Afraid that her father would be worried, Nini Ni did not stay in [Yangchun Noodle Restaurant] to continue watching the excitement, but glanced at the young man named Yang Hao again, and she separated the crowded crowd and went out.

At this time, the street is much more lively than just now, and many young couples wearing Nortel school uniforms are strolling hand in hand in this not too wide alley.

Take a look at the barbecue restaurant, look at the beauty shop, meet a booksstand, and squat down to see if there are certain books that are not suitable for children to read by the street lights...

Some young couples will stop and kiss mouth-to-mouth for a moment when they go to a deep place, ignoring the crowds coming and going in the alley.

It's better to be in the North Shadow!

At least in terms of falling in love, Beiying doesn't care much, unlike Nanguang College, the leaders of the college always emphasize that young people, it's understandable to fall in love, but I suggest that you talk about it after you enter the society, and now the main purpose in school is to study!

As she walked, Nini, who shook her head and sighed with emotion, soon came out of the alley.

At the mouth of the alley, Nini stood still, looked left and right, should I take the bus, or take a taxi back to the hotel?

was contradictory, and suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the side of the road.

"Teacher Chang..."

Chang Jihong, Nini recognized her, before 8 o'clock in the evening, she handed herself a business card at Yangchun Noodle Restaurant, and said that if she wanted to enter the entertainment industry in the future, she would contact her.

Because on the business card, there is no suffix after the name [Chang Jihong], such as general manager, director, chairman or something, so Nini calls her a teacher.

When you go out, it's always right to meet someone in the entertainment industry and call her a teacher!

"Oh..., Neon?"

Obviously, Chang Jihong has a good memory, and when she turned her head and saw Nini, she immediately called out her name.

"Teacher Chang, why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for someone." Chang Jihong smiled.

"Neon..."

"Huh?"

"You were also in the [Yangchun Noodle Restaurant] just now, what do you think of what happened inside?"

"Uh..."

Nini, who was not fully prepared, thought of coming over to say hello and leaving in the car, but she didn't expect Chang Jihong to ask herself this question.

"It's okay, Nini, you can say whatever comes to your mind, right?" Chang Jihong had an encouraging smile on her face.

"Hmm..."

Nini thought for a while, and then said seriously: "Teacher Chang, I think that young man is so pitiful, he actually got this strange disease at a young age, and I don't know if it can be cured with current medical methods?" ”

"Haha..."

Chang Jihong laughed when she heard this.

"What's the matter, Mr. Chang, am I not right?" Ni Ni was puzzled.

"Oh, nothing, I just think you should go back."

At this point, Chang Jihong stretched out his hand and stopped a taxi on the side of the road for Nini.

However, when Nini got into the taxi and fastened her seat belt, Chang Jihong still leaned on the co-pilot's window and whispered to her: "Nini, do you like to read online novels?"

There is a very popular online novel on the starting point website, called "The First Chaos in History", the author is Zhang Xiaohua, I recommend you to go over and take a look. ”

………

[October 1, 2009, National Day, sunny

It's been the eighth day since I crossed over, and from the original dazed and overwhelmed, to the guilty, and then to the current sweetness..., the hardships of the mental journey are really unimaginable.

Of course, if you think hard, you can figure it out, since you can't resist the arrangement of fate, you have to accept it bravely.

It's not bad, this body is very young, only in his early 20s this year, a student at Nortel, his height and appearance are all good, and his name is also Yang Hao.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why he was able to successfully penetrate this body.

According to his classmates in Yang Hao's class, he was hit by a car on the way to see his girlfriend, and his head hit the curb of the road, and then he left and came by himself.

As for how he died in the beautiful country?

I haven't figured it out until now, maybe it's because Elon Musk's nerve connection company made some kind of mistake during the operation, and he died directly on the operating table, and he didn't even have a chance to experience the side effects of brain transplantation computer chips, such as taking a wooden stick on the street to poke the exhaust pipe of a car...

However, when it comes to side effects, I think of one thing, that is, on the afternoon when the soul passed through, I got out of the hospital, went back to school, and saw a yellow dog on the playground of the film school and couldn't help but want to race against it...

That kind of crazy thought, no matter how much I suppressed myself, I couldn't suppress it, even if I wanted to use the method of "appreciating" the beauty to divert my attention at that time, it didn't have any effect.

Of course, this may also be some kind of abnormality in the body after the head injury, because when I was in the hospital, this body had a brain CT scan, and everything was normal except for a little bruising in the brain...]

Like in his previous life, Yang Hao, who is dozens of years younger, still maintains the habit of writing a diary every day.

At 9:45 p.m., after the last wave of "guests" in Yangchun Noodle Restaurant left, Yang Hao locked himself in the storage room next to the kitchen, locked it from the inside, and then took out paper and pen, sat on the Mazha to write about what happened today, and then wrote about his feelings.

[At present, there are still a few things that have not been clarified.

One, Who is Yang Hao's girlfriend? Where is the current relationship between the two? I asked a few classmates in Yang Hao's class about this, but no one knew about it.

Second, Yang Hao's master is Song Junyi, a well-known screenwriter in the circle, and at present, as the screenwriter of the TV series "Mobile Phone", he is filming with the group in Jiadi Village, Mentougou Zhaitang Town.

And he hasn't met Song Junyi yet, and he doesn't know if he can adapt when he officially meets. You must know that in the previous life, he and Song Yunyi were very good buddies, every time they finished drinking, the two of them sat together and scolded the air, well, and Song Dandan.

And in this life, he has become a master and apprentice.

Who the hell is Lao Tzu going to reason with?

Third, a week ago, I was still a 68-year-old bastard, and because my father, who was in his 90s, followed his sister, he basically fed the whole family without hunger.

But who would have thought that in a blink of an eye, he would have a father who is only 46 years old this year, and he also opened a noodle restaurant called Yangchun noodles...]

"Dangdang..."

As soon as the diary was written here, Yang Hao heard a knock on the door.

"Haozi..."

"Huh?"

"What are you doing in there?"

"Didn't do anything? Just looking for something. ”

Yang Hao replied casually, took out the lighter from his pocket, lit the piece of paper on which he wrote his "diary", threw it on the ground, watched it burn to ashes, and then walked over to open the door.

"What's going on?

Why does it smell mushy? ”

Yang Chun glanced at the tall son in front of him, and then tilted his head to look into the storage room.

"The love letter that the girl wrote to me, read it once, and I burned it."

In this regard, Yang Hao calmly explained.

"Haha..., not bad."

Yang Chun looked at the ashes on the ground, and then punched Yang Hao's body, and there was no longer the appearance of crying in front of everyone just now.

"Sure enough, it's my old Yang's species, and in terms of attracting girls, it's the same as I was back then."

"Well..., you better tell me first, how much money did we make today?" Afraid that Yang Chun would blow farther and farther on the road of bragging, Yang Hao interrupted him in time.

"500 bowls, from morning to now, we have sold a total of 500 bowls of Yangchun noodles and big meat noodles, with a turnover of more than 8,000 and a profit of more than 3,500, if this continues, within a month, the net profit of our small shop will exceed 100,000..., eh..., Haozi, why are you going?"

"Go home and sleep, you can look after the shop by yourself, oh yes, remember to close the doors and windows." Yang Hao, who had already walked quickly to the street, raised his right hand and shook it in the air.