"Menghuo, Menghuo, stop squatting, get up quickly, it's our class's turn to graduate photos. If you don't get up, Teacher Bai will scold people!" An anxious voice rang in Menghuo's ears, and Menghuo was a little confused.

"Two dead otakus over there, come here quickly!" Another voice came from afar, and Meng Huo shook his head and looked around blankly.

This is a shabby playground, surrounded by young children wearing school uniforms, and some adults fiddling with the camera. It seems that middle school students are taking graduation photos.

Meng Huo looked at the little fat man beside him, with big black glasses and a submissive expression. It seemed that he was eager to call himself.

"Idiot." Meng Huo widened his eyes. Isn't this his third-year junior high school deskmate Liu Yi? He subconsciously sighed: "It's really a ghost."

"Haha..." The people around burst into laughter.

"What the hell are you seeing? Get up quickly, Teacher Bai's face has changed again. We have to line up quickly!" Liu Yi pulled Meng Huo and easily pulled Meng Huo with the strength of a child.

"Hmm?" Meng Huo looked at his body in surprise. Why did he become smaller? Isn't this the same as a junior high school student? Junior high school, no, right? Meng Huo quickly turned his head and saw a man with a gray face standing behind him.

The man patted the list on his hand: "Meng Huo, can't you even save me your graduation photo?"

Bai Junhui, Meng Huo’s third-year junior high school teacher, and Liu Yi.

——Back to the past!

Meng Huo's head was stunned and he actually went back to the past. Graduation photo, today is the day for junior high school graduation photo...

"Mom!" His face suddenly turned pale. Isn't the junior high school graduation photo the day his mother had a car accident? He didn't have time to think about why he was reborn, thinking in his heart that he must save his mother and that the tragedy must not be repeated. Meng Huo pushed Liu Yi away and ran to the bicycle parking shed.

"Wait! Meng Huo, you don't have a graduation photo!"

The head teacher roared behind him, and Meng Huo turned around and glared at him.

"No, go to your sister's graduation photo, and take that kind of thing to feed the dog!"

Everyone was stupid.

"Neuropathy!"

"He's crazy!"

Looking at the back that was quickly gone, only Liu Yi was stunned. Meng Huo's look surprised: "When did he have such a look?"

Meng Huo is usually as timid and cowardly as him, but the look he looked at at that moment made Liu Yi feel different from his peers. He feels uncomfortable - what, he must have read it wrong.

"Let's leave him alone and be ready to take photos!"

The head teacher's face was not good either. He patted the list and continued to guide the students to take photos.

On May 15, 2014, less than a month before the Jiangnan Provincial High School Entrance Examination. Meng Huo's previous life drew two completely opposite trajectories from today. On this day, his mother would pass away due to a traffic accident, and he was adopted by others...

Meng Huo didn't expect that God would give him another chance. He wanted to save his mother and let her live happily.

My mother worked as an assembly line worker in a packaging factory and got off work at 10 o'clock every night, but when Meng Huo rode his bike over, the workers had already come out one after another. Today, the factory got off work early because of out of stock, which was exactly the same as in his previous life.

Li Qin, who had just walked out, heard the sound and looked over in surprise: "Xiaohuo, why are you here?"

She walked over with a female bicycle, and her face was the same as that in Meng Huo's memory. She was less than forty years but was covered with wrinkles because of her work.

"I'm here to pick you up." Meng Huo had the urge to cry, but he smiled: "I heard that you will get out of stock and get off work early."

Li Qin was surprised. How could this child know that the factory was temporarily out of stock? But before she could ask, several female workers surrounded her curiously.

"Qinzi, is this your child?"

"Yes." Li Qin nodded: "Xiao Huo, say hello to the aunts."

Meng Huo nodded with a smile: "Hello, aunties."

"Oh, this kid is so polite!"

"Qinzi, why did you tell me that your son is introverted? Isn't this good?"

"My child never comes to pick me up."

"Yes, my daughter is the same. She doesn't dare to take her classmates home to play, for fear that others will know that her mother is a worker in a packaging factory."

The female workers chatted, and they usually did this, and there was no other fun except to talk about gossip and complain about family trivia.

Li Qin was surprised again. She asked Meng Huo to say hello just a polite statement. In the past, this child didn't dare to look up and say something when he saw his relatives. Why did he say hello like a different person today - he was smiling!

After saying goodbye to the workers, Li Qin and Meng Huo walked on the road.

"Aren't you taking your graduation photo today? When will the graduation certificate be issued?"

"I don't know, it should be after the high school entrance examination..." Meng Huo's smile never disappeared: "I said mom, can we walk back?"

When he wanted to avoid the car accident, Li Qin agreed happily. Meng Huo always liked to hide in the room, so it was rare to ask to be with her. Although she didn't know what happened, Li Qin felt that her son was very well-behaved today.

The two walked forward, and soon after they walked, they saw that the crossroad ahead was full of people.

"It's so miserable."

"That's right, I was shocked. The car suddenly rushed out and ran into the shop on the street. Fortunately, no one passed by..."

"But the people in the car will definitely not be able to save them."

A traffic accident occurred before, and Meng Huo was in a daze. Yes, it was here. In his previous life, he saw his mother for the last time. A young man who had just got a driver's license stepped on the wrong accelerator and hit her by mistake.

Change - the mother is not dead.

"It's so dangerous. Don't go there, let's go home."

Li Qin frowned and looked at the bustling onlookers. She didn't want her son to see the bloody scene, so she hurriedly pulled him home.

Meng Huo returned home in a daze state. When he calmed down, he began to think about what he would do next. After his mother died in his previous life, the people who adopted him would send a lot of money every month, but it never appeared.

Meng Huo doubted that person's identity, but he could not do anything in his previous life. Now that he is reborn, he no longer wants to rely on that person, nor does he want to continue to do nothing.

Meng Huo wanted to realize his dream that he had not realized in his previous life and make his mother happier. But for a moment, he couldn't think of a way to make money quickly, nor did he buy a lottery ticket, and did not know the winning number.

The most comfortable plan is to get through college and find a job. The problem is that Meng Huo is not yet 16th birthday, and it will be 7 years before he graduates from college. Daylily will be cold by that time, and the advantages brought by rebirth will be wasted.

"Xiao Huo, have a meal."

Li Qin brought the food to the table, and Meng Huo decided to consider it after the meal.

There are fried meat with chili peppers and shredded carrots on the table. The simple dish is the taste but the taste makes Meng Huo miss it.

"It's delicious! Mom, I will definitely marry a wife who will inherit your skills in the future!"

"I haven't grown all the hair, why should I marry a wife?" Li Qin put a piece of meat into Meng Huo's bowl. She stood up as if she remembered something: "By the way, I forgot to show you the news broadcast. You have to take the current affairs and politics exams in the middle school entrance examination, so you can't leave it behind."

While talking, Li Qin turned on the TV and adjusted the channel.

"The questions for the high school entrance examination have been prepared long ago..."

Meng Huo was having a meal and glanced at the TV disapprovingly.

"This afternoon, the Supreme People's Court of the Far East District publicly tried 3,12 major drug smuggling cases. This major maritime drug smuggling case began in 2012..."

"Puff... cough, cough!"

Meng Huo sprayed out the rice from his mouth and started coughing.

"What's wrong with you!" Li Qin nervously poured a glass of water and handed it to Meng Huo, patting his back: "Didn't you swallow it?"

Meng Huo drank the water and his face improved slightly: "I'm fine."

"Why are you so careless!"

Li Qin walked to the bathroom and took out a mop to mop the floor, but Meng Huo's eyes were staring at the news broadcast. Far East District - Isn't that Japan's location? Why is it Far East District?

Has Japan disappeared?

"Mom, I'm full!"

After dinner in a few seconds, Meng Huo hurried back to his room and took out the history book and started to read it.

This is awesome. It turns out that not only Japan, but also North Korea, South Korea, eastern Russia and northern India are all affiliated with China, and this territory was established by Qin Shihuang thousands of years ago. Although they have broken up and reunited in history, they have never completely separated from China.

"No!"

Meng Huo was almost fainted. He also noticed that China is the largest and most developed country in the world, and the United States ranked second.

Based on all the information, Meng Huo was shocked to conclude that he did not return to the past, and he traveled to a parallel world! And in this parallel world, his identity is exactly the same as the original world!

"What's the game..."

Meng Huo pulled up his hair in a tangled way. If it was a parallel world, wouldn’t the resource advantages brought by rebirth be gone?

But wait...

"Japan is gone?" Meng Huo suddenly thought of one thing: Since Japan in this world is the territory of China, isn't it that its unique animation industry no longer exists?

In his previous life, due to his busy work, Meng Huo liked to look for comics at street stalls and bookstores since he was a child. Drawing comics was one of his few hobbies, and comics accompanied him in his growth. However, it was not until his mother passed away that he realized that the warmth his mother gave him, and comics could never be replaced.

Unfortunately, it was too late at that time, Meng Huo became confused. He did not go to school again, and just hid in the room to draw and numb himself. If it weren't for meeting a woman, Meng Huo might not be able to cheer up until now...

"yes……"

Meng Huo suddenly remembered, didn’t he have excellent comic drawing skills? Are those skills still there? If they were still there, wouldn’t Meng Huo make a fortune on them?
Chapter completed!