Mingyuan met Song Jing head-on, and met each other in a narrow way. Mingyuan pinched his palm, pretended to be generous, and gestured with his chin.

Song Jing raised his eyebrows. They are about the same height and can look at each other at eye level. Song Jing glanced at the teaching building behind him, which was the building where classes were held in the Faculty of Letters.

"Mr. Ming, the boss, is leisurely, and he can also come to the university to listen to lectures. ”

Hearing the irony in his words, Mingyuan withdrew his outstretched hand. Mingyuan's fingers retracted, pressed his palm, and raised his eyes lazily, "Accepting the edification of literature and cultivating sentiment is also a way of leisure." ”

Song Jing smiled, "It's okay, I don't have to be so troublesome." ”

was pierced in the heart and lungs, and Mingyuan's face was visibly cold. His expression changed too quickly, and it was difficult for Song Jing not to pay attention. Song Jing's pleasure in provoking success faded a lot, and he really had something special about Shen Ci.

The two parted unhappily, and Mingyuan looked back at his departing back, his lips mocking.

*

Mingyuan touched the ring on his ring finger, and there was nothing there. He was stunned, and it took him a long time to realize that he was no longer in his previous life. It took him a moment to fuse the body's memories, only to find that there were many discrepancies with what he knew. To be precise, this discrepancy began when he reunited with Shen Ci.

Mingyuan was lost since he was a child and was sent to an orphanage. Later, Mr. Xie sponsored him to go to school, which allowed him to get rid of the dilemma of studying hard. In the later period, he failed to start a business, and it was the old man who helped him again, guiding him to break through the maze and make a comeback. For Mingyuan, the person he respects the most in his life is the old man.

No matter how many respectable people he met later, he could not be more touching than the light provided by the old man in his most difficult years. This respect has been felt throughout his life and has never been forgotten.

Young and embarrassed, he was not exposed to much warmth. The complex environment of his childhood caused him to have a cold and proud personality, and such a temperament is actually not welcome. Compared with other unfortunate people, Mingyuan is in school, and the problem of food and clothing is not too nervous, he is lucky enough, and he should be content, it stands to reason that he should grow into a sunny person, but he is not, he is not as comfortable in school as others imagined. With kindness, Mingyuan wants to be worthy of the old man's kindness. But he is far from being a genius like Shen Ci, he is just an ordinary one of the seven billion people. Mediocre, ordinary. He has felt the bitterness and confusion he has to experience in the process of accepting his mediocrity. Then he worked hard to repay the old man's kindness.

During his teenage years, he hardly had any close friends or classmates. It's not that the relationship between him and his classmates is stiff, it's just that the feeling is more like everyone has walked together for a while, and the personalities don't match. In addition, when I was studying, I was thinking about how to improve my grades, and my friendship was even shallow.

All kinds of experiences add up, and it also lays down his own character flaws, which are awkward.

Man itself is a synthesis of multiple personalities. Mingyuan himself doesn't talk much, and most of the time he likes to be silent. But the surrounding environment makes him have to be comfortable in the world. And after standing in a higher position, this insincere behavior can be abandoned, and he can continue to be true to his heart and go his own way.

So there are rumors in the game industry that the boss of Dingfengju doesn't like to talk, has a cold temperament, and is not easy to contact.

But no matter how much the personality changes, the essence will not be too bad. The warmth and coldness of the experience of wandering and walking alone at a young age have developed extremely sensitive self-esteem and complex moods. What is imprinted in the bones is not so easy to erase.

In the previous life, Mingyuan recognized Shen Ci as a young "Lu Renjia", and it was not so early as now, it was a long time later.

Shen Ci's reunion with him was not good. At that time, there was a problem within Dingfengju, and the core data of the main mobile game made by skewed resources was stolen by competing companies, and it was released for public beta first, and then launched. This is a fatal blow to Dingfengju, especially when it is guessed that the core data was stolen by insiders.

The old man had the intention to match Shen Ci with him, and it happened that Shen Ci returned to Yuncheng at this time, so the old man arranged for them to meet. Annoyed by the company's affairs, Mingyuan originally wanted to refuse, but in the end, he thought that it was not good to brush off the old man's intentions, so he still agreed.

Shen Ci recognized him as the one who saved her in the first place, but he didn't open his mouth to break it. But then Dingfengju signed a strategic cooperation with Ji Chaoyang, which was actively requested by Shengshi. In addition, a well-known foreign emerging film company also offered an olive branch, saying that they could make movies into games they had previously promoted.

For a time, Dingfeng Ju became a fragrant bait. The colleagues who were originally going to say cool things saw that Fengju was not dead but alive, but they didn't figure out why.

Mingyuan was puzzled, and later asked Ji Chaoyang, and the other party smiled and mentioned Shen Ci's name.

"Why help me?" Mingyuan went to find her, ready to ask the reason.

"It's just a matter of convenience, you don't have to be burdened. I just recommended it, the decision to cooperate is not with me, you don't have to bear it. ”

Mingyuan sneered. Dingfengju is not good enough capital to be favored by the old classic film company known as a star-maker, and it is impossible for a simple recommendation to have such an influence.

Shen Ci spread his hands innocently, "Then you will be my face." ”

Her senior sister is too good and too powerful. accidentally became the boss with the absolute right to speak, and when he saw that the senior sister who was optimistic about him had something to ask for, he agreed casually.

"What do you want?"

Shen Ci shook his head, "I'm a player, I just don't want to see its company go bankrupt." ”

"......" Mingyuan didn't believe that her original intention was so simple.

The girl I met as a teenager was too beautiful. No matter how many latecomers followed, they couldn't replicate the mood at that moment. The woman in front of him had a cold face, but when she looked at him, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, with a little warmth. Even though it can't be compared with the one in his memory, Mingyuan admits that this person is dusty and unforgettable.

Her fingers were slender and white, and the knuckles were distinct when she held the cup. Shen Ci smiled slightly, "Mr. Ming, you don't have to hide your impatience, I can see it." ”

"Don't worry, grandpa's side I have already made it clear, if nothing else, grandpa should not match us again. "If grandpa's interest in messing around with mandarin ducks hasn't passed, and he has to suggest that they get along more and understand each other better, then she can't help it.

Mingyuan pursed his lips, Shen Ci was definitely the most eyeless person he had ever seen. When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, no matter how much they are dissatisfied, they can only slander in their hearts. But this man said it directly, completely unmasking his face. As if to tell him how hypocritical he really is.

At that time, Mingyuan couldn't see through Shen Ci's heart, and many years later, he realized that Shen Ci didn't deliberately mock him with Qiao. The grace of saving lives is unforgettable. She just thought that he didn't have to pretend in front of her, and as for whether his attitude was good or not, she didn't care at all.

In the past and present lives, reunion is not a beautiful thing to remember for them. Sitting in the office, Mingyuan took a sip of tea. There was still a copy of "The Troubles of Young Werther" next to the table, and he opened it and looked at it, and a little sadness arose in his heart. No wonder "Mingyuan" would read this book when he didn't come, how similar Werther was to him.

They are all in love with the wrong person at the wrong time, watching her fall in love with other men, jealous and depressed in their hearts, but they can't do anything about it, they can only fall into pain and self-pity.

Mingyuan sighed, he couldn't figure out many things after being reborn.

Obviously, Shen Ci in his previous life has always been unpretentious to the Song family, why are they together now?

The person standing beside her was not Xu Zhiyuan, not Xie Sinian, but Song Jing, whose face was as thick as the city wall.

In his previous life, he chased after Shen Ci for ten years, and who in Yuncheng didn't know that the son of the Song family was infatuated with the former stepdaughter of the Xie family. It's a pity that King Xiang is intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, and this relationship touched by the public has never been able to achieve positive results.

*

"Teacher Shen, yes, there are older students who come to listen to your class. Converging with Shen Ci, Song Jing didn't give Zhou Yan next to him a look at all, pinched Shen Ci's cheek as if no one was around, and said viciously.

Shen Cipao pulled his hand away, "You mean it's far away?" he came by to take a look. ”

Zhou Yan was speechless, a straight man like him could see that the man had bad intentions. Not to mention that his eyes are hot, but how many people will stop by to see his friends? He is usually in the same place as his friends, and he doesn't bother to go over to meet him.

"Really?" Song Jing didn't believe it.

"To put it another way, maybe my lecture was too good. Shen Ci patted him on the shoulder, "How can I say that the subjects I teach are also the teachers with the lowest failure rate." "It's just Zhou Yan, this iron Hanhan, and I can't go back.

"That's right. If someone fails your class, there is a good chance that they have a problem with their IQ. ”

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I was offended.

Mr. Song is jealous, but he still has to maintain a little image in front of his children. After sending Zhou Yan away, Song Jing scratched Shen Ci's palm, and Shen Ci wanted to withdraw his hand. But he pulled it too tightly and couldn't retract it.

"Teacher Shen, that Mingyuan doesn't look like a decent gentleman, remember to stay away from him. ”

Eh, Shen was speechless. "Isn't it just a lesson, are you?"

"As for. ”

Song Jing didn't know what was going on, Mingyuan was particularly out of line with his eyes, and would instinctively be hostile. Even if he understands that Shen Ci has no special feelings for him, he still doesn't like Shen Ci to have contact with Mingyuan. Compared with Xie Sinian, he dislikes this one even more.

In the dark, he had a feeling that in the distant past, they were a destined pair. And he was just a frustrated person, and he couldn't get her favor to look back, and he couldn't say words of blessing when he saw her happy.

"I'm afraid that one day you will leave with him. Song Jingqi was weak, and even his speech was a little softer. When his fingers were closed, Song Jing's heart trembled.

There were still a few strands of silent hair flowing between his fingers, twisted and twisted, wrapped around his palm. Shen Ci looked worried, not knowing why he thought like this.

Shen Ci tiptoed, and a dragonfly-like kiss landed on the corner of his lips. The ambiguous/ambiguous breath was in each other's eyes, and Song Jing's eyes were blurred for a moment, but they were fleeting.

With a deep gaze, Song Jing lowered his head slightly, hugged Shen Ci's waist, and kissed her delicate red lips. As soon as the kiss fell, Song Jing held Shen Ci's figure and blinked innocently, "Etiquette is still exchanged." ”