Don't fall in love with the professor

The two walked towards the parking lot, Jiang Xiaocheng asked, "Where are we going now?"

Chen Zhe glanced at his watch, "It's definitely too late to go to my brother's place now, go directly to the woman's house, and meet them there."

Open the passenger door and let Jiang Xiaocheng in.

While starting the car, he said: "The clothes and shoes are on the back seat, we will find a place to change later."

Jiang Xiaocheng turned his head and saw several shopping bags lying quietly on the back seat. Presumably, the dress and shoes were all new, and the wedding must have cost a lot of money.

Ask again: "What is the process today? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

The morning rush hour has not yet passed, and the speed of the car is not fast. While paying attention to the road conditions, Chen Zhe said: "The plan is to welcome the bride at nine o'clock, go back to the new house, and leave for the hotel at ten fifty. Let’s start, by the way, during this period, we still need to take pictures and take pictures..."

While waiting for the red light, he sneaked a glance at Jiang Xiaocheng and found that he was typing.

Jiang Xiaocheng noticed Chen Zhe's gaze, and explained: "I'll write down everything you said, for fear of making mistakes."

Chen Zhe smiled, "You don't have to be so nervous, we have made arrangements, you can just follow me when the time comes, I will remind you what to say and do... first time as best man?"

Jiang Xiaocheng put the mobile phone on his lap, and said embarrassingly: "Indeed, the last time I attended a wedding was when I was a child, I can't remember it long ago."

Chen Zhe saw that he attached great importance to it, so he ordered a series of precautions for the wedding.

"It's nothing else, I might play some small games when we meet the bride, just for fun, but," he looked at Jiang Xiaocheng, "the bridesmaids should not embarrass you."

Before Jiang Xiaocheng asked why, Chen Zhe changed the subject again: "Working in Hangning now?"

"Ah."

"Same as my brother's job?"

"Almost, it's all advertising design."

"Then you should have just graduated, where do you live now? A company?"

"No, I rented a house outside."

"It's better to rent a house, it's more comfortable than a dormitory," he asked again, "It's about how much it costs to rent a house in Hangning for a month now."

Jiang Xiaocheng said a number, and reported the community he was in.

Chen Zhe turned his head, showing a slightly surprised look.

"I know that place. It's quite far from the urban area. It's inconvenient for office workers to work. The house price and rent were not high in the past few years. I didn't expect it to rise so much now."

Seeing that he seemed to know him well, Jiang Xiaocheng asked, "Are you also working in Hangning?"

Chen Zhe brushed his head with the palm of his hand, "I don't study well, unlike my brother. I came out to find a job directly after graduating from high school. I started doing sales in Beijing, and later I went to Hangzhou to work as a housing agency. I was lucky. Our company It grew bigger and bigger, and opened several branches in nearby cities, and I am now working in the branch in Lanjiang."

There was a red light ahead, he stopped the car, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Jiang Xiaocheng.

"There is my contact information on it. You can find me for renting or buying a house in the future. Although I don't work in Hangning, there are many colleagues and friends there. It's easy to get acquainted."

Jiang Xiaocheng took it.

A work photo was printed on the business card. In the photo, Chen Zhe looked energetic in a black suit and white shirt.

"The mobile phone number is also my WeChat account. There are always advertisements in Moments. You can block them."

"Ah, it's okay."

Jiang Xiaocheng was embarrassed when he heard him say this, "I have many customers on WeChat, and they always post advertisements. It's interesting to look at it when you're bored, like shopping in a shopping mall."

After all, he turned on the phone and entered a string of numbers against the business card.

In this way, a potential customer can be regarded as winning.

Chen Zhe asked again: "Is it easy to find a job in your line of work?"

Jiang Xiaocheng replied: "It's okay."

"I have a friend who told me a while ago that he wanted to switch to advertising. If he wants to join an advertising company like yours, do he have to be a professional counterpart?"

"That's not necessary." As soon as work was mentioned, Jiang Xiaocheng became serious and explained patiently, "Professional-related is of course better, but many things need to be learned by doing. I have a colleague who majored in English at university. Now working in Accounts. If you want to do it, you can do it well - why would your friend want to switch careers to advertising?"

"Hey, a little girl, what is she thinking about? She said that she can meet big stars in commercials. Today she likes this one who sings, tomorrow she likes that one who makes movies, and recently she is obsessed with that one. Shao Lang, whoops, always there whispering in front of me."

Jiang Xiaocheng was startled, and his smile gradually faded.

Chen Zhe didn't pay attention to his changes, but focused on the road ahead, and continued: "That Shao Lang seems to have graduated from your school too."

Jiang Xiaocheng hummed, lowered his head, suppressed the constant ups and downs of emotions, "Not a star, news anchor."

"Really? I thought it was pretty much the same. They were all on TV anyway. Wasn't it on the hot search a while ago? What is the most handsome post-90s anchor, hey? I heard that his family has a lot of background, which uncle is the leader of the TV station, real or fake?"

After talking so much, Chen Zhe found it strange that he didn't hear any response.

Turning his face away, he saw Jiang Xiaocheng staring out of the window in a daze.

"Why, are you sleepy?"

"A little bit," Jiang Xiaocheng regained his composure, he didn't want people to touch the secrets in his heart, forced a smile, and said, "I got up early today."

"Then go to sleep for a while, and you can rest for 10 minutes. When you get busy, you won't be able to rest."

Chen Zhe's words reminded Jiang Xiaocheng that he came to the wedding and also played an important role as best man.

Don't let other things affect your mood.

So he closed his eyes obediently, and when the car drove into the community, he had already sorted out his emotions.

Chen Zhe didn't dare to stop along the way, and drove straight to the downstairs of the woman's house. After parking the car, he took out his mobile phone and called Zuo Miaomiao.

But after calling twice in a row, it showed that the other party was busy.

"Maybe someone is on the phone, let's go straight up."

"Go up directly?" Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes widened, "Is this okay? Will it be against the rules?"

"There is no other way." Chen Zhe opened the car door, took out the dress from the back seat, and handed it to Jiang Xiaocheng.

"I need to find you a place to change first."

Zuo Miaomiao's house is on the third floor. Chen Zhe has been here a few times, and he is already familiar with the road, so Jiang Xiaocheng followed behind him.

As soon as they walked to the corner of the second floor, they heard a series of busy voices coming out from the half-closed door, which made people fall into the tense and lively atmosphere of the wedding.

"Why is it a flaxen-colored eyebrow pencil? I want a brown-gray one! Quickly bring the brown-gray one! Quick!"

"My bow is untied again, help me! Tie it on!"

"No, no! The foundation is gone again! Makeup artist! Please touch up your makeup here!"

……

A bunch of people are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground.

Chen Zhe curled up his fingers and knocked on the door. Immediately, a delicate face poked out from the room. He was stunned for a moment, and then there was a bang.

Screams rang out.

"Ah! Here they come! They come!"

"Impossible! The time has not come yet!"

"I'll let you know when it comes, you read it wrong."

"That's right! Really! I know Chen Zhe!"

Chen Zhe was locked outside, a little helpless, and said loudly: "I didn't pick up the bride, I arrived early, and I just picked up the best man from the station."

The door was opened with a whimper, and a group of people stood at the door. The four girls in lavender gauze dresses, with delicate makeup painted on their faces, were probably the bridesmaids at the front.

They looked at Jiang Xiaocheng with curious eyes, met each other's eyes, and passed silent sentences.

One of them said to Chen Zhe, "Is this the newly invited best man?"

Another crisp voice sounded, "Is it Jiang Xiaocheng? The one with many stories?"

"Chen Zhe, he is much more handsome than you."

Then there was a burst of laughter, as if the spring breeze blew the wind chimes all over the house.

Jiang Xiaocheng's face blushed silently.

"Okay, stop messing around."

Fortunately, Zuo Miaomiao came out to save the siege immediately. She dragged her snow-white wedding dress and stood in front of Jiang Xiaocheng, like a beautiful princess.

"Happy wedding!" Jiang Xiaocheng sincerely sent his blessings.

"Thank you!" Zuo Miaomiao smiled shyly and sweetly. Seeing that Jiang Xiaocheng was still wearing his usual hoodie, he wondered, "Have you changed your dress yet?"

"That's what I'm talking about," Chen Zhe interjected, "Come here non-stop, without a suit on, find him a place, I'll go downstairs to see if my brother has arrived."

"Ah, yes." Zuo Miaomiao wanted to invite Jiang Xiaocheng in, but felt that it was inconvenient for a room full of girls, so he called to the living room.

"Godmother!"

He yelled twice, and walked in with the hem of his skirt.

The crowd dispersed and went about their business again.

Not long after, an elegant woman came out from the living room. The dark blue cheongsam made her tall figure plump and well-proportioned. Her hair was pulled back into beautiful curls, revealing a pair of pearl earrings. She must be in her fifties. , but because of the delicate dress, she looks no more than forty.

He kindly said to Jiang Xiaocheng: "It's inconvenient for people to come and go here, come with me, my house is upstairs."

Jiang Xiaocheng bowed, hesitating whether to call her sister or aunt.

The other party seemed to see his thoughts, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said very gently: "You can just call me Aunt Zhong. We and Miaomiao's family are old neighbors for more than 20 years."

He asked again: "I heard from Miaomiao that you came here from Hangning specially in the morning? You must be very tired. I really want to thank you this time."

Although he was temporarily pulled to be the best man, he received the concern from the left and the right. Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't help being moved, and said: "I'm not tired, it's nothing, I'm just a little busy."

While speaking, she had already reached the upstairs, Aunt Zhong opened the door, brought Jiang Xiaocheng a pair of slippers, and led him to the door of a bedroom.

"You change here. I'll go and see Miaomiao and the others. After you finish changing, just close the door. Don't be busy, there is still time."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhong."

The pleasant high-heeled shoes went away little by little, Jiang Xiaocheng closed the door gently, and looked around curiously.

This is an overly tidy bedroom, the white marble floor is clean and reflective, the gray bed sheets are covered with no wrinkles, and the books on the bookshelf are arranged in order of size and thickness. Qi.

There was the sound of a car downstairs, and Jiang Xiaocheng was worried that the wedding team had arrived, so he hurriedly took off his clothes, stepped on the floor with his socks on, and lowered his head to rummage through the shopping bags.

Pick up a white shirt and put it on, and fasten the buttons against the transparent glass of the bookshelf.

It was only then that I discovered that every book inside was wrapped in white plastic leather, and words such as "molecular", "genetics", and "cancer" were written in English on the spine of the book.

The male owner of this house is probably a serious old pedant, who among the young people nowadays still wraps the book cover?

I was silently guessing, when I suddenly heard the sound of turning the lock, my heart skipped a beat, and I turned around suddenly, facing the bedroom door.

At this moment, the door was opened, and the people who came in were caught off guard and saw Jiang Xiaocheng, who was disheveled, and froze upright.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"