Today, Han Jun went to the largest Xinhua Bookstore in Binhai City near the train station to buy a compilation book of the "Kangxi Dictionary", but he didn't expect that when he encountered such a thing, his father was in the Binhai City Criminal Police Team, often dealing with all kinds of people. He was often influenced by the eyes and knew that thieves were the most difficult to deal with. He was not guilty but disgusting, just like the toad lying on the instep. If the short and fat man hadn't hit him, he wouldn't want to meddle in other people's business. If it weren't for the short and fat man who had hit him, he wouldn't have wanted to meddle in other people's business.

But then again, the feeling of being grateful was very beautiful. Han Jun was also happy to think of the thin young man's lack of advice.

"Mom, I'm back. But he's so tired." Han Jun's family is in Shizhong District, Binhai City, the Municipal Bureau's family building, more than half an hour's drive from the railway station. He stood all the way with a bunch of books. Even though he was much stronger than his peers, he was still a little tired of eating. It was already past three o'clock when he got home. When he pushed the door and entered the house, Han Jun shouted into the house.

"You bastard, you are swearing again!" Mother Jin Fang walked out of the kitchen with an apron and patted the flour on her hands. She was a ticket seller at the bus company and worked in three shifts. She went home early today and started making dumplings.

"Didn't I learn everything from my dad?" Han Jun replied with a smile.

"Why are you not learning?"

"Who said I didn't learn well? Isn't this martial arts true? "I am comparing to my father's true teachings?" Jin Fang was amused.

"Your three-legged cat is also called Wu Yi? Huh? What's wrong with you? Fighting with someone?" Seeing the dust on Han Jun's body, Jin Fang's tone suddenly became cold. His son knew that he was very passionate and fighting was common, but he always went to apologize to others, which really gave Jin Fang a headache.

"No... absolutely not. I'm brave today." Han Jun waved his hand quickly and immediately told Jin Fang a brief statement about what happened today to show his innocence.

But after listening to Han Jun’s story, Jin Fang frowned and scolded: “Don’t rely on your chances to make a fuss. This is naturally the police will take care of such a thing. You are still a child! What if you are injured?”

"Okay, OK, I know~" Seeing that my mother was going to be preaching to the end, Han Jun quickly raised his hand and surrendered, holding his book back to the house, "I'm going to read the book."

"Reading books, reading books, I said that all the books you read are idle books. You said you are in the second year of high school, so what's the use of not studying hard and reading idle books all day? Can you eat it in the future? Look at your cousin Jin Cheng, how good are the grades..." Jin Fang refused to give up.

"My mother, I'm a sports student. I don't need a lot of points in the college entrance examination." Han Jun said helplessly, holding his head, he said helplessly. He had been studying Sanda with his father since he was a child, but the sports team he participated in in the school practiced sprinting.

Moreover, Han Jun is not the kind of child with developed limbs and simple minds. He usually loves reading, but of course, it is not a textbook. Originally, science fiction and martial arts novels were his favorites, but after the TV broadcast "Painted Skin", Han Jun became very interested in Shandong fellow Pu Songling, and pestered his father to borrow a set of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" to watch, but it was in classical Chinese version, otherwise he would not have bought a set of "Kangxi Dictionary" for the sake of reading.

Ignoring his mother's chatter, Han Jun picked up the book "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" with relish. Perhaps it was because he inherited his father's stubborn personality. Although it was a bit difficult, Han Jun was enjoying it.

"The King of Taiyuan was early and met a girl. He hugged her. He ran alone. He was very difficult to walk. He walked quickly and took advantage of it. He was so beautiful..."

"What does this 'hugging? Running alone' mean? Why did you 'take it' again?" First, I opened the chapter of "Painted Skin" broadcast on TV. In the first line, Han Jun encountered difficulties. Although it would not affect reading, Han Jun was definitely not a person who was not very understanding. From the "Kangxi Dictionary" I just bought, he took the top book "Hey, let me tell you."

But... when I opened the dictionary, the words on the title page made Han Jun stunned, "What the hell is this?"

"Kangxi Dictionary" is graceful and solemn under the skin, but it is not the content in his impression. Under the appearance that seems to be in a slight way, the inside is actually written by hand, and the content is completely unrelated to the dictionary! The five so-called words "Rebirth Notebook" of "Revelation Notebook" made Han Jun confused.

The next line of small words stunned Han Jun again.

"I didn't expect that I was really reborn, but as I grew older, I felt the serious deterioration of my memory. Perhaps the cup of Mengpo soup mixed with water still had some effect. If I don't do anything, I'm afraid all the memories of the past will disappear. I'll take this note to remind you."

"Rebirth!? What the hell is that? Where is my book?" Han Jun's mind was in chaos. At this time, he did not realize what the "Rebirth Notebook" in front of him was. What he thought about was how the "Kangxi Dictionary" he bought for more than 30 yuan had become this? Looking at the other dictionaries, it was like a fake dictionary. So what happened to this one?

Thinking hard about what happened today, Han Jun suddenly realized in his mind, "That young man's book is also a book... changed!"

Thinking of himself colliding with the thief, his books were scattered all over the floor, and the bag was opened. The two were very close to each other, and the "dictionary" in the bag was mixed in his book. Because the cover was like, he took the wrong one in the chaos?

At this time, Han Jun's good mood when watching "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" was completely destroyed. He was a little depressed. He was a little disappointed. When he wanted to find his dictionary in a vast crowd, where would he go to find his dictionary? Buy another one? Who gave him money? That was the New Year's money he had saved for more than a year. He was about to throw this fake dictionary and vent, but he thought that his mother was at home, and he might have to beat him up again. He harassed the fake dictionary and yelled, "Fuck!"

"Han Jun! Why are you crazy? Let's talk about swearing and carefully your skin!" Jin Fang in the kitchen yelled loudly with a rolling pin.

"I know... I know, I'm wrong mom." Han Jun's anger was immediately replaced by his fear of his mother. He looked at this book of Xibei dejectedly.

"What the hell is this?" Han Jun, who was not interested in reading "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", simply read this "Great Work" completely written by hand, preparing to see what it was.

After turning on the second page, Han Jun was shocked and couldn't speak. The things recorded in it were far better than those of the Stories from a Chinese Studio.

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Han Jun quietly read the books in his hut for the afternoon, but he didn't even go to the toilet. Seeing this situation, Jin Fang was a little surprised. Why did Han Jun, who was originally out of character, change his nature? There is such a great magic power in a book called "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio"?

"The chapter on getting rich requires rewriting history, design drawings, composition lyrics, scripts, advertising creativity, classic quotes..." Looking at the various chapters in different categories, Han Jun sneered.

"This person is so good. Damn, there is a chapter on picking up girls? Picking up girls? This word is quite interesting. What does he want to do? Do you want to be an emperor to have three palaces and six courtyards? This classic quote is also classic, "Life is like a coffee table, full of cups." From the initial anger, to the later doubts, and then to the shock, to the ridicule, Han Jun is already overjoyed. There is a strong sense of complacency and domineeringness between the lines of this note. Han Jun thought of the young man's thin body and pale face, and it is really hard to make him believe everything recorded in the note in front of him. Although it records the many things that "has happened" from 1990 to 2009 in detail, it is very concise and serious.

What made him even more funny was that it actually recorded some of the test questions of the 1992 college entrance examination, called "The memory is really not clear, so I can only recall some of the test questions. In the 1992 college entrance examination, I must get good results and enter a prestigious school to make up for the regrets of my previous life."

"It's so fucking." But Han Jun thought about it again. He was only in the second year of high school after the summer vacation and only in the third year of high school next year. Even if the test questions were really useless to him, his cousin Jin Chengda was one class, so this part of the test questions was good. Even if it was fake, he did so many test questions every day, so he was not bad. He made up his mind to copy a copy for him to do it.

Although Han Jun didn't believe in what was recorded, those scripts made Han Jun very interested. He, who already liked science fiction novels, saw that it told many future events, and he simply regarded this fake dictionary as a science fiction novel.

And the various wonderful stories recorded in the scripts made Han Jun love them even more. If Han Jun was unwilling to return this note to the owner, the main reason was that he had not finished reading the fascinating and touching stories, right?
Chapter completed!