Dont look at me

"Well, it's all right." In Ao Ge's eyes, the desire for milk porridge is obviously much stronger, and it has already surpassed everything.

Suddenly he said again, "By the way, I don't sell myself, you can't take advantage of it, if you want to get me, you have to rely on real skills."

"..."

Yu Meng's head hurts a little.

He took the chopsticks and began to stir the egg yolk, "Can you control the water in your mind? I'll talk about it when I think about it, but don't worry, I'm not interested in your body at all. If I can sell human flesh unscrupulously in the future, I will You will be considered first."

"You can go out now, don't get in the way here."

After all, Ao Ge wanted to argue with him, but he held back.

"Okay, take your time, don't worry, Xiao Ge will step down now."

Without the interference of extra creatures, Yu Meng finished it quickly.

The milk porridge and Sixi poached eggs were cooked successfully, and they were delicious in color, fragrance, and taste. Chef Yu nodded in satisfaction, and walked out with the breakfast plate.

The usually quiet ward was now bustling with activity.

The sun has come out, but it is not dazzling.

Gentle white light filled the whole room, old man Yu and Ao Xiaodi were sitting on the blanket on the ground, playing with something excitedly.

On closer inspection, it turned out to be a pile of Lego bricks.

The colorful cartoon square villains are piled up in a messy pile.

The old and the young were discussing and discussing harmoniously, with pens and strokes, with a strict eye, and focused on placing on the small Lego house in the middle.

"Grandpa, do you think this position is okay?"

"I've researched and found that the balance of orientation and size is okay, um, it should work."

Ao Ge sat on the sofa chair next to him and watched with great interest.

Can't wait to help myself.

Seeing Yu Meng, he got up immediately with a "chuckle".

He took the plate with a wink and placed it on the table.

The scent soon permeated the whole ward, Ao Xiaodi got up quickly, although he was eager to eat, but he was not in a hurry, instead he carefully helped old man Yu to sit on the wheelchair.

The little child steadily pushed the wheelchair, which was taller than others, to the table.

People who are sensible can't help but smile.

Old man Yu took out the small stool, put it beside him, and pulled Ao Xiaodi to let him sit.

Just a few 10 minutes.

The two have met each other so late, and their thinking dimensions are completely compatible.

Ao Ge divided the eggs and porridge in a masterful manner, and handed over the spoon thoughtfully.

Then start to concentrate on tasting milk porridge.

After trying a bowl last night, it's not really too good to say.

It's just that the taste is very similar to the taste that I drank when I was a child.

This made Ao Ge couldn't help but have the cheek to eat breakfast.

Now I can confirm that it is indeed that taste.

"Who did you learn from?" Ao Ge finally left his mouth free and asked him.

Yu Meng replied slowly, "Do I seem to be the kind of person who answers all questions?"

Ao Ge narrowed his eyes, "Sure, little Mengmeng, you still hold grudges."

Yu Meng replied, "You taught me well."

An undercurrent of eating breakfast.

After the meal, the old man didn't want to go out for a walk anymore, so he dragged Ao Xiaodi back to the Lego world, "Mengmeng, come on, let's fight again."

Ao Xiaodi was very clever, and soon realized that he was being regarded as Brother Mie. He nodded obediently, "Good grandpa!"

Yu Meng was about to take a break, planning to order Ao Ge to clean up the dishes, but just as she was about to speak, she found that this person had already slipped away.

"..."

It is indeed his style to run away after eating.

After eating and drinking, Ao Ge leisurely went back to Xiaodi's ward to get medicine while stroking his stomach, and escaped the fate of washing dishes by the way.

As soon as he lifted his foot and hadn't climbed the stairs, the phone rang.

He looked at the strange and strange non-domestic number on it and was silent for a while, then picked it up.

There was a sizzling electric sound on the opposite side, mixed with a few words.

"...you and Xiao Di, how are you... all right?"

Intermittently, it was a thick male voice.

Ao Ge tightened his grip on the phone, "Dad?" he said, "We're fine, how about you?"

Ao Zhongtian seemed to sigh, and said with some guilt, "Father, I'm sorry for you, and broke my promise again."

"It's okay." Ao Ge leaned against the wall.

Ao Zhongtian continued after a while, "I will definitely go back to see you at the beginning of September, this time I will definitely keep my word."

Ao Ge replied without the slightest hesitation, "Okay."

He said very little, and he didn't express his excitement. He was very calm, and his mood was even more flat.

There is neither hope nor sorrow.

It's just a habitual response.

Another moment of silence.

After not seeing each other for a long time, the father and son became a little strange for no reason. They obviously had a lot to say in their hearts, but they couldn't say it.

"How is your affairs going?" Ao Ge asked.

Ao Zhongtian's signal was better, and his voice was much clearer.

"Don't worry, the trade chain that your mother and I have gone through is almost over, and then we can go home and live longer." There was uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

Ao Ge held a cigarette in his hand, and the tobacco was crushed unconsciously by him, and a few pieces fell lightly on the ground.

He said, "Okay, don't make Xiao Di wait too long."

Just finished eating at noon.

Yu Meng and Ao Ge were called back to school.

It is said that there is a general meeting today, and all the students of the Academy of Music must be present.

Yu Meng didn't plan to go, but was directly contacted by the instructor. A short text message is very powerful.

-Come to classroom A3, you are limited to arrive within two hours, you know my temper very well, if you fail to arrive or overtime, you will be responsible for the consequences.

This is not so easy to fool around.

Huo Yousi, his direct tutor in the composition department, is a more terrifying existence than the head of the department, and Yu Meng has always been a little afraid of him.

Because of her frequent absence from class, Huo Yousi had a lot of opinions at first, and said "severing the relationship between master and student" many times, but she didn't implement it seriously.

He valued Yu Meng's talent very much and didn't want to give up, but he couldn't bear to talk to him either.

What's more, he is notoriously short-tempered, and he knows very well that if he talks to Yu Meng, [-]% of the time there will be no result. If he fails to hold back and breaks Yu Meng, he really can't explain it.

Huo Yousi held a cup of hand-ground coffee, paced back and forth, thinking helplessly.

There was really no other way this time, so I could only send a text message very unwillingly, threatening to let him come over.

The door was knocked politely.

Huo Yousi put down the cup, "Come in."

He didn't even look at it, just sat back in the office chair, raised his hand and tied up his long hair.

Take out the gesture of having a good chat.

Yu Meng walked in slowly and looked at Huo Yousi.

Silently thinking, his hair has grown again.

Teacher Huo's dress perfectly interprets the image of an artist, without any trace of academicism.

Wild wild long.

A mess of hair has grown to shoulders.

Always wearing this loose black linen shirt that looks like a robe, he looks a bit feminine, but he is not gentle at all when he speaks and does things. It is common for him to scold and cry students.

This image doesn't look like a 30-year-old man at all.

He leaned back in the chair, looked at Yu Meng, gave a "tsk" in disgust, and spoke poisonously.

"With a world-weary face every day, are you so uninterested in living?"

Yu Meng said obediently, "Yes, I just look like this, but inside I am a vigorous and optimistic teenager."

Teacher Huo rolled his eyes, took out a stack of documents and threw them in front of Yu Meng's eyes, "Your father asked someone to come here yesterday, and I stopped you." He frowned, his tone very Not good, "I don't care what's going on between you and your dad, since you are my student, you have to finish your homework for me before dropping out of school."

Yu Meng looked at the document signed by Yu Dacheng on her own name, and suddenly felt a little funny.

There was a moment of silence.

He still couldn't hold back his laughter, and the corner of his left lip was slightly raised in a sarcastic and indifferent arc.

The word "Meng" was misspelled, and his father wrote it as "Meng".

Speaking of which, he had misremembered just such a word for so many years.

The smile didn't stop.

He bowed seriously to Huo Yousi, "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, I will finish my homework this semester well."

Huo Yousi folded her arms, her face darkened, "Did you know that your father would drop you out of school?"

Yu Meng nodded.

Bowed again, "I have let you down."

Huo Yousi looked out the window, the sun was very good, but the hot light did not shine on Yu Meng's body. It seemed that there was a subtle magnetic field on his body, which shielded everything.

On the day of class selection, Huo Yousi was very sure when he saw him for the first time.

This is a cold and hard ice stone.

It was so frozen that it could not be melted.

But he saw the shadow of struggle.

Also because of this, Huo Yousi took him under his door.

Reluctantly, as soon as he entered the door, this stone gave up by himself. He completely hid his talent without hesitation.

Huo Yousi didn't want to give up on him, even at the last moment, she wanted to try.

"Follow the class during this period. At the end of the semester, hand in a song." He looked into Yu Meng's eyes, "Use all your strength to create it."

"I'm waiting for you."

Yu Meng no longer looked at the pile of dropout documents, he stared at the light spot on the ground, spoke softly, with firm eyes.

"it is good."

After leaving the office, Yu Meng went directly to the conference hall.

The students had already gone in and taken their seats, the door was empty and very quiet.

Yu Meng was about to open the door when someone grabbed her shoulders, and the familiar woody fragrance instantly floated into her nostrils, faintly.

It was Ao Ge again.

Yu Meng didn't even bother to break free.

"Why didn't you go in?"

Ao Ge had a lollipop stuffed in his mouth, and a small bump bulged on his cheek, giving him a strange cuteness.

He replied casually, "waiting for you."

This tall man seemed to be putting all his strength on Yu Meng's body, he walked close to him like he had no bones, and continued shamelessly, "If you don't go in with me, I will be afraid."

"..."

Yu Meng had nothing to say, ignored him, and pushed open the door on his own.

Unexpectedly.

The door's opening sound is a little too fucking loud.

Successfully gathered the eyes of everyone present.

The two handsome guys who hooked up shoulder to shoulder and were so close to each other became the focus of attention.

This should be the most solemn and grandest school-wide meeting, because sitting on the front stage were not only the directors and tutors, but also a bald man in a Chinese tunic suit.

It's the principal.

His face was blue, and his body trembling could be seen from far away, and he stared at the two with complex eyes as if he saw some rare animal.

The principal opened his mouth, but stuttered.

"You, you, you, you?!"

Ao Ge laughed out loud.

The whole place was silent.

Only his chuckle was left, and the lingering sound lingered.