Teacher Meng wanted to hit someone after hearing this

Hanging up the phone again, Jiang Lang looked at the window that was opened just now to breathe. The moonlight outside the window was like water, the sky was full of stars, and a cloud floated to cover some of the light. Jiang Lang suddenly had an idea.

He turned and walked into the studio, headed straight to a corner of the room, and then uncovered a canvas that had been placed on a drawing board for a long time.

The painting covered on the drawing board has been basically completed - the brilliant night sky of Xinghan extends to the distant horizon, the bottomless cliff is so dark, and the coquettish rose climbs up from the bottom of the deep cliff, and suddenly falls on the cliff. end.So far this is a very normal oil painting, it can also be said that this is an unremarkable painting.

Jiang Lang picked up the paintbrush that was placed beside him, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and when he opened his eyes, the tip of the brush flicked wantonly on the canvas.

Unknowingly, several hours passed before Jiang Lang put away his brush and silently looked at the completed painting in front of him.It was midnight at this time, the huge villa cut off the croaking of cicadas and frogs outside, and the room was quiet, and a needle could be heard.Jiang Lang put down his brush, walked out of the studio, and closed the door lightly.Then I walked back to the bedroom, took a shower and got ready to sleep.

However, after more than half an hour, Jiang Lang turned over for the 108th time tonight. He couldn't fall asleep, not because he was excited to see someone he missed day and night the next day, but because it was only twelve o'clock. The beginning of his night life, the most energetic time of the day!

Jiang Lang threw off the quilt and went down to the ground. He did 200 push-ups and 200 sit-ups in one go. Then he went downstairs and poured a large glass of sleep-helping milk. After taking a bath, he will become more energetic again, so he just lay down and fell asleep. After all, around one o'clock is also the peak of his spirit!

Naturally, he couldn't get up early the next morning. Jiang Lang woke up suddenly. He turned his head and looked at the electronic clock beside the bed. It showed that it was past ten o'clock. Why didn't I hear the sound.

But luckily the appointment with Meng Yuan was in the afternoon, so it didn't matter too much.

On the way to Hongye Community in the afternoon, Jiang Lang was thinking about how to ensure that the house would be finally acquired by him while driving.Intimidate?play tricks?

You must know that this is a roommate who will get along day and night, and it is really an opportunity that cannot be missed. Who knows if there will be some kind of spark in the dead of night, and a story about a roommate turning into a wolf? !

Seeing the elevator in the community "ding" to the fifth floor, Jiang Lang arrived at the destination before he had time to fully think about it.As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a person standing in the not-so-wide stairwell, who was about to ring the doorbell.

"That—" Jiang Lang hurriedly said, at least to get in touch with him privately first, so as not to be completely confused.

The other party turned around in response. It was a boy wearing a long-sleeved sweater. To be precise, one sleeve was torn off, leaving only the other sleeve. There seemed to be a little bruise at the corner of his eye. The boy's age seemed to be no more than eighteen .

Jiang Lang froze for a moment, what kind of attire is this?Instantly doubted the other party's identity.

The young man didn't speak when he saw Jiang Lang, he just walked around Jiang Lang repeatedly with a pair of examining eyes in silence.

Jiang Lang asked, "Are you going to rent a house?"

The other party curled his lips and nodded disdainfully.

This kid?Yo, it's quite horizontal!Hmph, then don't blame him for wanting to bully the small with the big and defeat the weak with the strong!

But he remembered that because he called late, if the other party hadn't agreed to let him look at the house together, he would have been directly out of the game. Maybe this kid just had a natural expression of sarcasm?So Jiang Lang couldn't speak too harshly.

He walked into the boy, trying to use his height advantage to oppress him: "Your parents asked you to find a house by yourself?"

"I'm an adult."

Sure enough, it was a child, and he figured it out as soon as he tried it, which was self-evident.

"This room." Jiang Lang raised his chin, "Do you know what your future roommate will do?"

The boy asked: "?"

"Teacher!" Jiang Lang said with an exaggerated expression.

The boy's expression was obviously taken aback.

Jiang Lang said seriously: "You think they have to swallow their anger on the students during the day, and they might be very angry when they come back at night, and they might beat up their roommates!"

"How do you know he is a teacher?" the other party asked.

"Look at his demeanor! He looks like a teacher!" Oh, Jiang Lang covered his mouth and missed it.

"Then who are you?" The boy's words were even more defensive.

Jiang Lang kept silent, I'm here to help you bear the pain that you shouldn't have to bear at your age, let Teacher Meng's beating be more violent!

At this moment, Meng Yuan, who had been waiting at home for a long time, did not see anyone approaching the door. Hearing the movement outside the door, he opened the door with a "wow".

The three looked at each other.

There was two seconds of silence in the air, Jiang Lang took the lead to take a deep breath, and almost instantly, the boy turned around and ran downstairs!

"Lin Yuanshu!" Meng Yuan raised his hand and wanted to grab the boy, how did the students in the class find this place?

However, the boy ran down the stairs in an instant like a mouse seeing a cat, and then only the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor.

It was only at this moment that Meng Yuan noticed Jiang Lang standing on the side—a tall man in a well-tailored suit, looking very formal.Meng Yuan looked down at his casual white T-shirt and slacks, feeling ashamed.

Thinking about it, Meng Yuan showed his usual aura to the students, and he didn't seem short of breath. He said, "I came to see the house? I'm Meng Yuan."

Jiang Lang no longer cared about the young man who ran away, nodded politely, then put on his pretentious smile, and said: "My name is Jiang Lang, the river with three points of water, and Lang is a good man inside the gate."

Meng Yuan thought, Langyuan fairy flower, the name is quite strange.

He said, "I'm Meng Yuan. I'm a teacher. That kid just now was my student. You don't have to worry about it."

Jiang Lang pretended nothing happened at this moment, and said casually, "That's quite a coincidence."

Originally, I just wanted to use my teacher's position to scare other children, but I didn't expect that I would actually meet my own teacher. It seems needless to say, I believe that no student would be willing to be a roommate with his teacher.

Meng Yuan didn't know the story inside, and asked strangely, "What a coincidence?"

"I'm the one who called you at noon today, and he," Jiang Lang pointed to the empty stairwell, "is another person."

Meng Yuan was also taken aback when he heard it, obviously he didn't expect such a coincidence, he didn't know whether he should chase him back or not.

Jiang Lang felt that he was no longer a threat, so he said without hesitation: "I must have seen that you didn't react for a while, and you will come back later."

Meng Yuan had no choice but to greet Jiang Lang to come in first: "Then take a look at the house first, and I'll make a phone call to ask."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yuan stood by the door, asked Jiang Lang to let him go, and then took out his mobile phone to make a call.

The house is big and tidy. It must have been cleaned. Jiang Lang felt very satisfied without looking at it carefully. Probably one of the reasons is the people who will live with him in the future.

He walked to the kitchen, touched the clean countertop, then heard Meng Yuan's footsteps behind him, turned around and asked, "How is it?"

Meng Yuan shrugged: "It doesn't work. Probably won't come."

He himself admitted that no matter what kind of personality the teacher is, the students probably wouldn't want to live together.

"Then, do you rent this room?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Hmm. I don't think there is a problem." Jiang Lang didn't think about it.

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Meng Yuan felt a big stone in his heart fall to the ground.Let go of the frigid attitude of caring about Fu Heqian, anyway, they have lived like this for four years, so they will continue to study for graduate school as that kid.

He suddenly became in a better mood, and neither Jiang Lang nor he wanted to take advantage of the other, so they successfully finalized the contract, and after Jiang Lang moved all his belongings in, the two would be officially roommates.

Putting the contract aside, Meng Yuan and Jiang Lang chatted on the sofa, Jiang Lang sat upright while Meng Yuan leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and asked suddenly: "By the way, what do you do?" ?”

Jiang Lang said: "Oh, I just paint blindly, and I don't have any serious work." Will this be misunderstood that I am squatting at home, spending my days wasted all day?In fact, I draw seriously every day to make money, but it’s just that I can’t make ends meet.

Meng Yuan heard and nodded, and said, "That's pretty good, at least freedom, unlike our teachers, who take the money from selling cabbage, but want to sell white/powder."

Jiang Lang turned his head to look at Meng Yuan, who was leisurely lying on the sofa. The man's facial features could not be described as exquisite, but the lines of his face were very soft, which was indeed very suitable for a teacher.

Jiang Lang suddenly remembered his original purpose, he inevitably wanted to confirm the other party, just when he was about to ask "Do you have a girlfriend", the phone rang inappropriately.

The ringtone is the default ringtone of the mobile phone factory, Jiang Lang secretly admired himself, fortunately he replaced the ringtone that was so heavenly before him in advance, otherwise he would become a perverted squatting at home as a painter at home.

However, when he saw that the caller's name was "Zhang Wuyi", he still couldn't help checking whether the volume was turned down to the minimum.

Meng Yuan casually took a book from the coffee table, and motioned Jiang Lang to answer the phone.So Jiang Lang stepped aside and pressed the answer button——

"Third Young Master, I miss you so much! Where have you gone? I've called this number several times, but no one is alive!"

Jiang Lang was standing not far from Meng Yuan, looking at Mr. Meng who was reading in a gentle manner, feeling a little inexplicably ashamed.

He thought, this kid has a good voice, why didn't he discover this feature before?When you turn around, you can stand directly at the door of their bar to invite customers, and you can definitely hear it three streets away.

At the same time, he said calmly: "Don't be nervous. You can find my elder brother about this matter."

Zhang Wuyi on the other side didn't understand, so he said, "?? What are you talking about? Jiang Bulang, I don't want to look for your elder brother, I just want..."

Because the word "lang" sounds the same as "wave", it can be said that it is very close to Jiang Lang's daily life. However, Jiang Sanshao did not admit this, so everyone made a fuss and gave him the nickname Jiang Bulang, Jiang Lang I don't bother to correct it, and it will be called out after a long time, but it is generally used for ridicule.

Jiang Lang interrupted with a smile: "I'll call my brother's secretary later, and someone will look for you."

Zhang Wuyi on the other side of the phone was silent. This kid was implying that if he talked again, he would find someone to beat him up, so it was better to shut up.

Jiang Lang continued to speak into the air: "Okay, you're welcome, goodbye."

As soon as Zhang Wu thought about it, I silently looked at you and pretended that your conversation can be included in the etiquette textbook for primary school students, are you welcome?bye ?The Qing Dynasty died? ? ?

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wu waved to a group of idlers who were sitting in the bar box waiting to hear the news, and said, "Three Young Masters have something to do, so we can't come today."

The people around were not happy when they heard it, but Zhang Wuyi's eyes lit up suddenly and said, "However, he pays for everything from today to tomorrow morning!"

Everyone got excited again when they heard it, and shouted "Long Live the Three Young Masters" a few times. The boxes in the bar were all closed windows, and with colorful dim lights, the people in the room were day and night.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lang walked to Meng Yuan's side in two steps, lowered his head to see what book it was, and Meng Yuan showed him the cover——

"Conditions for Becoming an Excellent High School Mathematics Teacher"

Jiang Lang was terrified, Meng Yuan didn't look so cruel, he said calmly, "You teach mathematics?"

Meng Yuan made a nasal sound of "um", stood up, and said, "Do you want me to help you move your things?"

Jiang Lang shook his head and said no more.Only then did he realize that if he really wanted to move out of his home, leaving aside the messy things, at least all the things in his studio would have to be moved in, and he had to think of an excuse Tell the family about the past.

It was only now that Jiang Lang realized that he had rented a house excitedly, but there was still a lot of things that he didn't handle well.

Meng Yuan bent down slightly, touched under the coffee table, and then drew out a bunch of keys. He picked out a key and unloaded it to Jiang Lang, saying, "I'll give you the house key first."

When Jiang Lang heard the word "home", his heart exploded.

Meng Yuan smiled and winked at him, and said, "I'm going out to buy some food now, I wish us a happy renting together tonight."

cooking?Is it such a housekeeper?

Seeing Jiang Lang's surprised look, Meng Yuan said helplessly, "Don't expect too much, it's just ordinary fish and meat, nothing fancy."

Jiang Lang liked Meng Yuan very much in his heart, so he readily agreed.

But what Meng Yuan was thinking in his heart was to give a copy to Fu Heqian who was still in school after the pork ribs were ready.

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The next chapter breaks up with Mr. Meng