Reborn in 2015, I became a male god starting in high school.

Chapter 2 Yang Ge'er?
Li Dongfeng was known for his loud voice, and he just said it casually.

But the whole class heard it clearly.

But that is indeed the truth.

On this small plot of land belonging to the county's No. 1 Middle School.

There's nothing shameful about liking Xia Wei.

Xia Wei is beautiful and does well in her studies.

I heard that her father is a leader in the procuratorate, and her family's financial situation is top-notch.

She is the dream girl of countless boys.

However, Zhou Ziyang told Li Dongfeng very seriously, "I don't like her."

"Hehe, I get it, I get it!"

Li Dongfeng winked and made faces; it's only natural to be shy.

Zhou Ziyang didn't want to waste time on this pointless question, so he simply asked him what he wanted to see him about.

Li Dongfeng was very unhappy to hear this.

He said, "You really forgot!"

"I was afraid you'd forget, so I came here specifically to tell you again!"

"Old Zhou, if you don't come to see me off tonight, then our relationship is over!"

"Seeing someone off?" Zhou Ziyang, who had just been reborn, didn't quite understand.

"Yes! I'm going to work in the south tomorrow, and I've already made contact with people!"

"Let me tell you, Lao Zhou, the job I found is amazing! The salary is eight thousand a month, and he even sent me pictures of the factory environment and the dormitory. It's a two-person dormitory with air conditioning and a recreation room! The recreation room has computers, TVs, and game consoles! It's so much better than going to university!"

When he said this, Li Dongfeng deliberately raised his voice a little.

It seems like they're showing off.

Unfortunately, I ignored his boasting.

During their lunch break, the students either closed their eyes to rest.

Or do a few practice tests to make up for your weaker subjects.

Or perhaps they secretly take out their phones and send a few messages to their online friends.

Although they are all in the same county high school, the classes are different from each other.

Zhou Ziyang's class is an advanced class, so even someone like Zhou Ziyang, whose grades aren't that great, has a chance to try for a second-tier university.

As for Li Dongfeng's class, it belonged to the bottom tier of the county's No. 1 Middle School, with students either getting in through connections or through a lottery system for high school admission.

In short, the process of diverting students over three years has been completed.

Although they belong to the same high school, the teaching environment is already different.

Logically speaking, Li Dongfeng shouldn't be blatantly switching classes.

But now that he's leaving school tomorrow to work, he has no worries.

At this point, Zhou Ziyang remembered.

In the process of my own growth.

That's indeed the case.

In April, Li Dongfeng participated in the academic level test for college admissions and was admitted early by a vocational college in Nanjing.

Therefore, he was idle for the next five months.

Li Dongfeng's family was not well-off; he had a rural household registration.

My parents passed away early, and I relied on my older sister for support.

Years ago, Li Dongfeng's village was collectively demolished.

Li Dongfeng and his sister moved to the town.

Li Dongfeng's older sister is six years older than him. After graduating from high school, she found a job in a nearby factory to support Li Dongfeng's studies.

According to Li Dongfeng's sister, she was determined to sell everything she owned to support Li Dongfeng's university education.

But unfortunately, Li Dongfeng wasn't cut out for studying.

I heard that senior high school students could be admitted to colleges and universities early, so I signed up without thinking twice.

In his words, since studying it all is the same anyway, it's better to start working hard and earn some money sooner!

Zhou Ziyang remembered that he hadn't attended the farewell dinner in his previous life.

In his mind, he didn't think he had any friends at all.

I can't say I like Li Dongfeng, who is somewhat rude, slovenly, and lacks boundaries.

During his youth, Zhou Ziyang also had a lot of troubles.

When Zhou Ziyang was very young, his mother told him that his father had abandoned them.

He was seduced by a vixen.

All he did every day was go to the dance hall to dance with the girls.

"So you need to study hard."

"You must make something of yourself!"

"Make him regret abandoning us!"

"We need to make him kneel down and beg us!"

Zhou's mother told Zhou Ziyang many stories similar to those of Chen Shimei.

The plot is roughly this: a scumbag abandons his wife who has stood by him through thick and thin.

Eighteen years later, his son became the top scholar in the imperial examination!

Then the scumbag father came over crying and begging for forgiveness!
Zhou Ziyang was also deeply moved when he heard this!

He declared on the spot that he wanted to go to Tsinghua University!
I want to go to Peking University!

Make that scumbag dad regret it!
But as he got older, Zhou Ziyang felt that the time was far away.

Especially after high school, I felt that I had put in a lot of effort.

But ironically, some people always score higher than them.

Others can solve the same problem.

I can't understand it no matter how hard I try.

For Zhou Ziyang, high school was a painful experience.

Zhou Ziyang's limited perspective made him feel that his future was bleak.

I have to get up at 6:30 every morning, brush my teeth and wash my face, and arrive at the classroom at 7:10 to start morning reading.

The homeroom teacher tapped the podium with a pointer.

Wake up! Wake up!
Eyes open! The competition begins!
From 7:00 AM to 9:30 PM.

There are twelve classes a day.

Every forty minutes, a different teacher would appear, talking animatedly and passionately about the test paper.

Or it could be an exam.

There's nothing else to do in the senior year of high school except constantly doing and going over test papers!
Then there are the teacher's ideological education classes.

In short, everything can be summed up in one sentence!

If you don't do well on the exam, your life will be ruined!
A university education will pave the way for a brilliant future!
If you don't get into university, look, the person sitting on the curb repairing someone's roof is your future!

100 days of hard work! A lifetime of happiness!

One more point on the test can eliminate thousands of others!

In this environment, Zhou Ziyang truly felt that he had no future to speak of.

No matter how hard you try, you'll only get into an average second-tier university.

Thinking back, I used to say I wanted to go to Tsinghua or Peking University so my scumbag father would regret it.

Zhou Ziyang felt that it was good enough that his scumbag father wasn't secretly laughing behind his back.

Zhou Ziyang was emotionally detached to begin with, and he certainly wouldn't waste time dealing with someone like Li Dongfeng, whom he couldn't get along with.

So, in my previous life, I did agree to attend Li Dongfeng's farewell dinner.

In the end, he declined, saying that the teacher was watching closely and it was difficult to ask for leave from evening self-study, so he didn't go.

Even if Li Dongfeng was stupid, he could see through Zhou Ziyang's meaning.

There has been no further contact since.

We met again many years later.

After graduating from university, Zhou Ziyang, with the help of his scumbag father, got a decent job and bought his own house in the county town.

At that time, Zhou Ziyang was dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, and leather shoes, looking every bit the respectable person in the department.

New house renovation.

Zhou Ziyang discussed his opinions with the foreman.

A worker wearing a tattered red T-shirt was hiding in the corner, spying on Zhou Ziyang.

This continued until after the foreman left.

The worker limped slowly over and cautiously called out, "Zi, Ziyang... Brother..."

(End of this chapter)