Chapter 1: A Long Dream (Ask for Recommendations)

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It is located in Maohe Township, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides, like a groove, and Maohe Nationality Middle School.

Noon during the day.

"Ding, ding, ding, it's time for class, you've worked hard, teacher!" With the long bell ringing of the end of class.

In class 145 on the third floor of the teaching building, the quiet classroom sounded the noisy chatter of students for a moment, and some students walked out of the classroom with joy.

On an inconspicuous desk in the classroom, Huang Haibin was lying on it and falling asleep peacefully.

The noise around him woke Huang Haibin on the desk, and he raised his head and opened his eyes in a daze.

On the chubby face, the right cheek became red from lying on his stomach for a long time, and a trace of sparkling saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth on the gray and white cuffs.

A pair of piercing eyes looked at everything around him suspiciously.

There was a "click", accompanied by a dazzling white light.

Huang Haibin looked up and saw the girl diagonally opposite him holding her mobile phone in both hands and smirking at him.

Huang Haibin just looked at her blankly, and a name familiar to him that he could never forget in his life came out of his mind: Sun Huimin.

Her long black hair was tied up with a headband and draped over her right shoulder.

The long hair with oblique bangs almost covers half of the cheeks.

There are two curved eyelashes under the holy forehead and a small and delicate nose.

A pair of big eyes that seemed to be able to speak looked at him with a dodgy gaze, and his round face was a hint of crimson, like a ripe apple.

It seems to be hiding his shyness, and it seems to attract his attention.

Sun Huimin raised his slender hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Oh, are you stupid?" A charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ahh Nope! Huang Haibin replied casually.

At this time, his head was swollen and painful, and his consciousness was still on the verge of blurring.

Raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he had been lying on his stomach for too long, and there was a feeling of soreness and numbness in his arm.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to make himself sober.

He remembers attending a company's new mobile phone launch.

The company invited people to do an on-site test and then fill out an on-site evaluation report.

In the press conference, the person in charge said even more arrogantly that as long as the evaluation meets their requirements, they can get a new mobile phone for free.

And beyond their evaluation requirements, there was a mysterious big gift, and the whole press conference site was boiling.

Huang Haibin is not very interested in taking the new mobile phone for free, because he has already experienced it several times in the experience store and paid the pre-sale fee.

He was more curious about what that mysterious gift was. Driven by curiosity, he put 12 points of thought into the evaluation report, where is the experience? Those areas that need to be improved and improved are clearly written.

In the end, he was lucky enough to get the mysterious gift.

Led by the staff, I walked into a closed room on all sides, where there was a simple large bed and nothing else.

When he arrived in the room, the staff took his fingerprints and left for a while, handing him a transparent mobile phone when he returned.

Huang Haibin looked at the mobile phone in his hand made of transparent material, and he could clearly see his fingers in his hand, as if he was holding a piece of glass.

And the boot is powered on with fingerprints, and there is not a single button on the upper and lower parts of the fuselage, nor does it have any jack.

According to the staff, the mobile phone itself comes with solar charging and inductive charging, as long as the mobile phone is placed in a place with electricity and a place with sun, the mobile phone can be automatically charged.

As long as the facial recognition authentication is completed, the mobile phone will automatically generate a number that belongs to you, and there is no need to use a calling card at all.

In addition, the staff also introduced a lot of them, all of which are how to use this mobile phone and what functions it has.

However, Huang Haibin couldn't listen to it anymore, and looked at the mobile phone in his hand that he had only seen on the Internet, and he didn't know how many times more advanced than the new product on sale.

Holding it in his hand made him have a delusion, and he fell into ecstasy, thinking that this was the mysterious gift this time.

However, the staff told him that it was not, and that the phone was not just a small giveaway for this gift.

He estimated the price of the phone, which was at least six figures or more.

This is no longer something that ordinary people can afford, and the mobile phone that can cover his salary for a year is just a small giveaway.

He was even more interested in the next gift, but the staff asked him a question.

"If you were given a chance to travel back in time for you to change yourself, when would you travel to?"

After asking this question, the staff told him to rest in bed with this question, and to think about a specific point in which year, month, time, minute and second he traveled.

When you wake up, you'll tell him what the mystery gift is? After explaining the staff, when he walked out, he pulled the door by the way.

Huang Haibin, who has long been controlled by desire, cares about 3721, thinking about when he will travel to the past if he travels to the past?

With this question, I lay on the bed with my phone in my arms and fell asleep deeply.

With a "snap", the sound of the book tapping on the back of his head sounded, and there was an intimate contact between his forehead and the desktop, which brought Huang Haibin's thoughts back to reality where he didn't know where to fly.

Looking at the familiar smiles of his classmates and the familiar class, Huang Haibin only felt that he had had a long, long dream, and the things in the dream were so real.

"What do you think? I don't even know when I'm in class," with the smell of smoke blowing in my face.

There was a smell of smoke and it was very noisy, and when I thought about it with my toes, I knew that it was Wan Shiping, rubbed the back of my head that was slightly painful, and looked to the right in annoyance, as for what Wan Shiping said, he didn't hear clearly.

I saw Wan Shiping wearing a colorful dress, a slipper on his feet, standing straight, holding an extracurricular book behind his back with his left hand, and his unruly face was looking at him with a wicked smile.

The classmates next to him looked at him even more frantically.

Huang Haibin, who was about to get angry, was kicked at his feet again, he was crazy, Temodi, what's wrong today?

Although he usually likes to play around with people, he really isn't in the mood today!

Brushed his head around, looked up slightly, and saw the girl standing opposite him looking at him with an angry face, 1.7 meters tall, one of the tallest heights in the class.

Huang Haibin couldn't see her face without looking up, her short ponytail was tied behind her, and she walked and flicked it, like the tails of those birds flying in the sky.

Huang Hai is happy, hey! You still have a reason to provoke me: "Team Leader Long Ling, is there something wrong with you?"

Words popped out from between his teeth, and he stared at Long Ling opposite.

Long Ling pursed her cherry lips and didn't answer him, just kept winking at her.

Usually sharp-tongued team leaders also have times when they are dumb? Why does she keep blinking? Sand in your eyes?

There were countless question marks popping up in Huang Haibin's mind.

Just out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the classmates in the class were standing, but he was the only one who sat in stark contrast to the people in the class.

Ay! That's not right! Why is the class so quiet? Why are they all standing?

"Huang Haibin, it's quite comfortable to do!" An untimely voice rang out.

Huang Haibin didn't bother to look at it, and pouted casually: "It's uncomfortable to sit, doesn't it hurt to stand up?"

Looking at the desk, there were thick books piled up in front of the desk, and a transparent glass was lying quietly in the corner of the desk, and Huang Haibin was completely stunned on the spot.

Isn't this the mysterious gift he got during the test in his dream, why is it here? Is all this true? Why do you remember things in dreams so clearly? This is something that has never happened before.

Hearing Huang Haibin's words, the teacher's face on the podium darkened, but he still forcibly pulled a smile on his face and walked towards Huang Haibin's seat.

Seeing this smile and this move, the classmates subconsciously lowered their heads, and mourned for Huang Haibin for three minutes in their hearts, not daring to look at Huang Haibin again, but just looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

The sound of "kicking and staring" high heels hitting the ground was getting closer and closer to Huang Haibin, and Huang Haibin was unaware.

Just looking at the phone on the desktop and falling into deep thought, he determined that the era he was in now was 2010, which belonged to the first semester of the third year of junior high school, and he was just 14 years old.

But what he wasn't sure was whether he was reborn or crossed? What had happened before was not something he naively thought was a dream.

Suddenly, there was a strange sensation in the left ear, and then the ear was rotated 180 degrees, and the tingling sensation instantly transmitted to your brain, and was lifted from the seat by a slender hand, and Huang Haibin shouted in his mouth: "It hurts!" It hurts! Let it go".

A unique perfume smell came into his nostrils, and Huang Haibin took a greedy breath.

Turning her head, she saw a well-dressed melon seed face, her lips were painted with thick lipstick, her short hair dyed orange, and she was one meter six or six or seven tall.

"Hah! It turned out to be Miss Meng! Huang Haibin snorted, this is Meng Xueqing, the English teacher in their class.

When she came to teach Class 145, she had a rule that she could only speak English when she was late during class and after class.

In short, try to speak English when talking to her, she said that this will help improve the students' speaking skills.

"You still know me! I thought you had forgotten about me! Meng Xueqing looked at him with a smile, and the strength in his hand had no intention of relaxing, but Huang Haibin felt ill-intentioned no matter how he looked at this smile.

"Hehe, how dare you? Forget that no one can get you, teacher! Besides, you're so beautiful, I can't forget even if I want to! After speaking, he looked at Meng Xueqing with squinted eyes with a smile, and spread his hands helplessly, expressing his helplessness.

In fact, he wanted to cry, Meng Xueqing didn't let go, he had to hang like this all the time, it didn't matter if he was uncomfortable or not, the key was pain!

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