Chapter 01 I Have This Day Too?!
Yang Jian had fantasized countless times about how great it would be if he could go back to that summer of 2002, perhaps his destiny would undergo a huge change.
When fantasy became reality, infinite waves were stirred within his heart.
He looked up at the school gate in front, only to see the words 'Kaizhou County First Middle School' in gilded letters, then rubbed his eyes with his hand, but there was still no change, and then used his hand to pinch his thigh hard.
“Hiss...” Yang Jian gasped!
A piercing pain instantly spread throughout his body, he was very sure, he had transmigrated, he wasn't dreaming.
“Hahaha... I have this day too!”
“System, Brother System?” Following the usual routine of web novel rebirth, he first called out to the System, but there was no response for a long time, which was a bit of a regret.
But it didn't matter, this didn't affect Yang Jian's excitement at all, and then he just saw a lunatic laughing up at the sky at the school gate, and the students entering and exiting around him did indeed look at him like an idiot.
But he didn't care, who could understand his happiness?
He tidied up his mood, sorted out his emotions, and quickly ran towards the security room, skillfully pulled out a pack of Huangguoshu cigarettes that was more than half smoked, handed one to the old man guarding the gate, “Grandpa, what's the date today?” He just wanted to confirm the time, as he didn't have a cell phone or anything in his pocket now.
The old man looked disgusted, as if he was looking at an imbecile.
“You kid, you don't learn anything good all day, always smoking or skipping class, and now you even forget the time? Today is May 20th!” The old man didn't give him a good temper and retorted a few sentences.
Good heavens, today is still 520, this world really has love!
He stuffed the remaining cigarettes into the old man's hand, and without waiting for the old man to continue lecturing, he turned around and hurried away.
In his excitement, he brought over the social habits of several decades, he forgot that he was now just an 18-year-old senior high school student.
“Hey! This kid, probably still see him here next semester!” The old man sighed and put the Huangguoshu cigarettes Yang Jian gave him into the drawer.
Yang Jian didn't know that the old man had sent him the “most sincere blessing!” At this moment, he was sitting by the basketball court, his thoughts somewhat drifting.
When he first started his senior year in his previous life, it was as if he was possessed by a ghost, suddenly wanting to become a big star, so with the support of his older brother and sister, he secretly registered for the Beijing Film Academy's art exam without telling his Mom and Dad, in his sister's words, “My little brother's looks are even more handsome than Andy Lau, it would be a pity not to be a big star.”
The art exam was a bumpy road and not very smooth.
After all, besides being a bit good-looking, a bit tall, and singing a bit well, he was basically useless in other aspects, his Mandarin wasn't even standard, he didn't even know what flat tongue and curled tongue were.
During the second round, his recitation wasn't exactly a car crash scene, but it was close, luckily, during the talent show segment, a song 'Paradise' by Teacher Tengger allowed him to pass through dangerously.
In the subsequent third round, he imitated the Beijing Film Academy performance department Teacher Wang Jinsong's segment from 'Who Says I Don't Care' where he “pulls off the rubber band and flicks your window glass”.
At that time, an examiner surnamed Cui commented: Except for the lines, everything else was good!
Although it was a bumpy road, relying on a useless handsome face, he finally stepped halfway into the Beijing Film Academy gate, and as long as his cultural score wasn't particularly bad later, barring any accidents, he was set to attend the Beijing Film Academy.
However, if there are no accidents, then accidents will happen.
After the college entrance examination, his cultural score met the standard, and he like a dream received the admission letter for the Beijing Film Academy performance department undergraduate program.
He remembered that at that time, he was full of excitement, ready to tell his parents the news, that their old Yang family was about to produce a big star, but unexpectedly, he was met with strong opposition from his Mom and Dad.
His Dad said that their family was just an ordinary family that couldn't be more ordinary, and they didn't have the conditions to support his star dream.
If he didn't do well in the exam this year, he should retake it for a year and get into a good university.
In that era, the standard for many parents hoping their children would become dragons was to attend famous universities, such as Tsinghua and Peking University, at the very least it had to be a 211.
Also, in any era, without a solid family background and connections, wanting to engage in art is undoubtedly a very difficult road, and in the end, art will mess with you.
People like Wang Baoqiang and Zhao Xiaogu who rise from the grassroots are after all a minority and not universal.
And at this moment, Wang Baoqiang was still waiting for work at the Beijing Film Studio gate, a large group of Bei Piao were either crammed into basements or living in the suburbs, it was tough!
Although those from professional schools might be a bit better, more of them fade into the crowd without making any waves.
At 18, he was stubborn and a bit foolish, in a fit of anger, and also to prove to his Mom and Dad that he could succeed, he didn't retake the exam in the end, and ran to Crossroads alone to pursue his star dream, becoming one of the countless Heng Piao.
He originally thought he could achieve something with his handsome face, but he had no connections and no resources, and there were too many handsome guys in this industry, who would care about a nobody like him?
So in the first few years, he hit walls everywhere, and in between, it wasn't that there were no rich women who said they wanted to support... invest in him, but he had pride in his heart and always believed that he could achieve something with his own strength, if not Lao Mouzi, Ning Hao should at least give him a chance, right?
He refused the opportunity to be a kept man.
Eventually, his edges were smoothed by time, and his ambition was worn away, he didn't become a star, but instead became a small group leader, mingling in various large and small film crews.
Although he didn't make big money, his life was quite comfortable.
And now, after auditioning a girl who wanted to become famous, he ran to a bar to watch a football match, the Champions League semi-final second leg, Real Madrid against Manchester City.
He had spent a lot of money betting on Real Madrid for this match, thinking that if Real Madrid could have a small comeback at the Bernabéu, hehe, he couldn't even imagine the scene.
Unexpectedly, he didn't finish watching the match and somehow returned to that summer of 2002.
He didn't know if Real Madrid had made a comeback in the aggregate score, if they had...
Forget it, don't think about it!
He sorted out his thoughts, felt his pants pocket, and only then remembered that he had given the cigarettes to the security old man.
In his previous life, his Mom and Dad opposed him taking this path, simply because they thought it was a very difficult path, not something an ordinary family could achieve, and his older brother had just started working not long ago, and his older sister was still in school, so you can imagine how much financial pressure the old couple were under.
It was all because of money.
If he went to Beijing Film Academy, including tuition, accommodation, and living expenses, it would cost at least 10,000 yuan a year, and this was just a conservative estimate.
In Guizhou Province, where the average disposable annual income was less than 5,000, you can imagine how big an expense this was.
Damn it, the family still doesn't have a mine!
Bah, if we had a mine, why be a star, wouldn't lying flat be better?
Being an ordinary rich second generation, as long as you don't start a business or break the law, a beautiful life is waiting for you, just thinking about it makes your mouth water.
The star dream and all that, that was all in the previous life, what does it have to do with me!
But there's no money, he felt in his pocket, took it out and counted it, there was some change, 4 10-yuan bills, 1 5-yuan bill, 2 2-yuan bills, a total of 49 yuan.
Usually, besides buying cigarettes, he was quite thrifty.
What can he do with this little money in his pocket? He still has to find a way to make money.
He got up and returned to the classroom, and saw his deskmate and childhood friend Li Yu in the corner at the back of the classroom, holding a newspaper and reading it intently.
He went up and snatched the newspaper, casually asking, “Ma Zi, what are you looking at? I've never seen you this serious in class.”
Li Yu was Yang Jian's childhood friend and deskmate.
Because he had a face full of acne when he first started high school, and this guy liked to play mahjong, nobody knew who gave him the nickname Ma Zi, anyway, it just somehow stuck.
“Looking at what? Looking at the news about the national football team in the World Cup, these guys actually ranked the national team's odds of winning in second to last place?” Li Yu replied indignantly.
Hearing this, Yang Jian almost laughed out loud.
If Ma Zi knew that this was the peak of the national football team for the next ten years or more, he wondered what he would think.
However, Ma Zi's words also reminded him of some questionable operations by South Korea in this Japan-South Korea World Cup.
Portugal, Italy, and Spain were successively eliminated under their technical manipulations, and they even reached the semi-finals in the end.
Cristiano Ronaldo was particularly dissatisfied with this, and later every time he went to South Korea with the team for commercial events, he chose not to play, which led to a very bad relationship between him and the South Korean media.
In addition, the CCTV commentator Liu Jianhong said, “This is not the glory of Asian football, but the shame of Asian football”, which actually drew a protest from the South Korean Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
This caused a sensation in China comparable to Huang Jianxiang's passionate commentary during the 2006 World Cup.
Yang Jian's mind suddenly thought, isn't the opportunity to make money here?
He threw the newspaper back to Ma Zi and turned around and ran.
“A Jian, aren't you going to the evening self-study session?” Ma Zi shouted.
“No, Ma Zi, help me ask for leave, just say I have a stomach ache.” He ran out of the classroom without looking back.
After leaving school, Yang Jian found a lottery shop based on memory, asked the Boss for paper, pen, and a few newspapers, and started looking through them.
Now, the problem came, the specific scores, he didn't remember; the specific matchups, besides knowing that South Korea played against Portugal, Italy, and Spain, these three unlucky teams, he only knew that the semi-final teams included Germany, Brazil, South Korea, the fourth team's memory was a bit vague, he didn't know if it was England or Turkey.
The final champion was Brazil, this was very certain, he didn't remember anything else clearly.
What to do? The road to making money has collapsed halfway?
“Young man, have you figured out anything?” The Boss saw Yang Jian researching there for a long time without saying a word and asked.
“Heh, I'm just looking around, the World Cup hasn't started yet, so you can't buy, right?”
“You can buy, there's a new way to play just released, guess the 4 semi-final teams and 8 quarter-final teams, if you guess correctly, you can win millions, want to try?”
Isn't this a coincidence? Isn't this a coincidence? When you're sleepy, someone sends a pillow, if you say that, I'm going to get rich!
“How can it be that easy to guess, I feel like every team looks like they can make it to the quarter-finals and semi-finals, I'll research some more.” Yang Jian was overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be a complete novice who didn't understand anything.
There are 32 teams in the World Cup, now he knows the 4 semi-final teams, now he just needs to choose 4 more teams, but the 8 quarter-final teams require some luck.
He pretended to research for a while, then found the Boss to buy tickets.
He was relatively confident about the 4 semi-final teams, he bought 10 bets for each of the two combinations, England and Turkey.
The 8 quarter-final teams required some luck, besides the two most confident combinations for which he bought 2 bets, he bought one bet for each of the others, a total of 24 bets, and in the end, he only had 1 yuan left in his pocket.
Whether this start can take off depends on this time, please don't let the rebirth cause any butterfly effect.
