"Lin Mo."

The name blurted out made the ponytail girl raise her head, and there was a hint of confusion under her expression of boredom.

"It was them who said your name was Lin Mo." Before Xingran knew each other, Tang He pointed at the group of students who had disappeared at the stairs.

Yes, this girl's name is Lin Mo.

In his previous life, Lin Mo transferred to Jiangling Middle School. He had heard of it that day and saw it several times from afar.

It was not until the middle school entrance examination that I really understood the admission ticket. Later, I was admitted to the county No. 1 Middle School together and I was assigned to a class. I gradually became a little familiar with it, and it was my college years that I really got better.

"Oh." The girl frowned slightly, replied coldly, then raised her feet and continued to walk upwards.

"No..." Although Lin Mo looked like he didn't care about anything, after his relationship in his previous life improved, Tang Heke knew that she was actually a "little-minded" girl. If she didn't explain clearly, she might hold a grudge in her heart for how long.

When he was about to pass by, Lin Mo paused and raised his eyes lightly, "What?"

"That's what. They didn't say, "I was scared to cry when I saw you." Seeing Lin Mo pursing her rosy lips, Lin An knew that this was a sign of her suppression of impatientness. She hurriedly held back her smile and explained in a straight voice, "I accidentally hit my head in class yesterday, and it hurt so much..."

Lin Mo did not comment and continued to move upwards.

Looking at the delicate figure disappearing from the stairs, Tang He rubbed his temples.

I originally thought that I would appear at that moment in the middle school entrance examination like in my previous life and meet Lin Mo again, but now it seems that I have left a bad impression on Lin Mo in advance.

Junior high school, especially those who prepare for the third year of junior high school, study is not as beautiful as memories.

Many years later, the third year of junior high school buried deep in my mind, or the noise of the classmates in the class, or the sunshine shining outside the classroom window...

What Tang He is facing now is the whole class’s test questions, endless mock papers, and the teacher focuses on the key notes to memorize.

Many memories of the past life have become blurred, and I don’t remember the content of this high school entrance examination questions at all.

The classroom blackboard said a conspicuous countdown, and there is only one month left before the high school entrance examination. He wants to get into the No. 1 Middle School again and strive to be assigned to the same class as Lin Mo.

I clearly remember that Lin Mo won the top scorer in the middle school entrance examination in Qingshi County in his previous life. He performed extraordinaryly on the spot and only got an unexpected high score.

Fortunately, although he didn't remember the exam questions and didn't remember clearly what he had learned in junior high school in his three years, after all, he studied in high school with pseudo-school scores in his previous life, and had the experience and methods of systematic review. A few materials to be reviewed are summarized briefly, and it's almost the same time. Although he couldn't catch up with Lin Mo's high school entrance examination scores, it was not difficult to get a score close to his previous life's high school entrance examination scores.

After school at noon, the class teacher dragged the class for a few minutes. When he passed by class three, there was no one in the classroom.

Before leaving school, he made an exception to go to the Internet cafe with Jia Le. In his previous life, in order to get to the first and second middle schools in the county for the high school entrance examination, he rarely went to the Internet cafe since the second half of the third semester of junior high school, and only went to play occasionally during holidays.

When he arrived at the Internet cafe, Jia Le went directly into World of Warcraft. Tang He, who traveled back from time to time, remembered this very much, but he no longer had any interest now, let alone when he came to the Internet cafe, he did not want to play games.

Entering the Internet age, the greatest convenience is the acquisition of information. In the memory of previous lives, there are major contexts of future economic development and key events. Since he has traveled back, he feels that there are many things he can do, at least improve the confrontation in this area first. He clearly understands what kind of giant he is facing in many years.

Strangely, the current political events that have occurred in recent years are almost exactly in line with what I remember, but there are some differences in economic aspects.

For example, in the news I searched, starting three or four years ago, several famous companies have inexplicably appeared abroad, especially the Internet.

Affected by this, domestic Internet-related businesses have developed nearly one or two years ahead of schedule. Because there are several Internet companies that will be founded next year in my memory, they are now developing very well.

Is it because of his memory deviation or the butterfly effect that comes back from time to time? Even if there is a butterfly effect, it should not be created from the moment he travels through time!

Suddenly, his mouse wheel stopped and the browsing page stopped on a news report from this province on the portal.

"Yang Xuanyi?"

Zhongpin came to the front of him and saw the photo on the screen. It was a beautiful girl with brown hair and a baseball cap. She continued to read it down, "The outdated girl group member will make her come back for the second stop..."

Tang He scrolls down the page and see clearly that the performance address is Haisha City.

Jia Le winked and said maliciously, "I can't tell that you are like Zhang Meng and the others, and you are obsessed with the Caitang Girls Team. You hide it deeply enough. I don't know that you are a fan of Caitang Girls. Tell me, are you a fan Yang Xuanyi or Jiang Zhenyu..."

"Go, play your game."

He pushed Jia Le's head away, and Tang He's face was solemn.

Caitang Girl is a four-person group launched in the past two years. It was once popular for a while, and somehow caused news that the members were going to disband. In addition, these young girls teams in the Internet era were updated too quickly and disappeared for a while. There was no market for the comeback. Later, the members were solo, and Caitang Girl became history.

If the memory is not wrong, a 202 bus in Haisha City will make a mistake in rushing down the Xiangjiang Bridge due to a driver's heart attack.

More than 20 people were killed in a bus, including Yang Xuanyi who appeared on the bus for some reason.

The reason I remember so clearly is that after the incident, several fans of the Pastel Candy Girls' Team in the class burst into tears after hearing the news during breaks, including Zhang Meng who met in the morning self-study corridor.

If we traveled back to 2008 because of our unwillingness, especially at this time, did this responsibility also include? And since we remembered it, he could not ignore it no matter what, after all, it was more than a dozen living lives.

I had a confession with Jia Le, and told the teacher in the afternoon that I had something to ask for leave. I went home and then said that I would go to Jia Le's house to stay after school in the evening. Anyway, there have been several times before, so my parents shouldn't doubt it.

I hurried home, hurriedly finished lunch, and told my parents about staying at Jia Le's family tonight.

After leaving the house, Tang He returned to the bedroom.

I have collected a lot of New Year's money in recent years. Since I was in junior high school, my mother asked him to save it himself, and now it has a few thousand yuan. After thinking about it, he took out part of it to put it in his schoolbag.

After going out again, he headed straight to the cross street at the south entrance of the town, where a minibus headed to the county town every half an hour.
Chapter completed!