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[Introduction]:
Bottom-tier corporate slave Tian Xiu is reborn in 2014, becoming a useless college student who just stays in the dorm playing gas.
Awakening the system of ten thousand tis return, spend money on brothers, and trigger the probability of return!
[Ding! Gave a pack of Lihua to Yu Xiaodong, ten tis return Huazi*10 packs]
[Ding! Gave Yang Fei a 6-point nightclub bunny girl, hundred tis return 10-point pure college girl]
[Ding! Gave Zhang Yaotian an iPhone5, a thousand tis return a production line for iPhone8 (2 million units/year)]
[Ding! Gave Wang Xuefeng a BYD Qin (2014), thousand tis return a production line for Wenjie M5 (100,000 units/year)]
[Ding! Gave Hou Yaodong a private plane, ten thousand tis return spaceship?]
More brothers, more returns.
Looking at everyone in front of him calling him a good brother, Tian Xiu sighed: "You guys aren’t even willing to call ’foster father’!"
"Gosh, those were truly youthful days!"
"Eighteen back then, definitely more handso than Yan Zu!"
"This pretty face, not using it to win over rich won for a gigolo al ticket is really a waste!"
In front of the mirror by the dormitory wash basin, Tian Xiu was dancing around, looking a bit like a cheerful spirited child, but it’s understandable.
Because he, Tian Xiu, possessing the innate corporate saint body of 996, a single dog approaching thirty sentenced to a life without a wife, a pawn holding a down paynt on a thirty-year mortgage from six emptied wallets now lost at high levels, was finally so pitiable that even the heavens couldn’t bear it, granting him another chance.
He was reborn.
Back to the first sester of senior year in 2014.
The current ti is: he pulled out a barely used Xiaomi 3, and a sense of nostalgia instantly arose.
Pressing the old-style ho button, the ti displayed: 2014.9.10, 13:14.
Tian Xiu looked around.
The six-person dormitory was empty.
Could everyone have gone to class?
But they’re all seniors now, shouldn’t be many classes left, right?
Could it be...
No ti for more thoughts, the phone vibrated, WeChat ssage.
[Hou Yaodong: Xiuer, hurry to the big sports field, the junior girls look fresh now, in two days, once the sun scorches them, they’ll be nothing special.]
[Hehe... those big white lons on their chests might get tanned.]
[There’s one with lons big as waterlons, quite a sight of upheaval, hurry over to see it.]
The big sports field.
All five dorm mates were there.
Squatting shalessly in front of freshn eating waterlon...
In the scorching sumr, freshn stood under the blazing sun in military postures, sweat pouring down.
While you were squatting in the cool shade eating icy waterlon, discussing whose lon was sweeter.
Are you not afraid of dying?
Didn’t see the junior girls’ eyes turning into sharp daggers?
As for the junior boys? Each one wished they could eat you alive.
You sure know how to attract hostility.
Seems like the head-on blow given by seniors during freshman year is still unforgettable.
"Xiuer, you’re here, you were sleeping so soundly before, we didn’t have the heart to wake you up, the mini supermarket sells waterlon, hurry over, and get us a bottle of ice-cold black tea, the icy kind..."
The speaker was Yu the Scumbag, Yu Xiaodong, the scamp in the dormitory, a blabbermouth who likes to talk sarcastically.
Sure enough, his words instantly incited glaring looks from the freshman training formation.
Yet he laughed gleefully.
"Yu the Scumbag, did you forget sothing?" Tian Xiu walked over and asked him condescendingly.
"Forget what?" Yu Xiaodong shrugged.
Tian Xiu replied irritably: "Money! Want to eat my free al without it?"
Yu Xiaodong smiled sheepishly, feeling caught, "Really unfortunate, ca out without a wallet, you pay first, I’ll pay you back at the dorm, don’t worry buddy, would I short you on money?"
Still the sa, loves small gains.
No one in the dorm could escape being taken advantage of by him, from large items like soap and shampoo to small items like cigarettes and toilet paper, "Let use it for a bit" is his catchphrase, "Don’t worry buddy" is his not wanting to repay.
Of course, anyone missing sothing in the dorm, he’s willing to offer his stuff, which is why everyone still hangs out with him.
Love small gains, but not stingy; he is innately a contradiction.
"What about you guys? Need anything?" Tian Xiu looked at the others in the dorm.
The other four shook their heads, Tian Xiu walked toward the mini supermarket.
Passing through several formations along the way.
The postures weren’t standard, and their uniforms were loose and ill-fitting, but those vibrant faces made him slightly dazed.
Being young is so nice!
Before the ti travel in 2024, it was just in ti for a class reunion thed on the tenth anniversary of graduation.
That day, he sat like a lackey.
The other five dorm mates were all poorly mixed.
Yang Fei, who had been proud and lofty, switched to selling the insurance he once looked down on, joking that those selling insurance were all swindlers;
Zhang Yaotian, who considered himself extraordinary, still ended up taking over his old father’s job, willingly being a third-generation tobacco person;
Low-key and diligent Wang Xuefeng entered the system he yearned for, eager for progress but unlike Qi Tongwei, didn’t have Secretary Yuliang as a fortunate benefactor;
The dorm’s most industrious Hou Yaodong didn’t beco soone above others either, discovering that as long as one is willing to endure hardships, there’s endless hardship to endure;
Only the flawed, small gain-loving Yu Xiaodong thrived in Northern Myanmar, finally securing a state’s lifelong job, and learned a craft for free: sewing machines.
As for him, Tian Xiu, a beneficiary of Alima’s 996 gospel, a high-quality talent Huawei willingly sends to society, an iron buddy of Jingdong who got expelled from the brotherhood, sumd up in one sentence: a fortune can’t be enjoyed enough by the societal bottom-tier slave.
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