Capítulo 1089: Chapter 407: The Simple Version of Ding Yi
Ding!
[During the round’s effect, all items are disabled]
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“Zhou Wang, Zhou Wang… wake up, class is over!”
In a daze, Zhou Wang heard someone calling his name.
The voice was familiar yet strange, and despite Zhou Wang’s excellent memory, he couldn’t immediately recall where he had heard this voice before.
He opened his eyes and was startled when he saw the grinning face in front of him.
“Holy crap, Yang Hao, are you playing some youth nostalgia game with me? Quickly take off that ugly school uniform!”
Zhou Wang instinctively shouted.
“Come on, man, even though it’s the last day of class, we should still follow the school’s basic rules, right? Didn’t you hear what the principal said at the rally? He doesn’t want to have to catch a few examples this last week, making everyone look bad…”
Yang Hao bared his teeth and said, “Besides, Brother Dog, aren’t you also wearing the school uniform? If you dare to take it off first, I promise to do it with you.”
Rally? Class?
These distant words seemed to awaken a certain memory in Zhou Wang.
He took a closer look and realized that Yang Hao in front of him was somewhat different, with his explosion-style hair, unshaven beard, and that Samsung Galaxy Fold folding screen phone he always held, showing off intentionally or unintentionally…
While Zhou Wang may not remember other details about Yang Hao, he was deeply impressed by this phone.
As the first mainstream folding screen phone on the market, the Samsung Galaxy Fold had a launch price of thirteen thousand, making even the top version of the iPhone 11 Pro Max look like a junior beside it.
Yang Hao, who owned this phone at the time, had boasted with it at least eight hundred times, and Zhou Wang’s ears had developed calluses listening to it…
Of course, saying he wasn’t envious would be a lie; back then, Zhou Wang was still using a Vivo phone, which was handed down by Zhao Guihua.
That year was 2020, and it was also the year Zhou Wang graduated from high school.
With this thought, Zhou Wang pushed past Yang Hao, who was blocking his view, and stood up.
Yes, it was that familiar classroom, the tidy blackboard, classmates whispering and laughing, and the graceful back of the English teacher who had just left the podium. Sitting in the front row, Zhou Wang could even vaguely smell the faint scent of gardenia she left behind…
Back then, she was his “goddess,” and Zhou Wang had volunteered to sit in the front row just to be a little closer to her.
Of course, those were just the fancies of youth, and now when Zhou Wang saw this scene again, he merely smiled knowingly.
Looking around, Zhou Wang felt a moment of disorientation. If not for his ability to sense the system’s presence, he might have thought he had dreamt his way back to his student days, because everything felt so real.
“Hey, Brother Dog, everyone walked away. Snap out of it… it’s the last day anyway, if you really like her that much, I’ll write a love letter and give it to her?”
Yang Hao’s mischievous voice brought Zhou Wang back to “reality.”
“Go ahead.”
Zhou Wang withdrew his gaze and said indifferently.
He remembered that Yang Hao was useless in other subjects, but he sure could write essays beautifully, even winning some national award or something.
“Huh?”
This time, it was Yang Hao’s turn to stammer, “R-Really write it?”
Seeing this, Zhou Wang couldn’t help but laugh; at this time, Yang Hao still had some residual innocence, far from the flashy figure he would later remember, mainly because the eighteen-year-old boy was not yet aware of what having two to three thousand yuan in monthly pocket money meant in society.
“Write it, make it as cheesy as possible!”
Zhou Wang thought that after all, this was just a system-generated “instance” and not something happening in the real timeline, what’s there to be afraid of?
“Alright, you win!”
Yang Hao, having no words, could only give Zhou Wang a thumbs-up.
After chatting with Yang Hao for a while, Zhou Wang confirmed the timeline; it was a week before the college entrance exam, the last afternoon before the school break.
Momentarily, Zhou Wang felt a bit puzzled.
After weighing his options, he ultimately chose the character instance belonging to “Ding Yi.”
But why at this time?
On the event overview of “Ding Yi,” Zhou Wang saw her appearance, which indeed was relatively innocent, a teenage phase, but Zhou Wang always thought it should be when they met in their freshman year in university, not expecting it to have been several months earlier.
Because it was just a jumping overview, many specific details couldn’t be seen, but evidently, things were not quite as Zhou Wang imagined.
Touching his pants pocket, Zhou Wang found, sure enough, inside was that Vivo phone with the cracked back cover.
He finished the last class of the afternoon in contemplation, and when the dismissal bell rang, Zhou Wang also stood up immediately.
“Let’s go.”
Zhou Hui called to Yang Hao.
“Ah, Brother Dog, everyone is still sitting… isn’t this inappropriate?”
Yang Hao was obviously interested but still hesitant.
Jing City First Middle School, as a top high school in Yunnan Province, besides those like Yang Hao who paid a hefty price to attend, was almost full of academic stars. Zhou Wang, who later got into Cai University, would have been among the top of his class in an ordinary high school, but at Jing City First Middle School, he always stayed in the middle, occasionally even falling behind…
That’s the importance of the environment; Yang Hao, clearly a “poor student,” was influenced by this environment to stay and study a bit longer, even if just for appearances.
“As if trying a little harder today will change anything.”