The real young master just wants to learn

Xiang Huanze was wearing a silver-gray suit today, his hair was parted in the middle, and the familiar gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose had a silver spectacle string added today, making him handsome and flirtatious.

Of course, in the eyes of others, the protagonist Gong with a halo is handsome and coquettish, but in Jiang Lin's eyes, there is only one word... coquettish.

Jiang Lin quickly calmed down, and rushed to Huan Ze with a smile, "It's okay."

Xiang Huan raised his eyebrows and sized him up carefully, with some satisfaction in his eyes.

But the words are still not pleasant, "Is it okay to encourage you to do bad things and make everyone hate you? Then you are really kind."

Um?How did he hear it?He remembered that Jiang Jing's voice just now was quite low.

Xiang Huan glanced at the fleeting bubble on top of Jiang Lin's head, and replied, "You can tell by the shape of your mouth."

"?!"

Jiang Lin's eyes widened instantly, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Xiang Huanze pressed his left fist to his lips and coughed lightly, "You can tell by your expression."

"Oh……"

Jiang Lin nodded suspiciously.

Xiang Huan continued: "Your brother treats you like this, and you don't think it's a big deal. Do you think I should say you are kind? Or should I say you are stupid?"

He paused for a moment, and then looked suddenly enlightened, "Ah, don't you still think what your brother said makes sense?"

Jiang Lin looked at the faint sarcasm in his eyes, and showed an almost gentle smile, "Xiang Huanze... classmate."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever heard a word? A four-letter word."

"what?"

Jiang Lin leaned forward slightly, "Fuck your shit."

"..."

After Jiang Lin finished speaking, he bypassed him and entered the house.

Xiang Huan was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He looked in along the gate, and there were already many people standing in the hall, drinking and drinking, and Jiang Lin was nowhere to be seen.

Fucking him... interesting.

Just as he was watching seriously, someone suddenly patted Xiang Huanze on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw Shi Hao's familiar face, so he tried not to roll his eyes.

"Why do you like to suddenly appear when others are distracted?"

Shi Hao chuckled, "Scared you?"

"Okay."

Shi Hao scanned the hall in his direction, "Why are you standing at the door and not going in? Who are you looking for?"

Xiang Huan stepped into the hall, "I didn't find anyone."

Shi Hao hurriedly followed him, "Who did I seem to see you talking to just now? Who is it? You look handsome from the back."

"Jiang Lin."

"???"

Shi Hao was shocked: "That countryman? What's the situation? Don't you hate him? Why are you still talking to him?"

He paused, then murmured: "No, is that countryman so temperamental?"

Xiang Huan frowned slightly, "He has a name."

"Huh?" These words instantly ignited Shi Hao's soul of gossip, "It's not easy, you, is this enough?"

Xiang Huan gave a very impatient 'tsk', "I just think it's a very unqualified thing to give someone such a nickname."

"Hey, then I didn't refute you when I called you that way before."

Shi Hao leaned over meanly, and winked at him, "Tell me honestly, what's going on, that town...Jiang Lin finally captured your heart after constant pursuit?"

Xiang Huan took a glass of grape juice casually, and smiled at Shi Hao, "Have you ever heard a word? A four-character word."

"what?"

"Fuck your ass."

"..."

Xiang Huan strode away, Shi Hao stretched out Erkang's hand, and hurriedly caught up with him, "Hey, wait a minute, you are so vulgar!"

-

Father Jiang took Jiang Jing to meet the uncles and aunts around him. After everyone present was familiar with him, Father Jiang finally remembered Jiang Lin as his own son.

Compared to Jiang's father's level of concern for Jiang Jing's 'recognition of everyone present', he was much more perfunctory with Jiang Lin.

He picked a few bosses who were not so typical, and took Jiang Lin to say hello and recognize his face. It was enough to tell the media that their family cared about their lost son.

But this was just in line with Jiang Lin's wishes, so he didn't bother to deal with these businessmen.

The guests are almost all here, and the birthday party has begun.

As the organizer, Jiang's father went up to say a few polite words, and then it was the highlight of the day, his long face, and invited his dog... oh no, his son went up to play the violin.

Jiang Jing took the violin and walked to the middle of the stage, looking calm and calm. The light shone on him, and he really had the feeling described by the author, like a little prince.

Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Jing began to play the song he had prepared for a long time in advance.

Jiang Lin's knowledge of music only stopped at judging whether the song was good or bad. After listening to it for a while, he felt that the song was really good, but it was not interesting, so he left to find something to eat.

He walked to the dining table, took a dinner plate, picked up a few pieces of fruit and cake, and sat down to the side holding the plate and started eating.

He has only drank a glass of water since noon.

A 17-year-old boy is growing up and eating a lot. He only drinks a glass of water in the afternoon, and his chest is already hungry.

After Jiang Lin ate two mouthfuls, he suddenly remembered that this should be the time when Xiang Huanze fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, and his gossiping heart suddenly arose.

He straightened up and scanned the crowd, wanting to see Xiang Huan Ze's expression facing such a dazzling Jiang Jing, but it seemed...he wasn't among the crowd watching Jiang Jing's performance?

When he was looking for the figure of Xiang Huanze, he suddenly felt that someone had patted his shoulder. He turned his head abruptly, and the person who should have been fascinated by Jiang Jing's performance was standing behind him. There is also a glass of juice, which is very elegant.

???

Jiang Lin's eyes widened instantly.

why are you hereShouldn't you bow down to Jiang Jing's suit pants now?What are you doing here?

The character design of the protagonist collapsed, and the relationship line also collapsed?

What did Xiang Huan look at Jiang Lin's head? "

What does it mean that he should bow down under Jiang Jing's suit pants?As for the one playing the violin, is it worth him to take a second look?

Also, the main character?Human design?Love line?What it is……

Jiang Lin didn't know that Xiang Huan could see what was in his heart, and he didn't know that he was questioning what was in his heart. He was very puzzled by his sudden question, "What did I say? I didn't say anything."

Xiang Huan lowered his eyes and coughed softly, "I mean, what were you looking for just now?"

Jiang Lin glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the middle of the hall, "What am I looking for? Four-character words."

Xiang Huanze: "..."

Why don't you just do my ass...

Xiang Huan drank the juice, put the cup on the table next to him, and asked Jiang Lin, "Where is the kitchen?"

Jiang Lin turned his head, "Where is the kitchen?"

Xiang Huan gave him the same look as if he was looking at a fool, "Isn't this your house? Let me ask where is your kitchen?"

Oh yes, Jiang Lin just remembered that this is the Jiang family's villa on the outskirts of the city, and it can be regarded as his home.

He let out a 'thumb', with a long ending, "Well, my kitchen... why did I tell you? It's not good for guests to come into the kitchen."

"Then it's not good for the master to let the guests go hungry?"

Jiang Lin pointed to the dining table next to him, "Is the cake on the table not enough for you?"

Xiang Huan frowned in disgust, "You eat cake at night? Are you tired of it? Besides, you've been holding the plate and eating cake for a long time. Are you full?"

Jiang Lin swallowed the last grape on the tray in his hand, "It seems that I am not full."

He paused, and then said: "But the banquet is not over yet, you are a guest, so I just take you to the kitchen, it's really not good."

"The most important thing is that I haven't been to this house a few times, and I don't know where the kitchen is."

Xiang Huan let out a sigh of relief, and put his arms on the cabinet next to him, "Do you know Wu Dong from Art Class [-]? The son of Lidong Culture, your brother's good friend."

Jiang Lin nodded, "I know."

The corner of Xiang Huanze's mouth curled up, "When I went to the bathroom just now, I heard him discussing with a few people. He planned to make a fuss and ask you to go up and play the piano."

? !

Jiang Lin raised his breath, "Really?"

"uh-huh."

Xiang Huan shrugged, "Your younger brother will finish playing soon, so hurry up and think about what you can play later."

What a fart!He can only shit, not play the violin.

Jiang Lin put down the plate and straightened his clothes, "I remember where my kitchen is, let's go, I'll take you there."

Xiang Huan suppressed a smile and followed him to the back.

The Jiang family's old villa has three floors, and each floor has many rooms. When Jiang Lin detoured the first floor, he understood why this villa was built in the suburbs.

Because it is so big, it cannot fit in the urban area.

Once again, I experienced the authenticity of the novel's "rich family" label.

Arriving on the second floor, Jiang Lin began to look for the kitchen based on his feeling.

But for some reason, he opened a room, which was a guest room; opened another room, which was a guest room; opened another room...it was a guest room!

Xiang Huan followed him, and the displeasure on his face became more and more obvious, "I asked you to take me to the kitchen, and you took me to the guest room. I thought you finally gave up harassing me. It turns out that things are easy to change and nature is hard to change." .”

"Tsk." Jiang Lin looked back at him displeased, "I told you that I don't come to this house often, and I don't know where the kitchen is, but you still insist on asking me to bring you to find it."

"I just kindly told you that your brother's friend wants to punish you, why do you still blame me?"

Jiang Lin glared at him.

Xiang Huan shrugged, feeling that what he said made a lot of sense.

Jiang Lin snorted heavily, "Okay, then thank you for your kindness, you can look for the kitchen yourself, I can't find it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to go downstairs, but before he could go out, he heard footsteps coming again.

Jiang Lin hardly thought about it, and subconsciously pushed Xiang Huan into the guest room closest to them.

Xiang Huan was stunned, "What are you doing?"

"Hush—" Jiang Lin signaled him to shut up, and put his ear to the door to listen to the movement outside.

Xiang Huan was even more confused, "What are you booing for?"

As he said that, he reached out to open the door.

Jiang Lin blocked his hand and warned, "There are people outside!"

Xiang Huan frowned, "What's wrong with someone? Did we do something shameful?"

Jiang Lin was taken aback.

"Didn't we just come up to find a kitchen? Or are there any secrets on the second floor of your house that no one should know?"

Jiang Lin slowly put down his hand, "It seems to be. No, this... people are all downstairs, and I subconsciously hide when I hear movement."

Before wearing the book, when he was still in college, because his research was not supported by the teacher, he was not qualified to use the laboratory, so he often sneaked to the laboratory in the middle of the night to do experiments behind the teacher's back.

I have been doing experiments in secret for too long, so I subconsciously want to hide when I hear people's footsteps in this quiet corridor.

Xiang Huan opened the door, Jiang Lin followed behind him, and the two went out one after the other.

Then, Shi Hao, the owner of the footsteps, was shocked when he saw the two people coming out of the same dark-lit guest room.

The author has something to say: By the way, I forgot the attributes of the table, Gong is very boring, very boring, as cold as he is on the surface, he is as boring as he is inside