The chalk screeched against the blackboard as the Chinese teacher, speaking in a not-so-standard Chongqing dialect, repeatedly reminded everyone that this poem was likely to be on the exam this year, and similar key points could be found everywhere in the three years of high school Chinese textbooks.

Chen Yao listened attentively to the lesson and made a key mark on the poem "Bring in the Wine" with her pen, only occasionally glancing at her deskmate out of the corner of her eye.

Jiang Xia sat upright, holding a pen in his right hand, head down, seemingly listening attentively to the lecture, but in reality, his left hand was constantly tapping on the buttons of his phone.

Aside from lamenting how harmful the internet is, Chen Yao had no other thoughts. She had chosen her own path, and if she didn't work hard now, she would regret it in the future.

The teacher's voice was selectively filtered by the students, and he occasionally chimed in with a few words. Even Jiang Xia himself probably didn't know what he was saying, as his attention was already drawn to the content he had searched on his phone.

In 2009, 3G was just emerging, and the domestic Internet entered an era of rapid and unbridled growth. Although the feature phones of that era were not as convenient as the smartphones of later generations, and the web pages displayed on the small screens were still very crude, they were enough for him to surf the Internet.

"Full-Time Warriors" is an action role-playing fighting online game developed by Neopie in South Korea and operated in mainland China by Tenglong Games.

Looking at the webpage description, Jiang Xia couldn't help but fall into deep thought. His rebirth was not what it seemed to mean; the timeline had also changed as a result.

Although I've never heard of Tenglong Games, like Full-Time Warriors, it's obviously a copy of Tencent at first glance.

So he clicked on more related links, and his suspicions were gradually confirmed.

—It's not that my memory is faulty, but rather that I was reborn into a parallel Earth that is the same as my previous life. This has resulted in many familiar names and events being different to varying degrees. Fortunately, the differences are not significant, and the overall course of the world has not been derailed as a result.

But this conclusion alone is not enough. To be ahead of others in everything after being reborn, one must figure out what is the same as in the previous life and what has not yet happened.

Dwelling too much on history is pointless; only the present matters.

After going around in circles, I discovered that many things that existed in my previous life already exist in this world. Although there have been slight changes in the names, the essence remains the same.

It's true that he has the development path for the next ten years or so in his mind, but without technology and funds, who can't just talk about wild and unrealistic concepts?

Even if you find an angel investor and talk to them at length about the future prospects of various industries, they will only think that this high school student's ideas are too naive.

Most importantly, Jiang Xia is not a businessman. From head to toe, inside and out, he is an artist, or at least that's what he thinks.

Thinking of the arts, he nervously typed a few animation-related keywords into Baidu. After a long wait of several tens of seconds, the lagging webpage finally redirected.

I don't know if it's because the timeline has changed, or because the influence of a certain island nation in the East is almost zero in this world. In any case, the art styles of this era tend to be more realistic. He couldn't find any of the 2D waifus he was familiar with from his previous life, and he couldn't find any information about some classic IPs at all!

Is this just how people in this era like XP?

No, absolutely not. Jiang Xia prefers to believe that it is the distorted development of art that has led people astray in their aesthetic appreciation.

In other words, is the world's animation industry still an untapped blue ocean?

Look at this, what the hell does "matching your major" even mean!

A reincarnated individual, standing at the forefront of a trend, with countless works that have withstood the test of the market in his mind, and an animation producer, can recreate them all given enough time.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

Seemingly noticing that her deskmate's breathing had become somewhat rapid and heavy, Chen Yao turned her head and looked at him with a questioning gaze.

What's wrong with you?

My cat is about to give birth.

"???"

Chen Yao's face darkened, and she decided to ignore him. Was there something wrong with this guy? "Your cat's about to give birth, why are you so agitated? Are they even your babies?"

Jiang Xia took a few deep breaths to calm his burning emotions.

Regardless of whether or not the animation needs to be remade like in the previous life, this matter cannot be rushed.

The information we have now is still very limited, and we need to conduct a more detailed review before we can proceed with any further plans.

In the senior year of high school, Chinese classes often turn into memorization classes. Students memorize classical Chinese texts, poems, and the beginnings and endings of perfect essays. Amidst the sound of students reading aloud, the bell for the last class in the afternoon finally rings.

It's time to eat.

Wang Ming walked over with his rice bowl and held out his hand, saying, "Old Jiang, can I have your phone now? I've been seeing you with your head down the whole time, what did you find out?"

Jiang Xia handed over the brick-like computer whose search history had been cleared long ago: "The internet speed is too slow, and web pages can't be opened at all. But listen to me, practicing with red eyes is definitely the right thing to do."

What is red-eye?

"Uh, it's the War Maniac you mentioned, ridiculously strong."

"Are you sure? I think your sword soul skill looks cooler."

"What's the use of being handsome? Your damage output is negligible, and you can barely solo the entire map. If it were you, which would you choose?"

"Hehehe, let's go with the Berserker. We're different classes, so we won't fight over equipment. You carry me now, and I'll carry you later."

Hearing Lao Wang's boastful words, Jiang Xia rolled her eyes and took out a bowl and chopsticks from her desk: "Let's go, let's eat first, and then we'll go to the internet cafe tonight."

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