Reborn in 2015, I became a male god starting in high school.

Chapter 4 Contrast

Chapter 4 Contrast
The four afternoon classes are math, Chinese, English, and English again.

Having just been reborn, Zhou Ziyang was unable to concentrate on his studies.

He still doesn't understand how he was reborn.

Is it a real rebirth or just a dream?

If it's a dream.

That dream is far too real.

Two English classes: one to go over the test paper, and one to do a new test paper.

As usual, the English teacher would ask Xia Wei to read the entire text aloud during the reading comprehension exercise.

Xia Wei's English is the best in the whole school, and her pronunciation is also the most standard.

The English pronunciation is crisp and pleasant.

Zhou Ziyang sat down to the side and slightly behind Xia Wei.

Looking at Xia Wei, who was holding an English book and standing gracefully.

The evening sun shone with golden light.

The sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Xia Wei.

From Zhou Ziyang's perspective.

It felt like Xia Wei was radiating a golden light.

She was completely hidden by the light.

But it is precisely this sense of seclusion that adds a unique charm to her.

Blue sky and white clouds, teaching building.

Cicadas chirping, birds singing, and the paulownia tree.

And the pleasant sound of the school bell.

This is the taste of youth.

When the bell rang at 5:30.

The classroom suddenly became much noisier.

Whether it's the first year of high school or the third year, everyone has to start evening self-study after forty minutes.

The only difference is that senior year students have one more class than junior and sophomore year students.

The students gathered in small groups, discussing what to eat for dinner.

Zhou Ziyang packed his schoolbag, preparing to skip class.

In his previous life, Zhou Ziyang did not attend Li Dongfeng's farewell dinner.

This did not leave Zhou Ziyang with any regrets.

However, when they met again many years later, Li Dongfeng's disheveled appearance came to mind.

Zhou Ziyang still hopes to make some changes.

It's not that I have an overwhelming sense of compassion.

It's just something to do when you're bored.

He is 29 years old.

He is no longer the boy trapped by school.

Pack your schoolbag.

Zhou Ziyang got up and walked out of the classroom.

"Zhou Ziyang!"

As they reached the stairwell, Xia Wei called out to Zhou Ziyang.

By this time, the students had already rushed to the cafeteria.

The senior year floor was surprisingly empty.

In the distance, the sun, already slanting westward, was as red as a large apple.

Xia Wei wore a neat and tidy high ponytail.

She is tall and has a slender waist.

The pleated skirt, which didn't go past the knees, swayed gently in the evening breeze.

Her legs beneath the skirt were slender and long.

Cotton socks wrapped around her ankles like spring blankets.

She approached Zhou Ziyang and asked him directly, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Ziyang replied: What does this have to do with you?
"Of course it has nothing to do with me. I'm just afraid you'll embarrass your uncle." Xia Wei spoke as matter-of-factly and condescendingly as ever.

Zhou Ziyang sneered disdainfully: "He's my father. It's only natural for a son to embarrass his father. What's it to you?"

"What did you say?"

Xia Wei was stunned for a moment, somewhat incredulous.

This was the first time Zhou Ziyang had addressed that man as "Dad" in front of Xia Wei.
For a moment, Xia Wei felt a sense of crisis.

The whole school is talking about it.

Xia Wei is not only beautiful, but also has a great figure.

Most importantly, she is the daughter of a high-ranking official in the procuratorate.

Xia Wei neither denied nor confirmed this.

The girl's vanity made her take the praise from others for granted.

But in fact...

She was merely a temporary resident at Zhou Ziyang's house, a guest without any real identity.

Xia Wei's parents divorced when she was very young.

Although her mother, Xu Qing, is a primary school teacher, it would be difficult for her and her daughter to maintain their current decent life on her own salary.

By chance, Xu Qing met Zhou Ziyang's father, Zhou Guowei.

In this small county, Zhou Guowei is considered a relatively capable man, but because he is busy with work, his personal life is a complete mess.

After Xu Qing learned that Zhou Guowei had divorced and had not remarried, she started going to Zhou Guowei's house every few days.

She not only helped Zhou Guowei with laundry and cooking, but also kept his house spotless.

Zhou Guowei initially refused, after all, he was a respectable person, and it would be disgraceful for him to be entangled with a woman like this.

But no matter how many times I told her, Xu Qing still did things her own way.

Sometimes, when Zhou Guowei wasn't home, I would cook a meal at home and bring it to his doorstep, waiting for him to come back.

After a while,

The main problem is that Zhou Guowei, being a man, really doesn't understand life.

After a long day of hard work, I can't even get a hot meal when I get home.

No one knows the loneliness of being forty.

After eating Xu Qing's cooking twice and listening to her explanations about how hard it is for a woman to raise a child alone, and how she just wanted to do a part-time job, Xu Qing said that she wanted to find a job.

Once she steps outside, she won't recognize anyone.

All she knew was that Zhou Guowei was a good person. "You see, you're all alone anyway, without even anyone to cook for you."

"I'll come over and cook for you every day from now on. If you feel bad about it, just pay me a salary!"

Xu Qing spoke with sincerity, and Zhou Guowei thought to himself, "This is quite good. It's convenient for me and it can help others. What's wrong with that?"

I simply agreed.

Xu Qing was very happy and originally wanted to take things further, but Zhou Guowei firmly refused and insisted on paying Xu Qing a salary of two thousand yuan every month.

In fact, Xu Qing is intelligent, even though she works as a nanny.

But Zhou Guowei was no ordinary person in the small county town.

Putting everything else aside, if Zhou Guowei hadn't put in a good word for her, Xu Qing's daughter, Xia Wei, wouldn't have been able to get into the county's No. 1 High School.

In addition, Zhou Guowei would drive his own car to pick up Xia Wei a few times when he had free time.

As a result, rumors circulated that Xia Wei was the daughter of a leader in the procuratorate.

Some people even specifically asked Xia Wei about it.

Xia Wei simply smiled and said, "My mom doesn't allow me to talk about this outside."

Children are always guilty. Xia Wei used to study at a school in the countryside, where she was often bullied because her parents were divorced.

Once they arrived in the city, everyone tried to curry favor with her and befriend her because of her identity.

Who wouldn't want to wear such a halo forever?

He wore it like that for three years.

Over the past three years, Xia Wei has transformed from a naive young girl into a beautiful young lady from the city.

They come and go from the staff quarters of the procuratorate.

Occasionally, a black Audi A6 would come to pick her up.

Xia Wei grew more and more beautiful, and many boys at school began to have a crush on her.

However, she didn't care about any boys' gazes.

The only person she cared about was Zhou Ziyang!
She was really afraid that one day Zhou Ziyang would cause trouble and call his father over.

If that were the case, everyone would know that he was just a fraud, a mere imposter borrowing the tiger's power.

Zhou Ziyang is the real child of the procuratorate leader!
"You, why are you suddenly calling me uncle?"

Xia Wei suddenly became anxious. She wanted to ask Zhou Ziyang why he suddenly called out "Dad" so smoothly.
But then I thought, they are father and son, isn't it normal for him to call me dad?

But this only made Xia Wei more anxious.

Ultimately, she was just a little girl who was under eighteen and did well in her studies.

A single sentence from Zhou Ziyang could easily expose the carefully crafted persona she had created in front of her classmates.

So of course Xia Wei would be anxious.

Seeing Xia Wei's anxious expression, Zhou Ziyang was taken aback.

He noticed that Xia Wei's jade-like legs under her skirt were trembling.
This aloof woman.

Are you actually scared?
Zhou Ziyang smiled.

In his previous life, Zhou Ziyang did not have a good relationship with his father.

Naturally, he wouldn't gossip about Xia Wei.

Therefore, Xia Wei brazenly identified herself as the daughter of a leader in the procuratorate, gaining all the advantages in front of her classmates and teachers.

In my memory, this woman was always aloof and superior.

He was successfully admitted to Jinling University.

Then, thanks to his father's connections, he became an outstanding lawyer after graduation.

Every day I wear an office lady uniform skirt.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with exquisite makeup, stockings and high heels, she frequented high-end office buildings and lived a leisurely petit-bourgeois life in Nanjing.

After Zhou Ziyang returned to the small county town, he met Xia Wei once at his father's house.

Xia Wei looked down on Zhou Ziyang.

At that time, she was dressed in designer clothes, a high-end woolen pencil dress, with thick black stockings under the skirt outlining the exquisite curves of her beautiful legs.

In her view, everything she has today is the result of her hard work, bit by bit.

Unlike Zhou Ziyang, who didn't study hard in high school.

I'm almost thirty and still have to rely on my father's help to find a job.

In front of her father, Xia Wei could still manage to give Zhou Ziyang a smile.

But once she left her father's house, Xia Wei's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

I really felt that I wasn't on the same level as Zhou Ziyang.

There was only one woman.

At this moment, he actually showed a look of fear in front of Zhou Ziyang.

At that moment, Zhou Ziyang seemed to realize something.

He looked at Xia Wei, who was clearly somewhat uncomfortable.

At this moment, Xia Wei no longer had the aloof and icy beauty she usually was at school.

She didn't dare look Zhou Ziyang in the eye.