"Zhang Ming, get up! Come out for breakfast. ”

The warm sunlight passed through the gaps in the curtains, and the light gradually expanded, illuminating the not wide room, Zhang Ming rubbed his eyes in a daze, reluctantly opened his eyes, and when a ray of sunlight hit his face, he couldn't help but block his eyes.

I asked in my heart: Where is this, it won't be the underworld.

Looking around, the environment here made him instantly shocked, because all the furnishings in the room and the environment outside the window were exactly the same as when he was in high school? Aunt Wang's roadside stall and Pooh's bear on the table, everything is memorable!

Am I not dead? Am I not supposed to be in the underworld? How can it be in their own home? Why is there still sunshine in the underworld?

A series of rhetorical questions made Zhang Ming puzzled, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking of some of them, and rushed to the calendar behind the door to take a look, scared out of a cold sweat for a lifetime, today is only the first day of his senior year of high school.

"Isn't that a cheat? I actually traveled back in time to my high school days. ”

"What a cheat, hurry up and come out to eat, you're about to be late."

Zhang Ming's postmodern words didn't make his mother Wang Xiaohong understand outside the door, but just blindly urged him to come out to eat quickly, and after dealing with a few words casually, he always paced in the room with a surprised face.

Crossed over! I actually crossed over! How can this kind of situation that only appears in novels happen to me, I'm a dick, do you really want me to counterattack? That's right! Generally, the crossing has a special function.

Zhang Ming simply searched his body immediately, except for finding that his little brother had become smaller, he didn't find anything abnormal. Reluctantly, he sat down on the bed, scratching his ears and cheeks, thinking about why he had crossed.

I thought about it for a moment. Zhang Ming suddenly stood up violently. it! Since God wants me to live again, I want to live beautifully. Maybe this is really God wants to give me another chance to pursue Liu Xinyan.

After tidying up his clothes in the room and finishing his work in an orderly manner, he sat down at the big table and ate breakfast together. In his previous life, he didn't enjoy his parents well, nor did he fulfill his filial piety, which is also the biggest guilt in Zhang Ming's heart.

Seeing his father Zhang Zhida's calloused palms and his mother's dozens of white hairs, the tears in his eyes began to roll, in order not to let them see the tears in his eyes, he got up and picked up their rice bowls and walked towards the kitchen, hurriedly wiped his tears in the kitchen, and immediately brought out the food in his hands.

Mother Wang Xiaohong was a little surprised to see her son's behavior, at least she had never seen Zhang Ming do such a thing, and she saw that Zhang Ming's eyes were a little red and swollen. asked with concern: "Son, what's wrong, is there no money to use, Mom went to get her salary yesterday, you take a few hundred yuan to use it first." ”

"Mom! No need. Don't keep your money, eat what you should eat, wear what you should wear, and dress yourself up beautifully. Zhang Ming bit a nest and walked outside with a smile on his schoolbag.

"It's so big, it's not serious," Wang Xiaohong walked quickly to the door. "Come back early!"

"Got it!"

It wasn't until she saw Zhang Ming disappear from her sight that Wang Xiaohong closed the door with peace of mind, walked to Zhang Zhida's side and sat down and asked, "Have you noticed that your son seems to have changed as a person, and he seems to be a lot more sensible." ”

"It's so old, it's time to be sensible, I don't expect him to have much success in the future, I just hope that he can live a down-to-earth life." Zhang Zhida sighed a little depressed.

Everyone can see how he doesn't want his son to glorify his ancestors and get ahead.

It's just that Zhang Ming's current learning situation is how to get ahead, his academic performance has always been hovering in the bottom dozens, and he has no skills, he has not been awarded awards and praised once, and he has a part in every fight.

And Zhang Ming, who was rushing to school casually, was constantly thinking about how to make money using some future high-tech or things that people didn't know. Looking at the sky while walking, in this society, the sky is still blue, the water is green, the crops are grown in the ground, pork can be eaten with confidence, rats are still afraid of cats, the court is reasonable, marriage is the first thing to fall in love, the barber shop is only to manage hair, medicine can cure diseases, you don't need to sleep with the director when making movies, you have to wear clothes for photography, and the child's father is clear.

But despite all these differences, Zhang Ming didn't think of a way to get rich.

Thinking about it, he came to the gate of Jinjiang No. 1 Middle School, which had been absent for so long, Zhang Ming couldn't help but smile, and from then on, his Zhang Mingxin's life started here.

Although it was only six o'clock in the morning, I didn't hear any tired students in the classroom, and they were all full of vitality to grasp this good morning time, as one of the top schools in Jinjiang City, there has always been no shortage of such good students.

Quickly ran in the direction of the second class of the third year, through the window, he saw at first glance the girl he had been worried about for more than ten years, without squinting, concentrating on reciting the poems in the book, although a little green, but if you want to compare with Liu Xinyan that Zhang Ming saw in the previous life, she will never lose half a point.

As soon as he was about to walk into the teacher's door, he heard Guo Xin, the head teacher on the podium, shouting: "Stop, Zhang Ming, you were late again on the first day of school." ”

Guo Xin is Zhang Ming's high school homeroom teacher for three years, he has always treated Zhang Ming very well, and he is also open-minded, his way of teaching is to like to mingle with his classmates, although Zhang Ming's grades are not good, but in Guo Xin's eyes, no classmate is worth giving up, and he never corporal punishment of students.

The reading voice in the classroom gradually faded. Until there was no sound, they all stopped and looked at the door, Zhang Ming's head kept thinking about how to make up a decent reason.

At this time, Guo Xin waved his hand and said: "You don't have to make it up anymore, you can be late for 28 days for 30 days a month last semester, 8 days because of helping grandma cross the road, 11 days because you saw someone robbing and acted bravely, and 9 days because you led the children to find their way home." Zhang Ming! This semester, I solemnly ask you, if you are late in the future, can you find a reason to respect my IQ! ”

Guo Xin's words made the classmates below laugh, Zhang Ming pouted helplessly, who called himself a serious criminal record, and now he doesn't know how to make up excuses for lying.

Seeing Zhang Ming silent, he was surprised that this was not his previous style at all, if he had already started to refute it, after being surprised, he pointed to the seat next to Liu Xinyan and said, "Don't take it as an example!" This semester, you will sit next to Liu Xinyan, who is about to take the college entrance examination, and this class will implement the action of helping poor students with good students! ”