Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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For Fang Cheng's abnormality, He Yan naturally noticed it.

It's just that no matter how he asked, the only answers he got were "I'm fine" and "I'm sleepy from getting up too early".

Back in Shuyun District, the two parked at Qianyun Bridge, Fang Cheng handed the computer bag to He Yan, "Go back, I'm going home today."

He Yan held the door open and refused to let him go: "Let's have dinner together."

"No, I haven't had a meal with my parents for a long time." On weekdays, I eat three meals a day at school, and spend weekends in He Yan's small rental house. Fang Cheng has at least half a month, and there is no Fang family couple. sat at the same table.

He Yan had no choice but to say: "Okay, be careful on the road."

"Ah."

Fang Cheng was very confused, his relationship with He Yang was deeply rooted, but even if the source was wrong, he could not deny that his love for the current He Yan was true.

But he can confirm his mind, what about He Yan?

After thinking for a long time, all I can do is sigh, temporarily abandon the heavy worries, return to the wings of my parents, and be a simple and leisurely "junior" for a while.

At home, Fang Zhiming was cooking dinner, and Zhao Jinghua was lying sideways on the sofa.

The heating had already started at the end of November, and the air in Beijing was very dry. A humidifier was placed in front of her, and the movie that was playing on the TV was a sci-fi movie in which a Chinese warlock became a world hero with an extremely high box office.

"Why are you suddenly interested in watching this kind of movie?" Fang Cheng casually grabbed an apple and gnawed on it, sitting on the empty space under her feet.

Zhao Jinghua looked at it seriously, didn't give him a look, but put some cold feet on the back of his son's buttocks: "This protagonist is handsome, and he has good eyes-now he can't eat apples later."

Fang Cheng pulled up the blanket next to her and covered her, "I haven't eaten much at noon, if I'm starving to death, I'm sure I can eat."

"Didn't you accompany Xiaohe to the exam? How did you do?"

"It seems to be pretty good." Fang Cheng overheard Xu Quan saying that there is nothing wrong... He didn't want to mention this, and glanced at his mother's increasingly plump figure, "Are you getting fat again?"

Zhao Jinghua blushed a little, kicked him, and said with blank eyes: "It's okay to cook for your dad, it's an eyesore."

Fang Cheng was very innocent, he threw away the apple core he had eaten, and went to the kitchen to help Fang Zhiming cook.

I don't know what happy event happened, Fang Zhiming hummed while cooking, so happy.

As soon as Fang Cheng entered the kitchen, his father said in disgust, "Go, go, wash the grapes for your mother."

"……where?"

"On the shoe-changing stool at the door."

He ran to the door again to look for grapes, and the grapes were smashed into a transparent plastic bag with some paper books inside, which looked like hospital cases.

Fang Cheng took it out to see, "Did you go to the hospital again?"

As a result, Fang Zhiming rushed out of the kitchen in one stride, snatching away the plastic bag, the grapes and the paper, "I just checked it, there is nothing wrong with it, and it is quite healthy."

Fang Cheng let out a sigh, but didn't think much about it.After all, with his father's nervousness towards his mother, knowing that Zhao Jinghua might get cancer in the future, it's not impossible to check him every week.

After having a meal at home after a long time, Fang Cheng was very relaxed. He took a hot shower and went to bed, and soon fell asleep.

For the rest of the weekend, he didn't contact He Yang either.They didn't meet in class until school started on Monday.

Fang Cheng behaved the same as usual - as long as he never told the truth to He Yang, He Yang would love him forever.

The "Falling Feather" in the previous life still had a lot of branches, enough for him to draw until he was 40 or [-] years old.Finish it when you finish it, or even finish it if you don't finish it, just find some excuses for lack of inspiration.

He Yan will always love him, always will.

So he smiled at He Yan, and hid his hand under the cover of his coat, "Why didn't you go to the sprint class?"

"Go back to work and see you." He Yan pinched his fingertips, his usually indifferent expression was a little worried at this moment: "You don't look very well, are you sick? I sent you a WeChat message yesterday and ignored me. "

Fang Cheng shook his head lightly, "No, I was just thinking about the plot of the next manga, and I didn't look at my phone."

"Well, that's good, then I'll go." He Yan wanted to leave, but was held by the other party's hand that didn't let go.

"I……"

"Ok?"

Fang Cheng's pupils fluttered, he pursed his lips, and whispered, "Kiss me."

He Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled—that kind of smile with curved eyebrows and teeth, so beautiful that even Chu Yang in the morning was inferior.

He scratched the tip of Xia Cheng's nose, and couldn't hide the joy in his voice, "Come with me downstairs."

"Um……"

There were many students wandering around in the morning. Fortunately, the sprint class turned out to be an empty classroom, and there was only an office of the liberal arts teaching and research group around it, and the door was still closed at this time.

The two hid behind the classroom door, kissing each other with lips and teeth, and the sound of water made people blush and heartbeat.

When Fang Cheng returned to Class [-], the class representative even collected his homework.

Wang Sijia was eating breakfast, holding a deep-fried dough stick, mouthful of oil, and looking at him with his legs crossed: "What are you doing? The homework has been handed in for you, from your schoolbag."

"Thanks."

"Thank you so much, I'll hand in the manuscript quickly. I've been waiting for you, a private little fan, until the flowers are almost gone." She changed from her seat to He Cheng's seat, and whispered: "Where is the painting, give it to me first." Take a look to satisfy your hunger."

"Hiss! You!" Fang Cheng stepped on the leg of the chair and pushed her away, "Can you act like a girl?"

Wang Sijia laughed loudly, "Okay~~ Innocent little Chengcheng, his face is blushing."

Fang Cheng glanced at the empty seat in front of his eyes, and asked casually, "Why hasn't Chen Yurui come yet?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiaoxing turned around with red eyes, her face haggard as if she hadn't slept for three days, "She is sick and asked for leave."

"Sick?" Wang Sijia suppressed her smile, "What's wrong? Is it serious?"

Xiao Xiaoxing punched the desk angrily, and there was a loud bang, and the whole class fell silent for two seconds.He stared at Wang Sijia as if he was looking at an enemy: "Tell me, is Chen Yurui dating someone else?!"

"..." Wang Sijia and Fang Cheng looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.

Fang Cheng said in a deep voice: "What happened? Could it be Chen Yurui..."

"She is pregnant."

"..."

Xiao Xiaoxing's shoulders were trembling slightly, and the veins on his neck were bulging. He grabbed Wang Sijia by the collar, and his whole body seemed to be ignited with anger, "She won't say who it is, but you must know it!"

Fang Cheng pulled him away from Wang Sijia, "Xiao Xiaoxing, calm down, this is school!"

"So? She deserves to be bullied?!"

"Why does she come back to school after you make this a big deal!" Fang Cheng wished he could slap him, and shouted in a low voice, "Can you shut your mouth!"

Xiao Xiaoxing trembled all over, let go of Wang Sijia, fell back to his seat, and put his head in his hands: "I... I just... feel bad..."

Wang Sijia touched his sore neck and sighed, "Class is about to start, let's talk about it later."

After self-study in the morning, the three of them went to the small garden behind the teaching building. Only two people could sit on the bench, so Fang Cheng squatted on the table by the pond, looking at the students who occasionally passed by.

"She talked with Xu Quan for a while. It wasn't her who said it, but Fang Cheng and I found out about it secretly. Xu Quan didn't let her talk about it, so she kept it a secret." Wang Sijia picked up a pebble until it was tied up. On the ice water surface, hit a hole.