After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus

So he asked his father to let him enter the literary circle to gain prestige. Even if he couldn't write, someone would write for him. He only needed to hone his temperament.

Vulgarity must be eliminated.

For example, sometimes feigning kindness is very effective for someone like him who is naturally superior; ordinary people will subconsciously think he is a good person.

Chen Jun sometimes felt it was absurd; there were just too many fools. They took the kindness of the poor as a given and the kindness of the rich as a great blessing.

He was just doing the same things as ordinary people, but he was praised for being approachable.

"Let's get off the bus and go. Remember to take some pictures of me eating a simple breakfast later, I want to post them online."

Chen Jun was eager to see what the two girls who had rejected him would think when they saw him again.

Amazing? Or a subtle appreciation? Judging from his experience in the industry, he's a rising literary star far ahead of Li Yinuo...

"Auntie, two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk, please." After getting out of the car, Chen Jun put on a refined and cultured smile and greeted the breakfast stall owner.

"Please line up, Chen Jun," a girl in Hanfu, who was also in the breakfast line, suddenly said coldly.

"Su Qinghe? You were also sent here by your family?" Chen Jun scratched his head and laughed. "Sorry, I didn't see the queue."

"Boring." The girl called Su Qinghe snorted coldly. "I'm not like you. I came to Ning'an voluntarily."

"Why are you still wearing clothes like this? Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"Why can't we wear traditional clothing?"

"Fine, fine, I can't argue with you."

Chen Jun's eyelids twitched. Su Qinghe was the first well-bred young lady he tried to pursue in the Beijing area, but this woman seemed uninterested in men or women... only in metaphysics.

Although he felt a sense of accomplishment in winning over this type of woman, he still preferred Xiao Shuyao's type.

Chen Jun looked at the long line ahead of him, which included elementary school students with tattered backpacks, real estate agents making phone calls while waiting in line, and slovenly factory workers in dirty work clothes...

Although he didn't have to wait long for breakfast, every second he spent in this environment was torture.

He couldn't help but grow impatient, and couldn't resist moving to the front, ignoring several middle-aged men who looked unapproachable, and chuckling awkwardly at a young man dressed as a student:

"Hey, I'll pay for your breakfast, and we can switch seats."

Zhang Chen glanced at Chen Jun, "No."

He also had to bring breakfast to Miss Fox, and this was the culprit who woke her up.

Chen Jun was slightly taken aback by Zhang Chen's gaze, and inexplicably felt a bit repulsed by Zhang Chen's eyes. He cursed his bad luck in his heart and sullenly shrank back into the group.

He was too lazy to waste any more words.

"Qinghe, can you buy it for me? You've already come this far in line anyway."

“Ning’an is not a simple place,” Su Qinghe said to him with her eyes closed as she rested. “Even if you’re going to be a hypocrite, you’d better at least make it look convincing.”

"Me, a hypocrite?" Chen Jun laughed. "Aren't we all the same? Aren't you just deliberately creating this persona?"

"No."

"Okay, you're not, you're so noble. Hey, by the way, did your dad ask you to buy some fruit? He said it's good for your health, but I can't find any of these anywhere?"

“It’s something you can only meet by chance,” Su Qinghe said. “If you are sincere, you will naturally meet it.”

"You're more of a riddle-maker than those old literary types," Chen Jun commented. "Fine, it's just pretense, anyone can do that."

As the two were talking, the driver suddenly exclaimed from behind that the car had driven away on its own. Chen Jun turned around to see what was going on, even though it was his own car that was causing the commotion.

Su Qinghe, amidst the crowd turning to watch the spectacle, spotted a young man who had just bought breakfast and was meticulously peeling a tea egg... This person was the only one whose style differed from the others.

His clothes were very ordinary, even sloppy, but upon closer inspection, he was quite handsome, to the point of being stunning. Why couldn't I see him at first glance? It was as if he possessed the magic of invisibility...

As Zhang Chen passed by her, he paused slightly, looked at the girl's attire, and smiled:

"The girl is dressed very beautifully."

“...Thank you.” Su Qinghe nodded calmly.

The girl closed her eyes and opened them again. Now, looking at him again, she felt that he had become much more ordinary.

The only thing that struck her as special was that the other person addressed her as "girl" instead of "beauty" or "little sister."

That suits her style.

But Zhang Chen really just thought the girl's clothes were very pretty. If he bought them for Tu Shan Han Su, he could play with them for several nights without sleeping.

"I didn't ask you to see it." Zhang Chen pressed the invisible mouse in his pocket. "Your supernatural abilities aren't quite there yet. You were almost discovered just now. You need to be more focused in the future."

The gray mouse in the pocket nodded blankly.

“However, I didn’t expect her to still have some cultivation.” Zhang Chen frowned and said, “Although her cultivation is not even a hair’s breadth less than your sister tide’s.”

"Oh, I forgot, your sister tide doesn't have such a thing."

"That's not even as good as a single hair on your sister tide's head."

When they reached the entrance of the matchmaking agency, the eldest mouse returned, panting heavily. The trailer was too tiring for a mouse, and the tires were hard to chew; its teeth were loose.

Old Rat confidently asked Zhang Chen for iced tea.

"I'll owe you for now. Two bottles are too expensive. I'll just buy you a one-liter bottle." Zhang Chen took the invisible little mouse out of his pocket and gave it to it. "Teach it how to practice supernatural powers."

"Squeak squeak squeak!" The leader of the rats was furious. Those unscrupulous squeaky rats were withholding and deducting wages! Did they think it didn't know?! A liter of iced tea was just a cheap beverage!

It's a full two yuan cheaper!

But Zhang Chen ruthlessly ignored it, so it could only endure it for the time being and lead the little mouse back to its hole to train.

"Squeak! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river!"

The invisible little mouse repeated the words, seemingly enlightened, and its form became even more ghostly.

At the matchmaking agency, Zhang Chen peeled a tea egg for Miss Fox, waiting for her to open her mouth, but even with the egg right in front of her lips, she wouldn't eat it.

"What..." Tu Shan Han Su muttered impatiently.

Didn't you want breakfast?

"This isn't the breakfast I wanted, you idiot."

"...All right."

"..."

"hurry up."

Zhang Chen was helpless, knowing that he probably wouldn't make it by 8 a.m.

Two hours later, Tu Shan Han Su went to the bathroom and then lay back down on the bed for a long sleep.

Even Miss Fox gets tired.

Zhang Chen looked at a single white hair at her temple, which looked like a thin, sharp thorn in the sunlight.

His heart tightened, and he drew the curtains to block out the sunlight, then covered Tu Shan Han Su, who always kicked off her blankets, with a blanket.

Although Miss Fox didn't kick off the covers last night, she covered him tightly with the blankets, pressed his head down, and almost suffocated him.

As soon as I went downstairs, several people, some human and some demon, came to the matchmaking agency.

Zhang Chen stopped Xu Mianmian, who was on her way to school, and told her that it was time to do her part for her family. Rabbit Matchmaker was officially launched.

If she doesn't understand, Sanhua can teach her.

Unfortunately, Sanhua suffered heartbreak and never transformed into human form, otherwise she could have become a cat matchmaker.

Among the people who came was an old acquaintance, who was related to Sanhua, but not a man.

The man who murdered Sanhua has been exiled to the frontier to build up the motherland. The Celestial Empire has a special way of dealing with transgender crimes: instead of simply imprisoning them, it makes the most of them. That man was somewhat educated, so he was imprisoned in the Northwest to build wind turbines.

But the harsh conditions there made it even more painful than being in prison.

And now, it is that man's fiancée who has arrived. She probably never imagined that her man would disappear into thin air.

"Little Master?" The woman grabbed his hand, saying helplessly, "Can you help me divine where my dead husband has gone?"

“I can’t make the decision on this matter. If you want to know the truth, go ask that calico cat,” Zhang Chen said.

"Okay, okay." The woman believed him without a doubt, so she ran to Sanhua, who was squatting on the wall imitating a lucky cat, and repeated her words.

Zhang Chen waited in front of the mouse hole for the invisible little mouse to come home from school.

A moment later, the woman’s crying suddenly rang out, but it didn’t seem to be for her fiancé; rather, it seemed to be a mutual sympathy between women.

"Little Master...I...I never expected him to actually..."

"It's alright, the karmic retribution has passed."

The woman wiped away her tears, "Actually, I've had my suspicions about him for a while now. I discovered it when I went to see him recently; he was using my money to find other women..."

As she spoke, she took out a wad of banknotes from her wallet. "Little Master, consider this money as my offering to the Master. Thank you for helping me cut my losses in time."

"Hmm." Zhang Chen took the money; he wasn't going to accept it for nothing. "Go and pray under that tree; perhaps you'll meet a good person."

"it is good."

The woman knelt and prayed under the tree, tears streaming down her face, but unfortunately, she bumped into another man who was also kowtowing and had a gloomy expression.

The two looked at each other, both stunned for a moment.

Zhang Chen looked back and thought, "The Bitter Love Tree is really a bug."

This man and woman, or more accurately, a demon and a woman, one who had just lost her fiancé who had plotted to harm a demon, and the other who had just been deceived in love by a human, happened to hit it off.

"Squeak!" At this moment, the invisible little mouse returned after completing its training and followed the mouse boss out of the mouse hole.

Zhang Chen put it in his pocket and clearly felt that the little mouse was much more useful than usual.

Judging by his current abilities, even if he sneaks up behind the Little Dragon Girl, she won't be able to react until he's inside her.

This is cause and effect... He smiled and gave the wad of incense money the woman had given him to Boss Rat.

"You taught well. Here's the money; use it to buy food."

Afterwards, Zhang Chen headed towards the school.

He should also look for the causes and effects of his past.

"squeak?"

The eldest mouse was still bewildered, holding a wad of RMB, thinking that it hadn't taught him anything, but had just led the little mouse into the kitchen to eat a small bread roll.