Chapter 3: I Like You, That's All.

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Once upon a time, Han Ning was also a goddess in Fang Yi's heart. In his previous life, every time he recalled his youthful years, Fang Yi would regret never having confessed to her before his high school life ended.

Now that he had been reborn, would he still carry that regret?

Thinking this, Fang Yi strode towards the second row.

At this moment, Han Ning was buried in her practice questions. Suddenly, the light dimmed, and then a popsicle appeared before her eyes. This sudden sight made her slightly愣. After regaining her composure, Han Ning slowly looked up, her face filled with confusion as she looked at Fang Yi.

"For you!" Fang Yi said with a light smile.

"Tha... thank you!" Han Ning took the popsicle, her expression a little bewildered.

By this time, Fang Yi's actions had attracted the attention of many. Numerous classmates put down their pens and papers, ready for some gossip.

After giving the popsicle, Fang Yi showed no intention of leaving. He continued, "Oh, there's something I want to tell you."

"What is it?" Han Ning's big eyes fluttered, her tone laced with a hint of confusion and a touch of curiosity.

"I like you!"

When Fang Yi spoke these four words, the entire classroom instantly fell silent.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately after, an uproar erupted, the classroom erupting like a boiling pot. The girls' eyes shimmered with intense curiosity, while the boys' expressions grew tense, afraid that Han Ning would accept Fang Yi's confession. In their eyes, Fang Yi was quite a threat. He was 1.8 meters tall, his looks were not bad—at least an eighty out of a hundred. While his grades weren't excellent, they weren't too bad either. He had a cheerful and sunny personality, and he played the guitar well.

Han Ning, the person directly involved, remained remarkably calm.

Glancing at her tightly clenched small fists and the faint blush appearing on her neck, Fang Yi's lips couldn't help but curve upwards. Why hadn't he noticed how interesting she was before? Her attempt to maintain composure had a strangely adorable quality.

Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, then Han Ning nodded, saying softly, "I… I know!"

"Mhm!" Fang Yi smiled, then turned and walked away.

This scene left the gossiping classmates in the classroom dumbfounded.

That's it? It's over?

"I like you," and then what? I was all ready for something, and that's all I get?

The girls were somewhat disappointed, while the boys collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

…

On his way back to his seat, Fang Yi took in the expressions of his classmates.

And then?

Sorry, no "then."

"I like you" was just about leaving no regrets in my youth, nothing more.

Good, one item on the rebirth wish list accomplished: Confessed to the class monitor √

As he passed Zhao Wanqiu's seat, she grabbed him, her face full of confusion. "Brother Yi, was that considered a confession?"

"What do you think?" Fang Yi left her with a rhetorical question and returned to his seat in the last row.

The confession just now had completely changed the atmosphere in the classroom, like pouring a basin of water into a sizzling oil pan. And at this moment, Fang Yi felt much like a person who had accomplished his task and then brushed off his clothes, leaving. Gotta say, it's truly exhilarating to "flex and run"!

Settling his mind, Fang Yi opened a blank page in his notebook, picked up his pen, and began to plan for himself. During lunch, inspired by Shen Hao, he had figured out how to earn his first pot of gold.

That's right, by being a "plagiarist author." Unsure of the acceptance of online novels in this era, Fang Yi chose the safest option: supernatural stories. Compared to fantasy and urban genres, tales of ghosts and strange powers were more easily accepted and understood.

As for which book to copy… Fang Yi thought for a while and finally decided on Ghost Blows Out the Light! Firstly, this book didn't require high literary skill, and secondly, he didn't need to remember every single plot detail. The core of this book was adventure and treasure hunting; as long as he remembered the general story outline and revolved around that core, he could freely fill in the plot. Lastly, and most importantly, this book was incredibly good!

After earning his first pot of gold with the royalties from Ghost Blows Out the Light, making money afterward would be much easier. Whether it was reselling domain names or investing in other businesses, Fang Yi was confident he could earn 3 million yuan within three months!

With these 3 million yuan, next year he could secure the domestic agency rights for Legend of Mir 2 (Korean MMORPG The Legend of Mir 2) before Shanda Games. And with Legend of Mir 2 as a cash cow, Fang Yi would have the capital to enter the electronics industry in at most one year.

It's worth noting that back then, Shanda's Chen Tianqiao had only 300,000 US dollars left of his entire fortune. After using this money to secure the agency rights for Legend of Mir 2, by 2005, he had squeezed out NetEase's Ding Lei with a net worth of 15 billion yuan, becoming the richest person in China. From acquiring the agency rights in 2001 to 2005, Legend of Mir 2 alone earned him tens of billions of yuan in just four years. This was faster than robbing a bank! Even just before Fang Yi's rebirth, the Legend of Mir IP was still generating hundreds of millions in profit for Shanda annually.

If Fang Yi didn't seize such an obvious cash cow, he might as well kill himself.

To be precise, Legend of Mir 2 was actually developed by Korea's Wemade company in 1995. So why did Fang Yi, knowing this, wait until next year? The reason was simple: the environment!

Currently, there was no environment for online games to thrive in China. Internet cafes existed, but they were very few, and the internet fees were extremely expensive, unaffordable for ordinary people. It wasn't until next year that internet cafes in China would see an explosive surge, with all kinds of legitimate and illegitimate "black internet cafes" filling cities and towns across the country. Only when ordinary people could afford it could the soil for online games be nurtured.

There is no hero who creates the times; it has always been the times that create heroes. In an era of wild growth, even a pig standing on the wind's current could fly. Similarly, a large part of Jack Ma's achievements was due to benefiting from the country's rapid development. Without a Jack Ma, there would still have been a Jack Li, or a Jack Zhang!