"September 20th."
Zhou Yan looked at the calendar on the wall and murmured.
This is the official first day of school.
It was also the twentieth day after his rebirth.
In twenty days, he had a technology company, a campus studio, and more than three million yuan in capital.
I also re-encountered the women I met or even missed in my previous life by accident.
For an ordinary freshman, these twenty days can be said to be a warm-up for college life, or they may come to the university with their parents to report, and sweat during the twelve days of military training, becoming a part of college life. A fresh start.
But I am no longer ordinary.
The moment I woke up in the train.
Zhou Yan knew that he was destined to embark on a completely extraordinary path as an ordinary person.
Just like himself in the previous life, how could he have expected that Tangtang would be caught in his hands from the beginning.
Even Xia Nuannuan had so many interactions with him by accident and became his nominal niece.
As well as Shen Li, Lianyi and Yan Mo.
Zhou Yan knew that he was very greedy, so greedy that he wanted to possess them all.
But this is not what rebirth means.
But he also knew that the energy he had now was still not enough.
Not enough to protect everything we have now.
Zhou Yan sighed softly, but his waist was surrounded by a pair of small hands.
"What is Shitou thinking?" Tang Tang leaned on Zhou Yan's back and murmured softly.
Her voice was still soft and soft, with deep affection in her gentleness.
She was holding her favorite big boy in her arms. Even if they didn't speak to each other, the silent time could become forever.
Zhou Yan turned around and looked at Tang Tang. He looked at the girl next door who had been in his dreams in his previous life but was firmly held in his hands in this life. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm wondering if Tang Tang will always be with me." around."
"I will definitely do it." Tang Tang nodded his head vigorously, his face full of seriousness.
She didn't understand why Shitou asked such a question, but she knew that she had one and only one answer in her heart.
She will always be by Shi Shi's side, even if it is not as a wife, she will be as a sister and a family member.
Even if the stone drives her away, she will not leave.
Zhou Yan looked at Tang Tang's serious look, and his eyes became more tender.
He grabbed Tang Tang's little hand and squeezed it gently.
The cold little hands are like a hint of sweetness in the dryness of midsummer, melting from the heart silently.
Tang Tang wanted to say something more, but Zhou Yan hugged Tang Tang directly.
Very hard.
It was as if he wanted to rub her into his arms.
"Stone."
Tang Tang was not surprised that Zhou Yan would hug her directly. Even if she had already taken a bath and Zhou Yan hadn't, she didn't care.
Zhou Yan's embrace was very warm, especially the smell that belonged to Zhou Yan, which made Tang Tang couldn't help but sniff it gently.
A manly scent that she couldn't let go of.
Tang Tang has never been so obsessed.
She knew that Zhou Yan didn't just like her, but also Shen Li, and maybe others in the future, but Tang Tang also knew that she had already occupied a certain position in Zhou Yan's heart. This position had enough weight, wasn't it? Who can easily replace it.
This is enough.
She is easily satisfied.
Tang Tang rubbed his little head against Zhou Yan's shoulder again and closed his eyes like a little beast.
Her long eyelashes flapped gently, like butterfly wings.
Zhou Yan hugged the girl in his arms and said softly: "Let's go, we have classes today."
"Okay!" Tang Tang nodded her little head vigorously, and separated from Zhou Yan, taking away a trace of reluctance. She asked Zhou Yan: "Will you come out with me often after Shitou has classes?"
"Of course, I will also help Tangbaoer with homework." Zhou Yan smiled.
"Stone, you are necrotic." Tang Tang stood on tiptoes and took a bite on Zhou Yan's neck.
"It's all saliva." Zhou Yan pretended to be disgusted and wiped it away.
Tang Tang slapped Zhou Yan angrily: "Don't wipe it."
Zhou Yan pinched Cha Tangtang's cheek again, and looking at the thin lips specially painted with lipstick, Zhou Yan couldn't help but kiss him directly.
...
At seven o'clock, Zhou Yan returned to the dormitory.
Chen Xiaole didn't know if it was because he was too tired, but the snoring made Zhou Yan want to put on earplugs.
Fortunately, I have bought a house in Dream Cube now, so I don't have to listen to Chen Xiaole's snoring every day.
Of course I couldn't sleep at all.
Zhou Yan glanced with admiration at Yang Lei and Liu Feng, who were sleeping with their hands covered with quilts.
"Xiao Yanzi, you haven't returned to your dormitory for a long time."
Hearing Chen Xiaole's voice, Zhou Yan raised his head.
Found him shirtless and already sitting up.
For some reason, Zhou Yan heard something wrong in Chen Xiaole's voice.
broke up?
Not right either.
Zhou Yan remembered that Chen Xiaole said goodbye to that scumbag at the end of the semester.
"Xiao Yanzi, I'm lovelorn." Chen Xiaole's voice was a little low.
"Lost in love?" Zhou Yan was stunned: "Didn't you just fall in love?"
Chen Xiaole said with some frustration: "Xiaoyun hasn't replied to my message for three days."
Zhou Yan thought to himself, "That relationship is good," but he still comforted him by saying, "Isn't it just a woman? I'll look for you later."
"Impossible! Xiaoyun will never abandon me. I even made an appointment with her to meet my parents together." Chen Xiaole said quickly.
Zhou Yan: "Maybe someone has something to do and doesn't check QQ."
Chen Xiaole heard Zhou Yan's words and slapped his thigh: "Why didn't I think of that?"
"Old Zhou, you reminded me." Chen Xiaole said excitedly: "QQ is offline if you don't open it. Maybe Xiaoyun is really delayed and has no time to watch QQ."
"What's the noise? I won't let anyone sleep anymore." Yang Lei muttered dissatisfiedly.
The atmosphere he had just created was ruined. Chen Xiaole glared at Yang Lei dissatisfied: "What time is it and you still go to bed? Do you know that there is class today?"
"I know, I know." Yang Lei waved his hand, and he was about to stand up and scratch his back. When he saw Zhou Yan, he was a little surprised: "Old Zhou, are you back?"
"Um."
Zhou Yan said with a smile: "If you don't come back, no one will wake you up."
"That's right." Yang Lei laughed, looked at Liu Feng who was still holding the quilt, and directly pulled off his quilt: "Little madman, get up quickly..."
Yang Lei looked at Liu Feng, who was leaning sideways on the bed and looking at his mobile phone, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
No need to think, he's here again.
Liu Feng was not angry when he saw that the quilt had been pulled off him. He looked at Zhou Yan under the bed and showed his signature 'Dong Chenggong' smile: "Brother Zhou is back."
"Well, leaning sideways affects your vision. You can try sitting up." Zhou Yan said.
"Yes." Liu Feng nodded and sat up directly.
"Have Xiaofeng ever thought about writing one by himself?" Zhou Yan suddenly asked.
"Write it yourself?" Liu Feng tilted his head, as if thinking.
On the other hand, Yang Lei and Chen Xiaole burst into laughter.
Chen Xiaole seemed to have gotten over the previous sadness, but at this time, he held his stomach and said to Zhou Yan: "Xiao Yanzi, you think the little lunatic is a writer like Tiancan Tudou, and he still writes."
At this time, Yang Lei also agreed and said: "That's right, Lao Zhou, the little madman works all day long, how can he have time to write by himself, isn't it delicious?"
When Liu Feng heard what Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei said, he was not angry. At this time, he also raised his head and looked at Zhou Yan: "Brother Zhou, is it really reliable to write this?"
Yang Lei was stunned for a moment: "I'm telling you, little madman, you don't really want to write about it, do you?"
Chen Xiaole also joked: "Little madman, I'm very optimistic about you. We don't ask to write a game about Douluo Dalu, which is about leveling up and fighting monsters."
At this time, Liu Feng seemed to have not heard what Chen Xiaole and Yang Lei said, but looked at Zhou Yan: "Brother Zhou, do you really think I can do it?"
Zhou Yan smiled. Sometimes doing something requires the approval of others. Maybe Liu Feng had the idea of writing a long time ago. Now he is just encouraging him. He said directly: "Try it, who doesn't have it?" By the way, didn’t Tiancan Tudou have to work for several years before he can produce the work of Fighting to Break the Sphere?”
Chen Xiaole: "Xiao Yanzi, I'm not satisfied with what you said. What does it mean to pounce for several years? That's called brewing. Do you understand brewing?"
"Well, brewing."
Zhou Yan looked at Liu Feng and said with a smile: "Actually, Xiaofeng, you can try to write about it. Many successful online writers are actually converted by readers. Those like you who have been reading for more than ten years, Basically, as long as you write seriously, you can achieve some results, what is missing is persistence.”
When Liu Feng heard Zhou Yan's words, he was stunned again. After a long time, he nodded seriously to Zhou Yan: "Brother Zhou, let me try."
Zhou Yan: "Sure, Xiaole and I have watched a lot. We can talk to you after class later."
"And me, Lao Zhou, why do you count as Xiao Le? Who doesn't these days?"
Yang Lei patted his chest and smiled at Liu Feng: "I'm afraid you don't know, little madman. Brother, I have been writing on the Internet for more than ten years. If you want to write, maybe you can really learn from my brother."
Liu Feng nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "Yes, Brother Lei."
Zhou Yan could clearly feel Liu Feng's energy returning a little and smiled.
In fact, it was not bad if I wrote it in 2010.
I just don’t know if my roommate is just talking or serious.
If he really has this idea, he can give some good suggestions.
....
"Qizhu."
"arrive."
"Gu Xiaoyu."
"arrive."
The clicks sounded one after another. On the podium was an old man with gray hair. If Zhou Yan were here, he would recognize him as the old man Guo whom Zhou Yan and Shen Li met while singing by Runxin Lake.
Wearing a pair of reading glasses, he was holding a roster and counting the names. Every time he called, he would glance at the students in the audience with his peripheral vision, as if he was looking for someone.
Xia Nuannuan, Su Xiaohan, Tang Tang, and Xing Xuan were sitting in the corner.
Xia Nuannuan and Su Xiaohan were chatting, while Xingxuan and Tang Tang were reading quietly.
"Xiaohan, what do you think of Professor Guo Songqiang's reputation? Will he cause trouble for us if we skip class?" Xia Nuannuan asked Su Xiaohan quietly.
Su Xiaohan shook his head: "I'm not sure. I can ask Sister Shishi from the student union later."
"Well, it seems to be quite kind." Xia Nuannuan didn't pay too much attention.
It was a bit boring to hear the point, Xia Nuannuan took the initiative to find a topic, and asked Su Xiaohan quietly: "Xiaohan, I remember that you want to join the student union, have you entered?"
"Not yet." Su Xiaohan shook his head: "The student union's written examination is scheduled for seven o'clock in the evening. There will be two rounds of interviews after the written examination. It is quite strict. I don't know if I can get in."
When Xia Nuannuan heard what Su Xiaohan said, she smiled and said, "Xiaohan, just relax. Didn't you often help Sister Shishi with work before? Maybe someone can help you through the back door."
"Who are you going to use the back door for?"
When Xia Nuannuan heard the sound, she was alert and realized that the person standing next to her was the old professor she was talking about just now.
"No, it's nothing." Xia Nuannuan waved her hands quickly, pretending that nothing happened and started reading.
"Well, it's fine." Guo Songqiang didn't pay attention and started to light up again.
"Fang Chuan."
"arrive."
"Li Mu."
"arrive."
Guo Songqiang's voice was full of energy, and Xia Nuannuan twitched her lips.
This old professor was uneasy and kind-hearted, so he deliberately pointed out.
"Xia Nuannuan."
"Arrived." Xia Nuannuan rolled her eyes and said weakly.
"Didn't you eat?" Guo Songqiang looked at Xia Nuannuan.
Xia Nuannuan got an idea and shouted loudly: "Here we are!"
There was a roar of laughter.
Especially when I saw the old professor training the class girls, the booing was even louder.
"Quiet, quiet." Guo Songqiang patted the table with the roster in his hand.
The classroom fell silent. Guo Songqiang glanced at Xia Nuannuan and returned to the podium to continue counting.
"Xing Xuan."
"Arrived." A playful voice sounded.
Xing Xuan raised her hand and gestured to Guo Songqiang.
Guo Songqiang nodded with satisfaction.
"Tangtang."
"Here we are." Tang Tang stood up and smiled sweetly at Guo Songqiang: "Hello, professor!"
"Hello." Guo Songqiang smiled and clicked another one: "Su Xiaohan."
"Teacher, I'm here, I'm here!" Su Xiaohan stood up and shouted.
Guo Songqiang: "Don't be shy."
An old professor said a new word like 'biepi', which soon made the classroom burst into laughter. Everyone suddenly found that this old professor was quite interesting.
"Oh." Su Xiaohan responded with a blush, and quickly sat back in his seat, burying his head in his arms like a shy quail.
"It's strange that there's no name for that guy."
Guo Songqiang flipped through the roster, a little confused.
That guy said he majored in management. Why didn't he see him in three classes?
Could it be that he was deceiving this bad old man?
Guo Songqiang was not sure, so he said again like the previous two classes.
"Zhou Yan."
No one in the classroom responded, but the four people in Xia Nuannuan's dormitory all raised their heads and looked at Guo Songqiang.
"Isn't Zhou Yan in this class? If so, please say something?" Guo Songqiang added uncertainly.
"Teacher, are you talking about classmate Zhou Yan who gave a speech at the opening ceremony that day?" one of the girls asked.
And give a speech at the opening ceremony?
Guo Songqiang was stunned.
Is this guy so awesome?
But it should be him.
Guo Songqiang looked at the girl eagerly and asked with a smile: "Ah, yes, that's Zhou Yan. Is he in this class?"
The girl hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "That teacher, classmate Zhou Yan, is from the Department of Mathematics, School of Science."
"Huh?" Guo Songqiang's smile froze.
