The history of the miser's struggle

1. Back to ten years ago...

Yang Jian opened his eyes, and when he saw the wooden bed on the upper bunk, he thought he was dreaming.But in an instant, someone called his name, and the noisy urging sound brought him back to this dream.

He looked along the source of the sound, and a black object smashed towards him.Instinctively catching it with her hands, Yang Jian took a closer look and found that it was a textbook of advanced mathematics for the first year of college.

"I know you just came back from the Internet cafe in the morning, but if you don't get up again, you don't have to take the exam tomorrow, just prepare to retake it."

The person who spoke was the upper bunk on the bed opposite Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this moment, leaning on the railing and leaning his head down to shout at him. "This is Cui Yun's book, remember to return it after highlighting the key points."

Looking at that white and tender slightly round face, Yang Jian quickly recalled the name of this person, Fu Mingsen, nicknamed Fatty, was one of the few classmates he had a good relationship with in college.

"Thanks." He replied casually.

But why did he appear in the university dormitory and talk to such a young Fu Mingsen?Yang Jian thought for a while, got up from the bed, went to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

In the mirror, his hair is very long, with messy bangs hanging down to cover his eyes; his beard seems to have not been shaved for a long time, but it is not long, and there is a furry circle around his lips; It was Yang Jian at the age of 17.

Yang Jian twitched the corners of his mouth, and the person in the mirror also began to smile, and a dark breath that hadn't seen the sun for a long time came from the mirror.It turned out that all this was true.

At the last moment, he was lying on a wooden bed in a rented house, dying of illness. Almost all the deposits in the bank card were contributed to the hospital. Although the company gave three months' salary as compensation for dismissal, those were not even enough for ten days of hospitalization.He had to go through the discharge procedures and began to wait for death.Considering his own situation, Yang Jian couldn't open his mouth to borrow money from his friends, and he was ashamed to go back and drag down his parents who had already severed ties with him. He forged a work certificate and rented a self-built simple house in the suburbs to live by.

Now that he has returned to ten years ago, maybe God also thinks that he has lived too badly in this life and gave him a chance to start again.Yang Jian thought, this time, he must correct what he did wrong.

In the days to come, we must keep the following three points in mind: we must exercise well, we must not lose money, and people who value emotions die early.

When Yang Jian came out of the bathroom, something different was already in his eyes.He sat on the bed and began to read Cui Yun's advanced mathematics textbook given to him by Fu Mingsen.

Cui Yun was the study committee member of their class back then, and he was also a well-known good student in the department. People like Yang Jian who stay at night and stay at night remember his name after ten years. This person is indeed extraordinary.He never skipped classes, and his notes were neater than girls, and he won the first-class scholarship every year. After graduation, he applied for a full scholarship to study abroad.

At that time, everyone thought that although he was a good student, he was dull and boring, and he didn't have many friends. It was only later that Cui Yun, who was far away across the ocean, was mentioned at a class reunion. emotion.

Maybe Cui Yun just matured earlier than everyone else, and he chose the direction of his efforts first, and persisted with the self-control that young people rarely have.Yang Jian thought, this point can be used for reference.

"Why, do you look stupid?" Fu Mingsen said over there again, "I wanted to borrow notes, but the people in their dormitory have already acted preemptively. It would be nice to borrow books. Who is called temporary?" There are so many people hugging Buddha's feet, alas."

Yang Jian is a science student, and his math skills are not bad, but after entering university, he became a bit addicted to the Internet, and gradually abandoned his studies.He remembered that he failed the exam this time, and he didn't take it seriously. He also failed the retake exam. He read the books for two days before the graduation exam, and he graduated smoothly.

With that foundation, there is no need to fail this time.

He quickly highlighted the key chapters, raised his head and said, "Is this book no longer needed? I'll return it next door."

"Pay it back." Fu Mingsen watched him put on his slippers and walked towards the door before finishing his sentence, and couldn't help muttering to himself, "Why is this man so energetic all of a sudden? When did he lose his blood?"

On the afternoon of the last day before the exam, anyone with a little bit of pursuit would go to self-study, and there were only two homeboys left in Yang Jian's dormitory, he and Fu Mingsen.The dormitory next door is also a four-person room. Yang Jian couldn't see Cui Yun, but saw a slender boy leaning against the balcony door. He dyed his hair golden, holding a book in his hand at the moment, which also gave people a sense of humor. A sense of carelessness.

Yang Jian couldn't remember who this person was, so he could only say, "This is Cui Yun's book, can you help me return it to him later?"

"Oh." The boy looked up at him, and replied lightly, "Put it on the table."

Yang Jian thanked her, returned to her dormitory, and said to Fu Mingsen, "Cui Yun is not in the dormitory, I gave the book to that blond guy."

"You mean Wu Suhua?" Fu Mingsen looked over in surprise, "Didn't that guy get kicked out? He actually went back to the dormitory, tsk tsk, if they fight again tonight, they won't even be able to take the exam in the dormitory tomorrow."

"Huh? Why were you kicked out?"

Fu Mingsen lowered his voice and said quietly, "That guy is gay, living with a dead gay, it's disgusting to death."

Yang Jian was startled, and suddenly remembered what happened to her later.Although he did not disclose it to the public, nor deliberately concealed it, the more the classmates knew, the less contact they had, and the same was true for the few who played well back then.He thought it was because they were both busy with their careers and didn't have time to contact each other, especially when they were sick, they didn't want to meet people, and gradually faded out of the circle of classmates, but now he found that there might be other reasons.

In any case, that sad figure will no longer appear, and Yang Jian is determined to rise up.

He walked to the desk and sat down, and began to do exercises according to the highlighted points.Although he had already taken the exam that hadn't started yet, because of his age, especially because he didn't know anything at the time, he naturally had no impression of those questions that he couldn't even understand.

what a pity.Thinking about it, Yang Jian tore off another page of draft paper full of calculation formulas.

The afternoon passed quickly, and as soon as the five o'clock bell passed, Fu Mingsen quickly climbed down from the upper bunk and said to Yang Jian, "Go eat." He is 24 hours a day, and only this time is the most active.

Yang Jian was struggling with a problem and had no idea, and wanted to change his mood, so he got up to look for a meal card, and Fu Mingsen was surprised again.

"You kid is actually doing the problem, otherwise, I'll bring you food?"

"Hiding up in the dormitory all day long, my head becomes dizzy. I walked over to exercise and get some fresh air." Yang Jian smiled slightly, "Should we also go for a morning jog in the future?"

Seventeen or eighteen-year-olds don't know how precious a healthy body is. At this time, Fu Mingsen couldn't understand Yang Jian's thoughts. He only thought that this kid stayed up late last night to catch up on sleep in the morning, and waking up at noon was just sleepwalking. Not until now.

Yang Jian had learned a lesson, and he never wanted to experience that kind of pain again.His goals are very firm, to exercise and earn money.

The next day was the exam day, and Yang Jian got up at 06:30 for a morning run.

Because it was winter, the morning was cold and windy, and there seemed to be frost in the air, and the plastic runway was extremely frozen.Yang Jian breathed such air, although it was very cool and refreshing.The feeling under his feet is also very solid. If he runs like this step by step, he believes that he will walk out of a better life.

In this month full of exams, there are almost no people who can get up early and run in the morning, except for the special enrollment of the Department of Physical Education.Students in the physical education department are also different from ordinary students in physique. They wear shorts in cold weather, showing their muscular calves.

Yang Jian didn't run as fast as them, and he became out of breath within two laps, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and ran five laps, exactly seven o'clock.

When he returned to the dormitory, seeing that everyone else was still sleeping, he walked lightly to the bathroom and took a shower. He immediately felt refreshed, picked up his books and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Yang Jian had never had school breakfast before, and it was the first time he entered the cafeteria so early, and it was somewhat fresh.He finally bought a porridge and ate it with vegetables and steamed buns. He felt very healthy.

It was less than 07:30 at this time, and the school usually started at 08:30, and there were very few people in the cafeteria.Suddenly a man walked across to him with a bowl, sat down and said, "It's so early."

"It's early for you too." Yang Jian looked up, and the person in front of him was vaguely familiar.His face is clean, his hair is short, his facial features are correct, and he is paired with a pair of square black-rimmed glasses. He is simply a model of a good student.

Cui Yun was the only one he knew who could get up so early to eat.

Yang Jian remembered and asked again, "By the way, I didn't see you when I went to your dormitory yesterday. I gave the book to Wu Suhua. Did he give it to you later?"

"Give it." Cui Yun said briefly.

Yang Jian saw that his bowl was also porridge, which was also served with vegetables and staple food, which was very similar to his own, except that there was a boiled egg.He couldn't help saying, "Your taste is also very light?"

"It's okay," Cui Yun replied, "This combination is more nutritious, but I don't really like it."

"You still consider the nutritional content when you eat?" Yang Jian was a little surprised. Boys of his age are squandering their youth, and there are problems with eating habits. How can they care about nutrition?

"Well, I'm used to it."

In Yang Jian's memory, Cui Yun has always been a loner, and most of the dealings with others are about matters, and he never said anything unnecessary, and he would never sit down and eat together just because he was a classmate he knew.