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In the classroom of Class 2, Grade 12 at Xihong City No. 1 Middle School, the Chinese class is continuing.

A few birds chirped occasionally from outside the window, their chatter blending into the teacher's lecture, but it didn't seem too noisy.

Teacher Wang stood on the podium, holding chalk in her hand, writing something on the blackboard.

He was in his forties, his hair was neatly combed, and he always had that sleazy expression that was unique to homeroom teachers on his face.

That's right! It's just sleazy.

The teacher in the movie, Mr. Wang, is particularly sleazy; all he thinks about is getting gifts from his students.

In his eyes, a student is a good student as long as the gift he gives is expensive.

Just because Yuan Hua's father is the district head, Teacher Wang has to treat Yuan Hua differently.

Perhaps because it's a comedy, Teacher Wang's behavior seems very funny, and he is eventually redeemed by saving Xia Luo and Ma Dongmei.

However, such teachers are the most common and disgusting in reality, and they have no professional ethics whatsoever.

To be fair, teachers' salaries are indeed not high, but it is a tenured profession, and the lack of professional ethics is always unacceptable.

Getting back to the main topic, Teacher Wang is going to talk about a classical Chinese text today, "The Yueyang Tower," but he has already been talking about it for half the class period.

"Students, Fan Zhongyan wrote this article when he was being demoted. Look at the lines, 'Be the first to worry about the world's troubles and the last to enjoy its pleasures.' You should really appreciate this kind of mindset and this kind of境界 (realm/state of mind)..."

The students below reacted in various ways.

Ma Dongmei sat in the back row by the window, her hand supporting her chin, her eyes fixed on the blackboard, but her gaze was clearly wandering.

At this moment, her mind had long since wandered off to who-knows-where, and perhaps she had never even considered taking the college entrance exam.

Ma Dongmei was unconsciously twirling a ballpoint pen in her hand, spinning it very fast. Before she knew it, it fell onto the table with a "thud." She quickly picked it up and glanced at Teacher Wang somewhat guiltily.

I wonder if Teacher Wang was somewhat intimidated by Ma Dongmei, because even if she saw her, she chose to turn a blind eye.

Qiuya sat in the third row in the middle, taking notes carefully, each stroke neat and tidy.

Her handwriting is beautiful, with straight lines, just like printed text.

She really looked like a model student, but Su Ning knew that this girl was a green tea b*tch.

In the movie, Qiuya chose the older man Xia Luo, ostensibly because she was attracted to his musical talent, but in reality, she was after his future financial prospects.

The girl next to her leaned over for a look and whispered, "Qiuya, your handwriting is so beautiful."

Qiuya smiled but didn't say anything, though she was secretly very pleased with herself.

Yuan Hua sat next to Qiu Ya, his back ramrod straight, his eyes fixed on the teacher, a typical class monitor demeanor.

His textbook was filled with important points, marked clearly with red, blue, and black pens.

Occasionally, when the teacher asks a question, he is always the first to raise his hand.

No one would have guessed that this guy often secretly browses obscure websites at home.

So this district head's son is definitely the repressed type...

Da Chun was dozing off in the last row, his head nodding off, and he was drooling.

A classmate next to him poked him with a pen, and Da Chun suddenly woke up, looked around blankly, and then lay down again.

Zhang Yang secretly flipped through the martial arts novel, "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," and put it under his textbook.

He would occasionally glance up at the teacher, then quickly look down to read a few lines.

When he saw something exciting, a silly smile appeared on his face.

Meng Te sat against the wall, tidying his hair in front of a small mirror, his movements very light and gentle.

He combed his bangs, looked in the mirror, turned his head left and right to make sure every angle was perfect, then nodded in satisfaction and put the small mirror away.

Charlotte's seat was right next to Ma Dongmei's, but it was empty at the moment.

The desks were bare, with nothing on them.

The chair was pushed in halfway, as if the owner was only leaving temporarily.

Actually, Charlotte hadn't been to school for three days.

Teacher Wang stopped, looked at the empty seat, and frowned. "Where's Xia Luo? Didn't she come again?"

"..." But no one answered.

The classroom was quiet for a few seconds. Everyone looked at each other, then lowered their heads and pretended to be reading.

Just as Teacher Wang was about to say something, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open.

"boom--"

The door slammed against the wall, making a loud noise.

Everyone turned their heads away.

There was a person standing at the door.

Her hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, with a few tufts sticking up high.

He was wearing a wrinkled, dark blue suit with sleeves that were a bit long, covering half of his hands.

She had a flower pinned to her chest—the kind of corsage worn at weddings—but it was a little wilted.

The man's eyes were wide open, his mouth slightly agape, and he looked completely bewildered, as if he had just woken up from a dream and couldn't distinguish between dream and reality.

It was Charlotte.

The classroom fell silent for a few seconds.

Then--

"Charlotte! Who gave you permission to come to school dressed like that? What kind of behavior is that, looking so sleazy?"

Who wears a school uniform to a wedding?

"A wedding? Your mother got married again?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Zhang Yang was the first to burst out laughing, laughing so hard he almost fell over and dropped the book he was holding.

The other students also burst into laughter, because Charlotte's appearance was just too funny.

Da Chun was awakened by the laughter. He groggily raised his head and saw Xia Luo's appearance. He then laughed along with her, his laughter sounding silly.

"What kind of flower is that? Is it for the groom?"

"Hahahaha-"

Laughter continued to erupt, and the entire classroom was in an uproar.

Meng Te covered his mouth and laughed, laughing so hard that he was shaking uncontrollably.

Ma Dongmei laughed too, and said between laughs, "Xia Luo, are you getting married?"

Even Qiuya couldn't help but laugh, then quickly lowered her head.

Yuan Hua didn't laugh; he just frowned, looking at Xia Luo's disheveled appearance with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Charlotte ignored the laughter.

He stood there, looking at the familiar faces filling the classroom.

Ma Dongmei, the one who laughs carefree, is the woman who will become his wife in the future.

The Qiuya who was secretly smiling with her head down was my first love, whom I had a crush on throughout high school.

Yuan Hua, who looked at her with disdain, had stolen Qiu Ya's first kiss.

Da Chun, Zhang Yang, Meng Te...

There's also the playground outside the window, the basketball hoops in the sunlight, and the students running around during PE class.

There was also a countdown on the blackboard that read "98 days until the college entrance examination," written in red chalk, which was very large and eye-catching.

Charlotte was completely dumbfounded. "What...what's going on?"

He muttered to himself, his voice trembling.

He was clearly at Qiuya's wedding just now.

Wearing this suit and holding a wine glass, I watched my former crush, the goddess, walk around in a white wedding dress, arm in arm with a short, ugly old man, looking blissfully happy.

Looking at Yuan Hua's pretentious manner, I felt extremely aggrieved.

Ma Dongmei ran over and made him lose all face, and then the couple caused a huge scene at Qiu Ya's wedding.

Frustrated, he hid in the bathroom, getting angrier and angrier, until he finally fell asleep on the toilet.

later……

What happened next?
Charlotte doesn't remember.

After waking up, he decided to divorce Ma Dongmei. He only remembered pushing open a door and returning to this place.

We've gone back to seventeen years ago.

I went back to high school.

"Charlotte!" Teacher Wang's voice pulled him back to reality, her tone filled with anger, "Do you even want to be right anymore?"

Charlotte walked in mechanically, step by step, as if sleepwalking.

He walked to his seat in the back row next to Ma Dongmei's, and even reached out and pinched Ma Dongmei's bewildered face.

"It hurts..."

Charlotte ignored Ma Dongmei's shrill cries and instead looked down at her hands.

The hands were still those of someone in their thirties, covered in wrinkles of weariness, not the hands of a seventeen-year-old.

Her nails were neatly trimmed, but her fingers were no longer long, and her skin was no longer smooth. Then she looked up and around.

The familiar classroom, the familiar classmates, the familiar teachers.

A thought suddenly popped into his head and struck him like lightning.

Was I... dreaming?

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

"Ring ring ring—"

Teacher Wang packed up her lesson plans and was about to leave.

Charlotte suddenly stood up, her chair tipping back with a loud crash.

Everyone was looking at him.

He strode towards the podium, walked up to Teacher Wang, and blocked Teacher Wang's way.

Teacher Wang was taken aback. "Xia Luo, what are you trying to do?"

Xia Luo looked at Teacher Wang, at the face that he had once loathed.

This face has scolded itself countless times, punished itself countless times, and made itself stand in the corner countless times.

A sudden, inexplicable fire welled up inside me.

That fire had been burning for seventeen years, no, for two lifetimes.

Suddenly, Xia Luo raised his hand and slapped Teacher Wang across the face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound silenced the entire classroom.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

Teacher Wang covered her face, stunned. "Xia Luo, you...you actually dared to hit your teacher?"

Xia Luo ignored the bewildered and angry Teacher Wang, and instead turned to walk towards Qiu Ya.

Qiuya sat there in a daze, her pen falling to the ground, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide open, still not recovered from what had just happened.

However, Charlotte walked up to Qiuya and stopped.

He gazed at Qiuya with such rapt attention.

Her fair and clean face, wearing a school uniform, is so beautiful.

She is the same person as Qiuya in the wedding dress at the wedding, yet she seems to be a different person.

Just then, Xia Luo suddenly reached out, cupped Qiu Ya's face, and kissed her firmly.

"Well--"

Qiuya screamed, desperately shoving Xia Luo away, and frantically backed away, knocking over a chair in the process.

Yuan Hua rushed up, grabbed Xia Luo by the collar, his eyes wide like saucers, "Xia Luo! Are you crazy!"

Charlotte broke free from Yuan Hua's grasp and grinned.

crazy?

Maybe!
Since this is in my own dream, I might as well go crazy to my heart's content.

Then Charlotte turned her head and saw a lighter in Zhang Yang's shirt pocket, which she snatched.

"Luo'er, what are you doing?" Zhang Yang exclaimed anxiously, "That's a brand new one I just bought!"

Charlotte did not answer.

He simply walked to the window and ripped the curtains down.

The curtains were dark blue, made of cotton, but a bit old.

Charlotte picked up a lighter and leaned closer.

"Cha-"

The flames leaped up and licked the curtains.

The curtains burst into flames instantly, the flames leaping higher and higher, billowing thick smoke.

"Burn, my youth!"

"Fire!"

"Run!"

The classroom was in complete chaos.

Some people screamed, some ran outside, and some tried to put out the fire with books, but they couldn't extinguish it at all.

The smoke grew thicker and thicker, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

Charlotte stood by the window, glancing back at the panicked faces, but failed to notice someone watching him with amusement.

Many timid female students ran outside in a panic.

Yuan Hua directed the evacuation.

Da Chun hoisted his schoolbag and rushed outside.

Zhang Yang, clutching his martial arts novels, and Meng Te, carrying his small mirror, both ran incredibly fast.

Charlotte suddenly smiled.

Then Charlotte climbed onto the window and jumped.

"what--"

Screams erupted.

"Charlotte jumped off a building!"

"Call an ambulance immediately!"

Upstairs, Charlotte was lying on the floor.

The sunlight shone on his face, a little too brightly.

He squinted, looking at the blue sky, the heads peeking out of the windows, and the people running around in the distance.

My leg was in excruciating pain and was twisted into a strange angle.

pain.

It hurts.

It wasn't a dream after all?
But that opening was certainly energetic.

In the distance, the siren of an ambulance could be heard.

"It's all over—it's all over—"

Getting closer.

Several teachers rushed over, squatted down beside him, and were flustered and didn't know what to do.

Some people were shouting "Don't move him!", some were shouting "Quickly bring a stretcher!", and others were shouting "Contact his parents!"

Charlotte then closed her eyes and fainted.

……

Meanwhile, in classroom 2 on the third floor of the teaching building, Su Ning stood by the window, watching all of this.

Watching Charlotte jump down, watching the crowd gather around, watching the ambulance drive into the school.

He smiled, turned around, and walked to his seat.

The classroom was almost empty; desks and chairs were overturned, and textbooks were scattered all over the floor.

The half-burnt curtains still hung by the window, charred black and emitting wisps of smoke.

"Waaaaah..."

Qiuya was still lying there crying her eyes out, probably because Xia Luo had stolen her first kiss.

Yuan Hua, standing to the side, not only had to endure the pain, but also had to comfort Qiu Ya like a devoted follower.

"Qiuya, don't be sad anymore. I will never let Xia Luo get away with this."

"Waaaaah... That was my first kiss."

"..." At this moment, Yuan Hua suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Su Ning walked to her seat, bent down to pick up the pen that had fallen on the ground, and put it back in her pencil case.

window.

The ambulance was parked on the playground, and several people were lifting Charlotte into it.

The car door closed, the siren sounded, and the ambulance drove out of the school gate, getting further and further away.

The school also contacted Charlotte's eccentric mother, who has arrived at the school and gone to the hospital with the ambulance.

Just thinking about how Zhang Yang secretly got together with Xia Luo's mother in the movie, Su Ning couldn't help but admire Zhang Yang's good appetite.

The plot will get more and more interesting from here on out.

After accepting the time travel, Xia Luo started picking up girls by plagiarizing, and his fame grew. Then he was noticed by the singer Na Jie and invited to write a song for him.

Then, Charlotte took the opportunity to infiltrate the entertainment industry and then used his status as a music godfather to swindle and deceive people.

...(End of this chapter)