"Where is this?" Wang Zheng woke up and was woken up by the cold floor.

Wang Zheng was a little confused and looked around in a daze. This was an indoor basketball court in the gymnasium. It looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it. Under the two basketball racks, they were rushing for seven or eight high school boys, and it was obvious that they were playing halftime.

"Wang Zheng! Is it better?" A girl noticed Wang Zheng, hurriedly walked over and asked, "I told you not to come to physical education class anymore. Isn't it better to have a fever in the infirmary? I have to come here to sleep, it's really true!" Her little mouth pouted and showed a cute look of 'I'm angry'.

Wang Zheng was a little confused and couldn't figure it out, thinking, "Who is this? I'm very familiar with me?" He looked at the girl in a daze, and didn't say anything.

Seeing that he didn't match this, the girl looked at a little at a loss and felt a little anxious. She squatted down and touched her forehead: "Wang Zheng, what's wrong with you? You're confused?"

"Xiaoling?" Wang Zheng reacted a little.

"Ah, it's me! What's wrong with you?" Xiaoling was a little surprised.

"It's okay. I'm just a little confused when I sleep. I'll wake up." Wang Zheng's expression returned to normal, but his heart was overturned.

"Well, then I'll buy you a bottle of water." Seeing that he was fine, Xiaoling felt relieved and went happily.

Wang Zheng fell back to the floor, and the cold touch could not be conveyed at all. Because of the chaotic thoughts, all his external signals were blocked. The familiar gymnasium, school uniforms, tender hands, classmates who were shouting and shouting, Xiaoling... Everything shows that something extraordinary happened to him--Wang Zheng traveled through time!

He returned ten years ago! It was obviously in his second year of high school, because he had no authority to enter the indoor basketball court in the first year of high school, so he could only play on the playground. Because of the entrance exam in the third year of high school, all physical education classes will be used for exams. It was really hard to find a lesson. There was also Xiaoling, who was Lin Ling! She was Wang Zheng's deskmate in the second year of high school and the class monitor. Because Wang Zheng had a crush on her for a long time at that time, he remembered her deeply.

I was wearing a school uniform for sports in autumn and winter, which means it is December or March, because half of January and February are winter vacations or around winter vacations, and I will not be able to go to sports during this period. Yantai has a Mediterranean climate, and in November or April, the temperature does not allow it, and the young men with strong energy cannot wear long-sleeved clothes at all.

Wang Zheng reached out to touch his neck, and a square metal block hanging between his neck completely showed its existence. "Bringed!" Wang Zheng slowly sorted out his thoughts. It was this inconspicuous metal block that made him travel back ten years ago. He didn't know where to touch the metal block, but he came back without any scientific principles!

"Let's take a step by step!" "Lingling--" After a while, the bell for the end of get out of class was called! School is coming. In the second year of high school, one week off for two weeks, and physical education classes are usually arranged on the last class on Friday afternoon, so most people come to class with their schoolbags in order to leave school early.

Wang Zheng stood up, rubbed his shoulders that were almost frozen on the floor, said to Lin Ling, and shook his cramped schoolbag and walked out of the school. His friends thought he had a fever and felt a little abnormal, and they didn't care. They walked out with jokes. They absolutely didn't expect that there were any friends who were talking and laughing in the morning, and they didn't remember who they were in the afternoon!

In fact, Wang Zheng was rushing out not only to go home to meet his parents, but also to confirm something. Wang Zheng clearly remembered that the old man in the communication room was an old smoker with thick lenses. He always hung a large electronic clock on the wall facing the window - this is the best evidence to prove the conjecture.

Before the students could flow out in large numbers, the old electric door reluctantly opened the entrance and exit that was only one person wide. Wang Zheng pushed up the bicycle that was parked at the gate before class and walked quickly. His eyes tightly looked at the communication room, and his heart skipped a beat. Friday, March 12, 2002 17::01.

For others, this is an ordinary Friday, and even a birthday is just a happy weekend. For Wang Zheng, this date will definitely make him unforgettable forever.

Ten years later, Wang Zheng is a classic office worker. He lives a life of 9 to 5 every day, waiting for get off work after work and waiting for work to die. With a degree that can kill a company, he found a planning job. He just wanted to write randomly when he went to work every day. A graduate of mechanical engineering went to plan. Of course, he was never commended again. It should be said that he was lucky to be unlucky.

In that era when millions are not as good as dogs, they have been walking around thousands of times, and with a monthly salary of 3,000, they are basically just enough to have enough food and clothing. The life of the upper class can only be learned about a little bit on the Internet and then YY in the dream at night.

If you want to say nostalgia, it is a lie to say nothing. At least you can't bear to buy the luxurious computer and the E-distance love action science and education film that I saved for a long time. But if you want to go back if you are dead, there is really nothing.

Wang Zheng was not interested in whether the future me disappeared or whether the past me had such a philosophical question of seeking to suck when I was toothache. Since I came, I would be at ease. Anyway, it was myself, so I was not going to be confused.

Wang Zheng’s school is not far from home, and he rides a bicycle to and from school in ten minutes. He slowly appreciates the scenery in his memory along the way, spending twice as much time, which is another way to revisit the old place.

"Mom, I'm back!" Wang Zheng walked into the house and greeted his mother who was busy in the kitchen.

Wang Zheng grew up in the most standard family. His parents have a good relationship and both elderly people are living together. His family bought a 80-square-meter-long two-bedroom and one living room on the first floor in the Xinde Development Zone of Yantai City, with a garage directly below that is more than 100 square meters. In the family of three, his life is quite enjoyable.

My father is an old handlebar type. He has been dealing with various cars since his youth. After more than 20 years of hard work, there is no big car that cannot be played with. Although he does not have big money, he has never stopped. He runs all day long and knowledgeable. He is a good player in dealing with the three religions and other schools. Now he is running a long-distance bus to the Magic City. In a few years, he will be poached the travel route of a Magic City tour company until Wang Zheng travels through.

My mother is an accountant. She worked in an office in a steel mill in her early years. Later, during the laid-off wave, she spent some money to find someone to find someone to spend money and retired early to serve Wang Zheng, a prospective college student. Now she is in her early forties and can’t stay idle. She sought a temporary worker nearby to spend time and earn some pocket money. Later, Wang Zheng was admitted to university and went to another place, so her mother went to the Magic City to reunite with her father. Until ten years later, the whole family almost settled in Shanghai.

"I'm back! Go back to the house to do your homework! I'll call you after dinner!" My mother turned around and looked at her son and said, "Is there a rest this week?"

"Yeah, I go to school on Monday!" Parents were relatively educated in their era when they were illiterate. After graduating from high school, they had their own set of theories about how to educate their children, which is why Wang Zheng was more relaxed during his school days.

"I'm back to the house!" Suppressing the excitement of seeing my mother in my heart, I responded calmly, and turned back to the room.

For parents who spend day and night, any abnormal expression will reveal information, causing some degree of collapse of the peaceful daily life.

Wang Zheng lives in the second bedroom. In the room of about 15 square meters, in addition to the wardrobe, bookcase, bed and desk, it is a computer placed in the southeast corner! In 2002, in this era when computers and the Internet were not very popular, such a computer could be regarded as a reflection of Wang Zheng's living standards.

When Wang Zheng threw his schoolbag away, he lay on the bed in a large shape, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. First of all, as a time traveler, his advantages are very obvious. Although for an office worker in the home system, he definitely doesn't remember the lottery number and the exact time of the big events that are going to happen in the world. But the cold touch of the small metal block on his chest reminded Wang Zheng that it was his golden finger. Although the use is unknown for the time being, his own experience clearly told him that this is a treasure!

Disadvantages may have unknown enemies. Since you can travel through time, there is a considerable possibility that there will be other people. Who knows if there is a time and space special police? Although it is unfounded, the sense of crisis still needs to be somewhat serious. Be careful to sail for a thousand years. When the situation is unknown and there is no self-protection ability, don’t make leapfrog changes to your future life so as not to attract the attention of potential enemies!

I was thinking about my thoughts over and over again, and I picked up the small metal block on my chest and looked at it carefully. The small metal block was not big, the size of a small knuckle, and the strange patterns were carved. It looked like an ancient text. A rope of no material was seen through the difficult mouth above. The overall shape was a bit like the source of fire in the Transformers, but it was much smaller. From time to time, I could vaguely feel a stream of smoothness, like a shield or refreshing, giving people a very high-tech and powerful feeling.

This little thing was bought at a street stall when Wang Zheng was in college. It cost a few dozen yuan. At that time, the live-action version of Transformers was popular. Wang Zheng accidentally discovered that he loved it very much. After buying it, he wore it on his body and never took it off. Although he has been wearing it on his neck for several years, he has been in peace, but this inexplicable thing like wearing it back in the past must be related to this little thing.

"Wang Zheng! It's time to eat! Come out and wash your hands and eat!" Just as I was thinking, my mother greeted me in the restaurant. It seemed that the food had been served on the table and was about to be eaten. The people in Northeast China don't pay much attention to it, so Wang Zheng didn't have a nickname. Sometimes he was happy and called his son twice, but it was usually called full name.

Wang Zheng's parents are not considered Northeastern people who are well-known. It is said that the previous generation was the one who broke through Guandong when Shandong was famine. There was also a soul-stirring and ups and downs. Of course, it was no longer possible to verify it at this time, but the old man still took it out every few days and talked about it, earning a pleasant sound of praise for one or two days.

"Oh, here we come!" He agreed loudly, and a carp jumped down to the ground. He followed the smell of the rice and arrived at the dining room. He reached out and grabbed the slices of meat and continued to chew and smacked his lips. Hum, it smells so good!

"Wash your hands!!" My mother slapped Wang Zheng's claws and shouted loudly, full of momentum.

"Hehe!" Wang Zheng smiled flatteringly at his mother and slipped into the bathroom.
Chapter completed!