Employers are also canary pissed off today

The two separated at the north gate of the school, and Jiang Xiannian went straight to the auditorium.

The roommates had already arrived, and their eyelids were fighting each other. When they saw him coming, they greeted him and yawned.

Li Minyu clapped his hands: "Xiannian is here, sober up, let's rehearse a few more times."

Xu Ziyou raised his hand to wipe Mojia's tears from yawning: "Brother Min, why did you ask us to wake up so early for the afternoon session?"

Li Minyu sent everyone a pack of hot milk: "I just received a notice that Mr. Han will not host this exam. The acting academy has a joint event with the crew of a certain youth school drama, and the investor will send someone over Comments, more practice is always good."

Xu Ziyou paused when he tore the milk bag: "What?"

Shen Xingwang clasped his hands in front of his body, with a look of alertness that something was wrong: "'Outsiders watch the fun, insiders watch the way', about acting, will those investors who only know how to make money watch it? Why don't our students' exams be allowed to Han? A professional instructor like a teacher presides over it?"

Chang Qing is straight-minded, he doesn't care about other things, he only cares about whether he can add back the normal points deducted by Jiang Xiannian because of him:

"What about the rankings?"

"The single player in the No.1 group is first, will the extra score be given?"

Li Minyu stroked his chin and analyzed:

"The reward for No.1 extra points is set by Mr. Han himself, and it should not be changed."

"The exam rules have been slightly changed, and the qualification of 'No.1 group' has been removed. Although the previous emphasis on cooperation within the group has been changed to magnifying individual characteristics, the student with the best performance in the audience will definitely get the first place." .”

Chang Qing calmed down.

Jiang Xiannian has always been number one in cultural subjects, as long as the deducted usual points are added back, the scholarship will be ready.

Xu Ziyou put his arm on his shoulder: "It seems that this change is not very bad. Without our burden, maybe Xiannian can perform better."

Jiang Xiannian said slowly, "You didn't drag me down."

Jiang Xiannian's expression has always been dull, and it didn't become more colorful when he said this, but it is able to make people read sincerity and determination from his clear eyes:

It's not polite words, but I really didn't regard them as a burden and a drag.

Xu Ziyou's eyes were full of emotion, and he rushed forward shouting: "Xiannian! Why are you so nice, let me kiss you!"

However, before meeting Jiang Xiannian, a slender man passed by and mercilessly pressed his face to the other side: "Don't get in the way."

"Student, the road is so wide, why do you have to walk among us..."

Seeing the person coming, Xu Ziyou's voice stopped abruptly, and the resentment that he was separated from his good brother abruptly became Ji Baicen's confusion about why he came here.

Especially when he caught Ji Baicen's cold and threatening eyes, his doubts were magnified to the extreme.

What the hell?

How did it look like he robbed his wife?

Conscience, he doesn't even know him!

Fortunately, Ji Baicen probably just passed by by chance, and left after saying "Stay out of the way", without his eyes staying on them for even a second.

Xu Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief, and habitually wanted to put his hands on Jiang Xiannian, but his back felt chilly as if he was being watched by some ferocious animal protecting his food.

He didn't dare to move anymore, swallowed his saliva, and turned the hand that was about to fall on Jiang Xiannian's shoulder stiffly.

Looking back, he confirmed that Ji Baicen had gone far away, and then he approached the crowd, and said mysteriously:

"When I saw Ji Baicen, I remembered something. There was a post on the forum saying that a boy got out of his car."

"You know that Ji Baicen's co-pilot doesn't even give him a seat. What do you think the person who can get out of his car has to do with Ji Baicen?"

Li Minyujia's fire of gossip was ignited, following Xu Ziyou's words: "I can't be a lover? Could it be that Ji Baicen is gay?"

Xu Ziyou put on a face of Sherlock Holmes who had discovered the truth, and nodded heavily: "Such double-standard treatment is definitely for him!"

Because the supercar only has two seats, Jiang Xiannian, who can only sit in the co-pilot every time, and just got out of Ji Baicen's car half an hour ago, has slightly closed eyes, with a noncommittal expression.

Hearsay is not credible.

Shen Xingwang interrupted Xu Ziyou and Li Minyu, very speechless: "Are you in a hurry? There is time to pay attention to the gossip of unrelated people. You might as well think about changing the 'invigilator' at this time. Is there any inside story?"

Li Minyu coughed guiltyly, and went forward to pat Shen Xingwang's shoulder: "Don't be so pessimistic, no matter how dark the night is, it can't stop the bright stars."

Xu Ziyou also chimed in: "That's right, brothers are of the same mind and want to cut money. When you meet us 317, you meet us Xiannian, all the demons and ghosts, all the insiders, you are brothers!"

Shen Xingwang didn't respond, but only looked this way.

Catching the worry in his eyes, Jiang Xiannian nodded slightly, and his voice was neither soft nor heavy: "If you come, you will be safe."

Shen Xingwang's expression changed a few times, and he gradually relaxed. Finally, he looked down at Xu Ziyou, and poked his forehead with his finger: "Brother?"

"Please recognize the reality—"

"I and you are pure father and son."

"I rely on!"

Xu Ziyou immediately covered his head and jumped up to fight back: "Shen Xingwang, have you lived enough? Let me see who is the father!"

Like elementary school students quarreling, the two quickly became a mess.

Jiang Xiannian looked at Xu Ziyou and Shen Xingwang who surrounded him one after another to avoid attacks and tried to attack each other, and suddenly realized that it was not easy for Li Minyu to bring up children.

Not long after, a few people went to the stage to fix the scenery, and he cleaned it up in the background alone.

There was a creak, and a sharp voice came from behind with the sound of the door opening: "The cold weather came early enough."

"That's right, hey, a child without an umbrella has to run hard."

Looking through the mirror, Jiang Xiannian saw a boy leaning against the door with a strong "artificial" aura from his nose to his lips.

It should be a classmate who knows him, but he doesn't know.

Jiang Xiannian did not speak, and continued with the work in hand.

The stool beside him was pulled away, and the boy who was standing by the door before sat down: "Oh, by the way, you live on campus, right?"

Jiang Xiannian said "hmm".

The man continued: "I envy you, I also want to live on campus."

"But the school doesn't have an automatic temperature-controlled toilet, and the bed is too small. I really can't get used to it, so my dad bought a villa nearby for me to go to school."

"It's not good to say too much spoiling. Although I have been brought up perfectly, my dad always treats me like a child. I said I went to school, but he had to ask the driver to take me. Let me tell you, Maserati Ghibli The chassis is too low, almost dragging the bottom on the road, I have to drive that big G tomorrow..."

If Jiang Xiannian has been surfing all year round, he will know that this unfamiliar classmate is the legendary "Teacher of Fanxue", and he is teaching Fanxue to him.

He sighed and dazzled secretly, trying to let Jiang Xiannian know his "trench" through the information he pretended to reveal inadvertently, and then showed envious eyes and emotions for pleasure.

But habits are not formed overnight, nor are they changed overnight. Even with enough time and energy, Jiang Xiannian still pays little attention to his employer and people and things outside of work.

At this moment, not only was he not seen by everyone, but he was also baffled.

Seeing the boy staring at him without blinking, as if waiting for his reaction, Jiang Xiannian responded politely: "Ang."

hold head high?

Just a light "ang"?

Jiang Xiannian's indifferent attitude made Zhou Xingnuo very dissatisfied.

Especially when he observed closely, he found that not only was Jiang Xiannian's natural fair skin, but he could not even see a single tiny pore on his clean skin, which was much better than the skin rejuvenation he had spent countless times on. Times, this dissatisfaction once escalated.

When he spoke again, there was an imperceptible sourness in his tone: "Looking at how serious you are in the dormitory, I really want to live a hard life, at least spare no effort for something. Otherwise, if I want something like me, I really don't have it." The goal and motivation to strive for."

Jiang Xiannian was helpless with the cosmetics on the table, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Thoroughly annoyed by his repeated ignorance, Zhou Xingnuo stood up abruptly, and slapped his hand on the table forcefully: "Don't waste your efforts, you won't be able to take the first place."

"Why change the rules and the examiner temporarily before the exam, because No.1 will participate in the youth school drama "Little Light". That drama was invested by my dad, and I am the hero of this drama!"

Jiang Xiannian frowned.

Seeing that he was finally no longer indifferent, Zhou Xingnuo stood up straight.

They were all ready to look at his unbelievable or angry eyes, when they heard Jiang Xiannian's doubtful tone:

"you--"

"Are you born talking so much?"