Rebirth: Becoming a Winner in Life [System]

Wang Aiguo was not at home these two days, so he put Wang Dian in the Lin family.

After Lin's mother knew that there seemed to be some problems with Wang Aiguo's business, Wang Dian's treatment in Lin's family rose sharply.

"Xiao Zhou, stop playing with the computer and come out to accompany Wang Dian."

"Xiaozhou, don't worry about eating by yourself, give Wang Dian some."

"Little boat..."

Ugh--

Lin Zhou sighed.

Looking at the person who was courting Lin Chen, he deeply felt that his mother's overflowing maternal love was all in vain.

This guy doesn't deserve to be pitied at all.

Lin Zhou sighed again, threw the note in his hand on the sofa with a snap, stood up, grabbed Wang Dian's collar, and pulled it into his bedroom.

Unable to resist, Wang Dian was dragged into Lin Zhou's bedroom. Before he realized why Lin Zhou was so strong, when he looked up, he saw a ferocious smile on Lin Zhou's face.

"Stinky boy, it's very fun teasing my sister."

Wang Dian was taken aback.

"No, no."

"Do you still dare to say?" Lin Zhou squinted his eyes and pulled Wang Dian's collar even harder.

Wang Dian was a little out of breath, his eyes were shaking, and he was about to shout for help.

Lin Zhou covered Wang Dian's mouth precisely.

"You are really arrogant, you dare to pester Lin Chen in front of my mother, and you dare to deceive my mother's sympathy."

The veins on Lin Zhou's forehead almost popped out.

In the end, Wang Dian protested aggrievedly, "I've been pestering Chenchen, but didn't you know about it?"

"What do I know?" Lin Zhou's expression was fierce.

Wang Dian hugged himself tightly, not knowing where Lin Zhou was offended.

Lin Zhou took a deep breath.

"Your father's business is in trouble, don't you worry?" Lin Zhou didn't understand why Wang Dian still pursued Lin Chen as if he didn't care at this time.

Is chasing a girl more important than his family?

Lin Zhou frowned, with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of puzzlement and anger.

What he hates the most are people who don't care about their families.

For example, Lin Chengtao, a scumbag.

However, in Lin Zhou's impression, Wang Dian was not such a person.

Back then, the image of Wang Dian leaving in a daze was still in his mind. The expression as if the world had been destroyed was very different from Wang Dian now.

Wang Dian was taken aback, as if he was meeting Lin Zhou for the first time, he looked at Lin Zhouzai carefully, and then suddenly, he smiled, with a small dimple looming on the corner of his mouth: "Do you actually care about me so much? "

Wang Dian looked at Lin Zhou curiously.

He thought that because he went to other places to study painting and couldn't meet each other all year round, the relationship between him and Lin Zhou had inevitably weakened a lot.

He just came back from other places that day, and when he opened the door of Lin's house, he could never forget Lin Zhou's strange and indifferent eyes.

Wang Dian has always loved Lin Zhou as his younger brother.

However, after that time, no matter how he tried, Lin Zhou remained indifferent.

He will not become angry because of his teasing, and will not look resentful when he is pestering Lin Chen, as if he is a different person.

Wang Dian has always been unfamiliar with Lin Zhou like this.

until today.

Lin Zhou couldn't help but say a word, let him know that Lin Zhou has not changed, he is still so awkward but kind and will care about his children.

This is the younger brother in his impression.

Therefore, even though Lin Zhou yelled at him, Wang Dian laughed, and his smile got bigger and bigger, and he became more and more silly.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Zhou was made uncomfortable by his inexplicable smile.

Wang Dian stood up abruptly, leaned in front of Lin Zhou, and then put his hands together, pinching Lin Zhou's white and tender face.

"Smelly boy, you're really awkward, you fooled me."

"What are you doing?" Lin Zhou yelled angrily, but unfortunately, because his face was pinched, his voice became limp, "Let me go!"

"No." Wang Dian laughed.

This is what you forced me to...

Lin Zhou's peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of anger, he grabbed the soft flesh on Wang Dian's waist, and spun it as hard as he could.

"Ow—"

Lin Zhou vs Wang Dian

Lin Zhousheng.

Wang Dian clutched his waist, lying on the small sofa in the bedroom, rolling back and forth.

When did this kid get so strong?

It hurts--

Wang Dian couldn't help but shed tears of heartache: "It's green, it must be green!"

Lin Zhou sat on the side, holding the real test analysis in his hand, raised his eyelids, and gave him a cool look.

"I'm going to tell Auntie that you're just treating me like this." Wang Dian said in a ghostly way.

Lin Zhou still didn't respond.

"I must tell my aunt!"

"My house is very soundproof." Lin Zhou said abruptly.

Wang Dian froze for a moment, the tears in his eyes couldn't be shed.

"So, if I beat you up now, my mother won't know."

Wang Dian couldn't help shivering a bit, as if he felt a burst of extremely cold air blowing from his back.

The next second, he suddenly smiled obsequiously: "How could I say it, I like you so much."

Seeing his dog-legged appearance, Lin Zhou couldn't help shaking his eyebrows.

Wang Dian didn't go out immediately, but delayed for a long time.

Lin Zhou's hands are too strong. Even now, he still doesn't feel no pain at all. Even if he doesn't touch his waist, there will still be a slight stinging pain. Once he touches it, the stinging pain will double.

As time passed, Lin Zhou calmed down and studied hard.

The only sound in the bedroom was the sound of Lin Zhou turning the pages of the book.

Wang Dian subconsciously looked at Lin Zhou for a long time, and then, thinking of something, he suddenly said, "It's not that I don't care about my dad."

"It's just," Wang Dian was silent for a moment, "I can't help him with his business matters. It's useless for me to worry about it. It will only increase the burden on my father."

"What if the business fails? As long as the person is good, I don't care no matter how hard the future is."

"I can draw. Now I can't be an artist or open an art exhibition, but I can set up portraits on the street and earn some money."

"My dad knows how to do business again. If he fails this time, even if the money is gone, even if it's difficult to make a comeback, it's okay to start a small business."

"In this way, our father and son can at least survive without worry."

Lin Zhou couldn't help looking up at Wang Dian from the book.

"Money is such a thing, I am very happy with it, and I can't live without it."

Wang Dian spoke softly, with an inexplicable emotion in his expression.

Lin Zhou watched and couldn't help lowering his eyes.

It's a pity, I'm afraid you don't know that without his intervention, your father would choose to jump off the building after bankruptcy.

At that time, what were you thinking in your heart?

Can it be as free and easy as it is now?

Lin Zhou didn't know.

He only remembered that Wang Dian's back was so lonely and sad when he left.

Simply, it's different now.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhou smiled, then lowered his head to read in silence.

Now that he is reborn, even if the system no longer requires grades, he will not give up studying.

This is his regret.

Since you have regretted it once, you cannot let it become a regret in the future.

In the evening, Wang Dian was going to go home, but Lin's mother asked Wang Dian to stay because there was no one in the Wang family at night.

Wang Dian followed the trend and stayed.

There was no one in his house, and he didn't think much of going back.

When Wang Dian was a child, he often lived in the Lin family.

Lin Zhou heard this, rolled his eyes, and went back to his room.

He still has something to do.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the data that the editor said yesterday had definitely been found out.

As soon as Lin Zhou went to the website and opened the forum, the first thing he saw was the top editor Nanchi's post.

Published by editor Nan Chi at 31:[-] am today.

Hundreds of people have responded so far.

First floor: "Hahaha, I knew that there was absolutely no data swiping for rafting in the forest."

The second floor: "Where's Changfeng? Didn't you mean waiting to be slapped in the face by going boating in the forest? Who is slapped in the face now? It's so funny, I can't help it."

The third floor: "No way, this rafting in the forest is really not done?"

The fourth floor: "Is this rafting in the forest really a newcomer? Doubt."

The fifth floor: "Changfeng comes out, what about eating shit?"

Sixth floor: "Is this data true or false? Could it be the website protecting him?"

Seventh floor: "You can get it upstairs, everyone said that he is a pure rookie, and he deserves the protection of the website?"

Eighth floor: "Where is Changfeng? Changfeng comes out."

Ninth floor: "Chang Feng came out to eat shit."

Tenth floor: "Chang Feng won't come out, this guy is probably playing dead."

Eleventh floor: "A great god appeared upstairs???"

Twelfth floor: "Really?"

Lin Zhou stared at the tenth floor, username: Jingwei.

Lin Zhou knew this person.

For many years to come, this person named Jingwei occupied the top three positions on this literature website.

However, his status is not that high now, still hovering around fifty.

On the floor below, he was either unbelievable as a newcomer, or a few of his book fans were calling Changfeng to come out.

Lin Zhou roughly glanced to the end, raised his eyebrows, and closed the page.

Then he opened Changfeng's post and took a look.

In the post, apart from Chang Feng's words of "never believe it", some of his book fans mocked him, and some passers-by who came out of nowhere were advocating justice.

Lin Zhou closed all the pages, and left a message in today's update: "Thanks to the editor and readers for their trust."

On the other side, Chang Feng, who was slapped in the face, looked livid.

How sure he was of the other party's swiping data yesterday, how embarrassing he is today.

Looking at the words asking him to apologize, Chang Feng clenched his fists with both hands, slammed on the computer keyboard, and then shut down the computer neatly, ignoring the comments on the Internet.

And the people who were waiting for his apology under the post he posted, looked at the latest garbled reply belonging to Changfeng, and speculated one after another.

"What kind of lump is this...?"

"Changfeng can't be typing with his face out of anger, right?"

The author has something to say:

Touching myself series, my stomach hurts, and I finish typing strong (it is said that the mosquitoes outside are different from the ones raised at home, and the ones at home are slowly biting me, taking the road of sustainable development, the mosquitoes outside can’t wait to bite me to death, looking at Big bulging bumps on feet, silent, skin allergies are too annoying)