Intercepting the Boyfriend When he Was Young

Looking at Song Zhe's message, Yang Wei's popularity exploded.

She decisively deleted all Song Zhe's information, dragged WeChat black, shut down and threw it into her schoolbag.

Xia Chiu Tweet watched her finish all this, and hesitated: "Is it all right?"

"It's okay." Yang Wei said calmly: "The young master is so used to his temper, thinking that everyone is going to provide for him."

Xia Chiu heard the slight lingering anger in Yang Wei's voice, so she remained silent.

Think about it, she stretched out her hand, put it on Yang Wei's shoulder, patted her shoulder, and said with a bit of manliness: "Go to sleep, I will call you when I get there!"

Yang Wei "puchi" laughed out loud, thinking that Xia Chiu at this time was so silly so cute.

The group arrived at the agreed place, which is a bookstore where an autograph meeting is being held.

At this moment, the crowd was overcrowded. Four people found the staff and after explaining their intentions, they were led to the back office alone.

Compared with the noise outside, the office was a bit horribly quiet, with four cups of tea scented, and several people were a little nervous.

Xia Chiu-chuu has never been so serious in her life to negotiate a contract with someone. For the first time, she was nervous.

The other three were entirely due to age issues. Even if it was Shen Sui, it was the first time to do such a thing alone. In front of the three girls, they always felt that they could not do anything wrong, so they cheered up. Very vigilant.

After a while, an uncle in a shirt hurried in.

He looks almost forty years old, his hair is half bald, a work card is hung on his neck, and his forehead is full of sweat.

He drank water as he came in, and after taking a few sips of water, he turned his head and said, "Who is Xiaoxia Mao?"

This is the name of Xia Chiu Chiu's Weibo. Everyone turned their attention to Xia Chiu Chiu. Xia Chiu Chiu stood up and nodded and said: "I am Mao Xiaoxia, these are all of our team."

"Yeah," the uncle nodded and greeted Xia Chiu Chiu to sit down, gradually easing her breath, and her tone of voice became calmer: "We talked about it on Weibo before. My name is Yang and my name is Yang Ming. My brother Yang will do."

Everyone nodded cautiously. Yang Ming looked at these half-year-old children with a smile in his eyes: "Are you usually nervous about your studies?"

"Okay."

Xia Chiu Chiu braced his scalp and glanced at Gu Lan and Yang Wei. She was afraid that if she said no, the other party would not sign.

The other party took out the contract, a total of four copies, and handed them to several people.

"Actually, I just want you to come here, but I just want to have a closer chat with you. After all, I am not only signing a work, but also signing a few of you. I want to know your personality, how you usually create, your future plans, the time of creation, etc. of."

Yang Ming said: "This is a brokerage contract, and this is a publishing contract. Whether you sign this brokerage contract or not, I will definitely sign your online comics. Please take a closer look at the two contracts. If you have any questions, ask me, if you need it, you can bring it back."

"Okay." The other three people looked at the contract, and Xia Chiu Chiu was in charge of chatting with Yang Ming. When Yang Mingjian talked, he quickly figured out what Xia Chiu Chiu's group was. After knowing the information he wanted to know, he nodded and said, "It's good, it's just that I'm busy studying."

"Yeah..." Xia Chiu-chuu was nervous and looked at the contract and said, "So can I change the update amount?"

"Yes, it can be changed," Yang Ming nodded, "but it shouldn't be changed too much. You figure out how to balance your studies and painting. Don't worry about the contract. You can sign it after you think it through. Go to university and continue painting. Nothing."

Yang Ming laughed. The four of them talked to Yang Ming for a while. After asking some details about the contract, the assistant came in again and took Yang Ming out.

As soon as Yang Ming left, the four of them went out with the contract.

On the way back, the four people discussed the contract. Gu Lan exaggerated: "Ten million packaging costs, let's send it out. Ten million, I won't earn it in my life!"

The three people nearby took a faint glance at Gu Lan, and Yang Wei reminded Gu Lan: "Calm down and have a dream."

"I can't calm down, I can't calm down at all," Gu Lan shook her head, "I feel like I want to fly now."

Xia Chiu laughed beside him: "Gu Lan will definitely sign this contract."

"Yes," Gu Lan didn't hesitate: "I think this contract is quite good, how about you?"

"I might," Shen Sui hesitated: "I can't sign it."

This is not surprising to everyone. Originally, Shen Sui was just hanging around with them. He didn't like comics, but rather the worldview in this comics. Change to a comic, maybe he doesn't like it anymore.

Moreover, he was originally the pride of heaven, and there was no reason to vent like Yang Wei.

Everyone nodded in understanding, and Gu Lan turned her gaze to Yang Wei: "Yang Wei, how about you?"

"I do not know either."

Yang Wei hesitated, and finally said this sentence. She seemed to be so unwilling, lowered her head and said: "I still want to go back and take the college entrance examination."

Gu Lan was a little disappointed on the face, but didn't force it, and said in a low voice, "Very good."

"But don't worry," Yang Wei immediately said, looking at Gu Lan's appearance, "I will write the script before leaving. After the college entrance examination, I will come back."

"Plastic sisters, true love does not separate family!"

Xia Chiu Chiu squeezed a small fist and shouted, Gu Lan and Yang Wei looked at them quietly, "Why are you calling this?"

"Seeing everyone shouting like this..."

Xia Chiu Tweet was a little embarrassed, but Gu Lan was a little worried: "Do you know what a plastic sister flower is?"

"It can't be degraded, it's very long?" Xia Chiu was a little confused, and Yang Wei nodded: "Yes, it's fake and long."

Xia Chiu Chiu shut up, feeling that there is a gap between himself and the times.

Next to Gu Lan retracted the topic, Baba looked at Xia Chiu, "What about you, Xia Chiu?"

Xia Chiu Chiu clutched his head, somewhat annoyed: "I don't know either."

"I just want to paint," she thought, "but I also want to get into a good university."

"Then," Shen Sui said softly beside him: "Why don't you take the art test?"

When these words came out, Xia Chiu-chuu was stunned. Gu Lan gave initiation and said excitedly: "Yes, Xia Chiu-chuu, you take the art test, and then we will paint every day. You sign a contract with me, and I get the money. I can give my mother an explanation. I will also take the art exam. We can still take the same university..."

Gu Lan described the future, Xia Chiu listened, and a yearning suddenly rose in her heart.

However, she thought about it, and suddenly realized a problem--

"I... I have no foundation."

"Speaking as if you have a foundation in culture."

Yang Wei did not hesitate to tear down the stage beside her.

As someone who watched Xia Chiu Chiu walk all the way, Yang Wei knew too well what level she was when Gao Yi met Xia Chiu Chiu.

Xia Chiu Chiu didn't speak.

She knows exactly what level she is. In fact, she has made such rapid progress. Of course, she has the teacher's teaching and her own efforts, but there is also that she has also passed the college entrance examination that year, and has completed the entire university.

Although the grades are not good, although the mixed life, but still remember some. While she was learning, she remembered, somewhat impressed.

However, painting is different, she has never touched it in the past.

She once learned to start again and knows nothing about her, which is completely different. She didn't have the courage to face a brand new thing, so she chose to remain silent.

Next to him, Shen Sui quietly looked at Xia Chiu, with some bitterness in his eyes.

He actually hoped that Xia Chiu Gang could resolutely answer "Okay, I'll go to the art test." If Xia Chiu said these words, he felt that he would also rise to infinite courage.

But Xia Chiu Chiu was just an ordinary person, and her hesitation was the same as him.

The scene was a little embarrassing. At this moment, Gu Lan's phone rang, and her face changed when she saw the phone.

Xia Chiu-chuu looked over and found that it said "Mom" on it. Gu Lan looked at the phone hesitated, but the phone kept ringing, obviously not an ordinary phone.

Gu Lan hesitated for a long time before finally answering the phone. However, the moment the phone was connected, there was a woman's sharp voice: "Gu Lan, where are you?! You skipped class! You come back for me!"

Gu Lan pursed her lips and didn't speak. A woman's curse came from inside. After a long time, she took a deep breath and said hoarsely: "Okay, I'll be back."

With that, Gu Lan hung up the phone, then raised her head and looked around.

"We're here to sign the contract, who did you talk to?"

"I do not have."

"I do not have."

Yang Wei and Shen Sui spoke in unison, and the three of them turned their eyes on Xia Chiu Chiu's body, and Yang Wei's expression changed drastically: "Did you tell Jiang Huai An?"

Xia Chiu Chiu didn't dare to speak, and lowered his eyes, this attitude was already the answer. Yang Wei looked ugly and said, "He must have told Song Zhe. Song Zhe never considers others, Gu Lan..."

She looked at Gu Lan: "You..."

"It's okay."

Gu Lan closed her eyes and said, "I'm fine. We have been sued and our parents have been notified. My mother has come to school and waited for me at school. You guess the same."

This is indeed the case, but the Song family and Xia family can see the matter of skipping classes. There was no one from the Song family. The Xia family asked He Linlin to report to the school. He Linlin was still putting on make-up at home and did not arrive at all.

Shen Sui's parents didn't know the reason, and there was no movement.

But Gu Lan's mother was not like this. She placed all expectations on Gu Lan. The fact that Gu Lan skipped class was completely unforgivable to her.

Halfway behind, Gu Lan remained silent.

Xia Chiu wanted to talk to each other several times, but saw Gu Lan's expression and did not dare to speak at all.

The four went to the school in silence all the way, and then to the Academic Affairs Office.

The Academic Affairs Office is very lively, He Linlin, Shen Sui's mother, Gu Lan's mother are chatting.

To be precise, it was Gu Lan's mother who was holding the other two women crying, and the dean of the teaching department next to her stood comforting.

Gu Lan's mother complained of bitterness and bitterness on the other side, and she was completely resentful. When the four people arrived, Gu Lan walked in the forefront. Seeing such a scene, her face was not very good, but she walked forward and shouted, "Mom."

"Do you still know to come back?!"

Mother Gu raised her head and screamed: "Why don't you die outside? I make money to support you, so you skip class?"

"Yes," the director of the teaching department next to him said with a face full of integrity: "Gu Lan, you don't want to think about your family's conditions, what is your mother's situation, and just mess around like this every day, are you worthy of your mother?"

"Mr. Zhang..." Mother Gu cried even harder when she heard the teaching director Zhang Xu say this: "You are right, this child is really ignorant."

Zhang Xu and Gu's mother attacked Gu Lan with one word and one word. Gu Lan stood still, as if he hadn't heard anything, and didn't move.

She looked calm, even a little desperate, without the slightest anger in her daily life.

Xia Chiu Chiu and Yang Wei watched from the sidelines, and Xia Chiu Chiu's heart suddenly hurt. She felt a little breathless for Gu Lan to be like this by herself.

She couldn't help but raised her voice: "Auntie, Gu Lan is not out to play, she is going to sign a publishing contract with us, and wants to make more money..."

"Make money? What money do I make? I told you that there are many scammers in this society. Just like you, what kind of money can you make?"

Gu's mother seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly raised her voice: "You should study hard when you read. You always think about things you shouldn't think about. What is the future of painting? There are tens of thousands of people who can make money from painting. Can there be one among people? Can that one be you?"

As Mother Gu said, all the artillery fire was directed at Gu Lan: "I know you like painting, but don't you see what is going on in our family? Your father is cerebral palsy, and your brother is still young. I am raising this family by myself. Can you afford you? Look at yourself, look at you—"

Mother Gu said, grabbing Gu Lan's manuscript from the table, and smashed it to her: "You do this all day in class. Who do you think you are? Oh, you won a few prizes in junior high school, those tricks. Your Qian’s teacher said a few words that you are talented, and you think you are really a genius? Genius, can I support you? Can you support yourself?"

Gu Lan was smashed in the face by her manuscript, she squeezed her fist and closed her eyes.

She thought she could bear it.

I thought that all the humiliation, incomprehension, and abuse could be endured.

Xia Chiu Chiu looked anxiously beside him, wanted to interrupt, but was pulled by Yang Wei.

So she saw Gu's mother smashing the drawing paper, manuscripts, and brushes Xia Chiu-cho bought to Gu Lan.

In the paintings flying all over the sky, the girl clenched her fists and lowered her head, stubborn and desperate.

Xia Chiu-chuo watched quietly, and felt as if she was infected by her emotions. She could clearly touch Gu Lan's obsession, her fanatical love and love for painting.

He clearly knows what is going on in his family, he clearly knows that he has to share the burden with his mother, and he knows that his mother is fragile to the brink of collapse at any time. He should listen carefully to his words, take a college entrance examination, study an accounting department, and take a job as a civil servant in the tax bureau after graduation. Or be an accountant.

Her mother can't stand any wind and rain anymore. She wants to be stable, stable, and to live within her cognition.

Mother Gu slammed and cursed, and the people next to her were shocked by her irritable reaction. Even Zhang Xu couldn't help but say, "Well, Gu Lan already knew it was wrong..."

"She knows what's wrong?!" Mother Gu screamed: "She doesn't know what's wrong. She never knows how hard my mother is. She never understands me, so she knows how to draw and paint."

"Gu Lan, tell me, the last time."

Mother Gu stared at her: "You will never be allowed to paint anymore, take the college entrance examination, take a good university, study the accounting department, take the civil service examination, you will be like this in your life, you know?"

Gu Lan didn't speak, she opened her mouth.

She wanted to say, good.

However, she worked hard, she tried repeatedly.

There was silence around, and Mother Gu stared at her, waited, and waited for her to give in as before.

Give in to her mania, give in to her love.

However, Gu Lan still couldn't say it. She looked at the paper on the floor, looked at the manuscript, and remembered the encouragement and recognition of so many people on the Internet during these hours.

She can, even if she is not a genius, but the times have changed and she can make a living from painting.

This is a brand-new era, this is the best era, it accommodates outliers, and it is completely different from the era of Gu Mu.

Gu Lan was trembling, looking at the puppy who was happily holding the butterfly on the drawing.

"I don't know where the way forward is—"

"I don't know where I am going—"

"But I struggle to chase what I want, as long as I run faster than others, I can always get something."

"After all, this is an era of fulfilling dreams as long as it becomes 10%."

"I……"

Gu Lan shuddered, and Mother Gu's brows gradually loosened, but at this time, she heard Gu Lan speak with difficulty.

"I am right."

The **** broke through the gap, and the remaining torrent rushed out. Gu Lan raised her head and looked at Mother Gu seriously.

"I'm right in painting, and I'm right in pursuing my dream. You shouldn't pay for my dream, then I will buy it myself."

"I am responsible for my life. I choose my own path. If you don't have money to buy me paintbrushes, then I will earn it by myself. It's hard for you to raise me. Then I work, I borrow money, I ask for help, I paint, myself Make money to support yourself."

"But, mom," Gu Lan felt so brave for the first time: "I do what I like, I don't think I was wrong."

"Even if it is contrary to your perception of the world, it is never wrong to strive to pursue your dreams."