Rebirth Game Tycoon

You leave quietly,

Step by step, lonely back,

Think more, be with you

Tell you how much I love you in my heart...

When this familiar melody sounded in Lu Menglin's ears, it was like a long dream.

Opening his eyes suddenly, the first thing that caught my eyes was the slightly nervous face of his mother.

Lu Menglin was a little confused and looked at her mother blankly, because she was at least twenty years younger than her actual age, which was vaguely remembered from her teenage years.

"Menglin, are you okay?" Mother's voice was soft and pleasant, like a natural sound.

Lu Menglin was shaking all over, tears rushing out.

"What's the matter? Silly boy, it doesn't matter if you have poor grades. As long as you work hard, mom and dad won't blame you." The mother shook her head and smiled.

"Mom, I miss you so much!" Lu Menglin couldn't help opening his arms and hugged his mother tightly.

The tears on his face were like broken beads, one by one falling from his cheeks, unable to stop.

The mother obviously didn't expect her son to be so excited. She patted her son's back lightly, her face full of concern.

"If the grades are really bad, the big deal is to ask relatives to borrow money, and I must let my cub go to college." My mother secretly made up her mind.

The song "Understanding You" played on an old-fashioned hemispherical television is a work by singer Man Wenjun in 1994, which has touched a whole generation of people.

But when he heard the song again, Lu Menglin had a complicated mood that seemed like a world away.

If time is a river that never stops surging forward, then just now, Lu Menglin went retrograde.

In that nightmare but true memory, Lu Menglin is already thirty-seven years old, working a hopeless job in a small third-tier city, earning a meager salary, except for the usual Apart from the hobby of playing games, there is no passion in life.

Like most ordinary people, life is a slow process.People get older day by day, their extravagant hopes fade away day by day, and finally become like a bull that has been hammered. All dreams and pursuits are drifting away.

Lu Menglin still clearly remembers that housing prices have risen for more than ten years, and they have risen to such a level that working-class people like him feel out of reach. They can only do their best to spend six wallets and carry on their backs for decades. Only with high debts can you have the so-called qualification for getting on the car.

And on that afternoon that made him unforgettable, the elderly parents brought their hard-earned savings and, in a nearly pilgrimage-like mood, wanted to dedicate the last light and heat to their son and came to the sales center.

It is a well-known big real estate brand. They have obtained large tracts of land in third- and fourth-tier cities, and are known for their high capital turnover and strong marketing.

The project in Z city is under construction. Even the sales center has just completed the main building and has already begun to receive customers.

There was a loud noise, like a bolt from the blue.

Who could have expected that the entire sales center collapsed.

Dozens of people were buried in the rubble by the collapsed tofu dregs project, including Lu Menglin's parents.And Lu Menglin happened to escape this life and death disaster because he went out to answer the phone.

A week later, the negotiation expert sent by the real estate developer found Lu Menglin and put forward a compensation plan, a set of top-level duplexes.

Faced with such conditions, some people were shocked, but Lu Menglin had only a sorrowful laugh, and his family was gone, so he wanted a house!

A month later, Lu Menglin learned that all the other victim's family members had accepted the compensation terms, but he was the only one who insisted on stubbornly.

It is a pity that ordinary little people have no power to fight back when facing the ruthless crush of fate.

Lu Menglin's persistence did not expect fairness and justice, and no one was substantively punished for it.In the face of power and wealth, those lost lives are so humble.

In order to get justice for his parents, he quietly collected evidence, like a knight walking in the dark, walking forward with a heavy burden.

A year later, Lu Menglin went through hardships. With the help of hackers, he finally grasped the iron evidence of the crime of the real estate group. If this core evidence is exposed, the group will inevitably fall apart and those who do evil will eventually be severely punished.

However, Lu Menglin was on the way to submit evidence to the public prosecutors and judicial departments when he encountered an oncoming dump truck.

In a trance, Lu Menglin seemed to have been sleeping in the dark sea for a long, long time.

Until the song "Understand You" rang in his ears, when he opened his eyes, he saw the face of his mother when he was young.

I am, reborn?

I subconsciously walked to my small room, the desk was full of review materials, thick mock exam papers, and the "Slam Dunk" that I secretly hid under the papers, everything seemed to be back in high school. In his memory.

Lu Menglin stared at his slender and delicate ten fingers in a daze, couldn't help touching his flat and firm lower abdomen, his four abdominal muscles faintly formed, and looking at the slightly immature but sunny face in the mirror, there was no doubt about his inner emotions. Is excited.

The thirty-seven-year-old myself has long been tortured by life and lost his vitality, and his body has also been out of shape due to long-term overtime work. The protruding belly, loose muscles, and the increasingly thinning hairline that are constantly moving backward are all Traces of years of hard work.

At this moment, the teenager in the mirror is young and full of vigor, youthful appearance, no matter how looking at it, he looks sunny and handsome.

Lu Menglin's gaze was locked tightly on the desk calendar in front of the table. The calendar showed the time on June 1, 1998. Up to this moment, he still could not fully believe that he had returned to twenty years ago.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back! This time, I will never let you trouble again! I will never let that tragedy happen again!" The teenager in the mirror burst into tears and said to himself.

......

In the early summer of 1998, the weather seemed to be hotter than in previous years.

Lu Menglin at this time is in his second year of high school, but when it comes to his grades, everyone can only describe it with a sigh.

He attended Liufang No.1 Middle School, a school for children run by the factory. There are six classes in the second grade of high school. Each class has about 50 students. There are more than 300 students in the whole year. Lu Menglin's grades are the best. Maybe you can get two hundred and fifty in the test!

That's right, he is the legendary crane tail, and it is the kind of crane that is very characteristic.

If Lu Menglin is the kind of student who can't read the book at all and his grades are messed up, that's all, but his liberal arts grades are not bad, especially history and language, 150-point papers, sometimes can pass the test. More than one hundred and twenty.

It's just that his mathematics and English scores are a bit shockingly bad.

In the second (fifth) class of high school, Lu Menglin once set a record that everyone was astonished. One hundred and fifty-point English papers. After writing all the multiple-choice questions, he actually got a five-point test. Achievement.

That's right, it's really only five points. In the words of an English teacher, you have a grudge against English. This is too bad luck!

For Lu Menglin, the mathematics class was basically the same as listening to the heavenly scriptures.If he didn't keep up with the basics, he couldn't understand at all. The test scores were often around forty points, because there were not many questions he could do on the whole paper.

In the eyes of the teachers, they have reached the second stage of high school, and students of partial subjects like Lu Menglin have basically given up.

"These questions are a bit tricky! But the level of your class is not good. It seems that no one except a genius classmate can answer them all right!"

The speaker was an English teacher in the second (five) class of high school. He was a short, fat middle-aged man with a fat face, holding a big red thermos in his hand, and said with a smile.

The students shrunk their necks one after another. It is indeed difficult to translate these sentences from English to Chinese on the blackboard. A few students with good English scores just tried it, but the translation turned out to be shit.

It seems that no one except that one can write all these super-standard translated sentences!

"Lu Menglin, are you in a daze again? Come up and translate these verses!" Suddenly the English teacher's harsh voice came from everyone's ears.