I heard that the iron tree is about to bloom

Seeing Gu Zhi being teased so angry and furious, Ji Anzhi only felt that he was enjoying it.

Gu Zhi raised his hand and put his arm in front of his lips, because his sleeve blocked it, and his voice was a little muffled, "You, you, what are you talking about in broad daylight!"

Ji Anzhi has always been very shameless in front of Gu Zhi, "So it's fine at night?"

"I, hey, I didn't mean that, how can you misinterpret my meaning! Well, Mr. Ji, you can go to your work. I also have work to be busy now. As for your plotting and monitoring me, we will meet again at another day." talk."

Ji Anzhi seemed to smell a bit of 'Although I'm not very angry, but I still want to be held accountable', he just pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "...Okay."

I thought Ji Anzhi should leave after finishing speaking, but unexpectedly this person took out a stack of documents from his bag and sat down like that, looking at Gu Zhi's unbelievable and suspicious eyes, very innocent, "Sorry, I came out too quickly, I haven't finished reading the document yet, it's five o'clock, and it's almost time for me to get off work when I drive back, so I'll just read it here, don't worry, I won't disturb you, what should you do."

This is not a question of disturbing or not disturbing me!You are such a big Buddha standing here, I will feel uncomfortable, hey!

The pen in Gu Zhi's hand creaked, but when he looked over with hatred, he only saw the back of Ji Anzhi's head.

As if sensing Gu Zhi's gaze, Ji Anzhi raised his head with a smile, "By the way, I just picked you up to get off work together. Don't you mind?"

Gu Zhi took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and let out a piss in his heart, you've already made up your mind and you're still asking me?

"……do not mind!"

This person is really, really shameless!

Ji Anzhi raised the corners of his mouth when he heard the voice, such a lively Gu Zhi was very rare and cute.

Gu Zhi recently took on a job of translating a novel in addition to attending classes. It happened to be a novel written by the eldest son of Mr. Miyazawa, a Japanese teacher who was also his oral English tutor six or seven years ago. Although it is not a novel that won a prize works, but the sales in Japan are very good, and there are related friends in China who are able to discuss the introduction of the translation of the novel. It just so happened that Miyazawa remembered this Gu Zhi who would contact him from time to time every year. This is quite talented. Of course, Gu Zhi took over the handsome and talented boy, but he had to finish the translation of this short story within two or three months, and he had to deal with the textual scrutiny and keep the schedule. The style of the text is beautiful, but the translation has to be acceptable to Chinese readers who grew up in the Chinese cultural atmosphere. To be honest, Gu Zhi was still a little anxious.After all, this is his first time translating a novel. He used to translate comics or serve as a gunman for reference book editors, but now he is doing it for real.

While Gu Zhi was deep in thinking about translating foreign languages ​​into his mother tongue, he couldn't help but read along with the Japanese from time to time.

Ji Anzhi occasionally raised his head to look at Gu Zhi, and saw that Gu Zhi seemed to be chanting something plausibly, sometimes he was deep in thought, sometimes he scratched his head with a pen cap, and sometimes he was so entangled that he seemed to have completely existed on his own.

Watching the hands of the watch go to eight, Ji Anzhi then interrupted Gu Zhi's train of thought, "It's eight o'clock, Gu Zhi, we should go home."

Gu Zhi didn't give any response.

"Gu Zhi?"

"Huh, huh?" Gu Zhi frowned as if he was thinking about a difficult question, biting his knuckles in his mouth, and when he raised his head to give a response, he was in a daze for a long time.

"I said—we should go home."

Gu Zhi rubbed his sore eyes, "What time is it?"

Ji Anzhi stretched out his arm and asked Gu Zhi to look at his watch, but Gu Zhi was still dazed, holding onto Ji Anzhi's wrist with both hands to look at the watch, "Ah, it's eight o'clock, God."

Gu Zhi was so depressed that he buried his head down, right on Ji Anzhi's arm.

Maybe it was because he was so exhausted that he didn't notice that he was still grabbing Ji Anzhi's wrist except for the translated sentences in his mind. It looked like a tired cat rubbing against its owner's hand to complain.

Ji Anzhi was a little absorbed in watching, and couldn't help but raised his hand to rub his head, and said softly while rubbing, "Mother Zhang stewed pork ribs and seaweed soup today, go back and eat some?"

Gu Zhi was completely awake after hearing this, he almost screamed out, "Mom, what am I doing?"who I am?where am iWhy did I grab Ji Anzhi's hand and almost fell asleep?My mother... bah bah bah, beauty is misleading.

Gu Zhi let go of Ji Anzhi's hand in embarrassment, "No, I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

Ji Anzhi shook the key in his hand, "Go home for dinner?"

Gu Zhi scratched his head with a dry smile, "Okay."

Mr. Ji is what he says, although I really want to eat some brain teasing to replenish my brain.

Ji Anzhi walked in with Gu Zhi from the door, and was about to take off his shoes at the entrance. Gu Zhi was so tired today that he was a little unsteady leaning on the entrance, and almost fell down. Ji Anzhi picked him up quickly with his eyesight and hands. ,"So tired?"

Gu Zhi's weak half body was pulled by Ji Anzhi, panting, "Yes, yes, today is a bit of a brain drain."

"You are back."

Ji Xuedong came out from nowhere, his expression was just a slight indifference in a smile.

Ji Anzhi still held Gu Zhi's hand, nodded to Ji Xuedong, "Yeah."

Gu Zhi secretly thought that it was not good, and kept a distance from Ji Anzhi, and greeted him obediently, "Mr. Ji, good evening."

Ji Xuedong's eyes lingered between the two for a while, he seemed to snort softly when he looked at Gu Zhi, and it seemed that Gu Zhi heard wrongly, when Gu Zhi raised his head again, Ji Xuedong had already walked to the living room with his back to them and continued to watch. TV went.

Gu Zhi asked Ji Anzhi in a low voice, "Mr. Ji, your father is...?"

His intuition told him that Mr. Ji's expression was definitely not kind.

Ji Anzhi helped Gu Zhi, changed his shoes on his own, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Maybe he saw a news report that made him very angry. Let's go, go to the dining room to have dinner first."

Gu Zhi still has lingering fears about Mr. Ji's humming just now. After all, he is Ji Anzhi's father. This ugly daughter-in-law is really... ah, bah, bah, bah, what an ugly daughter-in-law, why is she a daughter-in-law?Nonsence!What are you thinking about?This is the creditor, the creditor, and the creditor's father and his son!It has nothing to do with me except money!

Gu Zhi closed his eyes and tried his best not to make up too much of his brain. It is better to save the extra energy to work hard.

After dinner, Ji Xuedong stopped Ji Anzhi, who was about to go upstairs with Gu Zhi, and turned to Gu Zhi, "Teacher Gu, go to rest first, I have something to say to Ji Anzhi."

When Gu Zhi heard this, he immediately tucked his tail and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."

Ji Anzhi watched Gu Zhi run away as if fleeing, and couldn't help laughing.

"Still in the mood to laugh?!" Seeing Gu Zhi's door closed, Ji Xuedong slapped Ji Anzhi, "Do you know what you're doing now?! I'll teach you to find him in the middle of the meeting? I Teach you to spend a lot of money to fight Xu Fu'an for a man? Ji Anzhi, you are doing well."

"Come on, this guy named Gu Zhi, how can he seduce you so much that you are so out of your mind? Isn't what he wants is money? You can't even see it? I really raised you for nothing! You are almost forty Oh, my son is so old, and he still wants to make a bigger lace news for my Ji family? If you don't lose face, I will lose face for you!"

Ji Xuedong was very angry, it seemed that he already knew about the stupid things Ji Anzhi committed recently because of Gu Zhi.

The author has something to say:

I have been praying every day lately... everything is not what I thought it was, and it must not be the worst. Maybe I think too much, I misunderstood, and I can't think about it until I meet and talk.

In addition, there is no list from today. It is already... rare for me to keep updating, and there are few comments. It seems that everyone only reads the article when there is a list. It is so sad-I am a little sleepy today. I will write again tomorrow.