The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Afterwards, Qian Tanjunxi earned money, and Master Jiang also slapped him in the face, throwing all the money on people.

  Actually, when Tan Junxi signed the donation agreement, he didn’t have any troubles in his heart. Regarding the inheritance, when he thought about the means by which he earned it, he felt physically disgusted.

   The house left, just trying to remember.

  I went to a donated welfare home once, and the dean praised him for his kindness. Tan Junxi wanted to laugh when he heard it. He knew he was not. This word probably has nothing to do with him in this life, so he didn't bother to deny it.

   Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue should be regarded as burning incense for his mother. He can't go to Buddhist temples, but donations can do it.

  To be honest, Jiang Ye was quite rough-hearted. Why would he pay attention to those details when he had nothing to do? He was careless, so much so that he agreed that after the psychotherapy when he was a child, Tan Junxi had recovered from his illness early.

   After all, the doctor told him personally that he passed the psychological test.

  But year after year.

   Some people can't wait for the dead tree to sprout new flowers.

  Recalling these past events, Jiang Ye was a little dazed. The two of them were walking on the road, and there were vehicles passing by. There were many students after school, all wearing the uniforms of No. 3 Middle School.

  He turned to look at Tan Junxi.

"What's the matter?" Tan Junxi was a little puzzled, took off an earphone to look at him, his side face was gentle and cold, his nose bridge was high, and he wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. Soaked a little warm, like a colorful oil painting.

  Compared to the gentle scum ten years later, he looks too immature now.

  Jiang Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, remembering the messy things he did later, and sneered silently: "Suddenly want to fight with you."

   "..."

  Tan Junxi was silent for a few seconds: "Jiang Ye, you are a bit weird today."

"Two years older than you, call me brother." Jiang Ye thought about the fight and let it go. Anyway, he is back now. In the future, if Tan Junxi dares to do anything illegal, he will be the first one not to Let him go.

  Think about the first goal of rebirth, which is to put this person’s future life trajectory on the right path.

Thinking of good things in his heart, Jiang Ye relaxed a lot. He supported the boy's thin and thin shoulders with one hand. Playful, the eloquence is spread far by the wind, extending from one end of the road to the other.

   "Tan Junxi, study hard, and get into a good university in the future."

   "With your grades, don't worry about me yet." Tan Junxi said objectively.

   "Tsk—our university master, have you thought about majoring in it?"

   Tan Junxi was stunned for a while, looking at the road ahead: "Not yet..."

   "Let's learn chemistry! It's so exciting to do experiments. Your grades are so good. Let me admit that you are smarter than me. Let's learn chemistry and take me to fly."

   "You like chemistry yourself, why do you still use me as a backstop?" Tan Junxi sighed, looked up and smiled.

   "We are brothers." Jiang Ye took it for granted, "You must not stab me once."

   "Buy strong and sell strong."

   "Whatever you say, in short, apply for chemistry, or journalism? Mathematics? Computer? They are all reluctant, learn what you like."

  What kind of actor are you? Are you tired of acting? I was able to make you popular in my previous life, and I can make you the greatest chemist in this life.

  If you want to gather applause and bloom flowers all the way, I can also open a way for you.

  Another way, I will make you even more popular than Shen Qingzhuo all over the world.

   Only this time,

  You can't make a mistake,

  Because I'm behind you.