Financial freedom starts from graduation

Chapter 409: The Simple Version of Ding Yi
Ding!
[During the round, all props are disabled]

……

"Zhou Wang, Zhou Wang... wake up, get out of class is over!"

In a daze, Zhou Wang heard someone calling his name.

The voice was familiar yet unfamiliar. Even with Zhou Wang's very good memory, he couldn't remember where he had heard this voice for a moment.

When he opened his eyes and saw the smiling face in front of him, he was startled.

"Fuck, Yang Hao, why are you playing reminiscing about your youth with me? Take off this ugly school uniform of yours!"

Zhou Wang cursed subconsciously.

"No way, brother. Although this is the last day of class, we still have to abide by the basic school rules. Didn't you hear what the principal said at the mobilization meeting? He didn't want to be forced to catch a few examples in the last week. Then everyone would be embarrassed..."

Yang Hao bared his teeth and said, "Besides, Brother Gou, you are also wearing a school uniform. If you dare, take it off first, then I will definitely go with you."

A pep rally? A class?
These distant words seemed to awaken some memories in Zhou Wang.

He took a closer look and realized that Yang Hao in front of him was a little different. He had an extremely low-profile afro, an unshaved beard, and a Samsung Galaxy Fold foldable screen phone that he always held in his hand to show off intentionally or unintentionally...

Maybe Zhou Wang couldn’t remember other details about Yang Hao, but he was deeply impressed by the cell phone.

As the first mainstream foldable screen mobile phone on the market, the Samsung Galaxy Fold was priced at 11 yuan at the time. The top-end version of Apple ProMax is nothing compared to it.

Yang Hao, who owned this phone at the time, had used it to pretend to be awesome more than 800 times, and Zhou Wang's ears were already callused from hearing it...

Of course, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't envious. At that time, Zhou Wang was still using a Vivo, which was given to him by Zhao Guihua.

That year was 2020, and it was also the year Zhou Wang graduated from high school.

With this thought in mind, Zhou Wang pushed away Yang Hao, who was blocking his view, and stood up.

Yes, it was that familiar classroom, with neat blackboard newspapers, students laughing and joking, and the slender figure of the English teacher who had just left the podium. As a student sitting in the first row, Zhou Wang could even vaguely smell the faint scent of gardenia she left behind...

That was his former "goddess". At that time, Zhou Wang took the initiative to ask to sit in the first row, wasn't it just to be closer to her?

Of course, those were all the boy’s fantasies. Now when Zhou Wang saw this scene again, he just smiled knowingly.

Looking around, Zhou Wang felt dazed. If he could not still sense the existence of the system, he might have thought it was all a dream and he had really traveled back to his student days, because everything was so real.

"Hey, Gou Ge, everyone has gone far away, you should come back to your senses... Anyway, it's the last day. If you really like it that much, I will write a love letter for you and hand it over to you?"

Yang Hao's teasing voice at the side brought Zhou Wang back to "reality".

"Write it."

Zhou Wang withdrew his gaze and said nonchalantly.

At this moment, he remembered that Yang Hao was useless in other subjects, but he was a damn good writer and had even won some national award.

"what?"

This time it was Yang Hao's turn to hesitate, "Really...really write it?"

Zhou Wang couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. At this time, Yang Hao still had some youthfulness left in him. He was far from the playboy he later remembered. Mainly because he was only 18 years old and didn't quite understand what it meant in society to have two to three thousand yuan in pocket money a month in high school.

"Write it. Write as corny as you can!"

Zhou Wang thought to himself, this is just a "copy" generated by the system, and it is not something that happened in the real timeline, so why should I be afraid of it?
"Okay, you're so cruel!"

Speechless, Yang Hao could only give Zhou Wang a thumbs up.

After talking with Yang Hao for a while, Zhou Wang confirmed the timeline. It was a week before the college entrance examination and the last afternoon before the school holiday.

For a moment, Zhou Wang was a little confused.

After weighing the pros and cons, he finally chose the character copy of "Ding Yi".

But why at this point?
In the event overview of "Ding Yi", Zhou Wang saw her appearance, which was indeed a relatively young girl, but Zhou Wang always thought that it should be when the two met in their freshman year, but he didn't expect it to be several months earlier.

Because it was just a quick overview, many specific things could not be seen, but it was obvious that things were not quite the same as Zhou Wang had imagined.

Zhou Wang touched his trouser pocket, and sure enough, in his pocket was the Vivo phone with a cracked back cover.

He finished the last class of the afternoon while thinking. When the bell rang, Zhou Wang stood up immediately.

"Let's go."

Zhou Hui greeted Yang Hao.

"Ah, Gou-ge, everyone is still sitting down...isn't this inappropriate?"

Yang Hao was obviously interested, but still hesitant.

Jingcheng No. 1 High School is a key high school in Yunnan Province. Except for students like Yang Hao who paid a lot of money to attend the school, almost all of them are top students. Zhou Wang, who was later admitted to Caida University, would be among the top students in the class in an ordinary high school, but in Jingcheng No. 1 High School, he is always in the middle of the class, and occasionally even falls behind...

This is the importance of environment. Yang Hao is obviously a "bad student", but he was infected by this environment and wanted to stay and study for a while, even if it was just for show.

"You talk like if you work harder today you're going to change something."

Zhou Wang shrugged. "Besides, do you need to care about these things? Whether you do well in the exam or not, it won't prevent you from inheriting the family hot pot restaurant in the future, right?"

"How do you know my parents are planning to open a hot pot restaurant?"

Yang Hao looked surprised, "I remember I didn't tell you?"

It was then that Zhou Wang remembered that Yang Hao's parents were probably still running a barbecue chain and had not yet switched to the hotpot business.

"Guess."

Zhou Wang waved his hand, "It's up to you, I'm leaving first."

"Hey, Brother Gou, wait for me..."

Yang Hao finally caught up, and the two of them walked out of the school. On the way, Zhou Wang met a middle-aged woman with long hair.

"Hello, Principal Li!"

Zhou Wang greeted the other party naturally.

The woman was startled, looked at Zhou Wang again, then smiled and nodded.

After the woman left, Yang Hao couldn't help but laugh at her: "Brother Gou, you called the wrong person. He is the director of political education. You should call him Director Li..."

"Then why do you think she didn't refute me?"

Zhou Wang smiled faintly and looked back at Li Xiuwen's back. He didn't expect that Li Xiuwen five years ago was actually quite charming and could even be called beautiful.

The Li Xiuwen that Zhou Wang met later had become less radiant and had shorter hair, and she seemed to be deliberately making herself look ugly... Observing today's events with his later mindset, Zhou Wang discovered that everything had a traceable purpose.

"Brother Gou, why do I feel like you're acting weird today? I can't understand anything you say..."

Ignoring Yang Hao's complaints, Zhou Wang walked all the way to the school gate. Recalling the scenes he saw in the [Event Overview], he extended his hand to Yang Hao.

"what?"

Yang Hao was puzzled.

"I need some money urgently. Lend me all the money you have." Zhou Wang only had twenty yuan on him. For the sake of convenience, he could only eat at Yang Hao's big table.

"Oh."

Yang Hao responded, opened his schoolbag, and gave all the more than 1,000 yuan in it to Zhou Wang, and asked, "Are these enough? If not, I should have a few thousand yuan on my card, which is the New Year's money that I haven't used up before..."

"Let's talk later. I'll call you if you need me."

Zhou Wang remembered something and reached out again, "Give me the keys to your Will-O-Wilson car, too."

"Uh, Brother Gou, it's no problem to lend me the money, but can you leave the motorcycle to me? You know I live in the Metallurgical District, and it's hard to get a taxi there. If you take the motorcycle away, what will I do then?"

"Metallurgical District?"

Zhou Wang was startled, then asked as if to confirm, "The metallurgical district over at Dahua Bridge?"

"Yeah, haven't I always lived there..."

"Then let's go, take me there."

"Uh, Dog Brother, you wanna come to my place?"

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!"

……

Yang Hao’s “ghost fire” was a shit-green color, which Zhou Wang used to despise. But now that he knew Yang Hao actually lived in the Metallurgical District, Zhou Wang reluctantly gave him a ride.

He didn't see many scenes in the [Event Overview], but comparing it with his previous memories, the only place he could confirm might belong to Jingcheng was the iconic location in Jingcheng, Dahua Bridge.

Dahua Bridge is an elevated railway bridge, which is located right on the edge of Jingcheng city. Of course, although it is called the edge, it is actually only five or six kilometers away from Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School located in the city center.

But for a third-tier city in a border province, this is already a long distance.

"You want to get off here, are you sure?"

Arriving near the Dahua Bridge, Yang Hao looked around suspiciously. This was below the Dahua Bridge and there was a ring road nearby. Apart from that, it was a desolate place.

After all, the area ahead of Dahua Bridge was once Jingcheng's state-owned heavy industry enterprise. Now, apart from a few newly developed mid- to high-end residential communities, there are large areas of abandoned factories, which is almost deserted.

"Brother Gou, if you want to go to an Internet cafe, I know one, but it's a little further away..."

"Don't worry about me. I'll contact you later."

Zhou Wang ignored Yang Hao and just waved his hand. After sending Yang Hao away, he identified the route, then climbed up the hill along a nearby path and came to the top of the bridge.

This railway is still in use, but with the advent of high-speed train lines, it is now only used for freight, so there are not many trains passing through.

Arriving at the railway crossing, Zhou Wang looked up and his breathing paused.

She is really here.

In the summer evening breeze, a girl in a floral skirt is walking slowly along the railway tracks.

Her head was slightly raised, and from all angles one could see her profile. Her high nose bridge and soft lip lines formed a beautiful silhouette. Her skin was so white that it seemed to be glowing, and under the rendering of the sunset, it emitted a gem-like halo.

...Just in terms of facial features, among all the girls Zhou Wang knows, probably only the senior student can compete with her.

The seventeen-year-old Ding Yi in front of him has delicate facial features, but also a natural and lively radiance.

Her appearance is probably the ultimate imagination of boys about "white moonlight".

Ding!
[Host contacts the target character, and the round countdown officially begins]

[Complete specific events, the round will end early]

When Zhou Wang was staring blankly at Ding Yi not far ahead, and wondering what the "specific event" the system mentioned might be, a low "woo" sound suddenly sounded from a distance.

At the end of the road, at the corner of the woods on both sides, a long freight train appeared, speeding towards this side.

The driver on the locomotive may have also noticed the figure on the railway, and the train issued a sharp whistle.

Zhou was shocked to see that Ding Yi, who was standing just across the track, still had no reaction. Could it be that Ding Yi in this "copy" wanted to commit suicide?
At this time, the two were dozens of meters apart, and Zhou Wang could only run towards her while shouting.

Hearing the shout, Ding Yi, still a little dazed, turned around and glanced at Zhou Wang, but still did not move.

Seeing that the train was approaching, Zhou Wang had no choice but to dodge to the side.

The train rumbled past, blocking Zhou Wang's sight. After a minute or two, the entire train passed. Zhou Wang saw Ding Yi still standing there holding the book, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Wang then walked over, looked her up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ding Yi did not respond, but stepped back slightly, then asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

"Uh……"

Zhou Wang then remembered that from Ding Yi's perspective, the two of them didn't know each other. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I live nearby and came here for a walk..."

"Oh, are you here to memorize the book too?"

Ding Yi noticed Zhou Wang's school uniform at this time.

"endorsement?"

It was at this time that Zhou Wang noticed that Ding Yi was holding a few books in his hands, all of which were sprint books for senior year of high school.

He immediately nodded in agreement with the other person's words, "Yeah, do you like reading here too?"

"Well, this place can make me feel good."

Ding Yi nodded, smiled at Zhou Wang, and took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Ding Yi, and I study at the nearby Sanyuan Middle School."

"Zhou Wang."

Zhou Wang shook hands with her and asked subconsciously in surprise, "Have you been studying in high school in Jingcheng all this time... Well, I mean, your accent doesn't sound like a local."

In Zhou Wang’s original memory, he really didn’t know about this matter, otherwise he wouldn’t be confused that the event scene generated by the system was actually in Jingcheng.

"Oh, you can even hear this?"

Ding Yi smiled and said, "I am indeed not from Jingcheng... Well, I am from the north. I just came here a month ago. I am a student here on a temporary basis."

"But we're all going to take the college entrance exams, why are you still coming here? The conditions in the north should be better, right?"

"Something happened at home, so I came here with my parents..."

Ding Yi's tone suddenly became a little low, and his expression became gloomy.

Zhou Wang was startled, and then felt something strange...

Because he found that Ding Yi in this "copy" seemed very simple.

How could the Ding Yi he originally knew have his emotions written all over his face?
It is even more impossible to answer whatever you ask...

Could this be the reset version of Ding Yi?

Zhou Wang couldn't help but touch his chin.

(End of this chapter)