Rebirth 09: A perfect life starting from college

After washing his hair, brushing his teeth, and shaving his beard, Jiang Cheng, who had blow-dried his hair, opened the closet and carefully selected.

After choosing for a long time, I finally chose the Smith Barney T-shirt and Semir jeans that I wore when I first came to Xijing.

——Mother Zhong walked around a lot with her parents, if her current wealth was accidentally exposed, it would really be troublesome if she said that when she went back.

After all, replacing the thinking of a normal person, it is simply incomprehensible for a freshman who has just arrived at the university to suddenly have so much money in just over a month?

Especially for his mother who was born in purchasing and finance, Jiang Cheng really can't think of a suitable way to prevaricate her old man.

Even lying about winning the lottery is useless.

Jiang Cheng is [-]% sure that with his mother's stubborn and paranoid temper that breaks the casserole and asks the truth, Jiang Cheng will definitely let Jiang Cheng tell which lottery lottery he won, the winning number, the winning multiple, the winning amount, and the bank transfer records for redeeming the prize. , Bonus personal income tax payment vouchers and even news reports at the time and all other materials.

How can this be done!

Headache ING!

After much deliberation, he still couldn't think of a suitable reason, and Jiang Cheng decided to keep the matter of making a fortune by himself for a while temporarily.

In the past few months, Wen Jie can arrange for Wen Jie to get hundreds of thousands of dollars on her CCB card to make a serious stock market entry and exit account.

When I go home during the winter vacation, I will tell my family that I have spent the past six months teaching myself how to trade stocks. Fortunately, I have made some money in a few months, so it might be easier to fool me.

After all, I am a student of the Department of Finance, so learning to trade stocks and experience the capital market in advance is a reasonable reason.

With that in mind, Jiang Cheng put the T-shirt on his body.

Fortunately, Smith Barney's clothes are too large. I originally bought a size of 175, but now I am wearing a size of 183.

The jeans are a little worse, but everything else is fine, but the crotch is a little tight...

Cough cough, the difference is only 2cm, as for it?

......

A few minutes later, Jiang Cheng, who had just walked out of the boys' dormitory, saw Wang Hui's mother and daughter standing under the magnolia tree at a glance.

Although she is over 40 years old, Wang Hui, who is well maintained, still looks radiant.

With shoulder-length hair, fair skin, and beautiful features, if she can be 20 years younger, she can definitely be regarded as a big beauty.

It's no wonder that Zhong Xi'er, who got her inheritance, has such a high appearance.

"Xiaocheng~"

Seeing Jiang Cheng coming out of the dormitory, Wang Hui smiled and waved.

"Aunt Wang~"

Jiang Cheng quickly trotted over.

"Oh, let me take a good look~"

Wang Hui greeted him with a happy face, and took Jiang Cheng's hands carefully.

"Xiaocheng, you have grown a lot taller~" Wang Hui gestured with a smile: "It must be 1.8 meters? Ahh~ You have grown into a handsome guy! Haha——Auntie, I just saw you come out , I don’t even dare to admit it~”

"How can there be, it's too exaggerated~ I'm just a little taller."

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Isn't it still the same as before~"

"No, no, it's really handsome, and the body looks stronger~ It's said that the pasta in the Northwest nourishes people, it seems that it is true~" Wang Hui pulled Jiang Cheng affectionately, looking at him As if looking at his own son, looking left and right, he just couldn't bear to let go.

"Mom... people come and go here, why are you pulling Jiang Cheng all the time?"

Zhong Xi'er, who was holding a parasol beside her, pursed her lips and said.

Seeing her mother and Jiang Cheng holding hands like a loving mother, she felt sour and jealous inexplicably.

——Oh, I'm so angry, Jiang Cheng and I have never been so close before!

"What are you talking about, little girl?"

Wang Hui said with a smile: "I am a godmother, what's the point of seeing more about my godson? You think so, Xiaocheng?"

"Yes, yes, Aunt Wang, what you said makes sense~"

"Good boy, let's go~ Auntie will bring you a big meal today."

"Thank you, Aunt Wang~"

"Xiaocheng, come in, the ultraviolet rays of the northwest sun are too strong, it's not good if you get too much sun~"

"Xi'er, put the parasol in front of me a little longer~ You see, Xiaocheng is completely exposed to the sun~"

Zhong Xier: (.oˇ?ˇo.)

——Who is your real mother?

......

After leaving the school gate, I walked along Zhuque Street all the way to the Xiaozhai business district. At Wang Hui's suggestion, I finally chose a well-decorated Sichuan restaurant to sit down.

Through chatting on the road, Jiang Cheng learned that Wang Hui, a member of the Bashu Photographic Association, signed up to participate in the northwest photography activity organized by the Bashu Photographic Association, and the first stop happened to be in Xijing.

After that, it will go all the way north, along the line of Tongchuan, Luochuan, and Yanjing until Jingbian.

"By the way, Xi'er, take some photos of me and Xiaocheng first."

After ordering, Wang Hui took out her camera and said with a smile, "When I get back, I'll print it out and send you a set for Aunt Tan~"

——Aunt Tan mentioned by Wang Hui is Jiang Cheng's mother, Tan Weifen.

"Oh, I see."

Zhong Xi'er took the SLR camera from Wang Hui, adjusted it skillfully, and then professionally took two test shots.

"Mom, isn't your wide-angle lens suitable for taking portraits?" Zhong Xi'er fiddled with the camera lens, frowning slightly: "Didn't I tell you that you must use an 85mm fixed-focus lens for portraits. "

"Oh, you kid, why are you so stubborn~" Wang Hui said indifferently, "This is a souvenir photo, and it's not a professional work. Isn't it okay to use a wide angle and fixed focus~"

"Yes, yes, auntie is right." Hearing this, Jiang Cheng nodded again and again and said, "The true realm of photography will never be understood by someone like you who only knows how to play with equipment~"

Zhong Xier: ┏(゜ロ゜;)┛

Jiang Cheng's words were not nonsense, but out of his own heart.

For example, the well-known master photographer Mr. Chen, just used a simple photographic equipment - a mobile phone, to record immortal historical moments one by one.

Her immortal masterpiece "The Charm of Ejiao" perfectly expresses the wandering and confused expressions of the characters in the image in a warm and simple environment, revealing her unconcerned and persistent pursuit of the true meaning of happiness in real life.

Another example is the series of "Bai Zhifu", which can be regarded as his experimental works in the transformation from documentary style to fashion expressionism. It is the grasp of the costumes of the characters, which has reached the point of proficiency.

In front of such a great work, equipment?

Count it as a P~

Chapter 155 The Pride of Heaven

"Mom, help me take some photos with Jiang Cheng, too?"

After taking a few group photos of Jiang Cheng and Wang Hui, Zhong Xi'er put down the camera and suggested expectantly.

"—Sorry, I'm in a hurry!"

"Jiang Cheng! Stop for me!! (ノ｀Д?)ノ"

Anyway, for Aunt Wang Hui's sake, the reluctant Jiang Cheng finally took a photo with Zhong Xi'er.

Glancing at Zhong Xi'er who was flipping through the camera album, Jiang Cheng helplessly blew his bangs, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Mom, after copying this photo, you must remember to send it to me as soon as possible!"

After Jiang Cheng left, looking at the photo of herself and Jiang Cheng in the photo album, Zhong Xi'er said without raising her head.

Although Jiang Cheng in the photo didn't smile much, he still looks so handsome~ not good!Not good!How - how can he be so handsome? !

Zhong Xi'er!

Were you blind before? !

"Hee~ I said Xi'er."

Seeing Zhong Xi'er who was inadvertently showing a nympho, Wang Hui first covered her mouth and smiled, and then asked solemnly: "I remember you didn't seem to care so much about Jiang Cheng before, did you?"

"Ah...? Is there?"

Hearing her mother's words, Zhong Xi'er froze for a moment.

——Am I being so obvious?

"Yes~" Wang Hui said with a smile: "Didn't I often persuade you to have a better relationship with Jiang Cheng before, but you always like to ignore~"

"The you now..." she said with a smile, and suddenly paused for a moment of "um", and then changed her words: "—No, it should be said that you and Jiang Cheng are now, as if they have changed at the same time , the positions of identities have been swapped."

"Jiang Cheng in the past, there is light in your eyes~" Wang Hui pointed to her own eyes and said, "Now, it seems that there is no such thing in his eyes when he sees you..."

"On the contrary, it's you who look at him in a wrong way—this kind of look is very similar to the way Jiang Cheng looked at you before."

"Eh? No... no way..."

Zhong Xi'er spoke tongue-tiedly, her little face suddenly became hot.

Wang Hui's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting her heart hard.

"Mom... what are you talking about? What... what light? What kind of eyes? I don't understand..."

She stammered and defended, her tone pale.

The little princess Zhong Xi'er, who is naturally arrogant, is obviously unwilling to admit that she has completely fallen into the emotion of admiring Jiang Cheng.

Although she didn't realize it at all, she had unknowingly turned into a loyal and unswerving licking dog.

"Hey~ okay."

Looking at her flushed daughter, Wang Hui sighed slightly, and then said earnestly.

"Xi'er, I watched Jiang Cheng grow up. I know him well and know that he is definitely a responsible and good man."

"So, if you are really interested in him, take care of yourself in the future..."

"..."

Hearing these words, Zhong Xi'er originally wanted to justify something.

But when the words came to his lips, he still couldn't say them in the end.

She lowered her head and fell into a speechless silence.

——Take good care of it...?

Zhong Xi'er bit her lips tightly, regret filled her heart.

yeah...i had a chance...

But... I gave it up with my own hands...

Will there be another chance in the future?

......

With the sound of drainage, Jiang Cheng came out from the bathroom cubicle.

He was leaning over and rubbing his hands under the faucet of the sink, when suddenly a pair of soft little hands stretched out behind him, covering his eyes briskly.

At the same time, a girl's voice with a deliberately rough voice sounded beside her ears.

"Hohoho~ classmate Jiang Xiaocheng~ guess who I am?"

"Ah...then let me guess..."

"Are you...Xiaoying from last night?"

"??????!"

"Or the Xiaoli from the day before yesterday? Hiss...this hand feel... feels a bit like Xiao Zhao~?"

"Jiang Cheng!"

The girl behind her almost burst into tears with a "wow".

"——you big radish!!"

"Oh, I lied to you~"

Jiang Cheng smiled, turned around and strangled the angry short-haired girl with his backhand.