mijobooks Chapter 1 reached 1999
Chapter 1 reached 1999
Summer sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, like crumpled gold leaf scattered across the ground, swaying gently in the breeze.
The cicadas woke up exceptionally early this morning and were already chirping desperately outside the window, their sounds growing louder and louder. The boy in bed turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.
A moment later, there was a knock on the door. "Xiao Yuan, it's time to get up. We need to go to school today to estimate our scores and fill out our college applications." It was his mother's voice.
Chen Zhiyuan opened his eyes, his face blank. Where am I? Something's not right!
Could it be that I took off too many times last night and suffered a backlash?
After a long while, his consciousness gradually returned.
He still feels a sense of unreality—just last night he was drinking and eating skewers with some friends at a barbecue stall, complaining about the injustices of life amidst the smoke and fire, and then went home to sleep. He only did some handicrafts before going to bed, so how did he end up lying here when he woke up?
This is clearly my room from my student days.
There was a poster of a certain celebrity on the wall, and a tall stack of textbooks on the desk—mathematics, Chinese, physics… and stacks of test papers with the edges slightly curled up.
Chen Zhiyuan sat up in bed and walked to the mirror. His reflection showed him to be young and full of youthful vigor, looking exactly like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old.
He secretly pinched his arm, and a clear pain shot through him; it wasn't a dream.
Everything is true.
Chen Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat, followed by a slight surge of excitement—I've been reborn.
My mother just said that we're going to school today to estimate our scores and fill out our college applications, which means the college entrance exam is over.
That's good news. At least we don't have to take the test again. We've already forgotten all that knowledge. If we had to retake it, the result would have been predictable.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Zhiyuan suddenly remembered something: in his previous life, his college entrance examination score was 538, while the cutoff score for key undergraduate programs that year was 537.
With just one point more, his chances of getting into a top university were basically gone, and he ended up going to an ordinary undergraduate institution.
His life after that was not smooth sailing, and his love life was full of ups and downs, leaving him scarred. Eventually, he almost stopped believing in true love.
"Xiao Yuan, what are you dawdling for? Get up and go to school!" His mother's voice came through the door again, with her familiar urging.
Chen Zhiyuan responded, got up to wash up, and sat down at the dining table. Looking at his mother's face, which looked more than twenty years younger than he remembered, he couldn't help but grin: "Mom, you're getting younger and younger."
Chen's mother smiled and scolded lightly, "You smooth talker, are you trying to get money again? Here, it's twenty yuan. Be careful with your money."
Twenty yuan in 1999 wasn't a small amount; it could buy quite a few things. Chen Zhiyuan happily took it and stuffed it into his pocket: "Thank you, Mom."
Chen's mother was slightly taken aback. Her son seemed a little different today; he was more sensible and lively than before.
However, she didn't think much of it, only that it was probably because the college entrance exam was over and she was relaxed.
As a mother, Zhang Hui naturally cares about her son's grades.
She didn't dare ask during the exam days, but now, three days after the exam, she finally couldn't help but ask, her tone filled with cautious anticipation.
Actually, she was a little unsure of herself.
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In the second semester of her senior year of high school, she vaguely sensed that her son might be in a relationship with Sisi, the daughter of the Zhao family.
She liked the girl; she was pretty and had watched her grow up. She would be happy if she became her daughter-in-law. However, it was a bit too early for her to be dating before graduating high school.
Because of this concern, she noticed that Chen Zhiyuan's grades had slipped from the top ten in the grade to around the top fifty, a significant decline.
When his mother asked, Chen Zhiyuan smiled, his expression relaxed, radiating a rare ease: "Mom, getting into a top university shouldn't be a problem, don't worry."
He paused, then asked, "By the way, where's my dad?"
"It's already past eight o'clock, he's already gone to work." Chen's mother said, gesturing with her chin towards the clock on the wall, the hands of which were pointing to 8:15.
Chen's mother was originally an employee of Shuguang Machinery Factory, but the factory's performance declined year by year, and she has been laid off and at home for two years.
After finishing breakfast, Chen Zhiyuan stood up and said, "Mom, your breakfasts are getting better and better. I'm going to school now."
Praised by her son, Chen's mother's face immediately lit up with a smile, but she didn't forget to remind him, "Be careful when estimating the score, don't rush, make sure you estimate it accurately."
"Okay," Chen Zhiyuan replied as he walked towards the door.
The college entrance examination in 1999 was quite different from those that followed.
The exams will be held on July 7th, 8th, and 9th, a total of three days. Chen Zhiyuan is studying science and will take exams in Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, and Chemistry, with each subject worth 150 points, for a total score of 750.
The way to fill out college applications was also different: three days after the exam, the school organized a unified score estimation, and then the applications had to be filled out, instead of waiting for the scores to be released before filling them out, as was done later.
Chen Zhiyuan went downstairs, pushed his bicycle out of the bicycle shed based on his memory, and rode it to school.
I had only ridden a few steps, and hadn't even left the neighborhood, when I saw a figure standing in front of me, with a face full of collagen, radiating youthful energy.
Zhao Sisi.
Even after two or three decades, Chen Zhiyuan still recognized her at a glance, but his heart was calm and no longer stirred.
In his previous life, he was Zhao Sisi's ultimate simp, simping from high school to university, and continuing for several years after graduation, until she married a rich and handsome man, at which point he finally gave up.
Since then, my heart has grown weary. I no longer believe in true love. I either frequent romantic escapades or retreat to bathhouses, living a life of aimless drifting.
"Chen Zhiyuan!"
From a distance, Zhao Sisi called out to him, her voice clear and melodious.
Chen Zhiyuan simply replied with a curt "What is it?"
The coldness and distance made Zhao Sisi feel wronged. Her lips trembled and her eyes reddened slightly.
"Chen Zhiyuan, I haven't had breakfast yet. I want to eat soup dumplings..."
Chen Zhiyuan barely stopped the car, leaving with the words, "I'm busy, go buy it yourself if you want to eat."
Before she could finish speaking, the person had already ridden away, leaving her with only a receding silhouette.
Zhao Sisi stood there, stunned, unable to understand why the person who had been so attentive to her yesterday was acting like a completely different person today.
How could he do this?
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Her eyes reddened, and she felt both sore and angry, as if something was blocking her throat, making her feel wronged and uncomfortable.
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