After the wrong marriage, I can't leave

In the evening, No. [-] cafeteria of University A.

Song Linchu finished his last mouthful of food, greeted the roommates who were still eating, and put the empty dinner plate in the storage tray.

There are already a lot of dinner plates piled up here, and there are still some food left on each plate, only Song Linchu's dinner plates and soup bowls are clean.

If you look carefully, you can find that only one grid on his dinner plate is used, and it is the cheapest fried Chinese cabbage, only two yuan a piece, and the white rice and soup in their school are free.

In other words, Song Linchu only ate two yuan for this meal.

For other people, this is simply unbelievable, but it is very normal for Song Linchu. He has lived the days of eating big white steamed buns for every meal, and it is already very good to have vegetables, rice and soup.

He never compares himself with others, but with himself. Today is not worse than yesterday, that's enough.

Coming out of the cafeteria, Song Lin began to walk towards the school gate in a hurry.

Because the photo he was taken at the beginning of school became popular on Weibo from the forum, now whenever he walks on the road, he will definitely receive attention gifts from his classmates.

The afterglow of the sunset fell on his delicate face, as if covering him with a layer of golden tulle, which further complemented his fair complexion, clear eyebrows and eyes, which amazed the passing classmates.

Some even secretly raised their mobile phones to take pictures of him.

Song Linchu didn't notice at all, he was about to be late for part-time work, so he had to hurry over.

The part-time job is a short distance from the school, and this time is just the rush hour, and the subway is too crowded, so he can only go there by shared bicycle, and he will be a little rushed in time.

If you don’t eat, the time is just right, but it’s very expensive to buy something to eat outside, and the consumption in Haidu is ridiculously high. If it weren’t for the jewelry design major of A University, which is the best in the country, he would not even consider this city.

Song Linchu walked quickly, without noticing the school gate, a luxury car with the same license plate number drove in from the school gate.

Although the university is not a materialistic place, most people recognize the Peugeot of this luxury car. Seeing such an arrogant license plate, many people turned their heads to Song Linchu's mobile phone and took pictures of the car.

After all, Song Linchu wanted to see him every day. This kind of car looks like a big boss's car, which is hard to come by.

I don't know why this kind of boss came to their school. Could it be some successful alumni who came to make donations?

Just when everyone was guessing, the car stopped slowly.

It stopped beside... Song Linchu.

That's right, it's next to Song Linchu!

Fuck!Everyone immediately smelled the melon.

It's a pity that the person involved, Song Linchu, was so focused on driving that he didn't even take a second look at the car, and continued on his own way.

until--

"Lin Chu." A cold male voice sounded from behind him.

Song Linchu paused.

He looked back suspiciously, and saw a handsome and indifferent man in a suit and leather shoes getting out of the car. The man had a god-given face, cold and abstinent, from head to tail to the strands of his hair, he was full of dignity. A pampered superior.

It was also the first time Song Linchu saw such a high-ranking person, he was taken aback for a moment, and then asked suspiciously: "Are you calling me?"

The man seemed to be about 25 years old, but Song Linchu unconsciously used respect words.

Without him, a man's sense of oppression is too strong, stronger than that of their feared dean in high school.

Hearing his tone, the man paused slightly, curling his hands hanging by his side.

"You don't know me anymore?"

"..." Should he know him?

Song Linchu quickly went through the people he knew in his mind, and made sure that he had never seen such a number one person, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have no impression.

He shook his head honestly and said, "Sorry."

Tan Yue stared at the boy in front of him for a long time.

The boy's figure was thin, and he was wearing a simple white T, washed white jeans, which was even more pitiful than what he saw in the photo that day.

The 18-year-old Song Linchu is younger and more lovable than expected.

However, the young man's eyes seemed to have lost the mischievousness and familiarity he often brought when facing him, replaced by strangeness and vigilance.

Obviously, Song Linchu didn't know him.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Tan Yue's cold eyes.

He was working in the company, but he just went to the bathroom and found a secretary who had resigned two years ago and came to him to sign, and the layout of the office was not right.

Tan Yue realized that something was wrong, took out his phone and checked the time, and found that the time had gone back three years!

At first Tan Yue thought that someone was playing a prank, but after multiple confirmations, he found that it was not a prank, nor was it a dream, it was a true trip back in time for three years.

To use a very popular word nowadays, it is rebirth.

If Tanyue had such a big opportunity before, he would definitely list all the things and opportunities that happened in the past three years in the first place, so as to make his career go further.

But now, the first thing he did after his rebirth was to have someone check A University. After knowing that there was a new student named Song Linchu, he came to A University without stopping.

Facts have proved that the fate of the two is really deep. There are tens of thousands of students in University A, and they can meet on the same road.

"This is not the place to talk, let's talk in another place?" Tan Yue said.

The people who came in and out here were all students. The two of them were so eye-catching that they attracted many people to watch.

Song Linchu was sure that he didn't know the man in front of him. Thinking that because his photo became popular on the Internet recently, someone who claimed to be an agent of an entertainment company approached him and asked if he wanted to participate in an audition. He immediately became wary.

"Sorry, I still have things to do and I don't have time."

As Song Linchu said, he nodded politely at the man, turned around and walked towards the school gate without hesitation.

Tan Yue: "..."

Wherever he went, Mr. Tan, who was full of stars and moons, encountered Waterloo for the first time in his life. Song Linchu was right. At this time, he had not been cleared by Tan Ming, and because of the hardship of life, he was not interested in him at all.

Tan Yue has never taken the initiative to chase someone, let alone how to strike up a conversation with someone, even if this person just passed the sun last night...

cough cough cough.

Tan Yue caught up with Song Linchu: "Are you going to work?"

Song Linchu frowned, what's the matter with this man, he is obviously such a cold and noble man, pay attention to your worth!

He made a random "hmm" and quickened his pace, almost running.

Seeing that he was defending himself against a thief, Tan Yue had no choice but to quicken his pace.

"I'll take you there."

Song Linchu felt that this man was strange and had a big problem.

He walked to the place where the small yellow car was parked, swept it quickly, and said in a cold voice, "No, thank you."

As he said that, he ignored the man, got on his bicycle, and ran away quickly.

That speed, those who don't know, thought he was racing.

Danyue: "..."

Looking at the young man's back quickly disappearing into the crowd, Tan Yue was stunned for a moment, and then a smile flashed in his eyes.

Song Linchu at this time is so cute.

Song Linchu works as a waiter in a high-end coffee shop. Haidu itself has many foreign visitors. This kind of coffee shop requires the waiters to be able to speak English, so the treatment is not bad.

Because of the delay in talking to the man, Song Linchu was almost late, so he hurried to change his uniform.

The uniforms of their coffee shop were specially designed by someone, very stylish, and because of Song Linchu's good temperament and good looks, wearing the uniform on him made him even more handsome.

When he came to work on the first day, he was almost dead busy, because all the customers in the store called him to serve, and the store manager told him to only serve the guests in the private room, so he was relieved.

It is said that because of this, the attendance rate of their expensive box has increased a lot.

Song Linchu came out after changing his clothes, and was about to work when the store manager came over and said, "Xiao Song, don't be too busy, I have a very important task for you."

"Well, you said."

"A very important guest has come to our store, and I want you to serve him by name. Don't entertain other guests tonight, just serve this guest. Stand by the service bell when he doesn't call you. The bell must arrive within three seconds, you know?"

It seems that this guest is very important.

Song Linchu stood up straight and said, "Okay."

"Okay, let's go and order the customer now. You must have a good attitude and be respectful. Whatever he says and what he asks for, as long as it's not too much, you should accept it, you know!"

"..." Song Linchu had a hunch that this was not a good job, but due to job responsibilities, Song Linchu could only respond, "Got it."

The store manager knew Song Linchu well, and knew that although this college student was only 18 years old, he was very reliable in his work, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go."

Song Linchu came to the door of the box, and when he stood at the door, he had already adjusted the smile on his face.

He knocked on the door, and after getting the answer from the person inside, he walked in.

"Hi, it's a pleasure to serve you..."

Before the word "service" was finished, Song Linchu saw clearly the face of the man in the box, and the smile froze on his face.

Depend on!It was him!

There is no end!

When Tan Yue saw the young man's uniform, his eyes flashed with amazement.

So handsome.

The black uniform set off the young man's tall and straight figure, his thin body was perfectly outlined, and his legs under the apron were straight and slender, looking [-] meters tall.

Such a pure and pure male waiter, Mr. Tan can be more than ten suns.

Song Linchu really wanted to ask what you want to do, but he thought of the store manager's attitude as if he was facing a big enemy, and he knew that the man in front of him couldn't be offended. For this good job, Song Linchu kept smiling.

"Would you like something to order?"

Tan Yue knew that Song Linchu didn't know him now, the more he moved forward, the more vigilant he would be.

So don't be in a hurry, Song Linchu was able to pursue him relentlessly with his dog temper back then, of course he has to work hard now to chase him back.

Having made up his mind, Tanyue placed the order calmly.

Mr. Tan is Mr. Tan after all, he can control such a big enterprise as Wan'ou, and he can also sit on the position of head of the family. He can't flirt, but he has scheming.

Thinking that Song Linchu was particularly short of money at this time, Tan Yue decided to start from his pain.

When Song Linchu put out what he had ordered and was about to go out, Tan Yue said, "Wait a minute."

Song Linchu's heart tightened, but he still maintained a good service attitude on the surface, and asked, "Is there anything else you need?"

Tan Yue said flatly: "I came to you to ask for something."

"?" Forgive Song Linchu for not being able to see what he has that would allow this man to ask for it.

Waiter Song smiled and said, "Say it."

Mr. Tan used the excuse he had prepared in advance: "I saw your competition work by chance, and thought that the work you designed was very in line with my aesthetics. I would like to ask you to design a suit brooch for me."

Song Linchu had a meal.

Although he is only a freshman, he has actually participated in many jewelry design competitions and has a certain foundation and reputation.

But he participated in some relatively small cup competitions, and after all, he had not studied systematically, and his works were relatively immature, which could not catch the eyes of professionals at all.

He didn't know why this noble man fell in love with his work.

Song Linchu didn't let go of his guard and asked, "What competition?"

Tan Yue recalled the trophy on Song Linchu's table and said, "Baomeng Youth Champion Cup."

When Song Linchu heard the name of the competition, his eyes relaxed a lot.

He participated in this cup in the last semester of his third year of high school. He stood out among many contestants and won the championship with a prize of 1 yuan. That work is indeed his best work so far.

"Can you?" The man's voice was cold.

Song Linchu has already believed it to a certain extent. Although he doesn't understand why men would like his works, after all, it is not difficult for him to ask top masters to order them.

But things like jewelry are also about eyesight.

Song Linchu, based on the principle of not earning nothing, said: "It is possible, but the professional ability is limited, and there is no guarantee that you can design the work you want."

"fine."

As long as it was made by him, he would always like it if given a piece of white paper.

Tan Yue looked up at him, and said: "I have more requests, if it's convenient, add a WeChat and I'll send it to you?"

"..." This routine is too familiar.

However, the temptation of money is so great.

In fact, the management here is very strict, and it is not allowed to chat with customers, add WeChat or something during working hours, but the store manager also said just now that the other party's requirements, as long as they are not too excessive, must be met.

So Song Linchu hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took out his phone.

Don't make money, don't make money.

If this man takes the opportunity to harass him or something, just mute his messages.

On the surface, Tan Yue calmly scanned Song Linchu's WeChat code, and added.

Seeing "Little Pine Forest" asking for notifications through your friends, the corners of his lips curled up calmly.

Adding WeChat, Tan is happier than signing a big contract worth hundreds of millions, without even knowing that he is already on someone's message Do Not Disturb candidate list.