On Christmas Eve, stratus clouds, stars and moons without light.

The noisy city of Dongjiang is still unrelentingly lively when it is close to midnight.

Young men and women, having eaten, played, and had made a fuss, waited for the bell to strike twelve o'clock on Christmas Eve. At that time, how many strong feelings and sweetness had to be confided in each other, and how many concubines wanted to linger with each other.

Huaxia is a country of lovers, because she has Valentine's Day in the West, Valentine's Day in China, Singles Stripping Day on Double 11, and Christmas Eve at this time.

Hundreds of people have gathered in Donggang University's fountain square. The students had a variety of delicious meals tonight, experienced a movie or mahjong workout, and now they are ready to welcome the melodious bells of the twelve rings and the tender ceremony of turning off the lights and kissing and making wishes.

The divide between the crowds is clear, and under the huge Christmas tree facing north near the square, there are standard couples in pairs. In a place facing south, there are three groups of men and women in groups of five, most of whom are classmates who have a friendly relationship or are still in an ambiguous relationship, unlike the pair of men and women under the Christmas tree, where there are hearty laughter, loud screams, and occasional campus chases and fights that occur from time to time.

The fountain pool in the center of the square is ten meters in diameter, and a white swan sculpture in the middle of the center is spewing a thin stream of water like a child peeing.

The spring pool is only half a meter deep, and the rippling black water surface reflects the colorful lights on the Christmas tree, showing a bit of magnificence and a little weirdness.

There were two groups of people near the spring, one group of two men and one woman, who were confronting each other nervously. A few meters away from them, there were two men and three women whispering, sometimes looking at the three who were dealing with affairs not far away.

Liu Mingna hugged Lu Feng's arm, as if holding her own trophy, tilted her head arrogantly, and said: "Okay, Zhang Xiangbei, I have made it clear to you, we will have nothing to do with it in the future, don't be sentimental, Lu Feng will inherit the family company after graduation, and the registered capital is a large company of 10 million. ”

"Oh, Liu Mingna, I know, you told me not to give up a large area of beautiful forest for the sake of your tree, right?" Zhang Xiangbei, who was a little thin, patted his broad, somewhat pale forehead and said with a happy smile.

"You're stupid, aren't you?" Liu Mingna was furious, "If it weren't for using you as a shield these days, Lu Feng and I wouldn't be able to understand each other's intentions, and we would like to thank you for this matter, but we are already done." Saying that, Liu Mingna tightened Lu Feng's arm, and deliberately rubbed it lightly with her chest.

Lu Feng's faint eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhang Xiangbei who should be in embarrassment with a smile, but he couldn't see what he wanted to capture from Zhang Xiangbei's eyes, and he was slightly disappointed. However, in the public, a flower confessed in public for herself, which is really a face-saving thing.

"Liu Mingna, you are good at everything, but you are too good at embarrassing yourself, I know that you are planning for my future, I really don't blame you, I thank you." Zhang Xiangbei's face was sincere and joyful, as if he was not talking about his ex-girlfriend, but the nobleman in his life.

Liu Mingna gritted her teeth and looked at Lu Feng helplessly.

"Ten, nine, eight,...... Zero" suddenly rang in the square for the countdown of the Christmas Eve bell.

"Hmm!" Amid the exclamations of the people in unison, all the lights in the square went out. The square was dark. A pair of men and women who had been prepared for a long time clung to each other and sucked lingeringly.

"Ahh In the darkness, there was a miserable and piercing cry from Zhang Xiangbei, and then there was a 'poof' sound, and the sound of someone falling into the spring pool.

When the lights in the square were turned on, a couple of men and women who were still in lust were doing lip gymnastics, like eighty-one glue, and they couldn't get rid of it.

The five-person group by the spring pool hugged to the pool, and Guo Kuan, who was thin and small, smiled at the pond water, "Zhang Xiangbei, you kid also have today, you are trapped by love, bravely throw yourself into the river, nobler than Qu Yuan, braver than the eight women, admirable......" Before he finished chattering, he saw the tall Chen Baida suddenly pounce on the edge of the pool, looking at the pool with a nervous expression.

"I'm rubbing, are you really playing?" Chen Baida roared, stepped into the water with one foot, and followed closely with his arms into the water. When Zhang Xiangbei was scooped up, he had stopped breathing and heartbeat.

It's a big deal.

Facing the angry gazes cast by Guo Kuan and Chen Baida, Lu Feng and Qi Minna parted their lips from the glue-like paint, and their faces were blank.

Dumped by his girlfriend and drowned in a half-meter-deep pool, Zhang Xiangbei, who had fallen home, became a famous joke at Dongjiang University.

After he woke up, he was greeted not only by the ridicule of his classmates, but also by the fragmented thoughts of the principal. The swan fountain pool in the square is a sight to behold at Todai, and even now, when water resources are scarce, the sluice gates have not been closed.

But because of Zhang Xiangbei's ridiculous suicide, the fountain pool became a dangerous place, and the school was forced to lower the water depth to ten centimeters and control the flow of water to the size of a human hair. From a distance, it doesn't look like a swan spraying water, but like a swan hanging.

In this way, the famous scenic spots of Dongda were destroyed by Zhang Xiangbei.

In the eyes of his classmates, Zhang Xiangbei, who returned to campus, has changed, although he is still the guy who loves to play treasures and make trouble, but there are more things in his eyes that people can't read.

Everyone can understand very well that people who have been dumped by their girlfriends and died again are always a little chattering.

Even in class, Zhang Xiangbei was fascinated, and his eyes flashed with some inexplicable brilliance. In the eyes of the teacher, it is in a daze, but few teachers are willing to meddle in things, and the student who dares to commit suicide in public is still less troublesome, anyway, he can't learn anything, and he is responsible for himself.

Zhang Xiangbei did die once, whether it was Zhang Xiangbei's body or the soul in his body.

When Zhang Xiangbei was five years old, because of an accident, his heart stopped beating once, and a soul from the earth parallel to this world resided in Zhang Xiangbei's body. It's just that the soul is from the year 2050 on Earth.

That soul once had a strong body, a super genetically modified brain—a regionally developed brain, comparable to a computer's brain.

But that body was wiped out for some reason, and that indomitable soul was reborn in the body of Zhang Xiangbei in this world.

In the process of merging the soul and body, Zhang Xiangbei has always wanted to knock on the door of the large fuzzy memory in his mind, but except for some heart-pounding memory fragments that jump into his mind from time to time, he can't do more.

But this time, the heartbeat stopped due to suicide, and I don't know which switch was secretly touched, and the door to memory was unknowingly opened.

That soul's brain, which had been modified through genetic technology, had the function of reproducing all information, so on the earth, all the knowledge and information he had seen were remembered in his mind without any mistakes, and he was quietly hiding in the depths of Zhang Xiangbei's brain at the moment.

As long as Zhang Xiangbei is willing, he can withdraw it at any time. However, Zhang Xiangbei's body has not been improved by genetic techniques, and the brain's replication and memory function no longer exists.

A large amount of information of all kinds, science, philosophy, literature, art, film and television, and music, suddenly became a part of Zhang Xiangbei's body, and it will definitely become a part of his life.

Exams can be cheated without discipline and moderation, and the graduation certificate is no problem. Zhang Xiangbei looked very happy.

It's just, how should I live in this life? Zhang Xiangbei thought that although there is not as advanced technology as the earth to improve the genes of the body, according to the best method developed on the earth, exercise the body first, and then use the information in the brain to retain, in this life, you should be able to live a wonderful life!

The world looked very beautiful, and Zhang Xiangbei thought about making something out.

The theme report of "International Finance" was excellent today, and it was praised by Mrs. Schneider in the court.

Back in the dormitory, Guo Kuan and Chen Baida asked him about the situation with concern, and Chen Baida also borrowed his theme report and said that he wanted to study it.

Du Hai snorted heavily, slammed the door and went to the cafeteria.

It is said that next semester, Mrs. Schneider will have two - no, a graduate student, and the class president Yu Huayin is already an ironclad one.

Du Hai has been sharpening his head to fight for another place, and he usually gets a lot of praise from Mrs. Schneider, but the world is unpredictable, this kind of life-related opportunity, a shrewd person like Du Hai will not be careless, not to mention that the one who stole his limelight was Zhang Xiangbei, who had just made a suicide scandal in the half-meter deep pool?

Du Hai, who has always been decisive in killing, of course, turned his face faster than turning the book, and in his sour words, he even implied that Zhang Xiangbei's theme report was plagiarized from his Du Hai's ideas.

Tianzhi Daozhang Xiangbei's theme report is indeed a plagiarized work, plagiarized from the work of a financial scholar named David Ding on the earth, and for a junior student, this kind of work is heavy enough.

Zhang Xiangbei threw a big resentful white eye at Du Hai's back, being a copyist also makes people jealous, what is the situation?

After a long night and no intention of reading and studying, Zhang Xiangbei dangled his hands and came to the music outside the school to perform the arts.

There is a mix of dragons and snakes here.

There are boring college students, frustrated company employees, men and women begging for life and seeking excitement, and sometimes a few middle school students who try their best to hide their childishness and pretend to be little adults.

'Mantou' was lying on a table in the corner, pouring cloudy wine into his mouth from time to time. Although it was only not long after the opening, this guy's eyes were already blurred and blood-red.

'Mantou' is the resident singer of this entertainment bar, and it is also the singer with the lowest salary. His voice is hoarse and harsh, and the only advantage is that he can shout, and his pitch is high enough to enhance the atmosphere of Di Bar, so the boss of Di Bar does not give up on him because he is drunk.