I took this hole

This one of the three, since he was a child, the old man Lian Jiang only drank that "get out" and got slapped - this was the first time in the world.

Jiang Nan couldn't help shrinking back into the crowd.

Jiang Cheng, who was beaten, turned his face slightly to the side, all kinds of waves floated in his pair of pitch-black pupils, and finally he suppressed himself.

He turned back as if nothing had happened, and he could even see a little smile in his eyes: "Miss Lin came to practice, why did she bring such a big gift?"

It's just that the smile made Lin Wanke feel cold all over, her nose was sore, and her face was wet with tears.

... No matter how much this man laughs and scolds, she sees it in her eyes and likes it in her heart, and she wishes to keep it in her heart forever, every move, every expression of this man... She likes and even loves this man so much——

"Jiang Cheng—why can't you like me...why can't you give me a chance..."

Hearing these words, the onlookers were taken aback for a moment—these two are really not a couple?

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes and smiled, "Do you love yourself, Wanke?"

Lin Wanke looked at him with teary eyes: "..."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "You don't love yourself, you love me...but you have to love yourself first, so that you are worthy of being loved."

Lin Wanke's eyes glowed with brilliance: "So..."

Jiang Cheng smiled and took a step back, "In a word, a slap in the face, to make up for the mistakes you have made over the years, no matter what, it is my loss. Ms. Lin, I am about to 'go to the countryside', why should you do it?"

Lin Wanke stared at him blankly for a while, seeing the smile on the man's face that hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, she suddenly followed suit, but that smile was uglier than crying: "...Yes, why should I... Jiang Cheng, I owe you."

After speaking, the girl turned around and left, her tone was sonorous and her steps were strong, but she still burst into tears the moment she left the man's sight.

...Jiang Cheng had already reminded her, but she was just pretending to be stupid.

Relying on the indelible face of the two families, she pretended to be stupid for so long, only hoping that this person would really see her one day... She was the one who made the mistake, and she was the one who made trouble for no reason.

But if that person also slapped him back, wouldn't she not want to forget him even at this moment?

Lin Wanke walked for quite a while, but no one in the venue came back to their senses.

After a while, someone looked at Lin Xiaohua's back and murmured.

"You are so ruthless, Brother Cheng."

"...I'm ruthless?"

Jiang Cheng bent his index finger and lightly stroked the corner of his mouth that had been slapped, and said with a light smile, "She has to thank me for not hitting women."

These words were heartless, and those heartless people present just heard it as a joke, and laughed and laughed, and each of them said something like "Brother Cheng has too many principles"...

Only Sun Jinnian, who was standing closest, saw the flicker in Jiang Cheng's eyes when he said that.

At this moment, in a corner that was about to be forgotten, a slow-moving old man pinched his fingers in a daze, walked out unhurriedly, and only looked at Jiangcheng——

"The old man just made a divination... Young Master, I'm afraid he will be robbed if he goes."

Jiang Cheng was standing there leaning against the edge of the table with his eyes downcast. After hearing this, he raised his eyes unhurriedly to look over.

002

Jiang Cheng is a happy person, at least on the surface.

For so many years, few people have seen him really get angry, and Jiang Nan was the only one present.

So after Lin Wanke's slap fell, Jiang Nan tried to circle around as far as possible with lingering fear, for fear of accidentally affecting himself.

Hearing the old man's sudden words at this moment, and seeing Jiang Cheng's expression, Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat.

——At that time, he only went to sweep the tail with his parents in Jiangcheng after almost overturning his third uncle's house. Looking back now, Jiangcheng, who seemed to have calmed down at that time, was just so silent cast a glance at him...

But that look made him feel like he had fallen into an ice hole... Since then, he never dared to disobey what his cousin said.

The look in his cousin's eyes at that time was exactly the same as that of the moment just now.

At this time, the words of the old man froze the scene that had just warmed up, and Tan Fang was also anxious--

When I invited someone here, I didn't tell him that this old man is so blind...

Jiang Cheng was not annoyed either, he smiled and stared at him for a while, and the old man also looked back at him calmly, the old and the young looked at each other for three seconds, Jiang Cheng laughed out loud——

"The old man is right. Seeing that I have to go back to Luo City to eat soil from this imperial capital, isn't this being robbed, but can it be a blessing?"

He tilted his body, and smiled at the embarrassing person in his sight, "—Tan Fang, you hired the old man. You can't let me, a 'going to the countryside', eat the dirt, pay for this money, can you?"

Hearing such jokes from him, Tan Fang naturally wanted it so much, he hurried down the steps, and took a few steps forward, pulling the old man out; They are all a bunch of half-grown guys who can't hold much grudges. After a while, they will have a feast and drink, and they will be so drunk that they don't know where to go.

After finally seizing the opportunity to make a fuss, the family acquiesced, how could they let it go easily?

This farewell banquet was held at the end, and there were not many people who could send Jiangcheng to the airport in a sober state.

As for the word "robbed", hey, who really takes these guys who are three points more arrogant than others in their bones?

……

From the imperial capital to Los Angeles, it took only two hours by plane. Jiangcheng chose a night flight and got off the plane at 03:30 in the morning.

In fact, Luocheng is not even considered a second-rate city, but it is located on the coast, so the transportation is more convenient.With a large population and slow development, it is not suitable for young people to stay, but it is a good place for the elderly.

At least the weather in Los Angeles is good.

It's a pity that it was early in the morning when Jiangcheng arrived, and there was no morning light yet. The night before, he had a good feast and a two-hour high-altitude flight—if Jiangcheng didn't still care about his face, he probably wouldn't have cared about it. Landed in the waiting room of the airport.

This time, he walked as a bachelor, with nothing else except a few credit cards and ID cards, plus some scattered cash, and even left his mobile phone at home.

Throwing away the "shield" in front of the elders at home and neighbors, Jiang Cheng finds it hard to even show a smiling face at the moment.

Seeing the strangers hurrying in and out of the airport with the same numb expressions, Jiang Cheng paused, then followed the flow of people out of the terminal.

When they arrived at the traffic lane dedicated to taxis, Jiang Cheng hired a car and went straight to Grandpa's house.

The driver looked at him several times on the way. If it weren't for the location of the neighborhood he reported, even in a small city like Los Angeles, it would be worth every inch of land. Perhaps the driver would have watched him with empty hands and red eyes and left him behind. on the way.

So, in the early morning of this day, when Jiang Cheng's grandfather was about to go out for morning exercises and opened the door, he was startled by his handsome and decadent nephew, and then calmly picked up the drowsy Jiang Cheng from the door.

As soon as Jiang Cheng lay down, he slept until noon.

While screaming silently in his dream, he woke up suddenly, Jiang Cheng stared fiercely at the ceiling for a few seconds before realizing that he was no longer in that home.

Sweat broke out on his body, Jiang Cheng took off the thin quilt and went to the bathroom to wash it briefly. When he came out, he saw his grandfather sitting on the sofa, and the old intellectual was looking at him seriously with the eyes that he used to have when he was a scholar.

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Grandpa, this is—"

"Follow me, don't laugh." The old man blocked his words without anger, "I called your father just now, keep your student status there, and go to school with me in the afternoon, you can communicate first Student. When you really want to settle down, it’s not too late to transfer students.”

"..."

Jiang Cheng came over and sat on the sofa, "I want to transfer the student status directly."

The old man saw his thoughts: "You still believe that if you transfer your student status, they won't be able to cure you?"

Jiang Cheng didn't make a sound, because he knew what the answer was.

The old man patted him on the shoulder: "...I'm here, Bingcheng."

The old name that hadn't been mentioned for a long time made Jiang Cheng's body involuntarily hit the floor, and he finally responded after a long while.

Old Mr. Nan, that is, Jiangcheng's grandfather, spent most of his life devoted to learning, and was already well-known in the academic circle in his middle age; later, when he got older, his fame faded, and he lost his wife and beloved daughter overnight. Only then did he return to Los Angeles alone.

Even if Mr. Nan wanted to hide himself in the city, he would not miss his door visits—the so-called peaches and plums make their own way without saying anything.And one of them was his favorite student when he was young, and even after learning that he had returned to Los Angeles, he had to visit him every New Year's day, rain or shine.

Coincidentally, that person happens to be the principal of the only key high school in Los Angeles.

Mr. Nan made a phone call, halfway through his intentions, and the other person immediately agreed. He was afraid that the old and the young would not know the location of the school. The principal Wang even called his driver to pick them up in person, saying yes. Go to the school to visit and do some formalities by the way.

Seeing the kindness of Principal Wang, Jiang Cheng smiled casually on his face, but said in his heart... Where can a teacher-student relationship go?Most likely it was his good father who condescended to remind the headmaster a few words.

But he didn't puncture it.

……

Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School is the only provincial-level key school in Los Angeles. The teaching quality and facilities are much better than those of other schools in the city.