There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

Time flies, the years are rushing, more than 1000 days disappeared in the clouds in a blink of an eye, just like water drops, dripping into the sea, there is no sound, no shadow, and no trace.

Feng Jiayang was woken up by an irritable ringtone, he opened his eyes dimly, and his brain was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that the source of the evil sound was actually coming from his own mobile phone.

He picked up the phone, strained his eyelids, and looked at the three words "Big Baby" that popped up on the screen. His face darkened instantly, and he hung up the phone decisively.

Immediately afterwards, he clicked into the address book, intending to block this stupid big baby.

Before he clicked down, Big Baby's call came in again, Feng Jiayang didn't hang up this time, and pressed his anger to answer it.

The excited voice came first, "Bao, are you up yet?"

After Feng Jiayang finished patching the software bugs last night, he sorted out two more points of paper materials, and he didn't rest until it was close to two o'clock in the morning.As a result, I was awakened by this stupid phone call before six o'clock. Now my mind is not only drowsy, but also the brainwashing ringtone just now is playing in a loop.

He clicked on the extension, fell back on the bed, and said in an extremely displeased tone, "When the hell did you change the ringtone and notes on my cell phone? It's a big baby. Are you disgusting?"

Duan Sen on the other end of the phone laughed twice, and wisely chose to be frank and lenient: "I was at your house yesterday, while you were testing the program."

He protested again: "I didn't wake you up this morning, do you remember what I told you yesterday?"

Feng Jiayang frowned, recalling slowly.

Duan Sen couldn't wait for a response, so he knew that this person didn't listen to his words at all yesterday. He reminded him again as usual: "The train to Yujia Town at [-] o'clock this afternoon, you pack up and come to the studio to gather."

Only then did Feng Jiayang remember that this weekend is the first anniversary of the establishment of the studio, and these gangs are going out to play for two days to celebrate.

He buried his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't go, I haven't written my thesis yet, you guys can play."

Duan Sen naturally wouldn't let him go easily, and shouted at the top of his voice: "That's not okay, you are the main force of the studio, Zhang Yicheng said, if you don't see your shadow at ten o'clock, I will go to your door to block you. "

Feng Jiayang refused: "I have to broadcast live this week."

"Zhang Yicheng told you to take your computer with you." Duan Sen hung up the phone without giving Feng Jiayang another chance to refuse.

Feng Jiayang lay on the bed for a while, thumped the quilt irritably, "fucked" in a low voice, and finally climbed up resignedly.

He walked into the bathroom and brushed his teeth in front of the mirror. Although the face reflected in the mirror was full of exhaustion and impatience, it did not affect his handsome appearance at all.

The immaturity on his face was divided by time, and he seemed to be embarrassed, giving him a bit of maturity.In short, Feng Jiayang three years later is indeed more refined and colder than three years ago.

After washing up, he simply packed his luggage. This time he would stay in Yujia Town for at most three or four days, and the homestay he stayed in would also provide toiletries, so Feng Jiayang didn't bring much luggage. A backpack only contained a computer. Two half sleeves, two pairs of underwear.

The reason for rejecting the thesis before was not made up casually. The tutor who had been taking them to take maternity leave during their senior year was replaced by a middle-aged male teacher to temporarily take them.This teacher's surname is Geng, and he has a perverted temperament, making it difficult to figure out. The students in the class call him "menopausal" in private.

Seeing that October is coming to an end, there is not much left in college life, and the thesis defense will be in May next year. His thesis title has been changed three or four times, but it still has not reached the point where "menopause" is satisfactory.

Others have already started to write, but he hasn't even decided on the title. It is a lie to say that he is not in a hurry, and the distress of not being able to graduate is the real one.

Zhang Yicheng once comforted him, even if he could not graduate, there is still a place for him in the studio.

Feng Jiayang didn't think it was a good word, it was blatant ridicule.

A year ago, Feng Jiayang, who had just entered his junior year, was deceived by a part-time job in a bad software company and faced a liquidated damages of [-] yuan. Later, Zhang Yicheng solved the problem for him.

Zhang Yicheng was a senior and top student in the same department in the same department. At the beginning, he took a fancy to Feng Jiayang's professional ability and offered to help.Later, Zhang Yicheng, who was supposed to be doing an internship abroad, suddenly came back to school to find him and told him about his idea of ​​starting a business.

With a barbecue, ten bottles of wine, and a favor, Feng Jiayang chose to follow Zhang Yicheng without hesitation.Not only that, but he also lured in Yang Jin, the most difficult student in the class, and Duan Sen, who was also studying advertising design in the capital, and Wang Xiaowei, who was not short of money, was directly approached for funding problems.

As for He Xi, he was studying medicine, and his ambition was not here.

Later, several people established Shangma Studio. At first, they made some WeChat games and the like. At the beginning of this year, they turned to APP application development. Now they are making a lie detector software.In addition to usually going out to seek cooperation, several people in the studio also take turns to live broadcast to expose their popularity.

The studio is small, with only six members, Feng Jiayang, Zhang Yicheng, Duan Sen, Yang Jin, the financial sponsor Wang Xiaowei, and Zhang Yicheng, a junior recruited specially for the next audition because the old men are afraid that their work will be boring.

The girl's name is He Jiajie. She stood out from more than 100 applicants, not because of her beauty, but because of her pleasant personality, not hypocritical, willing to endure hardships, and she can run errands and clean up if she has nothing to do.

Zhang Yicheng was very satisfied.

Duan Sen always complained about him: Can you be dissatisfied? There are only five men in total, one who has been abroad all year round and can’t come back, and two who like men, so we are left with you and me. We don’t know that you are looking for a wife for yourself. It was still found for me.

Every time Zhang Yicheng laughed and scolded him to get out, but he looked very shy and anxious.

At ten o'clock exactly, Feng Jiayang arrived at the studio on time, He Jiajie was packing snacks at the side, and the other three played Doudizhu.

He threw his backpack on the table and said calmly: "You three are really good at helping others, little girl."

He Jiajie raised his head first when he heard the words, and laughed happily: "No brother Jia, just some snacks we had in the car, I just sorted them into different categories."

Feng Jiayang took a look and saw that there were three big bags full of snacks.He froze for a moment. If he remembered correctly, the capital is only six or seven hours away from Yujia Town. Did this girl treat them like pigs?

It was so real, it reminded him of Jiang Qiaoan.

Duan Sen made a set of straights from 8 to K, then glanced at Feng Jiayang, and said sourly: "Anyway, we came early in the morning and cleaned the studio from inside to outside, even the corners were not spared. It's not like some people who sleep so soundly that they can't even wake up."

Feng Jiayang snorted coldly, looked at Duan Sen, thought of the phone ringtone and notes this morning, and asked, "Baby, do you owe/fuck?"

Duan Sen smiled and scolded "Fuck", which was originally a tone word, but then Feng Jiayang's sentence changed instantly.

The other three couldn't help laughing, they had long been used to this way of getting along, even He Jiajie was no exception.

After the five of them finished their lunch, they sent a group photo to the capitalist Wang Xiaowei who was far away abroad, and boarded the train to Yujia Town.

At 5:[-] in the evening, the train arrived at its destination [-] minutes earlier.

Yujia Town is a small town full of sentimentality, known as the "Land of Fish and Rice". The town is near the sea and has a superior location. The seafood farming industry is prosperous, and even foreigners come here just to learn a few farming techniques.

Eating seafood is one of the main goals of this trip.

When He Jiajie got off the train, he smelled the aroma of grilled fish, and then felt sorry for Feng Jiayang: "It smells so good, but it's a pity that Brother Jia doesn't eat fish."

Yang Jin walked in the front with a bag on his shoulders, "Why is it called the land of fish and rice? It's because there are fish and rice. It's okay if you don't eat fish. You can eat two more bowls of rice and carry two bags back when you don't walk."

Feng Jiayang rolled his eyes at him, "Brother Jin, I thank you."

The humid air surrounded the five people. After walking out of the train station, Duan Sen took out his mobile phone to check the location of the reserved homestay.

At this time, a big boy rushed up to them, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He stared excitedly and introduced enthusiastically: "You guys are here to travel. I am a local tour guide. My name is Cui. Shen, just call me Xiao Cui, I will show you where the brothers want to go."

In the old classroom, the students are quietly doing evening self-study, and the young people on the podium have not stopped since they entered the class.He lowered his head and explained the exercises to the students alone, one after another.

The students love this assistant teacher very much. He is not only kind, but also patient. He never reprimands them for not understanding it the first time.

After the young man finished explaining the questions to the last student, he finally found time to drink his saliva. He looked at the students who were hard at work below, and couldn't help but feel relieved.Suddenly he glanced at the empty seat in the last row, and asked with a frown, "Where's Cui Chen? Who knows where he went?"

After a while of silence, Cui Chen raised his hand at the front desk, and said honestly, "Mr. Qi, Cui Chen has asked for leave."

Qi Yu nodded, signaling him to continue studying.

Then he sighed from the bottom of his heart. There is no doubt that Cui Chen, this bastard, is likely to go to the sports car stop to fool foreign tourists.