my brother is not cute at all

School cafe.

Yang Yue sat down opposite Jiang Haibo and Yang Xing with a big bag and a small bag, and distributed the things in her hands in an orderly manner, chanting as she divided them.

"This is coconut flakes, pineapple cake, dried mango, squid, and dried yellow croaker. The island produces cocoa. This is dark chocolate sauce. It is spread on bread in the morning. The shrimp paste in this small jar needs to be refrigerated. The food in the school cafeteria is not good, you can use this bibimbap to eat when you take it back, and this, your favorite mustard peanut, I bought you two buckets, enough for you to grind your teeth."

A few pockets that were full to the brim pushed over, Yang Xing was dazed by the sudden happiness, stunned and didn't know what to say.

Then Yang Yue pushed two high-end handbags in front of Jiang Haibo with a bang: "Here are the mask, essence, sunscreen, grape seed capsule and dried bird's nest you want. The receipt is in the bag, remember to give it to me when you get home." Transfer money. These snacks are for you, and this bath essential oil is very effective in calming the nerves and relieving fatigue. You can try it when you go home. This is a cough pill bought for you. Aren’t you getting angry with stupid students recently? Take it back and eat it. Oh, by the way, I didn’t get the perfume you wanted, and I didn’t enter the duty-free shop on the private jet I came back from.”

After finishing speaking in one breath, Jiang Haibo suddenly felt a surge of emotion that the child had finally grown up, and was so moved that he almost shed tears for his old mother.

In the end, the old and the young looked at me and I looked at you, making eye contact for a moment, and finally shouted at Yang Yue's frosty baby face with one voice——

"father!"

Yang Yue stared back very coldly: "Get lost!"

Yang Xing and Jiang Haibo: "..."

The glass door was pushed open, and the wind chimes on the door frame jingled. The little brother in the delivery uniform made a round of inspections, came over and put a delivery on the table and said politely: "Hi , who is Mr. Yang? Your takeaway, please take it easy."

Yang Yue nodded her thanks, opened the packing box, and immediately a hot and sour smell filled the whole dining table.

Jiang Haibo was instantly shocked by his coquettish operation: "Fuck me? You ordered a piece of bad vinegar in the coffee shop? What kind of operation are you doing?"

Yang Xing came over following the scent, and said with a look of disbelief: "This is... beef offal, sea vegetables, conch, clams, and crab roe and shrimp? Brother, didn't you just come back from the island? Seventh brother didn't bring you to eat seafood?"

"I eat seafood, he is a scumbag, except for making me drink three bowls of seafood porridge on the first day, I didn't even eat a piece of seafood after that," Yang Yue snapped open her chopsticks angrily, impatient to pick He picked up a piece of tripe and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well, this is it, delicious on earth.

Jiang Haibo's clever little head suddenly had a great idea, and he asked curiously: "Why don't you let him eat? He is not such a stingy person, you will not be caught by him—"

"Shut up!" Yang Yue interrupted him.

Yang Xing: "What?"

Jiang Haibo was startled: "Am I fucking serious? You two really—"

"Jiang Haibo!" Yang Yue kicked him from under the table.

Jiang Haibo screamed suddenly: "It's hard for me to come up with a topic that I'm interested in. You can't ask me to interview it?"

Yang Yue stared at him viciously: "Do you believe that I stepped on you first?"

Jiang Haibo was aggrieved and silent, and Yang Xing, who was trying to join them, suddenly became more curious: "What the hell?"

"Don't ask, if you ask again, be careful that your brother kicks you out of the group chat," Jiang Haibo grinned and rubbed his calf bone that hurt from being kicked, kindly advising him.

Yang Xing: "..."

The two exchanged glances, knowing that they couldn't afford to offend such an ancestor with a family and a fighting capacity, so they decisively chose to close the wheat.

The roots of the ears were instantly cleared, and Yang Yue felt that the rice in front of him had become more fragrant. He spread the paper towels and began to peel the shrimps. There was a jingle of wind chimes, and a familiar voice like a motouqin came from behind——

"Hey, have you eaten all of this? Is there a share for me?" Hal followed the scent and sat down, and simply greeted Jiang Haibo.

"Yes," Yang Yue threw the peeled shrimps into the bowl, wiped his hands and took out the last paper bag and handed it over: "These special products are for you, calming the nerves essential oil, pain relief ointment, coffee and cough medicine, seafood I didn’t bring it for you, because I’m afraid that you Inner Mongolians won’t be used to eating those things.”

Hal has always been straightforward, and he took it without being polite to him: "Okay, then I'll take it, do you have anything to drink? I've been rehearsing this afternoon, and my throat is about to burst."

"Longan jujube tea and coffee are for you." Yang Yue pushed the cup over and asked him, "Didn't you say you wanted me to talk about the dance drama? Director Luo needs me to treat him first." meal?"

"No need, Director Luo asked you to go directly to their troupe to rehearse on Monday." Hal took a few sips of jujube tea and said, "He read the entries you created and thought that your figure and appearance are all in line with what he wants Standards, saying that this role is tailor-made for you is none other than you."

"The appearance and figure meet the character standards? Who does he ask me to dance?" Yang Yue suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Hal: "Nezha."

Yang Yue: "..."

Yang Xing and Jiang Haibo: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

After delivering the souvenirs, Yang Yue said goodbye to a few people, and the silver-gray McLaren was already parked on the path at the back door, waiting quietly for him.

As far as dance drama is concerned, he is not completely inexperienced. He played the leading role in the micro dance drama in the department when he graduated from undergraduate, and he also played very important roles in the dance drama in the later courtyard. It was the first time to find him.

Although the role sounds a bit difficult to describe, but the great director who has always discerned talents will definitely not make mistakes in casting. Thinking of this, Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

"If conditions permit, who wouldn't want to play the role of a heroine and iron-blooded man?" He muttered in a low voice, but there was a hint of anticipation in his sad little expression, which looked very awkward.

Seeing him open the car door and get on the co-pilot, Hou Zeqi hung up the car phone and looked over: "Xiaoyue? Why do I see something wrong with your expression?"

Yang Yue: "I'm fine, why are you staring at my face all day long?"

"You are the one I like, so it's only a problem if I don't stare at your face?" Hou Zeqi rushed over to help the person unfasten the seat belt and fasten it.

The pleasant smell rushed towards her face, and Yang Yue's ears felt hot: "It's not that good-looking..."

"Well," Hou Zeqi simply teased him, pinched his white and sharp chin and raised his face: "It might be quite ordinary to let you go to heaven, but who let you go down to earth?"

Yang Yue stared at his deep eyebrows and eyes full of a smile, suddenly became quiet, and only smiled softly after a few seconds.

"Brother, I'm going to take part in a dance drama by a great director. The national premiere will be on May 5."

"May 5th? It's a good day. What role are you playing? Are you starring?" Hou Zeqi asked.

"It's not the leading role, I won't tell you about the role," Yang Yue was stared at for a while, feeling uncomfortable, she brushed his hand away and shrank aside: "Okay, don't ask, didn't you agree to go to the store to celebrate Miss Shimei's birthday? Have you got your presents ready?"

"Well, are you hungry?" Hou Zeqi didn't know that Yang Yue had just drank a bowl of dross vinegar heartily in the school coffee shop half an hour ago, he skillfully switched the ignition on, and then stepped on the accelerator: " Shimei has already talked to me on the phone, and tonight I will let you eat hot pot while petting cats, and then I will introduce you to a few friends."

At 6:35 in the evening, the two arrived downstairs at Shiquan Maoca on time.

Shimei is only three days younger than Hou Zeqi. For this birthday, all the members and ex-teammates of the FIH team were invited. Yang Yue was the only family member who was brought here, so she just stood at the door one by one. All the members in the hall were introduced.

Wearing a pair of metal-rimmed glasses and looking gentle is the former FIH player Dajiu, the slightly chubby white and fat guy is the current FIH player Erbing, and the mushroom head wearing black round-frame glasses is Sihai, taciturn The thin and tall ones are three strips of tinfoil.

After saying hello to everyone, the door of the bathroom next door was unlocked from the inside with a click, and a small boy with delicate features and fair skin came out shaking the drops of water on his hand. The first time he saw Hou Zeqi, he burst out laughing. A dimple on one side of the cheek.

"Brother Seven, why did you come here? I miss you so much!"

"Hey Bajie! Don't—"

Like a runaway wild horse, he ran over happily, Hou Zeqi didn't have time to dodge, and was embraced by him, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, leaving only one thought in his mind: think about a fart , you might really be dying.

In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be muffled thunder rumbled in the distant sky, and it rumbled to split Yang Yue's sky cap, releasing the anger from the top of his head in an instant.

The moment his face darkened, Shimei took a step back for fear of being affected, and silently lit a row of wax for Bajie in his heart.

The atmosphere fell silent like death, it was the last peace before the storm.

"We agreed to eat and drink together on New Year's Eve every year. Why didn't you show your face this year? What have you been up to these days? Don't you want to see me for so long? You all watch me do it What?"

Halfway through the conversation, Bajie realized the strangeness of the atmosphere, and when he turned his head, the baby-faced boy behind him was staring at him with a murderous expression while suppressing his delicate eyebrows.

He smiled confusedly, adhering to the spirit that if you don't die, you won't die, he extended his hand very friendly: "Hi, I seem to have seen you, I am Brother Qi's former teammate and bonded cp, you can call me Ba Quit."

Yang Yue held his hand expressionlessly: "Well, hello, I'm his younger brother, you can call me sister-in-law."

Bajie: "???"

"As the old saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. It's because we met once before. I'm going to be gentle today. I hope you can hold back." A smile finally surfaced on a pretty baby face, and Yang Yue moved a little bit. Wrist, rolled up the sleeves directly.

Bajie: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!!"

The reaction speed he has practiced for many years made him jump up and run, Yang Yue followed closely behind, two figures one in front and one behind chased after a few steps, Ba Jie was precisely knocked down by a sofa pillow.

"I rely on you to really fight?!"

"Speak up if you have something to say, hey! Don't slap me in the face, my face will be broadcast live on TV!"

"Sister Mei, save me! Oh! Seventh brother! Take care of me! My sister-in-law is so fierce!!"

The attic, which was originally not spacious, was made such a fuss by them, and it flew into a frenzy in an instant. Hou Zeqi watched the domineering little ancestor push Bajie down on the bay window, picked up the sausage pillow on it, and rode on him to whip it violently , shook his head helplessly.

"Care? I can't control it, and I can't beat it."

He smiled, turned around and accompanied Shimei into the kitchen to work.

Leaving Bajie alone under Yang Yue, hugging his head and begging for mercy, in the end he tied the official and the two into cp to sell corruption to attract fans and Hou Zeqi, a scumbag who promised him to find his sister-in-law and notify him as soon as possible, but broke his promise All the things were recruited, and the blessings were changed in different ways to wish the two of them love each other for a hundred years, a long time, and never leave... Finally, it was only a second before the birth of the precious son that Yang Yue let him go.

The fragrant hot pot was served quickly, and then the glasses were filled with colorful drinks. Everyone washed their hands and sat down, and raised their glasses to the sound of bubbling soup, chatting and laughing, and sent the most sincere blessings to the birthday star.

Pushing cups and changing bowls, clashing bowls and chopsticks, a group of team members who used to live together day and night sat around the steaming hot pot, chatted and laughed happily, chatted about gossip, talked about e-sports, lamented the dedication and hardship of this year, and missed the blood and glory of the past.

Yang Yue just sat among them like this, quietly listening to them talking about topics that she couldn't empathize with, feeling both novel and envious.

"Hey, are you an adult? Can you drink wine?" Bajie approached with two wine glasses, handed him a glass and said, "I had a little misunderstanding before, and you probably didn't have a good impression of me. Let me toast you. I apologize to you."

"I'm not that stingy," Yang Yue clinked glasses lightly with him, and drank the full glass in one gulp.

"He has a bad stomach, don't get him drunk," Hou Zeqi was afraid that Ba Jie would drink him again, so he hurriedly took the wine glass away for him, put some sliced ​​meat into his bowl and said in a low voice, "Come on, how about more?" Eat some meat, you are too thin, every time you hug it, your hands hurt."

Shimei stayed close, and listened to his words verbatim, and gave him a sideways glance: "Just pet him."

"Sister-in-law is so straightforward? Then I'll toast you too," Da Jiu saw Bajie toast, and came over with half a bottle of wine to join in the fun.

Just now Yang Yue came up purely out of jealousy and wanted to tease Bajie, but now he called him that, but she felt a little embarrassed: "Don't call me that, I was just joking."

Da Jiu laughed loudly when he heard this, and raised his glasses after filling the wine for the two of them and said: "Seventh team, congratulations, you have a successful career at a young age, not only have you found the person you like, the company is going to be listed soon, It’s really amazing, I respect you for this cup.”

After speaking, the three wine glasses lightly touched together and made a crisp sound.

"It's fine if you succeed in your career. The company's funds have changed, so it can't be listed at the moment," Hou Zeqi smiled and shook his head, raised his wine glass and drank it.

Not only Da Jiu, but even Yang Yue who didn't know anything was stunned.

When did this happen?

"Brother Nine, don't you know? After Zebra Live broadcast withdrew, it was Seventh Brother's deep sea live broadcast that sponsored FIH to make us survive this calamity." After Si Hai came up to explain, he also filled his glass and said sincerely: "Say It’s really thanks to Brother Seven, this cup should be respected by all our FIH team members.”

Erbing picked up his wine glass and followed suit: "Yes, yes, I respect the most loving and righteous man in our alliance. This time, it is really thanks to Brother Seven. I will help FIH to tide over the difficulties even if I give up the opportunity to go public. Even the manager said You are a heavenly soldier this time, and you have helped a lot."

After the two of them finished speaking, they raised their cups and stood up, stretching their arms halfway, but the boy beside him who had been silent all of a sudden spoke——

"Actually, there's no need to do this for us."

His words were like a basin of cold water mixed with ice slugs poured on everyone's face, making the lively dinner table suddenly quiet, everyone froze for an instant, and all looked at him.

Bajie realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted softly: "...Three points!"

"The results of FIH are getting worse and worse. The manager said that if the national league fails to achieve results this year, the boss will sell the club." He held it tight, gritted his teeth, and said, "It's because we are not competitive enough, unable to protect the team well, and unable to bring FIH to recast the glory of the past like the dual-core back then."

His words seemed to have triggered some taboo switch, causing Hou Zeqi's pupils to shrink suddenly, condensing into sharp needle points!

Seeing his face change, Bajie immediately panicked: "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you drunk too much?"

"I'm telling the truth," Santiao retorted, "If we have people like Seventh Brother and June—"

"What are you talking about him for?" Shimei interrupted him with a soft drink, and she realized that her tone was a bit too serious after she finished speaking. She looked at the team members who were looking at each other, sighed and waved her hands: "It's all over, hurry up and have a good meal Bar."

A plate of fresh sliced ​​meat was dropped into the boiling soup, and everyone recovered their senses and picked up their chopsticks.

Hou Zeqi was silent for a moment, then suddenly put on the cigarette case and stood up——

"Eat first, I'll go outside to get some fresh air."