Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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Fang Cheng was woken up by the alarm clock on his mobile phone. As soon as he went out, he found that Fang Zhiming had come back from his lunch break and was sitting around the table with Zhao Jinghua with a serious expression.

He casually sat next to the two of them, "Why are you back? There is no shortage of people in the bureau?"

Fang Zhiming: "I have to go back after the lunch break."

Fang Cheng: "Oh."

Fang Zhiming looked at him with complicated eyes, "You remind me in the morning to be alert to the people around you."

He nodded: "Well, so as not to cause a secondary explosion."

"My colleague caught a suspicious person in the crowd, who was trying to sneak into the scene of the accident with a kindling on his body. After investigation, the accident is probably not an accident."

Fang Cheng was stunned, "Is it artificial?"

"Maybe." Fang Zhiming pondered, "I heard your mother tell you about you just now, and I don't believe it now. What else do you know about this accident?"

Fang Cheng told him all the known information about the bombing in his previous life, and then said sternly: "The police told the public that the explosion was caused by a gas leak in the hotel, but the details are not clear. After all, it has been blown to dust. But the second explosion Survivors said that they heard the quarrel, if the person who went to smoke at the scene is a suspect, it is very likely that the policemen who died in the line had fought with him face to face and had an argument... How many people died this time?"

"So far, there are 21 people, and 5 people are missing. It is estimated that there are more or less ominous people."

Fang Cheng had lingering fears in his heart, and he was a little thankful: "It's half the number compared to the previous life, and my intervention is still useful."

Fang Zhiming stood up, shook his wife's hand, Fang Cheng said: "You don't need to worry about this matter, and don't tell others about your affairs."

"I know."

"Okay, then I'll go back to the unit first."

Zhao Jinghua held him back: "Don't you want to eat?"

Fang Zhiming glared at Fang Cheng, who immediately turned his head obediently.

He kissed Zhao Jinghua, and said: "It's too late, let's go to work to eat."

Fang Cheng shuddered disgustingly, picked up his schoolbag and ran out the door first, "I don't want to eat anymore, go to school to eat."

His home was really close to the school, so he put his schoolbag in the empty class and ran to the cafeteria. Fang Cheng managed to grab the last meal before the window closed.

There weren't many people in the cafeteria, so he didn't find He Yan, but he saw two girls in the class who were usually inconspicuous, and they waved to him with eager eyes: "Fang Cheng, come here!"

Fang Cheng put the dinner plate across from them and sat down, "Why are you eating so late?"

"There were too many people, so we stayed in class for a while." One of the girls with high ponytails said, "Why didn't you come this morning?"

"I'm not feeling well. I took half a day off." Fang Cheng was thinking about Nancheng's case, and his expression was indeed not very good.

She looked at him worriedly: "how is it now?"

"Just sleep a little longer and you'll be fine."

Another girl poked the rice on the plate, and asked after a while: "Fang Cheng, you usually have a good relationship with He Yan, do you know if he has any girls he likes?"

Gao Mawei added: "It doesn't necessarily mean that I like it, is there anyone who has a good impression?"

Fang Cheng secretly said that it was true.He said why someone who didn't talk much on weekdays suddenly invited him to have dinner together, and he really had other plans.

It's a pity that the person sitting in front of them has the same goal as them.

"He said he likes mature older sisters," Fang Cheng said firmly, "the kind that are at least ten years older."

The two girls were stunned: "Really?"

"Really, he told me himself."

The girl with the high ponytail suddenly realized: "No wonder the girls in our class like to answer."

Another girl: "Before, I always chased after Teacher Gao's questions"

Teacher Gao's reputation was murdered!

Fang Cheng hurriedly stopped them from diverging their thoughts: "It's none of the teacher's business! He Yan likes the big sister, and the teacher is an aunt. And Teacher Gao has such a baby face, so he doesn't like it."

The girls didn't care about his explanation, they sighed and whispered together for an encrypted call.

Fang Cheng couldn't wait any longer, so he hurriedly grabbed a few mouthfuls of food and wanted to slip away.

"Hey, are you going to find He Cheng?"

He paused in his running steps, nodded, "Yes."

The girl with the ponytail hissed: "Keep it secret, don't tell him we're asking these questions."

"know."

"Hey, when I came here, I saw He Yan with a group of new boys, it seemed like I went to the library."

Nani!

Fang Cheng immediately lost his composure, quickened his pace, put away the dinner plate, and rushed to the library as if catching a traitor.

The library is located in the very center of the school, and you will pass by it wherever you go, but students usually spend almost all of their time on course study, so how can they come to the library to read books in leisure time, so this place is basically just a decoration.Not to mention Fang Cheng, most of the students from Shuyun No. [-] Middle School probably never came in.

The door was open, and Fang Cheng walked around on the first floor, but he didn't even see anyone.

Maybe it's not here.

As soon as he thought this way, there was a sound of banging and banging on the second floor, followed by He Yan's slightly indifferent voice: "I didn't hit it."

Fang Cheng didn't hear what Xu Quan said, but soon the two of them came downstairs.His movements were faster than his brain's reaction, and he didn't realize that he had hid in the gap behind the stairs until his footsteps approached.

He Yan and Xu Quan's footsteps sounded one after the other, and soon their figures appeared in front of him.

Their backs were facing him, but Fang Cheng could see the expressions of the two of them from the reflection of the glass door of the library——He Yan was indifferent, with his eyebrows lowered as usual, and Xu Quan had his signature smile on the corner of his mouth, Looking sideways at each other with bent eyes.

In Fang Cheng's mind, there seemed to be a bright thread extending rapidly, connecting two things that he had never put together before. He swallowed his saliva and took two steps back unconsciously.

No wonder I always feel that Xu Quan's smile is weird and fake, but it is still very familiar - the curvature of the corner of the mouth, the cheekbones that do not rise at all, the eyebrows and eyes are curved but the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes, it is clearly the same as that of the previous life Mr. He. The smile is exactly the same!

It's just that he had never met Xu Quan in his previous life, and He Yang in this life was completely different from his previous life, so he never thought of the connection between the two... At this time, the thinned He Yan and Mr. He are completely different in appearance. Unanimous, standing with Xu Quan again...

Fang Cheng has wondered since he was born again%2C why the young He Yan is obviously a cold-faced king of hell, but the adult Mr. He is always smiling warmly. Now the truth is obvious: he was imitating Xu Quan.

Mr. He in his previous life had always imitated Xu Quan.

Who would imitate something insensible?

They will only imitate what they like and think is beautiful, just like a couple who are together, they will always be contaminated by each other's habits without knowing it - Mr. He must have really admired Xu Quan once. .

So he even chose a man as a foster, so he refused to touch him, so the company would spread such a legend...

Fang Cheng felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, even the air became thinner, and it became difficult to breathe. He was short of breath, and he felt as if he was being sucked into a black hole, and even struggling was futile.

So the future cannot be changed at all, he has done so much, the explosion in Nancheng still happened, He Yan and Xu Quan still met and got to know each other...

His fingernails dug deep into the soft flesh of his palm, but Fang Cheng didn't notice it. He lost his strength and slumped to a corner, hiding in the shadow of the stairs, like a dark mouse, peeking at everything that didn't belong to him.

"what are you doing here?"

Fang Cheng raised his head, the trance brain and the water vapor in his eyes made his vision hazy, and he couldn't see the appearance of the person coming, but he knew who he was...

Seeing that he didn't respond, He Yan frowned and repeated: "What are you doing here?"

Fang Cheng stretched out his hand to him, trying to touch him, but he was mercilessly dodged as expected.

Even so, He Yan lowered his tone, squatted down and looked at him at the same level: "Someone bullied you?"

Fang Cheng shook his head, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and asked in a sobbing voice, "Didn't you leave with Xu Quan?"

He Yan squeezed his fingers hard and put his hands in his pockets, "He said he seems to have seen you, I'll come back and take a look."

"Do you like him?" Fang Cheng seemed to have lost his mind, and said what came to his mind.

Since his rebirth, he has been calculating every day.Calculating the influence of He Yan's past, calculating how to include him in his wings, calculating how to make money to support his family, calculating how to allow him to have the brightest future... His brain is spinning almost non-stop, every neuron synapse The collision between them was all for He Yan's consideration.

Up to now, he finally abandoned his rationality all the time, and with the strength he didn't know where he rushed forward, he threw He Yan to the ground, plunged his whole body into his arms, and greedily inhaled his scent.

"He Yan, He Yan..."

"Don't push me away..."

He Yan's outstretched hand paused for a moment, then lightly landed on his back, and embraced him in his arms. His words were softer than Mr. He had ever said before: "...don't cry."

Fang Cheng couldn't speak at all, he just kept murmuring his name, hugging him tightly, for fear that he would turn into a gust of wind and slip away from his arms.

He Yan understood that he was the one who bullied him.

But what can he do, even lying on the ground indifferently now, almost exhausted all his willpower.