The Song Dynasty's Integration into the Immortal Qin System and the Model of Cultural Invasion

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

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

PS: This book was also known as 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. Hurry and get Teacher Han to the hospital!"

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

Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping cries. 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 in his forties let out a sigh of relief and asked anxiously, "Aimin, are you all right?"

Unless he was dreaming, the man before him should have been his former colleague and big brother, Zhong Jianyu. He was a military cadre who had been 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 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