The New Age of Magic

Prepare for war, prepare for famine, serve the people; good men and good horses go to the Third Front!

Han Aimin returned to the 985 Factory he had dreamed of day and night. He did not want to be laid off again, nor did he want to drift from place to place anymore. He wanted to change not only his life, but his fate.

PS: This book was also known as Rebirth 1987. It was immensely exciting and would take you back to the Years of Passionate Burning.

"The Sixth Set of Radio Exercises begins now. Stretching exercise, ready, go! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."

"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"

"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"

"Stop shouting! Hurry and get Teacher Han to the hospital!"

"Who knows whether he broke a bone? Don't move him carelessly. We should call the hospital!"

Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping shouts. Opening his eyes, he saw familiar yet unfamiliar faces gathered around him, each looking more anxious than the last. Then a searing pain shot through his elbow and knee.

"Aimin is awake. Make room." A man around forty heaved a sigh of relief and asked urgently, "Aimin, are you all right?"

Unless this was a dream, the man before him should be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and big brother. He was a military cadre who had transferred to the 985 Factory after leaving the army. Since he knew nothing about technology and the factory had no shortage of political cadres, he had been assigned to teach politics at the Children's Middle School.

Behind Zhong Jianyu stood a young woman in a Floral Plaid Spring and Autumn Shirt. Her surname was Liu, and her name was Liu Pingping. She was both