In the disgust of the taxi driver, Wang Zhenjun pulled the wet Chen Zihan out of the car.
After getting out of the car, Chen Zihan stood still at the school gate, squinting at the kind and unfamiliar school gate, the blade-shaped Building 3, and looking at the black boy who kept complaining about him.
Now he is no longer the director of oncology surgery, chief physician, and master's tutor of the First Affiliated Hospital. He is a person who has not had much time. Hei Xiaozi Wang Zhenjun is not the person in charge of a certain pharmaceutical company. Both of them are 19. Years old, the identity is a medical student just enrolled in Zhijiang University School of Medicine.
The feeling of overthrowing and starting over is really wonderful!
"Life starts again. If I become a stupid doctor again, I will be struck by lightning."
As soon as his thoughts started, a thunder came from above his head.
"Damn, should I continue to be a doctor in this life?"
A terrible lightning strikes near them, and after the dull thunder, the little girl can still be heard screaming.
"Hurry up, it's going to rain!" Wang Zhenjun couldn't help but took Chen Zihan and ran away.
Not long after the school started, the military training of freshman students had not yet ended. There were boys and girls wearing military green uniforms everywhere in the school.
The thunderstorm is coming soon, everyone speeds up their pace.
The appearance of the girls when they were running was very attractive, and Chen Zihan couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
Life on a university campus is really desirable, girls are like clouds.
After entering the university, they have matured or are about to mature, slowly fade away, revealing the purest beauty in their lives.
Feeling the youthful breath coming to his face, Chen Zihan couldn't help but sighed-it's so good to be young!
Which middle-aged uncle does not want to go back to his youth
Since I'm back, everything must be cherished.
However, the memory of twenty years ago has long been blurred.
Except for Wang Zhenjun, none of the people who passed by Chen Zihan knew him.
When the two men ran back to their bedroom 305, panting, heavy rain fell from the sky.
The other four students in the dormitory are playing cards.
Young human strength is really good, and during the daytime military training is exhausted into a dog, and once back to the dormitory, he becomes vigorous.
In 2001, mobile phones were not popular yet, and computers were even rarer. Playing cards was one of the favorite entertainment items of college students.
Especially freshman students.
"The two went out for a drink, why did they get wet all over the drink?" Yang Xiaodong from Yanjing drew a card and looked at Chen Zihan and Wang Zhenjun strangely, "Take a bath with beer?"
His face was full of pimples shining brightly in the light.
"Have you seen it raining?" Wang Zhenjun replied in an angry voice, "I haven't heard such a loud thunder?"
Yang Xiaodong pulled off the headphones of the Walkman and opened the closed curtains, looking a little surprised: "Hey, it's really raining, why didn't I notice?"
"No one is stupid than you!" Another roommate named Cheng Jianhui immediately teased him, "You can't hear thunder!"
"Fuck! If you force me to beat you again!"
"Who is afraid of whom?" Cheng Jianhui stood up proudly when he put his cards off, "People who play cards and listen to songs with headphones have long seen you not pleasing to your eyes."
As a result, the cards placed on the table were immediately turned over by Yang Xiaodong and thrown on the table.
Cheng Jianhui was annoyed and reached out to grab Yang Xiaodong's card.
As a result, the scene was in a mess.
Chen Zihan carefully looked at the few people who were playing around for a while, and after matching the names in his memory to their appearances one by one, he hehe smiled.
"May you leave for half your life and return as a teenager." My heart was full of happiness.
Both Wang Zhenjun and Chen Zihan are from Zhijiang Province and come from the famous Wushang City, the world's largest distribution center for small commodities.
There are four other people in the dormitory, two of whom are from the north and the other two are locals from Qiantang.
Although they had a lot of unhappiness during the seven years of university, they got along well in general.
After saying hello one by one, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
In the bathroom, Chen Zihan stared blankly at himself in the mirror.
A green and handsome face, two deliberately reserved black hairs around his mouth, strong chest muscles, and a flat abdomen.
Looking down, a sense of pride emerges spontaneously.
"You can't live up to your youth, nothing can be wasted."
Life is short and happy in time. Although it sounds decadent, for Chen Zihan, this is the true meaning of life.
Don't leave regrets until you are about to die!
After taking a bath at a very fast speed and shaving off the black fluff at the corners of his mouth by the way, Chen Zihan greeted Wang Zhenjun, who was there to watch the cards after changing his clothes, to go out and stroll around.
"The rain has stopped, go for a walk."
"Okay!" Wang Zhenjun sighed.
Who calls him Chen Zihan's best friend
Chen Zihan's instructions, he rarely disobeyed.
When Chen Zihan asked the two to apply for the Zhijiang Medical University together, Wang Zhenjun agreed without hesitation.
As a result, they were only one point behind in their college entrance examination scores, and they were admitted to the School of Medicine of Zhijiang University at the same time, and they were placed in the same class.
Zhijiang University School of Medicine is the original Zhijiang Medical University. In 1998, it merged with Jiang University, Qiantang University, and Zhijiang Agricultural University to form the new Zhijiang University.
The new Zhijiang University's comprehensive strength ranking can almost enter the top five in the country, but many people still like to use Zhijiang Medical University to call the merged medical school.
After the two walked out of the dormitory building, Wang Zhenjun asked Chen Zihan: "Where?"
"I'm hungry, eat supper!" There are too many things to ask Wang Zhenjun. After all, twenty years have passed and my memory has been blurred.
Not only can I not remember many things, but even some people I should know have become ignorant.
"I don't want to drink anymore, don't drink either!" Wang Zhenjun thought Chen Zihan still wanted to drink.
"If you don't drink, just eat. I just drink at dinner and eat nothing. I'm hungry."
"Ok!"
There are still many food stalls near the school, and the business is very hot.
There were no more seats outside, and the two chose a place in the largest food stall.
When Chen Zihan took the menu to order, Wang Zhenjun suddenly pulled his sleeve.
"What are you doing?" Chen Zihan looked puzzled.
Wang Zhenjun's mouth was awkward, and said weirdly: "Look at your back right."
Chen Zihan looked sideways, but a group of girls were sitting in the corner.
They should have come earlier, they are almost finished.
There are a few girls who look okay, and the tall girl sitting next to them is particularly different.
It happened that the girl's face turned around, so Chen Zihan saw a very bright and pretty face.
She is quite tall, and she still feels outstanding when she sits.
His long black hair was set high on his head, revealing a swan-necked neck, with a beautiful nose, big and smart eyes, thick eyebrows, fair skin, and rosy and full lips.
A certain distance away, Chen Zihan can feel a kind of beauty that makes people very stressful.
Although she was a bit familiar, Chen Zihan did not recognize her immediately.
He still raised the cup, motioned to the pretty girl, and smiled brightly.
Unexpectedly, the girl got up and walked over after looking at them a few times.
An elegant white dress and the top-down arrogance reminded Chen Zihan of the heroic heroine in the costume drama-it is a pity that he lacks a sword in his hand.
"It's you again." She stood about half a meter away from Chen Zihan, looking at him condescendingly, her beautiful eyes full of sarcasm: "Do you want to lose face again?"
Wang Zhenjun hurriedly straightened his body and looked at them nervously. He didn't dare to say anything he wanted to say.
"Who are you? Do we know each other?" Chen Zihan squinted at the uninvited beautiful girl, "How do I feel so good about myself? Is my supper hindering you?"
As soon as he said this, the beautiful girl's eyes widened.
Sitting across from Chen Zihan, Wang Zhenjun overturned the disposable cup that had just been filled with cold water in surprise.
Tea dripped from the table onto his pants, and he quickly stood up and hurriedly took a piece of paper to wipe his pants.
"I refused you, so I thought I didn't know me?" The beautiful girl looked contemptuously: "Little boys who haven't grown up, always do things so naively. Study hard first and make progress every day!"
Chen Zihan looked at it carefully and finally realized it.
Luo Xiaofei, the woman who was drunk together before he was reborn.
After recognizing Luo Xiaofei, Chen Zihan thought of something that was often teased about when he first entered school.
During the freshman military training, he bragged with a few boys, saying that he could pick up any beautiful girl.
Under the unbelief and instigation of other classmates, he actually stopped Luo Xiaofei, the well-known medical goddess, to invite her to dinner.
The result was of course rejected.
It's just that in his memory, he didn't take it seriously, and passed away with a smile, let alone getting drunk.
"Will she be reborn with me?"
At this point, he smiled and said something inexplicable softly: "Nanshan Road, Grandma's house."
Luo Xiaofei, who was originally proud, became inexplicable, "Who's grandmother?"
The stunned innocence and beauty made Wang Zhenjun, who looked at them nervously, subconsciously covered his hot nose, his head was a little blank.
Chen Zihan stood up and took a bottle of beer. After opening it with a "bang", he poured two glasses and gave one to Luo Xiaofei, who was frowning.
"Toast to you, thank you very much!"
This thank you is very sincere. If Luo Xiaofei hadn't accompany him to buy drunk, maybe he would not have the chance of rebirth.
After looking at Luo Xiaofei's eyes up close, Chen Zihan sighed slightly: Luo Xiaofei was really good-looking when she was young. After the pride on her face disappeared, her eyebrows and eyelashes were thick, and she smelled of Li Jiaxin.
Moreover, the figure is very good!
It's a pity that I didn't really associate with her when I was in school.
Luo Xiaofei took the wine glass subconsciously, but didn't drink it. She just stared at Chen Zihan, whose face was full of free and easy things, with a cold face.
This boy felt completely different from when he stopped her inexplicably in the afternoon and asked her to eat alone.
The two touches of black around the mouth are gone, and a face is clean.
Although his face looked a little immature, his eyes felt calm and even vicissitudes of life.
After Chen Zihan drank the glass of wine, he raised the empty glass and motioned to Luo Xiaofei.
"It's nice to see you, young and beautiful." Chen Zihan looked at Luo Xiaofei with a smile, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Although you rejected me today, I believe that you will love me in the future. ."
Luo Xiaofei quit his well-paid job to join him. In this life, he can never let Luo Xiaofei go.
Perhaps this is the way to save Luo Xiaofei and himself.
Also, it's a pity to leave such beauties to other men.
Luo Xiaofei's brows that had just stretched frowned again.
"My hunch is very good. I guess something big will happen tonight. If you don't believe it, we can bet." Chen Zihan looked at Luo Xiaofei with a slightly ill-faced expression, and said confidently: "You will definitely like me in the future. , You can bet if you don't believe it."
Today is September 11, 2001. This day is destined to be remembered by the whole world.
"Fuck!" When thinking of this incident, Chen Zihan suddenly slapped his thigh.
Looking at the watch on his wrist, it was already half past nine, and he sighed helplessly.
Even if he warns now, tragedy cannot be avoided.
What's more, no one would believe what he said.
"What do you mean?" Luo Xiaofei took a step back.
What the hell is this guy who she doesn't understand
After the failure of blocking the confession, was mentally deranged
Chen Zihan smiled slightly, "Why else, if my prediction tonight comes true, would you invite me to dinner?" (End of this chapter)