Back in high school, I attacked my rival

Jie Qingyang pressed the volume button, home button and standby button at the same time, and the screen gradually lit up.

The mobile phone was restored to factory settings, and he still remembered the password of the Koukou WeChat account, and had never changed it. Koukou was often used to send files, transfer money and chat on WeChat.

I’m not used to the WeChat interface. It’s only a few years after it first came out. It’s popularized quickly, with perfect functions, transfers, and red envelopes. However, most young people are still active in QQ.

Button, he logged in proficiently, the interface is very nostalgic, it is familiar to use, and there are no fancy functions.He looked through his friends list, there were not many friends, and he still didn't know any of them.

What he remembers very clearly is that at that time, Koukou could add friends according to the conditions, and his dozen or so friends were obtained by precise geographical search.They are all men from Beijing, ranging in age from 18 to 30 years old. Anyway, they didn't like to communicate with children at that time. Due to the pressure of study and curiosity, having this small space to release themselves was the only consolation at that time.

He clicked on a friend nicknamed "Shu Xin Neighborhood" to enter, and sent a message.Reminiscing about the past, looking for childhood memories.

The button rang quickly.

Shuxin Neighborhood: "It's the monthly holiday, elementary school idiot, if you don't understand anything today, you can ask uncle." This may be his close friend from many years ago, but I can't remember it, and there is no trace of them in the list later .

Shuxin Neighborhood: "Last time you said, how did you do in the eight-school joint exam this month?" Jie Qingyang: "Uncle, how old are you?" Shuxin Neighborhood: "28 years old, why are you asking about your age? , "Jie Qingyang: "I'm older than you, I'm 30 years old. Call me brother and listen. My brother will teach you how to get rich quickly." Shu Xin Neighborhood: "Are you kidding! Aren't you a sophomore in high school?" Jie Qingyang: " In the 2016 London Olympics, China won 26 gold medals." Shu Xin Neighborhood: "I will do this too. In the 2020 Olympics, China won 38 gold medals." Jie Qingyang: "Fuck, how do you know! Could it be you too? "This year is only 2015.

Shu Xin Neighborhood: "Hahaha, you really believe it, who can't make nonsense, you are so cute." In the 2020 Tokyo Olympics, Japan did win 38 gold medals.Absolutely!

Jie Qingyang has no desire to continue the chat, and wasting time with some big men who pick their feet, why not add a female netizen to find a relationship.But he searched and searched, and found that there were not many female netizens on his list.

After a while, another close netizen sent a message.

Do as you like: "Little friend, are you online?" For some reason, Jie Qingyang felt sick when he saw this address, and immediately replied "Little Master, goodbye" and deleted it.

It's like being dazed.

Anyway, it will disappear in the end, so don't put it here as an eyesore.

Little friend, little friend!Seeing that ugly voice automatically ringing next to this address!

He quit Koukou, entered WeChat and agreed to Li Zhuo's friend application yesterday, "Do you have Yan Jiajia Koukou, WeChat is also fine." After waiting for a long time, there was a knock on the door.

"Xiaoyang, have you woken up? It's 06:30, it's time to run."

Was he so self-disciplined before? He got up for a run at 06:30.

"Mom, can I not run? I'm a little tired, and I also run exercises every day at school. Go home and rest, good mother," "Then... okay, I've made breakfast, let's get up and eat."

Jie Qingyang was forced to stand up to accept maternal love, a boiled egg, a bowl of noodles, and a glass of milk, simple but nutritious.

"Where's Dad?"

"Sleeping in the house, how much did you two drink last night? He is so drunk." "He doesn't go out for sports cars. Our family's living expenses are so high. How can he not work? Or I won't study and help Dad with work." .”

Zhou Aoqing glared at him, "How old are you, what are you thinking about?"

"The children of the poor should be in charge of the family early. Why don't you and your father abdicate to me? Besides, I'm 16 years old. I'm a person with full capacity for civil conduct. Mom, don't worry, give me the house." It’s not that you haven’t woken up yet, go to sleep for a while, and don’t study today.” Zhou Aoqing watched worriedly, seeing the two father and son lying on the sofa in the middle of the night last night, his heart ached to death, and hurried them back to their respective bedrooms.

Jie Qingyang fell into bed and fell asleep, but Jie Ruyang had to take a shower first.

Zhou Aoqing couldn't pull it back no matter what, she was as stubborn as a cow, although she couldn't bear the smell of alcohol, but she could bear it, and she didn't need to take a step and stumble to the toilet to wash the sheets tomorrow.

I couldn't bear to look directly at the scene, my hands, feet, and face were all swollen from the fall.

"Okay, then I'll go to bed today." Jie Qingyang sucked up the last noodle, got up and fled.

Zhou Aoqing shouted: "Well, Xiaoyang, take a shower before going to bed, take off your clothes on the chair in the toilet, I will wash them later."

"Okay, Mom."

The toilet was extremely narrow, just enough for him and a chair, so he couldn't wash it by hand later, and the wife of the president washed the clothes by hand, Jie Qingyang felt a little distressed thinking about it.

But it didn't prevent him from taking a shower and going back to his room to play with his mobile phone.

Li Zhuo replied.Sent a string of numbers.

"This is Yan Jiajia Koukou. I got it after asking several people. Brother, come on!" Jie Qingyang: "Thank you brother, by the way, He Zhixiu is not the one I saw last time, but an intern teacher in our school." Li Zhuo: "I was about to tell you about this. It has been spread all over the school. This year, a Tsinghua intern came here. He looks like a big star. His name is He Zhixiu. I heard that he came here with an old professor. Tsinghua University I don’t know the exact reason why the student came to our school. But Yan Jiajia doesn’t know him at all. I have already asked for you. Don’t worry, this person is definitely not your rival in love.” Jie Qingyang: “What are you asking, Didn't your question arouse her curiosity instead?" Li Zhuo: "Brother Jie, I'm really worried about this matter for you. You like it but don't chase after it, and leave it for others? If you like it, you want to take it for yourself. Yes, I still don’t understand this truth?” Jie Qingyang: “Okay, okay, I understand, by the way, has the relationship between you and Chen Junhe eased?” Li Zhuo: “Why do you ask this all of a sudden? You care about him so much?” Jie Qingyang: "No, what about the monthly leave homework? I don't want to do it, I can't do it." Li Zhuo: "??????????" Jie Qingyang can imagine Li in front of the screen Zhuo's expression.

What can he do, no.

Xueshen, how did he manage to achieve 700 points in the past, perfect scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and overwhelm the crowd.

Like a dream, waking up very sad.

Ding dong, he received a friend request.

Add you as a friend as you like, note: kid, are you angry with me?I think I have an answer to the question you asked me last time, and I want to tell you.

Jie Qing's foreign spirit doesn't hit one place, why does this person deserve to be beaten up so much.

After he agreed, he uttered a curse word in a lightning-fast manner, "Go get treatment if you are sick, call a child when you see someone, you like children so much, go give birth yourself, and don't fucking call me, we The two took it out to compare, it doesn't mean who is bigger than the other, shit, don't add it!" This time he chose to block.

It's much more fun after scolding.

Although he is a netizen, the key point is this person's tone, which made him think of He Zhixiu!

Li Zhuo: "Brother Jie, why don't you come out to play tomorrow?" Jie Qingyang: "What are you playing?" Li Zhuo: "Play games in Internet cafes." Jie Qingyang: "..." Li Zhuo: "Should I go with the ellipsis or not? ?” Uncle never plays games, his uncle and wife are almost lost, and he is not in the mood to play!

Jie Qingyang: "Don't go, you have fun." Mustering up a lot of courage, he finally knocked out the spark of love one by one and sent out a friend request.

Full of hope, Yan Jiajia waited hour after hour before passing.

Jie Qingyang typed happily, Hello, Banhua, I am Jie Qingyang, have you eaten yet?

He felt so old-fashioned, deleted and typed, Banhua, what are you doing?

I also thought it was very dry and timid, so I deleted the direct, Banhua, we are in a relationship.

Just about to send, the other party sent a message.

Wife: "Jie Qingyang, why do you stare at me every day in class?" Jie Qingyang: "I also stare at me after class, believe it or not," wife: "What?" Jie Qingyang: "You will be my wife in the future." Wife: "Do you believe it?" Jie Qingyang: "What do you believe?" Wife: "You will disappear from my list soon." Jie Qingyang: "Don't, don't." Wife: "Then talk normally. Why are you staring at me?" Jie Qingyang: "I like you, I want to date you," Jie Qingyang sent it for a long time, but there was no response, and when he sent another message, he couldn't send it out.

His wife's character in high school is so strong and so rigid.

He thought highly of himself, he thought that girls at that time liked to study well, not to mention liking, at least worshiping.But Yan Jiajia was obviously not included.

The author has something to say: One more sentence: Jie Qingyang was reborn from the future back to 2014