Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

On Friday night, Jian Ze'an returned to Cheng's house with Cheng Zichen in the Cheng's car.

"...Let me tell you, sometimes I'm really a bit angry. I even understand why Lao Liang is so irritable."

Sitting in the car, Jian Ze'an complained to Cheng Zichen about his experience in the study group this week.

Lectures to others are often more tiring than doing the questions yourself.

Jian Ze'an originally thought that the most complicated part of this matter was how to make Bai Huo and the others willing to learn, but it turned out that sometimes people didn't study hard or didn't think seriously, he just...

It's that special kind of...

The brain offends the axis.

"Bai Huo and the others may be playing me, but Lin Xiao has a very correct attitude, so it shouldn't be possible. But sometimes, hey, no matter how you say it, it just doesn't make sense, and he insists on going to a dead end..."

Jian Ze'an talked a lot, and when he looked back and saw Cheng Zichen's funny expression, he felt vigilant:

"What kind of expression is this? You don't want to say that I did the same at that time, do you?"

"What do you think?"

Cheng Zichen shook his head.

"I have the time to talk to you about the questions, sometimes I wish I could do a set of competitions myself."

Jian Ze'an imagined the difficulty of the competition questions, and immediately said: "..."

"I'm so bad?" He didn't believe it, he was the winner of the "Best Improvement Award" with a one-month improvement of [-] points, "Shouldn't you praise me for 'I can understand', 'I can do it' and so on. Is it?"

Cheng Zichen took out a small box of mints from the small drawer in the car, and gave Jian Ze'an one: "I think, Ze'an, you may have misunderstood yourself."

Jian Ze'an glared angrily:

"You said I was smart!"

"Smart is smart. No matter how smart you are, with your knowledge reserve at the beginning..." Cheng Zichen smiled and shook his head, "Remember I told you 'this problem can be solved by substituting the derivative formula', you asked me 'what is the derivative formula' when?"

Jian Ze'an recalled it for a while, but didn't remember it.

He chooses not to believe:

"How is this possible? At most, I misremembered the formula. How could it be possible that I don't even know what the derivative formula is?"

Cheng Zichen gave him a very "kind" smile.

Jian Zean swallowed her saliva.

"I really……?"

Cheng Zichen nodded, and knocked on his forehead with the teaching aid in his hand:

"Thank me."

Jian Ze'an immediately cupped his fists and nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Thanks to Xueshen's teaching! It's completely turning decay into magic!"

Cheng Zichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "There's no need to describe yourself like that."

The two were talking and laughing when Jian Ze'an's cell phone rang, and he glanced at the caller ID, it was Yu Yue.

"Hey?"

Yu Yue on the other end called "Jian Er", and then his voice became a little complicated:

"Today, my agent told me that there is a variety show looking for me."

"Oh, congratulations." Jian Ze'an was a little confused, so why did Yu Yue tell him this?He is not from the entertainment industry.Could it be to ask him to support it?But Jian Ze'an doesn't like watching variety shows either.

"That variety show is called [Behind-the-scenes Life of Stars], do you know?... Its chief director has been cooperating with the Li family for a long time."

Jian Ze'an blinked: "So?"

"There's nothing wrong with this variety show. It's quite popular. There's no such thing as finding someone to take the blame for. It's the Li family's resource. They have people under their umbrella who can go, instead of finding me an artist who has a feud with them."

After Yu Yue stated the facts, he asked softly:

"is it you?"

"What is it me?" Jian Ze asked stupidly, "You know I don't know much about the entertainment industry."

"Don't pretend. From the time I lost that role to now, I have told my agent and my mother that I lost that role because I offended Fang Jing before talking to Li Ningyue. Only you know the reason behind it."

Jian Ze'an gave a "wipe" in his heart.

He hadn't thought of that.

It may be that he was influenced by some online gossip, thinking that the news of who offended who led to the loss of the role is not a secret at all, and people in the circle can know it within a day.

It does not appear to be the case.

"Maybe your agent or your mother found someone?"

Yu Yue sneered shortly: "My manager, if it's mine, it's better to say that I listen to my mother and control me. As for my mother... If she has a way or other ideas, she won't just ask me to go to Li Please apologize."

Jian Ze'an remembered the unceremonious female voice from Yu Yue's end at the end of the last conversation between the two, and felt blocked:

"Are you going to apologize?"

"No." The voice of the boy on the other end of the phone was very cold, "It's not me who is wrong—even if my mother, even if all of them are telling me that there is no absolute right or wrong in the entertainment industry, and you can't lose your head if you bow your head Meat... that depends on who bows your head to, and whether it's worth bowing your head to."

Jian Ze said with peace of mind that this is the Yu Yue he knew.

No matter how smooth and gentle the appearance is, there is an almost innocent stubbornness in the bones.

The person at the other end paused, and lowered his voice:

"Whether you admit it or not, I know it's you. Among the people I know, you are the only idiot who would do such a thing that doesn't benefit me at all."

"...you are a fool."

"It's really you."

Jian Ze'an almost threw the phone out: "Shit, you lied to me."

Yu Yue laughed: "No, I really know that only you can do this....Don't do it next time."

Jian Ze'an felt that he and Yu Yue were really at odds.

This guy, he can’t speak like this all the time. He is grateful in his heart, but he just says “no need” and “no need next time”. Do you think this makes the person who helps you feel so boring?

If it was Lin Xiao, who was helped by him, he might not say anything, but he would definitely pat him on the shoulder. Next time he has the chance, he will definitely pay him back several times.

If it was Xia Heran who was helped by him, he would definitely show a warm and grateful smile, and immediately express his gratitude, and even say "please eat", with every stroke in his heart, remembering all the gratitude down.

If it's Cheng Zichen...

Uh.

Thinking of Cheng Zichen, Jian Ze'an glanced at the person sitting next to him in the back seat of the car, who was also looking at him with an unclear expression.

His heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little guilty:

It felt as if Cheng Zichen had been helping him all along.

When I was weak when I was young, I would remember what I could and couldn’t eat. It was Cheng Zichen who limited the number of popsicles I had when I went out to play. Now, it was Cheng Zichen who patiently made up lessons for himself, and who quietly operated everything behind his back after he was beaten by Liu Ziqiang and the others.

In this way, I couldn't help him at all.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't have a chance.

Jian Ze'an was a little distracted.

Yu Yue didn't hear the answer, so he paused for a while and said "Hello".

Jian Ze'an made a sound in his nasal cavity, indicating that he was listening.

The man over there went on to say:

"No need. It's not worth helping me."

Jian Ze'an took a deep breath, sucked it deep into his lungs, and then let it out again.

He couldn't help it:

"Yu Yue, I'm really curious, why are you an artist who can't speak so much? Or are you just like this here? On the day of Grandpa Cheng's birthday party, there was a 'sorry' and a 'thank you'. How hard is it to say? In the end, if I hadn’t been understanding, you would have been beaten to death if you said something like ‘I used to hate you’ or ‘Are you a fool’! Yes, yes, this time I will help you You. I helped you wrong, didn’t I? What’s not necessary’, what’s not worth it, why don’t you even say ‘thank you’? I feel comfortable. I don’t want you to repay me, after all, you lost That role is also due to me. If you think I should help you, don’t make this call. If you think I have a credit, you can say thank you. That’s good for you! 'No need'! 'Don't This '!' is not worth it! Hey, you are so arrogant!"

After Jian Ze'an finished speaking abruptly, he saw Cheng Zichen, who had always been expressionless beside him, showing a suppressed smile.

He fell back heavily on the back of the car seat, feeling exhausted.

People like Yu Yue are really not suitable to be friends with Jian Ze'an.

Every time he treats him a little differently, he can wake you up with a stick.

There was a dead silence on the other end of the phone, it seemed that even the sound of breathing was stopped by what he said.

Jian Ze'an tapped the phone with her finger:

"...Do you have anything else to say? No, I'll hang up."

"and many more."

Suddenly there was a shout.

Jian Ze'an used 120 points of patience, didn't hang up the phone, and waited.

After a few seconds, that Yu Yue spoke in a very soft voice, every word seemed to come out with a wry smile:

"I...Jian Er, do you remember when did we meet each other more frequently?"

Jian Ze'an was taken aback.He didn't expect Yu Yue to change the subject suddenly, he didn't react a bit, and thought for a while before saying:

"Didn't you have been seeing each other often since you returned to China?"

Yu Yue said: "No, although I returned to China more than four years ago, when I first came back, that is, our family held a banquet to let relatives, friends and people in the circle know that I had returned to China. We met once, but haven't seen each other for about half a year."

Jian Ze'an recalled it for a while, it seemed like this?

But he didn't pay much attention.

After all, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy just returned to China, so there must be an adaptation period. It takes time to catch up with learning and so on. It should be normal to have less communication.

But Yu Yue continued: "In the next six months, I met you two or three times, but most of them were at banquets, which were the birthday banquets of a certain family's heir, or at the birthday and wedding banquets of some family, or with people in the circle. At the kids' party."

Jian Ze'an asked: "So what? What's the point?"

Yu Yue was silent for a moment, only the sound of his breathing could be heard on the phone. After a while, he sighed:

"I really don't want to say, I don't want you to know how disgusting the past when you and I met. ——The two of us probably met more often when I was in the first year of junior high school ? Your mother, my mother, and the two of us suddenly increased when we got together alone."

"Yes, because you are in the junior high school of No. [-] Middle School. You are in the same school as me. Aunt Ming hopes that you can get acquainted with me so that there is someone who can take care of each other at school. What's wrong?"

Yu Yue laughed at himself: "Most of the time I'm either filming or having activities. Is there two months in school a year? And you and I are not in the same grade. Why do you take care of each other? —— Such a poor excuse, listen Won't you come out?...Forget it, let me just say it, your company went public that year."

Jian Ze'an froze suddenly.

Yu Yue originally spoke in a difficult way, but now it seems that after the beginning, he just poured out all in one breath, and the speed of speech became very fast:

"Did you see that at the Cheng family's birthday banquet last time? My mother, when she saw you, pushed me and asked me to talk to you. She hoped that I would have a good relationship with you. She herself too, always give it to your mother Calling, chatting, and relationship. Do you really think it was the friendship between the artist and the manager? No. My mother is such a utilitarian person, how could she maintain the relationship so purely? Before the company is listed, there is no need to release financial reports. Originally, she didn't know about your company. It wasn't until two or three years ago when your company went public that she realized the importance of your company. Later, your company's game "Invincible Song" became so popular that everyone Knowing that your family is getting better and better and has a bright future, she took me to get together with you and your mother more often....Just recently, she told me that the family company hopes to get capital injection from the Cheng family, Your family has a good relationship with the Cheng family, let me work on you."

As Yu Yue was talking, he suddenly laughed, but Jian Ze'an choked up when he heard it.

"You understand? There is no need to help me. Some people are not worth helping. As long as you see the value, you will be entangled. This is already the case when you didn't help. Once you find out that you can really get benefits, it will be even more unsatisfactory." Will let it go. You know a leech? It's like this creature."

He finished all this quickly, paused for a while, and said in a low voice:

"So be it."

Before Jian Ze'an could react, a busy tone came from the phone.

The other party hung up.

The author has something to say: Keke, in fact, there was a foreshadowing during the birthday banquet earlier, and the little angel guessed it before (really very sharp).

Yu Yue's attitude towards Jian Zhe'an is so yin and yang and so resistant, but there is always a reason for it.He couldn't completely confront his mother, and felt ashamed that he didn't want to be friends with Jane, otherwise he would feel self-loathing when he thought about the impure purpose.

Yu Yue's younger brother really makes people feel distressed.