"Fang Yuan, don't look at the question, when is it still temporary, what's the use? Hurry up and mop the ground and get out of school!"

Fang Yuan flipped through the whole lesson in the tutorial materials, and in the end, he didn't understand what this sine theorem was. Hearing someone calling him subconsciously "oh", he silently put away a table of heavenly books, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I am really not used to life without smartphones!

Just a few days ago, Fang Yuan was still working overtime in the rented house to sort out the various work data that the boss would use for tomorrow's meeting. Because it was too late, he fell asleep just waiting for instant noodles. When he woke up again, he found that he had inexplicably returned to a week before the college entrance examination, which was the last class meeting of the class.

Everything around him had a vague feeling, both familiar and unfamiliar, maybe it had been too many years, and his memories had been a little fragmented! It took him a week to slowly accept the fact that he was really back in high school, not that he resisted, but that he couldn't believe that such a wonderful thing could happen to him.

Over the course of the week, he tried various situations repeatedly, and he really discovered that he had an additional plug-in-like ability, which he called the Eye of Realism. The reason for the name is simple, when he concentrates, various stat data will appear in his eyes, somewhat similar to the viewing stats in the game. However, he didn't say that there was only data, so he didn't quite know what these attributes meant.

Now that he has roughly figured out what the first three stats of a human mean after his initial exploration, he defines them as strength, acuity, and intelligence in the same way as the games he has played before. Normal adults are about 25 years old, and the values of these three are basically close to 100 points. Fang Yuan's strength at the moment was only 64 points, his sharpness was even worse, it was 56 points, and his wisdom was better, it was 87 points.

When he was in the class, he was a competent little transparent, short in stature, mediocre in appearance, sparse in reading, barely passing in sports, and his only hobby game stayed at the level of not opening cheats and not being able to play the computer. It can be said that it combines all the shortcomings of contemporary waste gun youth, and the only advantage is that there are no bad habits, smoking, drinking, gambling, and picking up girls.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to get it, it's just that his family is poor and he doesn't have money to get it.

After graduating from college, my father went to his old classmates with two bottles of good wine that he had treasured for more than ten years, and cheekily asked himself for a job as an administrative clerk. The days after work were not smooth, he did all the dirty work and never had him a promotion and salary increase, and he even wondered if the two bottles of wine that his father gave to Mr. Yang back then had expired.

The previous life can be described as everything was not going well, I thought that I could reverse the situation by doing it again, but I was desperate to find that the knowledge of the college entrance examination had long since not known which wild dog to feed. With his heyday back then, he was admitted to an ordinary undergraduate college, and this time he was afraid that even a decent college might have to work a little hard, and he felt that he had been spoiled by fate again.

Even if I officially said goodbye to the school after school today, I was taking pictures everywhere in the class and on the playground. But this kind of thing has always had nothing to do with him, not last time, and not this time. He only has a good brother Liu Jian in the class, but he has already gone home early to take the exam.

"Fang Yuan!

Fang Yuan turned around when he heard this, and Chang Yaru trotted towards him. Chang Yaru is his classmate, but Fang Yuan has nothing to do with her, but Liu Jian has always had a crush on her. It was for this reason that Fang Yuan's gaze deliberately avoided the turbulent waves when Chang Yaru trotted, although he clearly knew that Chang Yaru would not be with Liu Jian.

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, but if you have time, can you take a few pictures for us?"

The sound made Fang Yuan couldn't help but shudder, in fact, Fang Yuan didn't like Chang Yaru very much that she always pretended to be cute, but this trick was extremely useful to Liu Jian. Of course, the uneven hardware also plays a key role.

As Chang Yaru expected, Fang Yuan did not refuse, with the photography technology courses he had taken in college, he felt that he could not win a game in this regard.

At the beginning, everything was normal, and several girls in Chang Yaru's dormitory also praised Fang Yuan's photography skills from time to time, which made Fang Yuan's heart feel dark for a while, and it could be regarded as experiencing the feeling that a traverser should have. Until the appearance of a person, this wonderful feeling is beaten away.

Long Xiaolei is a well-known school bully in No. 1 Middle School, and most of his family members have a bit of an underworld background, and he is an existence that even teachers don't want to provoke at school. Fang Yuan and him are not in the same class, but in Long Xiaolei's eyes, the people in the entire school are his little brothers.

"Xiao Zhenzi, you can shoot it, right?" Long Xiaolei pointed at Fang Yuandao with his finger, "Come on, come on, come and take a picture of me and the big beauty." It's a good shot, or I'll kick the egg for you!"

The girls who were originally taking pictures didn't dare to squeak when they saw him, and they all moved aside. I saw Long Xiaolei pull over a girl wearing a school uniform and a short skirt, Fang Yuan didn't expect that the big beauty that Long Xiaolei said turned out to be Minglu!

Minglu's kind of beauty is not only excellent external conditions, but also reveals a kind of gentle and elegant environment edification, she is not only beautiful, her family conditions are good, and her studies have always been at the top ten level of the year group. She was the goddess in Fang Yuan's heart, Fang Yuan thought that a woman like her must be a fairy in the sky, and until he was twenty-nine years old, he still secretly hid Minglu's photo. It's just that what he didn't expect was to see the goddess again in such a way.

Minglu was obviously a little scared and avoided Long Xiaolei, but Long Xiaolei hugged her delicate body in his arms. Minglu was startled and struggled desperately.

"What are you doing? I just agreed to take a picture with you, don't go too far! Let go of me! Let go of me!"

Long Xiaolei said to Fang Yuan with a lewd smile: "Hurry up and shoot! Take a few more photos! Lao Tzu wants to pick a good-looking expression to keep as a souvenir!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but frown.

His heart is extremely uncomfortable, even if he is bullied, now even the goddess in his heart has been ravaged in front of him, is God giving him a chance to start over just to let him continue to nest?

So he was silent for a moment and then put down the camera in his hand and said, "But she doesn't want to take pictures with you, I don't think it's good." ”

"Nyima's! If you want to shoot it, you can shoot it, where did you get so much nonsense? Do you believe that Lao Tzu abolished you?"

Seeing that the boss was furious, one of Long Xiaolei's dog legs kicked Fang Yuan to the ground with one kick. Not to be outdone, the other dog leg ran over and made up for it a few times, and his mouth was full of words: "Let you fucking talk too much!

Fang Yuan's body ached for a while, he opened his eyes of realism and used his afterglow to see that the three data of these two doglegs were a lot higher than his own, but he still felt a chord in his heart, no matter what, this time he didn't want to live so aggrieved!

So he grabbed a handful of soil and threw it towards the two doglegs, the two doglegs never expected that there would be people in this school who dared to resist Long Xiaolei, and they were blinded by the soil for a while.

"Little beep cub, I'll fuck your mother!

"Nima's dogleg!"

Fang Yuan rushed over and kicked a dog leg on Long Xiaolei's body, and Long Xiaolei fell on his heels without standing firmly.

At this time, he couldn't take care of much, so he threw the camera to Chang Yaru and turned around and ran, rushing out of the school several streets in one go, until he was sure that no one was coming, and then hid in the corner to take a breath.

"Cool!"

Fang Yuan really couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and roared out loudly.

Although he used all the shameless moves of Yang Shazi's sneak attack, it was really fucking cool! Fang Yuan even felt that the kick just now had simply kicked out his nearly thirty years of depression, and he finally did it again, Lao Tzu never wanted to live so much again!

Fang Yuan hid in this corner until dark, took out two yuan and five cents from his pocket, and went to the supermarket to buy a can of iced Coke and a pack of spicy noodles. After pouring a big sip of Coke and stuffing half a pack of spicy strips, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, I don't know whether it was excitement or bitterness.

He stomped on the Coke can, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Fuck the hell!

"What are you howling at night? Death, right?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"

When Fang Yuan walked to the door of the house, it was almost eleven o'clock, his house was the old family building of the unit, and the street lights had long been gone. Fang Yuan opened the door in the dark, and when he turned on the light, he found that his father was sitting in the living room, which really startled him.

"Dad, why haven't you rested so late? Don't you have to get up early tomorrow to eat?"

Dad looked at him with drooping eyes and said, "Did you get into trouble outside today?"

Fang Yuan found out that the window glass in the living room was broken, it was obviously broken, and he couldn't help but feel nervous: "Are you okay?"

Dad said: "A group of little hooligans smashed it, it looks like they came to you, you are fine." ”

Fang Yuan didn't have to think about it to know that it was Long Xiaolei's group, he casually touched his pocket, and only then did he realize that this was not his original world. He doesn't have a mobile phone here, he doesn't fight crime here, and all he can rely on here is himself.

At this time, my father went into the bedroom and took out a box and handed it to him, saying, "This was given to your grandfather by a rich and noble family saved by your grandfather during the war. It looks like an old object, it should be worth some money, you can exchange it for money tomorrow! Dad doesn't have any skills, you take the money and go to solve the problem. Don't delay the college entrance examination, that's the big thing of your life!"

Dad's sentence "no ability" deeply pierced Fang Yuan's heart.

It was this incompetent father who saved the money for his lunch meal and bought him the toy shark he wanted, it was this incompetent father who sent him to college by setting up a stall to sell vegetables, and it was this incompetent father who went to the old classmate with an old face to beg for his work.

Fang Yuan knew that it was not his father who had no ability, but his own uncompetitive son!

He returned to the bedroom in silence, and opened the box in his hand, which was an antique jade pendant. The moment his hand touched the jade pendant, the Eye of Reality suddenly saw a value "2500", a check sign, and a cross.

Fang Yuan clicked the right sign with his hand, and the jade pendant turned into a cloud of fine sand and slowly drifted away from his hand. Then, a row of light balls of different colors suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yuan's eyes, and next to the light balls were marked some words that he couldn't read, followed by different values.