He wanted to study hard, but he really missed too many classes, he could still listen to Chinese classes, math classes and English classes, it was like meeting a natural enemy, even if he stood up, he could fall asleep.

I could see that the five of us shook our heads in unison.

[There are still 70 days left before the college entrance examination.] ]

Zhang San skipped class again, Teacher Lin was very disappointed, Zhang San's parents were also disappointed, and the five of us ...... To be expected.

He quit the net, switched to drinking, and asked with some hope: "Since you are from the future, what ......?"

"What?"

"Do you know what lottery winning numbers, or college entrance exam answers or whatever?"

“…… No, I'm already dead, and people die like lights go out, so naturally they don't remember anything. ”

"Then why did you find me, I'm just a piece of mud! It's not worth your attention. "He was a little drunk, his yellow hair was unkempt, like a chicken nest, his eyes were red, and he couldn't see clearly in the dark, and he didn't know whether he cried or not.

"Because, I am the future you."

I was a little shocked, and then I felt that the logic made sense. For me, it's like watching a movie that I'm involved in, even though my teammates are a bit foggy.

"You liar!" Zhang San didn't believe it, smashed the beer bottle, picked up the glass slag and scratched it on his hand.

I heard a male voice hiss, "You're so ruthless." ”

As if he had seen something unbelievable, he said, "Are you really me?" ”

The male voice didn't speak, but I think Zhang San had understood the authenticity of the answer.

"If you don't work hard, why should you make me work hard!" He was a little devastated.

Future sneered: "What are you unbalanced? What did you work so hard to make me a waste, and then die without a name? ”

Zhang San was silent, he couldn't refute this, and now decided the future.

"How did I die?" He asked.

"I don't know." The male voice may not really know, or it may be too lazy to tell him.

My teammates are no longer calm, taking notes and analyzing cases are still comparing, and finally Bai Zeming took out Zhang San's "self-talk" recorded by Liu Qingyan and analyzed: "We can't see the NPC this time, according to Zhang San's own words, it can be seen that the awakened NPC should be the future Zhang San." ”

"He's here to save himself." Liu Qingyan said.

Luo Miao wrinkled her eyebrows, not knowing what she was thinking.

[Sixty-seven days until the college entrance examination.] ]

Zhang San is reluctant to go to class and do his homework, and since he knows that it is his future, he often threatens the future to write his homework with self-harm.

At first, I also helped him write in the future, and then the future picked on the son and said: "What's the matter, I don't do it." ”

"I've learned knowledge and it's not in your head."

Zhang San collapsed again, and this time in the future did not comfort him, only said: "Waste." ”

"I'm a piece of waste, I want you to take care of it!"

Chen Chuan was gone, and he didn't know what he was sent to do by Bai Zeming.

This is the third time we've seen him break down, and each time it's getting shorter and shorter.

The mission completely became Zhang San's observation diary.

The future does not comfort him, someone comforts him, it is a girl in the class, Zhou Xusheng. Zhou Xusheng gave him a piece of candy, and then ran away shyly.

Future smiled inexplicably: "Moved? ”

"She runs a company at home, and she can intern in her own company in college, proper Bai Fumei, you two are in heaven and on earth."

"Don't think about it."

Zhang San pursed his lips and held back a sentence: "Don't blame the uneven road, don't bully the poor young man." ”

Future sneered: "I think the results are already obvious. ”

"You really don't have a soft mouth when you scold yourself."

"Thank you, and so are you."

My laughter is probably relatively low, and I think it's funny somehow.

[There are still 60 days left before the college entrance examination.] ]

This month, I witnessed Zhang San's hard work for the third time, because he has a breath of anger with the future.

This time I insisted on it for a long time, and Mr. Lin remembered that the punishment became sweeping the floor, and he followed each group to clean the classroom for a month.

Every time he was in a group with Zhou Xusheng, he was extremely attentive and rushed to do any work, which made the little girl shy again.

His cheeks were crimson, and his eyes were like stars.

I sighed, and everything was going well.