The Price of Rebirth [System]

"So the teacher is working as the housekeeper in my house now?!" Before Yuan Jun could swallow the cauliflower in his mouth, he opened his mouth wide in surprise. yes……"

Zhang Chongji smiled, picked up a piece of green pepper, stuffed it into his mouth and winked at Yuan Jun: "So this is also a kind of fate?"

"Although this is true, it always feels awkward..."

"I'm your teacher at school, and your housekeeper at home, uh," Zhang Chongji propped his chin and looked at the awkward boy opposite him with a smile, "I seem to be able to take care of Yuan Jun everywhere..."

"Teacher..." Yuan Jun became more and more embarrassed, his cheeks blushed, and he touched the back of his head in embarrassment, "It will be very tiring to go back and forth like this..."

"It's okay," Zhang Chongji fiddled with the food indifferently, and his gentle smile made people feel very comfortable, "The young masters of the Yuan family treat me more gently."

"Second brother also...?" Yuan Jun mentioned it hesitantly, with a somewhat uncertain expression.

"Ah," Zhang Chongji whispered, his eyes twinkled, and he smiled, "Second Young Master is also very nice."

"Except for being a bit stinky and picky, I really can't find anything wrong."

"puff--"

Yuan Jun burst out laughing all of a sudden, his smiling eyes made his face even more delicate and shy.

"It's the first time I've heard someone speak out about big brother's shortcomings so directly..."

"Student Yuan Jun mind?"

"No, no, no..." Yuan Jun waved his hands hurriedly, holding back his smile, "I just think Mr. Wu...is very interesting."

[Ding Dong——Gain 10% favorability of the target person "Yuan Jun", currently 50% favorability, host Sang, come on, come on, come on, come on! ! 】

"Actually, when I returned to China, I heard that there was a teacher Wu Jing in the school who was elegant and gentle, and treated the students very gently. Now it seems that I am even better than the rumors." Yuan Jun smiled happily, showing no pretense. The sincere eyes and the smile on the corner of the mouth hurt Zhang Chongji's eyes.

"Really..." Zhang Zhongji lowered his eyes and smiled softly.

Wu Jing, are you excellent...

The original mood became very bad because of the good impression sounded in my mind.

Wu Jing, Wu Jing, Wu Jing, is he Wu Jing?

If he is Wu Jing, then where did Zhang Chongji go?

The sudden sense of irritability and boredom made his chest very heavy.

Suddenly he didn't want to talk anymore, Zhang Chongji reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, pretending to be nonchalant: "Ah, I think I have something to do this afternoon, so I have to go first... Are you okay, classmate Yuan Jun?"

"Ah, it's okay, teacher, let's go to work first."

After nodding his head and getting up, the smile in Zhang Chongji's eyes gradually faded the moment he turned around.

The footsteps were in a hurry, but when turning out of the intersection of the restaurant, he bumped into a chest abruptly.

Damn.

Cursing in his heart, Zhang Chongji was in a mood right now that he no longer wanted to put on a good face, he raised his head, and a handsome face that was careless came into view.

"Where are you going, teacher, in such a hurry?"

It's Fu Jun.

Zhang Chongji suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the person in front of him, pursed his lips and said, "Get out of the way."

"Tsk, with such an expression, are you in a bad mood?" Fu Jun whispered in Zhang Chongji's ear with that handsome and frivolous face, "Such an angry look, could it be that someone has discovered that hypocritical posture? "

The irritability in his heart was even worse. Zhang Chongji pushed Fu Jun away without warmth and was about to walk forward. Before he took a few steps, he felt that one of his wrists was being pulled.

Looking back indifferently, the temperature in Zhang Zhongji's eyes was as cold as freezing.

"Since you're in a bad mood," Fu Jun had a presumptuous smile on his lips, "Then why don't you go out for a drink together?"

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The cold wine was poured into the throat, followed by a hot and tingling shivering sensation.

Zhang Chongji looked at the transparent glass in his hand and suddenly wanted to laugh.

In fact, he really laughed out loud, his low laughter was depressing and dull.

"Hey," pushing Zhang Chongji's shoulder, Fu Jun propped his chin and squinted at him with a glass of wine, "What kind of blow is this?

This look, tsk, really doesn't look like you. "

Not like him, who is it like?Wu Jing or Zhang Chongji?

Zhang Chongji took another sip of wine, turned to Fu Jun with a low smile and said, "Student Fu Jun, do you know Zhang Chongji?"

"Zhang Chongji? Who is it?" Fu Jun frowned, then smiled jokingly, "Your lover?"

Zhang Chongji lowered his head and laughed.

"My mistress? Huh—that's interesting."

"Hey——" Fu Jun grabbed Zhang Chongji's wrist and frowned, "Aren't you drunk, teacher?"

Throwing off his shackles, Zhang Chongji raised his eyes to look at him, and bent his eyes with a smile: "Then do you know who Wu Jing is?"

"Wu Jing isn't that you." Fu Jun looked at him like an idiot, with a sarcastic tone, "You're so drunk so quickly that you don't even know who you are?"

"Really...Wu Jing is me, so what about Zhang Chongji?"

Whispering, Zhang Chongji closed his eyes and lied weakly on the bar.

Zhang Chongji's mind is very clear, but at this moment he would rather be drunk.

The plan was perfect, and everything was proceeding smoothly according to his original plan. If this continued, he would soon have the chance to be reborn, very soon.

But why are you getting more and more disappointed, more and more tired?

It was Wu Jing before he closed his eyes at night, and it was Wu Jing when he opened his eyes in the morning, but the real Zhang Chongji was tortured in his sleep in those few short hours.

From the intentional disguise at the beginning to the proficiency so far, should he be happy or disappointed?

In order to be reborn, he threw the real Zhang Chongji into the black hole in his heart. In order to be reborn, he forced perfect images on Wu Jing's body, just for the damn favorability.

All this is what he wants, but not what he wants.

Every pretense, every smile, every calculated gesture, if he makes a wrong move, it will all be lost.

Then how come rebirth, how come revenge.

Zhang Chongji laughed, it was different from that gentle and warm smile, different from that simple and shy smile, it was a smile that almost crushed him.

Unashamed and wanton, but depressing and breathless.

The personable teacher, the kind butler, the considerate and innocent lover are all Wu Jing.

All they care about is Wu Jing, so what about Zhang Chongji?

Looking at this smile, Fu Jun felt suddenly depressed. He didn't have a provocative face, and he didn't want to play tricks. Zhang Chongji's aura made him feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything.

"Tsk, I told you to stop drinking, what is this look?" Fu Jun snatched the cup from Zhang Chongji's hand, and frowned irritably, "Bringing you to the bar was a mistake."

Zhang Chongji smiled, looked at Fu Jun's handsome profile while sipping his wine, and murmured, "I'm tired, but I have to continue."

"What did you say?"

"..."

Zhang Chongji didn't speak any more, put his palm on his face, and sat on the bar with his head raised.

He knew that his current behavior could easily arouse Fu Jun's suspicion and sabotage his plan, but he couldn't control it and didn't want to control it.

He knew that it was Zhang Chongji who was drinking now, not Wu Jing, maybe Zhang Chongji, who was decadent after such a drink, would become the perfect Wu Jing again.

Even if it's just a few glasses of wine, he still wants to be himself for a short time, even in front of others, it doesn't matter if he vents himself.

"Do you think I'm fake?" Picking up his eyebrows and taking the wine glass, Zhang Chongji squinted at him completely with his natural attitude, "En?"

"Disgusting, pretentious." Fu Jun lit a cigarette and glanced at him sideways, "He looks much better now."

"Really," Zhang Chongji said quietly, shaking the wine glass, seeing the slightly surprised expression of the other party, "I think so too."

As I said, even if I hate it, I have to continue.

Continuing to be a gentle and elegant university teacher, a sensible housekeeper and a childish innocent lover, maybe I will create more and more tired images in the future, but all these things are irresistible and irresistible.

[Ding Dong——Gain 10% favorability of the target character "Fu Jun", current favorability -5%...]

Zhang Chong laughed.

Do you want to disturb the time for a few glasses of wine...

Not wanting to say anything more, Zhang Chongji drank the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, and hooked his finger at Fu Jun.

"how?"

Fu Jun frowned at Zhang Chongji's movement, but sat down anyway.

"Hmm—" With a muffled snort, Fu Jun covered the corners of his mouth in shock, his eyes widened due to the stinging pain.

Was he... beaten?

"You still owe me such a punch." Zhang Zhongji looked at him lazily, and sneered, "You think I won't fight back?"

The corners of Fu Jun's mouth curled up playfully, and a trace of emotion that he couldn't catch flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed, unrestrainedly and frankly.

"Ah, you finally want to play with me?"

"Playing?" Zhang Chongji stroked the line of his lips, the emotion in his eyes was indifferent and contemptuous, "It's the same as your original excuse, it's just that your hands are itchy."

Fu Jun just sneered at this, and the arc of his lips widened.

"Then, teacher, let's fight."

Zhang Chongji looked up at him.

"You need to vent, don't you?"

Seeing Fu Jun's playful face and smile, Zhang Chongji was silent for a while, then nodded his head lightly.

"it is good."

He promised so.

Indeed, even if the fight shouldn't be Wu Jing's action, it can be used as Zhang Chongji's vent.

At this moment, Zhang Chongji suddenly felt that Fu Jun was not so disgusting.

It was true that he could see through his disguise, but it was precisely because of this that he was able to get a little bit of release and relaxation in front of him.

Zhang Chongji knew very well in his heart that after today, he might suffer more because of the task, and he might pay more. Let him indulge now, at least at this time, let him live as Zhang Chongji.