What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

Chapter 36

Zheng Zeng didn't expect Xu Chengxin to come back at this time. Seeing him smiling, he felt embarrassed. Now he felt as if he was stepping on a single-plank bridge, uneasy.

Xu Zhencheng was carrying a bag of vegetables in his hand. When he couldn't see them, he went into the kitchen, put the things away and went back to the bedroom.

After closing the bedroom door, Fan Zhe'an said, "Squad leader, are you serious?"

"I, I, I'm serious." Zheng Zeng nodded affirmatively, with sweaty palms, "You, you are so kind, and you are kind to me. I know you don't like me, but I can chase you."

"You like me?" Fan Zhean turned the pen in his hand.

"I like you, I like you very much, you have good grades and good temper, and you are good to your friends." Zheng Zeng stopped stammering, "You are so perfect, very attractive!"

Fan Zhe'an was already immune to these words, "You like me because of these?"

Zheng Zeng nodded vigorously.

"Then can you tell the difference between different types of liking?"

Zheng Zeng thought for a while, then shook his head weakly.

Fan Zhe'an has lived for 18 years, and has been confessed almost from childhood to adulthood, and everyone's confession is "you are too good", "you are too attractive", "you are too perfect", this kind of confession is all on a whim , he will disappear soon after he resolutely refuses.

Fan Zhe'an: "Let me ask you again, how do you feel when you see me?"

"Very happy!"

"Then will your heart be moved when you see me? That unstoppable feeling, wanting to be close to me, wanting to..." Fan Zhe'an was stunned, these questions were actually too much for Zheng Zeng, he seemed to be asking Zheng Zeng, Actually ask yourself.

All he could think about was Xu Zhencheng looking up at him.

Zheng Zeng was dizzy from his question, so he shook his head again, "I... actually don't have the feeling you said, I am very grateful to you!"

Fan Zhean turned over the test paper and said, "That's right, you don't need to envy Jiang He and He Yu, and you don't need to take gratitude as liking. The college entrance examination is coming, and there is only so much I can help you with. The most important thing is to on your own."

"Are you rejecting me?" Zheng Zeng said a little disappointed, "It took me a long time to gather up the courage to ask you."

Fan Zhe'an smiled, "Squad leader, there are prerequisites for rejecting the word. If you really like me, I will reject you."

Zheng Zeng nodded suddenly, picked up the pen, struggled for a while, and wrote down the correct answer.

Fan Zhe'an touched his forehead, he seemed to be asked a lot of questions just now, and the veiled answer seemed to be ready to come out soon.

Not long after Zheng Zeng left, Xu Zhencheng came out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen to start making dinner.He wanted to eat dumplings very much today, and he bought ready-made wrappers and fillings in a particularly leisurely manner, and made them himself to eat.

All these little skills of his were learned from Shu Yun.The wrapped dumplings are uniform in size and very solid.

"Boss Xu, do you have my share?" Fan Zhe'an appeared at the kitchen door.

Xu Zhencheng stood aside, "If you want to eat, do it yourself."

Fan Zhean came over, picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper after washing his hands, imitated his hand movements, and pressed the edge of the dumpling wrapper after it was folded in half, it was kind of like that.

Xu Zhencheng picked up the first dumpling he made and said, "It's ok, it's round and round, and it's really good at handling."

Fan Zhe'an is already picking up the third one, "It's very simple, don't praise me, I'm easy to drift."

"Fan Shen is praised every day, so he must have been immune to it long ago." Xu Zhencheng's face was a little itchy, and he rubbed it with the back of his hand, "There are not three thousand men and women who confess to you throughout the year, but there are eight hundred."

Fan Zhe'an laughed twice, and shot back: "Boss Xu is the same. There are many men and women who confess their love to you all year round, and you are a modern-day heartthrob."

This is the longest conversation they have had since returning from City B, and their opening is a classic.

"There are too many, let them come out quickly, let me choose the concubine, I am lonely."

"It's in front of you, and you don't look down on others, you hate this and that."

"That's right, I'm a Virgo and I'm picky."

"Do you have research on constellations?"

"It's okay, I know I'm a Virgo, you seem to be an Aquarius?" Xu Zhenzhen wiped the ashes in his hands on Fan Zhean's clothes, took out his phone and checked, "You are an Aquarius, Baidu It is said that Aquarius boys have personality and charm, they don't like to be restrained, they appear cheerful and straightforward, but in fact they are calm and cold inside."

Fan Zhean glanced at his mobile phone interface, "You think it sounds like me?"

"It's okay, this is called the Barnum effect. If you believe it, you will bring everything to yourself, and you will feel that's the case." Xu Zhenzhen stuffed the phone back into his pocket, "I think I'm quite a Virgo. "

Fan Zhe'an wiped the face dust on his clothes indifferently, took out his mobile phone and searched for Virgo.

"Boss Xu, the Virgo introduction here is nothing like you," Fan Zhe'an said, "The first one is that Virgos are serious and meticulous in doing things, and they have a cleanliness habit."

Xu Zhenzhen clicked his tongue, "Which one do you say is not in line with me?"

Fan Zhe'an looked at the two slap prints on his clothes, "Each of them doesn't quite match."

Xu Chengxin picked up the dumpling and threw it at him, Fan Zhean caught it firmly and put it on the plate.They made dumplings while chatting, and soon a pot full of dumplings was cooked.

Fan Zhe'an asked Xu Zhencheng what ingredients to add when making the dipping sauce.

Xu Zhencheng: "As long as vinegar is fine."

Fan Zhe'an took the bottle of vinegar that was not much left, "You don't feel sour when you're only jealous?"

"Sour, very sour, I like the sour taste the most." Xu Zhenzhen patted the bottle from behind, and poured all the remaining vinegar into the bowl.

One bite of big dumplings with thin skin and thick meat, served with iced cola, everything tastes the same.

Xu Zhenzhen ate two and said, "It feels good to be an unsung hero."

Fan Zhean glanced at him, as if he didn't quite understand what he was talking about, and then ate the first mouthful of dumplings.

"As for the donation to the welfare home, why don't you use my name without saying hello to me in advance?" Xu Zhencheng felt that he didn't seem to have a good appetite.

"Boss Xu, you said that I can spend the money as I like," Fan Zhe'an said, "It's not an unsung hero, I wrote a note."

"I only saw my name, Xu Zhenzhen, what did you write in the note." Xu Zhencheng soaked a snow-white dumpling with vinegar sauce.

Fan Zhe'an swallowed the food in his mouth slowly, "and Xiao Fan, an employee of the sincere Internet cafe."

Xu Zhenzhen laughed half to death, "Is your note a little small, the dean will see my name, and I will take all the credit for you."

Fan Zhe'an was noncommittal, and laughed a few times.

The atmosphere once again fell into a strange silence, the two finished their meal with their own thoughts, and when they put away the bowl, their eyes met for a moment, as if they were saying "you or I".

Xu Zhencheng chose to let go and exercise young people.

While sitting on the beanbag watching the sunset, Xu Zhenzhen held a book in his hands for a long time, and read it in a good way, the words caught his eyes, and he didn't know what it meant when they were connected together.

When contemporary young people read books, the final result must be to hold the book devoutly and then play with their mobile phones.

Xiao Fan's mother: Did he donate the money to the orphanage?

Honesty: Well, I donated [-], and now I'm starting again.

Xiao Fan's mother: / Sneakingly, he has always had his own ideas.

Honesty: Raise your hands in agreement.

Because of Xiang Li's status as a lawyer, Xu Zhencheng had to word every sentence carefully. If he accidentally said something, it would be used as evidence in court, and it would be over after three years.

For example, what happened accidentally between him and her son after drinking.

Can this be said?

Of course not.

Honesty: Well, Miss Li, I have something to discuss with you.

Xiao Fan's mother: How much do you want?I write you a check.

Xu Zhencheng slowly put out a question mark.

Xiao Fan's mother: I'm joking/sneaking, of course, if you really want it, just say a number.

Honesty: If I don't want Xiao Fan to live in my house for some reason, do you mind if I kick him out?

He didn't seem to think much over there, so he replied quickly.

Xiao Fan's mother: I don't mind. When you drive him out, give him a quilt so that he won't catch cold when he sleeps in the bridge hole.

Honesty: As expected of a real mother.

After chatting for a while, Xu Zhenzheng discovered that Xiang Li might be serious on the surface because of her career, but she was like a little girl in private, she dared to ask anything.

Xiao Fan's mother: What do you think my son looks like?

Honesty: He's so handsome.

Xiao Fan's mother: I think so too, hey, but why doesn't he fall in love?He's not a nerd.

Honesty: Maybe I didn't meet the right one.

Xiao Fan's mother: Do you think he likes men?

The book in Xu Zhenzhen's hand almost flew away, thinking that Xiang Li knew something.

"Are you chatting with my mother?"

Every word of this voice is uttered very lazily, and it makes people feel very leisurely and comfortable.

The top-down voice from the top of his head made Xu Zhenzhen, who was already frightened, even more flustered, as if he was caught and raped and then prostitution, and he was in a dilemma.

Fan Zhe'an happened to see the message Xiang Li sent, and knelt down, "Reply to her."

Xu Zhenzhen calmly turned off the screen of the phone, picked up the book and continued to read, "How can I answer for Fan Xueshen, I have to answer it yourself."

Fan Zhean stretched out his hand, and Xu Zhencheng gave him his mobile phone, "Password..."

Before he said anything, Fan Zhean unlocked it skillfully, as if he was using his own phone.Xu Zhenzhen's pupils trembled, "Do you know my password?!"

"Every time you unlock it, you act like no one else is there. I accidentally saw it twice. I have a good memory and you don't know." Fan Zhe'an said helplessly.

Xu Zhencheng pretended to be reading, but now he couldn't read a single word, and his mind was all on Fan Zhe'an's typing hands.His thumb was folded, and his index finger rested against the frame of the phone. People with good-looking hands typed like they were playing the piano. Seeing that he only typed two or three times on the keyboard, it seemed that the content of the reply was quite small.

The child is not in the right state today, the corners of his eyes are drooping, he seems to be tired and less energetic.

After Fan Zhe'an returned the phone to him, he stood up and went back to the bedroom.

Xu Zhenzhen forced to read two pages of the book, but couldn't bear it any longer. When he turned on his phone, he saw Fan Zhe'an's reply.

Xiao Fan's mother: Do you think he likes men?

Honesty: Right.

Xiang Li only replied with a laughing emoji, and did not continue the topic.

"Yes" plus a period is very spiritual.It can be an inquiry or an affirmation.It all depends on how the other party understands.

He would like to call Fan Zhe'an a master of contemporary reading comprehension.