My Return to Life

Listen to the compliments from the students around you.

Fang Nian showed a quiet smile.

When he was given hope, Fang Nian thought briefly, and finally chose this unconventional way of answering.

He can sum up the meaning of the poem.

You can also stand on the shoulders of giants and say this poem in another way.

Hearing the compliments, Fang Nian thought to himself, "Probably, this way of participating in my youth is also very good."

"Fang Nian, grab it!"

"Master!"

"After listening to Fang Nian's explanation, I can recite this poem."

"What the hell is this?"

"Old Fang insists on being foreign."

"..."

Liu Yang, who had heard Fang Nian's commentary on ancient poems, and a few female classmates chattered about 'Fang Nian is amazing', 'You don't know', 'I'll tell you'...

Fang Nian agreed with a few words.

After all, it is not a bad thing, and it is not in vain for him to dry up his mouth.

Before the last time he caught a cold, Fang Nian didn't care what others thought of him.

After that, if there is a chance, he still hopes to bring some positive guiding attributes.

After all, the people who look up and look down are all students who are about to take the college entrance examination. If someone can be positively affected, that is also a trace of youth coming back, isn't it?

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Saturday morning.

It was dawn, and a good biological clock woke up Fang Nian.

He got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and went downstairs to exercise in the misty morning.

Foggy frost, according to word of mouth, should continue the bright sun again.

Consciously ran a small three kilometers.

With the accumulated exercise and the improvement of physical fitness, Fang Nian is also consciously extending his morning running distance.

Whether it is to make money or to make up for regrets, what Fang Nian has never forgotten is to exercise.

Especially after catching a cold, he pays more attention to self-cultivation and health preservation.

"Today is indeed a sunny day."

After six o'clock, the sun rose to dispel the fog and frost.

After returning to 502, Fang Nian sat in front of the computer after washing up, opened the file, and rubbed his hands together: "The last twelve chapters, I finished this book in one go today!"

As he spoke, there was a crackling sound of typing on the keyboard.

The story of "I Want to Be Rich" has come to an end under Fang Nian's pen.

Although this is a copy of a work I once wrote, the experience and rebirth experience, etc., make the expression of this story more complete;

The general theme of the story is similar, but there are many differences in expression.

The ending is naturally very different from the past.

Especially in the chapters at the end, Fang Nian spent more pen and ink to comprehensively describe the characters in the book.

Express the life direction of each month with different modification techniques.

In the final ending chapter, Fang Nian will also add divergent thinking about "life" in this life.

"Huh~ Shunna."

Before seven o'clock, Fang Nian finished two chapters with a total of 7,000 words.

It was written almost in one go.

With the current input method, even if you use Wubi, the efficiency can reach this level, which is already very peak...

Put on your shoes, and walked to 501 with a 'da da'.

"Sister He, it must be cold today."

Fang Nian walked into the restaurant, took the bowls and plates with ease, and joked with a smile on his lips.

Guan Qiuhe snorted coldly and ignored Fang Nian.

Both ate faster.

After cleaning up the dishes quickly, Fang Nian sat on the single sofa, watched the morning news on TV, and walked in a hurry.

Seeing this, Guan Qiuhe, who was holding a teacup, showed doubts: "Why don't you go to class?"

Fang Nian said casually, "It's still early."

Guan Qiuhe said calmly: "Don't worry,

It's time to be late. "

Fang Nian didn't return and said, "It's okay, just watch the news."

Guan Qiuhe raised her eyebrows, and there was a trace of anxiety in her eyes: "It's better to go to school earlier!"

Looking back at Guan Qiuhe, who was huddled on the sofa and looked lazy, and was still wearing loose home clothes, Fang Nian's expression moved, feeling amused, so he said deliberately.

"I just happened to come across the morning news of CCTV, I have to watch it, so I don't have to look for news everywhere."

Guan Qiuhe put down the teacup, her expression became more anxious: "Didn't you never watch it before?"

"There must be a sense of time!"

His tone was a little hasty.

This time Fang Nian could see that Guan Qiuhe's expression clearly wanted to sleep back.

Although she gets up at five o'clock on weekdays for morning jogs, but on Saturdays and Sundays in the winter season, she will miss the warmth of the bed.

If it wasn't for being hungry, Guan Qiuhe wouldn't want to get up and make breakfast.

This has nothing to do with Fang Nian. When eating, Fang Nian is just a tool, a meal companion.

Seeing that Guan Qiuhe was in a hurry, Fang Nian smiled amusedly: "Sister He, you..."

"Do you want to go back to sleep?"

"It's okay. I'll leave after finishing the morning news. I won't disturb you."

Guan Qiuhe gritted her molars tightly, and snorted heavily, with a look of hatred: "You little bastard, you did it on purpose!"

"Okay, I won't sleep anymore, you wait for my mother!"

Fang Nian got up from his side and said solemnly: "Ah, you sleep, you sleep, I can't go."

Originally, Fang Nian just wanted to play a small joke with Guan Qiuhe, and didn't want to disturb people's dreams. He crawled tentatively on the verge of death, and then slipped away.

However, Fang Nian deeply realized what Confucius said——

Only women and villains are difficult to raise.

For two whole days on the weekend, Guan Qiuhe didn't show Fang Nian any face.

The deserted appearance is even more outrageous than when we first met.

And it's very changeable, cold in the first second, and deliberately gentle like Fang Nian's mother in the next second.

This is not swearing.

Literally.

To be honest, Fang Nian felt that he was being 'revenge'.

At this time, Fang Nian realized that this was a follow-up to the two jokes on Saturday morning.

All the women in the world are really the same, they don't care too much.

However, Fang Nian has not forgotten the business that should be done. On the 15th, 20 chapters need to be released in cooperation with the website.

Cooperate with winter melon to get this done.

Guan Qiuhe's sudden eccentric temper didn't affect the physics and biology of the seventh and eighth sessions in the afternoon, and it didn't matter to the mathematics of the fifth and sixth sessions.

Saturday passed quickly.

Perhaps the biggest influence on Fang Nian is that he failed to finish the book as planned...

…the moon was high on Sunday night.

Fang Nian finally expressed his apology sincerely and seriously.

"Sister He, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, shake me!"

He felt that what Confucius said was right, that following one's heart's desire is the truth.

After a long time, Guan Qiuhe finally snorted: "Do you really know what's wrong?"

"I really understand!" Fang Nian nodded quickly.

"I shouldn't have disturbed Sister He's sleep, and I shouldn't have teased you. It's all my fault anyway."

"Let go of you this time, and next time, I will let you know what the most disgusting way of revenge is."

Guan Qiuhe said coldly.

"You definitely didn't just disturb me when I went back to sleep."

"Leaving aside, you have mocked me this Monday morning. How many times was it yesterday? Not replying to messages, pretending to be an automatic reply, I will remember everything for you."

In the end, Guan Qiuhe gritted her molars and counted the piles with her fingers.

"Hetui, I'm not your mother, why should I spoil you!"

Fang Nian didn't even dare to fart.

Thinking back, Fang Nian also knew that it was really hard to be disturbed to sleep, but Guan Qiuhe's response was particularly fierce and narrow-minded.

He thought that if he didn't apologize, this matter would never change.

As a result of the apology, the relationship eased, and Guan Qiuhe let it go, and didn't hold on to it.

Another result was that Fang Nian exploded with extreme hand speed that night.

At 11:49, he typed the words "End of the book".

From July 21, the night when I returned to my life, I started to write the three words of "Chapter One", to today, November 16, exactly 119 days have passed, and I have finished writing a 3 million-word novel.

An average of 25,000 words per day.

It means that an average of 4 hours a day is spent on codewords.

For a professional writer who used to insist on creating even after he was rich in assets, it should be simple.

Of course, the codeword efficiency at that time was not as passionate as it is now.

"Exactly, write the copy too."

Fang Nian pondered for a while, and then began to write a game promotion chapter.

In the dead of night, the sound of clacking keyboards kept ringing...

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Break the bowl and rush.

PS: Before putting it on the shelves, I will finish writing why Guan Qiuhe was so good at the beginning. This line has been buried for a long time. In fact, it has been revealed many times, but there is a lack of writing, which seems not obvious enough. I was a little anxious... I made a mistake and stood at attention and was beaten, so there will be no more beeps.