I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"That's all for now. Have a great holiday, everyone, and remember not to swim in rivers."

What was originally a touching message ended up being a reminder to students to be careful, which diminished the atmosphere.

Fortunately, the homeroom teacher didn't seem to care much, and instead invited the students to come over and have a drink and a toast.

Strangely enough, the homeroom teacher and students, who were usually at odds, were now practically arm in arm, chatting about everything.

Some students even ended up apologizing to their homeroom teacher while chatting, and then couldn't help but shed tears.

The homeroom teacher would chat with the students and gradually let go of his burdens, telling them about his difficulties. Sometimes it wasn't that he wanted to manage the students so strictly, and sometimes it wasn't that he really wanted to scold them.

The homeroom teacher is a grown man, yet he acts like a child; his eyes well up with tears after just a few words.

He picked up a glass of orange juice and joined in, clinking glasses and drinking with everyone.

He downed the orange juice in his glass in one gulp, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside him.

Yes, his high school life has finally come to an end.

P.S.: Ah, I've finally gotten to this point. I didn't originally intend to start this way, but considering that I'm writing about Yanzu, who's reading this book, I wanted to give everyone as much immersion as possible. After much hesitation and struggle, I decided to start this way.

Original content with this theme and such a long opening is probably a dead end in CWM.

Actually, I was in a lot of pain when I was writing this part of the story. My brain didn't want to recall any details of my high school life, especially my senior year.

I worried that some parts of the plot wouldn't create enough atmosphere, while others I worried that I might overdo it. I was particularly conflicted about the last part, but my friends in the group told me that my skill level had reached its limit and I shouldn't worry about it anymore, which helped me move on.

How many of you are still here after reading this far? And are you satisfied?

If there's anything I'm not satisfied with, I can only apologize.

Finally! Our protagonist is finally ready (emphasis added) to go find his beautiful female friends.

Chapter Fifteen: Make sure you're well-prepared before you travel through time.

"When are you going to find a girlfriend and bring her home?"

Mo Xiangwen was brushing his teeth while humming a little tune after just getting up when suddenly, he heard his mother's voice behind him.

The familiar pressure to get married startled him so much that he almost thought he had traveled back in time, and he spat out a mouthful of mouthwash—luckily, it was a washbasin on his face.

He looked in the mirror for a long time, repeatedly confirming that he should still be a high school graduate, not the corporate slave he used to be.

It took Mo Xiangwen a long time to finally accept the reality that he was being pressured to find a girlfriend.

He turned to look at his mother, then pointed to himself and asked incredulously, "Me? Mom, are you serious? Be normal, I'm scared."

Zhou Xiuqin said dismissively, "What's so strange about that? My dad and I were just like you at that age..."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Mo Xiangwen hurriedly interrupted the opponent's combo: "The past is the past, the present is the present."

"I'm still a senior in high school, and it's too early for me to be in a relationship right now."

“What do you mean ‘early’? In the past, high school seniors focused on their studies.” Zhou Xiuqin glanced at him. “Now that you’ve finished your exams, you should hurry up and find a girlfriend and get a bachelor’s degree while you’re at it.”

"What do you mean by 'just getting a bachelor's degree'? The academic pressure in university is also very heavy, okay?"

Mo Xiangwen shook his head, not wanting to pay attention, and slowly finished washing up before going to the living room to eat breakfast.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiuqin followed him the whole time until he sat down, and then continued, "Studying in college and dating don't conflict."

“No, conflict, a huge conflict,” Mo Xiangwen retorted. “Have you forgotten what you told me before?”

"Is the senior year of high school the same as going to university?"

"Same here, good universities are even more tiring than senior year of high school."

“What kind of good university is a third-tier university…” Zhou Xiuqin looked quite displeased: “You keep making excuses when I ask you to date.”

Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, then decided to be a little more conservative, lest they not believe him if he told them.

"At least a second-tier university." He held up two fingers and shook them. "Don't always underestimate me, okay?"

Unexpectedly, the person who reacted most strongly was not Zhou Xiuqin, but Mo Chenfeng, who was watching TV on the sofa.

"A second-tier university? There really are second-tier universities?"

Mo Chenfeng tossed the remote control aside, ignoring the TV, and went straight to the dining table, staring at him intently.

Mo Xiangwen felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at, but he still insisted, "At least, the minimum is a second-tier university."

“Xiang Wen,” Mo Chenfeng selectively ignored his emphasis, “Are you really sure there’s a second-tier university?”

“I guarantee it will be there. If it isn’t, you can go in and smash my computer.” Mo Xiangwen said decisively, “I absolutely won’t stop you.”

Zhou Xiuqin slapped his head and said with a laugh, "What are you saying? We're the ones who paid for it for you. If you break it, we'll be the ones who feel the pain."

"I'm just trying to prove that I'm not making things up."

"Alright, that's all for you. Go have some fun."

"okay."

Knowing that he had temporarily escaped disaster, Mo Xiangwen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran back to his room.

If he had to choose between being pressured to get married and placing orders, he would rather place orders; he hadn't forgotten that he still owed the chairman a thousand dollars.

However, even though he had been overeating for the past month, he still had about 500 yuan left, since his family actually provided him with food expenses.

Don't ask why he still has 500 left. In fact, he was already surprised that he could spend 500 more on food than before in a month.

This is in high school, not in college.

There wasn't a bustling commercial street, just a small shop.

If he only ate snacks and didn't eat meals, that would be one thing, but he was eating four meals a day back then... although he still almost ended up malnourished.

Getting back to the main point, I still owe someone 500 yuan. I either have to pay them back or think of another way.

But before that, he should first say something in the group chat, lest the guild leader think he has absconded with the money and has no intention of repaying it.

Without further ado, I turned on my computer and went online.

Human and Dragon as One: Brothers! I'm alive!

Bai Bai: Xiao Yi is back, yay!

A seductive gesture: Congratulations on the end of your prison sentence.

Man and Dragon in Harmony: Sigh, it's been a month, a whole month! Do you know how I've gotten through this past month?!

"Gone": Isn't that how everyone goes through this?

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: How did you do on the exam?

Human-dragon unity: the advantage lies with me.

Use a seductive approach: You seem very confident.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: I'm already thinking about what you should treat me to.

Let me tempt you: anything is possible in dreams, but we'll talk about it when you get your results.

Human and Dragon in One: Hehe, then you wait. By the way, President, I'll transfer the rest of the money back to you first.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: No rush, I'm not short of money, pay me back when you have enough.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: Let's transfer it first, and I'll pay you back the difference later.

Mo Xiangwen picked up his phone and tapped the screen several times with his right thumb to transfer the remaining money back.

Human-Dragon Unity: Does the guild leader have any orders recently?

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: No, if you're short of money, why are you in such a hurry to pay me back?

Human-Dragon Unity: Is it possible that the reason you're short of money is because you need to repay it?

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: No rush, I'll pay you back later.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: To be honest, I think ordering is a waste of time. I never do it. I only accept orders if you ask me for them.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Instead of wasting your time on single-player games, I think you should become a tutor for kids.

Mo Xiangwen was stunned. He had always thought that the other party did this kind of thing, but he didn't expect that the other party had helped him get the order.

No wonder, I've never seen her play solo except when she's duo queuing with him.

Human-Dragon Unity: Forget it then, no need to ask for me. As for tutoring, with my level of expertise, wouldn't it be misleading to teach others?

Human and Dragon in Harmony: However, you've reminded me that it's true, making money from order processing is too slow.

Bai Bai: Xiao Yi, are you short of money? Do you want me to lend you some?

Human and Dragon in Harmony: It's really strange that I borrowed money from a group member to pay back money from another group member, but thanks anyway, bye-bye.

Bai Bai: Hehe.

Indeed, he was, after all, a time traveler.

To be reborn just to make money by placing orders is too much to bear.

If I told anyone, my colleagues would laugh me to death.

Even being a streamer is better than playing solo games.

For example, before virtual YouTubers become popular, you could hire an artist to create a virtual YouTuber character and then start a live stream.

It's not that it's impossible. His gaming skills are quite good. If he adds a voice changer and pretends to be a Japanese girl, he'll make a fortune in no time.

...Although it's theoretically feasible, I always have a feeling that doing so would mean losing something important, so I'll pass.

But what was that pivotal moment in 17 that allowed him to take off from scratch?

He thought about it for a long time and began to feel sad for the first time because he was a shut-in.

I searched my memory but couldn't find a single piece of useful information.

What did he do during his entire summer vacation after graduating from high school?

Playing visual novels? Playing games with friends in a group chat? Catching up on anime? Never mind then.

Can't you do something productive? You could at least keep an eye on the lottery!

Mo Xiangwen really wanted to slap himself twice. If he had known he could time travel... well, that wouldn't have been possible anyway.

I can't possibly go back to being a struggling writer, can I? I might as well become a virtual YouTuber; at least that's real money.

Wait, how much does a leather case cost again?

Uh... how about I just become a struggling writer?

Chapter Sixteen: The time to check the results has arrived.

A seductive answer: 650 points?!

Use a seductive approach: Tell me quickly, where did you steal this picture from? How dare you use it to deceive our group members?

Here's the allure: your group members are on your side, so you're playing mind games with them, right? It's just a meal, is it really worth it?

The days of struggling writers always pass quickly. Even if he wants to become a virtual streamer, he first needs to have the money to order a custom-made suit.

Of course, even if he doesn't really want to do that yet.

Before I knew it, it was time to check my grades.

After checking the grades, the first thing to do is, of course, chat in the group, just like how adults like to post on social media as soon as possible.

All I can say is that young people have their own social circles.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: I hope you face the fact that you have to treat us to a meal.

Bai Bai: I hope you face the fact that you have to treat Xiao Yi to a meal.

A seductive gesture: Bye-bye! Aren't we the closest of friends?! Why!

Let me be seductive: Have you forgotten the days when we criticized pigeons for showing off their cards?

Bai Bai: to cut, to cut sharply.

I've backed out: I suggest you don't make things difficult by challenging Bai Bai's dependence on Xiao Yi.

Bai Bai: That's right.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: That's really unexpected.