Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 538 It's nothing more than death (Happy Army Day!)

When I first opened my eyes, before my mind was fully awake, I saw the person I liked smiling at me.

What is it like?

It's like being on a prison island in a vast ocean, and suddenly seeing a ship sailing towards you. No matter how hard a person's shell is, it can be silently melted away at this moment.

Chen was responding with a smile just a moment ago.

The next moment, he suddenly sat up in a panic, glancing furtively at his crotch.

call……

Thankfully, it's flat.

He once saw a joke about a male college student who forgot to put on his pants after masturbating and fell asleep on the sofa because he was so tired.

When I woke up, I found my parents and relatives at home. My pants were pulled up, and I was covered with a blanket to keep me warm.

If this scene were to happen to Director Chen, he would have already decided which remote corner of the earth he would spend the rest of his life in.

"Are you awake?"

With a bit more effort, Xianmei fanned herself with a palm leaf fan, and a gentle summer breeze blew. Chen Zhe had also fully recovered his spirits: "When did you get back?"

"It has been a long time."

Yuanyuan chimed in, "Brother Chen, we're all waiting for you to eat!"

"I'm sorry to have taken up everyone's time."

Chen stood up with a smile, took a couple of steps, then suddenly remembered something, turned back and took Xianmei'er's hand.

"Come on, how far is it from the bedroom to the main room?"

Wu Yu, standing nearby, muttered speechlessly, "Is it really necessary to show off your love like this?"

During dinner, Li Xianglan talked about what happened at the gallery that day. Hearing how complicated the story was, Chen exclaimed that he had missed out.

"You regret it now, don't you?"

Li Xianglan teased, "You went to see other friends, but ended up missing out on Xianmei's shining moment."

Chen Zhe was also helpless: "I mainly asked them for help to deal with a... big bad guy."

"Hahaha, what a big bad guy."

Li Xianglan couldn't help but sigh and say, "Such innocent and carefree words can only come out of the mouths of you children."

"Holy crap, how can a schemer like Chen be anything but innocent and naive?"

Wang Changhua muttered to himself, feeling unconvinced. He believed himself to be the new-era male college student who combined "beauty, talent, intelligence, cuteness, and innocence."

In fact, Chen Zhe hadn't intended to be so polite. Su Hui was thoroughly annoyed by Zheng Weizhong and had almost used "Old B Deng" to describe him just now.

However, because the old lady was present, Chen was unwilling to use foul language and forcibly changed it to "big bad guy".

As a result, it sounded like flirting.

Professor Guan didn't seem to care much about Yu Xian offending Wu Jing'en today. Even knowing that Yu Xian's father was Wu Tinghe, a professor at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, he only commented expressionlessly:
"His father's level of education isn't suitable for him to be a teacher either."

Everyone at the table fell silent. Then, considering Professor Guan's status, it seemed that such an assessment was reasonable.

After all, there are differences between professors.

"Hehe~"

Chen thought to himself, "I really like the old lady's sharp tongue, as long as it's not directed at me."

After the meal, Wang Changhua and Chen Zhe were still responsible for cleaning up and washing the dishes.

Before leaving, Li Xianglan encouraged the "little boy" Chen, saying, "Go for it, defeat that big bad guy!"

"must!"

Chen responded with a smile.

However, as soon as she entered the kitchen and put the dishes into the sink, Wang Changhua suddenly said, "Chen Zhe, why don't you take a walk with Yu Xian? After all, you two haven't seen each other all day."

"so good?"

As if afraid that Wang Changhua would change her mind, Chen Zhe casually took off his rubber gloves: "Then I won't be polite."

"Uh-huh."

Wang Changhua nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

After Chen called Yu Xian and left the courtyard, Wang Changhua peeked out furtively, looked around for a moment, and then shouted loudly, "Hey, you female tyrant, come here for a second."

"What's wrong now?"

After a while, Wu Yu, who was watching TV, lifted the curtain and walked in.

"I have too many bowls, can you help me?"

Wang Changhua said miserably.

"Where is Chen?"

Wu Yu looked around and asked.

"He said he wanted to take a walk with the cosplayer, and left me to play alone..."

Wang Changhua sighed and said, "I felt bad refusing, after all, we're all brothers."

"You stubborn old man, why do you always use the same trick when you do things?"

Wu Yu put on rubber gloves with a grumbling expression and turned on the tap to wash away the oil stains.

Hearing the "splashing" sound of the water, it seemed to flow joyfully through her heart, and Wang Changhua was extremely proud.

Is it possible that I'm the one who always kicks Chen out?
But I only have this little bit of time alone with the female tyrant every day. Xiao Chen, we're brothers after all, so you'll have to bear the scolding.

...The capital and Shanghai were probably the first cities to implement garbage sorting, which began as early as 2008.

Chen Zhe and Yu Xuan carried the kitchen waste from the courtyard and slowly walked towards the "resource recycling point".

The streetlights cast a dim, peaceful glow, and the evening breeze had long since dispelled the daytime heat, sweeping past the magnolia trees at the alley entrance and blowing the fish's long hair into flowing silk.

Chen walked behind, inhaling the faint fragrance and listening to the cicadas chirping overhead, creating a lazy net of sounds. The whole environment was so comfortable.

Seeing their shadows constantly overlapping on the ground, Chen joked, "We're like an old married couple who've been together for many years."

"I feel so too."

Yu Xuan turned her head and looked at Director Chen gently.

Chen felt a sudden, inexplicable unease, as if something was amiss, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"When we were eating just now, Aunt Lan brought up the topic of pen names, and you didn't say anything at the time."

The girl's hair brushed against the man's face unintentionally. She hesitated for a moment, but finally asked directly, "Aren't you also unwilling for me to use your name as a pen name?"

"How can it be."

The man was too composed, showing no sign of anything unusual: "I was talking to Wang Changhua about other things at the time, so I didn't hear it. Besides, wasn't this already decided?"

"Take it and use it as you like."

The man added a sentence, taking the opportunity to cover up the last trace of panic.

He believed that with his shrewdness, the girl shouldn't be able to tell.

"really?"

The girl stretched out her toes, stepping on the man's shadow, and whispered:
"Although I'm not smart and the old lady often scolds me for being stupid, we've been together for over a year, and I think I can sense that you don't want me to use your name."

"Damn! Are all girls' sixth senses this sharp?"

Although the man was flustered, he remained calm, having survived the disciplinary committee's investigation. He replied composedly, "Don't overthink it. Everything I have is yours."

The girl raised her head.

A hint of grievance rippled in her bright, clear eyes, but the underlying tone of her gaze remained an unwavering commitment.

The man met her gaze without flinching.

A moment later, the girl silently leaned on the man's shoulder.

The man turned slightly, intending to kiss her cheek as usual.

The girl turned her head away and said lazily, "Hmph! I don't want you to kiss me."

As the evening breeze picked up, the girl's skirt danced wildly, and the two of them were frozen in time under the streetlights like an oil painting.

In the wind, the girl seemed to be whispering, "Director Chen, you don't want me to use it, and although I don't know why, then let's not use it... but..."

The girl then said "arrogantly," "You're responsible for helping me come up with a meaningful pen name! No shirking your duty!"

"Um……"

The man felt as if a green apricot was stuck in his throat, an indescribable sourness.

He is not afraid of being questioned.

But I'm afraid of this kind of unconditional trust.

For a fleeting moment, he even thought, why not just confess? It would only mean death anyway.

Fortunately, at that moment, my phone started buzzing.

Chen usually doesn't use the ringtone; he's not at that age yet. After the ringtone that evokes the image of "looking back and still seeing the moon over his hometown," he picks up his phone and answers, "Hello (fourth tone)."

But I'm also worried about missing important things, so I mostly use vibration.

But could the phone call at 9:30 p.m. be from across the ocean?

Although Song Shiwei rarely calls at this time, it's not uncommon. She calls when she gets up in the morning to ask Chen what he did that day.

But not answering wasn't an option either; Xianmei had heard everything, and she was staring at him with her bright, sparkling eyes.

The man knew that if he hesitated even slightly at this moment, the girl's earlier grievances and confusion would immediately turn into suspicion.

Although many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, the man's movements were incredibly smooth, and his hand had already taken his phone out of his pocket.

But out of the girl's sight, the man nervously swallowed, then prepared for the worst before resolutely looking at his phone screen.

"Ren Tong's."

The man held his breath and showed his phone to the girl.

The action was natural and fluid, but only the man himself knew the immense sense of redemption he felt after being resurrected when he saw the character "Ren".

"Then answer it."

"I love you," Xianmei said with a smile, her voice clear and melodious like a silver bell in the wind.

"cough!"

Using a cough as an excuse, Chen quickly composed himself and even pressed the speakerphone button after the call connected.

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

Ren Tong's tone was wry: "Let me tell you something. The result of today's test is that General Manager Zheng has asked me to go to Guangdong to take up my post ahead of schedule."

"No problem, we welcome you!"

Chen shouted loudly, "Director Ren, come over here! We'll take care of everything, hahaha..."

Hearing the other person's genuine joy, Ren Tong was quite puzzled.

Mr. Chen, was he really that happy to receive my call?
(Happy Holiday to the most beloved people! I'm here to help build a strong military! Still asking for monthly votes! After reading this chapter, does anyone else still want to "meet the king"?)

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