The Price of Rebirth [System]

"So... that's why you haven't been free lately?"

Fu Jun was chewing gum and leaning against the basketball hoop, perhaps because his back was facing the light, which elongated his already tall shadow even more. His hands were twirling the basketball flexibly. old fashioned.

"Wait until the filming is over... I may have free time, this... The principal has never explained to you." Zhang Zhongji casually looked up at him, folded his arms and raised his eyebrows, "However, you should also learn to be with me." We all went to class together."

Fu Jun didn't answer anything, just sneered, and flipped the basketball in his hand into the basketball hoop above.

Zhang Chongji watched his series of movements and narrowed his eyes.

When I passed by the playground, I met Fu Jun who was exercising. This was unexpected by Zhang Chongji. However, since the two parties saw each other, it didn't seem like his style not to say hello. After all, the other party was also one of the task objects. One, isn't it?

Having said that, Zhang Chongji really hasn't paid much attention to the young man in front of him recently. It seems to be a few weeks ago since the last meeting. Although he went to inquire about the news a few times in the middle, but because of Yuan Yuan's appearance, He also had to put most of his heart and soul on that fox-like man, and Zhang Zhongji felt a bit unnatural and funny that the two of them who hadn't seen each other for a long time were so face-to-face. After all, the nature of the task was different. , In the past, he might have felt a little relaxed and at ease, but now it seems that there is no difference.

He doesn't want to think too much about why Fu Jun is the only exception, anyway, it's the same for him now - all are just fake plays that are almost real, what he needs is not a small chance to relax or a ridiculous Self-consolation, all this can no longer move the determination he made in front of the mirror.

Raising his eyelids, Zhang Zhongji's expression did not reveal every emotion in his heart.

"You're still like this recently? If you only want individual tutoring courses, there are no teachers in the school, right?" Zhang Chongji took off his black-rimmed glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had to say that he was a little tired from the filming progress of the day. Now he really wanted to lie down on the big bed and have a good sleep.

"I haven't seen you for so long, teacher, why did you become nagging?" Fu Jun glanced at him with a half-smile, and seemed to see that his face was uncomfortable, his eyes flickered a little, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Why, Seeing you like this, filming is very tiring?"

Zhang Chongji pinched the bridge of his nose and didn't raise his eyes to look at him, his tone was so flat that he didn't seem to be describing his own affairs: "Well, so I want to have a good rest."

Fu Jun froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to react like this, it seemed that in his impression, the most appropriate answer from the other party should be a sentence like "It doesn't matter how tired you are" and so on.

Fu Jun frowned but quickly relaxed it, smiled and pursed his lips and said, "You're in a bad mood?"

Zhang Chongji finally raised his head to look at him, and after looking at him for a while, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth: "No, I just figured out some things that died in the corner before."

Fu Jun looked at his smile, his mind went blank, he moved his lips and suddenly didn't know what to say.

It was still the same face, that smile, but he always felt that something was different.

In the past, he could always vaguely feel the suppressed emotions under the other party's smile, like a greedy beast that might rush out to bite him at any time, but now that the smile remains the same, he can no longer feel the faint emotion. Repressed emotions.

Silence, the hidden beast was so unbelievably quiet as if it had been wounded and died. He couldn't even detect the slightest clue, but in his heart he was more sensitive than anyone else—the man in front of him was changing. become more and more dangerous.

Fu Jun's eyes darkened, his lips were tightened, and he clenched his fists.

What had happened during the weeks that he hadn't known?

"It's getting late." Zhang Chongji raised his hand and glanced at his watch, his long eyelashes drooping down, giving him an illusion of fragility when looking from Fu Jun's height, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

Fu Jun suddenly felt aggrieved inexplicably. When he came back to his senses, the warm touch between his five fingers made his heartbeat stop for a moment. He lowered his head and suddenly realized that he had subconsciously grabbed the opponent's wrist.

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Chongji turned his head to look at him, with slight doubts in his black eyes, but his expression was still calm.

The face he turned his head overlapped with the one in his mind, obviously they were exactly the same, but Fu Jun still frowned tightly.

No, something is wrong!

Scenes flashed through his mind, his eyebrows, his smile, his tone, Fu Jun moved his lips but didn't know what to say, seeing the back of the other party waving to him and slowly leaving, his heart suddenly surged. A strange emotion that even I can't control.

[Ding Dong——Obtain 10% of the favorability of the task target character "Fu Jun", and the current favorability is 60%...】

After a long, long time, Fu Jun finally understood that this kind of emotion was just another kind of heartache that even he couldn't put into words.

"Mr. Zhang, get off work!"

On the other side, Zhang Chongji responded to the guard's greeting with a smile. Just as he stepped out of the school gate with his first foot, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Chongji hooked the corners of his lips and then took out his phone, but the curved corner of his mouth paused a little when he saw the familiar text message on the phone screen.

What surprised him a little was not only because of the signature of this text message, but also because of the content of this text message.

There are only eight simple characters, but because of the signature, it has become no longer ordinary in Zhang Zhongji's eyes.

[Shall we meet and talk? ——Yuan Cheng]

Zhang Chongji pursed his lips, subconsciously stroked the name on the screen with his fingertips, and then slowly smiled.

Although the speed of patience is surprising, Yuan Cheng, are you still unable to bear it?

Zhang Chongji stroked his chin and thought for a while, then called Yuan Ke.

Compared to Yuan Ke, he might now have to coax another child who didn't get any candies.

In fact, in Zhang Chongji's speculation, Yuan Cheng should be able to endure it for a while, and it was only a day or so since he called the other party, so he was a little surprised when he received his text message today. It's just that this rare bit of surprise completely dissipated when I saw the person who actually attended the appointment.

Emotional room decorations, beautiful piano music, and a strong aroma of coffee beans in the air make people feel happy. This kind of place is the best place for a date. become sarcastic.

A quiet table by the window, two cups of rich and mellow coffee, the two people's identities that are completely repelled are sitting face to face in such a romantic coffee shop.

Zhang Chongji was stirring the coffee carelessly. The ceramic spoon collided with the rim of the cup and made a crisp sound. He pursed his lips but showed no strange emotion. He raised his eyes to look at the woman sitting across from him, and slowly raised the corners of his lips: "White Miss, thank you for your hospitality."

Yes, Miss Bai, Bai Lingling -- this woman who can be regarded as his 'rival in love' at the moment, with the identity of his real fiancée, asked him out in the name of Yuan Cheng.

"I think Ms. Bai did not hesitate to pretend to be her fiancé this time to attend the appointment. She just wanted to have a cup of coffee with me, right?" Although Zhang Chongji's tone was soft, his eyes narrowed slightly. The woman in her heart felt an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, but she was quickly suppressed by her contempt.

"Do you also know that I'm his fiancée?" Bai Lingling spoke in a tone that wasn't meek, and even had a hint of confrontation, "Your appearance is so different from the wronged one that day... ...When are you going to pester my husband?"

Zhang Chongji smiled and did not speak. His gentle side face was reflected in the window, which was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear in the flickering lights. He slowly took a sip of his coffee before slowly turning his gaze to the person sitting opposite him. on the woman.

"Not the husband?"

"What, what?"

"It's just an engagement. You are not officially a legal couple. If you insist on being a penetrator..." Zhang Chongji licked the coffee stains on the corner of his lips, and raised his eyebrows with a hint of sarcasm. Is it you, Miss Bai Lingling?"

"You!!" Bai Lingling clenched her fists, subconsciously straightened up and almost knocked over the coffee in front of her. Her angry voice attracted the attention of many other customers around her. Feeling a little embarrassed, she finally had to grit her teeth and stomp her feet to sit down. Back to position.

Unsurprisingly, this series aroused Zhang Chongji's ironic low smile.

"As expected of a young lady from a famous family, her demeanor is born to be so eye-catching."

"You male vixen..." Bai Lingling's eyes showed obvious disgust, but her exquisite face lost her admirable mood because of the vulgar language uttered by her red lips. ? That's how you seduced my husband...fiance, and then..."

"Has Miss Bai's mouth always been this stinky?" Zhang Chongji rubbed his lips, but his eyes were a bit cold. He interrupted Bai Lingling's unfinished words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed gentle but indifferent, "If You asked me out just to talk nonsense, so please forgive me for not having so much extra time."

Zhang Chongji looked down at the coffee cup with exquisite texture on the table, and a trace of obvious regret flashed in his eyes.

"Although the coffee here is delicious, because of you, Miss Bai, I don't want to have a second cup again."

Looking at the face of the woman opposite who was gradually distorted due to anger, Zhang Zhongji smiled warmly and harmlessly.

"Then, thank you Miss Bai for your treat. Please forgive me for leaving first."

Zhang Chongji pushed the coffee away a little, stood up and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard Bai Lingling's sharp cry.

"Cheng, look, this is the sweetheart you never forget, now you should believe my words!!"

Zhang Chongji froze when he was about to take a step, and his mind went blank for a moment because of the woman behind him shouting.

A few seconds later, he turned his head in a stiff posture, and what caught his eyes were those familiar yet unfamiliar eyes and the face buried in his mind.

The man was thinner, and the line of his jaw became more profound and distinct. His figure was straightened by his gray suit. He just stood quietly at Zhang Zhongji's inclined position, at the table behind the potted plants with ornaments.

So... you've been hiding there just now... eavesdropping?

Zhang Chongji shifted his gaze to the woman on the opposite side, who was looking at him triumphantly with her breasts crossed, the sarcasm in her eyes was clear.

"Cheng, I just said that his previous appearance was a lie to you, right?" Bai Lingling stepped forward and put her arms around Yuan Cheng's shoulders as if asking for credit, leaning her head on Yuan Cheng's shoulder pretending to be intimate, but her eyes were demonstrative. He glanced at Zhang Chongji.

Zhang Chongji suddenly wanted to laugh, this stupid woman, does she know what she is doing?

Yuan Cheng didn't push away Bai Lingling's support, his eyes looked straight at Zhang Chongji, what was different from the past, but now he was wearing a pair of cold framed glasses, hiding the emotions in those eyes forcefully , a bit less familiar tenderness, and a bit more real indifference.

Zhang Zhongji moved his Adam's apple and didn't speak, but the deep voice spoke to him with an unexpectedly hoarse voice.

"Wu Jing," Yuan Cheng raised his glasses frame, his eyes were rare indifference, he looked at Zhang Chongji with serious eyes but not as gentle as before, "Long time no see."

The author has something to say: Big brother comes out domineeringly, the wonderful scenes will always be in the next chapter~~~~www

I have been waiting for a long time everyone~~=3=

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Yuan Ke: Why is there no me in this chapter? You don’t even give me the plot of the phone call. Didn’t you call me?

Yuan Yuan: You still have a phone call scene, I only showed the name.

Yuan Jun: ...

Author: Cough cough cough, it was Yuan Cheng who said that you had too many scenes, and he had a problem.

Yuan Ke:! ! !Brother, he can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour.

Author: Oh, then you are wrong, he is about to eat grapes.

Yuan Yuan/Yuan Jun: Which chapter of My Grapes can I get?

Yuan Ke: Fuck! !