The Xuanmen Civil War Ends, Western Teaching Is About to Enter the Stage

Prepare for war and famine for the people; good people and good horses to the Third Front!

Han Aimin returned to the 985 Factory he had long dreamed of. 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.

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

"Sixth Set of Radio Exercises now begins. Stretching Exercise, ready, begin! 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 and get Teacher Han to the hospital!"

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

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

"Aimin's awake. Make some room." A man around forty sighed in relief and urgently asked, "Aimin, are you all right?"

If this was not a dream, then the man before him should be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and old big brother. He was a military cadre who had transferred to the 985 Factory after leaving the service. 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.

The young woman behind Zhong Jianyu, wearing a Floral Plaid Spring and Autumn Shirt, was surnamed Liu—Liu Pingping. She was both a 985 Factory Descendant and third sister's classmate from daycare