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Under the sun, Lin Zhaoxi was holding the internship notes, and accidentally wrote out this series of phone calls.
On the podium, Mrs. Wang, a political special-grade teacher and director of academic affairs who is keen on being a matchmaker, was giving the students the key points of the senior high school entrance examination. When talking about the Belt and Road Initiative, she turned up her voice: "Students of the 'Belt and Road Initiative', this year's top priority!"
The chalk tapped the blackboard three times, and Lin Zhaoxi quickly rubbed the notebook with her hand, but unfortunately, the ballpoint pen print was even bigger.
Sure enough, after she came back, she would still feel a little dazed from time to time.
Yes, she has been away from Cheese World for more than 12 hours, and she has become that 22-year-old glorious female college student again.
Although she still has things over there in her mind sometimes, most of the time, she is very sober.
She knew that she had returned to the Strawberry World and was doing an internship at No. 2 Middle School in Yongchuan City; she knew that she had rejected her blind date partner and was now waiting for the special teacher in front of the podium to dismiss her; Internship news.
And she knew even better that the phone number she wrote on the upper left corner of the cover of her internship notebook was the one that Lao Lin dialed on the day of the paternity test.
She remembered all the previous numbers, but couldn't see the last two.
At that time, the entire crossing process was very fast, and she was sure that she had returned to the Strawberry World in an instant.
Because she was still standing in front of the familiar courtyard gate, because it was still dark.
In the dead of night, the e=mc2 (square) she had just finished writing was still on the door panel, and the surrounding scenery was exactly the same as when she left. Even the WeChat message she received on her mobile phone was quite warm.
Xiao Liu—[My father knows the director of the brain department of the Sixth Hospital. We will have dinner together tomorrow. I will introduce you.]
The mobile phone time is 21:32 in the evening, and the receiving time displayed on WeChat is 21:32.
Although she had been in Cheese World for more than two months, in reality, it was only a flick of a finger, not even a minute.
Lin Zhaoxi was holding the phone, and the streetlight cast a beam of light obliquely. She typed without hesitation—[Thank you very much for your willingness to help, but because I don't want to develop a relationship with you, I would be very embarrassed to accept help, thank you again.]
21:33.
She put down her phone, opened the door, walked through the courtyard, and returned home.
The aroma of crucian carp tofu soup has not yet dissipated, and the door of Lao Lin's room is half closed.
She opened the door and went in, walked to her father's bed, and looked at Lao Lin's sleeping face for a while under the light of the living room outside the door.
Except for the more wrinkles on his face, Lao Lin is still the same Lao Lin, and he will not change no matter where he is.
Of course, those childhood details that he thought he had forgotten, but after experiencing it again, became very clear in his mind.
She stood in front of Lao Lin's bed for a while, feeling a little emotional, but also understood what she should do. She sniffed, turned and left.
After returning to the room, the first thing she did was to open the bookcase.
She took out the rusty blue Danish cookie box lying quietly on the bottom floor and pried off the lid.
It contained her ID card, report card, certificate of honor for being a good student, university admission letter, photos of military training in elementary school, junior high school, and high school... but there was nothing she was looking for.
There is no crooked photo of them on the Jin Cup podium, and there is also no stack of colorful school records with fragrance.
Sure enough, Lin Zhaoxi closed the lid and put the things back.
She thinks it's good that she doesn't have to be confined to the past to start over.
Before going to bed, the last thing she did was to turn on the computer and search for all the information related to time and space.
She tried to find a scientific explanation for the not-so-scientific trip just now.
What she wants to know most is why she clearly knows the starting point and ending point of space travel, and understands the origin and definition of parallel worlds.
She searched for a long time, and saw an explanation like this—in order to make the logic reasonable, the world itself will tell the outsiders the rules of operation, and compile the outsiders into the unified field of world operation.
But it is also possible that the person who wrote the world script wanted to be lazy. After all, it is much easier to get enlightened like teaching exercises than to spend half a day figuring it out.
Because the search was fruitless, Lin Zhaoxi thought so before going to bed.
Sleeping did not allow her to time travel a second time.
After waking up in the morning, Lin Zhaoxi and Lao Lin shared a pair of flatbread fried dough sticks for breakfast at the breakfast stand.
Surrounded by the aroma of roasted sesame seeds, she took a sip of soy milk and solemnly announced to Lao Lin that she was going to learn mathematics again.
What did Lao Lin say
"The official account is right, as expected, only love can urge people to grow"
Lin Zhaoxi took his phone and looked at it, and there were indeed countless emotional Xiang Changwen in the favorites.
"Look less at Mimeng!" She warned Lao Lin angrily.
At 7:00, after breakfast, she took the bus to work for an internship.
She thinks that in the modern era when everyone pursues fast time travel, it is really nothing special for her to travel slowly through a parallel space.
Besides, she searched the names of Lu Zhihao and Hanamaki with her mobile phone in the car, and she really didn't have any cheats.
But the search results are not ideal.
Lu Zhihao's name is too popular, and Hanamaki's Baidu entry is full of 108 kinds of recipes for Hanamaki, she really can't determine where her friends are now.
The search for "Sanwei University Lu Zhihao" failed again, and Lin Zhaoxi typed the word "Huajuan" in the search bar again, and looked through Baidu Encyclopedia in boredom.
The sun was warm outside the window, Lin Zhaoxi thought while scrolling down the page, Lu Zhihao might not end up going to Sanwei University like he wrote when he was a child; and Hanamaki, maybe he didn't become the actor he wanted to be.
She was in a mixed mood, feeling that this was normal, and feeling a little regretful at the same time.
The bus stopped at Yongchuan No. 2 Middle School at exactly 7:30.
Probably affected by complicated emotions, she sat down in the office, looked through the schedules of the old teachers calmly, and chose this political class to attend.
Director Wang was still in front of the blackboard emphasizing the three ways of asking the meaning of the "Belt and Road". At this time, a note was passed from the seat next to him.
Lin Zhaoxi folded the note on the phone number and unfolded it.
Chen Bei—Skipping work in the afternoon and going back to school to watch TV dramas
The person who handed the note was Chen Bei, her college roommate, who is now doing an internship with her in No. 2 Middle School.
But Lin Zhaoxi thought about the arrangements for the afternoon, and shook her head at Chen Bei.
Seeing this, Chen Bei snatched the note, finished writing and threw it back—Ji Jiang's play, Xiao Ji himself is coming!
Chen Bei drew a circle on the word "Xiao Ji" as a reminder.
Of course Lin Zhaoxi knew who Ji Jiang was, a popular niche, one of the most popular in the entertainment industry. But in any case, those who are far away from their academic circle...
However, when she picked up the pen and was about to write on the note, Ji Jiang's face suddenly flashed in her mind.
Curly hair, very light pupils, a bit like a mixed race but it doesn't seem to be, Guan Jian, Ji Jiang is very fierce, even if she is not a fan of Ji Jiang, she probably knows that his personality is really the kind of personality.
Lin Zhaoxi was terrified, and ignored Director Wang who was lecturing on the podium, blocked him with his practice notes, and started searching for Ji Jiang.
The moment she pressed the search button, dozens of photos poured down, Ji Jiang from different angles, different makeup, and different backgrounds, she looked over and over again, the more she looked, the more she looked like Hanamaki...
She couldn't help finding Ji Jiang's resume, scrolled to the end, and saw a line of words.
—Ji Jiang, once studied in Anning City Experimental Primary School.
By accident, Lin Zhaoxi remembered an allusion on "Hanjuan" in Baidu Encyclopedia.
It is said that when Zhuge Liang crossed the Lushui River, he molded 49 human heads out of black cattle and white sheep to "sacrifice the river".
Ji Jiang, offering sacrifices to Jiang? ?
How could anyone change their stage name like that!
Lin Zhaoxi held the phone, feeling a sense of disbelief. She only felt that the sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with the vigorous atmosphere of junior high school students.
For her friend who made her dream come true, she couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth and smiling silently.
Chen Bei witnessed the whole process of her search, and now she is looking at her with "you nympho".
Lin Zhaoxi stuffed her phone back into her pocket and wrote on a piece of paper—I'm not very fond of cute boys~
Chen Bei—then why are you laughing so nympho
Lin Zhaoxi—I think he is very cute.
Chen Bei—you hypocritical woman, why don't you go, there is no class in the afternoon.
Lin Zhaoxi—I want to study and take the postgraduate entrance examination
If she hadn't found Hanamaki, Lin Zhaoxi probably wouldn't have refused so simply.
But thinking of Hanamaki and Pei Zhi, thinking of how hard they had worked so hard to fulfill their childhood dreams and never wavered, Lin Zhaoxi clearly rejected Chen Bei.
She handed out the note one last time and started packing.
Chen Bei unfolded the note and rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dazzled.
Fortunately, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the lady in front of the podium put down the chalk and said, "This is the end of this class."
The junior high school students all stood up, bowed and said, "Goodbye, teacher."
Lin Zhaoxi hurriedly packed her things and slipped away. Before going out, she saw Jiang Bei's eyes called "What the hell are you doing?"
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Director Wang took the textbook and strode away from the front door of the classroom.
Lin Zhaoxi left through the back door, trotted a few steps to catch up with her: "Director Wang!"
The director stopped and looked back at her.
It really stopped people, and Lin Zhaoxi felt a little short-lived, and he didn't know where to start.
Obviously at this time yesterday, she was too embarrassed to explicitly reject the blind date introduced to her by the director on the phone, but now she dared to say it face to face, which is a bit unbelievable.
The sound of chasing and playing in junior high school floats far away, very soft, like cotton candy just taken off the machine, carefree and sweet.
"Xiao Lin, what's the matter?" Director Wang looked at her lovingly, "Is it with Xiao Liu?"
Thinking of the slightly tough reply last night, Lin Zhaoxi sneered and shook her head.
"What's going on?" Director Wang pulled her to the corner of the office, "Little Liu Mingming said that he wanted to introduce a doctor for your father, and he didn't dislike you!"
"Because I don't want to develop a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with him. If so, it doesn't feel good to use him to help my dad see a doctor, and I don't think my dad will be happy if he knows about it."
The director looked at her hesitantly.
"You don't have a boyfriend, do you still have someone you like?"
Lin Zhaoxi nodded calmly: "I don't have a boyfriend, but I do have someone I like."
The director frowned and advised her: "Chao Xi, I knew it, but Mr. Wang came here, and I really advise you, girl, don't think about love from the beginning, but also look at the bread. Love can be cultivated, bread It is the most rare thing, you and Xiao Liu will look around first, what if?"
Lin Zhaoxi shook her head again.
Some people pursue love, some people pursue bread, these are personal freedoms, but these are not what she wants to pursue for the time being.
She subconsciously wanted to explain the ins and outs and mental journey to the director, but suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.
"Director, I still want to continue my studies. I won't come to practice tomorrow. Thank you for taking care of me this week."
She bowed to Director Wang, and after finishing speaking, she turned around and left.