Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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However, the changes in He Cheng only stopped here.When he was in school, he helped solve Fang Cheng's "wasted breakfast". In return, he would help Fang Cheng get water between classes.

It's all fair trade, and other than that, it's the same as before.

On the contrary, Xiao Xiaoxing and Fang Cheng got acquainted quickly, and Fang Cheng suddenly learned that he and He Yang were from the same junior high school.

After the respite exercise ended that day, Fang Cheng did not follow He Yan back to work, but went to the canteen with Xiao Xiaoxing to buy drinks.

Xiao Xiaoxing said: "He Cheng was originally a class older than me. Something happened to his family during the summer vacation after he graduated from the third year of junior high school. He took a year off from school. When I was in the first year of high school, I followed him back to school, just in the same class."

Fang Cheng took out a bottle of the AD calcium he bought and handed it to him, holding a bottle to drink himself, "Is this the character he had in junior high school?"

Xiao Xiaoxing recalled, "He was also a college bully in junior high school, and he was not so fat in junior high school, he was very handsome, and there were many girls who liked him."

"You gained weight during your one-year absence from school?"

"That's right, he was really tall, thin, and handsome at that time. He was a well-known high-cold academic bully, and he was a man who would secretly take pictures when he met on campus." Xiao Xiaoxing sighed regretfully , "I don't know what happened, it suddenly became like this."

Fang Cheng stared at the asphalt road in front of his toes, slightly absent-minded.

He went on to say: "When He Yan came to school, our junior high school girls were all disillusioned. There was a post on the school post bar where girls discussed him. Later, it seemed that someone leaked inside information and it was deleted. Later That's it for now."

The two walked and chatted back to class, but He Yan was not in the seat, and the classmates in the class were noisy, and it was more lively than usual.

Fang Cheng gave Liu Sijia a bottle of milk, and put the last one on He Cheng's table bucket, and asked casually, "Why are they talking so enthusiastically?"

Liu Sijia thanked her sweetly, "We are going to hold a sports meeting when we come back from the May [-]st holiday. We are signing up now. What event do you want to apply for?"

Fang Cheng is a real rookie in sports. He never won a single place in a sports meeting in his previous life, and he probably won't get a single place in the sports meeting in his previous life. "Just wait until you report the rest and give me the rest. Anyway, it's the same for me to participate in everything."

Liu Sijia: "Okay, I'll tell the sports committee for you." Then he ran to the front in a bounce.

Fang Cheng didn't take this matter to heart.He first went to the post bar of Shuyun No. [-] Middle School to browse around, but he did not find any posts related to He Yan's suspension of school, but found a few beautiful pictures of him in junior high school, clean and thin, full of youthful feeling, very different from his current flesh.

Without finding any clues, Fang Cheng began to think about how to make money to support Alder He.From being a tutor to thinking about serving dishes, he finally found that at his current age, no one would use him even if he moved bricks.

He lay down on the table sullenly, rubbing his head irritably.

It's too difficult, and it's really not that easy to be a benefactor.

On the last weekend of April, in conjunction with the May Day holiday, Fang Zhiming’s transfer procedures were finally completed. The family went to a restaurant to celebrate the reunion. It was only after seven o’clock after eating. Zhao Jinghua proposed to go to a nearby park together. take a walk.

Fang Cheng stared at the couple and smiled slyly: "I won't go. How can I be so ungrateful in the two-person world after so much trouble? I'll go play with my classmates for a while."

Standing behind his wife, Fang Zhiming gave his son a thumbs up, "It's fine to stay at a classmate's house for one night, and come back tomorrow morning for more...".

Zhao Jinghua blushed, turned around and pinched his hand, "Go, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows, blissful in his heart, and suddenly changed his mind: "I suddenly don't want to go! I haven't stayed with Dad for a long time, and I have to follow you! Mom, you can sleep in my room tonight, and I will go with you." Dad and son have a good talk..."

Fang Zhiming's expression changed instantly, and he cursed: "Go away! Who the hell wants to talk to you brat!"

Zhao Jinghua sullenly said, "How can you speak in front of your son!"

Fang Cheng chuckled, "It's okay not to go, that's it, I'm a little tight..."

Fang Zhiming rolled his eyes and took out his wallet: "How much do you want?"

Fang Chengbi slapped him.

"Fifty? Easy to say."

"five hundred!"

"What?" Fang Zhiming came up and slapped him across the head, "Five hundred? I'll give you five hundred slaps!"

Fang Cheng let out an exaggerated "Ouch", and hid behind Zhao Jinghua, "Mom, Dad beat me so stupid, I can't even get into Huaqing..."

Fang Zhiming sneered, "You can pull it down! You can't pass the exam even if I borrow your brains!"

Zhao Jinghua glared at him, "You can talk nonsense, our son is smart!"

Fang Zhiming pointed at Fang Cheng tremblingly: "You, you, you will provoke me to have a relationship with your mother! I gave birth to you in vain, so I said we should have a daughter! The brat is too irritating!"

"Dad, everyone who has gone to school knows that the man decides whether to have a boy or a girl. You can't blame my mother for that." Fang Cheng provocatively said, "Just say whether you will give it or not! If you don't give it to me, then follow me." My mother changed rooms to sleep!"

Fang Zhiming gritted his teeth with hatred, and took out five brand new pink tickets from his bag: "Here!"

Fang Cheng got his wish, let go of Zhao Jinghua, "Okay, then I won't go back tonight, I'll stay at my classmate's house!"

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, Fang Cheng waved his hands, "Let's go quickly, I will pack two dishes for my classmates."

Zhao Jinghua walked halfway, turned her head and pointed at him and warned: "Don't spend money indiscriminately!"

"I know, I know!"

The couple left side by side. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Fang Cheng saw his father put his wife in his arms as soon as he went out, and after being pushed away, he clung to her face.

Bah, old and indecisive.

——But this is the meaning of his rebirth.

He Yan's house is on the first floor, and Fang Cheng can see the lights on in his house from a distance. The light is weak, but it still illuminates a space.The strange thing is that the neighbors of his house seem to be all pitch-black, and it doesn't look like someone lives there.

Fang Cheng knocked on the door, and a cold question came from inside: "Who?"

"it's me."

He Yan opened the door, a few strands of forehead hair stuck to his forehead wetly, his lips were tightly pressed together, his face was pale.

Fang Cheng tensed up all of a sudden, broke into his house, put his hand on his forehead, and felt relieved when he touched the cool body temperature, "Fortunately, he didn't have a fever. What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

He Yan seemed to be weak all over, but he didn't dodge like usual, and let Fang Cheng help him to the bed in the bedroom.

A corner of the quilt was thrown up messily, it seems that He Yan was sleeping before opening the door for him, so this kind of physical reaction is probably a nightmare.

"Going to bed so early?"

He Yan rubbed his swollen and painful temples, "Yeah."

"Didn't you sleep last night?"

"Didn't sleep."

Fang Cheng raised his head and glanced at the headlights in He Cheng's room. There was no trace of being burned here, it was very bright, and the curtains were thin.

Could it be that the light was not suitable at night, and the curtains could not block the sunlight during the day, which made him sleep badly?After all, in his previous life, He Cheng was very picky when sleeping.

Fang Cheng put the packed meal on the only table in the room, "Have you eaten yet? I brought you something to eat."

He Yan closed his eyes, his face was gloomy, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "No need..."

"It's not free." Fang Cheng knew he was going to refuse, so he prepared his excuses in advance, "My parents are going to have a two-person world today, so they kicked me out. I want to stay at your house for one night."

He Yan raised his eyelids and looked at him indifferently, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Are you sure?"

Fang Cheng helped him with the tableware, "Sure, I've already collected my dad's money, so I can't count my words."

He Yan licked his lower lip calmly, ready to appreciate the frightened expression of the other party: "This place is not clean."

Fang Cheng paused when he removed the chopsticks, "What do you mean?"

"There have been murders here, the kind where hands and feet were chopped up and dismembered."