There is a river connected between Xiaowan Village where Wang Ye’s family is located and Xiaowa Village where Jinbo’s family is located. The river is called Yanhe. There is a bridge on Yanhe. There is a bridge called Yanqiao. There is a bridge under Yanqiao. At this time, Wang Ye and Jinbo are sitting under this bridge hole, watching the endless stream of rivers.

“File memory capability.”

“Extremely effective learning ability.”

"Well... it's really appropriate."

Jin Bo thought about his own changes after his rebirth and nodded in agreement with Wang Ye's speculation.

"It doesn't matter to us whether we can become a super academic master. We don't have the intention to pretend to be that..."

"The important thing is, Wang Ye, according to your brain and reasoning, do you think the appearance of these two abilities has something to do with the strange pattern we have after we are reborn?"

"Will we all be reborn, just like in the novel, something is stimulated by what power, awakens superpowers or something?"

"Did our rebirth also play a key factor, or did our souls merge with the souls of "we were young" after our rebirth, resulting in a change, so we have these two super abilities?"

Listening to Jin Bo's speculation, Wang Ye smiled and clapped his hands, and slap.

"Look, Jinbo, your imagination is not bad. What you think is similar to what I think. You also have the potential to write novels."

Jin Bo shook his head and waved his hand with a faint smile:

"No matter what, I am also a bookworm like you, who is more than ten years old."

"'I read 300 Tang poems well, and I can recite them even if I can't write poems.' I have read the tricks of the brainstorming in online articles no less than you."

"As for writing books? Forget it, I don't have the leisure and perseverance and good temper to write books, nor do I have the obsession like you."

"If you know me, I'm more happy to live a comfortable life."

"I have too many troubles to write books and have been criticized by countless people. They don't bother me, but I'm still annoyed."

Wang Ye laughed out loud, Jin Bo is indeed this kind of personality.

"Actually, it's nothing to be criticized by someone. Just listen to what you are right. If you are wrong, delete posts and ban comments. It's no big deal."

"Don't, I'm not the kind of person who can tolerate others picking me."

"If I write a book, I will finish writing it all and send it out directly, no matter whether those readers like it or not."

"Jinbo, your book writing model is actually OK, and it may be the kind of book that is a god... How about it, should you try it?"

"Anyway, it's only 2002, and online literature has just begun. You can take the time to spend two or three years writing a book. It's at least 70% possible to become a god with your experience."

"At that time, we two brothers will join the wall in the online literature industry and will be in a prestigious position!"

"There are too many ideas in the online articles, and I can't write them alone. If you write them too, we can help each other..."

After hearing this, Jin Bo shook his head and refused without thinking:

"It's too troublesome, don't do it."

When Wang Ye heard Jin Bo's rejection, he didn't advise him. Everyone has their own ambitions and he would not force him.

"By the way, Wang Ye, you suddenly started practicing calligraphy. Is it because of that?..."

Jin Bo suddenly asked Wang Ye with a smile.

"That? Which one? What did you say?"

Wang Ye's heart broke out, Damn! This guy actually thought of it. It seemed that I had told him that something. I didn't remember it, right?

"You once said that the words "love letters" were too ugly, there were typos, and many words were changed. You thought that love letters were too embarrassing, and you regret it... um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um u u u u u u u u u u u

Wang Ye stepped forward in shame and covered Jin Bo's mouth.

"Damn! You actually remember, forget, give me amnesia!!"

"...so, you... um... practice writing... um... it's because of this."

He punched Jin Bo hard, and Wang Ye stared at him and threatened:

"Don't let the third party know, otherwise..."

Jin Bo raised his hand and begged for mercy: "Hahaha... Yes, yes, I won't, I will never tell the third person..."

"But..." Jin Bo said thief thief.

"Didn't you say that you have no feelings for that first love? Now, do you still have to write a love letter to her?"

Jin Bo suddenly didn't dare to say anything, because he saw Wang Ye's eyes spraying a murderous cold light like a substance.

"Say one more word, I will strangle you to death and kick you down the river to feed the fish!!!"

"Okay! Hahaha, I won't say it, I won't say it hahaha...but...hahaha, forget it, you can do it yourself."

In the evening, Wang Ye returned home, sat at the desk, took out his pen and copybook and continued to practice calligraphy.

His eyes swept over the two letter papers placed aside, and the pen held between his fingers was unconsciously clamped, and he relaxed again after a long time...

Those who abandon me will not be kept yesterday.

Those who disturb my heart will have more worries today.

Now, I return to the ‘yesterday that cannot be kept’.

Once upon a time, those who messed up my heart had never bothered me...

How should I choose?

Actually, there has been an answer long ago, right?

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a week passed, and the high school entrance examination results were over. All middle school students could go to school to get their transcripts, and as the last thing to do as a middle school student, fill out their application form and take graduation photos.

Today, all the junior high school graduates in the school will arrive. Early in the morning, Wang Ye finished breakfast and rode his own bicycle that he had been away from for eighteen years. It was a light blue bicycle.

The bandage on the hand has been removed, and at this time only three gauzes are still wrapped around it. The mouth is already scarred inside, but the wind is not visible yet.

After only five minutes of riding a bicycle, Jinbo was also riding a yellow bicycle while waiting on the side of the road.

The two rode their bikes to the school together.

The two cars were running side by side, and the gentle summer wind blew, blowing black hair and flying inspiration.

Wang Ye held the handlebar with his left hand and pressed his right hand in the pocket at the base of his right leg. It seemed that something was in there. His eyes looked ahead, but his eyes had no focus, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Jin Bo held the handlebars with both hands, leaned against the front of the car under his upper body, and turned his head left and right with a little sneaky or vigilant look around, and after confirming that there was no one within 30 meters around, he turned his head and whispered to Wang Ye:

"Wang Ye, the extremely effective learning ability can not only be used to practice calligraphy, but also to practice singing."

"I'm practicing calligraphy these days and practicing singing. I feel that my singing skills have improved greatly. Listen to me and listen to what's going on."

"Ahem..." Jin Bo cleared his throat and prepared to start singing, and his words also brought Wang Ye back to reality from deep thoughts.

What? It can be used not only for practicing calligraphy, but also for practicing singing?

This reminded Wang Ye.
Chapter completed!