"Su Zu, Su Zu, wake up ......"

It seemed that after a long nightmare, a voice kept ringing in his ears, and he raised his head in a haze, and in a slightly trance of sight, a blue figure swayed in front of him.

"Su Zu, hurry up, it's time for physical education class." The blue figure seemed to be a little impatient and nudged him.

His unfocused gaze gradually pulled back, fell on the figure in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Standing in front of him was a round-faced teenager, with dark skin and slightly burnt yellow hair sticking to his head, because he was a little fat, and his blue school uniform was also rounded.

Some are strange, and some are familiar.

Peng ...... Peng Cheng? He shouted subconsciously.

The boy suddenly was his best junior high school classmate, and he remembered that the last time they met was the winter after his accident, when Peng Cheng had already made a fortune with a big belly, and he came to visit him afterwards after hearing about him.

From beginning to end, the two didn't say much, but silently left 2,000 yuan next to his bed before leaving, and then took his wife and children to other places.

It was at this moment that he realized that the environment he was in was actually in an old classroom.

Raise your head to see that both sides are surrounded by some gray white walls, there are four long-axis fluorescent lights hanging from the ceiling above, and at the top of the front is the red slogan "Study hard, go up every day", below the slogan is a blackboard more than two meters long and one meter wide, and you can vaguely see the chalk handwriting that has not been wiped clean, in front of the blackboard is a half-person-high brown wooden podium, and there are a few rare mottled paint.

The small classroom is densely packed with dozens of desks and stools, making the already limited space more and more crowded.

"This is the junior high school classroom I used to have?!" He couldn't tell if it was a dream or a reality.

"Su Zu, you are sleepy, hurry up and go to physical education class."

The round-faced young man pushed him, saw that he was sober, and pulled him to stand up from his seat, "Don't be in a daze, today is Lao Ao's physical education class, and you will be punished if you go late." ”

"Physical education class? Old Ao? ”

He was a little confused, these words sounded very unfamiliar to him, but he seemed to have a little impression.

Smack!

Pulled by the round-faced young man, he didn't stand firm, and accidentally kicked the long wooden bench under him. The kind of bench with a thick wooden board and four legs, which is hard and sturdy. After kicking, his body shook, he stumbled slightly, and subconsciously supported the table with his hand, and stood firm again.

Wait a minute!

Am I standing up?

Su Zu's eyes widened, and he stiffened his body for a second before he slowly lowered his head, and what he saw was a pair of washed blue school pants and a pair of white pull-back sneakers with raw edges.

The memory seems to be a long time ago, and there are only two blue and white school uniforms, and they have been worn repeatedly all the time.

This pair of pull-back sneakers was a gift that his mother bought for him when he was just in junior high school. His family is in the countryside, and before he worked, his family conditions had always been subsistence, and the tuition fee of 300 yuan for the first year of junior high school was still borrowed. When he was in junior high school that year, his mother was afraid that he would be laughed at by his classmates if he wore the old green liberation shoes again, so she picked tea for two days at the tea farm before buying it for him.

His middle school years have always been very well protected, because the sneakers are white, and every time they are washed and dried, they are covered with white paper, so they are afraid that the upper of the shoes will turn yellow.

The memory of the shoes was fleeting, and his attention quickly stayed on his legs.

Standing firmly on the ground with two feet, it was not at all in the last dark memory, and no matter how hard he tried or external stimuli, he was unconscious.

In that nightmare and painful memory, three years of struggling in a hospital bed and a wheelchair, such great pain and despair, no more important than a healthy body.

Countless nights of sighing and struggling, the lower half of the body is permanently paralyzed, and if you haven't lost it, who can understand that feeling?

And at this moment, even if he didn't have to look, he clearly felt that his legs were back, he could easily arch his instep, move his toes, and even with a little effort, every muscle on his thighs and calves could collapse tightly, which was extremely natural.

Looking at the strange and familiar surroundings around him, feeling the vigorous vitality and seemingly endless energy coming from his body, he stood there and suddenly grinned.

"I'm back, back to when I was fifteen and in my third year of junior high school."

Through? Rebirth?

In the most difficult days of his life, in order to anesthetize himself and escape from reality, he watched a lot of online novels, movies and television, many of which talked about being reborn and returning to the past, and now it really happened to him.

"You took the wrong medicine, Su Zu, what are you smiling, hurry up!"

The round-faced young man standing on the side looked at his dead friend, stood stupidly in place and smirked, touched his thighs and calves from time to time, and jumped up and down there, his expression was a little speechless.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Peng Cheng shook his head, twisted his slightly chubby body, and walked out of the classroom quickly.

When Su Zu came back to his senses, he found that the classroom was empty, and subconsciously followed out of the classroom.

Outside the classroom, the sun shines brightly, with long flower beds and rough and mottled cement aisles.

Su Zu stood under the shade trees next to the flower garden, the sky was blue and shining, the skewed sunlight shone on the buildings and various plants and trees near and far, and in the aisle next to him, there were teenagers and girls playing in twos and in twos from time to time.

This is my middle school, Yangxin Middle School.

Bell Bell Bell –

A rapid electric bell rang, and the students, who were still slowly hanging outside, drilled into their respective classrooms like ducks that had been twisted and returned to their nests.

"Physical education class?"

A few minutes after the electric bell rang, Su Zu remembered what Peng Cheng had just said, and followed those yellowed memories and walked outside.

Yangxin Middle School is a town-run public middle school in Wuxing County, with only three grades of junior high school, and the actual implementation of the country's nine-year compulsory education is opened. If you want to go to high school, you have to go to the county seat of Wuxing County.

At the beginning of the 2000s, the conditions of township middle schools could not keep up, and Wuxing County itself was a poor county among the rare developed coastal provinces. In his previous life, in Su Zu's memory, until more than ten years after he graduated, except for one more teaching building, there was no big change.

There are two playgrounds in Yangxin Middle School, one is a basketball court in the middle of several dormitories in the school, which is a concrete floor, where the whole school has meetings or shows movies. Another large playground is a large walled open space next to the campus facing the river.

Su Zu walked out along the corridor of the two rows of classrooms, passing through two large iron doors that had been rusted, and the vision in front of him suddenly widened.

A large area of sandy land comes into view, and in the bright sunlight, it is slightly dizzy. At the farthest end is a high barrage with various high and low railings erected along the wall.

As soon as he walked into the playground, Su Zu saw the male and female students lined up in a queue from a distance, and standing at the front of the line was a tall boy, who was taking the lead in warming up with his hands and feet.

Next to the boy, standing was a strong man with a beard, holding a folder in his hand, a black short-sleeved shirt held tightly by bulging muscles.

"Su Zu is here."

In the crowd that was warming up, a sharp-eyed boy suddenly shouted when he saw Su Zu.

For a while, more than fifty eyes of the class fell on him.

Su Zu's expression was calm, and he subconsciously thought that if it was his previous self, I am afraid that this would be looked at by so many people, and it should not be embarrassing. It's just that in the next ten years, he has been running around for more than ten years, running business, giving speeches, and holding classes, and his mentality has been practiced without panic. Not to mention a group of junior high school students staring at him, even the venue with thousands of people can take half an hour off the script.

The line of more than 50 people was divided into four rows, with girls in the front two rows and boys in the back. In the team of boys in the rear, Su Zu saw Peng Cheng's round body at a glance, and he was squeezing his eyebrows at him, looking narrow. There are also a few boys who shake their waists and twist their buttocks, and they laugh with gloating expressions on their faces.

Su Zu saw these immature faces, most of them didn't remember the names very well, it had been almost twenty years and there had been no intersection, at first glance they were familiar, but only a few of the names came to mind.

The leader should be named Guo Wenxu, a representative of the sports department, a big man who is quite loyal, and seems to have participated in the county games with himself.

The strong man with the beard is Ao Dingping, a physical education teacher, who has instructed himself in high jump and running, and looks like a very rough man, but his voice is a little shrill and thin, and most boys call him Lao Ao in private.

"Ao ...... Teacher Ao ...... I'm late."

Su Zu walked in front of Ao Dingping, maybe he wasn't quite used to it, and he said it a little bit.

"Go run a lap or two, and then come back and talk to me."

Ao Dingping glanced at Su Zu, put the folder in his hand behind him, and said lightly with his chin raised.

"Uh......"

Su Zu was slightly stunned for a moment, this nose was gray, and he didn't feel embarrassed with the face he had trained later, just a strong man with a big beard, and that arrogant demeanor couldn't help but make him feel a little funny in his heart.

"Hahaha...... Su Zu, let you sleep in the classroom. ”

In the team of the third (third) class of junior high school who was warming up, when he heard Ao Dingping's words, he cheered and burst into laughter. The boys grin and gloat, and the girls also purse their lips and snicker.

"Teacher Ao, how can 400 meters be enough, how can it be 1,000 meters......"

"Su Zu may have run, not more runs, he can't move."

Su Zu looked at the boys and girls who were coaxing, and he didn't feel ashamed, but he missed such a young age a little. After all, psychologically and ideologically, he is already a weird man in his thirties.

It's been a long time, my junior high school friends.

Penalty for running for being late, this is a feature of Ao Dingping's physical education class. Many students in township middle schools have poor discipline, and in the past few years, it has been the time when the Hong Kong and Taiwan Tricky Boy videos are popular, and students are gangs and social gangsters, and there are often skipping classes and being late for physical education class.

Ao Dingping is basically a measure for this situation, and he is punished for running.

Su Zu actually understood in his heart that although it was a penalty run, from the perspective of a physical education teacher, teenagers have no time limit, in fact, running two or three laps is a warm-up exercise.

Su Zu lowered his head and tied his shoelaces, and on the cinder track, he started running, and the sound of footsteps rattled.

His junior high school sports performance is still very good among his peers, he won the second place in the 100-meter sprint and the first place in the high jump in the school games, and he also participated in the county games and won the rankings. Later, when I was in high school, I once considered practicing physical education to be a sports student, but finally gave up because of my family's opposition.

The playground track at Yangxin Middle School is paved with cinders, and in 2001 a township middle school was almost like that.

The large playground is not small because it is enclosed by a large piece of sandy farmland by the river. However, due to financial problems, only two runways were designed, a straight track that crosses both ends of the entire playground, about 120 or 30 meters, of which 60 or 70 meters are paved with cinders, and the rest are hard mud ground. The other slightly decent, cinder-paved track is the two-hundred-meter circular track that Su Zu is running now.

Su Zu ran slowly along the runway, feeling the young and healthy body that he had never experienced later, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart.

Just as he had run a lap or so, an abrupt "+0.1% Potential" symbol flashed in front of him, and a transparent square loomed into view.