Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 210 - 181 Teacher You Havent Lost Your Composure

Chapter 210: Chapter 181: Teacher, You Haven’t Lost Your Composure, Have You?

Chapter 210: Chapter 181: Teacher, You Haven’t Lost Your Composure, Have You?

Eastern University Building, in the corridor.

Cheng Zhu’s gaze fell upon Chen Jieyu’s delicate face as he uttered a simple yet sincere expression of concern.

She indeed seemed to have lost some weight.

However, his intention in saying this was not to flirt by complimenting a girl on her weight loss.

Cheng Zhu could sense the change in her spirit, so he deliberately chose such words.

But he hadn’t expected the effect to far surpass what he had anticipated.

It was like an episode from “Strange Talk,” where one debater said, “Her heart is filled with so much sorrow, how much sweetness would it take to fill it?”

Ma Dong felt that wasn’t quite right. He said, “A person whose heart is filled with sorrow, a hint of sweetness could fill it.”

These past few days, Chen Jieyu’s heart had been burdened with too much negative emotion.

Perhaps anyone in her situation would experience such emotional collapse.

But she still had to continue working, and with her personality, she would keep it all in and carry on as if nothing had happened.

Look at her makeup today, still so exquisite; her attire, as mature and professional as ever, with a feminine touch.

She was too good at packaging herself, to the point where it seemed habitual.

From all these aspects, it was apparent that she was someone who hid all her embarrassment, all her unbearable moments, all the deficiencies of her heart…

A few years later, a popular saying would emerge: “Who in the modern world is not a bit mad?”

But many people have a peculiar habit—pretending they are normal.

After taking the train back to school, Chen Jieyu had only taken a long hot shower, then lay in bed, burying her face in her pillow, sobbing through the night.

After waking from her deep sleep, she returned to her usual routine.

She was so skilled at disguising herself; her social media presence so well-crafted, how could she share her real world with her friends?

Moreover, she did not have many friends.

Because indeed, she was not true to herself, indeed, quite false.

And humans, at times, are interesting creatures, especially grown-ups and those in the workforce.

At the moment of incident, perhaps she wasn’t collapsing but was enduring, holding it in.

But later, a minor setback might occur, and the tightly wound thread could suddenly snap.

That’s why they say: The breakdown of an adult can happen in an instant.

For so many days, Chen Jieyu hadn’t received a shred of “energy” from the outside world.

She, like many others, considered herself a type of self-healing person.

I’ll get better on my own, eventually.

After all, I’ve always been alone.

It could only be said that in her current situation… Cheng Zhu, seeing her defenses down, launched a minor verbal poke.

This “normal attack” was indeed intentional.

Dog men, it seems, are used to making a habit of breaking through someone’s defenses.

But he hadn’t expected, I just casually poked, and she broke down, damn!

Damn it, might even have caused a critical hit…

Cheng Zhu immediately noticed Chen Jieyu’s eyes reddening in an instant.

Then, she struggled to restrain herself, even deliberately removing her glasses and gently pinching the bridge of her nose, as if to ease the fatigue of recent days.

Even so, Chen Jieyu could feel the urge to cry welling up, unstoppable.

Her body even wanted to tremble uncontrollably.

While Cheng Zhu was dumbfounded, he had no choice but to take out his phone, pretending to answer a call: “Hello, what’s up? Mr. Chen, I need to take this call first, okay?”

Then, he leaned against the wall in the corridor, looking into the distance.

Truthfully, his acting lacked conviction; the phone screen was even dark.

But no matter, it wasn’t important.

She probably wouldn’t even notice.

And if she did, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.

After a mock conversation, Cheng Zhu turned back to Chen Jieyu.

The counselor had regained her composure, only the hurriedly wiped tears causing her otherwise immaculate eye makeup to smudge slightly.

She hadn’t noticed it yet.

Cheng Zhu didn’t choose to tell her right now.

Instead, he offered a way out, “The National Day travel must have been tiring, right? Traveling back home during the holidays can be exhausting.”

Chen Jieyu paused, then hummed in acknowledgment after a moment.

For the time being, she could not decipher whether he had noticed her emotional slip-up.

The two engaged in some small talk, and then, the counselor got to the point.

“Cheng Zhu, someone forwarded me the post you made on the forum.”

“Is your game project encountering some difficulties?”

“That… The school has a start-up support initiative for students, which includes interest-free loans; you should be able to get approved. Though it might not cover all your needs, it could help fill some gaps,” Chen Jieyu initially inquired about the game project.

“Mm, I’m aware of that,” Cheng Zhu replied.

Seeing that Cheng Zhu knew about the support, she continued, “Regarding the fifty thousand I borrowed from you before, under normal circumstances, I can only repay you as we agreed earlier.”

“But if you are really in a rush, I could also…”

She made this offer, but Cheng Zhu interrupted her.

“No need, no need. The specific situation on my end might be a bit different from what you’re imagining,” Cheng Zhu waved his hand dismissively.

What are you going to use to pay me back? Just borrow from somewhere else, right? To rob Peter to pay Paul. You’d just be rushing to settle the debt with me.

You’re a staff member at the university; you’d certainly have access to formal channels for low-interest loans.

But I’m not in need of this fifty thousand. I won’t charge you interest. I just used the situation to return the favor you did for me with Director Li and Dean Zhang.

It’s unnecessary to go through all this trouble. Just pay me back normally.

Just look at your pitiful face!

And think about your experiences I’ve heard about in my previous life.

As a big boss, I won’t miss this little amount of money. I can earn it in a day right now, can’t I?

I made that post about “Youu Come to Play” to trick fools, not to con you.

How could this cause an unforeseen chain reaction? How the events overlapped!

—What a curious turn of events.

Cheng Zhu didn’t know the specifics of Chen Jieyu’s situation and had no intention of prying.

He simply smiled, “Mr. Chen, if you feel it’s not okay, let me see… the dining hour is upon us. How about you treat me to a meal?”

Chen Jieyu, who had already put her gold-rimmed glasses back on, pursed her tender red lips, then glanced at the male student from her class.

For some reason, she nodded her consent.

Perhaps it was because she felt that, sooner or later, she was going to invite Cheng Zhu to a meal anyway. For the Chinese, treating someone to a meal is like a standard procedure after receiving help.

Maybe it was also because of their recent interaction and Cheng Zhu’s small gesture of care, coupled with her current state of mind, that made her quite willing to have someone appropriate accompany her for a simple meal.

“You decide what we eat,” Chen Jieyu said.

It’s fitting to let the creditor choose; it shows more sincerity.

Although she was financially cramped at the moment, she could afford one meal.

If need be, she’d just live a bit more frugally the next few days.

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Cheng Zhu nodded, “Alright, I’ll pick the place. I’ll go in now and give them a heads-up, leave a few words. Could you wait for me here for a bit, Mr. Chen?”

“Sure,” Chen Jieyu nodded slightly.

It was only then that Cheng Zhu suddenly raised his hand, pointing towards the area beneath Chen Jieyu’s gold-rimmed glasses, and remarked,

“Mr. Chen, your eye makeup is smudged.”

…

…

After saying that, Cheng Zhu left on his own back to 212, giving her ample time to head to the restroom to freshen up her makeup.

Back in his studio, Cheng Zhu arranged his work.

“Ship” was in its final stages of production, but he felt that the version Wei Bo and the team had created still had too high of a completion rate.

“Boss, it’s too high?” Wei Bo was baffled.

Should they make it so most people couldn’t complete it?

“It’s too high; add a few more layers for me, giving the illusion that players are about to pass, but in reality, there are still many things left unresolved,” Cheng Zhu instructed.

In addition, he tasked Wei Bo with a mission.

“After you’ve finished this part, find a bug, create a cracked version, make a cheat,” Cheng Zhu instructed.

“What, we official creators are making cheats?” Wei Bo was confused.

“Our type of game is just too simple. If we don’t do it, others will. Get it?” Cheng Zhu said cryptically, “And this cheat will have a significant effect later; just do as I say.”

In his memory, “Ship” eventually had cheats on Earth. Many people paid to buy them and only then could pass the game.

Searching on Taobao, the sales were high, with tens of thousands of orders.

Of course, Cheng Zhu wasn’t looking to make a quick buck off this.

It was useful for marketing, part of his early preparations.

He decided not to reveal the deeper meaning to Wei Bo.

In any case, even if he did, Wei Bo might not understand. He just needed to follow instructions.

“Boss, but wouldn’t this negate the increased difficulty?” Wei Bo wondered.

“Difficulty is difficulty, cheating is cheating. These are different issues,” Cheng Zhu waved his hand dismissively, “You’ll understand later.”

Truthfully, the team, including Wei Bo, felt uncomfortable about creating a game and then making a cheat for it.

But the boss hadn’t said much. After packing up his things, he left the studio.

When he walked out the door, Chen Jieyu had already finished touching up her makeup in the restroom and was waiting for him in the corridor.

She now realized that Cheng Zhu must have noticed her odd behavior before, but he chose not to pry.

This left her with complex feelings, unsure how to describe them.

But since they had agreed to have a meal, that wouldn’t change.

And Cheng Zhu’s feigned ignorance saved her some embarrassment.

A person like her was quite sensitive at heart.

After they got into the car, Cheng Zhu drove about fifteen minutes to a barbecue restaurant.

This place offered private rooms, ensuring privacy for diners, even for just two people.

The ambiance of the restaurant was nice, and even the waitresses were pretty.

The rooms required changing into slippers; as Chen Jieyu took off her shoes, her feet wrapped in black stockings were revealed.

At that moment, the waitress handed them each a food menu and a beverage list.

Chen Jieyu glanced at them and thought, “So expensive!”

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(ps: This is the first update; the second will be at six o’clock this afternoon.)