Never be a bully again

"Never Be a Top Student Again" Author: Jack and the Wolf

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Xue Mu has been a top student all his life, but he didn't expect to be frustrated everywhere after going to work. Although he made a lot of money, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Especially when he heard that Wan Chaoyang, a scumbag in high school who was obsessed with playing games and was eliminated from the key class, became a game anchor after many years. Every day when he played games, manufacturers chased after him to send money, he became more and more lamented impermanence of life.

Finally, on December 2017, 12, the moment the bell rang, Xue Mu, who had stayed up all night, was finally overwhelmed, and fell into the pile of documents, and passed away.

When I woke up, I found that I was back on January 2008, 1.

If God gave you a chance to start all over again, what would you do?

I?I don't want to be a bully anymore! ! !

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Pseudo-Rebirth Campus, Wan Chaoyang X Xue Mu, HE

I pray that all the angels will give some starfish to the new station.

Part [-] Hometown of Teenagers

The first question, I don’t want to, I don’t want to grow up

"Hello? Wood! I'm not going back tonight!" The deafening music came from the other end of the phone, almost overshadowing Zheng Daqian's voice, "Have you returned yet?"

"I'm still working overtime..." Xue Mu replied weakly, "I may not be able to go back today..."

"Ah?! I can't hear you clearly! Why don't you send me a WeChat message!"

"It's okay! You can play!"

"Okay, okay! Go to bed early! Bye!"

"Mumu, are you home yet?"

"I'm back, I'm watching TV."

"Your dad and I will watch it too, which one should we watch?"

"Uh... Hunan."

"I knew you must watch Hunan TV. Hebe will come out soon. Don't bother you to watch."

"Well, don't be too late, both of you, go to bed early, good night."

"Good night."

"In summary, our firm believes that the company has fulfilled the statutory procedures for successive changes since its establishment..."

Xue Mu typed expressionlessly, and there seemed to be someone working overtime not far away, the sound of keyboard tapping, the rustling of pen tip sliding, the friction of document pages, the sound of staplers, the sound of copiers, and the sound of notebooks , on such a night, it seemed extraordinarily harsh.

Pressing Enter, Xue Mu moved his neck and made a "crack cluck" sound. He raised his hand and squeezed it. The sore feeling almost ran down his neck to the top of his head. He quickly stopped his hand and started working. He hasn't finished yet, so he doesn't dare to have a headache now.

He dry-washed his face, picked up the cup and poured the cold coffee into his stomach, stroked his stuffy chest, and continued to work overtime.

People walked by one after another, and the lights in the distance were gradually turned off.

"Aren't you leaving?" A male colleague passing by greeted him, "If you don't leave, you will have to work overtime for a whole year."

"Ah, soon," Xue Mu squeezed out a smile. He had seen the other party's face before, but he didn't know each other. The law firm is too big and there are too many people. He knows no more than five people. Walk."

"Then I'll go first, happy new year!"

"Happy New Year!"

Happy ass.

Xue Mu complained silently in his heart, and glanced at the lower right corner of the screen. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it would be [-] in one hour. At this moment, young people should gather together to celebrate the New Year's Eve, just like Zheng Daqian like that.

Subconsciously, he wanted to raise his eyes to see if there were fireworks in the night outside the window, but when he looked around, he realized that he was in an open cubicle without a single window around.

He suddenly felt extremely depressed, took the cup to the tea room and poured another cup of coffee.

The bitter coffee overflowed the taste buds on the tongue, and flowed down the base of the tongue all the way to the stomach, Xue Mu had long since realized how unbearable the taste was.

His fingers were scratching on the memo, each to-do item stimulated his nerves, making him more and more anxious.

"Calm down, calm down, do one thing at a time." Xue Muwei closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and looked at the content on the screen.

"Finish the due diligence report of Golden Rooster today, and then finish the contracts of Ruby, that's it... I will write Zhanlan's legal opinion tomorrow." Xue Mu said a few words to himself, rubbing his temples, Then he nodded with self-affirmation, got up and returned to his seat.

"Beijing Longshi Law Firm, year, month, day."

After typing the last line, Xue Mu breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up his phone and looked at it. There were only a few contracts left, and it was estimated that it would be finished in two hours.

He stretched his waist and yawned, then got up and turned around, just as he saw a female colleague passing by his seat.

"Going home?" Xue Mu asked politely.

"Yeah." The female colleague nodded with a smile, tiredness written all over her face, "Are you still leaving?"

Xue Mu turned his head and glanced at the time, it was already close to zero o'clock, "It's two o'clock today."

The female colleague nodded again, she didn't intend to be polite anymore, she left a sentence of "Happy New Year" and quickened her pace towards the door.

"Happy New Year." Xue Mu responded casually, bent down to pick up the cup, and was about to pour another cup of coffee, but just as he turned around, his whole left arm suddenly felt numb, and the cup in his hand fell to the carpet with a "boom".

When the female colleague heard the sound, she looked back subconsciously, only to see Xue Mu leaning against the baffle in the office, her right hand tightly clutching the clothes on her chest, her expression half pained and half panicked.

"You...what's the matter with you?" The female colleague stopped, hesitating and not daring to approach.

"Ah...ah..."

The constant pain in his heart made Xue Mu unable to speak a complete sentence. He didn't know what happened to his body, but he knew that he must call 120 now.

"Hit... ah... hit..."

After all, he still didn't finish his sentence. When he saw the ground hit him suddenly, the female colleague let out an exclamation.

He seemed to hear the New Year's bell, but also seemed to see only darkness.

When he woke up again, the first thing Xue Mu noticed was a headache, but he usually stayed up late and worked a lot of overtime, so headaches were just commonplace. He rubbed his temples and sat up on the bed.

He subconsciously raised his hand to caress his chest, and was suddenly taken aback.

Why is the chest so flat?

Xue Mu lowered his head and tore off his pajamas, exclaiming in his heart: How come I lost so much weight?How long have I been in a coma?Muscle atrophy?

Xue Mu looked around, he was not in the hospital, but at home - and it was actually in an old house that he hadn't lived in for seven or eight years.

"What's the situation?" Xue Mu blurted out and asked, only to realize that his throat was sore and angry, and his voice was hoarse and mocking, and then subconsciously sucked his nose.

cold?

Xue Mu turned his head and saw the white water and cold medicine on the table, and hurriedly reached for them, only to notice that the pajamas on his body were old styles that were thrown away a few years ago.

After taking the medicine indiscriminately, taking out two pieces of paper and blowing his nose, he finally calmed down and looked around again.

Why did I come back to Jingxi?Didn't I pass out in the office?Am I being sent here to recuperate now?But why did he suddenly catch a cold?How long have I been out?

Thinking of this, Xue Mu hurriedly searched for the mobile phone, but unexpectedly only saw a straight button mobile phone on the table.

"This is... Motorola L7???"

Xue Mu pressed the on-hook button for a long time in disbelief, and a burst of familiar startup music aroused goosebumps all over his body.

Three o'clock in the afternoon on January [-]st.

January [-]st?Didn't I just... just fell asleep?One more day of sleep?

and many more!

The four words [-] before January [-] deeply hurt Xue Mu's eyes.

[-]? !

Twenty the fuck zero eight? !

Are you kidding me?!

Are you freaking kidding me?!?!?!

A scream came from the bedroom, Xue Feng and He Donglan who were watching TV in the living room were both startled, they looked at each other, Xue Feng asked loudly: "What's wrong?"

Hearing his father's voice outside, Xue Mu opened the door in a panic, and sure enough, he saw his parents who were ten years younger looking at him in surprise.

"What are you calling?" Xue Feng asked again.

Xue Mu turned his head and looked at the TV. The 34-inch old-fashioned color TV that has not been replaced with a hanging LCD curved screen TV is replaying last night’s New Year’s Eve concert. Obviously not an Angel."

"My God..." Xue Mu raised his hand to hold his head in horror, and then found that the touch on his hand seemed to be a long-lost, terrifying, middle school, board!inch!

"What's wrong? Your head still hurts?" He Donglan asked with concern, "Have you taken your medicine yet?"

"Hmm...um..." Xue Mu nodded dully, then looked at his parents who were so young that he wanted to call him brother and sister, and silently turned around and said, "I'll... I'll lie down for a while..."

Xue Mu closed the door powerlessly, and fell down on the bed in frustration.

Am I time-traveling?

Why do I travel through time?

Because I'm dead?

Should I be called rebirth after my death?

Or am I dreaming now?

Didn't Inception say that you will wake up if you fall at extreme speed?How about I jump off a building?

No way, Charlotte also jumped off the building in trouble, and she still didn't wake up...

So what should I do now?How can I go back?I don't want to go through high school again!I have obviously been working for three years!

and many more……

I'm back...it's work too...

Then what am I going to do...

Xue Mu suddenly regained his energy, a carp jumped up from the bed, looked around and found that there was not even a full-length mirror in the room.

Did I not love beauty so much when I was a teenager?

He hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, rushed into the bathroom, and carefully observed his face in front of the mirror.

...Fuck!

What's with this layer of fluff!

What's up with this hairstyle!

What's with the glasses frame!

Am I so ugly? !

Xue Mu threw away his glasses and turned on the faucet to wash his face twice, then squinted his eyes and rummaged on the shelf for a while to no avail, opened the bathroom door and asked loudly: "Mom! Where is my razor?"

"A razor?" He Donglan asked back, "When did you buy a razor?"

Xue Mu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked in the mirror again, this layer of hair was indeed unshaven-oh my god!I'm 16 and haven't even shaved yet? !What am I thinking? !

"Do you want to shave?" Xue Feng walked into the bathroom with a smile, "I have a new one." He took out a knife holder and a box of razor blades from the cabinet on the top. For a long time.

Xue Mu suddenly remembered this scene, it was probably in the second semester of the third year of high school, a boy with the heaviest beard in the class suddenly shaved his beard, and quickly drove all the boys in the class to shave off that layer of fluff, Xue Mu was one of them one.

He still remembered that after Xue Feng took out the knife holder and the blade, he carefully taught him how to assemble it and how to use it. Although he listened carefully for a long time, he still accidentally made a small cut when scraping.

"That's it, push it up, buckle it again, then lift it up, and it's ready." Xue Feng demonstrated and explained, with a hint of a fatherly smile in his eyes, "If you want to change it—"

"Just push it, I know." Xue Mu accepted Xue Feng's words, picked up the shaving foam, shook it and poured it on his hand, then quickly applied it on his face, and then skillfully shaved off the foam.

"Huh? It's good, it's good." Xue Feng nodded approvingly, "I thought you had to scratch it for the first time."

Xue Mu couldn't help but smile smugly when he heard this, but the corner of his mouth tugged, and the blade almost made a small cut.

"hiss--"

"Hahahaha, look at what I said, it's okay, it's okay, just put a band-aid on it after washing." After Xue Feng finished speaking, he walked out of the bathroom with a smile.

Xue Mu was a little annoyed, seeing the little blood dripping out of the wound, he had to wash his face quickly again, but when he raised his hand to get the facial cleanser, he let out a cry of surprise.

"Fuck, you're so cute!"

Xue Mu was terrified as if he had seen a ghost, and threw a bottle of facial cleanser that had just been opened into the trash can, and then took a picture in front of the mirror, secretly relieved, fortunately, he traveled back before his face was destroyed Yes, I might as well be dead.

After simply washing his face, there were no useful skin care products on the shelf, so Xue Mu could only pat his face lightly, pretending that the water left on his face was toner.

Turning on the Yuba, taking off his pajamas, Xue Mu looked at his figure left and right, and secretly marveled: "You're so fucking thin..."

Xue Mu almost forgot that he was so thin. It was probably a phenomenon unique to adolescent boys. Looking around in the school, they were all skinny and skinny. Thin flesh is irrefutable good-looking.

However, after entering university, his height did not grow anymore, but his weight began to increase uncontrollably. For the sake of image, Xue Mu also tried to go on a diet several times to lose weight, but all ended in failure. It was not until after graduation that he had money and got a gym card , the figure slowly moved closer from slightly fat to strong.

But work is too busy, and there is not enough time to sleep, how can I have time to go to the gym?Over time, Xue Mu was wasted and turned into an overworked and fat patient. At first glance, he was fine, and he couldn't hide any flesh after taking off his clothes.

So at this moment, looking at his 16-year-old figure, Xue Mu almost burst into tears with excitement.

God, you treat me well!This time around, I must live well!

"Hurry up, Mumu, your appointment with Big Qianer is coming up."

"Why go?"

"Back to school."

"Back... Back to school...? Go to school?!"

For the second question, one of us is like summer and the other is like autumn

Under He Donglan's urging, Xue Mu struggled to put on the autumn clothes and johns that he had not seen for many years, the winter school uniform that was so ugly that he wanted to commit suicide, and finally put on an extremely fat down jacket. out the door.

Xue Mu has not lived in this old house in Jingxi for at least five or six years. During the third year of high school, his father Xue Feng was transferred to Chaoyang, and bought a two-bedroom apartment on the edge of the fourth ring at a discounted price. He asked someone to find a relationship and transferred to He Donglan.

After graduating from high school, Xue Mu settled in the new home with his parents, and occasionally spent the night here when visiting relatives and friends in the next two or three years. Later, the house was really old, and the family bought a car. I won't stay here again tonight.

Therefore, walking on the road in the community, Xue Mu has a strange sense of strangeness and familiarity with the surrounding environment.

In fact, Xue Mu had been here both last year and the year before the year before. At that time, he went to Jingxi several times to apply for a lawyer's certificate, asking for a certificate from the police station and a letter of introduction from the neighborhood committee.

He came here to look for the person in charge of the neighborhood committee. As soon as he entered the community and saw the old and dilapidated appearances everywhere, he felt emotional that the place where he grew up was like this. It can be seen that he beautified his memories and ignored many unbearable details.

However, looking around now, it is not as desolate as it will be ten years later. In fact, in this era, the environment of the community is still relatively modern.

Xue Mu walked briskly, shaking his schoolbag. Although there were a lot of books in it, it was not too heavy compared to running around with the computer and documents every day after work.

Although his mind was still a little confused because of the inexplicable time travel and rebirth, Xue Mu looked at everything he was familiar with, and felt very bright in his heart for some reason.

This feeling of going back to the past is like wanting to search for memories countless times, but always feels that the images of memories are separated by a layer of frosted glass, blurred, illusory, and even the sound is muffled. Push it away, and what comes to your face is reality and concreteness, which is not beautiful, but it makes people happy.

He tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath, and the bitter oxygen rushed into his lungs, making him shiver involuntarily, but his heart became more and more comfortable.

He suddenly realized that this was the winter in Beijing that he had lost in his memory for a long time, with dry branches, circling pigeons, melting snow by the roadside, and painful wind blowing on his face. I don’t know when it started. Everything that is clear has been deeply shrouded in lingering haze.

"Wood! Wood!" The No. 37 bus stopped in front of the traffic light, and at the bus stop not far from the gate of the community, a thin and short figure was waving at Xue Mu: "Hurry up, hurry up! The bus is coming!! !"

Xue Mu subconsciously quickened his pace and ran towards the station, but stopped a few steps away, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

Zheng Daqian, Xue Mu's best friend since he was a child, or his only friend, standing in front of him at this moment, he can hardly recognize him.

because he-

too short!

"What?! Hurry up!" Zheng Daqian waved anxiously again, and glanced at the passing bus, "Why are you so dazed!"

"Ah... oh..." Xue Mu trotted a few steps again, got in the car and swiped his card, and then sat in the last row of the car with Zheng Daqian.

Both of them took off their schoolbags and hugged them to their chests. Zheng Daqian opened the zipper and searched for something inside, but Xue Mu still couldn't help but keep sneaking glances at him.

He has already forgotten that Zheng Daqian was once so short. He is already 16 years old, but his height is only 1.6 meters. The physics teacher once joked in class: "What are you afraid of? Yao Ming will support the sky when it falls, and there will be big money when the ground sinks." It's a cushion!"

Zheng Daqian's height has always been his biggest joke, until he graduated from high school, he only grew to 1.6 meters 1.8, but after entering university, some genetic mutation happened, and in a few years, he jumped all the way to [-] meters [-] , suddenly became the highest altitude among the people Xue Mu knew.

But later Zheng Daqian was not happy about it. At that time, he was out of the closet, and he cried in front of Xue Mu all day long that he was a "high zero miserable woman", and he was madly envious of the cuties who were 1.7 meters by 1.8 meters.

Of course, this is a story.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Zheng Daqian suddenly turned to look at Xue Mu.

"Uh..." Xue Mu blinked, "What are you looking for?" He forcibly changed the subject.

Zheng Daqian laughed, and suddenly took out a small gadget from his bag, "Look!"

Xue Mu was stunned, "This is...iPod...?"

"iPodNano!" Zheng Daqian looked excited, then took out the earphone and plugged it in, "My dad bought it for me!"

Depend on!Xue Mu felt a fire in his heart.Why am I still using Motorola, everyone already has an iPod!

"Look, you can still watch the video!" Zheng Daqian proudly distributed one of Xue Mu's earphones, put on the other, and clicked on a video - Agent J.

"The church is the closest place to heaven." Some contrived dialogue came from the earphones, Jolin Tsai on the screen was dancing on the pole in a red dress, Xue Mu silently looked at the excited Zheng Daqian thought to himself, he and his classmates were really too innocent back then, so no one could see Daqian's orientation.

The distance from home to school is not far, and the two got off the bus after 10 minutes. Zheng Daqian pressed the pause button, "I'll show you in the classroom later."

"Ang..." Xue Mu reluctantly nodded, but actually didn't really want to see it.

As the bus drove away, the crowd who had just been blocked suddenly appeared in front of them. All kinds of down jackets, schoolbags, and uniform school uniform pants were rushing towards the school gate.

Xue Mu's high school is the only key city in Jingxi. The whole district points out that their school can produce a few faces of Peking University and Tsinghua University every year. Therefore, the management of the school is also extremely strict. All students must live on campus, and they can only rest every two weeks One weekend, I was usually not even allowed to leave the school gate. No matter what the reason was, the gate guard would only let me go if I had an exit ticket issued by the head teacher.

Therefore, although Xue Mu's house is not far away, he still has a home and can't go back, but he is not the worst. I heard that some students live in the community next to the school, and they can see their father when they study at night. Mom is cooking in the kitchen, it is really sad to hear.

Everyone complained and complained about the school's high-pressure management method from the first year of high school. However, when they graduated, they would all be grateful. Thank you for the school's regulations that helped everyone establish good study habits. It's just that Xue Mu himself didn't feel anything about the irregularities in the rules.

Xue Mu has always been a good student since he was a child. He was smart when he was young, and he could take home a "double hundred" casually. At that time, the term "xueba" was not popular, and relatives and friends only called him He is a good grader and has always been a "child of someone else's family" himself.

But when I went to junior high school, I was exposed to physical chemistry, which I was not very good at, and my grades began to be overtaken by other students.Xue Mu, who has always been competitive, the more he is not good at it, the more he wants to learn it seriously, so he gritted his teeth and maintained his unshakable position as a top student.

However, he did not perform well during the senior high school entrance examination. He failed to pass any of the key high schools in the urban area, and finally fell into Jingxi No. [-] Middle School. In the preliminary examination at the beginning of school, he actually only got around [-]th place in the test-you must know that although his original senior high school entrance examination scores failed to enter the urban area, he was still in the top three in the second middle school.

Xue Mu was stimulated again, and started to study hard again. Finally, he never fell out of the top ten in his grade, and was successfully admitted to a key university. I went to graduate school, then immersed myself in writing papers, went to work, and then immersed myself in work... In the end, I ended up dying suddenly in the office.

Xue Mu sat in front of the desk, unconsciously turning the pen in his right hand, resting his chin in his left hand, staring blankly at the ticking quartz clock on the blackboard, recalling the past ten years, and fell into thinking about life.

Under the pale light, the rustling sound of writing and the clattering of flipping books are all around, which is exactly the same as the endless overtime work in his office before his death.

He gently put down the pen, straightened up and looked around, more than half of the students were doing their homework seriously, five or six were passing notes and chatting while suppressing a smile, and seven or eight were secretly wearing earphones. Listening to music, there are about a dozen of them lying on the table and falling asleep.

It is still the last semester of the second year of high school, and many students still don’t know how to hurry up and work hard. He deeply remembers that at the end of the third year of high school, everyone couldn’t bear to sleep, and wished they could spend 24 hours a day on the questions.

So later, at the high school reunion, when everyone talked about the past, most of them were smiling and nostalgic, but none of them wanted to go back and live the days that were worse than death.

But, he did come back.

"If you went back ten years ago, what would you like to do?"

Once when he was bored, he once chatted with Zheng Daqian about this topic.

"Back to ten years ago, I first went to blow up Ke Ling Ke Li's headquarters!" Zheng Daqian replied.

"and then?"

"Then...then stop any behaviors that try to grow taller, such as drinking milk, jumping high, sleeping too much, all stop."

"That's it?"

"Of course, the most important thing is to buy a house first, especially the school district house in Haidian, Xicheng. You can buy as much as you can."

"Well, it's quite reliable."

"What about you? What do you want to do?"

"I... I don't know what I want to do. Anyway, I don't want to be a top student. I'm really tired."

"What are you going to do if you're not a top student?"

"If you don't want to be a top student... just play! Play all kinds of things! Play like crazy! ─ At the same time, you want to buy a house."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, after all, I still have to buy a house!"

Recalling the ridiculous conversation with Zheng Daqian, Xue Mu couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, then turned his head to look at Zheng Daqian, only to find that he was not doing his homework, but... copying lyrics .

Xue Mu sighed silently, picked up the pen again and started to spin it, thinking to himself: If I don't want to be a top student, what should I do?play?What are you playing?In an era when there are no smartphones, playing... computer games?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of door opening and footsteps coming from the back of the classroom. Those who were concentrating on their studies still kept their heads on their own, and only those who were distracted like Xue Mu subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

As far as he could see, Wan Chaoyang, the number one student in the class, had a stinky face and a bag on his shoulders. He walked to the seat in a hurry, threw off his schoolbag, sat down on his buttocks, and then immediately lay down on the table and began to shout loudly. sleep.

Xue Mu's heart skipped a beat: Oh my god, I know what to play.

The third question PPP-PokerFaceP-PokerFace

As far as playing, Wan Chaoyang is definitely the most playful person Xue Mu knows. In fact, until this year when he met Wan Chaoyang by chance this year, in Xue Mu's eyes, he was just a cynical, cynical person who only knew how to play games. It's just a scumbag in the second grade, whose grades drag the whole class down.

But in fact, Wan Chaoyang's perception of Xue Mu was not like this before his sophomore year of high school.

In the first year of high school, Xue Mu was in Class [-], Wan Chaoyang was in Class [-], one was on the first floor and the other was on the third floor in the dormitory for the two of them, and they usually wouldn't recognize each other even if they walked over to each other, only in terms of grades, their names were always close. If they are close together, either Xue Mu will be number one, or Wan Chaoyang will be number one.

Therefore, the second year of high school was divided into classes and dormitories. Both of them naturally entered the newly established experimental class and were assigned to the same dormitory.

Unexpectedly, Wan Chaoyang took the first-to-last test at the start of the second year of high school, and this position has never been shaken since then, until the third year of high school and was sent back to the original ninth class. Since then, he has never had any contact with Xue Mu .

Xue Mutou was very surprised when he saw Wan Chaoyang ranked last in the exam. He thought it was because he didn't fill in his student number on the answer sheet or something, but soon he learned that Wan Chaoyang had become addicted to the Internet. Of course, this term is no longer used.

Wan Chaoyang's father, Wan Shuqing, is a teacher at the school, so he has the right to go in and out of the school as he pleases. During the countless nights when Xue Mu was working hard on the problems, Wan Chaoyang played games leisurely in the Internet cafe.

The class teacher talked to him countless times, the grade leader persuaded him countless times, and even alarmed the principal to come to him-after all, he is also the school's hope for Peking University and Tsinghua University.

But it was useless, and in the end only Wan Shuqing sighed and said: "Forget it, I can't control him." Wan Chaoyang was completely declared as a mud that could not be lifted up, and became a scumbag abandoned by everyone.

When Xue Mu saw his name again, it was in a listing project that he took over half a year ago. Wan Chaoyang was written in the list of major shareholders. Looking at the information, it is true that the scumbag of the year did not run away.

Later, at the kick-off meeting, the two met. Xue Mu looked at the cold poker face, thinking that he might not remember himself at all, and hesitated for a long time, wondering whether he should go forward to say hello, and finally Wan Chaoyang was adjourning the meeting Then he took the initiative to come over, and said lightly: "Long time no see, Xueba."

There was also a high school classmate in the shareholder's seat, Xie Jiangtao, who was in the same class as Wan Chaoyang. Wan Chaoyang was still sneering, and after chatting with Xue Mu a little contemptuously, he turned and left. At the banquet later, Xue Mu chatted with Xie Jiangtao for a long time instead.

It turned out that Wan Chaoyang and Xie Jiangtao went to an ordinary undergraduate course together after graduation. After entering university, Wan Chaoyang continued to play games. Later, he not only played games, but also began to share his experience in strategy strategies. Over time, he became a big boss in game forums. A lot of loyal fans.

Then he started making guide videos, gradually became a game master, opened a Taobao store to buy game products, and was later photographed by the platform in the early stage of his business, signed a contract as the first brother of the anchor, and got a lot of dry stocks.As a result, thanks to the rapid development of the game industry, the platform was successfully raised and listed, and Wan Chaoyang became a successful person worth tens of millions.

And this Xie Jiangtao, as Wan Chaoyang's little follower and assistant, played around with him, fought with him, came up with ideas at critical moments, and in the end silently followed him for a share of equity, and suddenly became a rich man .

"Fuck Wan Chaoyang?" When Xue Mu told this to Zheng Daqian, he was full of disbelief, "Is he a game anchor? What's his ID?"

"Sun." Xue Mu replied.

"SUN?!" Zheng Daqian's eyeballs almost fell out, "Little Ri?! He is Xiao Ri?!"

"Famous?"

"Brother Zhange! Fuck, it's Wan Chaoyang!" Zheng Daqian was incoherent with excitement, "It's awesome, who the hell would have thought that he could go this far, even playing a game..."

"Playing games is actually nothing," Xue Mu corrected, "No matter how much money you can earn as an anchor, the main reason is that he has the shares of Zhange. And in the final analysis, he didn't do it himself. Xie Jiangtao took care of it for him."

"Damn it, you really know how to be smart. Go back ten years, who can play with him so wholeheartedly like him?"

"Yeah... Ten years ago... If you go back to ten years ago, what would you like to do?"

Xue Mu narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Chaoyang who was lying on the table unconsciously, silently making up his mind.

He and Zheng Daqian used to envy Wan Chaoyang's life. He didn't study, work hard, or work. He played games all day, and still made tens of millions of fortunes. Now, the opportunity to get into this potential stock is right in front of him.

Whoever doesn't hurry up is the grandson!

As soon as the bell for the end of evening self-study rang, the classroom suddenly became lively. Wan Chaoyang woke up in a daze, wiped the corners of his mouth, rubbed his eyes, and was about to get up, but found that his legs were numb, so he silently He gritted his teeth and sat back.

Seeing this, Xue Mu casually opened a book of exercises, and sneakily glanced at Wan Chaoyang, waiting for fewer people to approach him.

"Let's go?" Zheng Daqian beside him gave him a hand, "What?"

"Uh...you go back first," Wan Chaoyang said perfunctorily, "I'll finish this question."

"Okay." Zheng Daqian shrugged his shoulders. He was no stranger to Xue Mu's usual style. He got up and picked up the folded down jacket that was sitting under his buttocks. He shook it and asked, "I'm going to the cafeteria to buy hot milk." , do you want it?"

Xue Mu silently raised his head and glanced at him: "I don't want it. You... you should drink less, too much, it's not good for your health."

"Fart," Zheng Daqian said with a smile, "drinking milk is not good for your health, I'm pointing to drinking more to grow taller! I'm leaving first." After finishing speaking, he put on his clothes and turned to leave.

Xue Mu looked at Zheng Daqian's back and shook his head, then turned his head to see Wan Chaoyang was still sitting there, while the other students had almost left, and there were only seven or eight people left in the classroom.

"Hey~hey~ah~" Xue Mu stretched exaggeratedly and contrivedly, stood up and moved his body, pretending to catch a glimpse of Wan Chaoyang by accident, and said in surprise, "Hey? Chaoyang, you haven't come back yet?"

Wan Chaoyang was obviously a little surprised that Xue Mu took the initiative to talk to him. He raised his eyes to look at him, then stretched his legs and feet, and found that the numbness had subsided, so he got up and answered: "Return."

"Let's go, let's go together." Xue Mu hurriedly followed.

Wan Chaoyang turned his head to look at Xue Mu who was approaching with a smirk on his face. Although he felt that his enthusiasm was a little strange, but it was only a 5-minute journey back to the dormitory. ahead.

"Did you go to the Internet cafe just now?" The two walked down the stairs of the teaching building, Xue Mu asked pretending to be familiar.

Wan Chaoyang glanced at Xue Mu, not knowing what he meant by asking this, and said "hmm" coldly.

"What game are you playing now?" Xue Mu asked again.

Wan Chaoyang felt more and more strange, but still replied: "Dota."