20 years of restarting life

Chapter 95
For a whole day on the 27th, the three of Zhao Changan stayed in the rented house.

Teach computer novice Wenye basic computer knowledge, transfer money to bank outlets at the gate of the community, purchase domain names, improve the newly established jyck666 website, and update the other four navigation websites.

So far, the click-through rate of these sites is still in the ten digits.

To put it bluntly, it is actually a complete stand-alone, and the click-through rate is just the clicks from the four of them.

This is also the reason why Zhao Changan desperately wants to achieve 'fame as a teenager', and through the radiation of personal influence, he will grow the website in his hands.

Add an extra sail to the sampan for the voyage of his vast and ambitious future business empire.

Just like Xiaolei became Xiaomi after more than ten years, he became famous almost overnight, and the key to his success is not only his borrowing from Apple's sales model, but also his previous personal prestige and influence.

Otherwise, the number of people who learn from Apple is like a crucian carp crossing the river, and these are not the only ones that succeed.

In the morning, Wen Ye got up on time at 6:8, Zhao Changan was grinding and chirping until 9:[-], and it was [-]:[-] when Zeng Xiaoxiao finished her delicate make-up.

Wen Ye cooked a small pot of glutinous rice porridge and fried three pieces of egg-filled pancakes. The three of them ate sweetly.

At this time, I heard someone selling fish outside, Taihu Fathead Fish.

Zhao Changan went downstairs to buy one, and then ordered water tofu for two yuan at the gate of the community.

At noon, I cooked a fish head tofu soup.

While eating and drinking soup, the phone rang. Zhao Changan was the closest and picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

"—"

There was silence on the phone for two seconds, and then a somewhat familiar voice sounded: "Is it Zhao Changan?"

"Well, I'm Zhao Changan, who are you?"

Zhao Changan guessed in his heart, but his phone number here was not given to anyone in the school, so it should be the phone number from Shancheng.

"I'm Yin Wan."

"Yin Wan? I heard that you were admitted to Su University, congratulations."

Zhao Changan was stunned for a moment, and his heart was complicated.

Since the end of the second semester of junior high, Eagle moved back to Xiaojiuhua. This is the first contact between the two in the past five years.

At that time, Zhao Changan was just 15 years old, and Yin Wan Primary School was left one year older than him due to illness.

Now he is 19 years old and Yin Wan will be 20.

Zeng Xiaoxiao next to her, digging her head down and pulling the white rice.

She, Yin Wan, Xia Wenzhuo, Zhao Changan, and her younger brother Zhong Lianwei lived in the same building, and they were not too different in age, and they played together.

Among them, she has the best relationship with Yin Wan.

And before Yin Wan transferred to the third year of junior high school, the two had always been the best little sisters.

Of course, for the sake of Zhao Changan, open and secret struggles are also the most ruthless.

Unlike Xia Wenzhuo, who is like a proud little peacock all day long, he expresses his disdain for arguing with them, but he does everything in the dark.

It matches her father Xia Wenyang's temperament.

"I didn't expect you to apply for Mingzhu, and Xiaoxiao is also at Mingzhu, right?"

"Right next to me, we are eating fresh Taihu Fattou Fish Soup."

"Wan Wan, come over to play on eleven, Brother Chang'an and I will take you on a tour of Mingzhu, hehe~"

Zeng Xiaoxiao, who had been silently eating white rice, suddenly smiled, leaned to Zhao Changan's side, and shouted proudly into the microphone.

"Zeng Xiaoxiao, don't be complacent, I will go!"

Yin Wan's voice over there suddenly became gnashing of teeth: "I won't fight for the day!"

Zhao Changan, who was holding the microphone, was a little boring. He didn't know if he should pass the microphone to Zeng Xiaoxiao and let the two good girlfriends talk by themselves.

"Chuck~"

Zeng Xiaoxiao laughed at the microphone, but didn't speak.

"Zhao Changan, I won't tell you, I have already bought the ticket for [-]-"

Putting down the phone, Zhao Changan had a headache.

Yin Wan is Lao Ying's daughter, a daughter in her 40s, who has always been regarded as the apple of her eye.

His father went from being a carpenter apprentice to becoming the director of the sawmill, the deputy manager of Yijian, and the general manager of Yijian.

It can be said that every step forward is operated by his master Eagle.

Including his mother Zhang Lishan, who was also introduced by Yin Wan's mother, the two families had been very close until Eagle moved.

Just like the conflict with Qiao San on the bridge, Yin Shaoyang said afterwards that it was a lie, for fear that Yin Wan would find him to settle accounts—this was of course a joke.

But because if he told a lie and let his uncle know, the eagle could hammer him half to death.

It's just that these words can only be understood and cannot be said. When they say it, the eagle is dissatisfied with another apprentice, Xia Wenyang.

"Brother Chang'an is all right. I'll accompany her when the time comes. You will accompany you on the eleventh day. You can do whatever you need to do in the remaining two days. We will talk about our affairs."

Zhao Changan said generously on the phone that he was by his side. At this time, Zeng Xiaoxiao's heart was full of honey.

Although she herself is reluctant to admit it, think about it.

However, in fact, through the years of ear-to-face teaching, she was deeply imprinted with her mother Qiu Jinhui's traces on her body.

The pursuit of fashion, love to dress up, do not love housework, obsessed with powerful men, despise social morality.

Therefore, she was never afraid of Zhao Changan interacting with other women, because she was afraid that Zhao Changan would not let other women know of her existence.

"Don't fight."

Zhao Changan felt a little palpitated.

When these two little sisters were good, they could drink a glass of water, eat a bowl of rice, and even discussed defeating Xia Wenzhuo and sharing themselves.

However, when Mao was fried, he also said that he would turn his face when he turned his face, and he often performed full martial arts.

"Hee hee~"

Zeng Xiaoxiao stood proudly, and her pretty face was full of fighting intent.

Moving his little hands, he said, "I haven't practiced with Wan Wan for many years. My hands are itchy just thinking about it!"

Hearing that, Zhao Changan rolled his eyes, - well, it's a nonsense.

-

After dinner, Zhao Changan took Zeng Xiaoxiao for a ride on a bicycle, and sent her to the dormitory at nine o'clock.

On the 28th and 29th, Zhao Changan had nothing to do, but Zeng Xiao knew that the list for the Department's Qing [-] performance was confirmed.

The two agreed to make a phone call at 29 pm on the 6th to talk about watching the show on the evening of the 30th.

After cycling out of the business school, Zhao Changan, who drank a lot of draft beer when he saw the brightly lit building of the school on the other side of the Changjie, immediately got tired of riding back.

So he found a phone booth, called Wen Ye, and rode towards the school.

-

When I entered the school, I saw a lot of empty places all the way full of people, and the lights were brilliant.

Hanging various signs.

"Junior brothers and sisters, come here, not only do you often form groups to go out to sketch and appreciate the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, but also there are handsome guys and beauties in the academy,—"

"All juniors and juniors, as long as you join our gymnastics team, you will find that your body is definitely the perfect [-]% body shape when you go out four years later."

"Zhizi black and white, Luoping——"

"The girl across from you, look here, look here, look here~"

One venue set up a stage with dozens of tables on which a long-haired man was singing the latest song, "The Girl Across the Street," which was released at the end of August.

There was simply a sea of ​​people around.

There was a banner behind the stage: "The music club is recruiting, and those who have the courage to come on stage—"

The last two words were hidden in the tree canopy on the side, so it was not clear.

Zhao Changan, who used to spend his days in that small college, was amazed, and only then did he know that the recruiting method of a good college club was compared with his garbage college.

Simply a world of difference.

On the 27th, 28th, and 29th, there was a three-day competition for talents in the academy.

Today is the first day.

-

Hanging around all the way, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening when Zhao Changan returned to his bedroom.

Different from the liveliness of the dormitory at this time in the past, there were not many ghosts in the entire dormitory.

Quiet as if the collective entered the hibernation period.

He came to door 506.

Not to mention 506, it is 505 and 507 in the next class, and the doors are locked.

Zhao Changan took out the key, opened the door, and turned on the light.

The bedroom hasn't changed much.

The only change is the neat quilt during military training, the orderly arrangement of cups, books, towels, shoes—

All returned to their chaotic nature.

Only the quilt on his bed still maintains the standard appearance of a square tofu block.

It seems to be out of tune with the chaos in the house.

Zhao Changan climbed into bed, locked his wallet in the closet, and shook the quilt.

Nodding satisfied.

This is what a seamless, messy college student's dormitory looks like.

Then, go for a cool shower.

From the military parade yesterday morning, to the conflict in the afternoon, to popularizing computer knowledge for Wen Ye in the evening until the early morning, and then going to bed with Zeng Xiaoxiao, building and improving several websites throughout the day.

In addition to drinking, Zhao Changan was really tired.

Within minutes of turning on the light, he fell asleep.

　Thank you for the reward from Brother Xue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)