Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

233 said, "Because he likes you, and he is a very good person."

From a long time ago, Fang Zhuo discovered that the system is very protective of the protagonist, even if he is the host, he can't say a bad word about the protagonist.

Fang Zhuo sat by the bed and changed his shoes, and asked, "What's the best way?"

233 began to count with him, "You are Yan Duojin, gentle and considerate, understanding, and most importantly, he will definitely listen to you."

Fang Zhuo agreed with all the previous ones, but he couldn't agree with the last one.

Whenever he did something, he didn't want to say no, but did the other party listen? He didn't listen, and he continued to do it even worse.

Fang Zhuo didn't have the nerve to refute, and raised his eyes to look at Fang Wei.

His younger brother is still so radiant, the shirt on his body is as smooth as new, without a single wrinkle.

"What's up?"

Such a cold brother made Fang Wei feel strange.

He opened his mouth, as if he was ashamed to speak, "Brother, my phone was accidentally broken, can you..."

"I can't." Fang Zhuo interrupted him and stood up, "I want to buy the mobile phone with my own money."

"I'm very busy studying and don't have time." Fang Wei regretted it after finishing speaking, wishing he could slap his own mouth.

He immediately lowered his posture, "Brother, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?" Fang Zhuo pushed him away, lifted the lid of the ice cream, and began to eat with a spoon.

This expensive thing is different. The lemon flavor is strong and natural, not like blending with essence at all.

Fang Wei stretched out his hands to the other one, and was slapped hard by Fang Zhuo, "Who allows you to touch my things?"

Something flashed through his mind, he remembered another matter, turned around and took the professional book from the bedside, and threw it on the table in front of Fang Wei with a snap.

Fang Wei's face turned pale.

Pretending to be calm, he held the book in his hands, flipped through a few pages, and found that the contents were gone.

Fang Zhuo took out the letter from under the pillow, "Looking for this?"

Fang Wei subconsciously reached out to snatch it, but was dodged. He looked gloomy, "Give it back to me."

"Who allowed you to touch my things." Fang Zhuo repeated and asked with a sullen face, "When did you receive this letter, why didn't you give it to me?"

"I don't want to give it." After the incident was discovered, Fang Wei, apart from the initial panic, has calmed down now, without any regrets.

Fang Zhuo smiled, "Let me guess, the other party sent this letter together with other things, right?"

Fang Wei flatly denied, "No."

Fang Zhuo said, "You have been selfish since you were a child, and you only think about yourself when you spend money on food and clothing. There is nothing useful to you in this letter, and you will not keep it privately."

Fang Wei discovered that his brother had become smarter.

He is no longer the fool who was fooled by him before.

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips tightly, recalling various details of the year in his mind.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, "It's a pen."

Fang Wei clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked angry after being exposed.

"When you were 11 years old, I didn't have time to take care of you because of your parents' affairs." Fang Zhuo's voice was calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, "Winter vacation will help you clean your schoolbag. I found a small bag in the inside. a pen."

"I asked you at the time, and you said it was a birthday present from a classmate."

Fang Wei wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Fang Zhuo.

He thought about the shape of the pen, and described it, "You don't like ordinary things. I remember that the shell of the pen is made of raw wood, the nib is gold, and there is a number on the top similar to the year."

The system is very powerful. According to the description, in the history of the world, a fountain pen of a certain luxury brand was found.

Fang Zhuo almost vomited blood when he saw the price.

I have to say that the white-eyed wolf's eyes are really vicious.

Fang Wei shouted with a dark face, "Enough!"

"At that time, you had a dead face every day, and you were absent-minded when you asked anything. My pen was broken and you forgot. It happened that the pen was delivered with the letter. I used it for a while. What's the matter?"

My mother, stealing people's things is still so righteous.

Fang Zhuo said, "Give it back to me."

Although Fang Wei is very angry now, he still has some rationality left. He is here to ask for help, so he can't tear his face completely.

He took off his backpack, took out a pen from a hidden pouch inside, and threw it on the table.

He didn't know the price of this sum until two years ago. It was like holding a treasure, and he was worried about putting it anywhere, so he had to put it in his schoolbag and carry it with him every day.

Now that he gave it out, his heart ached unceasingly, but he soon felt relieved.

His brother only has a high school degree, and it's useless to take a pen. After this incident is over, he will go back.

Fang Zhuo looked at the pen on the table. The log body of the pen has been covered with pulp due to long-term contact, and the metal parts on it are also covered with scratches.

The poor little thing, after being tortured for many years, finally returned to the embrace of his master.

Fang Zhuo held the pen in his hand, but there was still one thing he didn't understand, why Fang Wei put away the letter, and even carried it with him instead of destroying it.

This is not common sense.

233 was very active and helped to check this history.

"At first, he hid the letter in a book in the old house. Later, when you moved, you were taken away together. He searched for it a few times, but couldn't find it, so he thought it was lost."

"You are old-fashioned. After you dropped out of school and moved here, you brought the old things with you. When he came here a while ago, he accidentally found the letter. He wanted to take it out and burn it, but when you walked in suddenly, he directly I inserted it into my professional book."

Fang Zhuo can find the following things in his memory.

At that time, Fang Wei answered a phone call temporarily, which seemed to be related to the thesis. He left in a hurry without eating.

And the professional book that was left behind was kicked under the bed by him.

The life of this overseas letter has been full of ups and downs.

Seeing Fang Zhuo's silence for a long time, Fang Wei's heart became more and more uncertain, and the anger welling up in his heart was also extinguished by the panic, and he became low-key, "I was young at that time, and I was not sensible..."

Fang Zhuo rolled his eyes, this sentence is really a panacea, move it wherever you need it.

"I don't want to hear your sophistry, and I don't even want to watch your performance. I have made it clear last time what I should say, and you will never come to me again."

Fang Wei was interrupted one after another, and the boundaries were drawn, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

He gritted his teeth and nodded a few times, snorted, pointed at Fang Zhuo's nose and said, "Okay, very good, Fang Zhuo, please remember, you'd better not have a day to beg me, otherwise..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked out.

With a bang, the door was closed behind him, and he turned around and kicked the door.

The door of the room did not move at all, but his leg was shaken violently, numb with pain.

Fang Zhuo was holding back his laughter inside and was about to suffer internal injuries, until he limped away, he covered his stomach and laughed out loud.

My previous self was really an idiot, just such a bastard, still hurting like hell.

233 said, "That's because there are very few things left, so you cherish them even more, and even subconsciously refuse to face Fang Wei's bad side."

The two most cherished people are gone, and he poured all his family affection into one person.

In the end, the other party is not only ungrateful, but takes everything for granted.

Fang Zhuo didn't feel very sad, now he has no feelings for Fang Wei, only disgust and repulsion.

He dug a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth and made up his mind to move.

A person like Fang Wei who is used to asking for money is like brown sugar, his harsh words have no credibility.

Sooner or later, this person will be entangled.

He scooped up the rest of the ice cream, couldn't hold back, and ate the second box, then went to the bathroom to put water in the plastic bucket, planning to take a shower.

The bathroom is so small that you can't even turn around after putting down the bucket.

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to retreat and strip himself naked before going in.

When he was about to enter the door, he suddenly stopped and looked back suddenly.

The feeling of being spied on is like a thorn in my back.

Fang Zhuo rushed into the bathroom and wrapped himself in a towel, "Brother Ah San, why do I feel like someone is peeping at me?"

The system didn't sense it, but it still helped him to check inside and out. There was no electronic equipment in the house, and there were no other devices nearby that people could peep at.

233 told him the result, "It must be an illusion."

Fang Zhuo touched the back of his neck suspiciously, the feeling of being stared at seemed to have disappeared, probably because he was really nervous.

He untied the bath towel, stretched out his hand and threw it out, bent down to pick up the wet towel in the bucket, and wiped it on his body.

I don't know if it was because the door was not closed, but the back of my butt was chilly, and the feeling of being stared at by a fierce beast came again.

Fang Zhuo shivered, straightened his waist, raised his foot and kicked the door to close it.

Close your eyes, stand quietly and feel it, and it disappears again.

What the hell.

Fang Zhuo took a battle bath, walked out wearing a bath towel, and quickly put on his clothes, "Is this really a supernatural world?"

233 reassured again and again, "Really not."

Fang Zhuo plucked his wet hair a few times, sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, guessing that he might have been pissed off by the white-eyed wolf and had hallucinations.

He sighed, and when he looked up, his eyes just fell on the pen beside the bed.

Those who can afford this pen must have a very wealthy family, and their parents will not limit pocket money.

But in his memory, he did not know such a child during elementary school.

"Do you know who sent it?" Fang Zhuo asked the system.

"do not know."

"Don't know or can't tell?"

The system said helplessly, "I really don't know."

It paused, and said, "This world is different from the previous world. It has hidden something from me, and I am still unable to ascertain its origin."

Fang Zhuo, "Is the main system doing something?"

233 said no, ", there should be someone at a higher level intervening in it."

Fang Zhuo was a little confused, "A higher level person?"

He always thought that the main system was the super boss, didn't he?

233 said, "The main system is programmed by a person, as for who this person is, I currently have no authority to tell you."

Fang Zhuo scratched his head, it sounded so complicated and he had a headache.

So he rolled up the quilt, turned on the light to sleep, tomorrow is Saturday, and he still has a lot of things to do.

As for who the editor of the main system is and why did he intervene, with his current status, he has no right or ability to intervene.

Just like every world before, no matter how high the rules are, what he has to do is to carry on with the current life.

The next day was early in the morning, before Fang Zhuo got up, he was awakened by the sound of the door being slammed.

The voice of the people outside was impatient, and the bang bang made the whole room tremble.

Fang Zhuo struggled to open his eyes and got off the bed, and walked over barefoot to open the door. It was Uncle Chen.

"How did you come?"

Seeing that he was intact, Uncle Chen seemed relieved. He passed him into the small attic and helped open the window to let in the cool breeze. "Turn off your phone."

Fang Zhuo, "I forgot to charge it yesterday, what's wrong?"

Uncle Chen sat by the bed, "The girl's parents were afraid that you would forget the appointed time, so they started calling since last night, and your phone has been disconnected, so they found me. I am afraid that something will happen to you, so I came to have a look."

"I haven't forgotten." Fang Zhuo yawned and sat down next to each other, "Have breakfast together before going to work?"

Uncle Chen said yes, "I invite you to eat noodles with fried sauce."

Fang Zhuo didn't show politeness to him. After washing up in twos and twos, he changed into new clothes and went out refreshingly.

Uncle Chen looked sideways, "You're a pretty good boy, you know you're going to see your mother-in-law, so you bought a new one on purpose?"

Fang Zhuo felt guilty for no reason, and hurriedly explained, "Don't talk nonsense, I really have nothing to do with that girl, I went today just to talk things out. And..."

Suddenly a little shy, he pursed his lips and whispered, "I have someone I like."

Uncle Chen's eyes widened, "You're fine, boy, when did it happen?"

"It was just yesterday, and it is still in the embryonic stage. I plan to find as many opportunities as possible to fertilize and water him so that he can thrive." As soon as he said Gu Chen, Fang Zhuo's eyes lit up, "When I catch him, I will treat him to dinner. "

Uncle Chen patted him on the shoulder, very optimistic.

In order to match the man's working hours, the woman's parents deliberately set the meeting time at noon.

After work, Fang Zhuo went to the appointment place.

The restaurant where we met was high-end and luxurious. The waiters were all in black shirts and vests, with long legs and black bow ties around their necks.

Seeing the customer, he smiled slightly, "Welcome, do you have a reservation?"

Fang Zhuo asked, "Yes, the surname is Zhou."

The waiter led him over, and the Zhou family of three had already arrived early.

Seeing the visitor, Zhou's parents were very surprised. The man was not as slovenly as his daughter described.

On the contrary, it looks refreshing and neat, but it is too thin.

The girl was equally surprised, the person in front of her was quite different from the last time she met.

Fang Zhuo politely opened the stool and sat down, "Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou."

After the Zhou family couple greeted him politely, they began to get down to business.

Mrs. Zhou, "That's right, Xiao Fang. Your Uncle Zhou and I have only had a daughter like Liwen. She has been doted on since she was a child. Now she is not too young, and she has reached the age when she should talk about friends. Before we chatted, I listened to your Uncle Chen. I mentioned that you have a good character and are willing to work hard, so I asked him to help you match up with Liwen."

Looking at it now, this person is humble and polite, and his appearance is not bad, so I feel even more satisfied.

Mrs. Zhou continued, "After you met last time, Liwen said she was very satisfied with you."

Fang Zhuo was struck by lightning, did this family have any misunderstanding about the word "satisfaction".

He clearly remembered that when the girl from the Zhou family left, she seemed to be running away from the plague, "Brother San, do you know what's going on?"

233 said, "I think you are honest, have a good temper, are short of money, and are easy to control. When you become a married couple in the future, you can be their daughter's cow and horse."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Someone should rush to do this errand, because my daughter doesn't like it, and she is desperately trying to make the two a pair.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, Fang Zhuo asked, "You didn't finish what you said, there must be other reasons."

233 said, "The girl from Zhou's family is a bit too arrogant, and no one can bear to talk about it."

This too arrogant and indulgent should be a conservative evaluation.

Fang Zhuo's heart was full of anxiety and fear, and he asked the system tremblingly, "Can you tell me, did I agree to the past?"

233 said, "Of course not, you never fell in love until your death."

This is a bit too tragic, Fang Zhuo mourned for his past self for three seconds, and suddenly heard someone calling himself.

He turned his head, and there was a man standing at the door of the restaurant. He was tall and handsome. As soon as he made a deep magnetic voice, 80.00% of the people in the restaurant looked over.

Boss, what a coincidence, we meet again.