Binding luck: I am immortal in the reincarnation game

But as he grew older, Jiang Mufan found that he never knew which unit his father worked in. The only few books related to history or archeology in the study room at home were put in by himself, and his father did not keep them. anything related.

He even once doubted whether his father might be a tomb robber. It was not until the money sent back every year was proved legal that he was a little relieved.

When he was in elementary school and junior high school, every time he watched his classmates being picked up by their parents, he realized that not all of their fathers were away all the year round, and not all of their mothers scolded their fathers as dead things every day.

Dead thing is not a term of endearment, but real abuse.

It took him years to figure out something so simple.

Every time he saw that all the other brothers who played with him went back with their parents, he had to stay in the Internet cafe with Lu Mingfei, until he ran out of balance and finished drinking the Nutrition Express before returning home, lying on the window imagine.

Maybe his father is some kind of superhero, busy saving the world every day, in order to protect the safety and privacy of their mother and daughter, it is not easy to disclose his identity.

After mopping the floor, drying the clothes, and having a quick meal in front of the ugly-faced mother, he immediately retreated to his room.

Flipping through various fragmented information on the phone, Jiang Mufan suddenly found that many foreign students were studying in China's top ten schools. It is said that their grades are also average, and they only passed a few levels of Chinese.

A bold idea popped up in his mind.

"Mom, I want to study abroad." He actually called out.

"Going abroad? Don't you look at your own grades? You are the bottom one. Come on, tell me which foreign university dares to take you?" His mother rushed into his room directly from the living room.

"I, I feel that foreign schools may not pay much attention to grades, and my foreign language is not bad, but I took the TOEFL test with Liu Miaomiao." Jiang Mufan actually argued with his mother.

Seeing his unusual behavior, my mother was a little surprised, "Why do you suddenly have the idea of ​​studying abroad?"

"I—I just feel that the college entrance examination is useless. I can't really just use my high school diploma to go out. I'm really not a student. Even if I repeat it for another year, I'm afraid I still won't be able to get a bachelor's degree." Luo Fan said with his head down. .

He didn't dare to face his mother directly, and then told her clearly that he just wanted to go abroad because he heard that Liu Miaomiao was going to go abroad.

If he really told his mother that, he was sure that he would never miss a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

Other people's mothers may play the role of a loving mother, but in this family where the father is absent all the year round, Jiang Mufan's mother has always been the one who should be beaten and never dealt with lightly.

Chapter 2

My mother was silent for a while, and finally sighed, "You Jiang Mufan was born to me. I know how your grades are and whether you are studying materials. This is the first time you have such an idea. , dare to take the initiative to tell me."

Hearing this, Jiang Mufan's whole heart arose. Mom found out?Does she know that I want to study abroad because of Liu Miaomiao?

"Then go, work hard on your own, fight hard, it doesn't matter whether you succeed or not, don't be like your father, that dead thing, the family doesn't know how to come back all year round. The year after the agreement, the result year after year In [-], you are almost an adult. You don’t send money and letters every year, it’s really no different from death.” The mother’s voice became softer and softer, as if thinking of something, her eyes seemed to be a little crystal clear.

Jiang Mufan has rarely seen his mother's expression like this. When he was eight years old, when his father was saying goodbye, he saw his mother telling him not to worry about having her in the house, but when his father left, he turned his back to him. Secretly wipe away tears.

When I asked her if she was crying at that time, she just kept saying that it was just windy, and there was inevitably a little sand.

So the mother and son dug through a lot of information, asked my mother's various girlfriends and friends, researched everything, filled out forms from more than a dozen schools in a row, and paid dozens of dollars in application fees for each of them.

After filling out those forms, Jiang Mufan suddenly felt that his life seemed to be brighter, as if he was going to become a man of the school, instead of the bad boy who couldn't do anything before.

Arriving at class the next day, he looked at his deskmate Lu Mingfei who was hard at writing, and he sniffed: "Just pass the test, you can take your time in the college entrance examination, sad victim of the system."

"Why, I said, Afan, are you really giving up on the college entrance examination?" Lu Mingfei looked at Jiang Mufan who seemed to be very happy today in puzzlement. This guy, his mother agreed to give him a new phone?

"College entrance exam? What is that? I don't bother to struggle to the death in it." Jiang Mufan's face was high-spirited, and the voice of his speech was almost heard by the whole class.

"Death struggle? I think you have no chance to struggle at all, you have already died under the tide." Su Xiaoqiang at the back table gave him a blank stare.

Su Xiaoqiang can be regarded as one of the focal points in the school. His family is very rich, and he takes him to and from him in a luxury car every day. He never wears the same kinds of exquisite trinkets. Although he wears the same school uniform as everyone else, he still looks like a princess delicately. , in the student group, you can always notice her first.

She would pick up Jiang Mufan's words occasionally, because Jiang Mufan was the first person to call her little celestial girl.

Su Xiaoqiang is very concerned about what others think of her. Once a girl secretly said that she was too good-for-nothing. After that, she ran to that girl every day for a month and asked her where she was doing, and asked the girl to take back her words.

"Yes, I died under the tide of the college entrance examination, but I want to be reborn abroad." Hearing the ridicule of the little heavenly girl Su Xiaoqiang, he was not angry, but responded triumphantly. Anyway, she has always had that attitude and is used to it. .

"What do you mean?" Lu Mingfei, who was a little dazed, hadn't realized it yet.

"You want to study abroad?" The little celestial girl looked in disbelief, and then snorted, "You think you are Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang can only go abroad with such good grades."

The rest of the class also laughed. Jiang Mufan, the crane tail in the class, wants to study abroad?stop kidding!

Among them, Liu Miaomiao just looked at Jiang Mufan quietly, and suddenly smiled sweetly. Unlike those who laughed out loud, her smile was more like encouragement.

Seeing this smile, Jiang Mufan couldn't help but feel even more proud, so he automatically ignored the ridicule of other people in the class.

Until the next few days...

"Jiang Mufan, there is your letter at the door, I brought it for you." Lu Mingfei happily took an envelope and handed it to Jiang Mufan, expecting something.

Jiang Mufan quickly tore open the letter, and carefully pulled out a piece of paper. The ink fragrance of the paper seemed to have a very fresh feeling.

Just looking at it, he found that it seemed to be different from what he had imagined, until finally he put down the piece of paper expressionlessly.

It's okay, there are still many schools, he patted his chest and told himself.

"Little heavenly girl, your English is good, can you translate for the translator." Lu Mingfei picked up the paper again and handed it to Su Xiaoqiang.

"Dear applicant Jiang Mufan:

Thank you for your interest in this academy, but it is a pity..."

As the little celestial girl Su Xiaoqiang's recitation resounded in the classroom, bursts of unrestrained laughter still rang out.

During this boring review period, it's good to have Jiang Mufan as a joke to spice things up for everyone.

More than a dozen such letters came in a row. At first, the little celestial girl translated and read a few with great interest. Later, she saw that Jiang Mufan didn't smile after reading the letters and stopped reading.

It might be interesting to read the joke once, twice or thrice, but if you read too much, no one will pay attention.

Every time Lu Mingfei came to the school at noon, he didn't bother to get the letter from the school gate guard.Lu Mingfei thought that his grades were not good. If Jiang Mufan really succeeded in applying for studying abroad, shouldn't he try it himself?

Even the expectant smile that Liu Miaomiao looked at Jiang Mufan every time gradually disappeared, which shocked Jiang Mufan very much.

If it is said that when his mother agreed to his application to study abroad, he thought that he would almost go to heaven and get in touch with all kinds of things in his fantasy.

Well, seeing Liu Miaomiao's smile gradually disappear these days, it's like throwing him back into hell, and I don't know if there is still a chance to turn around.

This is the No.14 letter. He has applied to a total of fifteen schools. If I remember correctly, the last school was Lao Mi's top school, the University of Chicago.The lesser ones in front of them were all rejected, and there was no hope for this university.

But at noon the next day, Jiang Mufan still went to the school guard room, "Uncle, is there any letter from me today, Jiang Mufan, or mufanjiang?"

"Yes, you have received a lot of letters in the past few days, why do they keep coming in one after another?" The uncle handed out an envelope.

He took it, but it was still the thin envelope, "Well, this is the last one, uncle, there will be no more in the future."

His voice is getting lower and lower, yes, there will be nothing later, just like his brilliant life.