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Chen Nuo is looking at Sun Keke...classmate.

Well, Sun Keke is the school beauty who "jumped off the building".

A face that was originally pretty, but had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which made her look a bit charming.

In this era, girls of this age generally don't wear much makeup, but her original appearance is indeed worthy of being called a school beauty.

If you add that C...it's a bonus!

Don't get me wrong, the two of them are not at the scene of the incident outside the classroom at this moment.

Instead, they stood neatly in the dean's office.

The jumping incident has become the biggest news today in No. 8 Middle School.

Fortunately, Chen Nuo's classroom was on the first floor, and the school beauty fell from the second floor. If the floor was higher, let alone C, even DEFG's buffer would not help.

And Chen Nuo will probably become the first reborn person in history to be crushed to death by facial cleanser right after rebirth.

What Chen Nuo is most curious about at this moment is, why is this little girl staring at me like this?

The kind of shyness unique to girls, with a hint of shyness...

Hmm? Something?

A cough outside the door made Chen Nuo look back in time.

·

In this world, it seems that every school dean has the same face: serious and old-fashioned.

The same is true for Director Sun.

In addition, there are fingers that are yellowed by tobacco, and... a distinctive way of speaking.

"...I just happened to be standing there, and then she fell from upstairs and fell on me." Chen Nuo thought for a moment and tried to make an innocent smile: "So, it should be said that I saved her."

Got her?"

Director Sun's expression was serious: "The school infirmary has checked it? There is no big problem, right?"

"No."

Director Sun breathed a sigh of relief, looked past Chen Nuo, and stared at Sun Keke: "You jumped off the building? How could you jump off the building??"

School beauty Sun, who was being scrutinized by two men, finally spoke.

"I was holding on to the railing on the second floor to look at... well, the scenery, and then I accidentally fell off." School beauty Sun was a little nervous: "Dad... I didn't jump off the building!"

dad?

Chen Nuo looked at the school belle's peach-blossom eyes and flower-like face in surprise, and then looked at Director Sun Fang's weathered face...

Adopt it! It’s so unreasonable!!

"Classmate Chen Nuo, no matter what, thank you very much." Director Sun looked at Chen Nuo solemnly: "Are you injured? Do you feel uncomfortable in any way? I have asked for leave from your class teacher. Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?

?Do you want me to contact your parents?"

Chen Nuo waved his hands repeatedly, his face as innocent as a young boy: "Teacher, I'm really fine. Maybe it was a coincidence and I didn't get hurt at all."

After a few more verbal exchanges, Chen Nuo almost had to do a few push-ups on the spot to prove that he was fine, and was finally let go by Director Sun.

Then it was time to say goodbye.

"I've asked for leave for you. You can go back and rest in the afternoon...but do you really don't need me to take you to the hospital?" Director Sun seemed to feel a little guilty.

Chen Nuo suddenly took back his hand that was about to push the door open and go out.

Turning around, his face seemed to have the shyness and anxiety unique to young people, and it was sincere.

"Um... Director Sun, I have a small favor. I wonder if it's convenient for you..."

"Just say it!"

Chen Nuo's expression seemed to be that of shyness and embarrassment unique to young people: "Can you lend me fifty yuan? I'm a little dizzy right now and can't ride a bicycle."

Director Sun took out his wallet and took out a hundred dollar bill!

After thinking for a while, I took out two more.

"Take it! It's better to go to the hospital for a checkup!"

·

I don’t know how to take a taxi, and I will never know how to take a taxi in this life.

Well, Chen Nuo stood outside the school gate, looked at the bicycles parked on the roadside, looked at the car keys he took out of his pocket, and sighed.

It's simple: he doesn't know which bike he has.

With the four hundred yuan he received from the dean of students in his pocket, Chen Nuo walked to the bus stop not far away.

Well, he dug out a student bus pass from his schoolbag.

·

Now let’s explain Chen Nuo’s current situation.

After death, I returned to 20 years ago inexplicably. This kind of thing is not unfamiliar.

Anyway, in various film and television works, novels and stories, such examples can be arranged around the earth.

But the problem is, even though his name was Chen Nuo in his previous life.

But it’s not the Chen Nuo now!

This promise is not the other's promise.

For him, this is a strange school, strange classmates, and strange teachers.

And, a strange family!

It is not difficult to find your own home.

Chen Nuo found a filled-in application form for joining the group from his schoolbag.

It has your address in it.

After finding this strange home, Chen Nuo spent an afternoon and finally figured out the situation he was in now.

An ordinary high school student in the second (sixth) class of Jinling JN District No. 8 Middle School.

By the way, Jiangning No. 8 High School is not a key school. To be precise, this No. 8 Middle School was restructured from a vocational high school to a general high school a year ago.

As for the academic ethos and admission rate...well, the foundation of vocational high school, DDDD.

And Chen Nuo's own identity...

It's a bit hard to describe.

Let's put it this way, the trumpet God gave him... is obviously very subtle.

This young man named Chen Nuo in this time and space, well, how should I put it, is a bit miserable.

My parents divorced early in life. It is said that my father went out to do business and then went abroad to open a Chinese restaurant. Anyway, there was no news.

Chen Nuo's mother remarried six years ago...but she didn't completely abandon her son like in the bloody drama.

He left tens of thousands of dollars and gave Chen Nuo to his grandma to raise.

I can be considered conscientious, and I used to visit my son regularly and occasionally.

But unfortunately, three years ago, her later husband owed gambling debts. In order to help the man pay off his debts, this woman embezzled a large amount of public funds, and then something even more unfortunate happened.

…Now both the couple are in jail.

But just last year, the young man living with his grandma encountered another heavy blow from fate.

The old man passed away.

Today, Chen Nuo, who is seventeen years and six months old, is alone.

Of course, based on the special circumstances of Chen Nuo's family, the neighborhood committee appointed a clerk to visit the boy's home regularly to take care of and care about the boy's living situation.

——This is considered very responsible.

As for grassroots organizations such as neighborhood committees, which have almost disappeared twenty years later, they are still exerting residual heat in this era.

Chen Nuo spent an afternoon digging through all the family documents, household registers, and some old letters, and finally pieced together the situation.

The house is not big, it is a two-bedroom apartment left by the old lady.

It's an old-fashioned unit building built in the 1980s. The walls of the corridor are covered with various small advertisements.

The walls were painted white, and the floor was covered with the cheap plastic carpet unique to this era.

The furniture is also old-fashioned.

The TV was a flat-screen color TV unique to this era - the LCD era had not yet arrived.

As for computers, of course they don’t exist.
To be continued...