Chapter 91 Is there anything else you feel you need to do again? I just turned thirteen this year. At my age, I cannot get a bank card and I don’t have an ID card. I am restricted by the small island and there are no computers or internet. Under such conditions, even for Fang Wei, it would be extremely difficult to save up his first pot of gold. Fortunately, I had the advantage of foresight and, through this speculative opportunity, the first pot of gold for my family seemed to be in sight. Fang Wei strongly supports his father's mussel farming. As long as the scale can be expanded quickly, it can be developed into a fairly large industry in the future. If the upstream and downstream are connected, it will also be a market worth hundreds of billions. Taking the two dollars given by his father, Fang Wei smiled and put it in his pocket. Let’s go to the sports lottery store tomorrow to have a look. …… Watched the opening ceremony. Fang Wei took a shower and returned to his room to start studying tonight. Without waiting for his classmate Qingmei to throw a ball of paper into the room, Fang Wei took the initiative to move the small table to the windowsill, turned on the light and started reading and doing homework here.
look up. The room opposite the window was dim, and Xu Cailing was not in the room. But after a while, the light in her room came on. The girl looked like she had just finished taking a shower. She came over to open the window and was about to throw a ball of paper. Then she saw Fang Wei sitting on the windowsill doing his homework. "Fang Wei, did you watch the opening ceremony?" "Look." "That fire in the water looks so cool!" "good." “How many gold medals do you think we can win this year?” "At least twenty or thirty." "so much?!" "Why, you don't think it's possible?" "Of course!" Xu Cailing had just finished watching the opening ceremony and still seemed to be unsatisfied. She listed all the events, saying, "For example, table tennis, diving, weightlifting, and gymnastics, I think we have the potential to win more than one gold medal. This year's lineup is so strong." Talking about these things, Xu Cailing became excited. She loves sports in the first place, and her favorite thing to watch on weekdays is the sports channel's programs. When talking about these famous athletes, she is very familiar with them. Although it was the national team members participating in the Olympics, Xu Cailing was so excited as if she was participating in the Olympics herself. Fang Wei asked with a smile: "Why, you want to participate in the Olympics too?" "Hehe, of course I've thought about it! But compared to them, I don't seem to be that good..."
"That depends on who you're competing against. What event do you want to participate in?" "How about running? I can run really fast!" "can." "But I see that in every international competition, almost all the finalists are black. Is it true that we yellow-skinned people can't outrun them?" "Well, that's generally true, especially in track and field events. They have a huge advantage in physical fitness, but there are exceptions. Why, do you want to compete?" "I don't dare to think about it." "Oh, you're suddenly being humble?" "That's an international competition! You know what international means, right? But on Pineapple Island, I don't think there are any other girls who can run faster than me. Oh, and no boys either." Well, after being humble, you become arrogant again. Perhaps this is the charm of competitive games. Putting aside the objective differences in physical fitness, no athlete will think that he or she is definitely weaker than the other. If one really has this mentality, how can one compete for the gold medal? Of course, except for the interview session, the more you praise your opponent, the more awesome you appear. "Fang Wei, how do you think they can become athletes?" “They were selected through numerous rounds of selection.” Fang Wei was not too clear about the specific method, but he knew more than Cai Ling. Seeing her curiosity, he said: "For example, if you are good at sports, you may be selected to join the school team and represent the school in competitions, such as city competitions, youth competitions, etc. If you can win a prize in a high-quality competition, you may attract the attention of the provincial team and may invite you to participate in training. They also have internal competitions or confrontations to select the best athletes to participate in trials or national competitions. If you perform well, you will be invited to participate in national team training until you become a professional national athlete. Then, the best few will be selected to participate in the Olympics." Xu Cailing was listening intently. She lay on the windowsill, not knowing what she was fantasizing about. Fang Wei could see that she was probably already imagining herself representing her country in the Olympics. After a while, Xu Cailing finally sighed: "It's so difficult..." "Of course it's difficult." Fang Wei smiled and said, "Don't be fooled by the fact that we only have a few athletes in our team. They were all selected from a population of over a billion." "One in a billion!" "more or less." "Hehe, I dare not even think about it. How glorious it would be if I appeared on TV. If I return to the island at that time, there would definitely be a lot of fanfare!" "Wake up, you haven't done your homework yet, don't rush and dream." Having her fantasy interrupted by him, Xu Cailing angrily threw the ball of paper in her hand at him, right on his forehead. “You want to be an athlete?” Fang Wei asked: "This was your dream several years ago, right? How far has your dream been updated now..." Hearing him say this, Xu Cailing was embarrassed and argued: "I, I have never given up this dream. Is it not okay for me to have multiple dreams at the same time?" "Okay, very greedy. That's my style."
Fang Wei nodded. As expected of someone who grew up following him, he wanted everything just like him. "But even if I wanted to be one, my dad and the others would definitely not allow it. They would just tell me to study hard, hum..." Maybe it’s not that they are unwilling, but they just think it’s unrealistic. Fang Wei smiled and asked, "Do you think playing games can become a profession and make money by playing games?" "How is this possible?" Xu Cailing answered without hesitation. "Yeah, that's probably what Uncle Yuan and the others think. If you told them you wanted to be an athlete, their first reaction would be that it's impossible. After all, those who can make a living from this are one in a million, and no one would have thought that such a thing would happen to them." "Uncle Yuan and the others definitely want you to study hard. If you have good grades, continue to study. If you can't do well, go find a job. Compared to those illusory jobs, this is the most practical way for ordinary people to survive." "How do you know! That's what my dad and the others think!" "You can't blame them. Everyone thinks this way before you achieve anything." "Grades? Academic performance?" "…sports performance. Of course, academic performance is also important. After all, it is something that can be seen and touched. If you have good grades, Uncle Yuan will probably let you do whatever you want." "That's right~" Xu Cailing thought about it and her face turned bitter again. What she feared was bound to happen. Her biggest headache was her academic performance. "So, do athletes also have to study?" "Of course. Apart from the training time, those who need to go to high school should go to high school, and those who need to go to college should go to college." "I thought all I had to do was train!" "Haha, maybe when you really start training, you just wish you could go back to school. Training is not as easy as you think." Xu Cailing sighed again and said, "It's a pity that our school doesn't even have any school teams, and there are no competitions. It seems that I have no chance to become an athlete..." "Don't think too far ahead. Have you done your homework?" "...!!" Xu Cailing finally realized what was happening, and quickly ran to the side, got her schoolbag, and moved a small table to sit down opposite Fang Wei on the windowsill. "It's all your fault for chatting with me all the time, and I almost forgot my homework!" “…Who on earth is talking to me?” "You, you, you, that's you." Fang Wei ignored her and continued doing his homework. …… Quietly. Fang Wei looked up and thought she was doing her homework, but it turned out that she was looking at a photo in her hand. It's a photo of the two of them.
Noticing his gaze, Xu Cailing raised the photo in her hand and waved it in front of him: "Teacher Wen said that he only developed this one photo. Since there is only one photo, you should have no objection to leaving it with me, right?" "..." You're holding this photo in your hand with no intention of giving it to me, and yet you're asking for my opinion?! "You keep it, keep it." "Hehe~ You're smart." After hearing what Fang Wei said, Xu Cailing happily put the photos away and locked them in the drawer where she kept all kinds of miscellaneous "treasures". She also put the conch that Fang Wei gave her last time in here. Sitting back down by the window, Xu Cailing picked up the envelope Teacher Wen had handed down and asked curiously: "Fang Wei, what letter are you going to write to yourself three years from now?" "What about you?" "I am asking you." "Teacher Wen doesn't even dare to read my letter, and you come to ask me for it?" "Tsk, forget it. Then I won't tell you what I'm going to write." "..." Fang Wei didn't mind, thinking that it wouldn't be long before she would be able to tell him everything he had written in the letter. The girl wrote seriously. He lay on the table, sometimes biting the tip of a pen, sometimes tilting his head and thinking about something. The moonlight falls brightly on the windowsill; The breeze from the sea is cool; The two windows facing each other can be heard with the rustling sound of people writing under the desk lamp. The cat, who had been sleeping on the wall for the whole day, jumped down lightly, landed on the ground like a piece of cotton, and walked around Pineapple Island with cat steps... …… The next day. Before the morning reading class, the class was bustling with people mostly talking about last night's opening ceremony, or letters to send to their future selves, or busy doing homework. Du Peipei walked up to the podium and wrote the names of today's students on duty: [Fang Wei, Liu Zhiyi] on it. After finishing writing, Du Peipei walked to the back of the classroom, erased yesterday's weather from the weather forecast module on the blackboard, and wrote today's weather [September 9, Sunny, Temperature 16~24℃]. After writing, she did not forget to draw a small sun with red chalk. "It's our turn to be on duty today." Fang Wei looked at the blackboard. If Du Peipei hadn't written it down, he would have almost forgotten it. Every day the class needs a student on duty to wipe the blackboard and clean the classroom after school. Two classmates sitting at the same table are responsible for this. The specific duty roster is with Du Peipei. When someone is needed on duty every day, she will write the name on the corner of the blackboard.
"Well, how do we plan this?" Liu Zhiyi asked Fang Wei in a low voice, "Do we take turns cleaning the blackboard, or does one person clean the morning one and one person clean the afternoon one?" These are just small jobs, and it doesn't matter if Fang Wei cleans them alone. Seeing that she asked, Fang Wei said: "Then I'll clean it in the morning and you can clean it in the afternoon?" "it is good." Liu Zhiyi nodded. Thinking of something, she added: "There is one more class in the morning, so do you need to wipe it one more time..." "Why should we be so clear about the differences? It's just this once anyway." Fang Wei was both angry and amused, and said, "Your legs are still hurting, just rub them in the afternoon and they will be fine." "OK then." "Have you finished writing your letter? Submit it together." "It's finished." Liu Zhiyi took out the envelope she had glued from her schoolbag, handed it to Fang Wei and placed it on the desk. Fang Wei picked up the envelope. The inside was obviously thicker than his own envelope. It was estimated that there were two or three pages of paper folded inside. It looked bulging. Good fellow! When I asked you what you wrote yesterday, you said you didn’t know. This evening, you must have written several thousand words, right? Do you really have so many things you want to say to yourself three years from now? Fang Wei couldn't help but ask curiously: "What did you write here? Why so much?" "No, nothing..." Liu Zhiyi blinked her eyes. She also discovered that, including Fang Wei's letter, there was only one piece of paper in the envelopes of other classmates in the class. She just saw some classmates writing, just simply writing a few questions on paper. She is the only one who writes the most! In fact, she didn’t intend to write so much. She probably just wanted to use the tone of writing a letter to talk to her future self about her current life and worries. It was probably because it was rare for her to be able to speak freely like this. After writing for a while, she realized that she had written nearly 3,000 words... There are all kinds of messy girlish thoughts in it! You can't let others see it! Seeing Fang Wei holding her envelope and looking around, Liu Zhiyi also became alert: "You, you are not allowed to peek." "You've sealed it all, so of course I won't peek." Fang Wei smiled and said, "But you wrote so much. Three years later, you probably won't be able to remember what you wrote. It might be interesting to open it and read it later." "How much did you write?" Liu Zhiyi asked curiously. "It's much less than what you wrote. I only wrote one sentence." Fang Wei said. "What?"
"Haha, I won't tell you." "..." Fang Wei didn't tell anyone, but he actually wrote a sentence in it: [During these three years, is there anything else that you feel you need to do again?] Perhaps other students or Wen Susu would be confused if they read this sentence. Only Fang Weiwei knew that, having already started over again, he really didn't want to have any regrets about missing out or not grasping anything. This seemingly ordinary problem is the biggest warning to him. …… get out of class ends at noon. After finishing his meal, Fang Wei did not go back to the classroom for a nap. Taking advantage of the break, he left school and went to the sports lottery store in town. (End of this chapter)