After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Zhong Chen took the pills and swallowed it down.

Then he opened the lid of the instant noodles and ate them in small bites.

I don't know if I am hungry or because of my first contact with instant noodles...Zhong Chen actually thinks it is much more delicious than the delicacies of the mountains and the sea.

"Thank you." He told Qi Linqing.

Qi Linqing: "I looked at the ingredient list, this instant noodles is very unhealthy. You have to eat well next time, know?"

Zhong Chen: "Hmm..."

This kind of tone like his father's teaching his son once again made him a little dizzy.

Zhong Chen took a deep breath, as if his patience had reached its peak.

"I take the liberty to ask, how old were you in your last life?" he asked.

Qi Linqing frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Here comes again.

Every time you encounter such a topic, the other party usually pretends to be dumb, or changes the topic, it is like building a line of defense with a copper wall and an iron wall.

Zhong Chen felt strange emotions in his heart, like hitting a ghost in a quiet mountain. However, it is not convenient for him to continue questioning in this situation because he has just eaten instant noodles and stomach medicine.

After eating the instant noodles, his stomach no longer hurts.

He threw the garbage away, brushed his teeth again, and lay back on the bed with the quilt rolled up.

"Good night."

Patter.

The light went out and the room fell into darkness.

After a while, Zhong Chen heard a low-pitched male voice from around him, saying:

"Good night."

Since that day, Zhong Chen found that their dormitory had undergone some silent changes.

For example, a bag of snacks, fruit, milk, etc. are placed on the table cabinet.

For another example, a first aid kit appeared in the house, which contained regular medicines. The types of stomach medicines are the most complete.

"Why are you buying these?" he asked knowingly.

Qi Linqing: "I bought you snacks and medicine, otherwise you will suddenly feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, and I won't know where to find you for a while."

Zhong Chen didn't expect the other party to be so caring.

But in fact, the Fu Yi in his impression is not such a detail-oriented person.

In his opinion, the master is like a piece of wood.

And Qi Linqing's sultry behavior, intentionally or unintentionally, clearly showed a higher emotional intelligence.

"thanks."

Zhong Chen pursed his lips, holding back the joy in his heart, walked to the table and cabinet, opened the bag to see what snacks were in it.

result.

His eyes froze.

Compressed biscuits, baking soda biscuits, low-calorie biscuits, dry oatmeal, low-sugar soft buns...what the **** are these!

"You call them snacks?" Zhong Chen asked back.

Qi Linqing nodded, with a solemn expression, like the old school of the management office: "I have deliberately investigated. These are the healthiest foods in the entire studio supermarket."

Zhong Chen: "..."

He decided to take back the words that praised the other party's high EQ for the time being.

Qi Linqing was promoted to class A, and the classmates saw his paintings with their own eyes.

Then they were silent.

The other party's level of sketching and coloring, I'm afraid the teacher is nothing more than that.

It makes them doubt life—is he really a beginner in Western painting?

The students talked a lot in private, and some even deliberately went to watch the "Deformation Meter" again. They carefully compared the environment in which Qi Linqing lived in the 18 years before, and they did not seem to have studied painting at all.

Such a poor family should have no extra money for him to buy painting materials and pigments.

I heard that Qi Linqing taught Chinese painting because he was fortunate enough to meet a good-hearted Chinese painting master who had retired from the local area.

And in the following days, they even saw how terrifying Qi Linqing's progress was like riding on a rocket.

According to the words of class A sketching teacher Shi Mingda: "Student Qi's daily paintings have become better and more detailed to the naked eye, but what about you? I can't see your progress with a magnifying glass!"

But in fact, Shi Mingda's remarks are also exaggerated.

Painting is something that requires long-term persistence. It is indeed difficult for ordinary people to see changes in progress in the short term.

He shouldn't compare ordinary people with geniuses like Qi Linqing.

Sure enough, many of the favorites in Class A immediately suffered a big setback in their confidence.

They used to be the objects of praise from the teachers, but now in front of Qi Linqing, they are as low as dust.

They rushed to paint day and night, and some even only slept a few hours a day.

However, in the end they found sadly that they were still farther and farther away from Qi Linqing.

The few students in Class A who had dark circles under their eyes and looked haggard, once unwilling to look at each other, decided to give up altogether.

"It's too curly."

"If this goes on, we will only be squeezed out by staying up late."

The most unwilling thing in a person's life is to admit his mediocrity.

Maybe they were proud before they met Qi Linqing.

But after today, these people completely put away the rebelliousness that they thought they were young geniuses.

They have seen with their own eyes, what is meant by someone outside a person, there are mountains outside the mountain.

The world of genius is something mortals will never understand.

Yan Sha is a student in class C.

He loves sports and is well-known in the class.

This day, he and his classmates were holding basketballs and preparing to go to the playground to play.

When passing by Class A, Yan Xia subconsciously slowed down and looked sideways into the window.

The classmate teased: "Which beauty are you looking at?"

Yan Xia said solemnly: "I'm watching a handsome guy."

"Hey." The classmate didn't care. After all, if Yan Sha grew up like this, no one thought he would be curved.

Yan Xia's eyes fell on the young man sitting by the window, and his heart moved slightly.

It's lunch break. Many students in the classroom are frolicking and playing with mobile phones, but he and a few students are still immersed in painting.

Qi Linqing may never realize how charming the way he paints.

His straight back, the deep profile of his profile, and the elegant posture of raising his hand to write on the paper are like a masterpiece, firmly imprinted in Yan Xia's mind, lingering.

Yan Sha likes to paint.

He loved reading comics, comic strips and so on since he was a kid.

Perhaps since then, the seeds of art have been planted, taking root secretly. Before he was about to face the college entrance examination at the age of eighteen, he suddenly broke ground and was out of control.

Therefore, Yan Xia was not surprised to realize that he would be attracted by Qi Linqing.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" He turned to ask his classmates.

Classmate: "No, right? Are you still doing this? Let's go, which girl are you looking at again."

Yan Sha gave him a violent shudder, "What are you talking about! I'm serious."

Classmate: "Who?"

Yan Xia's slightly dark skin showed redness, and he smiled unconsciously and said, "Qi Linqing."

classmate:"???"

Classmate: "You are crazy."

In fact, Yan Sha is not crazy.

He still belongs to the smarter type.

From meeting Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen on a morning jog every day, he realized that these two were definitely not lovers.

Real couples can’t get along like this.

That's why Yan Xia wanted to have the courage to give it a try. Will he succeed if he is not sure?

In this regard, the students can only say: "You have so much courage."

Yan Xia happily said, "No, I listen to Liang Jingru's songs every day, she is my goddess."

classmate:"……"

From that day on, Yan Sha decided to pursue Qi Linqing.

However, he had never chased a boy before, and his limited love experience made him only find answers in Korean dramas.

For example, give breakfast, give gifts, run every morning to find each other to chat with each other.

"Hi." He greeted each other directly and confidently.

Qi Linqing didn't notice it at first. Until I saw the breakfast and chocolates from Yan Sha, even if he was an ancient person, he felt something was wrong.

Zhong Chen said to him blankly: "This guy is chasing you."

Qi Linqing: "..."

He was chased by mankind in the 21st century for the first time.

Compare your age, you can be the ancestor of the other party, right?

Qi Linqing only thought that Yan Xia was still young, and avoided him as much as possible. He and Zhong Chen started running around the other side in the morning, and would not accept anything from Yan Sha.

Like, completely ignored this person.

However, Yan Xia still persevered, and came to wait at the door of Class A after school. Encountered a sudden rainstorm, he ran over to deliver the umbrella as soon as possible. Knowing that Zhong Chen likes to drink milk tea, he deliberately asked to run errands to do what he liked.

He even got to know Feng Jiaqing by some means.

Finally, Feng Jiaqing couldn't help it and came to Qi Linqing: "Brother, would you like to tell him clearly?"

Qi Linqing: "Huh?"

Feng Jiaqing sighed, "I think he has been obsessed with not being saved. I have told Yan Xia about one thousand eight hundred times that you and Zhong Chen are a couple. He doesn't believe me life and death, and now he still buys milk tea for Zhong Chen..."

Qi Linqing was taken aback, "He buys milk tea for Zhong Chen?"

Feng Jiaqing: ‘Yes, don’t you know? ’

Qi Linqing really didn't know.

"Persuade him. Otherwise, all sports students may be like this," Feng Jiaqing pointed to his head and said, "There is the spirit of not giving up."

Qi Linqing nodded thoughtfully.

That night, he and Zhong Chen went to the cafeteria to buy a supper, and they ran into Yan Sha on the way.

Of course this should not be a coincidence.

They are in different directions from Yan Sha's dormitory, and they have met each other here several times during this period.

"Hello, what a coincidence, I invite you to have supper." Yan Sha waved at them.

Zhong Chen looked at Yan Sha and whispered to Qi Linqing: "If you want to get rid of him, I don't mind if you say that I am your target."

Qi Linqing's words are concise and concise: "No need."

Zhong Chen's expression was stagnant.

Isn't it... the other party doesn't want to get rid of Yansha?

This guess answer made his mood plummet like a roller coaster.

Qi Linqing took a few steps forward and said to Yan Xia, "Can I talk to you?"

Yan Sha thought that the other party was about to agree, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise: "Of course, where are we going? Find a quiet place?"

Qi Linqing: "It's all right here."

Yan Sha: "Good, good."

Qi Linqing is straight to the point: "Do you like me?"

Yan Sha nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes! I have never liked someone so much. If you are willing to be with me, I will be nice to you..."

"Sorry." Qi Linqing looked calm, "I don't fall in love early, and I don't like people who fall in love early."

Yan Sha: "......?"

The corners of Zhong Chen's mouth twitched slightly, but he was a little secretively proud. He knew that Qi Linqing was about to start. Only when the other party persuades and educates others, the words will gradually increase, and it will give people the illusion of being chanted in the ear by the teaching director.

Qi Linqing said to Yan Xia from the bottom of his heart: "I think at this age, we should study hard instead of thinking about these messy things. Puppy love is very undesirable, it will only consume our enthusiasm and Energy. With this time, we should read more books and draw more pictures."

Yan Sha: "..."

Zhong Chen: "..."

He suddenly wanted to laugh, what he was worried about.

The time of summer vacation always flies quickly.

After a while, several studios and multi-schools will start after the joint examination.

During the weekend, Qi Linqing went home. Apart from painting, he has nothing else in life.

Except for occasionally getting tired from painting, he plays Xiaole and plays with flowers and plants for self-entertainment.

During this time, Qi Linqing has been studying board painting.

To be honest, Zhong Chen didn't believe that he could learn quickly on this at first.

The same is true for Du Yuanbai.

After all, Qi Linqing gives people the feeling that he does not use these high-tech products.

Before he learned to use a mobile phone, he was still taught by Du Yuanbai's hand.

Qi Linqing also quickly realized this shortcoming of his own.

Basically, a lot of board drawing teaching takes the form of online teaching, and finally he decided to register for a course online.

[As long as 3999, a three-month board-painting expert teaching, online 1V1 answers, you deserve it]

He was taking notes while listening to class this evening.

The teacher Wang in class is said to be very famous in the industry and has published teaching books.

But as to why he is so famous, he came out to give online classes... After all, people rely on this to eat.

The two-hour course was over and it was already more than eight o'clock late.

Qi Linqing stood up and walked around twice, went out and sat in the yard to watch the stars, breathable.

Qi Linqing likes the ancient architecture here. Although the style is not the same as that of his dynasty, it still brings him a sense of security compared to tall buildings.

He looked at the white brick wall in the distance, Xu Shi was touched by the scene, and he couldn't help but remember the time he had spent with Brother Yuan in the past.

He went back to the house and took the jade flute given by Zhong Chen, wiped it clean with a nice satin towel, and then played a song in the moonlight.

The sound of the music is irritating, and vaguely reveals a trace of vagueness and isolation from the world.

It is the song "Flying Flower Order".

The more Qi Linqing blew, the more surprised Xiao Sheng's clarity was.

Obviously, this is a good Xiao.

At the same time, separated by a wall of the courtyard house, the crew of "Pastoral Poor Residence" next door is still recording variety shows.

Fu Hanrigang and Qi Lele had a big quarrel and sat in the corner sulking.

Suddenly, Fu Hanri heard this familiar Xiao Le.

He was startled, subconsciously stood up and looked outside the wall.

The music gradually floated from the opposite side. Calculating the time, maybe Qi Linqing came back from the holiday to play.

The live performance is far more immersive than the sound coming through the headphones.

Fu Hanri heard mesmerized, his eyes moved, he took out his cell phone and even recorded the short period of Xiao Le.

Although there will be noises, he is also happy.

After the song was over, his irritable thoughts were miraculously smoothed out by a gentle big hand, and his peace was restored.

At this moment, Qi Lele came over and bit her lower lip, as if thinking about a lot of things. He lowered his voice with some twisting:

"Sorry Brother Fu, I did something wrong today. I shouldn't be so headstrong."

Qi Lele rarely shows weakness unilaterally.

He was born rich and rich, and he was not short of love since he was a child.

If it were before, Fu Hanri would definitely give him a step down, and this would end the quarrel, and the two reconciled as before.

But now Fu Hanri suddenly confirmed his inner thoughts.

"Let's break up." He said calmly.

In the dark of night, Qi Lele's expression was like a cracked egg, with a few wisps of egg white thick syrup hanging down. It looks incredible.

"Linqing, you are at home, remember to collect the express tomorrow."

Before going to bed, Qi Linqing received a call from Mr. Yan.

"Well, good." He asked, "Did you send me anything?"

Father Yan: "I bought you some clothes. Haven't you been growing up recently? The butler told me that your clothes are all too small."

Qi Linqing thought about it for a while, it seemed that this was indeed the case. He basically bought clothes that he had bought, and he always wore those bought by the original owner or Yanmu. Now that summer is here, he is also learning that everyone starts to wear short sleeves.

But I don't know if it was because of running and exercise, his muscles gradually became more contoured, and his short sleeves became a little tight.

"Okay, thank you Grandpa."

His tone is always restrained and polite.

On the other side of the phone, Old Man Yan laughed and said, "Why do you thank me, an old man? It's not too early now, so go to bed early."

"Yeah." Qi Linqing was about to hang up.

"That's right." Old man Yan remembered something and said: "The family where you lived in the country two days ago called me. Your former cousin was studying broadcasting and wanted to stay here for a while in City B. There should be a lot of empty rooms in the house, do you mind?"

This Qi Linqing's cousin should actually be Qi Lele's cousin according to blood relationship.

But after all, this countryman is not familiar with Qi Lele, so when something goes wrong, I have to come to Qi Linqing, hoping that he can help him with the kind of nurturing he once had.

Qi Linqing changed his mobile phone number. They didn't know, and finally called Mr. Yan through multiple channels.

Qi Linqing thought about it briefly, and said, "I don't mind."

He remembered that this cousin in the novel was a positive character, and he had a good relationship with the original owner. Otherwise, the other party would not have the courage to call and ask if they can live with him.

The two families are not short of money, in fact, they can give this cousin a sum of money to live outside.

But it is not appropriate for relatives to do so.

Old man Yan: "I wanted to let him live in Qi's house, but he doesn't know Qi Lele either. Your brother is also very cold-tempered. It's better to live here. Usually you are in the studio and won't disturb each other."

Qi Linqing: "It's okay, I won't bother."

Elder Yan: "Well, well, you should rest first. I'll let someone tell him later."

"Um."

Qi Linqing hung up the phone and leaned on the bedside to read a book.

He remembered that in the original text, the ending of this little cousin was also unsatisfactory.

Although the other party is the blood relative of the protagonist Qi Lele, he was completely ignored by Qi Lele because he was always on the side of the original owner.

After the original owner committed suicide by jumping off the building, his little cousin ran all the way to Qi Lele's shooting location and threw an egg at him angrily.

As a result, this incident was photographed by the media, making a big fuss. The little cousin was described as a mindless black fan on the Internet, and was sprayed wildly by Qi Lele's fans.

The pressure of cyber violence is not something ordinary people can bear.

Just as the original owner committed suicide in the end, he also failed the college entrance examination in the end. He failed the family's expectation of borrowing money for him to learn broadcasting and hosting.

However, Qi Linqing thought that after the changes, he should not repeat the same ending.

The next day, Qi Linqing received the express delivery from Mr. Yan. The fabrics of the clothes are very soft and fit.

The elderly do not buy luxury goods, but these clothes are all handmade and the prices are quite expensive.

Qi Linqing thought for a while, went to ask for the address of the original master's grandmother Cai Xiumei, and bought a bunch of health care products for her to send.

Qi's family remits money regularly to Granny Cai every month, which can be regarded as a piece of his heart.

When the holiday came, Qi Linqing planned to go to the countryside to see each other, by the way.

In the afternoon, he took the time to go back to Qi's house and took out the things and paintings that he hadn't taken before.

When he came, Qi's parents and Qi Yingjun were not at home, only the housekeeper was there.

Qi Linqing was happy and quiet, and went home after taking the things.

He hung the two ancient paintings of Yuan Sihao on the wooden frame in the bedroom, and hid his "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" in the safe.

When Qi Linqing returned home from the holiday in the second week, he officially met Cai Ji, the cousin of the original owner.

Cai Ji is a clean and beautiful boy with good features. Although he was born in the countryside, he has developed a white skin like milk.

He is very good at talking, speaks square words in Mandarin, and everyone says he looks very similar to a well-known host on Mango Channel, which made Cai Ji a dream of broadcasting in his heart since he was a child.

Originally, with Cai's economic conditions, it was impossible for Cai Ji to learn to host broadcasting.

But because of the "Deformation Meter" that the original owner participated in, more people knew about this small village of Yangmei hidden in the mountains. This year, their Yangmei sales have soared, and the family has made a lot of money, and they have the confidence to send him out to sign up for study.

The boy was standing awkwardly at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a suitcase and a quilt bag, watching him carefully.

Shy and shy are Qi Linqing's first impressions of him.

In some respects, the other party looked exactly the same as the original owner, probably the inferiority and sensitivity that grew up in the mountains were branded in his bones.

"I'll take you to the room." Qi Linqing took the initiative to take the other party's things.

During the period, the two chatted a few words.

Cai Jinne looked at him and said, "Brother, you have changed a lot."

Qi Linqing laughed in his heart, he has not only changed a lot, he has changed a person directly.

However, it may be the influence left by the original owner. Qi Linqing felt very cordial when he saw the child.

I don't know if he will do the same when he meets Granny Cai.

There are two master bedrooms on the second floor. Qi Linqing leads Cai Ji to another room and pushes the door in.

"You can live as long as you want. It just so happens that I live here alone and feel deserted." He said.

"Okay, thank you cousin!"

Cai Ji had never seen such a luxurious house when he grew up so old, he was so excited. He scratched his body and was bitten by mosquitoes several times while riding the train. He lay down on the green skin, the air conditioner turned on as if it was useless, and his sweat was so slimy and uncomfortable.

When Qi Linqing noticed this scene, he asked him to take a bath first, and went downstairs to let the housekeeper prepare dinner.

Jingle Bell.

After a while the doorbell rang.

The housekeeper went to open the door, and saw the young man with half-arm tattoos outside, he hurriedly bent over and said, "Young Master Zhong, are you here to see the young master?"

Zhong Chen said "um" and walked in behind the housekeeper.

He held a cup of milk tea in his right hand and sipped it one after another.

"Where is Qi Linqing?" he asked.

Steward: "Master is painting in the basement. Or sit and wait for a while, and the meal will be served right away. Can you leave after you have a light meal?"

"Well, yes."

Zhong Chen sat on the sofa, his legs cocked.

The phone clanged out a lot of messages, and he responded with a few casually.

During this time, in addition to studying in the studio, Zhong Chen also gradually learned how to make money.

His talent in this regard has increased his start-up capital several times in a short period of time.

Just after replying to the news, Zhong Chen raised his head subconsciously when he heard the sound of footsteps.

I saw a beautiful boy with a tender and tender grandma, with only a bath towel all over his body. His short soft hair was dripping wet, and there were several pink strawberry prints (bitten by mosquitoes) on his neck.

He walked down the stairs, his face a little horrified: "The bathroom faucet seems to be broken—"

It's hard not to think too much about the scene in front of you.

Zhong Chen stared at the opponent and narrowed his eyes, his eyes dangerous. Although he believed in Qi Linqing's character, a weird thought came up in his heart at this moment.

Isn't Qi Linqing hiding from him, secretly raising a little lover at home? !

Under the gaze of the thorny teenager in front of him, Cai Ji suddenly felt a bit cold on his back.

The author has something to say: Zhong Chen: Let go of me, don't stop me, I am not jealous [smile]

This article is empty, has nothing to do with reality, it is purely made up by the author, please do not take it seriously