I attacked the god of learning

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Future Jane? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin clicked on the WeChat video and dialed him almost the moment Jian Xing said about it in the future.

However, the video rang for a while, and was immediately hung up by Future Jianxing.

Cheng Xinglin: [? 】

Future Jianxing: [Wait a moment, there are some things I need to confirm with you in advance. 】

Future Jianxing: 【After all, 20 years have passed since I lived with you. My appearance and state must have changed a lot. 】

Future Jianxing: [Very likely, it's not the Jianxing you are familiar with or like. 】

Future Jianxing: [Perhaps, don't expect too much. 】

This is saying...

Is the future male god disfigured?

Or turned into a greasy middle-aged man with a big belly?

Cheng Xinglin described in his mind how Jian Xing looked about fifty catties fatter.

In the end, I still felt that even if I gained a hundred catties, Jian Xing would still be a good-looking fat man.

Cold white skin, white and fat, actually quite good.

Cheng Xinglin: [I think so. 】

Future Jianxing: [Huh? 】

Cheng Xinglin: [No matter what you look like in the future, I will still like you. 】

Before Cheng Xing finished sending this sentence, he saw that Future Jianxing was typing.

This time, the ongoing input lasted for a long time, and in the end, Jian Xing from the future did not send anything.

Instead, a video call invitation came.

Cheng Xinglin immediately clicked on the connection.

Maybe it's because after all, it's a video call against time and space.

In the first 2 minutes, it was almost impossible to see people clearly in the screen.

"Wait...wait...let me adjust..."

The voice over there was also sporadic, and Cheng Xinglin seemed to see the future Jian Xing standing up, swaying over to sort something, and then swaying over to get things.

The black suit turned in front of the camera, making it difficult to see the fat and thin, let alone the face.

In the end, Future Jian Xing simply disappeared.

However, the picture gradually became clearer.

Cheng Xinglin could see all kinds of large pure white instruments inside the lens, as well as countless complex electronic screens with dark green data flashing on them.

After 5 minutes, Cheng Xinglin finally heard the sound of footsteps extending from the side.

The laboratory is very empty, so the footsteps are light but very loud.

Then there was the sound of footsteps, and a piece of white flew into the camera—it was the white of the white coat that was blown to both sides by the wind brought by the walking.

Immediately afterwards, there were two slender, straight legs wrapped in suit pants.

Cheng Xinglin's heart beat wildly in an instant——

He saw the white coat gradually approaching, and the camera showed a thin waist wrapped in a pure black suit.

Seeing Jianxing in the future coming to the camera of the mobile phone, and then slowly sitting down with him, he revealed his dark gray shirt, a tie without the slightest wrinkle, and a protruding Adam's apple that was resisted by the beautifully tied bow tie.

Then Jian Xing sat down, showing his slightly flat chin.

Then, Jian Xing lifted the phone up, revealing his entire face - a super young face.

The whole face does not show that he is nearly forty years old, no more than 30 years old at most.

Only the gold-rimmed glasses on his face added a little age to him, exuding an aura of a mature man that Jian Xing doesn't have now.

Cheng Xinglin stared blankly in front of the phone.

Staring intently at the future Jianxing in the phone, he couldn't say a word.

"Little friend." The future Jian Xing couldn't help laughing when he saw his appearance, "There is no expression at all, what do you mean?"

"I……"

"How about it, I didn't grow up to be an uncle who disappointed you, did I?"

"of course not!"

Not only did it not, but it exceeded expectations, exceeded expectations, okay? ? ?

A middle-aged greasy man who was fat and white? ? ?

How could it be so handsome? ? ?

"That's good." In the future, Jian Xing smiled - different from the present Jian Xing who is almost expressionless at any time, this Jian Xing likes to laugh, but when he smiles, he has a majesty that Jian Xing did not have before.

"Then..." The future Jian Xing smiled, "Do you like the future me?"

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Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin suppressed his frantic heartbeat, and said cautiously: "It's just... because you are so handsome, telling you that I like you always gives me the feeling that I am cheating..."

In the future, Jian Xing couldn't help laughing. Just when he was about to stop teasing the children, he heard Cheng Xinglin say, "But, I like it..."

The future Jian Xing was slightly taken aback, raised his eyes, and looked at Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin didn't dare to look at him, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I don't like you because you don't have a disability, and I don't like you because you are handsome. You are Jian Xing, so I will always like you..."

After Cheng Xinglin said this, he felt a little insincere not to look at Jian Xing in the camera.

He raised his head, looked at Jian Xing in the future, and frowned: "Well...why are your eyes red?"

Future Jianxing seemed to be in a daze, but when he heard this sentence, he subconsciously raised his hand, as if he wanted to rub his eyes.

But the next moment, he stopped his posture.

Future Jianxing said calmly, "Maybe it's because of staying up late."

"Oh...are you busy at work?"

"Always be busy for a while-by the way, you sent me a message just now? Ask me how to say the first sentence to him?"

"Yeah!" Cheng Xinglin nodded hurriedly.

"It's like this, you don't need to talk to him first." Future Jianxing smiled, "Let him, take the initiative, come to chat with you."

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Hearing Jian Xing's confident and slow answer in the future, Cheng Xinglin was stunned for a moment, and then said frantically, "How could this be possible???"

That's Jian Xing, Jian Shen, one hundred people want to chat with him every day.

It's not easy to give him the Penguin number, okay? ? ?

Let the other party talk to me first, what kind of dream is that! ! !

"Why not, I can do it with me." Future Jianxing said.

"Then tell me, I'll listen to you."

If it wasn't for the fact that the wall he was sitting on was too narrow, Cheng Xinglin would have wanted to lie flat—whatever, in the future Jian Xing said what he would do.

"Look at my profile picture, what is it?" Future Jianxing asked.

"It's a kitten." Cheng Xinglin suddenly realized, "Well, Xingshu, do you want me to post cat videos on Moments?"

Future Jianxing: "...what did you call me?"

"Running script!" Cheng Xinglin replied, "But don't worry, it's not uncle's book, it's running script, regular script, and cursive script. Listening to it like this, doesn't it make me feel better?"

Future Jianxing: "..." There seems to be no difference.

Cheng Xinglin smiled and skipped the title, and said to Future Jianxing: "But running script, it might be unrealistic for me to post cat pictures."

Future Jianxing looked at Cheng Xinglin quietly.

Cheng Xinglin: "You must also know that my silly cat has been abused before - it was turned on with a flashlight and took a video of the cat's eyes, so it is very afraid of someone pointing a mobile phone at it."

Future Jianxing: "I know."

Cheng Xinglin thought about it, and didn't give Jianxing a chance to speak in the future: "Actually, it's okay to turn on the back camera to take a sneak shot and post it on Moments, but... people have human rights, but cats have cat rights!"

Cheng Xinglin: "When we humans fall in love, we don't need to bother little animals all the time!"

Cheng Xinglin said, and made a K for Jianxing in the future——

Obviously it's just the first meeting, but Jian Xing is very relaxed about the future.

"Okay, the kind-hearted Xiaolin is going home to sleep." Future Jane said.

Cheng Xinglin: "Hey, I sent a message—"

"I'll make arrangements, and I promise that tomorrow night at the latest, Jane will send you the first message, trust me, okay?"

In fact, Cheng Xinglin likes to take everything into his own hands.

For example, in the future, he doesn't want the breakfast that Jian Xing buys for Jian Xing, he has to buy it himself.

If someone else told him "I'll arrange it", Cheng Xinglin would definitely not buy it.

But when Jian Xing said so in the future, Cheng Xinglin didn't intend to resist.

Cheng Xinglin: "Okay, thank you for the running script."

"Will you still eat preserved egg and lean meat porridge tomorrow morning?" Future Jianxing asked again.

"Ah, no need." Cheng Xinglin said immediately, "I've made porridge! I'll eat it at home tomorrow morning!"

Future Jianxing glanced behind Cheng Xinglin - behind him was a signboard of a canteen, obviously impossible to appear at home.

But Jian Xing in the future didn't say anything, just smiled and said: "Okay then, go home early, my communication time is almost up, Xiaolin good night."

"Good night, running script!"

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin deliberately waited until the future Jian Xing disconnected naturally, then picked up the phone, and jumped off the fence.

After jumping off the fence, he didn't take a few steps when he saw a kitten pacing under the street lamp and "meowing" at him.

Seeing him coming, Mimiba hurried over to rub his legs.

Cheng Xinglin was so cute by it, he squatted down and ruaed the kitty's head: "It's pretty conscientious, you know come out and wait for me."

Mimiba was very helpful, and raised her neck and "meow~" again.

Cheng Xinglin saw it was cute, picked it up, and put it on top of his head.

Cheng Xinglin walked forward with the cat on his shoulders, and said to it: "Little cat, little cat, a conscientious little cat——I will protect you well, and besides that, I will also have a good relationship, understand!"

"Meow!" The kitten didn't understand, but upon hearing this, the kitten was majestic like a lion king, grinning at the air and meowing loudly.

Cheng Xinglin saw the kitten shaking his head from the shadow, and he himself followed the kitten's example, walking with teeth and claws.

The dark warm lights in the alley lengthened the two figures.

When the two of them went home happily to sleep.

Seven kilometers away, Jian Xing just closed the calculus workbook he had finished.

He had just closed the book when the phone turned on.

A short number like 10086 sent him health subscription content.

Jian Xing doesn't remember when he subscribed to this kind of thing.

But he clicked in anyway—not to read, but to clean.

Jian Xing clicked in and found that the push tonight was: [Stomach pain is not a disease, it hurts really badly. 】

Jian Xing: "..."

Jian Xing took his mobile phone, clicked on this push, and finished reading the development and symptoms of stomach disease on the way from the desk to the bedside.

Jian Xing sat on his bed and silently recalled the logo on Cheng Xinglin's cup of hot porridge today.

If I remember correctly...

It should be a nameless porridge shop.

Jian Xing turned off the stomach disease notification, clicked on the map of Gaode, and searched for the nameless porridge shop.

——In a Chongqing city, there are at least [-] unnamed porridge shops, and there are more than [-] in their district alone.

Jian Xing: "..."

There are too many random people in this city.

Jian Xing could only stand up again, and walked from the bed to the computer.

He opened Excel, and in a posture of thinking about extremely difficult math problems, he made a comprehensive ranking of several unnamed porridge shops near his home and school according to the dimensions of score, distance, and advantage.

In the end, Jian Xing chose one, and ordered a favorite on Dianping.

When Jian Xing was tossing about, Cheng Xinglin had already gone to bed, went to bed early, and didn't wake up too late the next day.

Cheng Xinglin calmly took the unfinished pills, put the kitten in his schoolbag

First go out and buy food for it, throw it on the side of the road to play casually, and then go to see what to eat by yourself.

Chongqing has a rich breakfast in the morning, and there are all kinds of delicious food along the street, such as steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, camellia oleifera...

Cheng Xinglin looked at the past one by one, feeling——

A bowl of small noodles should be good.

Cheng Xinglin found a small noodle restaurant with the best business, and ordered at the door holding the pills—"Boss, the noodles in red soup with sea pepper are heavy...spicy?"

Before Cheng Xinglin finished his request, he suddenly felt his schoolbag being lifted up.

Then, an unknown thing was thrown in.

"Hey, you didn't do it—" Cheng Xinglin turned his head abruptly, and went directly into the fighting mode, and then, he found out...

The person standing behind him is Jian Xing.

"What are you doing... why are you pulling my schoolbag?" Cheng Xinglin restrained his arrogance instantly.

Jian Xing didn't explain, and looked up at the small noodle shop: "Red soup noodles? Add sea pepper? Heavy spicy?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin was still holding the medicine that Jian Xing gave him.

I also know that I am wrong, so I can only pretend to look down at what is inside the schoolbag.

He touched the warm thing inside, and when he took it out, his face was very pleasantly surprised.

"—Preserved egg porridge with lean meat?"

"It's probably not that you like that store." Jian Xing said, "But the rating website said it's okay-the medicine needs to be taken after meals. The school doctor told me yesterday, but didn't tell you."

Jian Xing's words are all-encompassing, and it's okay to turn his busy comprehensive sorting into a scoring website.

He also explained that the porridge was delivered because you didn't know the doctor's order.

Cheng Xinglin was confused, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, senior!"

Jian Xing: "..."

Jian Xing: "You're welcome, let's go to school together?"

Cheng Xinglin nodded quickly.

Both of them came early, and there were not many people on the street, so Cheng Xinglin carried his schoolbag in front of him, and as he walked, he couldn't wait to open the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

He was either hungry and in a hurry to eat, or the porridge given by his senior...

I was so happy, I didn't think about anything, I just ate it.

The taste of this restaurant is actually not as good as the one he likes.

But all of a sudden, Cheng Xinglin felt—there might be no better preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the world.

Jian Xing usually sees a lot of people walking and eating, but there is nothing but the words "really amazing" in his heart.

Watching Cheng Xinglin walking and eating today, Jian Xing only had one thought in his mind.

—Bring him breakfast tomorrow?

Cheng Xinglin felt Jian Xing's gaze, but understood it in a different way.

Cheng Xinglin took a spoonful of porridge, raised it up and asked, "Senior, would you like some?"

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin was stunned for a moment.

He touched the spoon with his mouth, and asked Jian Xing if he would like to eat a little, it was really amazing! !

Cheng Xinglin's ears turned red quickly, and before Jian Xing could express his opinion, he quickly stuffed the spoonful of porridge into his mouth: "Return, forget it."

Jian Xing: "..."

Jian Xing took out a bottle of mineral water from the side pocket of his schoolbag, and unscrewed the cap: "Well, I'll just drink water."

With such an oolong, Cheng Xinglin bowed his head in embarrassment and hurried to eat.

I didn't even go to school, and a bowl of porridge was almost enough.

Putting the lid on and stuffing the schoolbag with trash, Cheng Xinglin took out the small pills he had just stuffed into the pocket of his school uniform.

He put the pill in his hand and threw it into his mouth, ready to swallow it straight down—

As a person with a rough life, it is only natural to take medicine without water.

Cheng Xinglin's throat moved, and just as he was about to perform a "swallowing pills raw" for Jian Xing, Jian Xing grabbed his wrist.

Jian Xing frowned slightly, and put the bottle of mineral water he took out just now to Cheng Xinglin's lips—"Take medicine and drink water."