"Brother is a man with a story."

This is Ye Feng's most common mantra, especially when he is a girl, he will always say this sentence proudly, many people who are not familiar with Ye Feng will think that he is playing the vicissitudes of life and bragging, but those who really know him know that he is really a person with a story.

Speaking of his story, it's not too complicated, and it's even a bit like some third-rate small scripts, in summary, he was a gentleman, he once gave up on himself, and the prodigal son turned back after the worst, and he didn't mess up all his life.

There are countless bitterness and bitterness hidden in this simple story, Ye Feng is very narcissistic and thinks about writing an autobiography for himself after he succeeds and becomes such and such a celebrity, but unfortunately this wish was not realized until he died, and his highest achievement in his life stopped at a trick like a little person at the bottom of the entertainment industry.

On the last day of his life, he did the most meaningful thing in his life, rescuing the child who fell into the water, and it was this incident that made that day the last day of his life, when he pushed the child ashore, he died with leg cramps and honorable death.

"I don't want to die!"

Nanhe University of Communication and Communication, a quiet music classroom suddenly sounded a heart-rending cry, the feelings contained in this shout are really sad and the listeners cry, but unfortunately after this shout, it is not sympathetic comfort, but a loud laugh after a short silence.

Ye Feng opened his eyes in this laughter, but everything in front of him made him suspect that he was dreaming, this was a classroom that made him feel extremely familiar, every face around him was so kind and unfamiliar, some of them still remembered their names, some of them had been forgotten by him, but he was sure that they were his classmates, classmates from more than ten years ago.

Wait, aren't you drowning and hanging? Yes, I must be dreaming now, my real self may have been rescued, and I would probably be lying in a hospital bed somewhere.

But this dream is too real, look at the old man on the podium, his face is red and his neck is thick, and he is trembling all over, isn't it just a dream, you are always a trick in our dreams, as for being so serious?

Just when Ye Feng admired the dedication of the old man, Wang Chaolin, a professor of the Music Department of Nanhe University of Communication and a piano teacher, was angry.

"You, that's you, you get out of here!"

Wang Chaolin is really angry, he is one of the few first-level professors in Nanhe Media College, usually the students take his class which one is not like a good baby, but today there is someone who is so nonsense in his class, if it is not for his identity, he would want to go up and slap that troublemaker twice.

Ye Feng looked at the angry Wang Chaolin, instinctively feeling that something was wrong, that Wang Chaolin's voice was too clear, and even his roar came out of the surrounding speakers, shaking his eardrums a little painful.

Hurt!

Ye Feng's hairs stood up in an instant, his eyes and mouth widened involuntarily, it hurt, this is not what you should feel in a dream, yes, it hurts, the sound from the speaker really shook the eardrums.

Ignoring Wang Chaolin, who was getting more and more angry, Ye Feng subconsciously reached out and twisted his thighs fiercely.

It hurts, it hurts!

This confirmation made Ye Feng a little overwhelmed, he would be in pain, everything felt real, everything in front of him was happening, so what did this mean?

I have crossed, I have crossed, or I have been reborn!

Thinking of rebirth, Ye Feng's breathing became short, he is a person with a story, but his story is full of regrets, he has been a gentleman, he once gave up on himself, the most prodigal son turned back, and his life was not good, if everything could be done again, he didn't want this story to happen at all, he would rather be a person without a story.

He had prayed countless times that everything could be done again, and now, it seemed that God had really given him a chance to do it again.

Ye Feng was excited, he was a little trembling with excitement, he was a little carried away with excitement, and he was excited to ignore the roaring Wang Chaolin.

"Pull him out of the hole for me, pull him out of the hole for me!"

Wang Chaolin's face was already blue with anger, and a group of students didn't dare to continue watching the excitement, and several boys sitting next to Ye Feng hurriedly got up and picked up Ye Feng, who was still smirking, and dragged him out of the classroom.

"Dude, Old Man Wang really doesn't want to offend, so you can do it yourself."

Several boys put Ye Feng at the door of the classroom and hurriedly ran back to the classroom.

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to what the others said, until now his brain was still buzzing, he slowly sat on the ground against the wall, thinking about his past and present lives.

The childhood life was very ordinary, his father made a fortune in business when he was a teenager, and then he became a rich second generation like a third-rate script, he wanted to be a star after graduating from high school, although his father strongly opposed his almost unrealistic dream, but in the end he still did not screw him, spent money to find a relationship, and got him into a well-known art college, that is, this Nanhe University of Media and Communication.

After entering the college, he did not study hard, and later his father's business failed and went bankrupt, he gave up on himself even more, and continued to repeat grades, and then his father died early due to overwork, and under the stimulation of the loss of his loved ones, Ye Feng suddenly woke up to the prodigal son and turned back, not only helped his mother shoulder the burden of life, but also graduated from the college with excellent grades.

But the reality is cruel, Ye Feng did not soar into the sky after graduation, he has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, and in the end he is still a little person at the bottom.

Thinking back on his life, Ye Feng's face was already covered with tears, he really left too many regrets in his life, especially the death of his father, which was a wound that could never heal, and today, he finally had the opportunity to rewrite all this.

He was reborn, he came back, he wanted to change, change his father's fate, change his own fate, change his mother's fate, change his sister's fate, change the fate of the whole family!

In this life, he wants to make up for all his regrets!

In this life, he wants his family to live the happiest life!

In this life, he wants to realize his dream!

In this life, he wants to live an extremely wonderful life!

Change fate, from today, he has to remember today.

February 28, 2014!??

Ye Feng suddenly froze there, his eyes staring at the date displayed on his mobile phone, and he couldn't move a single inch.

Boom, Ye Feng's brain was blown up blank, February 28, 2014, how is this possible, it was clearly this day before he was reborn, and now he is back twelve years ago, how can it still be this day??

It's messy, Ye Feng is even a little flustered and overwhelmed, is he really dreaming? A painful dream? Impossible, everything in front of him is so real, these senses are not in dreams, but who can tell him what is going on?

Breathe, breathe, take a deep breath, although more than ten years of crawling and rolling in the entertainment industry have not made him famous, but he is not as unbearable as a fledgling hairy guy, and reluctantly suppressed the shock in his heart, he slammed open the door of the classroom, rushed to a boy in the front row, grabbed his neck, and asked with red eyes: "Tell me, what year, month and day is today?" ”

The boy was frightened by Ye Feng's madman-like behavior, and hurriedly said after a few shuddering: "February 28, 2014." ”

"And who is the president of the United States now?" Ye Feng continued to stare and asked.

"Baru." The boy hurriedly replied.

"What about the mayor of the city?" Ye Feng had already vaguely guessed a possibility.

"Li tomorrow." The boy found that the other party's expression was no longer so manic, and he suddenly spoke a lot more sharply.

Bang!

Ye Feng let go of the boy's neck, and the boy sat back in the chair, and then he looked at Ye Feng with psychotic eyes, and the rest of the people in the classroom also came back to their senses at this time, the students all looked like hell, and Wang Chaolin on the podium was completely furious, but before he could roar at Ye Feng, Ye Feng rushed out of the classroom like the wind, leaving only a back for Wang Chaolin and the students.

American President Balu, Mayor Li Mingming, this world is obviously not the world he is familiar with, he is very likely not to be simply reborn, he should have crossed into a parallel world world, this world is very similar to the previous world, but there are also many differences, how big the difference is, it needs to be further confirmed.

Rushing all the way downstairs, Ye Feng rushed into the security room without saying a word, there was a TV here, which was one of the fastest channels to learn about the world.

Ignoring the security guard's psychopathic gaze, he grabbed the remote control and began to watch the show and change the channel, Ye Feng was more and more surprised, it seems that all the big names in this world are different from what he knew in his previous life, even the entertainment stars are unfamiliar faces, the songs they sing, the movies they act, he has never heard of them at all.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ye Feng's mind, making his whole body tremble with excitement, there may not be the Four Heavenly Kings of Xiangjiang in this world, there may not be Michael Jackson, the dancing king of the world, there may be no big director Spielberg in this world, and there may not be any big stars in this world who are familiar in his previous life.

What's more, there may never be those amazing works of big stars in this world!

If that's really the case, then this world is his world world, Ye Feng's world world.

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