The flower gives birth to all things to nourish people, and people have nothing to repay the flower. Kill, kill, kill!

Since Zhou Fu in high school paid me protection money, there's nothing wrong with me beating up those who bullied her in junior high school, right?

This makes sense.

What the hell...

As the picture gradually blurred.

The dream seemed to be interrupted.

At this time, did Zhou Fu wake up?

Or is it that because you have seen through the dream, the dream is resolved like this?

"Fuck!"

With a scream, Chen Yuan also woke up.

Then, holding his knees, he groaned in pain: "Damn, I hit the wall..."

This is what it's like in a small single room with the bed against the wall. I dare not make any noise even in my dreams.

"What time is it now..."

Chen Yuan was a little confused when he returned to reality from Zhou Fu's dream. He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow and looked at the time.

2: 14.

It’s so late...

Chen Yuan turned around and wanted to continue sleeping.

Suddenly, he touched a piece of paper.

Then, his expression gradually became serious, and he slowly touched the lower right side of the English reading manuscript.

It is stacked.

My guess was correct.

Because this is the first week's hyperon, not a weakened hyperon, so no matter how strong it is, it is reasonable.

So powerful that dreams can change reality.

Holding the paper, Chen Yuan murmured, "Chaozi, can you be stronger than I thought?"

…………

"Ah...ah..."

Wu Yixiang opened his eyes in pain and felt great pain in his body.

He pressed the switch next to him with difficulty, and the light in the room came on.

Covering his seemingly broken ribs, he curled up on the bed like a shrimp and got out of bed with difficulty.

Open the bedroom door and walk to the bathroom.

After turning on the light, a face with blood oozing from the corner of the mouth appeared in the mirror.

is himself.

"It hurts... Damn it, it hurts... Is this a dream?"

What if this was a dream?

Well, just now I changed my perspective and saw 'him' chatting with Zhou Fu in the KTV, saw 'him' and Sun Chang standing at the school gate, and finally saw 'him' being beaten up by a man...

So, what does it matter?

Chapter 85 Oh my god, Brother Chao!

If it is really as I imagined, then the strength of the superpower is a bit beyond imagination...

However, this intensity matches my brother Chao's style very well.

After all, my abilities in the first two weeks were too superb. If I were to just be an eye in other people's dreams this week, it would really not be in line with my character.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan suddenly felt a little scared.

If my bold guess is really verified... Fortunately, I didn't do it like before and start messing around with Superman after seeing through the dream, otherwise I really can't afford the consequences.

But it’s unlikely…

If other people were also drawn into the dream, why did they act like NPCs, cooperating with each other to help Zhou Fu travel back in time?

Superman, it shouldn't be so outrageous.

The senior student and Sun Chang in the dream obviously have no self-awareness.

Holding the folded English manuscript in the lower right corner of his hand, Chen Yuan analyzed it while brushing his teeth, and finally ruled out the possibility that "Superman would involve everyone in the dream."

Then he began to think about something else.

If I were to say that I had entered their most profound memories.

At that time, Xia Xinyu's biggest worry was that she couldn't say goodbye to her parents.

In other words, this is the only moment in her life that she can't let go of.

Zhou Fu's memories of being isolated in junior high school still make her sad, and she has mentioned it many times in her inner thoughts.

What? There's also a Harvey? Is it unethical for me to take a free foreign teacher's high-quality course in someone else's painful memories?

I can't speak English, sorry, haha.

Let’s not think about this for now. Today’s matters are important. I have to apply for a job at the broadcasting department teacher introduced by Shirley Liu at noon.

After brushing his teeth, washing up, putting on his school uniform and carrying his schoolbag, Chen Yuan was just about to go out when there was a knock on the door.

6: 30.

She is really punctual.

He pushed open the door and saw Xia Xinyu, who was wearing a high ponytail and school uniform, standing at the door. She gave him a refreshing smile that showed that the morning is the most important part of the day: "Good morning."

"Good morning."

Chen Yuan closed the door and the two went downstairs together.

"There are seven days left in this month, and I have given myself the remaining living expenses. So, let me treat you to breakfast." Xia Xinyu took the initiative to bring it up.

"okay."

My grandfather gave me five hundred yuan, and actually I had enough money until the 24th when the living expenses and rent were paid.

It was Xinyu who offered to treat them, so Chen Yuan couldn't refuse and nodded in agreement.

What do you mean by yours and mine? Even you are...

"So, how much living expenses have you set for yourself for a week?" Chen Yuan asked again.

"Hmm..." Xia Xinyu didn't dare to say it, because she had been pinched by Chen Yuan that day for being too frugal. But since the other party asked, there was no need to hide it, so she finally whispered the truth, "112.5...but it's more than what I said before."

"So it's only a hundred more per month than originally planned?"

It wasn't even as high as the minimum of five hundred that I thought that day.

"We can save money on lunch if we eat in the cafeteria, and we can also have noodles in the morning, so we have plenty of time... We can even have an ice cream cone each on weekends." Xia Xinyu defended herself seriously.

"I want to drink milk tea, what should I do?"

[Milk tea? Then I'll skip dinner...]

"You're kidding." Seeing that the other party refused to increase his living expenses budget even if he starved himself, Chen Yuan had no choice but to accept it.

"I really only used this much before..."

She also wanted to increase it a little bit, but the fixed rent of 700 yuan per month, plus the expensive water and electricity in Xiahai, which cost 100 yuan, and the fixed bus fare of 100 yuan, added up to 900 yuan.

These expenses already account for the bulk of the money. Even if you don't eat or drink, you will spend more than 10,000 yuan a year.

We can't do without saving.

If you don't save, what will you do in the future...

"Then did you save the rest of the money?" Chen Yuan asked, changing the subject.

"My aunt took me to the bank yesterday and deposited 100,000 yuan in a passbook. It is a fixed deposit and can be withdrawn after one year. Then, I left at least one and a half years of living expenses and rent, utilities on another card."

Xia Xinyu is quite careful in considering things.

The extra six months are used to deal with some unexpected events.

If you deposit 1900 yuan in a fixed deposit, the annual interest is , which is enough for four months of living expenses.

"You're really smart." Although Chen Yuan praised her like this, he felt a little sympathetic in his heart.

Although his family background was not very good, compared to hers, he could be said to be living the life of a rich young man.

With fifteen thousand yuan a month for living expenses, Chen's mother would transfer 520 yuan to her beloved son on every birthday and holiday.

In fact, I only spent one more meal than Xia Xinyu.

But it’s okay. Come to 502 more often when you have time and buy an extra pair of chopsticks.

At worst, I can go to the seafood store and buy some lobster for ten dollars as a snack.

"How about buns for breakfast?"

Standing at the door of a bun shop, Xia Xinyu asked proactively.

The buns here are delicious and the portion is quite large. But the embarrassing thing is that one is not enough to fill you up, and two are too much to finish.

But Chen Yuan should be fine, he can definitely eat two.

"Okay, I'll order a meat bun and a cabbage bun." Only by combining meat and vegetables can the nutritional deficiencies of high school students be supplemented.

"Then I..." Xia Xinyu thought for a moment and said, "Order a pickled vegetable bun."

"Would you like to pack them separately?" the clerk asked.

"Yes."

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