Thirty-five-year-old Lu Zhixing, his company was liquidated and he was in debt of 120 million.
On the day when the Life Counterattack System bound him, there was a slight problem with the coordinates:
I was tied to the first math class of the second year of high school.
[Host, stop holding on.
[The first task: Reconnect with a high school classmate within seventy-two hours.
I know this is hard. Put down your dignity, I will accompany you.
Lu Zhixing looked around:
My deskmate was taking notes with his head down, and there were numbers for most of the class in his address book.
"... System, you call this difficult?"
The system thought it was tied to a bankrupt middle-aged man who was beaten down by life.
All tasks are designed according to "the limits of middle-aged people".
Unfortunately, it tied up a seventeen-year-old high school sophomore——
I have time, energy, face, and no debt of 120 million.
So:
The task of "Opening doors to old classmates" was completed in twelve minutes, and the system lowered the difficulty rating on the spot;
The reward of two hundred yuan arrives in your account, starting from a box of crisp noodles cards and a group purchase of teaching aids;
The skill treasure box opens [Bargaining Level 3], the owner of the second-hand shop in the alley has eight hundred yuan, which is dangerous.
His deskmate's notebook always moves half an inch toward him;
The girl from the next class always happened to pass by his stall after checking her scores;
The senior sister upstairs called him three times downstairs every morning.
Many years later, on the bell stand.
System: "Host, I still haven't figured out what went wrong with the difficulty of the mission."
Lu Zhixing smiled.
"It's very simple."
"You think you're saving a bankrupt middle-aged man——"
"Actually, you are accompanying a seventeen-year-old boy to live his life over again."
