The scattered stars reflected the lights of the city. A private kitchen named Qinghuan was hiding in the Liao city where the lights were first on. Through the elegant bamboo garden that was incompatible with the steel jungle, a group of people in Qinghuan's lobby were cheering for cups.

"Hahaha, Mr. Ye has to drink something today."

"That's sure, Mr. Ye finally turned over this time."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you drink it or not. Mr. Ye is at his forty, which is just a cup."

"I'll go, Mr. Ye can have a drink now?"

"Well, a glass of beer"

“Hahahahahaha”

Ye Cheng, who was teased by these unfair and unfair people, didn't care at all, because Ye Cheng finally paid off his 8-digit foreign debt today and found these old friends to share the joy of regaining freedom.

"Or you can drink less. Anyway, you are the boss. You treat me. Look at you as fat as a pig, you are like eating bran every meal, and your weight is higher than my dad's blood pressure."

Although Xiao Lin Yu, who was beside Ye Cheng, looked slutty, he still cared about Ye Cheng in his words. After all, he realized that he was now at the age of three or four, and he really knew Ye Cheng’s alcohol tolerance.

"Hahahaha, it's okay, I'm glad we'll drink less."

Ye Cheng didn't know what other ways to vent the joy that kept coming in his heart besides drinking.

It has been almost 20 years since graduating from college. Today is like a freshman for Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng turned around and got up a bottle of white wine

"Wow! Mr. Ye is going to be white."

"Mr. Ye, if you don't, let's not do it, to be honest, we don't dare to drink it with you."

"Hey, there's no big problem, come on, let's go." Ye Cheng didn't listen to his old friends' dissuasion and gave himself a cup of wine.

…………

"Hit...Hit..."

After three rounds of wine, Ye Cheng, who had only drunk one glass of white wine, held the toilet and vomited all over the floor...

"This seat is a little smaller, so you have to change it to a bigger one."

Ye Cheng held his head and wandered to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror.

The fat on his face hangs from his cheeks, and the gray hair on his temples. The whole middle-aged greasy uncle is not right. Those who look good can only call him uncle. Ye Cheng is called a master now.

"Hao..."

"Damn, you really vomited. You should share the same table with my son when you eat from a distance! You can hear you vomiting from a distance. You will hear that you are drinking white wine. If you drink beer, it will be awhaha..."

Lin Yu, who came to use the toilet, patted Ye Cheng with disgust.

"This is the private kitchen you run by yourself. Otherwise, the boss will have to be fooled. You can still spit out if you have such a big bath."

"You should find a partner, my son is in kindergarten. When do you want to be a bachelor?"

Ye Cheng, who was already a little confused, fell asleep without hearing his childhood friend's nagging.

Give me a bottle of wine and a cigarette

I'll leave as soon as I say, I have time

I don't want to be in the future

Crying alone and unable to move forward ~

When Ye Cheng came back to his senses, the car was filled with Lao Wang's band's "I'm Still Young".

Ye Cheng pressed the car window and lit a cigarette. The dim street lights on the streets sprinkled on Ye Cheng's haggard face through the light green smoke, and the light and darkness blurred Ye Cheng's eyes.

…………

"Mr. Ye, we're home."

Ye Cheng's royal driver Xiao Li took out the folding electric car from the trunk and woke Ye Cheng up.

"Yeah, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Cheng watched Xiao Li walk out of the garage, suppressed his sleepiness, closed the door of the underground garage, and walked up the stairs staggeringly.

"Good night, mom."

Ye Cheng kicked off his leather shoes, greeted the smart home control, and then put his bloated body into the sofa.

This may be the most peaceful sleep in Ye Cheng over the years. But Ye Cheng never woke up in this room again.

…………

In the afternoon, the scattered sunlight avoided the clouds, and the dust in the air wandered in the beam of light passing through the window.

Ye Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

"If you can listen, listen. If you can't listen, hurry up and go home. Can't you sleep well at home??"

A familiar and unfamiliar voice came into Ye Cheng's ears. Ye Cheng looked at the angry teacher in front of him in a daze, his eyes full of confusion.

"Damn (the groove is a gentle tone to second sound)?"

"Hey! Who are you with? Get up and you are sleeping in vain?" Obviously, Ye Cheng's reaction was adding fuel to the fire.

"Get up, get out of the spirit"

Ye Cheng stood up in a daze, looked at the strange students around him, and looked at the blackboard that the countdown was written with 20 days left before the college entrance examination, and was stunned.

"Go out quickly and don't waste everyone's time. If you delay 40 people in the class for a minute, it will delay everyone's class. Get out of here."

The head teacher Lao Yang looked at Ye Cheng standing there stupidly, and was so angry that he started pulling out with his school uniform.

"Old...teacher, my feet are numb."

Ye Cheng was pulled out of the classroom by Lao Yang's head amid the laughter of his classmates.

The spring cold in Liaocheng in early summer faded away, and the slightly humid morning breeze blew across this familiar corridor, causing ripples of memories. Ye Cheng lowered his head and suddenly gave himself a mouth.

"Damn it! (Four Tones)" Ye Cheng had a red handprint on his face.

"I haven't woken up? No, this is, I've traveled through time? That's when I was drunk before? I've read novels for so many years, aren't the traveled through time all the lightning strikes or buses? 20 days after the college entrance examination, which means it's now 2010, Pansi Daxian!?500 years ago!?No, Liaocheng No. 1 Middle School, 20 years ago!?"

Ye Cheng began to think nonsense, but he did not notice that Lin Yu in the back row was looking at him like a fool from the back door.

"What's the stimulation? Damn! This young man! Damn! This big mouth! What's wrong with Mr. Ye?"

"I don't know, it's not going to be invited out after a night's sleep. He's shameless. You'd better stop watching. Old Yang will clear you out later and ask after school."

The person who spoke was Lin Yu’s deskmate Jiang An, who was also one of Ye Cheng’s best friends back then.

The Liaocheng No. 1 Middle School where Ye Cheng studied is the best middle school in this small town, and the Class 18 where Ye Cheng is located is the legendary Rocket Class.

The top 5 students in the Liaocheng high school entrance examination are all in Class 18. It can be said that the top 30 students in the class are all top students, and when they are thirty, they can also be called top students, but the top students are not the students, but the top students, of course, this also includes Ye Cheng's parents.

Ye Cheng looked at the ceiling of the corridor with empty eyes, and had not yet accepted the fact that he had traveled through time.

He had just paid off his foreign debt, opened his own private kitchen, his own hotel, bought a new car, and changed his house. He finally realized his financial freedom in life, but before he could enjoy it, he was thrown back 20 years ago.

In this way, Ye Cheng was so numb that he didn't know how long he had stood until Lin Yu's familiar whizzing sound rang out.

"Hey, Ye Cheng, is it okay? I'm so excited. It's not the first time you've been cleared out. I'm embarrassed to cover my face. I shouldn't have waved my hand and said, 'Come, have you worked hard?' Why did I see your regretful mouth just now? Don't you say it's really loud."

"Get out of here"

Ye Cheng shook off the hand that his little boy hugged with numb expression.

"Hahaha, stop being upset. Let's go to the toilet and put it in one piece. Spiritual spirit." Lin Yu didn't care about Ye Cheng at all, and hugged Ye Cheng and dragged Ye Cheng into the toilet with his neck.

...

Just like twenty years later.

Ye Cheng took the cigarette handed over by the sender, skillfully protected Lin Yu's lighter, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Ye, what's wrong? I don't know myself anymore?"

Ye Cheng was stunned through the smoke and looked at himself in the mirror. He had no white hair on his temples and wrinkles. His clean and refreshing short hair and a slightly thin body had nothing to do with his bloated body.

Since graduating from college, Ye Cheng has never cared about his image. His weight has risen sharply and his figure has developed horizontally. Apart from browsing his previous circle of friends, Ye Cheng has never seen the somewhat strange King Yan in front of him again.

"Is I so handsome when I was young? Ahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Ye Cheng wiped his angular chin and immediately walked out of the numbness and pain just now.

"Is it recovering so quickly? I'm still thinking about comforting you. You specified that there is something wrong with you. Don't you always look like this? You are still young. Last time you went to the tutoring class and asked me to go online, people thought you were here to pick up the child."

Lin Yu's mouth has been so cheap since he was a child.

"Get out, you are a good young man. It's a pity that you have a mouth. Dad goes to the tutoring class to pick you up after school. That's because Dad loves you."

No matter how many years my brothers have been, everyone wants to be each other's father more.

"Well, I said Mr. Ye, where have you settled for college?"

Lin Yu skillfully blew the ash. When he was smoking at this age, if he didn't talk about some serious work, he would always feel like he was in vain.

"Yanjing."

Ye Cheng remembered that he did not take the college entrance examination at that time, but instead registered his academic record at Yanjing Shangrui Hotel Management College one year in advance.

Shangrui is a three-tier university that cooperates with the Swiss School of Hotel Management. After that, whether you go abroad to study for a bachelor's degree or directly study for Shangrui, you can get a bachelor's degree.

Thinking of the tuition fee of 40,000 yuan per year in Shangrui College, it was considered in line with the family background at that time.

Lin Yu had not gone to Yanjing and had been at the Nationalities University in Liaocheng for four years.

Some things can only be understood by oneself. The college entrance examination is actually the last fairness in this society.

Although Lin Yu was doing well after graduation, Ye Cheng really hoped that his best friend could change the environment. It doesn’t matter where the university is, and the city where university life is very important.

Thinking of this, Ye Cheng followed Lin Yu's words and prepared to persuade his old friends to learn snacks.

"Lin Yu, are we going to keep going like this? In fact, our brains are good, and studying hard will definitely get into a good school. Do you know what we lack?"

"Self-knowing?"
Chapter completed!