A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

Coming out of the Kwun Tong Yuwu District, Qiao Wen saw that it was still early, so he dragged Chen Jianan to accompany him to the bookstore.Firstly, he wanted to choose some suitable books for Tang Xingwei, secondly, he wanted to buy some books for himself, and finally, he wanted to buy two serious English primers for Chen Jianan.

Fortunately, Father Chen has studied and is a good father who respects learning. Although his son, who is not good enough, did not like to study since he was a child, he managed to finish Secondary [-] with his feather duster education.Only seeing that his son is really not a material for studying, he didn't force him any more.

The popularization of education in Hong Kong City is not very good. There is a big difference between the rich and the poor. Most of the young masters of rich families have gone abroad to be gilded. It is very rare to finish Form Five, and there are many illiterates in the Walled City.

Although Chen Jianan can barely read books, but at least he can recognize a lot of big characters. It is not difficult to read a book or a newspaper. The only shortcoming is that his English is really poor, so far he can only say hello three grams of oil Grams of squid, even counting from one to twenty.

Qiao Wen also has a bit of a headache about this. After all, Hong Kong City is a colony, and now English is one of the official languages. Will do.

However, this guy Chen Jianan has the style of a college scum, and as soon as he enters the bookstore, he can't help but whisper: "There are so many books, fortunately I haven't played cards recently, otherwise I will lose all my underwear."

Qiao Wen glanced at him speechlessly, and put the selected book in his arms for him to hold.

Finally, when he came to the English bookshelf and saw him pull out two introductory English books, Chen Jianan suddenly felt like an enemy, but with a stack of books in his hands, he had no way to stop him, so he could only grin his teeth and persuade him: "Little Qiao Xiao Joe, let’s forget about this? Don’t you teach me two English words every day? I have memorized them well, there is no need to buy me a special book, it’s a waste of money, put it back!”

Qiao Wen glanced at him lightly: "It's okay, we are not short of money now."

Chen Jianan wanted to cry, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him to pay the bill.

When he left the bookstore, this guy was still ruthless and wanted to quietly throw those two books into the trash can while Qiao Wen wasn't paying attention, but Qiao Wen could guess his thoughts with his toes.

So the two books finally arrived at home safely.

Ever since he moved into a high-rise apartment, everything was convenient for Chen Jianan. The only inconvenience was that he could no longer climb into Qiao's house through the window at night.

He turned over the balcony once, which almost scared Qiao Wen to death. After scolding him angrily, he ordered him not to do such dangerous behavior again.From then on, he could only knock on the door honestly and trouble Qiao Wen to open it for him.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Chen Jianan, who rushed through the cold, wearing a vest and shorts, and slippers, knocked on the door of Qiao's house.Speaking of which, since he moved, because he had his own bed, he seldom came to rub Qiao Wen's bed.After half a year, the number of times the two shared the same bed can be counted with two hands.

In the past two months, because they were busy dealing with reporters and various entertainments every day, the two of them hardly stayed together.It's rare to be free tonight, and tomorrow is Saturday again, so he is ready to talk to Qiao Wen for a while.

Qiao Wen also washed up at this moment, and watched TV with her grandma for a while, and when she saw Chen Jianan coming, she took him to the room.

Now that I have my own bedroom and a spacious Simmons bed, the quality of life has indeed been greatly improved, and I don't have to worry about being uncomfortable being squeezed together with Chen Jianan.

At this moment, a certain person followed him into the room, fell heavily on his bed, jumped up half a foot, and then opened his limbs and said sillyly: "Little Qiao, we haven't slept together for a long time, it's weird. "

Qiao Wen looked at him and smiled: "Brother Nan, it's still early, don't sleep yet."

Chen Jianan stood up stiffly: "Well, I just wanted to talk to you."

Qiao Wen sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him with a smile and said, "I think so too."

Chen Jianan crawled up to him, a little excited for some reason, and met his eyes happily.

It's okay when he's busy, but once he's free, the lonely and widowed men are in the same room, and he can't help but start to move around because of his crooked thoughts about Qiao Wen.

Especially when his eyes fell on the slightly opened lips of the other party, the yellow waste that had been dormant in his mind for a long time came out again.

It's just that he didn't have time to think too much. The smiling Qiao Wen suddenly took out a book from behind him: "It's rare that there is still such a long time tonight. Let's talk about the study plan for this book slowly, shall we?"

This book is the "30-Day Introduction to English" that I bought from the bookstore in the evening. Chen Jianan immediately wailed and fell heavily on his back: "Xiao Qiao, can you let me go?"

Qiao Wen held his hands, pulled him up, and coaxed him softly: "Brother Nan, I read this book, it's very simple, learn two sentences a day, and you can have a simple conversation in a month, I'll teach you sentence by sentence. "

Chen Jianan staggered like a ball of mud, closed his eyes and said, "I can speak Mandarin and listen to a little Hokkien, isn't that enough? Why do I have to learn English? I don't think it's useless!"

Qiao Wen smiled and reached out to touch his head, scolded him in English, and then asked, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Chen Jianan raised his eyelids and shook his head: "I don't know."

"I'm scolding you." Qiao Wen smiled and said, "Look, if you don't know a little English and someone scolds you with a smile in front of you, do you think they are praising you? Do you feel like a fool?"

"That's true." Chen Jianan nodded, thought for a while and said, "Then you can teach me how to swear, as long as I can understand people swearing in English."

Qiao Wen: "..." He thought for a while, sat cross-legged facing him, and said, "Brother Nan, I know you don't want to study, let's take our time, come to my place every night, I will teach you a little bit, Make sure it's not hard."

Chen Jianan raised his eyelids and asked, "Teach me every night?"

Qiao Wen nodded: "Well, studying before going to bed helps memory."

It has to be said that sleeping in the same bed with him every day is still very attractive to Chen Jianan, he hesitated for a moment, pretending to reluctantly nodded: "Okay, I will try."

Hearing his promise, Qiao Wen sighed and smiled, "Then today I will teach you the simplest two sentences first."

Chen Jianan changed his posture and lay down beside his legs, watching the tadpole-like English with his fingers on the book, and parroted the words to follow.Just after reading it for a while, my head clicked, and it was clear that I wanted to go on a date with Duke Zhou.

After a while, his head was buried beside Qiao Wen's legs, and he didn't lift it up again, only breathing heavily.

Seeing this, Qiao Wen called him twice, but there was no movement. He sighed helplessly, put the book on the bedside table, then moved the unconscious guy, and leaned against the bedside to read a book before falling asleep. .

It's just that the breathing next to him seems to be right next to his ears, and he can't see it for some reason.

He turned his head and silently looked at the guy who was sleeping soundly next to him.The warm yellow light of the incandescent lamp shone on his honey-colored smooth face, giving him a rare calmness and obedience.

Qiao Wen bent his mouth unconsciously, and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead.

Probably because of being disturbed, the sleeping man groaned, turned over, took off the hand that was scratching his face and held it in his own palm.

Qiao Wen chuckled, turned off the light with his backhand, lay down, and fell asleep next to him.

That night, Chen Jianan had a long dream.

Qiao Wen in the dream came to say goodbye to him with a suitcase.

"Brother Nan, I'm leaving."

"Where to go?"

"go home."

"Isn't your home right here?"

"No, my home is not here, my home is far away."

"I won't let you go."

"But... there is no reason for me to stay here."

"No, I won't let you go."

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Wen was awakened by the feeling of suffocation. When he opened his eyes, he found that Chen Jianan's hands and feet were wrapped around him, and his neck was strangled so tight that it was difficult to even breathe.

He stretched out his hand to grab Chen Jianan's strong arm, and said with difficulty: "Brother Nan, let go!"

However, Chen Jianan seemed to be caught in a nightmare, he didn't react at all, instead he held him even tighter.

Qiao Wen's face was flushed from holding back, and he was speechless.This guy is obviously not a big guy like Jiang Yufeng, and he doesn't know why he is so strong.Even with all my breastfeeding strength, I failed to escape from his shackles.

Seeing that he was about to be hooped, Qiao Wen couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only raise his head and hit the bridge of his nose hard with the back of his head.

Hearing a groan, Chen Jianan finally woke up from the pain in the bridge of his nose.

Opening his eyes, he saw Qiao Wen struggling with a flushed face in his arms, and then suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly loosened his arms like iron clamps.

Qiao Wen, who was panting, gasped for fresh air and said hoarsely, "Brother Nan, are you going to kill me?"

Chen Jianan immediately patted him on the back to help him calm down, and said with a guilty conscience, "Little Qiao, are you okay?"

Qiao Wen finally regained his composure, shook his head, turned around and asked, "Brother Nan, did you have any nightmares?"

Chen Jianan froze for a moment, nodded, and said in a muffled voice, "I dreamed that you were leaving again, and you said you were going home. I don't want you to go, so I hug you tightly."

Hearing this, Qiao Wen couldn't laugh or cry, stretched out his hand and punched him on the shoulder, and said, "Isn't this my home? Where else can I go back?"

Chen Jianan shook his head, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "You said in your dream that this is not your home, your home is far away."

This time it was Qiao Wen's turn to be slightly startled, and after a while, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "This is not my home, where is my home? Your dream is really strange." He sat up and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, where am I?" Not going, but you almost strangled me just now, you have to make it up to me."

Chen Jianan suddenly felt guilty and distressed, and immediately stretched out his hand to press his neck: "I'm sorry, Xiao Qiao, I didn't mean it. May I rub it for you?"

However, Qiao Wen brushed his hand away: "No need." He reached out to pick up the English primer on the bedside table, and said, "You learn two new sentences with me, that's the best compensation."

Chen Jianan said weakly: "Can I change the method?"

"No."

Chen Jianan could only sigh in resignation: "Okay."

Qiao Wen does not work on Saturdays, but the martial arts gym is open normally.So after Liang Zinan successfully learned two new sentences, he stalked Qiao Wen and went to the martial arts gym with him.

As the head of the martial arts gym, Chen Jianan actually does not teach apprentices directly, but only takes his brothers to practice kung fu every day.The students are all in charge of Hao Zai and a few younger brothers, so although they are in the martial arts gym, they are not really busy.

Under Qiao Wen's onlookers, after finishing a set of boxing, he ordered a table of refreshments, and dragged people into the living room to watch TV.

Li Xingchen's new drama is being shown on TV. As the top TV star, Li Xingchen has already been well-known in Hong Kong. After all, except for the two events of Mengzhen Clothing, Qiao Wen hasn't met him face-to-face in the past six months.

In the new play, he still plays the role of a nobleman, but compared to before, the gloomy look in his life can no longer be completely concealed in the play.

Qiao Wen frowned, looked at the handsome young man on the screen, and asked casually, "Have you seen Li Xingchen recently?"

Chen Jianan shook his head: "I just came out of the detention center. I don't remember what night it was. He came to the martial arts gym once, said to see how I was doing, and left soon. The big star is busy, remember to come Look at me, it's hard to come by."

Qiao Wen: "That's right. When you went in, he even took the initiative to call and ask for money to redeem you."

"Really? Let's treat him to dinner later."

"That depends on whether he has time. Speaking of which, there were quite a few people who wanted to give me money to save you. Sir Zhou found Zihui, and Zihui was going to send me a check that night."

Chen Jianan snorted disapprovingly: "Four-eyed boy has a conscience."

Qiao Wen smiled: "Brother Feng asked my younger brother to collect 20 yuan, and a big bag of money will be delivered to the door."

Chen Jianan said: "Brother Feng, there is nothing to say."

Qiao Wen: "There is also Brother Zhenbao, who also said that he would lend us money."

"Didn't this silly young master sue his housekeeper and his family before? He paid him a lot of money. He won't be cheated out again, right? Can he still have money to lend us?"

Qiao Wen laughed: "You don't know yet, do you?"

"what?"

Qiao Wen said: "Young Master Guan is now a great writer. It is rumored that he wrote "Bravely Entering the World" based on you."

Chen Jianan knew about this popular novel, because the reporter mentioned it when interviewing him, but because of his dizziness, he had no interest in reading it.Hearing that it was Guan Zhenbao's masterpiece now, he couldn't help being shocked: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't even read it, so what's the point of me telling you?" Qiao Wen laughed, "Besides, he didn't tell me that he was Guan Zhen. I guessed it myself. But there shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world. It is said that Guan Zhen Writers are now paid one yuan per word, and if they write tens of thousands of words a month, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan."

Chen Jianan wowed: "I can't tell that this silly young master is so powerful!" He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "You said that the people outside the walled city we met this year are all amazing? I thought four eyes The big boss Zaicheng is already incredible, this silly young master who was almost cheated out of his property, turned out to be a great writer in just over half a year."

Qiao Wen patted him on the shoulder: "So, you should read more books. With your handsome Nan's ability, sooner or later, you will be brilliant."

Chen Jianan thought for a while, and muttered in a low voice: "Actually... I think it would be good to open a martial arts gym now."

Qiao Wen was amused by him: "Brother Nan, is it so difficult for you to read some books?"

Chen Jianan nodded like a pounding garlic: "It's quite difficult."

Qiao Wen sighed, while the two were talking, a younger brother from outside came in and handed over an envelope: "Brother Nan, Brother Awen, someone sent an invitation, saying it was for you."

Chen Canaan took it and opened it. The red invitation card inside was exquisitely crafted, with the names of Chen Canaan and Qiao Wen written in elegant handwriting on it, and the following two lines were to invite the two to attend a charity reception tomorrow night.

The final signature was Zhou Chaozheng, and the invitation also included the business card of Mr. Zhou.

Chen Jianan snorted: "Who is this person? Do we know each other?"

Qiao Wen shook his head: "I don't know."

In fact, it is not necessarily true that he does not know each other. Qiao Wen has been in this world for more than a year. Thanks to the development of the newspaper industry, he is basically no stranger to the rich and wealthy in the city.

This Zhou Chao is the youngest son of the wealthy Zhou family in the city. He is in his thirties and has established his own business for many years. He is a well-known talent in the business circles in the city.

But Chen Jianan didn't know anything about it, and only wondered: "Since we don't know each other, why did you send us an invitation? Could it be that I came to you because I became famous recently?" After speaking, he frowned again, "That's not right , Those who asked me to have dinner before all invited me alone, and this invitation has your name on it, so it must not be because of me."

Qiao Wen held the business card between his fingers and thought for a moment, then said: "This Zhou Chao is not the owner of the small chamber of commerce who invited you, he is a serious and wealthy son. Although I don't know why he invited us, but since the invitation is sent, let's go See the world."