Chapter 1 Rebirth Overture

Suddenly.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, you wake up, you wake up."

Ye Bihuang felt that his body was sinking. Originally, he wanted to indulge in the endless cycle, but the voice of a little girl next to him sounded so familiar.

He turned over and grabbed the girl's little hand to prevent her from pushing herself.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, the teacher is here. I'm in class now!" The little girl was obviously anxious. She pinched the tender meat in Ye Bihuang's elbow.

"Ah!" Ye Bihuang jumped up in pain.

Ye Bihuang opened his hazy eyes, and everything in front of him was so familiar and strange - the familiar huge classroom, with a blackboard on the front wall with beautiful words written on the blackboard.

The whole class stared at Ye Bihuang, who jumped up like a monster. Looking at him rubbing his ignorant eyes and looking around, he immediately burst into laughter.

Looking at the familiar but strange faces in front of her, Ye Bihuang was very indifferent. Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming, but why is this dream so real?

The pretty female teacher on the stage looked at Ye Bihuang's ignorant appearance as if she had just woken up, and her pretty face turned white with anger.

"Ye Bihuang! Stand up straight! Go to the podium to do this question!" The female teacher stared at Ye Bihuang with an angry face. Ye Bihuang made such a huge noise in her class. A teacher would be angry.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, go... The teacher was angry.

The young little hand pushed Ye Bihuang, and her voice was very anxious, as if the teacher was angry that it was a great disaster.

Ye Bihuang shook his head, as if adapting to the current situation and getting rid of something.

"Well, since it's a dream, even if it's going to do the exercises, what's there?" Ye Bihuang smiled. He reached out and grabbed the little hand of his deskmate. That was the little hand of his junior high school deskmate! So smooth and delicate, touching it makes his heart tremble.

Xia Na's hands trembled suddenly, and her face turned red. She hurriedly read her own book, and a pair of small hands did not dare to push Ye Bihuang again.

"Ye Bihuang! Come up for me."

"Good." Ye Bihuang replied faintly. He slowly stepped on the stage and picked up the pen under the surprised eyes of the beautiful teacher.

At this moment, he saw the question in front of him, which was a quadratic equation, which was a piece of cake for Ye Bihuang, a genius who was once named in high school.

He began to write with a pen, like flowing clouds and water.

However, his face is getting worse and worse.

His hands began to tremble.

This feeling, this feeling, why is it so real! This chalk, this blackboard.

Ye Bihuang wrote with his right hand and rubbed his left hand on the blackboard.

Is it possible that I was reborn! A thunderous voice sounded in Ye Bihuang's mind. He felt a little thirsty, and his wrists even trembled slightly.

After finishing the answer, Ye Bihuang walked off the stage like a puppet.

However, the whole class made a surprised voice. This question is a well-known problem. Last night, when the teacher assigned homework, he specially stated that this question could be thought about, but it was not assigned as homework.

Later, when I came to the class the next day, only one student did it. I heard that it could only be done under the guidance of my family.

In class today, the teacher deliberately wrote this question on the blackboard to explain it in detail. Later, after being made up by Ye Bihuang, the teacher was ready to use this problem as a reason to punish Ye Bihuang.

But I didn't expect him to do it!

The whole class is in a mess.

"Quiet! Be quiet! Be quiet!" The teacher tried his best to maintain the order in the class. "Ye Bihuang solved the problem correctly. I hope he can listen carefully in the future instead of being in a daze in class."

Ye Bihuang was muddle-headed at this time and didn't hear what the teacher was saying at all.

I'm reborn. Am I really reborn? Really? Ye Bihuang's heartbeat gradually accelerated, as if to jump out of his throat. He never thought that he could really be reborn.

He has read some rebirth novels before, in which the protagonists calmly accept the explosive surname information that he has been reborn after rebirth, sort out his mood in just a few minutes, and clearly remember what he has experienced, and make proper arrangements in a short time.

But when it was his turn for such a good thing, he felt that his whole body began to faint. The sense of unreality and difference made his whole body light, as if it was difficult to melt into the world.

Really? Am I really reborn?

"Plop, plop..." The heartbeat became louder and louder, and all the voices in the world gradually became smaller and became as if they were coming from far away.

Tears involuntarily flowed down from Ye Bihuang's cheeks, flowing more and more excessively.

"Bright? Bihuang? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me..." It's just a time when someone is buzzing in Ye Bihuang's mind and nothing.

A soft voice came from Ye Bihuang's right side, and the gentle little hand grasped Ye Bihuang's arm tightly. With this grasp, he directly pulled Ye Bihuang out of the illusory world.

Ye Bihuang felt that his face was wet. He touched it with his hand, and his palm was full of water.

"Bihuang, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Don't scare me... What happened to you?" The little girl shouted in a panic, obviously very concerned about Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang turned his head. This was the first time he looked at his deskmate when he was reborn.

Her eyebrows, like willow branches in the distant mountains, are bent like a crescent moon, and her big watery eyes are looking at Ye Bihuang anxiously. It is really the moon eyebrows and star eyes. There seems to be another world in the deep and crystal pupils. The gentle two meths are like distant mountains, and her long hair is tied with a lovely ponytail, which looks so blue. Spring is charming!

Qiong Yao's small nose is just right on her delicate side, and her thin lips are youthful and charming.

It's really her, it's really her!

Shana!!!

Ye Bihuang's heart beat violently. This is exactly the Xia Na she misses! If Xiao Qiuqi is his goddess in high school, then this Xia Na is a beautiful dream of Ye Bihuang in junior high school. It is so beautiful that people never want to wake up.

Ye Bihuang looked at Shana in a daze, saying that he was living in a dream, so he would live in a dream forever. He hoped that it would become forever at this moment.

"Bihuang, Bihuang, what's wrong with you? Don't be in a daze. Don't scare me."

"Ah? Well, I'm fine." Ye Bihuang hurriedly wiped the tears on his face, and then covered it up, "I just suddenly remembered something, and now I've figured it out."

"Oh, that's right." Xia Na looked at Ye Bihuang suspiciously and then said, "Listen to the class carefully. Don't think nonsense. Your appearance scared me just now."

"Real is it? I will listen to the class carefully. Ye Bihuang said with a smile.

Ye Bihuang reached out and touched the books on the desk. The touch, that feeling, is absolutely true! He suppressed his deep excitement and lay on the table as if nothing had happened, pretending to sleep.

"Bihuang, why are you lying down again..." Xia Na said an angued.

"Shana, what day is it today? I forgot. Tell me."

"Well, you don't have a fever, do you? Today is March 2nd."

"The second day of the first lunar month, March 2nd, I know that this year is after 1995, that is, in the year of 99, I just finished the college entrance examination." Ye Bihuang muttered in his heart. He smiled at Xia Na and then said, "I'm drowsy. Maybe I'll just sleep. Don't tell the teacher."

"Oh, good." Xia Na nodded obediently and looked at Ye Bihuang lying motionless on the table. She was very worried about Ye Bihuang. His performance in this class was too abnormal, which was completely different from the heartless appearance before.