After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Fu Jincheng took Wen Jian's reminder to heart.

The next day, I went to find someone who could help me (approximately) and asked how to express to the person I like so that I could show that I cherish him/her.

Anton almost spit out his milk tea.

"Huh? Confession? Confession of what? Confession to whom?"

"Wen Yinuo." Fu Jincheng replied, "There is only one."

"Ah?" Anton was shocked. "Boss, do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

The day before, Fu Jincheng was still crying in front of him, not knowing when he would get a response.

How come Fu Jincheng is going to confess his feelings after just one night?

What happened to this world?

Could it be that Fu Jincheng finally stopped being timid and decided to go straight for it?

Judging from the emotion written on Anton's face, Fu Jincheng, who understood his inner thoughts, let out a deep breath:

"Don't let your imagination run wild, no."

Wen Yinuo doesn't like him, but he won't confess his feelings.

——After all, under this premise, as long as he doesn’t reveal his true feelings, at least as a "brother", he can always stay by Wen Yinuo's side.

It's different now.

"Xiaobao likes me, too."

Fu Jincheng's hair was full of pride.

"Think about it quickly. What should I do so that Wen Yinuo will remember it for the rest of his life."

Anton: ...

Anton just wanted to bite the sheets and cry.

Why? He really couldn't understand.

Doesn’t it mean that people who grew up together can only be brothers and sisters?

Why is it that Fu Jincheng has someone who loves him and has a wife?

He wants to see his sweetheart get married and have children, and she won't need him even if she has a mistress.

Anton refused to accept!

"Boss, isn't this really something you made up in your mind?" Anton tried to comfort himself with a final dying struggle.

"Definitely not." Fu Jincheng laughed sarcastically, "Xiaobao said it himself."

Anton's defense was completely broken. He took a big gulp of milk tea and bit the pearls in his mouth as if they were Fu Jincheng.

Damn it, damn it, why is it that Fu Jincheng, who seems to be a bad guy just by hearing his name, has a wife since he was young!

He, Anton, is of mixed descent from four countries. His family has assets worth nearly 100 billion yuan, and he has won various awards since he was a child.

Why can’t I even be a mistress!

Fu Jincheng watched Anton switch back and forth between defense breaking and normal at leisure, and finally he suddenly realized.

"Someone contacted you again and asked you to attend the full moon banquet for your Bai Yueguang's child."

Anton: ...

do not talk.

Besides, he's really going to break.

The more he looked like this, the more Fu Jincheng believed in his guess.

In the past, Fu Jincheng would have laughed at him mercilessly.

Now, Fu Jincheng, who needs Anton's help, would not think about it.

He will comfort.

"It's okay, relax." Fu Jincheng patted Anton's shoulder with the look of a good brother, "There are so many men and women in this world, you can always meet someone you like again."

Anton: "...My sexual orientation is female."

"Oh, that's okay." Fu Jincheng's tone was calm, "That's still half."

Anton wanted to flip the table.

But he didn't dare.

Seeing Anton gradually calm down, Fu Jincheng spoke again:

"Can you calm down now? If you can, think about how I should express my feelings."

Anton, who couldn't overturn the table, really couldn't bear it anymore.

"My dear cousin, would you mind thinking about who you are asking?"

"Everyone I like is married and has children one after another, and you let me plan a confession for you."

"Do you want me to die?"

Fu Jincheng's conscience pricked for a moment, and then he suddenly realized what was going on and stabbed himself with the knife.

"Yeah."

"You haven't even caught up with anyone yet, why would I be so stupid as to come looking for you?"

Anton: “…Get out!”

Stop messing with him.

Fu Jincheng walked very quickly.

I went back to the office, blatantly gave myself a vacation, locked the office door, and openly slacked off.

That poor boy Anton was of no help.

But now that the Internet is so developed, he just doesn't believe that he can't find anything that can help him.

If it doesn't work, he will spend money to find other people.

Like Fu Jincheng, Wen Yinuo was also thinking about how to confess to Fu Jincheng so that he would appear serious and not just having a momentary illusion.

However, this idea did not bother Wen Yinuo for too long.

In just half a day, he was already overwhelmed by the deadline for submitting the entry.

Don't even think about confessing your feelings.

When Wen Yinuo is busy, go and ask him his last name.

Wen Yinuo couldn't answer.

The first draft design was revised hundreds of times until it was finally revised to a level that both the instructor and Wen Yinuo himself were satisfied with.

——In fact, the participating mentors were already very satisfied when they saw the 27th version of the design draft revised by Wen Yinuo.

He also used his many years of reputation to guarantee Wen Yinuo that he would definitely get a good ranking.

But Wen Yinuo himself was not satisfied with that version of the manuscript.

Because the finished product made from the design draft is not just for participating in the competition.

It was also a gift he wanted to give to Wen Jian and Fu Jincheng.

Nothing careless.

That's why the boy went over it again and again, revising it more than ten times a day, and it took him more than a week to finally get it completely revised.

——During this period, Wen Yinuo also faced his own emotional troubles.

I finally solved the problem, but when I looked up, there were less than five days left.

If you want to complete the final product in less than five days, you don’t have to go without sleep.

But at least seventeen or eighteen hours a day are spent on it.

For this purpose, the tutor specially asked for leave for Wen Yinuo. Before the submission of the manuscript, Wen Yinuo could stay in the classroom and participate in normal classes.

Without going to class, Wen Yinuo can be said to live directly in the studio——

I really live in the studio.

Starting from the day after he left home at eight o'clock the next morning without avoiding Wen Jian, Wen Yinuo did not come back for two consecutive nights.

The studio is heated, so you don't have to worry about being cold, and there is also a rest room.

When I am awake, I am busy cutting, grinding and polishing the materials needed for the brooch. When I feel sleepy, I just lie down in the rest room.

I was hungry, so in order to save time, I just ate some bread and milk.

Then continue working.

The instructor felt very sorry when he saw Wen Yinuo struggling so hard.

I told him time and again that it was okay even if he wasn't perfect, he was still young, only eighteen years old.

The future has endless possibilities.

Wen Yinuo did not accept it.

Because he thought of the best way to confess to Fu Jincheng.

The brooch was something I had planned to give away long ago, and I couldn’t express my feelings through gifts.

Then, when he stood on the world podium, he told everyone.

While thanking his mother, he also thanked the person he loved, Fu Jincheng.

He just didn't believe that with so many people watching, Fu Jincheng would still think that he was just young and impulsive.

The instructors were all heartbroken, and Wen Jian and Fu Jincheng were even more heartbroken.

However, Wen Yinuo was not forced to do so. He did it for his own dreams and future.

As the two people who have supported Wen Yinuo in living for himself since childhood, they have no position and will not persuade him.

I can only pray silently in my heart, hoping that Wen Yinuo won't have any health problems while he works so hard for his future.

You can stay healthy forever.

They don’t care whether their works can win awards or not.

Because Wen Yinuo will always be the first in their hearts.