Gu Yun was shocked and reached out to grab it.

"Wait a minute. The teacher is watching. Huang Xiaoming stopped Gu Yun's movements, and his chin was tilted towards the podium.

Huang Xiaoming knew that Lao Wu on the podium couldn't see himself here, because he knew a little secret of Lao Wu, that is, Lao Wu's myopia was not low, but he didn't like to wear glasses.

Huang Xiaoming and Gu Yun sat in the last row, Huang Xiaoming was too tall, although the teacher intended to let him sit in the front, he also had to take care of other students, and Gu Yun was completely too bad.

"Please, give it back to me." Gu Yun obviously didn't know this little secret of Lao Wu.

was frightened by Huang Xiaoming, and immediately didn't dare to move, so he had to look at Huang Xiaoming with a pleading face, and almost didn't cry.

"I'll give it back to you after I'm done." Huang Xiaoming was a little curious, so he ignored Gu Yun's pleading.

The ancient characters are very beautiful, at least among the handwriting that Huang Xiaoming has ever seen, it can be regarded as the most beautiful.

There was not much manuscript paper she put on the table, only a few pages in total, and Huang Xiaoming read it quickly.

He thought that Gu Yun would write some novels like love and love, but he didn't expect her to write fantasy novels!

"I didn't see it!" Huang Xiaoming looked at Gu Yun in surprise.

Huang Xiaoming continued to read, a few pages of manuscript paper, and soon finished reading it, he handed the manuscript paper back, Gu Yun hurriedly took it back, and carefully hid it.

Gu Yun wrote a fantasy novel, Huang Xiaoming was already very surprised, and what surprised him even more was that Gu Yun was actually written very well!

Although there are only a few pages of manuscript paper, you can completely see the ancient rhyme.

Although Huang Xiaoming didn't read this kind of novel when he was studying, he didn't read less after graduation, although he couldn't write, but his reading taste was not low.

Especially the rise of online literature in later generations, many good works have emerged, which has raised his appetite.

And from the perspective of his later generations, Gu Yun's novel can be regarded as a masterpiece.