No one understands rebirth better than me

Chapter 8 Unexpected Disaster
Crackling...

pala...

After returning home, Guan Ren didn't worry about the trivial things that happened today. The first step he took when he entered the bedroom was to turn on the computer.

……

At that time, there was no special "writing software", and Word documents were a must-have for coders.

But Guan Ren didn't know why, the Word version at home was still 2003. Every time he opened it, a very annoying paper clip "desk pet" would pop up and yell at him. It was much more annoying than the little lion in Rising Antivirus Software.

Because it was too old, Guan Ren finally had to find a tutorial to close it, then copied the beginning of the paragraph written on his mobile phone from the file transfer station in his mailbox and continued to write the beginning of the novel.

……

Logically speaking, considering the conditions, whether it is the lagging computer, the 30hz monitor, or the low-quality membrane keyboard used exclusively at the hotel front desk, Guan Ren, who is used to typing on an Alice-equipped mechanical keyboard while watching live video broadcasts, feels very uncomfortable.

But as the saying goes, "rebirth is the biggest cheat."

This young body and abundant energy are enough to make Guan Ren ignore the flaws in his external conditions.

I concentrated on typing three chapters totaling 10,000 words in just two hours one night. My wrists didn't feel sore from the design of an ordinary keyboard layout, and there was no mention of tendonitis or anything like that.

Looking back on my previous life, I had to type after coming back from drawing pictures in the company for a long time. The most annoying thing was that I often woke up in the middle of the night because of pain in my arms and fingers.

If it weren't for that female boss who felt sorry for me and gave me special treatment and a long vacation, I might have had to undergo surgery in the end.

However, even though he doesn't have these health problems at the moment, Guan Ren doesn't plan to continue coding.

The younger this body is, the more he knows how to cherish it and never overdraw it, otherwise he will regret it.

"Submit your article first."

At this time, the editor's contact information seems to have not been made public on the Qidian official website. As a confident dimensionality reduction writer, Guan Ren will definitely not send it directly and wait for the editor to review it on the site. If he wants to "submit it internally", he has to go to the forum to find the editor's email address.

"Red fox...cat teeth...white light..."

Looking at those familiar editors, Guan Ren touched his chin, and many promising candidates emerged in his mind. Finally, he sent his "Three Golden Chapters" to Maoya.

"Job done!"

Then it’s just a matter of waiting for news.

After submitting the manuscript, Guan Ren threw himself onto his single bed, buried himself in the quilt filled with the scent of dead mites, took a deep breath of the sun's scent, then leaned back, clasped his hands behind his head, and stared at the ceiling, somewhat lost in thought.

Even though I'm only in my second year of high school, I'm now a successful man...

When a man has a career, he feels confident even if he steps on shit when he goes out.

What's more, Guan Ren is still so young.

"...When the first payment arrives, I'll buy a cell phone... oh, two, then a new computer... um... and a new TV, too, and some clothes and shoes..."

"...Speaking of which, shouldn't we renovate the bedroom...turn it into a so-called gaming room?...Not just the bedroom, but the bathroom should also get a new bathtub and toilet...oh, maybe we should renovate that, too...and that Little Swan washing machine has been whining for over a decade now..."

“…Huh? Then why not just buy a new house…”

Guan Ren began to fantasize.

But it is inevitable.

Whenever I buy a new thing, I always feel that other things don’t match it. I keep fantasizing about it and eventually I end up fantasizing about changing houses.

The only difference between Guan Ren's fantasy and other people's fantasies is that Guan Ren's fantasy is feasible.

Just like that, Guan Ren fell asleep unknowingly in his beautiful fantasy.

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"System, view panel."

"Ding--!"

"Host: Guan Ren; Appearance: 5 stars; Learning: 1 star; Physical strength: 3 stars; Cooking skills... uh... 4 stars..."

Early the next morning, Saturday, Guan Ren stood in front of the floor-length mirror, imitating a mechanical sound in a very childish way, and looked at himself carefully, making a simple assessment of his condition.

"Now that I have a way to make money, I can gradually improve my studies as long as I'm dedicated... The next thing I need to focus on is, after all, my physical fitness..."

From holding Luo Xiaobei yesterday to typing later, Guan Ren has made up his mind to build a healthy body.

In 2011, fitness was far from being popular among my peers.

Not to mention systematic fitness, Guan Ren remembers that even "night running" only became popular among young people after it suddenly became a trend on the Internet one year.

Of course, Guan Ren is not interested in fitness at the level of "eating protein powder".

It is even more impossible to train your head to be pointed.

There are only three goals.

First, you won’t have to worry about eating delicious food in the future.

Second, we can show off seafood and beer in the future.

Third, you will be able to stand up and pedal when riding a bike in the future.

To be more specific...

Guan Ren decided to find Luo Xiaobei to give it a try when the time comes.

As long as you can easily pick up Luo Xiaobei and do squats at the same time, you are probably almost there.

At that time, you can reduce the amount of exercise and just maintain it to ensure that your body can fully enjoy life.

……

So Guan Ren immediately took out an old short-sleeved white T-shirt with a wrinkled collar, and changed into his school uniform pants.

As for the shoes…

Sneakers and canvas shoes are popular this year, and these are basically what Guan Ren bought.

Finally, Guan Ren dug and dug in the shoe cabinet, turning out a lot of different high-heeled shoes that smelled like someone's fragrance, before he found a pair of old-fashioned mesh sneakers in the deepest part.

"Tsk... so ugly..." Guan Ren said with some disgust.

However, who could have imagined that this bulky sneaker would become popular again in the future and be called "dad shoes" as a trend.

Of course, it doesn’t matter whether it looks good or not, Guan Ren is not there to show off after all.

After changing into sneakers, I took a Meizu MP3.

Guan Ren plugged in a pair of no-name wired headphones with a transparent wire, tucked the wire into his clothes from the hem, pulled it out from the collar, put it on his ears, and quickly ran downstairs.

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"Hey, kid, run."

"Yes, good morning, Uncle Lin."

"Good morning, good morning. Good morning. Remember to come play chess with me when you have time."

"okay."

Passing by the security guard of the community, Guan Ren walked all the way to the playground of No. 2 Middle School. When he arrived, he started running along the plastic track that had just been built last year.

There were actually a few scattered figures on the runway at this time.

Some of them are elderly men and women taking a walk.

There were also fat middle-aged men wearing jerseys.

In addition, since the school team members were not there on Saturday, Guan Ren became the most handsome guy on the track at this time.

"Huh...huh..."

Under the brilliant golden morning light, accompanied by even breathing, the vigorous young man strides across the runway. His angular and handsome face is fair and delicate, yet has a tough and masculine temperament.

If there was a camera at this time, it would be a beautiful sight to take a picture of it.

Especially Guan Ren’s hairstyle, which is neither long nor short, and has a bit of an American spiky feel.

In this era when the remnants of the "Shamatte" trend still exist and bangs are generally regarded as the most important hairstyle for tall boys, the fact that he openly reveals his clean forehead is enough to make him look dazzling.

Especially in the eyes of middle-aged women who have long been dissatisfied with the image of "Shamatte".

"Hey, look at that kid, he's running so early in the morning."

"Really... Tsk, my lazy bastard, I'm thankful I can move the doghouse on Saturday mornings."

"Oh, they're all pretty much the same..."

"Looks like he's from No. 2 Middle School, haha. Not to mention he's quite handsome."

"Appearance isn't important; it's the temperament that's most important. He's so sunny, and you can tell at first glance that he's a good kid..."

"Indeed, alas, it's not like the one in my house. The more I think about it, the angrier I get!"

……

At the edge of the playground, two middle-aged women who had just bought vegetables and passed by the school gave high praise to Guan Ren on the track.

One of them was wearing a turtleneck sweater and wide-leg pants, with short curly hair. Although she said that "appearance is not important", when Guan Ren's running figure gradually approached, she had to admit in her heart that this boy seemed to be quite handsome.

only…

Why do I suddenly feel that this child looks familiar?

As Guan Ren ran closer and closer, the woman narrowed her eyes in confusion.

"Then I'll go through the west gate first. It's not on our way."

"okay."

Su Ping smiled slightly, watched the stranger she met by chance in the vegetable market leave, and continued to look at the "sunny and cheerful big boy" on the runway.

"what?"

As a result, by this time, Guan Ren was already close enough, and Su Ping recognized him at a glance.

"Guan Ren?"

"?"

Guan Yi heard the voice and turned around, also a little surprised:

"Aunt Su?"

What a coincidence, I actually met Luo Xiaobei’s mother while running.

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Snapped!
On the other side, in a house somewhere, with the sound of a door slamming violently, Zhang Chi, who was lying on his side on the bed in the bedroom, wrapped in a quilt and grinning foolishly at the screen of his mobile phone, trembled three times. After sitting up in shock from his dying illness, he looked blankly at his mother who broke into the house with an unhappy look on her face.

"Mom, what...what happened?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Sleep, sleep, sleep! All you do is sleep all day long! Get up now!"

"No...Mom, today is Saturday..."

"What about Saturday? You're so shameless!"

As the irritable woman spoke, she quickly lifted Zhang Chi's quilt, then opened the bedroom curtains, and finally opened the window with a bang.

"Go outside and look at the people out there! Look at them running and stuff like that early in the morning, and then look at you! You're just hiding in your dog hole, hiding from the light!"

"I…"

"I'll give you five minutes! If you don't get up in five minutes, you won't have any food today!"

boom--!
The bedroom door was slammed again.

Zhang Chi received such a scolding for no reason, which was totally unprovoked. He felt so miserable, but he couldn't find the reason for it.

Who the hell did I offend?

(End of this chapter)