Yixin Hezibai

When he received Chen Ji's call again, Zhang Zibai's expression was as if he had eaten a fly, and he was extremely painful.After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zibai carefully recalled the situation between himself and Chen Ji from the moment they met to the present. He really couldn't figure out what caught his attention.After thinking about it, there is only the last one left, which is my own massage skills?But if Chen Ji wanted to find someone who could massage, he probably had as many professionals as amateurs, so why did he meet him.Alas, he sighed, and dragged his instantly weakened body to the outside of the school.

Hearing someone call in a trance, Zhang Zibai turned his head listlessly, seeing the face that he was afraid to avoid in a hurry, Zhang Zibai was refreshed, and immediately pulled out a smiling face.

"Master Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Ji revealed a look of disgust, and his eyes signaled Zhang Zibai to get in the car.

"Master Chen, I don't know what orders you have from me today?"

"Do you have anything else besides one strength?"

KAO, in this case, why are you looking for me?Zhang Zibai laughed and said, "It's my honor to make Young Master Chen look up to you! Hehe, I just don't know what the strengths you mentioned just now are?"

"massage."

Seeing Chen Ji closing his eyes and resting his mind, Zhang Zibai shut his mouth in a sensible manner, but sitting in the car, he had no idea where the car was going, and couldn't help but start various ideas in his mind.

It wasn't until Secretary Zhang called out, "President Chen, we're here." Zhang Zibai pulled out of his mind and opened the car door. This is not a community, what do you mean?Zhang Zibai looked at Secretary Zhang in puzzlement, and then at Chen Ji behind him.

"Mr. Chen, then I'll stop the car."

Chen Ji nodded, then raised his legs and walked forward. Zhang Zibai wanted to speak but couldn't find a chance, so he had to take a step and follow behind Chen Ji.

After getting on the elevator, Zhang Zibai felt that the atmosphere became tense.Two people, in a small and closed space, can hear each other's breathing, it's really embarrassing!After finally arriving, Chen Ji glanced back, and happened to see Zhang Zibai's face as if he had escaped with amnesty.Zhang Zibai heheed twice to ease the embarrassment.Well, in fact, only he himself was embarrassed.

Following him into the apartment, Zhang Zibai looked at the decoration layout inside, and thought that this should be Chen Ji's residence, but it seemed that he didn't live there often and wasn't very popular.

"What are you doing, come here."

Hearing Chen Ji's hoarse voice, Zhang Zibai realized that Chen Ji had already leaned back on the sofa, frowning.Zhang Zibai thought to himself that he might have another headache, but did he really regard himself as a masseur?Or an on call unpaid?No, I will ask later.

When Zhang Zibai approached, Chen Ji pointed to his temples. When the cool fingertips touched his skin, Chen Ji felt a relaxed and comfortable feeling spread from the cerebral cortex to his whole body.

What should I say next?It is still necessary to communicate about the treatment of this masseuse.While Zhang Zibai was seriously massaging, he looked at Chen Ji and thought to himself.

After about 5 minutes, I heard Chen Ji say: "Shoulders." Then he automatically adjusted his posture.Zhang Zibai couldn't help but roll his eyes again in his heart, but he didn't dare to neglect the movements of his hands.

Shifting the massage area to his shoulders, Zhang Zibai increased his strength.The muscles under the fingers tensed at the first contact, and Zhang Zibai began to massage after they were completely relaxed.

Massage is a physical activity, after a while, Zhang Zibai felt that his hands were getting hot and his palms were sweating.Feeling that the speed of the massage hand gradually slowed down, and the strength was also weaker.Chen Ji reckoned that he had run out of strength, so he said, "Okay."

Hearing these two words, Zhang Zibai breathed out silently, and withdrew his hand.Chen Ji noticed that Zhang Zibai shook his hand and moved his wrist.

"You're so tired after so long, I think you're far from a professional masseur!"

You don’t feel pain in your back when you’re standing and talking, no, no, no, it’s the least painful when you’re sitting and talking.Wait, why does this person say that he is still far from a professional masseuse?Could it be that he is waiting to lower the price?Sure enough, he is a businessman, old and cunning.Zhang Zibai cursed in his heart

"Tired hands?"

It seems that this topic can't be avoided, "Yeah", just as Zhang Zi finished his vernacular, he was pulled to him.

Noticing Zhang Zibai's trembling when he was touched by him, he watched him quickly stabilize his body, for fear of bumping into himself.Chen Ji felt teasing.

"Sweating just now, it seems that the kidneys are not good." Squeezing the hand slightly smaller than myself, feeling the slightly higher temperature and humidity than myself.

Chen Ji's voice was calm, but the sarcasm in his tone did not hide at all.When Zhang Zibai heard it, there were a thousand grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.No man wants to be told that his kidneys are not good.Zhang Zibai wanted it to serve you, I can sweat!It's comfortable for you to enjoy.Of course, these are just Zhang Zibai's inner activities.In reality, Zhang Zibai could only smile awkwardly at Chen Ji, and then withdraw his hand unnaturally.

"Master Chen, do you think my massage skills are good?"

"Well, so-so."

So-so, your sister, profiteer and profiteer.Zhang Zibai said with a smile on his face:

"So what do you think of the effect?"

"so so!"

Ordinary your sister, Zhang Zibai once again lamented that she is really a profiteer.

"Look, although my skills are not as good as professional modelers, the key is that they are very useful!"

Seemingly sensing something in Zhang Zi's vernacular, Chen Ji squinted his eyes and signaled him to continue.Zhang Zibai sweated for himself in his heart, and said carefully: "There is an old saying, you don't get paid for nothing, right?" When Zhang Zibai was speaking, he kept paying attention to Chen Ji's expression, and saw that he was just listening quietly. Then he continued: "Then what I'm doing for you is sorting out the best and solving problems, right? There's no credit but there's hard work, right..."

"Say it straight."

If you still don't understand what Zhang Zibai means, Chen Ji will be living in vain.But I find it interesting.He wanted to see what Zhang Zibai had to say?

"Okay, Young Master Chen, then I won't go around in circles with you anymore." Zhang Zibai made up his mind, "Look, you have high requirements for a masseur, and you are always on call, right! Originally, I could help you I am also quite willing to work for you. It’s just that I have just entered college. College students are the poorest. Others can use their spare time to do part-time jobs. I am not dedicating my most precious time to you. You See if it's also..."

"Okay. How much do you want?"

So easy to talk to?Zhang Zibai was a little suspicious.Seeing Chen Ji's serious face, he couldn't care less, "800 a month, how about it?"

"800?" Seeing Chen Ji's perplexed look, Zhang Zibai felt a little uncertain. At this moment, Chen Ji smiled and said, "How about that, I'll give you more, and your service will be more."

"But I don't know anything else except this!"

"What I mean is that the job of your masseuse can be relaxed, such as in terms of time and location."

"It's okay, but you can't delay the school."

"This one won't."

"Then how much do you give?"

"2000."

"So many? There will be no fraud!"

"It's just a massage, nothing else." Chen Ji tried his best to put on a very sincere look, facing the other party's suspicious eyes.

If you don't make money, you don't make it for nothing. Besides, you have no choice.This person is staring at him, no matter what, he has to seek some benefits for himself!Besides, anyway, Mr. Chen has money.

"OK, deal."

Chen Ji had already seen through Zhang Zibai's pettiness.Alas, you know, money is not so easy to earn.A calculating smile flashed across.

Since becoming Chen Ji's masseur, Zhang Zibai's life in the imperial capital has become much more comfortable.He doesn't care at all whether the family gives money or not.Because he is an illegitimate child, although he entered the door, he has had a hard time since he was a child.People have to bow their heads under the eaves, but now that he has come to the imperial capital, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and birds can fly freely.Zhang Zibai thought, with this money, he wouldn't have to worry about the monthly living expenses.

At first, Zhang Zibai was worried about whether he had signed some kind of prostitution contract or something.However, after two months, Chen Ji didn't find him many times, and every time he drove to pick him up, he only massaged his temples every time.However, the money came in on time.Gradually, Zhang Zibai felt relieved, it was time to study, and Chen Ji would act as a masseuse when he came to him, and read books and write papers in the library when he wasn't looking for him.

On such a peaceful day, Zhang Zibai met a former man of the B University, Yan Yan, the young master of the Yan family.Yan Yan is a talented person with an excellent temperament. Back then at B University, he attracted countless men and women to fall in love with him.Wherever he went, there were eyes of admiration.

Coincidentally, just as Zhang Zibai came out of the library, he heard bursts of noise.He was very puzzled in his heart, and he was not curious. To save trouble, he bypassed the lecture hall and returned to the dormitory from the back road.Unexpectedly, he met the rumored man of the hour who sneaked out from the back door.

Under the light, Zhang Zibai looked at Yan Yan, his eyes met, and he felt a sense of familiarity with each other.

"Student, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Zibai, who are you?"

"My name is Yan Yan."

Yan Yan walked a few steps, took a good look at Zhang Zibai, and suddenly said with a smile: "I said what's going on? So that's the reason."

Zhang Zibai was puzzled, and Yan Yan explained: "I saw you just now, and I felt very familiar and special. You just took a closer look to understand."

"I have this feeling too." Zhang Zibai smiled naturally.

The person in front of him smiled warmly, his temperament was gentle, and his gestures were elegant.Zhang Zibai felt some respect in his heart, and his attitude became more correct.

"You look a bit like me, that's why you're so familiar. Where are you from?"

"Tongcheng people."

"Freshman?"

"Ah."

"Why didn't you come to listen to the speech? This is specially arranged by the snow school for your freshmen."

"It feels like nonsense, I don't want to hear it." Zhang Zibai blurted out.

"Hahaha, interesting, you're right, it's all nonsense, how can you go through a good university just by listening to lectures."

"Yeah, I think so too. Rather than listening to lectures, I'd rather go to the library and read."

Yan Yan looked at Zhang Zibai, and felt that she had a special feeling for him, and it seemed that they were not just similar in appearance.This person, with clear eyes and clear brows, still has the feeling of a teenager in his words and smiles, so he feels a little close.

"Do you like to practice calligraphy?"

"I learned it when I was a child, but it's not very good." Facing people who are better than ourselves, will we all have some inexplicable inferiority complex?Zhang Zibai looked at Yan Yan, this person was obviously kind and gentle, without any sense of majesty, but he began to worship him in his heart.

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Huh? Yes, tomorrow is Saturday and there are no classes." Zhang Zibai was a little embarrassed, so he could only smile.Yanyan didn't care, and continued: "Come to Rumengxuan tomorrow, just report your name."

"Okay." There is no way to refuse. Some people think that coercion and temptation can make people unable to refuse, but they forget that being kind and humble can also make people unable to refuse. One is unable and the other is unwilling.Yan Yan belongs to the latter.

On the way back, Zhang Zibai kept thinking about what Yan Yan felt like, when a gust of wind blew, and a word popped out of his mind: like a spring breeze.That's what it feels like.

After returning to the dormitory, just after taking a shower, Wu Luo came back.When he saw Zhang Zibai, he was very excited and said:

"Xiaobai, do you know? The speech tonight is really exciting. Especially the old senior of our college. I heard that this senior was a famous person in our snow school back then, and the girls were all fascinated by him."

"Oh, what's your name? You're so powerful, I adore you." Zhang Zibai asked while wiping his hair.

"Yan Yan, have you heard of it?"

Zhang Zibai thought to himself that he had never heard of it, but he had seen it.Thinking of how nice it was to say that the speech was good in front of people, Zhang Zibai once again wanted to cut his tongue, embarrassing!