delayed visit

"Zhou Wanyue?" Gu Chi was still a little surprised, took a pen and wrote down his imaginary name, thinking, no wonder people would misunderstand him.

"Zhou Wanyue, the Wanyue of Tianhe, the Yue of Yueguan Mountain," the assistant said on the phone, "His mother is Chinese, and she only knows how to read ancient poems, and never thought that this name is not suitable for boys."

Gu Chi crossed out the wrong name just now, rewrote it again, wrote down the address, and asked, "Then I'll go at nine o'clock this weekend, right?"

His final exam is over, he refunded his bus ticket, and told his parents that there is something wrong with the school, and he will not be able to come back until a few days later.As for the later days, he didn't know much, and he didn't buy a new ticket again.A vague premonition made Gu Chi feel that he might not be able to go back so soon this time.

"Ten o'clock." The assistant said, "or eleven o'clock."

Gu Chi thought, if it was later, he would be able to have lunch.

The assistant seemed to think so too: "Actually, it's not interesting if you go too early, and he probably won't listen to you to give him tutoring."

Gu Chi felt a little embarrassed and wanted to end the topic, but the assistant continued: "Or you don't have to go. To tell you the truth, Mr. Zhou just can't stand him, so he wants to find someone who can stand him .”

This was a bit mean, with a bit of disdain, the assistant said: "Otherwise, do you think he has so much time to go to a mentally handicapped school? He originally wanted to find an experienced nursing teacher, but met When it comes to you. He suddenly felt that it might be good to find someone to take advantage of."

Damn, it was really hit by his roommate, Gu Chi scolded in his heart, and wanted to beat up the assistant very much.Even if this is the case, there is no need to tell the person concerned, right?I'm ashamed to say that my brother is disobedient, and this brother is not much better.

"Did Mr. Zhou ask you to say it?" Gu Chi didn't want to talk anymore, so he asked directly.

Sure enough, the assistant hesitated and said, "He just wants to give you another vaccination."

Gu Chi felt that Zhou Sheng was a bit too devious, and he didn't like the feeling of being tricked: "It's really... quite boring. I'm not negotiating business with anyone, so don't play games like this, right? "

"Isn't it a business?" The assistant asked back, "But I'm about to send you money."

If it was Gu Chi a few years later, he would have shared his bank card number right away, but there will still be people like Gu Chi among the freshman students who still have some ignorant ideas, such as that they don’t have a lot of money. Money, not for money, in a few years he will choose to nuclear blow up his own brain, but people always have this kind of stage.

The assistant seemed to be really surprised this time. After confirming that Gu Chi didn't want to be paid, he turned to sincerely persuade Gu Chi not to go, sharing his experience as a social animal: "His brother is really not something you need to do." The object of charity, what do you want if you don't have money. Mr. Zhou wants to find someone who abuses his kindness to help his brother, but in fact, no matter how he is, he is [-] times better than ordinary people like us."

"If I really charge money, that's the binding," Gu Chi said, "You've only told me one name so far, and I'm going to see if I have the ability to help him."

"Maybe when you come back, you will find that you need help." The assistant said, "It seems that Mr. Zhou really met a kind student."

Gu Chi found it strange that with this rhythm of intimidation and threats, he would have thought that the other party was a violent anti-social murderer and should have put on a body armor.So when he really walked into Zhou's house on time, he was really confused.

The boy in the restaurant hadn't noticed anyone coming, and was holding a mobile phone for a video conversation: "The food here is terrible. I didn't have an omelette for breakfast, so I fried a poached egg, and it wasn't fried enough. good."

"It would be nice to cook for you," the lady on the other end of the phone said, "Think about it, your mother is a mistress, and you are an illegitimate child. Isn't it normal for you to cook something unpalatable?"

Before Gu Chi understood who was speaking so directly, he heard the child say, "Little San can't waste food."

"Then you think about it," the lady said, "Maybe they didn't do it on purpose, but it's really hard to cook."

These words are really not very good, but obviously the people in front of them were persuaded: "Then I will supervise them to do well, good night."

"Don't have a good night in the future," the lady said. "Think about the jet lag. Your mother still wants to watch your live broadcast for breakfast in the evening. Even fried poached eggs will make you hungry."

After the boy said goodbye to his mother, Gu Chi was taken aback again, only to realize that the phrase "your mother" was not a curse word, but a statement of facts. It seemed that what the assistant said was true, and it turned out that his Chinese was not very good.

Although it was basically confirmed, Gu Chi still asked to be on the safe side, "Hello, are you Zhou Wanyue?"

The eyebrows and eyes that were just covered in the photo were actually the most beautiful among the facial features.The eyebrows flew into the temples, coupled with a pair of eyes looking at him coldly, completely contrary to Zhou Sheng's gentle demeanor, no one could have imagined that they were a pair of brothers.

Zhou Wanyue put down his fork: "Well, I am. Have you had breakfast yet?"

Gu Chi couldn't help being a little moved, and he knew he was concerned about whether he had eaten, and he seemed really kind.When he was in middle school, in order to memorize books for a few more minutes in the morning, he developed the habit of skipping breakfast, and he has not changed it until now: "I didn't eat, no need..."

"Then you'd better not eat it." Zhou Wanyue said, "I'm afraid you will be poisoned to death."

Seeing that Gu Chi didn't answer, he frowned and added, "This is a joke."

The Zhou family's servants were not in the hall, and fortunately they were not, otherwise Gu Chi would always worry that the person in front of him would really be poisoned to death.

Or to blame.