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"Jiang Che, you..."
Gao Yun looked at Jiang Che's back, which was leaving without looking back, with some disbelief.
Jiang Che should have just taken everything over.
Why did you just leave like that?
Gao Yun turned to look at Su Rongyin again.
Su Rongyin bit her lip and said angrily: "Let's go by ourselves!"
She quickened her pace. The large and small bags she was carrying had already caused her back pain, and her thin body was even more shaky.
…
In the Internet cafe, Jiang Che single-handedly killed his opponent Yasuo for the second time. He played the flute elegantly and at the same time turned to look at his companions beside him: "Call daddy!"
Chen Yunsong frowned: "One more round! I don't believe you are so good!"
"Come on Jifei, we agreed to win two out of three games, with one blood and one tower and one hundred soldiers. If you lose two games in a row, you've lost all your pants. Call dad!" Jiang Che didn't give him a chance at all.
"I..." Chen Yunsong hesitated, his face turning red.
They have often taken advantage of each other, but they really want to call each other daddy...
"One dad, one bag of crispy noodles!"
Jiang Che suddenly stretched out a finger.
Chen Yunsong stood up as soon as he ran away, went to the bar and brought back two bags of raccoons.
A dispute between father and son ended with Chen Yunsong cutting off meat and buying two bags of crispy noodles.
They have a very good relationship.
But the young man's morale and face always have to be maintained.
The two of them each had a bag and ate it loudly.
Just pure friendship, without any other elements.
In fact, after many years, the relationship between Chen Yunsong and Jiang Che has not changed.
This boy married a virtuous wife. When Jiang Che was in the most difficult time, they borrowed money to treat his old mother-in-law and the pressure of high monthly mortgage payments. They lent Jiang Che life-saving three things. Ten thousand dollars.
After Jiang Che's meteoric rise, he naturally did not forget Chen Yunsong.
It can be said.
Chen Yunsong is the type of good brother that Jiang Che can completely trust without even thinking about it.
"Jiang Che, what are you going to do next?" Chen Yunsong chewed loudly and turned to look at Jiang Che.
"What should I do? Study hard and make progress every day!" Jiang Che replied.
"I'm not asking you this, I'm talking about Su Rongyin..." Chen Yunsong asked.
"Of course the past has gone with the wind. After so many years of licking and being rejected, it's time to wake up!" Jiang Che raised his hands to hold the back of his head and said lightly.
"Are you really lying?" Chen Yunsong looked suspicious: "It's not normal to talk about words."
"Of course it's true, something is wrong." Jiang Che stood up and left: "Let's go!"
"Why are you going?" Chen Yunsong quickly followed and ran back: "Your uncle, you haven't even checked out and got off the plane!"
Both machines paid the bill, and ten minutes later, Chen Yunsong followed Jiang Che to a barber shop.
Looking at Jiang Che who was already sitting in front of the mirror, Chen Yunsong confirmed again and again: "Jiang Che, do you really want to cut your hair? I remember you had this mushroom hair since you were a child, right? Think again, don't do it So impulsive!”
At this time, the aftertaste of the non-mainstream has not completely disappeared. Jiang Che's thick mushroom hair style still has a sense of inheritance. The hair covers his eyes, but when it affects his studies, he will pull it from the left and right twice. In this way, it will become a middle score and there will be no further impact.
"I'm not impulsive, it's not like shaving my head, changing my hairstyle, changing my mood. Teacher Tony, don't talk to him and let's get started." Jiang Che said to the barber in the mirror with a smile.
Being called a teacher instead of a master, the barber was in a good mood, and he became more comfortable cutting Jiang Che's hair. Soon, a hairstyle with long and broken hair appeared in the mirror.
Jiang Che took off his glasses again, revealing a ridiculously handsome face.
The man leaned on the clothes, the horse leaned on the saddle, changed his hairstyle, and took off his thick black-rimmed glasses. Jiang Che turned into a male god on the spot.
After being reborn, Jiang Che discovered that there were many differences about himself.
First of all, the two eyes with more than 200 degrees are no longer short-sighted.
The skin also becomes fair and delicate, without any blemishes.
the most important is.
His physical fitness has become extremely good, and all the small flaws on his figure have disappeared. It is evident that his body is perfect from top to bottom and to the middle.
It seems.
This is the benefit of Jiang Che’s rebirth!
The barber froze.
He looked at his hands.
Did you sort this out on your own?
"Jiang Che, you..."
Chen Yunsong was even more dumbfounded.
If it weren’t for seeing Jiang Che’s change with his own eyes after getting his hair cut here.
He must definitely wonder if Jiang Che has had plastic surgery!
But if you look closely, it doesn't seem to be there.
Jiang Che is quite handsome, but his black-rimmed glasses make him look dull.
The thick mushroom head is still blocking the eyes, looking stupid X2...
Now this.
It smells like the seal has been released.
Walking out of the barber shop, Chen Yunsong felt happy for Jiang Che, and his steps became brisk: "Lao Jiang, I think you have a great chance of confessing to the school beauty of Su now."
"Confess your love to me."
Jiang Che put his hands on the back of his head: "I have figured it out a long time ago. There is no grass anywhere in the world, and college life is the best. A great life is in front of you, why hang yourself on a tree?"
"ah?"
"Stop! Let's go back to our homes. My parents are probably back."
Looking at Jiang Che's leaving figure, Chen Yunsong scratched the back of his head: "Is college life so good? I have given up on the beauty from Su School who I have been chasing for so long..."
On the way home.
The warm breeze blows on my face.
Jiang Che was also in an unusually comfortable mood.
If only I could have one ounce of gold and one ounce of wind when I was young.
This was the sentence that impressed Jiang Che the most in a certain novel in his previous life.
How many times had he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office on the top floor of the building and imagined how great it would be if he could go back to his youth.
did not expect.
It’s really a new life!
In his previous life, after failing the college entrance examination and dropping out of school, Jiang Che followed Su Rongyin to Jinling.
At that time, they were no longer in the same world.
No matter how hard he licked her, the distance between them grew further and further.
After all, the two are strangers.
After leaving completely, Jiang Che finally came to his senses and picked up his life again.
I started from scratch and made great achievements.
But now, overnight, decades of hard work were in vain, and he had nothing again.
But Jiang Che didn't have any regrets.
Youth all over again is something that no amount of money can buy!
Moreover.
Jiang Che has already lived once and knows the direction of the times, as well as the successful experience in his previous life, the experience of dealing with all kinds of monsters and monsters, and various factors... making money is not difficult!
Standing in front of the very familiar door, there was faint movement inside, and I could vaguely hear the voice of my mother, Chen Feirong, asking her father, Jiang Liyun, to call me and ask where I died.
Take out the key and open the door to enter the house.
Seeing my parents again after a lifetime.
Jiang Che's heart couldn't be more excited.
"Dad! Mom! I'm back!" Jiang Che shouted excitedly.
My mother, Chen Firong, a well-maintained and beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties, came out of the kitchen with a spatula in hand and looked at Jiang Che with a smile, which made Jiang Che feel a little scared.
"Your dad said the house smelled of alcohol. Why don't you tell me what you did these days when we were not home?"
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Jiang Che looked at Jiang Liyun.
"Hiss..."
The old father drank tea strategically, turning his head without even looking at Jiang Che.
