On the campus in the early morning, a figure was running quickly and soon arrived at the school playground.
It was dawn at this time, and most of the students were still asleep, but a few had already gotten up, exercising, and reading.
Wang Gang stood in the middle of the playground, slowly doing a set of Tai Chi, just like the old man in the park. His boxing skills were soft and weak, and he was not qualified for aerobics.
The students around him seemed to have long been used to it and didn't find it strange. They were doing whatever they were supposed to do, and no one bothered Wang Gang.
After a session of Tai Chi, Wang Gang slowly closed his fists and stood up, slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air.
Reborn one year later, Wang Gang has almost recovered the cultivation level of the Bajiquan Huajin master in his previous life, and his physical body has been adjusted to its peak state.
In this life, Wang Gang was born into an ordinary family. His parents were ordinary employees, hard-working migrant workers. He lived in a small third-tier city, and his family members were simple and had nothing to worry about.
As soon as Wang Gang opened his eyes, he had just passed the college entrance examination and was now a freshman in the Department of Civil Engineering at a university called "Xinpukai University".
After many reincarnations, Wang Gang has seen a lot, but this is the first time he has heard of the name "Xinpukai University". It is actually one of the top universities in the country and one of the 985 universities.
Wang has just been at school for more than half a year, and his life has been very peaceful. He is studying and practicing boxing without any trouble. Except for his classmates in the dormitory, he has not had much contact with other people.
For half a year, Wang Gang has not figured out which world he has come to, but he has a good attitude and is content with what he has come to.
After the morning exercise, Wang Gang made some adjustments and went to the boys' dormitory to wash up and then go to class.
"Brother Gang, you're going for morning exercise again! I went to the cafeteria to bring you a breakfast."
As soon as Wang returned to his dormitory, he was met by a young man of about 20 years old, who was his classmate and roommate Zhang Chulan.
Zhang Chulan looks a little bit vulgar, and wears pigtails. He has a smile on his face all day long, and looks harmless to humans and animals.
"Brother Gang, the meat buns in the cafeteria are good today, I brought some for you." Zhang Chulan handed a plastic bag to Wang Gang.
"Chu Lan, thank you! I will transfer the money to you later." Wang Gang took the bun and said.??
"Brother Gang, why are you so polite? It's just a few steamed buns." Zhang Chulan said politely.
Wang Gang directly took out his mobile phone and transferred 100 yuan to Zhang Chulan.
When Zhang Chulan saw the transfer, his eyes almost glowed with gold, but he still said: "Brother Gang, you gave me too much, Baozi can't cost that much money."
Wang Gang said calmly: "It's okay, just keep the extra ones and bring me breakfast tomorrow."
Zhang Chulan said happily: "No problem, just leave it to me!"
Wang Gang smiled, took the buns into the dormitory, then took the toiletries and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
After taking a refreshing cold shower, Wang Gang felt refreshed both physically and mentally. He returned to the dormitory and began to feast.
Zhang Chulan brought twenty large meat buns and a large bowl of millet porridge, which were all in Wang Gang's stomach in about ten minutes.
Practicing martial arts consumes physical energy, so Wang Gang eats much more than normal people. However, as he returns to Huajin, his food intake will gradually return to normal.
Wang Gang thought about asking Zhang Chulan to bring some buns in the future.
After breakfast, Wang Gang saw that it was almost time, so he took his schoolbag and headed to the classroom.
As soon as he arrived in the classroom, Zhang Chulan waved to him.
"Brother Gang, come and sit, I've got a good seat for you."
Wang Gang walked directly to Zhang Chulan and sat down, and took out his book with a polite word.
Although Zhang Chulan, a classmate, had not been with him for a short time, Wang Gang actually had a good impression of him. He was a very capable person, but also very weak.
Wang Gang heard that his family background was average, he came from a rural area, and there were few people at home, so he had to study on his own.
So sometimes, Wang Gang would take care of him, and I would take care of him, and the two of them became the best classmates.
"Brother Gang, these are the notes I took before." Zhang Chulan took out a notebook and handed it to Wang Gang.
"Thank you, no need." Wang Gang declined Zhang Chulan's kindness and started chatting with the teacher before he came.
"Are you going to the student union to help?"
"Yes, the president of the student union asked me to do a little favor." Zhang Chulan said naively.
"I'm dragging you to do coolie work!" Wang Gang said with a smile: "You have to learn to refuse sometimes."
"We are all classmates, we just help each other." Zhang Chulan rubbed the back of his head honestly.
Wang Gang shook his head and said nothing more.
The two chatted for a while, and as soon as the teacher arrived, he shut up and started listening to the class.
Zhang Chulan is a good student. He is very serious in class and takes very detailed notes. In comparison, Wang Gang is much more casual and his books are as good as new.
To be honest, Wang Gang had already learned what the teacher taught him. If it weren't for his parents, he would have skipped classes. A college degree is not necessary for him.
The class was really boring, so Wang Gang simply took out his mobile phone and started to follow the stock market trends. He also sold a few stocks and earned hundreds of thousands of pocket money.
Since awakening his memory, Wang Gang has started to make money, and stock trading is naturally the most convenient method. Due to the small capital, Wang Gang has only earned one million yuan so far, but it is enough to support the expenses of four years of college.
As early as two months ago, Wang Gang stopped asking for living expenses from his family. His parents were just ordinary workers in this life, and their monthly salary added up to just over 10,000 yuan. It was really difficult to support him in college.
So Wang Gang used part-time work as an excuse to stop asking his parents for money and try to reduce the burden on his family.
After graduating from college, he plans to show some earning power and let his parents retire early.
During lunch, Zhang Chulan took the initiative to help him occupy a seat in the cafeteria and ordered a meal for four people.
Although Wang Gang eats a lot, he is surrounded by young people, and many athletes eat more raw food than him, so he doesn't attract much attention.
After lunch, there were no classes in the afternoon. Wang Gang was going back to the dormitory to rest, while Zhang Chulan was going to the student union to help.
Wang Gang was actually not idle in the dormitory. He used his computer to keep an eye on social developments, trying to find clues about the world, but unfortunately he still found nothing.
On the surface, this world is not much different from the world Wang Gang has experienced, but the specious place names still make him uneasy.
In the evening, Zhang Chulan suddenly returned to the dormitory, took out his duffel bag and packed his clothes.
"Chu Lan, why are you packing your clothes?" Wang Gang asked curiously.
"I received a call from the police station saying that my grandfather's grave had been stolen." Zhang Chulan said anxiously.
Wang Gang said in surprise: "Tomb robbery?"
"I don't know the details. I have to go home right away." Zhang Chulan packed up a few clothes and prepared to catch the fastest train.
Wang Gang thought for a while, took out a thousand yuan in cash and handed it to Zhang Chulan.
"You take the money first, and I'll lend it to you. It may take some money to deal with this kind of thing."
Zhang Chulan was moved and said: "Brother Gang, I can't take your money."
"Take it, you can give it back to me when you don't need it." Wang Gang stuffed the money into Zhang Chulan's arms.
Zhang Chulan didn't show any pretense in the end and took the money and left.
As soon as he left, Wang Gang was a little unaccustomed to the fact that there was one less person to hold the meal.
Three days passed. Wang Gang saw that there was no news about Zhang Chulan and was about to make a phone call to express concern. Unexpectedly, he suddenly returned to the university and was in something wrong.
On this day, Wang just returned to the dormitory after class and saw Zhang Chulan sitting on the bed with a lost look on his face. He was dirty, didn't know how to change clothes, and even soiled the sheets.
"Chu Lan, what's wrong with you?" Wang Gang walked to Zhang Chulan and waved his hand in front of him.
Zhang Chulan came back to his senses, grabbed Wang Gang's hand, and said excitedly: "Brother Gang, do you believe there are zombies in this world?"
"Zombie?" Wang Gang said in surprise: "You have watched too many horror movies, right?"
Wang Gang touched Zhang Chulan’s forehead, but he didn’t have a fever either!
Zhang Chulan suddenly stood up and said incoherently: "Yes, yes, I must be dreaming, I haven't woken up yet."
Wang Gang felt that Zhang Chulan was weird more and more.
"Chu Lan, wash up quickly!" Wang Gang reminded Zhang Chulan kindly when he saw that Zhang Chulan was covered in dirt.
"Oh! Okay." Zhang Chulan responded and went to the bathroom obediently.
At this time, Wang Gang frowned, his fur ruffled, and he felt a malicious look.
"Um."
Wang Gang looked out the window and saw a dark shadow flashing past a window on the fifth floor of the opposite dormitory building, and the malicious look disappeared.
"Who is that person?" Wang Gang thought doubtfully: "Is he coming for me, or is he coming for Zhang Chulan?"
Next, until Zhang Chulan came back from the shower, Wang Gang didn't sense anything. If he wasn't so confident in his own senses, Wang Gang almost thought he had sensed something wrong.
The next day, Zhang Chulan was still in a state of despair, and he didn't even recover during class.
Wang Gang asked him what happened, but he kept saying nothing.
Until a girl suddenly sat next to Zhang Chulan, Wang Gang's hair started to stand up again and he stood up suddenly.
