Wu Yi is a female editor of the current affairs department, 31 or 2 years old, who has been in the newspaper for 3 years, and I heard that she has not signed a labor contract, no insurance provident fund, no year-end bonus, and even some small benefits that she usually has.

Looking at the glamorous newspaper office is becoming more and more impersonal, it is obviously a sunset industry that leaks everywhere, but it always has an inexplicable sense of superiority. If it is said that the store is bullying people, it is only bullying people who have no roots and no bottom and can come in, and the life of inbreeding people is called a comfortable life. In a newspaper group, there are only 300 front-line editorial staff for several newspapers, but nearly 2,000 people receive money for food and welfare.

Wu Yi admires the tenacity of the female editor and sympathizes with her, because if it was 10 years earlier, her patience would have been valuable, but it is difficult to say now.

"After reading it, I just asked the group moderator to take it back and change it."

Wu Yihao, who sat back in his seat, couldn't enter the review state for a while, and he thought about what was the point of the female editor staying here? I also thought that if I continued to work here, even if the newspaper was not yellow, I would definitely not live to be 65 years old when I stayed up late every day.

It's already 1 a.m.

The whole city is silent, except for the occasional whizzing of dirt cars.

There is no light in the surrounding buildings, except for the 5th floor where Jiading Daily is located, which is still brightly lit.

It's almost done, and then you just need to pay attention to the changes. Wu Yi leaned back in his chair as relaxed as he could, listening to music with his eyes closed.

Except for one who can still receive a salary as usual when he takes sick leave all year round, the hobbies of the four reviewers are completely different.

When he is free, the eldest Wang likes to play mahjong on the computer, Lao Li likes to study lottery charts, Lao Jiang likes to watch TV series, in the early years, Wu Yi likes to watch American dramas, and later he gets tired of watching it, so he listens to songs with a headset with excellent effect. Watching American dramas and listening to English songs night after night, plus Sun Xin, who taught English at the university, made his English level not too degraded compared to when he was in college, and many English songs were sung very slippery.

Wu Yi's habit of listening to songs has caused some editors and group editors a headache, because he also listens to it when he is reviewing, so whoever wants to use an internal line to find him, he often can't hear it, and he has to come to him.

Song Ming, the chief editor of the editor-in-chief's office, had already smoked half a pack of cigarettes in one night, and he still wanted to smoke it. This time the subway special issue, Song Ming took 5 editions, although a week in advance began to be written, the leaders also reviewed several times, the title shrunk from 24 to 20 and then to 16, but on the last day, it was still adjusting the horizontal and vertical masthead.

Song Ming, who is less than 40 years old and has very little hair, feels very tired, and he can't bear it without smoking to refresh himself. Seeing Wu Yi leaning back on a chair and listening to songs, Song Ming went over to wake him up and glanced in the direction of the smoking room.

Lighting a cigarette, Song Ming took a deep breath and said, "It's too early today, it's been 4 or 5 days, it's really hard!" A few more times like this, I doubt I'll die suddenly one day. ”

Wu Yi took the cigarette, didn't light it, just pinched it back and forth, looked at the street lamp outside the window and said: "This is only Line 1 and 2, didn't you make the version of the master plan?" There are also lines 3, 4 and 5 in the back...... Even if there is no subway, it rains heavily, snows heavily, and winds blowing, when does it not work overtime? ”

Song Ming snuffed out the cigarette that he had only taken a few puffs, put it back into the cigarette case and said, "Yes, the subway is better, it's not disgusting to do." I really can't stand those things, heavy rain can pull the city civilization, heavy snow can pull the city power, strong wind can pull the city warmth, how can such a good city still have a brain drain, ranking low in the same level of cities? The people we make up are disgusted like this, what do you say the people who watch it are disgusting? ”

Wu Yi glanced at the door of the smoking room and said, "Be quiet, the editor-in-chief is here today." ”

Song Ming "cut": "If I hadn't had a child a few years earlier, I would definitely quit." Hey, you also saw the subway route plan map on my version, if we had seen this thing 10 years earlier, no, 5 years earlier, buy two houses around the subway entrance, whether it is sold or rented, do we still use this lamp every day to boil oil? ”

"Di", Wu Yi's mobile phone came with a text message.

It's Sun Xin.

"Uncle, I'll sleep first, come back and drive to pay attention to safety."

Sun Xin and Wu Yi are the same age, the two met in 2009 in a chance meeting, and then were surprised to find that they were actually alumni of the class of 2001, and then miraculously became partners. Married for more than 4 years, the two respect and love each other, and they are a model couple in the circle of friends.

Sun Xin often watches some Korean dramas, because Wu Yi's facial features, figure and temperament are eight points similar to the "uncle" in a Korean drama.

At 2 a.m., it was almost over. The editor-in-chief on duty reminds the review department to go through it one last time.

"Version 1 is fine!"

"Version 2 is fine!"

"Version 3 is fine!"

……

"Version 11 is fine!"

"Version 12 is fine!"

……

"The subway special issue is fine!"

At 2:15 a.m., the sample was cleared.

Driving home in the middle of the night, there are few cars on the road, and it doesn't take more than 20 minutes. The subway special is finally over, and Wu Yi should have been more relaxed, but sitting in the car, he always felt a little bored.

Maybe it's been too much pressure lately.

Turn on the music, Shinedown's "Miracle" floats out, this is Wu Yi's habit, drive at night to play some refreshing rock songs, not easy to get sleepy. In his car, there were two bands' albums, one Shinedown and the other Nickelback. Wu Yi has decided to take Sun Xin on the weekend, call a few friends, and go to KTV to sing for a night.

Wu Yi only discovered that he had a talent for singing after working. In the first few years, he was unhappy at work and under great pressure, so he used singing to relieve pressure, and sometimes he went alone before getting married, singing what song was high, and he couldn't sing hard, and he shouted that he was hypoxic several times, until one time somehow, as if he suddenly opened a trick, and realized a pronunciation skill. Later, at the party organized by the newspaper trade union, he swept all walks of life within the group and several strong foreign aid with high-pitched songs for 3 consecutive years, and won the first prize of 10,000 yuan for 3 consecutive years, which became his first fund to buy a car.

When I was about to get home, I was in a car accident.

An off-road and a taxi collided badly at the intersection, the off-road vehicle was fine, and the people in the taxi were visually choked. Wu Yi slowed down and looked at the rearview mirror silently, thinking about the impermanence of life. Counting half a layman, he silently recited more than a dozen times the "Nan Wu Great Wish Jizo King Bodhisattva" to pray for the blessings of the two people in the car, and also calmed his heart.

When he returned home, perhaps because of the car accident, Wu Yi didn't feel sleepy at all. Help Sun Xin cover the towel quilt, tiptoe to close the bedroom door, after a simple wash, lean on the sofa, turn on the TV, press mute, and quietly watch the TV screen change silently.

"Hum", tinnitus again.

Wu Yi suddenly felt that he was in a strange state, the various perceptions of his body shrank back into his body like a tide, the TV picture gradually slowed down, every mouth shape and every movement of the characters in it seemed to use a special effect of 10 times deceleration, and the picture gradually became only black and white, and then everything in front of him seemed to lower the resolution and gradually became blurry. He felt as if he had floated for a moment, and then for a moment, and then he had actually floated.

Chapter 0002 is 48 days away from the college entrance examination

It seems to have a good night's sleep that I haven't slept in a long time.

It's warm, it's the feeling of the sun shining on your body.

"Sunshine? What time is it? ”

Wu Yi's consciousness suddenly became clear, but the strange thing was that his body didn't seem to listen to the command. The brain transmits instructions over and over again, and it takes many times for the hands and legs to feel connected to the brain. It's a strange feeling, but it's real.

"Huh?" What is my sleeping position?

Fell asleep sitting on the couch? Did Sang-so help me to bed? No, I feel like I'm lying on the table.

Open! Open! Why can't I open my eyes?

There's a voice.

It was very noisy, from far to near, the sound of a group of people going up the stairs, the sound of the door opening, the sound of tables and chairs colliding, and the sound of incoherent conversations for a while...... After the door opened, the surroundings fell silent, as if rehearsed.

Wu Yi continued to struggle to control his body, and he was really curious where he was now.

A middle-aged female voice came into Wu Yi's ears.

"Students, class! Let's open the 23rd set of mock questions, Huanggang Mock (3) ......"

"Whoa" was surrounded by the sound of turning paper. Someone behind him whispered, "Hey, did you do it?" I didn't do it, I'll tell you the answer later. ”

"Smack" Someone on the right patted Wu Yi's shoulder with his hand, "Don't sleep, it's time for class." ”

The middle-aged female voice sounded again, "Start with the first question, Xu Bing, start with you and turn back." After a pause, the female voice said in an accentuated tone: "The classmates who are still lying on their stomachs hurry up." ”

The person on the right pushed Wu Yi again, and he seemed to have suddenly opened up the acupuncture points that had been pointed, and Huo Ran sat up.

In front of me is a strange and familiar classroom, and the woman standing on the podium should be surnamed Chen, and the surname Chen should be taught geography.

The person who filmed himself just now, Guo Dong!

Why are you here? Dreaming? Wu Yi pinched himself hard, it hurts! Pinch again, it hurts!

Guo Dong looked at Wu Yi with the eyes of a fool and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Did you go to Big Eyes last night? ”

Big eyes? Wu Yi remembered that this was the name of an Internet café he often went to in his third year of high school.

Is this my former senior high school class?

Wu Yi suddenly noticed that in the upper left corner of the blackboard in front of him, there were a few words written on them, the smaller ones were: "There is still the college entrance examination away", and the big characters were "48 days!! ”

One by one, the students in the class stood up and read the questions and answers with their papers, what monsoons, what ocean currents, what northern hemisphere......

Wu Yisoul sat unsettlingly, with a geography book he opened at random in front of him, and sat until noon after school.

There were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, and in the end, only Wu Yi was left. He picked up a small mirror that a female classmate casually placed on the table, and in the mirror it was indeed himself, but much younger. I rolled up the sleeve of my left hand, and I didn't see the burn scar on my wrist from learning to cook after I got married.

The physical touch and the chain of thoughts are extremely clear, and Wu Yi can be sure that he is not in a dream. If it weren't in a dream, there could only be one explanation for everything in front of me, and the soul returned to 2001, his senior year of high school, and there were 48 days before the college entrance examination.

Damn! There are still 48 days to take the college entrance examination, two months earlier or two months late, but now I am like this, how to take the exam? What to take? What should I do if I don't do well in the exam

Let's go home for lunch first.

Wu Yi, who walked to the bicycle shed, suddenly made a difficulty, he found the car keys in his trouser pocket, but he couldn't remember what his bicycle looked like. Fortunately, many students have already ridden away. According to his vague memory, when he tried the fourth car, Wu Yi found his bicycle.

Wu Yi's house is a bungalow with a single courtyard, the house is more than 140 square meters, and there is a small vegetable garden in front of the house. Because his parents were laid off, he remembers that a few months after he went to college, his family sold the house and changed to a house of more than 40 square meters, and used the money from the sale to support his college education.

At that time, Wu Yi didn't know that he wouldn't be able to return to this house after reporting in his freshman year, and after being drunk a few times, he really missed the days in this house.

Pushing open the gate and putting away the bicycle, Wu Yi suddenly felt a sense of homesickness.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

The parents didn't notice anything unusual about Wu Yi. Looking at his parents' much younger faces, Wu Yi didn't dare to say much, and kept burying his head in eating, for fear that he would not be able to answer anything.

After lunch, Wu Yi went to his room to lie down for 30 minutes according to the habit of his junior year of high school. Lying on the hard single bed, looking at the celebrity posters posted on the walls around him, he began to think about what he would do next.

Wu Yi has experimented several times, and he found that his memories are all memories before he was reborn, that is, the yesterday he remembers now is the yesterday when he worked the night shift to review manuscripts and drove home and encountered a car accident, not his own yesterday in 2001. He can now remember some of the headlines in the Jiading Daily on August 13, 2014, but he has no idea what the teacher led him to review yesterday.