Author: I am an emperor

"Jiang Fei, don't you get out of breath when you run?"

When Jiang Fei was sitting in his seat reading, Xie Feiji next door looked dumbfounded. The other students were running out of breath in the summer. Jiang Fei was obviously looking for someone to chat with while running. It was fine if he didn't sweat. He was so breathless.

Don't even take a breath?

"Sports student, operate normally."

Then Xie Jiji pointed at another big King Kong Skinny Monkey in the back row. He was a good runner and was fanning himself while running.

"Well, there is also a gap among sports students!"

Jiang Fei didn't explain too much. This was probably because he kidnapped Simonska. His endurance was indeed different, and his bounce also felt greatly improved. He could feel it when running, and the soles of his feet felt as comfortable as adding springs.

The class in the morning is the scariest third class: counting foreign languages.

But Jiang Fei is a bit bored now. Regardless of whether he has a system or not, whether he has photographic memory and language expert skills, he is 18 years old again this time, and it is safe to enter a good school in the college entrance examination.

In his previous life, he got the answers correct several times during the college entrance examination. A brief look at the question types evoked his memory of the college entrance examination papers. Memorizing all the answers before the exam was a matter of thumb.

If you add in his sports student bonus, not to mention 985/211 is as good as playing, Blue and White Peking University is no exception.

It's just that when he came back to his life again, he found that he was still not interested in these things. Even when his mental state was extremely good, he felt sleepy when he saw those numbers and letters.

Therefore, he is still not suitable for examination-oriented education. In this life, he will definitely regain the regret of failing the college entrance examination, but he may not necessarily go to college.

After all, if basketball is played well in this finals, we can directly play in the professional league.

There was no need to skip class. The teacher didn't care about him anyway, so from the first class, he started thinking about how to increase his popularity and use his status as a time traveler to make money to supplement his family income.

Jiang Fei's home is located in a 100-square-meter old community in Caochangmen, Gulou District, Jinling. His parents are now institutional workers earning dead wages, so the family does not have much savings.

In order to support Jiang Fei's education, his father Jiang Yudong worked part-time as a skating coach to earn some extra money, which was very high-class.

At this stage, my mother, Hu Chunlai, seemed to have made a little money by buying stocks with her colleagues, and then stopped when she saw the situation was good.

If my mother chooses to hopelessly invest all her money in that stock, next year, Jiang Fei will have to move to a new home, oh no, a new villa.

But now it is unrealistic for Jiang Fei to persuade his parents to invest all their money in stocks. They will never listen to him, so the best way is to make the first pot of gold by himself, and then invest in stocks, World Cup NBA lottery, or even real estate.

Anywhere is fine.

Although Jiang Fei wants to do a lot of things now, he can do very little with his status and has few channels. However, he can take the popular route of the most popular online novel!

right!

It seems possible to write a novel!!

Jiang Fei glanced at the "Mercenary World" hidden in his desk, and then tinkered with the UC browser on his Nokia phone.

I discovered that I can make some extra money by writing novels!

In this era, there is no Douyin and no small websites. Reading novels is the most enjoyable way of entertainment.

It is also the fastest and most profitable way for him to make money part-time.

Moreover, he found that many novels in his previous life were not available in this life. This life had a rhythm of broken etiquette and music. No wonder none of the students could learn from it.

It's a pity that he didn't bring that broken computer to school. His father originally bought it for him to watch basketball videos, and it was perfect for coding.

So he spent a math class preparing to go back and write a novel about mortals in the evening. All mortals in the world were just like his previous life. Although he was a mortal, he would still have the same restless heart as now.

!

"The coding on the mobile phone is too slow, so I go back to the computer to code at night."

Jiang Fei, who roughly recalled the plot, was full of fighting spirit, and it was wonderful to see both style and style blossom.

In the second period of the Chinese language class, he couldn't be lazy anymore. He had to form a team to memorize the text. The group leader at the table in front of him was very strict and kept staring at Jiang Fei.

But it was at this time that he also saw Ding Jianguo, the class member in the front row next door, who turned around and revealed her beautiful face.

She has fair and rosy skin, a beautiful oval face, a little dark eyebrows, and big watery eyes, coupled with her burgundy hair, and her delicate arms holding books stuck on the front and back tables.

Read it quite calmly.

This overflowing sense of youth!

This is youth!

After 10 years, Jiang Fei saw his high school crush again at close range, oh no, the girl that all the boys in the class had a crush on. Jiang Fei still felt a throbbing in his heart. Not that he was in love with her, but it just felt good.

Jianguo, the flower girl in Class 2, Grade 3, is tall, tall, and a mixed-race Gu Li. Jiang Fei had little contact with her in his previous life.

But there must be intersection in this life.

Anyway, he is already 18 years old, so he should make up for the regrets of the past! Who hasn’t been a goddess in his school days? He was a shy and timid person back then, but now he thinks that face is the least valuable thing!

It has to be teased.

What if this group of flowers in the previous life also liked me, wouldn't that be the case?

If I am young and promising and don’t feel inferior, I know what preciousness is!

Jiang Fei still wants to make up for some regrets from his youth in his previous life.

But not like in "Charlotte Trouble" where he forcefully kisses Qiu Ya and makes the whole school famous. Instead, he uses the most youthful campus method: passing notes!

Jiang Fei squinted his eyes and read the content of the Chinese language document again, and determined that the culture of this parallel time and space was somewhat lacking. Many good articles were missing, and there were also many fewer powerful literati.

I took Nokia in the drawer and searched for the next sentence. It was very good. No one had written it.

The handwriting is not good?

fine!

"System, I want to kidnap calligraphy superstar Wang Xizhi for one minute."

He exchanged 1 point in the system mall for 1 minute of calligraphy master Wang Xizhi's regular script ability, and quickly wrote a paragraph on a piece of paper.

He faced the note and handed it to Xie Jiji next to him:

"Fat man, help me pass the fruit to Ding Jianguo in front of me."

"Ouch."

Fatty Xie reluctantly hummed a few words and passed the note forward.

After Ding Jianguo got the note, he looked around until he and Jiang Fei looked at each other and Jiang Fei confidently patted his chest and said I gave it to you.

In surprise, she lowered her head and opened the note. Her pupils trembled when she saw what was written inside. She pointed at Jiang Fei in disbelief, and her beautiful lips slowly spoke:

"You...you wrote it?"

"Uh-huh." Jiang Fei nodded, his eyes showing confidence.

The class beauty with a somewhat cheerful personality had her face burning with heat from Jiang Fei's bright eyes. Ding Jianguo lowered his head and stepped on the spot where the chair was rubbing his feet, and looked at it again carefully.

She was referring not just to the content, but to the round, beautiful, delicate and elegant words that caught the eye, so beautiful!

Having studied calligraphy, she immediately fell in love with the word.

Taking a closer look at the content, the more I read, the more I feel it. It’s hard to believe that it was written by a sports student in the class?

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery stand on the bridge and look at you;

The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams."

Me, decorated his dream?
Chapter completed!