Into a parallel world

With the cool wind blowing the broken leaves on the ground, Qiao Ye stood in the corridor on the top floor of the student union, overlooking the campus at night, staring into the distance in a daze, not even knowing that someone was approaching.

"Hello."

There was a hint of mischief in Qiao Ye's eyes, but it was quickly covered up.Turning around and nodding with a smile on his face, he finally saw the face. The face was exactly the same, even the tone of speech and demeanor were the same.

With a sneer in his heart, he stood straight from the railing and walked towards Zeng Ji.

"Are you the president's new assistant?" Zeng Ji looked Qiao Ye up and down and asked.

"Yes, my name is Qiao Ye. Hello, Minister Zeng." Qiao Ye said with a smile.Zeng nodded eagerly, then pushed away from the president's office and walked in.Qiao Ye squinted at the back of this figure. Zeng Ji was tall and tall, and he was not particularly handsome, but he was full of temperament as a rich man, enough to attract a group of women to flock to him.

"Hehe, Zeng Ji." Even if he is the Minister of Finance, so what, he is not a pauper who swallows his anger, and he must absolutely prevent the things in that world from happening again in this world!

Zeng Ji put a stack of white papers on Lu Feng and dropped it on the table, the person opposite who was looking for information raised his eyes and didn't speak.

"President, this is the information of all applicants from the Ministry of Finance this year. Please read it over and I will revise it if you have any questions."

"En." Lu Feng took a hand to grab the large stack of materials on the table, flipped through them, and said, "This year, we don't need too many students. We will take one or two from the freshmen." He took out two forms from the materials and handed them over. In the past, "the remaining places are selected from sophomores."

Zeng hurriedly took the information, glanced at it, and frowned slightly: "This is called Song Ci...I don't think it's appropriate."

"What's wrong?" Qiao Ye pushed open the door and asked loudly. The two people in the room looked up at Qiao Ye who came in suddenly, and were puzzled by the sudden question.

Lu Fengluo stood up, poured a glass of water to the other party, and said in a gentle voice, "What's the matter, why are you unhappy?" Qiao Ye took the water glass, glanced at Lu Fengluo, and directed his gaze to Zeng Ji who was standing in front of the table.

"Why is it wrong for Song Ci to join the Ministry of Finance?" Qiao Ye said aggressively, "Is it because his family background is very different from yours, or is he inferior to you in all aspects?"

Zeng Ji glanced at Lu Fengluo, but the other party just responded with a very meaningful smile.Sighing helplessly from the bottom of his heart, he looked at the boy in front of him and said, "Song Ci doesn't want to join the Ministry of Finance. He is a person with a strong desire to pursue. If he enters the Ministry of Finance, he will be buried."

Contrary to his imaginary answer, Qiao Ye stood still in embarrassment. In that world, Song Ci's entry into the Ministry of Finance went smoothly, because that's what Bai Jifeng asked of him.He thought it would be the same in this life, but suddenly Zeng Ji, who was the least likely to object, stood up to object, and the reason was entirely from the perspective of a kind person, which left him speechless.

Lu Fengluo, who stood by the side for a long time, said: "Qiao Ye, if you want him to enter, you can load the file now." After hearing this, Zeng Ji showed a trace of regret in his eyes, then sighed, and put the form on the table Go up, turn around and leave, just as he passed by Qiao Ye, he turned his face and said softly: "Sometimes I have to ask the client what they think."

Song Ci played with him all the time, what he likes and what he hates, as a brother, doesn't he know?Song Ci likes to dance, his idol is Michael Jackson, and he is eager to stand on the world stage and dedicate his life.He hates restraint, and the representative of restraint is Bai Jifeng, so Bai Jifeng was hated and repelled by the grown-up Song Ci as it should be.

Song Ci did not want to enter the Ministry of Finance.In his last life, he was only able to realize this fact at the end, and with regrets accompanying him to this day, how could he let Song Ci go on the path of mediocrity again?

Zeng hurriedly left, the door was closed, and there were only two people left in the office.Qiao Ye walked to the table and took the form that Song Ci filled out in his hand. It was this form that caused a person to lose his pursuit. This form was equivalent to filling out Song Ci's life.

"Perhaps you can ask him what he means." Lu Feng said in a low voice.

"No." Qiao Ye lowered his eyes, "I know exactly what to do next." After that, he tore up the watch with Song Ci's handwriting, and folded it again and again until it couldn't be torn apart.

"Why did you fall in love with him? Is it because he is my good brother?" Qiao Ye asked, "Or is it because Bai Jifeng greeted you?"

Lu Fengluo chuckled lightly, took the scraps of paper and threw them into the trash can, turned to Qiao Ye, and said, "Bai Jifeng did say hello to me, but a mere professor asked how could he cheat for personal gain?"

"That is?"

"There is a very strange phenomenon." Lu Fengluo lowered his eyelids, and that handsome and extraordinary face slowly approached Qiao Ye, and a few strands of golden hair fell off with the movement, telling endless lazy tenderness, "When I When my hand was flipping through at a speed of [-] second, my fingertips unconsciously paused on a certain page. Before I had time to react, my brain gave me instructions first-- - Pick this one."

The thick palm took Qiao Ye's hand and squeezed it lightly.Qiao Ye flinched and withdrew his hand, disgustedly said: "What are you doing! Don't touch your hands."

Lu Fengluo snorted, "Do you think I'm instilling feudal superstition in you? In fact, what I experienced just now is indeed the case, but I summarized it into our language and told you."

"Then President Lu, can you tell me why your brain has to give orders like this? Can't you control your brain?" Qiao Ye rolled his eyes, took a sip of water, and walked to the French window to look into the distance. "You mean, you approached me, and I didn't react when I saw you, but my brain ordered me to punch you, is that so?"

Lu Fengluo pursed his lips, no one could see what he was thinking, Qiao Ye sneered, just as he was about to continue watching the scenery, his body was pulled back violently.

"what!"

Bang -----

The huge glass shattered in an instant, and some of the glass shards on the ground bounced up and hit Qiao Ye's trouser legs.

"This is..." Qiao Ye looked at the sudden danger with lingering fear, and he didn't even notice that his back was on Lu Fengluo's chest.

"Lancaster." A hoarse voice shocked Qiao Ye. When he took a closer look, he saw a monster in burly armor, with a lion-like face and golden-brown lion feathers floating outside the burst French window.

"Hehe, what about Taotiehan, why did you replace him?" Lu Fengluo sneered, and protected Qiao Ye behind him.

The monster wore a mask with black and dark red patterns on its face, and said in an ugly voice, "It's dead."