Lin Yan has been too idle recently, so he has become a person who digs holes and does not fill them. No, in the past two days he has written the beginning of a book......

My name is Guo Nuan, Guo is Guo Jingming's Guo, and Nuan is the warmth of cold and warm.

I was reborn and returned to April 30, 2000 years, one day before the first May Day holiday in history.

Sitting in the classroom, the tiles of the three-foot podium were broken, and the head teacher, Mr. Wang, was reading the text aloud while rhythmically nodding his feet.

The tiles creaked, and there was no other sound in the classroom, but the young faces around me seemed a little excited.

This is not because of how wonderful Mr. Wang's lecture is, but because the holiday starts after the class.

The seven-day long vacation, the longest vacation except for the winter and summer vacations, the first seven-day long vacation ever.

This holiday, why not let the elementary school students who are looking forward to the holiday as soon as they go to school be ecstatic.

That's right, schoolboys. At this moment, I am a fifth-grade elementary school student.

I tilted my head to look at my tablemate, she was slightly slender in her school uniform, with a pear face, fleshy cheeks, like a rabbit, not too pretty, but just poked at my cuteness.

Her big name is Zhang Xinjia, and I like to call her Xiaohua.

Xiaohua is a good student, so good that she reads aloud every time she writes as a model essay.

Compared to her, I'm just a scumbag, not only poor in learning but also a little naughty. In line with the attitude of curing diseases and saving people, Mr. Wang arranged the good student Xiaohua to be my tablemate, probably hoping that the advanced will lead the backward.

However, probably my ink is too black, and the cinnabar of the small flower, which is just sprouting red, is about to be dyed and discolored by me.

I'm not talking nonsense, she's secretly reading a book.

glanced at it, I didn't see much of what was written on it, but the words were dense. This surprised me a bit, I remember when I was my age, I was prone to getting sleepy reading comics.

People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away.

Sure enough, she is a rising literary girl, and I have an empty head.

Looking old at the age of three, I really didn't achieve anything after more than ten years, what to do, I talked nonsense on the Internet every day, and then fooled more than 100,000 fans, and I usually put some small advertisements on the top, and I can still live.

Less than the above, more than the bottom.

Contentment and happiness, I often use these words to comfort myself.

My eyes lost focus at the little flower, and everything in front of me became blurry.

If someone were looking at me now, they might think that my eyes were very peaceful and profound.

If I am not the immature little white face now, but the vicissitudes of life with a sighing stubble, maybe there will be an uncle who controls the girl, thinks I am a man with a story, and likes me.

Too two, too two, at this time narcissistic balls.

When I came back to my senses, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, the sound of reading aloud stopped, the sound of tiles tapping was gone, and the sound of high heels, like a black-and-white life-seeking chain, came to me.

The teacher is about to arrive at the battlefield, and he can't crush her.

I glanced around me and didn't notice anything, I was fascinated by the book, I tried to minimize my range of movements, and quickly snatched the book from her hand.

She looked stunned, like a frightened bunny.

After a while she looked at me, her cheeks bulging, and she seemed to be angry.

The crisis is imminent, and there is no room for explanation right now.

"Guo Nuan!" Teacher Wang's slightly mean and harsh voice sounded.

"Yes." I stood upright, hiding the magazine behind my hands.

"Take it out!"

"What?"

"Something hidden behind you!"

"I'm not hiding anything." I pretended to be stupid.

I knew that no matter how much I quibbled, the magazines behind me would eventually be confiscated. But what I'm doing now isn't useless, I'm acting.

When other children are caught doing bad things, they will squirm and procrastinate. If I am too generous, it will not be different from other children, but it will arouse the suspicion of the teacher.

Two minutes later, I handed the magazine to Mr. Wang.

Teacher Wang glanced at the cover of the magazine, and said with an unkind face, "If you don't study well at a young age, you don't see how your grades have improved, just look at these broken books." You learn from your classmate Zhang Xinjia, listen carefully in class, and complete your homework on time after class. That's it, it's almost time for school, and I won't delay the time of other students, so let your parents come once after May Day. ”

"Oh." I replied.

Teacher Wang looked at me hopelessly and shook his head, and when I sat down, I glanced at the cover of the magazine, remembering the name and issue of the magazine, and I still had pocket money this week, and I would buy a copy for Xiaohua after school later. As a man, you can't make girls unhappy.

I turned my head and saw Xiaohua, who was also looking at me, and the anger on her face was gone. Seeing me looking at her, she hurriedly turned her face back.

I didn't try to figure out what was going on in her mind, whether it was a girl or a girl or a woman, as long as it was the mind of a female human creature, no one could guess.

Everything just now was just a small episode, and Mr. Wang returned to the podium and began to assign homework.

The amount of homework accumulated for seven days is really a lot, and the children, who were originally eager for the holiday, immediately complained.

When I left my homework questions, I glanced at the textbook, and the questions on it were very simple, and it seemed that I was going to become a good student in elementary school.

I thought about it, and I laughed out loud.

Fortunately, the classmates in the class were packing up their things, the classroom was not so quiet, and not many people heard it.

Xiaohua put on a disgusted expression and said, "Are you sick?" ”

"Do you have medicine?" I asked rhetorically.

"......" Xiaohua didn't expect me to answer like this, and was a little speechless. Fortunately, she was smart, and five seconds later said, "Yes." ”

She pulled out a paper pocket from her bag and unfolded it, containing two small green pills.

Misstep, I didn't expect her to really have it.

However, the loser does not lose. It's hard to be reborn, and before I can change the world, I was squeezed by a little girl, which is too bad.

My index finger and thumb twisted up two pills, I could see clearly that they were cold spirits, and I would not have a big problem if I ate them, so I threw them in my mouth as soon as I tilted my head.

I patted my chest confidently, "After taking the medicine, I'm fine!" ”

She looked at me and muttered in a low voice, "Sick." ”

"It's okay, I've taken my medicine, your medicine works."

After I finished speaking, I saw that she didn't have a stubble, and I also began to pack my schoolbag, and as soon as the bell rang for class, I was the first to rush out and ran to the commissary at the door.

The thirty-fourth issue of "Fireflies", in April, is this one.

I put the rest of my pocket money in my pocket, stood at the school gate with many parents who were waiting for their children, waited for Xiaohua, and stuffed the magazine into her arms.

After doing all this, I didn't speak, turned and left, hiding my merit and fame.

The little flower behind me looked at the magazine in my hand, and then at my back, not knowing what I was thinking.

My name is Guo Nuan, Guo is not the pot of the backstabber, Nuan is the warmth of the warmth.

I didn't know that a few thugs who were older and taller than me were eyeing me and the money in my pocket.

Knowing nothing, I burrowed into the path home.

The path is a shortcut, with a high courtyard wall on the right hand and a row of gatehouses and doors of small families on the left.

It stands to reason that the path should be more than a meter wide, but it can't stop the nearby residents who love to pile up debris, so the narrowest place is no more than half a meter.

With a figure like me now, it is difficult for two people to walk side by side, and it is estimated that an adult will feel aggrieved when he walks.

No wonder this piece of shantytown was renovated in a few years, not to mention the appearance of the city, if any house caught fire, the fire brigade could not enter, and a piece of fire was burned, and the safety hazards were too great.

I thought crankily as I lowered my head and kicked away the clutter that was in the way.

"Stop!" I heard something like that.

When I came back to my senses and looked up, there was already a sixteen or seventeen-year-old half-old child blocking my way in front of me. Looking back, there were two more behind him.

I'm catching a donkey in the alley - blocked at both ends.

Watching them approach step by step, saying that there was no pressure was false, I cleared my throat and asked, "May I ask how many of you are looking for me?" ”

The half-grown man in front of me, I don't know where he learned it, twisted his face and sneered, "There's nothing else to do with you, just hand over the money and it'll be fine." ”

To be honest, I almost laughed at the way this kid squeezed his eyebrows. It made me feel a lot less stressed and calmer.

I said, "If you let me give it to me?" But in his heart, he was looking for an opportunity to escape.

Money cannot be given categorically, and if you give it the first time, you will have a second time. The problems are all habitual, and the appetite is fed. This time I gave them a few dollars in my pocket, and next time they will ask for dozens, and next time they will be hundreds.

Although I was born again, I should not lack money to spend, but I do not owe them anything. Finally reborn again, just to make offerings to them? Stop it.

What's more, now that I have nowhere to make money.

Peace can only be achieved through struggle, and I firmly believe that.

The alley is narrow, facing one in front of you, and although you are facing back to the other, this is the one who can touch me.

As long as I solve this one in front of me, I have a good chance of running away.

"If you don't want to give, don't ......"

Before the half-grown man in front of me could finish speaking, I leaned down and rushed towards him, picking up a brick I had just kicked off as I rushed to him.

I'm not tall, maybe less than 1.4 meters, and even if I jump, it's hard to hit the head of this 1.5 or 6 half meters tall.

Not to mention that it gives them time to react, which greatly increases my probability of failure.

Don't fail!

I rushed forward with my waist against the ground, holding the brick in my right hand, rounding my arm and slamming it into the knee of the half-sized child.

The half-grown boy fell down in pain and clutched his knees, and I straightened up, and with one step, I jumped over his head.

The next thing I have to do is run!

"Damn, leave me alone, chase after me!" The half-sized boy endured the pain, and squeezed out these words from the root of his teeth.

The two boys, who were a little younger behind me, hurried after me.

I am young and weak, with short arms and legs, and I am destined to outrun others.

I glanced back, and not only was the distance between the two boys and me narrowing, but the one I had smashed his knee was also standing up against the wall.

It seems that blind racing can't outrun them, so let's turn it into prop mode.

I picked up the debris on the ground as I ran, and I didn't look at what it was, and just threw it back.

In a panic, I gradually ran into the depths of the shantytown, crisscrossed by alleys, and I couldn't find my way out.

Just as I was about to run that way, suddenly my left leg froze, and I turned my head to see that the half-sized man who had smashed his knee was holding my leg.

Maybe a few minutes ago, just give money and it's okay. But when I beat someone, it doesn't work.

If it goes on like this, not only will there be no money, but also a fat beating.

In that case, let's strike first. I grabbed a dark green beer bottle. Just now this kid was standing, and I could only hit him in the knee, and now that he is lying on the ground and holding my thigh, I can hit him in the head.

With all my might, I lined up the beer bottles on his head.

"Poof!" The beer bottle shattered, and I was left with the slender handle of the spout.

His grip on my leg loosened a little, and I guess he was already in the middle of now.

I pulled out my leg and was about to continue running, when I felt a sudden pain in my head, and then a strong force pounced on me, causing me to fall in the direction of the leg-hugging man.

Dizzy and confused, my hand touched the warm liquid, and subconsciously raised my hand to my nose, smelling a strong smell of blood.

Barely opening my eyes, I saw a bloody hand.

Is this my blood?

Am I going to die?

Just born again and dying?

I haven't lived long enough......

I felt like my body temperature was draining and death was slowly approaching.

Guo Nuan...... Guo Nuan ......"

It sounds like the voice of Xiaohua, it's an illusion, hello Death, let's meet again.

I fainted and didn't know anything. When I woke up again and opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the ceiling, and the second thing I saw was my mother's anxious face.

"Mom......" I squeezed my voice out of my throat.

"Warm! Warm? Nuan Nuan woke up? The mother, with tears in the corners of her eyes, shouted.

"Am I alive? I'm not dead? "As soon as I finished muttering, I thought I was stupid again.

"What are you talking about, bah blah, you're okay! Dabao is fine! Mom said.

"Xiaohua, Xiaohua, is she okay?" I asked, consciously.

"Little flower?" The mother frowned, as if she didn't know who Xiaohua was.

"I mean Zhang Xinjia, she's okay, I seem to have heard her voice before I passed out."

"Zhang Xinjia! She's fine, thanks to that little girl, you'll have to thank her when the time comes......"

It seems that hearing Xiaohua's voice before is not a hallucination.

"It's okay......" I said, trying to look up, but I felt a sharp pain.

"Dabao, don't move, you have a wound on your head, don't talk, rest more, your dad is rushing back, I'll see you soon." When my mother saw that I was in pain, her face was full of distress, and she said without saying anything.

As if she had suddenly remembered something, she got up and walked out, and when she reached the door, she shouted, "Nurse, nurse, my son is awake!" ”

She didn't come after calling the nurse, but the policeman uncle in a police uniform came in with a straight face.

Before the mother could speak, they said, "Let's find out a little bit about the situation, Wang Zhuang died of injuries and ineffective rescue, and your son is suspected of murder." ”

"Me? Killed? "I was so shocked that I tried to sit up, but I pulled a wound on my head and collapsed again.

On the first day of rebirth, before I had time to enjoy my time on campus, I killed someone?

Don't, don't!

I don't want to go to prison at a young age and sing behind bars.

My name is Guo Nuan, and I'm probably the most unlucky reborn person ever. (To be continued.) )