Xu Xian, the Newly Crowned Third-Place Scholar, Was More Than Just Accomplished in Both Letters and Arms

Prepare for war and famine for the people; good people 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 keep drifting from place to place. He wanted to change not only his life, but his fate.

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

"The 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!"

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

"Aimin's awake. Make room." A man around forty breathed a sigh of relief and asked anxiously, "Aimin, are you all right?"

Unless this was a dream, the man before him had to be Zhong Jianyu, once both his colleague and big brother. He had been a military cadre transferred to the 985 Factory. Since he knew nothing about technology and the factory had no shortage of political cadres, he had been assigned to the Children's Middle School as a politics teacher.

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 not only a 985 Factory Descendant, but