Rebirth 1998, Bai Yueguang got anxious after I stopped being a bootlicker

"Zhang Xing, do you want to make money?"

Pan Yinian rushed into Zhang Xing's house and got straight to the point.

"Do not want to."

Zhang Xing collapsed on the bed and shook his head, boredly looking at the pirated copy of Slam Dunk that he had read many times.

In the month before the college entrance examination, I felt like my body was drained.

Now, he just wants to rest for a few days and recover his health.

Pan Yinian raised his eyebrows, glanced at the Sakuragi Hanamichi piggy bank on the table and the junior high school politics textbook next to it, and sighed deeply, "Zhang Xing, have you ever thought about a question?"

"What?"

Zhang Xing asked without raising his head.

"Tell me, what if you get into university but can't afford the tuition?"

"..."

"Tell me, what will happen to Zhang Cuijuan if you can't go to college?"

"This……"

"What if Zhang Cuijuan can't handle the pressure and marries someone else?"

"I……"

"What if Zhang Cuijuan marries a domestic violence man? What should she do?"

boom!

Zhang Xing threw Slam Dunk aside and yelled angrily, "What on earth do you want to say?"

Pan Yinian looked at Zhang Xing, who was broken, and said, "Give me the money, and I will help you make money."

"If you want money, just pay it. Why go through so much trouble? You almost scared me to death."

Zhang Xing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, opened Sakuragi Hanamichi's butt, and poured out a pile of small cubes from it.

There are one yuan, five yuan, ten yuan, and fifty yuan.

Pan Yinian took a quick look and found only about three hundred yuan.

"No, why is it so little?" Pan Yinian asked with wide eyes.

"This is still not enough! Whether we sell CDs or tapes, we can still import a lot of goods." Zhang Xing.

"No, who said we were selling that stuff? How much money can we make from it? And the consumer base is too small." Pan Yinian stretched out his hand towards Zhang Xing and said, "Hurry up, stop hiding it. Where is the remaining 1500 yuan?"

"Fuck, how did you know I still had 1500?"

Zhang Xing jumped two or three meters away and looked at Pan Yinian warily.

"Is this so difficult? How much money have we earned during these holidays? I haven't counted it, or you haven't counted it? Okay, stop wasting time and give me the money quickly. Whether you and Zhang Cuijuan can be together depends on how much money we earn during this holiday."

Pan Yinian touched the tip of his nose guiltily and evaded the question.

He couldn't say that Zhang Xing gave him 1800 in his previous life, right?

"Well, Zhang Cuijuan's father fell and was injured, and the family couldn't afford the money right away, so I gave it to her."

Zhang Xing felt so guilty that he didn't dare look at Pan Yinian.

I always feel that this matter is a bit unfair to Pan Yinian.

Pan Yinian was a little confused, "When did it happen?"

Zhang Xing: "It was the day I filled out my application."

"How is her father now?"

"The operation was very successful. Zhang Cuijuan said that it was a good thing I helped her, otherwise if the treatment was delayed, her father might have become disabled. Hehe..."

"I……"

Pan Yinian was stunned when he saw Zhang Xing, who was grabbing the back of his head and grinning foolishly.

In her previous life, Zhang Cuijuan’s father broke his leg before the college entrance examination. Because he could not raise enough money for surgery in time, his treatment was delayed and he ended up with lifelong disability.

Zhang Cuijuan, because her family had lost its pillar, was forced to marry someone else.

Zhang Xing cried loudly, and later died suddenly on the front line of epidemic prevention in order to protect Zhang Cuijuan.

Later, Zhang Cuijuan also died on the front line of epidemic prevention due to accidental infection.

The beds where the two died were separated by only a wall.

In this life, he did not fall out with his parents because of Liu Yiyi, nor did he run away from home, and Zhang Xing did not give him the 1800 yuan.

Zhang Xing's 1800 yuan actually saved Zhang Cuijuan's father.

"Ouch, what the hell..."

"So Zhang Xing's tragedy in his previous life was caused by me."

"The sins I committed in my previous life were too many, weren't they?"

[Edited. Today's update is less, I think it's a debt, I will change it later.]

[In addition, some content in the previous chapter has been modified. You can read it or not. It will not affect the development of the story.]