rebirth of the nasty

Before this outing, Jin Muyun had already moved back to his room, so on the night when he returned home, Jin Muyun sat back at the desk in his bedroom again, and routinely sorted out the work content of the past two days.

I was writing with a pen when I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.He went to open the door, and unexpectedly saw Fang Zijin standing at the door in pajamas, with a pillow under his arm, and a bunch of tablets, earphone cables, toilet paper, and mobile phones in his arms, as if he was about to move.

He laughed and moved away: "Why, have you been saving winter food?"

Fang Zijin didn't understand at first: "Ah? What kind of jelly? Aunt Wang's new food?"

Jin Muyun was very impressed by this eighteen-turn brain circuit, and gave up the idea of ​​​​clearing it up with him: Forget it, if I told him that I compared him to a squirrel, I don’t know how much more words would be spent. .

"No, I'm asking why you didn't bring something to eat."

If Fang Zijin hadn't finished washing long ago, he really planned to bring a bag of dried fruits. At this moment, Jin Muyun said it right, and he was quite happy: "Those who know me, my brother! Actually, I really planned to bring it here, but it's already gone. Brush your teeth and give up."

Seeing Fang Zijin slamming the bunch of guys on his bed in a familiar way, Jin Muyun's expression turned out to be very steady—he was a little bit of a clean freak, but since he started to prefer a certain "little squirrel" this year, His cleanliness has healed without medicine.In his eyes, Fang Zijin today may be the same as some pet lovers see their "master", no matter what naughty things they do, they are still cute.So at this time Fang Zijin carried a bunch of bacterial aggregates to his bed, and without letting him raise his eyelids, he sat back at the desk again.

Fang Zijin was holding the tablet, sitting on the bed, watching a sitcom with headphones plugged in, and laughing silly along with the canned food inside from time to time, which made Jin Muyun so noisy that he couldn't concentrate, so he finally closed the notepad and turned off the lamp , also lifted the quilt and went to bed.

The culprit who just interrupted someone else's work is still not half conscious, and rolled to the side without raising his head, and after getting out of the way, he hugged the tablet and laughed twitchingly: "Brother, brother, let me tell you this is too funny, This group of people are so stupid, hahahaha—oh!"

Jin Muyun wanted to do this just now. Seeing that Fang Zijin was silent because of his punitive kiss, and was even frightened, he looked at his pitiful appearance stupidly. The anger dissipated instantly.

So he smiled and took off the earphones of the other party, and stroked Fang Zijin's head: "Scared? You were too loud just now, I want you to keep your voice down..."

Seeing the smile in the other party's eyes, Fang Zijin finally came to his senses: What the hell!Is there such a thing as quiet?

Glancing at the culprit fiercely, Fang Zijin turned over and chose to express his anger with his back view, then plugged in the earphones and started watching the drama with the system.

It's just that this time he didn't obediently be an obedient child, his laughter was even wilder than before, obviously there was a bit of revenge in it.

Jin Muyun looked at the person who was wrapped in rice rolls in front of him, trembling with laughter, and couldn't help sighing: Well, don't think about being safe before going to bed tonight.

But with Fang Xinran's incident, Fang Zijin could still choose to trust himself and return to his side, he was quite satisfied.As for the lover's innocuous little problems, compared with this, it's really not worth mentioning.

When Fang Zijin came to his room earlier, he was still thinking about the company's affairs, so seeing Fang Zijin's attitude towards him was the same as usual, he almost forgot the knot that still haunted the two of them until today; Now seeing Fang Zijin lying next to him in a posture that seemed to resist but was very trusting again, he woke up with a start, and then finally had the real feeling that "this person has finally returned to his side".

So put aside any work or worries, and the most important thing is what is in front of you.

So Jin Muyun also put down his airs, gently pulled Fang Zijin over, took off his earphone, and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry, Zijin." Xinran's entanglement with her parents.

Fang Zijin didn't ask any questions this time, and didn't make any other responses. He just smiled slightly with his back to Jin Muyun.In fact, when he came to this room today, he had already forgiven the other party.

In the middle of the night, Jin Muyun was jolted awake by the human body pillow that crashed into his arms, but the other party was still snoring soundly, and even snored a little because of the exhaustion from the exhausted journey.Seeing that Fang Zijin was sleeping peacefully, he finally felt relieved, first covered the two of them again with the thin quilt, then stretched out his hand to gently hug Fang Zijin who was curled up into a ball, and closed his eyes again.

A good night's sleep.

Two days ago, Fang Zijin got excited and asked Jin Muyun to help him take pictures and post them on Weibo. Now that he was back in Jinshi, the fever subsided, he realized: For the past two months, I have been using my injury as an excuse to refuse to go to the offline signing event, so I blocked Zhu He's mouth. Now I accidentally exposed that I have recovered from my injury and went on a trip. Zhu He must not fly come and blame yourself...

With such apprehension, Fang Zijin was out of his mind all day, and when Jin Muyun came back from get off work, he realized something was wrong when he saw him like this: "What's wrong?"

Fang Zijin sighed rather vicissitudes: "Hey, I'm sorry for my manager. I didn't tell him when I went out to play before, and now if he sees the photo I posted on Weibo, he must be very angry. He said he was seriously injured and couldn't even go out, so he refused to sign the sale..."

Jin Muyun also remembered this incident. Speaking of which, he asked Luo Qingyuan to find Fang Zijin's internet celebrity agent back then.But at first he just wished that the other party would go outside every day and not hang around in front of his eyes, but now he can't bear it.

Besides, Fang Zijin's injury is still not healed, why is it important to take care of his body at the signing?

Thinking of this, Jin Muyun frowned, and suggested: "If you find it troublesome, we can just cancel the contract. I can pay the liquidated damages for you."

Fang Zijin waved his hand: "Don't, don't, if I cancel the contract, where can I find so many people who like me..."

"Ok?"

Seeing Jin Muyun raised his eyebrows and looked over with interest, Fang Zijin shut his mouth weakly: "I, did I say something? I didn't say anything, it's not what you understand, brother!"

However, Jin Muyun is not so easily fooled: "Brother, explain why so many people like you?"

Jin Muyun's tone was not strong, and even had a consistent gentleness. However, Fang Zijin could hear the urgency from this tone. He had to discuss with the system in his mind while using himself in reality. The poor brain capacity tried to find a suitable reason: "Well, I enjoy this feeling of being in love with the moon."

"Oh, really."

Fang Zijin looked at Jin Muyun's face approaching a little more, his heart beating like a drum—not out of shame, but out of fear—and tried to push him away: "Brother, brother, calm down, Aunt Wang and the others will come out soon .”

Although Jin Muyun's questioning attitude did not change, he stepped back to a safe distance as he said: "Then give me a reasonable explanation why you want to become an Internet celebrity." He suddenly discovered that teasing Fang Zijin is really addictive. The appearance of the brain is very interesting.

The system seemed to have to be shut down again because of the close contact between the two of them last night, and Fang Zijin's calls were all invalidated before he woke up.Now he couldn't think of any good solution for a while, so Fang Zijin had to use the dragging formula: "Well, bro, I'm hungry, let's talk after we eat—you can't starve me, I'm still a patient."

"Okay, let's talk after dinner." Jin Muyun originally just wanted to tease the other party, but he didn't expect that there was something tricky behind this diverted topic. He couldn't help but look forward to Fang Zijin's real answer.

Fang Zijin, who ate this meal, had no taste for food, and I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Jin Muyun would stare at him from time to time, as if urging him to eat faster.As a result, he lost his appetite even more.

After so much difficulty counting the time it took for the rice grains to eat two bowls of rice from one bowl, Fang Zijin finally had to put down the bowls and chopsticks to meet the biggest test since rebirth.

He followed Jin Muyun to the study room, and the other party also stopped in the middle of the journey very considerately, waiting for him, who was still injured, to slowly go upstairs, and finally entered the study room.

"Are you full? Can you tell now? Why do you want to be an internet celebrity?"

Hey, I really can't hide.

But the system is still not alive, Fang Zijin was forced to make up his own mind.

But in fact, calm down and think about it, he and Jin Muyun are already together, what else can't be said?Including this "biggest kept secret".

After thinking it through, Fang Zijin straightened his face, and said to Jin Muyun with a serious face: "Brother, let me tell you a secret, I'm not joking, so don't be afraid."

Jin Muyun thought that Fang Zijin had come up with some weird idea again, so he adjusted his expression cooperatively: "Well, tell me."

"Actually, I was reborn," Fang Zijin said while looking at the other person's expression anxiously, "I passed away in a car accident in 2017 in my previous life, and I don't know why I went back to 2015 when I woke up. "

Jin Muyun nodded without interrupting him, motioning him to continue.

"Later I found out that I had a system in my body—this was similar to the one in a mobile phone and computer, but it was intelligent. You can understand it as the kind that is smarter than the current AI on the market. It told me that it would be in 17. Before I die, I collect other people’s positive emotions towards me, and then it can be converted into a value—this is called the popularity value. It must reach 80 before my death in my previous life, so I can live my life safely. Then the system tells me Yes, I have nothing else to do, if I want to gain popularity quickly, it’s faster to be an Internet celebrity.”

At first, Jin Muyun listened with a playful attitude, but after hearing the other party's stuttering but logical words, he was a little uncertain about its authenticity.

"Then, how do you prove it's true?"

Fang Zijin scratched his head. How could this be correct? In order to convince him, the system gave a bunch of examples that seemed to be prophesied by magic sticks. After he verified them one by one, he believed that he was indeed reborn.

But he doesn't have much memory left in his previous life, let alone memorizing the odds of winning lottery numbers...

Wait, after the last system failure, I sent him an audio-visual package.It's all the memories of his previous life.

Thinking of this, he said to Jin Muyun: "Brother, wait a minute, I'll show you, it was sent to me by the system."

Jin Muyun watched suspiciously as Fang Zijin opened something that looked like an app from his phone, then flipped through it, and indeed opened several videos.

And it is absolutely impossible for these videos to be secretly shot by himself - the released pictures are like what people see, or Fang Zijin's first-person perspective, and he is still a child in it. Where did the stumbling Fang Zijin get such a high-definition camera tool.

He had to believe the fact that Fang Zijin said sounded too ridiculous:

Fang Zijin was indeed reborn.

[The author has something to say]:

When Xiao Fang thinks alone, his brain circuit is basically a straight line.