I am reborn and just want to concentrate on my studies

This is the second morning after the rainy day.

Yesterday was a very sunny day.

Although it had rained heavily for several days in a row, the rural road was almost dry after being exposed to the sun for one day. This road really confirms what Lu Xun said: when there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road.

The more people walking, the harder the road will be.

Yi Yang ran on the rural road, humming a song as he ran.

The scenery on both sides of the road slowly moves backward. There are dark green trees, light green fields, and milky white clouds.

Yi Yang didn't run very fast.

If any of his former friends saw him now, they would probably be extremely surprised.

It has changed. Especially the temperament from the inside out is completely different.

His skin was a little darker, and the skin on his neck and nose was peeled off by the sun, and his face was no longer that bluish pale.

His hair is much shorter, and although he still has bangs, they are only lightly bunched above his eyebrows. However, the hair was not cut neatly and was in pieces here and there, so it looked weird and unnatural.

Cut it myself with scissors.

Second uncle Yi San saw his hairstyle and hesitated to speak. In the end, he struggled for a long time and still didn't say anything.

Probably, the second uncle thinks that it is at least much more pleasing to the eye than that unconventional hairstyle that covers the eyes.

Yi Yang himself didn't care at all.

At this time, he had only been running for more than 20 minutes, and his thighs were already a little sore. He couldn't hum the song anymore because he was tired.

This body is still a little weak.

In the past, winning in fights depended on being ruthless and not caring about the consequences.

But Yi Yang still persisted. He wanted to run to the nearby Zhongtian Village to rest.

He told his second uncle that after school started, he would let Yi Chuan move in with him. There is an empty room in your own home, and grandma is there too. It is better than living under someone else's roof. Although he is fostered in the teacher's home, Yi Chuan has a naughty personality and the teacher may not like it. Even if he doesn't mention this, he can save a lot of money, right?

Yi Yang knew that before, his second uncle would rather spend money to leave Yi Chuan to the teacher because he was afraid that living with him would lead to him being ruined. But Yi Yang believes that during this period of time together, the second uncle's family will definitely feel the changes in themselves.

You should rest assured.

However, the second uncle did not reply directly and just said: "We will see when the time comes."

Yi Yang was not in a hurry. After all, Yi Chuan is still young and has strong plasticity. If he gets good grades in the future, it will be too late to convince his second uncle and his wife.

As the breeze blew, Yi Yang stopped on the side of the road, with Zhongtian Village in front of him. He stood by a pond and kicked some stones into the pond.

The water ripples.

My mind was spinning with my next plan.

To live a new life, the direction and goal are now very clear. I must study hard and get into a good university.

At least, it’s 985. Even if it’s not good enough, it’s still 211.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University and Renmin University. But Yi Yang knew in his heart that the fourteen years he lived longer than his peers could not bring about a qualitative improvement in his performance.

Compared with other peers, his advantage is actually weak. The biggest advantage is that he has experienced too many things and cherishes the opportunity to learn more than many of his peers.

The experience of living at the bottom of the class has enabled him to withstand loneliness and temptation better than other classmates.

Especially, about the temptation of puppy love.

It's best not to think about other messy things. Although Yi Yang has read some online novels, some of the protagonists in them were reborn to either make movies, speculate in real estate, engage in finance, or get some special currency, and suddenly reached the pinnacle of life.

But it is a fictional story after all and is unrealistic. The uneducated self has no idea how to get started with those things.

After all, he didn't even finish high school.

It would be best to wait until he gets admitted to a good university and gains insight and stronger cognitive abilities to rely on his memory fourteen years later to do some big things.

Talent, life is not in vain.

In a moment of confusion, Yi Yang heard someone calling him.

"Huh? Is it you?"

Yi Yang turned around and saw Zhao Yue'e who lent him the book.

To be precise, it's sister Zhao Yue'e.

Yi Yang smiled: "Hi."

Zhao Yue'e was carrying an empty bucket and was walking out of the village.

Zhao Yue'e and Yi Yang are not related by blood, but in the countryside, the family their aunt married into is considered to be relatively close. So, the two of them have actually known each other since childhood.

It's just that the relationship is cold. Because Yi Yang never liked to be friends with people with good grades, and Zhao Yue'e, a good student and good girl, also stayed away from "second-rate guys" like Yi Yang.

Zhao Yue'e said: "Are you running?"

Yi Yang nodded: "Go for a run and get some exercise."

Zhao Yue'e said: "Oh."

The exchange between the two came to an abrupt end because neither party knew what to talk about next. So Zhao Yue'e took the bucket and left.

Somewhat embarrassing.

Yi Yang suddenly said: "Where are you going?"

Zhao Yue'e was slightly startled, "Uh. I'll go outside to get some water."

Yi Yang asked strangely: "You want to go outside?"

"The water pipe in the village is broken and is being repaired."

"Oh, you... how about I help you."

"Ah? No, no need..."

However, Yi Yang had already taken the bucket from her hand.

Yi Yang shook his head: "You can't lift it."

Zhao Yue'e has not yet begun to grow. She is small and has a long braid that reaches her waist. However, the reason for her long hair reaching her waist is not her long hair, but her short stature.

Although Zhao Yue'e was embarrassed, she still handed the bucket to Yi Yang. She doesn't know how to refuse. Not only does she not know how to refuse other people's requests, she also doesn't know how to refuse other people's help.

"I could just carry half a barrel."

But Yi Yang has already moved forward. "Is it the front?"

Zhao Yue'e had no choice but to follow.

The two received water from the main pipe tap outside the village.

A bucket full.

Yi Yang was a little wobbly when he lifted it up and almost fell down.

Zhao Yue'e couldn't help but laugh: "How about you pour half the bucket out?"

Yi Yang was silent for a while, did not agree, and continued to move forward with a bucket full of water.

The two of them walked towards Zhao Yuee's home without saying much. The road was swaying and rippling, leaving splashes of water on the road.

Finally, it's arrived.

Yi Yang's hands were extremely sore, but he was still very happy and said with some pride: "Look, you can lift it."

Zhao Yue'e was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "You are really interesting."

Yi Yang nodded, "Aunt Zhao went to the fields again?"

Zhao Yue'e said: "Yes. I have to go there early every day."

Yi Yang nodded again. He looked around again and then said, "Okay, I'm leaving. I can return your book to you in the next two days."

Zhao Yue'e nodded.

Just when Yi Yang was about to turn around and leave, Zhao Yue'e suddenly said: "Oh, by the way..."

Yi Yang turned around and looked at her doubtfully.

"Thank you."

Yi Yang smiled brightly: "It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yue'e hesitated for a moment and then said, "Well... you are a little different from what I imagined."

"no the same?"

"Um...oh, by the way, there's one more thing."

"What?"

Zhao Yue'e hesitated to speak. After thinking about it, she said: "Forget it, let's not say it."

Yi Yang showed a puzzled expression: "What?"

Zhao Yue'e suddenly laughed, "Do you really want to listen?"

"Say it."

"Your hair... well, it's so ugly."