Gong Ze finally understood what this damn world had merged into.
Feng Xueping from the previous world had met him later.
In this world, Feng Xueping was his childhood sweetheart.
A police academy freshman.
His parents were both police in another city, while Feng Xueping lived with his grandfather, Old Master Feng, across from Gong Ze’s home. He had grown up with Gong Ze in the same neighborhood.
The classmate gathering they were going to was actually classmates from a study class—the kind where a famous teacher opened a class and taught the same batch of students, not elementary or middle school classmates.
When they arrived at the gathering spot and pushed open the private room door.
The few people talking inside stopped and subconsciously looked toward them. When Gong Ze saw their faces, his mouth twitched slightly.
No way…
The world had gone this insane?
Feng Xueping kept a smile on his face and turned his head to whisper to Gong Ze: “I know you never remember useless relationships. Maybe you’ve even forgotten them. Just in case, let me remind you.
Counting from left to right, they are Yan Liben and Yan Zhenzhen. They’re biological siblings but their relationship is average. Not the same mother. Their old man at home is an official. Both are very fake.
Then there’s Qin Chuan. This one is even more of a poser.”
Feng Xueping sneered: “Since the study class, this guy has been trying to steal your spotlight every day. Normally you don’t even bother looking at him. This kid’s family is rich. A rich second generation. Yan Liben is okay. His sister Yan Zhenzhen and Qin Chuan both got into the study class through connections. You still remember, right? Yan Zhenzhen even likes this guy.
This kid’s ass isn’t clean. Seems he’s gay but keeps Yan Zhenzhen hanging in ambiguous flirtation. The way he looks at you is weird too. A dumbass.”
Gong Ze: “…”
After Feng Xueping’s sharp commentary, without moving his lips, he said in a voice only the two of them could hear: “Then there’s Wang Shuisheng. This kid’s studies are okay, but his family is very poor. He always worshipped you. He once even wanted to be your little follower.”
Gong Ze: “…”
“And Jiang Lin’an, Ji Huai, Gao Chun… These are all high-ranking cadres’ children from the same compound. Tsk tsk, our class has too much water content.”
Gong Ze: “…”
Feng Xueping patted his shoulder, his smiling face handsome: “It’s fine. It’s okay if you don’t recognize them. You follow me and I’ll smooth things over for you. Weren’t things always like this before?”
Gong Ze: “…”
Gong Ze looked woodenly at the people inside the private room.
I don’t recognize them? Heh, if I told you it would scare you to death. Not only do I recognize them, I’ve killed more than half of them:)
Looking at them, for a moment Gong Ze felt like a fierce ghost coming to claim lives, and also like a movie had finished filming and wrapped, with dead characters sitting at the same table eating and laughing while covered in blood.
Fuck.
Am I fucking dreaming? Huh?
This wrap-up joke is too hellish.
Anyone with a weaker mindset would probably be scared insane.
Even Gong Ze’s foot, stepping in, stopped in midair, his expression strange.
And while his mood was bizarre and complicated, the people inside warmly greeted Gong Ze:
“Isn’t this Gong Ze?”
Qin Chuan wore a smile like he was a sunny, cheerful central air conditioner, carrying a sense of superiority as if he were the host, and greeted Gong Ze: “Come in. Why are you standing at the door? We were just talking about you.”
Gong Ze was silent for a moment, then murmured quietly: “…This flavor really is long-missed.”
Beside him came Feng Xueping’s displeased light tsk, “Pretentious king.”
Damn, it’s an AA gathering, what are you pretending for.
Feng Xueping was on good terms with Gong Ze and especially could not stand Qin Chuan’s peacock display and hidden competition with Gong Ze. Smiling with a “heh heh,” he said, “Of course the protagonist arrives last,” while pulling Gong Ze inside and closing the private room door.
“Then you’re not the protagonist, because someone else still hasn’t come.” Qin Chuan curved his lips in reply, his gaze landing on Gong Ze, a faint light flickering in the depths of his eyes. “Gong Ze, long time no see.”
Gong Ze: …
Sorry, I still remember the mess you looked like when you died. This scene of Qin Chuan greeting him was really too ridiculous. Forgive Gong Ze for twitching his mouth, truly unable to say the words “long time no see.”
Qin Chuan, given the cold shoulder by Gong Ze, unhappily spoke in tea-scented, tea-flavored words: “As expected of our class’s study god. Look at this air.”
Yan Zhenzhen, dressed exquisitely with shiny lip gloss, rolled her eyes.
Because she secretly liked Qin Chuan, she especially could not stand Gong Ze’s look of looking down on everyone, and muttered: “What a big face, still calling himself the protagonist. Qin Ge spoke to him and he didn’t even reply.”
And on Yan Zhenzhen’s other side, Yan Liben lowered his voice and warned sternly.
“What does it matter to you what he’s like? Stay in your place. Gong Ze entered that place. In the future he definitely won’t remain in the pond. Stop throwing your young lady temper around and causing trouble for him. If you bring disaster on Dad, I won’t forgive you!”
He was dull like a bear, but when his face darkened it was frightening.
Seeing Gong Ze, Yan Liben, who in the previous life had been like a heretic fanatically obsessed with Gong Ze, only politely nodded at Gong Ze. Gong Ze found it incredibly novel.
And Yan Zhenzhen, who in the previous life had hated Yan Liben and been very arrogant, under Yan Liben’s warning actually showed a fearful expression, pouted, and did not even retort.
Gong Ze was surprised, then understood.
In this life, Yan Liben did not seem to have gone astray.
According to their father Yan Cheng’s preference for sons over daughters, in this life Yan Liben, as the legitimate eldest son, had grown up in the Yan family since childhood, with an absolutely superior status at home.
Yan Zhenzhen certainly dared to snap at others, but did not dare provoke Yan Liben in the slightest.
Suddenly, Gong Ze smiled.
“Heh…”
Interesting.
This merged world of chaotic melee had actually become so interesting.
At this moment, Wang Shuisheng, sitting on the right, saw the refined black-clad youth and lit up all over, waving constantly: “Gong Ze, Gong Ze, you and Feng Xueping sit here with me! There are empty seats here. I saved them specially for you two.”
Familiar faces, each one personally killed by him, made Gong Ze a little uncomfortable. He narrowed his eyes and lazily sat down with Feng Xueping in the seats Wang Shuisheng had saved for them.
“Gong Ze, Gong Ze, I heard you were recruited by some… wow, you’re so amazing, you… blah blah blah…”
Wang Shuisheng worshipfully pulled Gong Ze into endless talking.
Gong Ze wore a faint smile, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Lin’an, Ji Huai, and Gao Chun.
In the previous life, Jiang Lin’an had even become his son Gu Panpan’s godfather. Now they and Gong Ze did not seem very familiar, only nodding, barely qualifying as nodding acquaintances.
After Gong Ze and Feng Xueping sat down, Qin Chuan, whom Gong Ze had just ignored, came again.
“None of you know where Gong Ze went later, right? I know. My family can hear some inside information.”
After arousing the others’ curiosity, Qin Chuan glanced at Gong Ze’s expression while saying: “The place Gong Ze entered is full of geniuses gathered from all over the country.”
Suddenly he changed the subject.
To Gong Ze he said: “Gong Ze, but I heard that the other students in that place all graduated early and chose their directions, and only you are still studying and haven’t graduated. What’s going on?”
Hearing this, Gong Ze glanced at the smiling Qin Chuan.
Feng Xueping’s face suddenly turned cold. Just as he was about to flare up, Yan Zhenzhen, who forgot the pain once the wound healed, giggled and rushed to speak: “What else could it be? Our study god among ordinary people became an ordinary person when he got there! Hahaha!”
At this, everyone present had different expressions.
Quite a few probing gazes landed on Gong Ze.
Although Yan Zhenzhen was stupid, maybe she had actually guessed right. Otherwise, why could Gong Ze not graduate?
Qin Chuan secretly felt pleased.
Gong Ze stared at him without speaking.
Qin Chuan spoke in tea-scented, tea-flavored words, pretending to be apologetic: “Zhenzhen, what are you saying? Sorry, Gong Ze, I didn’t mean that. I was worried whether the competitive pressure inside was too great, so you didn’t perform well.”
Suddenly Gong Ze looked at him and said slowly: “Do you still like chopsticks now?”
Qin Chuan was stunned: “What?”
Gong Ze immediately smiled: “No, nothing.”
Qin Chuan: …
Although Gong Ze said nothing, he always felt this smile was so awkward.
The complacency on Qin Chuan’s face withdrew. He looked at Gong Ze with a sinister gaze.
And Gong Ze pressed down Feng Xueping’s shoulder as Feng Xueping was about to curse, and said lightly: “Seems your family has some channels, but not many. I graduated long ago, didn’t you know? But the direction I chose is classified and cannot be told to you. There’s nothing good in there either. It’s not much different from studying outside. All very boring. Qin Chuan, your information is a bit behind.”
Qin Chuan’s smile froze on his face.
“I…”
Yan Zhenzhen, seeing the male god she secretly liked being retorted, angrily said: “Brother Qin just doesn’t care to pay attention!”
“Yo yo yo, look at you, why are you in such a hurry? No one said Qin Chuan deliberately paid attention.” Hearing Gong Ze’s counterattack, Feng Xueping was instantly delighted. He smiled brilliantly and hooked an arm around Gong Ze’s neck.
“See, I told you. Our study god shines wherever he goes, let alone one of the dozen-plus chosen from hundreds of millions of students… Heh heh, even the worst student in the rocket class is a god when put in an ordinary class, right?”
Hearing this, Wang Shuisheng instantly looked at Gong Ze with puppy eyes.
So awesome!
Jiang Lin’an and the others also nodded. That was the reasoning. If Gong Ze could enter that place, no matter what, in the future he would be separated from them by class and soar straight up.
Yan Zhenzhen: …
Yan Zhenzhen was about to speak again when Yan Liben beside her scolded: “Enough!”
Yan Zhenzhen immediately choked and shut her mouth with fear and unwillingness.
Yan Liben looked apologetically at Gong Ze. “Sorry. My sister’s brain isn’t good.”
“Brother!!”
The girl shouted as if humiliated, but Yan Liben did not pay her any attention at all. She only knew how to be used as a gun by that sinister Qin Chuan.
“It’s fine.” Gong Ze waved his hand and, as familiar as in the previous life, crossed his legs and leaned against Feng Xueping, this troublesome friend. “Let’s talk about something else. There’s nothing much to talk about regarding me.”
“…”
Gong Ze leaned against him. Feng Xueping was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
Before, when he and Gong Ze got along well, it was actually always him clinging to Gong Ze’s side without ever giving up.
Gong Ze suddenly doing this gave Feng Xueping a flattered, delighted surprise. Even his brows and eyes stretched open.
He adjusted his posture so Gong Ze could lean more comfortably.
And even started whispering.
“Actually, the reason I brought you here is because Qin Chuan and those posers always talk behind your back, saying you’re not doing well in that place, that you’re not as good as others. To show off and step on you, damn it, it pissed me off. I insisted on bringing you here to slap their faces hard.”
Gong Ze chuckled quietly: “That’s less interesting than you and me going to the roadside for barbecue.”
Feng Xueping’s smile widened: “Exactly, well said!”
After the small friction passed, the private room chatted off and on.
Gong Ze held fruit juice and watched familiar faces converse, and unexpectedly felt a trace of peace.
Actually, the wrap-up joke was not bad.
Gong Ze zoned out.
Although the previous life had entanglements of gratitude and resentment, and he had even sent several of them off, and in this life a few still had that same damn attitude, they were nevertheless vividly alive.
Gong Ze was not a bloodthirsty person.
The people from all the worlds he had been to finally gathered in the same world. There seemed to be nothing bad about it. It even let Gong Ze taste a bit of the completeness of a grand reunion ending.
And most importantly,
His teacher Ji Xingzhou had also come back.
Gong Ze thought secretly: If the accidental fusion at the final moment was only like this, then it was nothing much…
Just as Gong Ze was zoning out, the private room door was pushed open again. Gong Ze heard Feng Xueping beside him greeting:
“No wonder Qin Chuan said we weren’t the last ones. You finally came.”
Hm?
Gong Ze looked up accordingly.
Then he saw Sang You and Feng Yuan walk in one after the other.
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