Conformity

This song was not sung for Chang Yuan. Shao Bowen didn't have sharp eyes, and he didn't know he was tens of meters away. The reason for choosing it was that it had contracted radio stations all over the country when the Internet was not yet popular. Most of the big brothers were workers. You should have heard it all.

If you want to get along with a certain type of people, you have to have some common language. He really wanted to sing Moonlight in the Lotus Pond, but he didn't remember all the lyrics.

When I was in Rongjing, I was forced by work. Half of the nights of the year were spent entertaining, entertaining people for dinner and entertaining others. I was too embarrassed to go out without one or two finale songs. He is old, so Shao Bowen has practiced this song specially.

It's just that I haven't sung for a long time, and I started to feel a little jerky, and I gradually found the feeling after a few sentences.

Shao Bowen's desire for performance was not strong, he had no dancing postures, and no fancy tricks to show off his skills. He just held up that funny "microphone" and sang down peacefully. Mosquito, but he has a mellow voice, plus he has a face and figure, so the typhoon is not a bad one.

But from Chang Yuan's point of view, this man is already enough attention, he stood silently, let the lingering and gentle singing penetrate him, in his few remaining memories, apart from his parents, what he wanted , The person who accompanied him the longest has always been this person.

This night he seemed to suddenly realize that if there was really no one else among them, and Shao Bowen had been looking for him from all over the world for ten years, he would indeed be worthy of "the road is long, but he is not tired".

Chang Yuan's heart was a little ups and downs, but this slight throbbing wave was not enough to push him out of the prison of past events and inferiority complex.

Participation was the key to adding to the fun. Halfway through the singing, Shao Bowen pulled out a big brother from the crowd. Seeing that this person's accompaniment was more devoted than his singing, he immediately decided to blame him.

Boss Shao was tall and big, and the guys watched the fun without thinking it was a big deal. In the end, the big brother was forced to stand in the middle of the crowd, and he was so cramped that he kneaded the trouser legs of his overalls into an old chrysanthemum. Shao Bowen sat back on his buttocks. bit.

Xie Cheng is holding his mobile phone and using a cos smart speaker with 4G network, so although he can't understand Cantonese, he can see it all. The lyrics are really affectionate, and his boss sang them affectionately. Fortunately, he It's not a girl, otherwise the deer will bump into it, and it won't work if you don't bump into it, so here comes the problem.

They heard that they were always single, so who did he want to be by his side tirelessly?

The heart of gossip rises. The project manager thinks for a while, and is shocked again that there is no peach blossom around his boss, which is more than enough. His boss is also a diamond queen. Xie Cheng has no girls in his family, so he will never be the boss's brother-in-law Yes, but Zhou Yi still has a chance.

So he turned his head and asked anxiously, "Old Zhou, has your sister made friends yet?"

Zhou Yi's younger sister is still in college, at the same age as Hua, and the way she looked at him immediately became like interrogating a suspect.

Xie Cheng felt a burst of contempt rushing towards his face, and reached out to punch him: "What the hell are you looking at?"

Shao Bowen didn't know Xie Cheng's kindness, and thought he was trying to win happiness for himself. Although Comrade Manager looked off, he was still reliable in his bones. It would be great if he could have this fate. After all, construction workers are looking for a partner There is only a blind date for the rhythm of life.

It was rare for Shao Bowen to find a matchmaker, and his tone was very seventy: "If they are both single and in the same city, young people, I think we can get to know each other."

For the sake of the boss, Zhou Yi tried his best to be tactful. He said: "My sister has a strong taste and likes old men."

Uncles are popular nowadays, and Xie Cheng made insinuations that his sister is a Korean girl, but in reality all uncles are very skinny, he scoffed in his heart.

He didn't have any unreasonable thoughts about Zhou Yi's sister, but he hated Zhou Yi for not being upright, so he was so angry that he smacked his hair... and whispered to him while doing it: "Look, there is an old man on your right."

Zhou Yichao turned his head to the right, and only his boss could see it among the elders, but Mr. Wen was so young that his sister could only call him Ouba, but he somehow understood the meaning of the organization.

Zhou Yi felt that Xie Cheng was just fooling around. His sister and his boss couldn't even fight each other, but what kind of fight did they have?

The two looked at each other, and instantly became embarrassed.

Xie Cheng said sadly: "My manager is about to vomit blood. Youth is the capital. I am a potential stock. This is also suspected! It seems that I can only go to disturb the foundation."

Then he changed the subject and put his arms around Shao Bowen's shoulders with a look of jealousy: "But you are different, boss. You are a bourgeoisie, and you can still have girls. Come on, what do you like? Let's pay attention and develop the future." Boss lady."

Zhou Yi said, "Second."

After going around in this circle for a long time, it turned out that he wanted to pimp, Shao Bo was dumbfounded when he heard that, and thought that there was no boss lady, but now the progress bar between him and Chang Yuan is stuck in the ppt, and the support or discrimination from the outside world may be self-defeating, and it is far from being able to uncover when.

So he looked at the two of them each, and said with a half-smile: "The wages and bonuses haven't been paid yet. You two are talking about each other in front of me. Is it really okay?"

Xie Cheng added flatteringly: "Hey, you don't understand now, old man is now a compliment, meaning a golden bachelor."

Shao Bo heard suspicious eyes: "I seldom surf the Internet, so don't lie to me."

Xie Cheng smiled hippie: "Really, let's get back to the topic, what kind of painting style does our proprietress probably have, cold? Beautiful? Gentle? Virtuous? Smart? Generous? Innocence? Protruding and warped?"

Shao Bowen was right one by one according to the criteria he provided, not aloof, not glamorous, not too gentle, probably not too virtuous, let alone being innocent, not protruding or warping, so it seems that Chang Yuan is simply useless , Shao Bowen defended his shortcomings, and couldn't help but add something: "It doesn't matter, I think it's fine if it looks pleasing to the eye."

Zhou Yi felt that the cliché was ridiculous, and complained in his heart: Then you might as well use all of them, the most difficult request is to have no request!

Xie Cheng struggled to death and said: "The problem is big brother, isn't your chance of being pleasing to the eye... a bit small?"

"Probably, it seems..." Shao Bowen paused, and said, "I can only go to stir up trouble."

"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!"

Xie Cheng was choked by his own saliva and coughed wildly. Zhou Yi's round eyes also showed that he was frightened. Although his boss has always tolerated all kinds of things, big or small, he is a silt... Bah, even if he A serious person who can pretend to be serious even if he is fake.

Xie Chengshun breathed a sigh of relief, and began to reflect on whether he had been spoiled by his nonsense all day long.

Shao Bo couldn't stop being surprised when he heard the words. After being shocked, he had a panoramic view of the reactions of the two of them. Seeing that most of them were surprised, he laughed and listened to the singing.

To be honest, this big brother didn't sing very well, but everyone was applauding loudly.

Cantonese is full of Mandarin, and everyone let go, and some sang along. Chang Yuan was on the outside, seeing those migrant workers with vicissitudes of life and always carrying the burden of their families smiling at the moment, Singing unevenly: I still want to believe that beautiful and good days are at my feet...

If you believe it too, before Chang Yuan left, he glanced at Shao Bowen, who seemed to be in a good mood, and said to himself: That would be great.

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Huzi was a little lethargic tonight, but the kid didn't say a word. From the perspective of an adult, Chang Yuan thought it was a cute performance, so he didn't care too much. He washed some fruits and put them on the coffee table, and asked the rich man to accompany him Playing, I went into the bedroom to do my own work.

He looked through the notes transcribed at home, and there were also records showing that the paper notice of the compactness test had been issued. Chang Yuan wrote a note on the next day's memo, reminding himself to remember to ask Guo Zijun to find it.

Then he bathed the child and the dog, and picked them up in the living room. After he finished washing, the night was almost over. He lamented that raising a child was such a hassle, and at the same time he had to spend a little more time for this well-behaved dog. Telling stories for trouble, and finally coaxing him to sleep, he was so tired that he fell asleep.

It was only when he woke up in the middle of the night from the burning heat that he finally realized the abnormality dully. Huzi was hot all over, obviously having a fever, and it probably felt uncomfortable to be touched by him, so he groaned and called his father while rolling to the side.

Chang Yuan himself was not quite sober, and when Hu Zi yelled, he said "Hey". After realizing it, he blushed inexplicably, went to the bathroom and poured cold water on his face, cursing in his heart: "You Shit.

At 02:30 in the morning, Chang Yuan drove Huzi to the hospital for emergency treatment. Although Chang Yuan was very guilty, he did not call Shao Bowen.

There is only the last half morning and one day left before the completion time, and the time is extremely tight. At this moment, everyone in Lingyun must still be working all night to catch up with the progress.

But the child is not a vegetarian. Huzi usually only dares to play a small temper in front of Shao Bowen, but it is different when he is sick. He feels uncomfortable and wronged. It's his father's fault.

What can Chang Yuan say to a brat?He could only patiently dig a hole for him, and when the bottle of drip was finished, he would take him to see Shao Bowen.

At five o'clock in the morning, it was already a bit bright in summer, and Chang Yuan took Huzi to find his father as agreed. He deliberately drove the car very slowly, Huzi didn't sleep all night, and fell asleep in the back seat after shaking for a while.

This move was exactly what he wanted. He wrapped the child in a thin blanket and carried him into the construction site. The headlights on the roof were on, but there was no sound of work, which meant that the people rushing to work might be taking a break.

Chang Yuan hugged the tiger and walked along the road last night. The scene he entered was even more spectacular than yesterday. The ground was full of people lying in disorder, snoring loudly. He was afraid that the child would be woken up, so he didn't dare to get too close. Seeing Shao Bowen in the crowd, I really wanted to go over and light him a mosquito coil.

Shao Bowen attracts mosquitoes, which is one of the reasons why Chang Yuan liked to follow him every summer.

After a while, Chang Yuan left quietly. Before leaving, he went to the duty room and turned off the lights.