The cultivated Omega has become an A

It's not easy to go back to the auditorium to find someone after leaving school, so Fu Anyang had to go home first.

The taxi could only go to the entrance of the complex. He walked through the courtyard to the gate, and Chu Qian was waving her hand to ask her aunt to push the suitcase to the gate.

"Yanyan...why did you come back so early?"

She obviously didn't expect that Fu Anyang would arrive home early, she held the phone in her palm and answered the last message before raising her eyes, and said apologetically, "I just wanted to tell you that my mother changed the flight temporarily on a business trip, so I can't eat dinner at home."

Fu Anyang saw the two suitcases that needed to be checked in at the door, and his business trip this time seemed to be longer than last time, "Ah. That's okay, I'll eat by myself later."

"Next month, I will definitely have time to have dinner with you next month."

Chu Qian walked to the door and patted his head, "Mom transferred you a sum of money just now, tell me if it's not enough."

"Ah."

Fu Anyang did not avoid her hand.After a short pause of a few seconds, when the hand was busy returning to the screen, he bent down and changed his shoes slowly.

The last handbag was packed, and the driver came in to help the hostess with the luggage.Fu Anyang was still standing at the door, looking at the busy and orderly everything in front of him, he couldn't help but say: "...Mom."

Chu Qian didn't look up, but quickly responded: "Huh?"

I just wanted to call her like that, but didn't think about what to say next.

Fu Anyang lowered his eyes, "I am this year's freshman representative, and I will give a speech at the opening ceremony this afternoon."

"Didn't screw it up?"

"without me……"

"That's good, as expected of my son."

everything's ready.Chu Qian walked to the door, held the back of his head before getting into the car, and kissed him on the forehead: "Drink a glass of milk at night and go to bed early, Mom has to go out."

Fu Anyang swallowed the rest of the words, nodded: "Bon voyage."

I made soup for dinner, but the heat was not enough.After asking his aunt that it would take another half an hour before dinner, Fu Anyang went back to his room, took a hot shower, changed into comfortable pajamas, and sat by the bed while drying his hair, staring blankly at the school uniform he had taken off.

Haven't had time to tell her more.

Obviously a lot happened today.On the first day of school, he experienced the first interview in his life and met a new classmate he knew well.

It's just that the interview result was not very good, and the new classmate was a little strange, so I told her the only thing that I could be proud of first.

His father had an affair in junior high school, and he lived with his mother after his parents divorced.But Chu Qian is an out-and-out career woman, she rarely has a few days off throughout the year, and spends very little time with her son.Most of the chat records between the mother and son are transfers.

Anyway, he is still a high school student. He has passed the age of clamoring for his parents to be by his side, and he knows how to understand the difficulties of adults.

What's more, most of the problems in life can indeed be solved by transferring money. His mother has given him the best life within his ability, so there is nothing to complain about.

Fu Anyang fell on the bed, staring at the wall lamp and thinking, since when did he start living like this?Did it start at a young age?

Did he live alone like this before his parents divorced?

Waking up with a high fever half a year ago, the phrase "Who is Fu Anyang" frightened everyone, and also made his impression of his life in the past ten years suspended on the edge of oblivion and ambiguity.

Occasionally, I suspect that my brain is burnt out, so I do a few questions to calm down. Judging from the results of the entrance examination, fortunately, my IQ is not a problem.But the experience of not remembering who you are is very strange, like living in the body of a stranger.He has no memory of many things, and can only associate them along the way when they happen exactly in front of his eyes.

During the follow-up visit, the doctor said that there is a high probability that it is a sequela, and it will be fine if it recovers slowly.So Chu Qian gave him a half-year leave of absence from school.

During a semester of recuperating at home, he touched almost every corner of the house that could be touched, hoping to remember something, and the effect was better than nothing.

During those six months, only Xia Yutian and the other three often visited him.When I first came to the door, I was shocked to death by his attitude towards strangers. Later, I had to come to check in almost every weekend, eat snacks and play games in his room, in the name of helping him restore his memory.

After getting along for a long time, the childhood friendship was recovered, and the messages that often rang on the mobile phone were only from the three of them. From this, Fu Anyang could judge that the only good friends he had were the three of them.

The light was dazzling, he got up from his mind wandering, rubbed his hair twice, threw away the towel, reached into his coat pocket and took out the obviously creased speech.

Just three friends... huh?

He clearly remembered the look that man cast from the side of the stage when he was standing on the podium today.

That expression was something he couldn't see on his mother's face just now, as if he was more genuinely proud of him.

Thinking a bit outrageous.Fu Anyang silently said "I love my mother" twice in his heart, and his phone vibrated in his coat pocket on the other side.

It was news from the interview assistant that he actually passed today's round of interviews.The assistant sister sent him the time and place of the second round of interviews, the required scripts and precautions.

Fu Anyang thanked her, originally thought that a few words of pleasantries would be the end, but she didn't expect her to ask more.

[Interview assistant: I see that the sexual characteristics column of your resume says undifferentiated]

[Interview assistant: Is it because of this that you didn't sign an agent?Or other reasons? ]

Strong brokerage companies often have very strict standards for selecting artists, and his conditions are really not good.Among his peers, there are not many undifferentiated people like him, probably a late bloomer.The current child star has been in the industry since he was a few years old. He is too old to be a cultivation line, and because the differentiation is too late, the sexual characteristics are unknown, so it is difficult to determine the personality and marketing route.

[sunset: there are other reasons too]

Fu Anyang only met her once, so he didn't plan to talk more.Seeing the intention of evasion in the sentence, the sister assistant sighed, and couldn't help but say a few more words out of pity for her talent.

[Interview Assistant: You have talent, but it's not quite showing.Throughout the interview, your whole body is locked inward.So your performance is not free, like being bound, like wandering]

Fu Anyang looked at the screen in a daze for a moment, and his attitude, which was just a simple greeting at first, became serious.

She saw it right, and she was right.Because of his vague memory of the past, he actually didn't quite understand why he wanted to do this.But seeing the interview materials and application form left in the room, I still went to complete it.

Like freshmen speaking, they are all passively completing tasks.

[sunset: Thank you for reminding me, I am vaguely aware of these problems]

[sunset: Is my personality too introverted?]

[Interview assistant: hhh no need for "you", I've just been in the industry for a long time and read a lot]

[Interview assistant: In fact, many excellent actors are usually shy and introverted, but when they are acting, they will fully open themselves up and show a fuller state.So character is not an issue.There are often actors who seem to be different people on stage and off stage, it’s all normal]

[Interview Assistant: The vitality on the stage largely comes from their sensibility to life, experiencing life is a very important part of the performance]

[Interview assistant: You should be a freshman in high school this year, right? ]

[sunset: Yes, school just started]

[Interview Assistant: That's right!My suggestion is, why not take this opportunity to make some new friends]

[sunset: make friends? ]

[Interview Assistant: Yes!Friendship in student days is the purest, don’t worry, it’s easy to make friends if you take the initiative]

[Interview Assistant: Play more with your friends, it will also help your performance]

Fu Anyang thanked her, read her suggestion twice, and his eyes drifted back to the crumpled speech.

friend.

As if confirming what they thought in their hearts, the WeChat group of four buzzed for a while.Summary of each subject, the chat group becomes an assignment group in seconds.

Everyone's homework is basically finished at school, and these are specially memorized for him to read.

"Yanyan, dinner is ready."

Aunt Song knocked on the door to remind her, and Fu Anyang responded, went downstairs with her mobile phone, and sent messages while eating.

[sunset: ok, I will go to school tomorrow to make up]

[sunset: what are you doing? ]

[Guan Guan juju: Of course it is hard self-study! ]

[sunset: Is that so]

[sunset: I'm eating seafood porridge made by Aunt Song (it smells so good)

[Guan Guan juju: Aunt Song's seafood porridge!Ah this man!Fork him out! ! ]

[Rainy day: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I'm hungry too]

[So-so: ...]

[Guan Guan juju: Don't seduce me to drool on my phone if you are so confident and skip class! ]

[Rainy day: +1 I don’t have a tablemate to cover me, I’m so guilty of playing with my phone]

[So-so: You can't cover up even if you have a deskmate!The homeroom teacher is coming back from the meeting soon, let me know if there is something to do]

[sunset: I'll just ask a question, and I'll withdraw after I finish the question]

When the conversation reached a critical point, Fu Anyang solemnly put down the spoon.

[sunset: What's the name of the person who came to chat with you during the second class break in the morning]

[sunset: You even told him my nickname?When did you play so familiar]

[So-so: ? ]

[Guan Guan juju: ...? ! ]

[Rainy day: Didn't tell him, didn't you say you are not allowed to mention it outside?]

[Rainy day: We are still shocked, okay!I thought he knew you very well]

[So-so: His name is Shen Wenxu]

"Shen Wenxu."

Fu Anyang read it to himself.

Probably the head teacher came back, and there was no movement in the group for a while.

Fu Anyang put down his mobile phone and sat alone in front of the sumptuous dinner, his eyes stretched along the long dining table to the distance.

Through the huge glass floor-to-ceiling windows, through the well-maintained courtyard garden, towards the unknown farther, the line of sight can never find a place, and finally has to blend into the vast night.

I don't know how long it took to come back to my senses, the porridge was going to be cold.He wanted to pick up the spoon, but when he raised his hand, he couldn't help but rubbed his eyes first, the sockets of his eyes were sore.

"Shen Wenxu...who is it?"

**

What kind of friend is he who doesn't even recognize his friends who grew up with him, but calls him by his nickname as naturally as his mother.

Fu Anyang rummaged through his social accounts but failed to find a friend named "Shen Wenxu", temporarily ruling out the possibility of being a netizen.

What kind of Internet friends do not contact online.

He wrote out the words "Shen Wenxu" and stared at it for a long time.But the name still couldn't evoke his memory, as if it was the first time he saw it.

So a relative?Only when we meet during the Chinese New Year and holidays, will there be no contact information and no impression.

Maybe it's faster to ask Chu Qian directly.He glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and realized that it was too late for him to be obsessed with the name. After hesitating, he kept it in his heart for the time being, not wanting to disturb her rest, and there would be time to ask tomorrow.

That night he had a long dream, in which he was upside down, and when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything, leaving only exhaustion.

Aunt Song was taken aback by his frivolous footsteps when she went downstairs to have breakfast, and asked him if he needed to call the school to ask for leave for another day off.

She grew up watching Fu Anyang.After the divorce, Chu Qian and her husband came here from the old house. Her concern and love for Anyang went far beyond the responsibility of taking care of her employer's son.In the past six months, she has taken care of him three meals a day and spent much more time with him than the hostess.

"It's okay... I'm sleepy. I'm not used to getting up so early."

I usually sleep until 07/30 o'clock and wake up naturally.After school started, he was required to arrive at school at [-]:[-], and he had to get up at six o'clock. His soul was still incomplete, half on his body and half on the bed.

Woke up too early and had no appetite, Fu Anyang sat at the dining table for a while trying to wake up, the more he woke up, the more he couldn't open his eyes, and he would be late when he sat down again, so he went to school with only the hot milk that Aunt Song strongly demanded.

As soon as the car door was closed, he collapsed on the back seat, unable to get up until the school gate.

The driver Xiao Geng was not surprised.

This young master went to school in the same way yesterday.

It was ten past seven when we arrived at the school gate, and there was still plenty of time to sleepwalk to the class gate.After getting out of the car, he was stopped by the driver again. Fu Anyang looked back in a daze, and saw him stretching out his arm from the car window, holding the box of milk in his hand: "Something was left behind."

...It was dropped on purpose!

The only IQ in the morning was exposed for such a little thought, Fu Anyang sighed, and took the milk resignedly: "I know, I know."

Xiao Geng watched him cross the road, and happily went back to report to Sister Song.

His family's car usually stops at the first traffic light, a few steps away from the school gate.Fu Anyang took off his schoolbag and put the milk in it, thinking of giving Xia Yu another drink in class, when he heard a whistle as soon as he walked into the school gate.

"Do you usually come to school at this time?"

Ye Jiahe yawned after waiting for a long time, and finally looked forward to the person coming, looked at him, but complained about the person next to him, "I said he wouldn't come to school so early!"

"..."

Fu Anyang was holding his schoolbag with a puzzled expression on his face. Before he had time to ask "Are you waiting for me?"

Shen Wenxu also seemed in a good mood today, smiling all over his face early in the morning.When You Qi saw him coming, he opened a big hug before he could say anything.

"morning."