I am reborn and just want to concentrate on my studies

In the next few days, I continued to maintain that learning rhythm and successfully completed the final exam.

This exam is not worth being particularly nervous about. As an adult, the focus should be on the value behind something. This final exam will only affect the scholarship award for the next semester, so it is not that important. The final exam for the next semester must be taken very seriously. If I remember correctly, the distance education project has been launched, and the final exam scores for the next semester will have a greater weight in terms of admission to online classes.

Therefore, you can take the exam with a relaxed attitude.

My performance in areas other than language and mathematics is relatively stable, but I have little experience in geography and biology, which is not ideal. Fortunately, the two scores add up to only 100 points.

After the exam, a group of people who had a good relationship with Yi Yang met and went to Zhou Zhou's house to play.

As the truly rich little girl in the class, Zhou Zhou's family is very big and she is also an aboriginal in the county. She lives in every self-built building. His father is a businessman, but he has never seen him. His mother is a fat, middle-aged woman, who is well-kept, soft-spoken, and very gentle. Zhou Zhou has a soft and waxy personality, almost the same as her mother. Carved out of a mold.

Watching TV or movies was boring, so Luo Luoyue suggested playing a game... What to play? Yi Yang thought of a very popular game in his previous life and proposed to play Werewolf.

"Werewolf? What is that...I've never heard of it."

Yi Yang counted the number of people, and he had four boys, Zhao Qiang, Zhang Bushou, and Luo Bing, and four girls, Luo Luoyue, Zhou Zhou, Qiu Guoran, and Ning Zhixin. Although the number was a little smaller, they could still play. After briefly explaining the rules, and then becoming the host, everyone tried to play a few times and got into the mood.

"Oh, it's just a speech game...I understand." Luo Luoyue said excitedly: "I'm very logical, um, I understand."

In the subsequent round, Luo Luoyue was ruthlessly voted out after a long series of speeches.

"Why?" Luo Luoyue looked depressed.

Zhao Qiang said: "Your speech is very good. I think you are a werewolf who is very good at speaking."

Zhou Zhou said: "You voted me out in the first round, I will vote in you this time..."

Luo Bing pushed up his glasses: "The essence of this game is not logic."

As the host, Yi Yang makes me want to laugh... He was in a 4S store in his previous life, and learned it under the influence of several salesmen. He liked playing it at first, but as time went on, he found the game more and more boring because there were so many The self-righteous "advanced players" memorized a bunch of formulas, followed the formulas mechanically, and had a self-righteous sense of superiority, so they ruined the game.

This game is meant to be played with acquaintances, and it’s most interesting when you don’t understand anything.

At this time, they were having a lot of fun, and what Luo Bing said made sense. This game was not a logical game, but in the final analysis, it was a social game.

The werewolf can kill whoever he wants. If you killed me in the last game, I will come back this game. The prophet can jump if he wants to jump, and stay dark if he doesn't want to jump. If you get the hunter and the witch, whoever you don't like will be taken in a wave. Let's go... Anyway, you can have fun anyway, and it didn't take long for the atmosphere to become one of cursing and fun.

"The first one was you who gave me poison, right... This time I got the wolf, hehe, I'm sorry."

"Why don't you kill me but not Ning Zhixin! She has such an obvious priesthood!"

"I'm a girl, Zhao Qiang, calm down."

"Ha ha……"

…

When they parted in the evening, Zhang Bushou and Yi Yang were together. The two of them walked back together. The fat man looked at the dim street lights and suddenly said: "Alas... under the dim lights, there are two big men... alas."

Yi Yang kicked him: "You are so wronged to death."

"Hehe...that's not the case."

Looking at the gradually lengthening shadows under the light, Yi Yang felt a little emotional when he thought about how much fun he had at Zhou Zhou's house today. I have a good relationship with everyone now, but no one knows how long this friendship will last. They can't see that far yet, and they won't even discuss separation in the future... They are too young, and they won't understand the meaning of going their separate ways after graduation.

It doesn't even take a long time to graduate from junior high school. After only three or five years, you will most likely be unfamiliar with it.

At that time, what was this experience?

Thinking of this, I felt a little sentimental for no reason... Then I laughed at myself. Sure enough, I had read too many books and became more and more emotional, even a bit sick of literary youth.

There is no need to think so far ahead. Things are happening now. If you have to think about the future for everything, then what is the point of living again? When your feet hit the ground, the river flows eastwards.

After walking for a while, Zhang Bushou suddenly said: "By the way, Yi Yang... are you free these two days?"

Yi Yang thought for a while, he just finished the exam and could relax a little. To be honest, if students don’t study, what will happen? He replied: "Yes, Sora. What's wrong?"

Zhang Bushou scratched his head: "Then if you have time, do me a favor."

"explain."

"My father and my eldest uncle and my second uncle, they jointly built a pig farm... They will build a factory tomorrow. I want to help. If you are free, come with me."

Yi Yang remembered that in the previous life, Zhang Bushou's father, Zhang Tufu, had indeed built a pig farm. There was no response at first, but then it got better and better. Although it didn't sound very high-end, the money he earned was real. of. But later, Zhang Bushou failed to inherit his father's mantle, and instead learned to work as an excavator.

Yi Yang smiled and patted Zhang Bushou on the shoulder: "This is a small matter, just say it."

"Hehe..." Zhang Bushou smiled, feeling a little moved. He is a person with no independent opinions. For a long time, he just followed Yi Yang's ass and did whatever Yi Yang said. He used to play with Yi Yang because he was good at playing games, because no one in school dared to bully him, and because his hair style was cool and very unconventional. Playing with such a person would give him a lot of face... Things were different now. The reasons for going with him before seemed to have disappeared without realizing it. But it did not affect the brotherhood. He vaguely believed that what Yi Yang said and did was right.

And the most important thing is that he knows that if he is in trouble, he will definitely help Yi Yang.

He only had one brother like Yi Yang, but he felt that was enough.

Zhang Bushou said: "Yi Yang, I suddenly had an idea...I don't know if it's right or not. Please give me some advice."

Yi Yang nodded: "You say."

"Didn't you say that we should think about the future... I will seriously think about what you say. I have thought about it for a long time, and now I have an idea."

"Um."

Zhang Bushou paused for a moment, then said coyly: "In the future... I want to raise pigs."

Yi Yang was stunned. When Zhang Bushou saw this, he said with some embarrassment: "Hey...are you particularly worthless? But I...well, I've been thinking about it for a long time. If I don't get good grades, I must be quite stupid." Well, anyway... I don't think I can go to a good university after high school like you. I've asked about it, and there are some junior colleges, the ones related to pig raising, and the scores are not that high. I want to study that. If you become a major, you can help dad do something in the future."

Yi Yang didn't smile. He touched his chin and suddenly asked coldly: "Are you sure you don't want to drive an excavator?"

Zhang Bushou was startled: "Huh?"

"Oh, nothing... nothing. I mean, I think your idea is very good. How funny is it to study this kind of major in the future? It's not funny at all. Isn't raising pigs bad? Raising pigs is good.

"From a small perspective, people always have to eat meat. If you raise this, you will never lose your job, and it is more stable than a civil servant. From a big perspective, who said that the only way to study this kind of profession is to raise pigs? For example ...Well, when it comes to cultivating new breeds or something, you have to have dreams. Isn’t Mr. Yuan’s dream to enjoy the cool air under the grass? If one day you come up with a new breed and a pig’s back can run a horse, people all over the country will always remember you. "

The phrase "a pig's back can run a horse" deeply stimulated Zhang Bushou. He giggled and said, "When you say that, I feel much better."

When they reached the respective intersection, Zhang Bushou waved to Yi Yang: "I'll drive to pick you up tomorrow!"

"Yeah, okay."

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When the breeze picked up, Luo Zhengwei's coat blew.

As soon as he approached the office building, Liu Guanghui came up to him. Even though he hadn't seen him for many years, Luo Zhengwei still recognized this senior in high school who was one year older than him at a glance. Although they have not had much contact over the years, their revolutionary friendship has not diminished at all. Speaking of which, both of them admired each other.

The relationship between the two began when they were in high school, when they joined forces to subdue a gangster. At that time, he had already seen that the other party's nature was similar to his own. Later, the two people's experiences impressed each other even more. Luo Zhengwei was admitted to the University of Political Science and Law and became an anti-narcotics policeman, while Liu Guanghui was drafted into the army in his senior year of high school. Later, he was promoted to the army and stayed on the border for many years. Now he has changed his career and returned to the local government to become a civil servant.

Although they don't have much contact, the friendship between the two of them is far greater than that of many classmates.

"You are such a busy man. You are back in Qinghe. Every time I call you, I can't make an appointment. You must have a few drinks with me tonight." Liu Guanghui patted Luo Zhengwei on the shoulder.

Luo Zhengwei smiled hoarsely: "It's true that I'm quite busy... It's indeed my fault. So, let's take care of this matter today. I'll treat you to it."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two of them walked upstairs while talking.

They are all straightforward people, so they don't bother to talk about so many twists and turns. After a few words, Luo Zhengwei got down to business: "Minister Yang's side..."

"Don't worry, this matter is not only your public security matter. If there are results, it will also be a major achievement for the Propaganda Department. Minister Yang attaches great importance to it and has already asked one of our top students to do some processing and improvement... By the way, it is I am graduating from the directing department of Beijing Film Academy!"

Luo Zhengwei felt much more at ease.

Soon, under the guidance of Liu Guanghui, I met Minister Yang of the Propaganda Department, a short and fat middle-aged woman. Seeing her appearance, people will probably have a feeling: this propaganda minister was elected based on strength.

Minister Yang warmly invited Luo Zhengwei to sit down, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then quickly got to the point.

“There is no way to continue optimizing this work, so I think it’s okay to leave it at that.”

Luo Zhengwei said: "I really want to thank Minister Yang and the comrades from the Propaganda Department for their hard work during this time!"

"No, no, Officer Luo has already done most of the work. We just helped a little bit, and we also had to sign the work with the name of our propaganda department. Speaking of which, we took advantage..."

"Where, where..."

After chatting casually for a while, Luo Zhengwei took the CD and prepared to leave. At this time, Minister Yang added another sentence: "But, the background music, um... the theme still doesn't fit well with our video. It would be nice if we could adjust it a little bit. Our theme is to promote anti-drug control. The perspective is also based on the anti-narcotics police. Well... although this song is very positive, it is not so... so... you know what I mean."

Luo Zhengwei's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly said: "To be honest, Minister Yang, I am actually not very satisfied with this song... There is actually a song with better lyrics, but..."

"Just what? Are there any difficulties?"

Luo Zhengwei smiled bitterly: "It's still an unfinished product."

"Unfinished product?"

Luo Zhengwei took out a piece of paper and said: "This..."

Many years ago, before Minister Yang started doing propaganda work, she was a music teacher in Heyang City. She could read music scores. She took the piece of paper and was slightly stunned. Out of professional habit, she hummed softly. After singing for a while...then he raised his head: "This melody, um, is quite catchy. The lyrics are also good, who wrote it?"

Luo Zhengwei thought for a moment, "A friend."

Although Luo Luoyue said that this song was written by her classmate, this matter is quite serious, and at least it is not yet certain whether it is true or not... A junior high school student writes songs, which is a bit incredible no matter how you listen to it, so the answer is more conservative.

Minister Yang held the piece of paper and thought for a long time, then suddenly asked: "I have an idea..."

"Well, you say."

"We can make a demo first...just a small sample to see the effect. If the effect is good, we can talk to your friend and discuss copyright matters..."

Luo Zhengwei was slightly startled, "Is it okay?"

Minister Yang nodded: "Our media center under the Propaganda Department has ready-made equipment and talents. Anyway, let's make a prototype first and see the effect. What I mean is, since this matter has been done, then try to do it. To the best.”

Luo Zhengwei nodded: "Then I'll leave it to Minister Yang!"

"Officer Luo will also have to worry about it... Well, if the demo is quite satisfactory, we will need to work harder when negotiating the copyright. Our funds... ha, not a lot."

Luo Zhengwei thought of the classmate Luo Luoyue mentioned and had some thoughts in his mind...

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After the final exam, I went on vacation directly, and I had to wait for about a week to see the results. These days you can completely relax at home.

Luo Bing is doing some high school mathematics problems... He has won the first prize in the Jiangnan Provincial Mathematics Competition in the first half of this year. Next year he plans to compete in the national junior high school mathematics competition, and his focus is on high school knowledge early.

Just then, I received a call. It was Teacher Liu Donghong calling.

"Hello...Teacher Liu."

"Luo Bing, I have something to tell you."

"Um."

"Each class can apply for one of the three best students in the province. I will apply for you. You can prepare some materials..."

Luo Bing was slightly startled, and Liu Donghong on the other end suddenly mentioned the required materials: "A copy of your ID card. If you don't have one, a copy of your household registration book will be fine, and then..."

"Teacher Liu..." Luo Bing suddenly interrupted Liu Donghong.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Luo Bing hesitated for a moment and said: "Well... why should you repay me? I think it's better to repay Yi Yang."

He thought that in the future he would most likely be able to enter a good university through subject competitions. Moreover, it is not certain whether you must study in China after graduating from high school. Saving three good students actually does not mean much to you. But Yi Yang is different... For him, the extra points for saving three good students may be decisive in the college entrance examination.

As for everyone else, well, not so much.

Liu Donghong paused slightly and rejected him directly.

"Stop being ridiculous. This is not a question of whether to apply for Yi Yang, but whether Yi Yang can go to school. To be honest, our school may be among the top three in the province, and you are the only one in these years. This You are one of the three best students in the province. There is no provincial subject competition award, and you can’t touch the threshold. Where did I just say, ID card... Oh, yes, there is also a copy of your subject competition certificate, and other things, the school I'll help you get the proof or something..."

Luo Bing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Naturally, Yi Yang didn't know about the phone calls between Luo Bing and Liu Donghong. But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. Although it is meaningful to save three good students, he also knows that it is not something he can possibly achieve.

At this time, Yi Yang also received a call.

Luo Luoyue called.

"Yi Yang, are you free tomorrow... Oh, it's nothing. My dad wants to see you, don't ask why, it has nothing to do with me anyway..."