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Mo Chang called the two of them into the office and reprimanded them a lot.

In terms of swearing alone, compared to the coaches Mo Chang has met since he was a child, the swearing in his ears is almost painless.

Furthermore, except for the guilt towards Meng Wenjun, Yang Kangyu never felt that there was anything wrong with what he did.Pretending to be pleasing to the eye, nodding in agreement, listening with the left ear and streaming out the right ear.

The punishments that should be given are clearly stated, and Mo Chang said to Yang Kangyu: "You can go."

Yang Kangyu pointed to Meng Wenjun with his thumb and asked, "What about him?"

Mo Chang stared at Yang Kangyu, seeing his unrepentant look, he felt angry.

"You go out first." Meng Wenjun forced a smile, and pointed the direction of the door with his eyes.

Although I still feel unwilling in my heart, it is hard to say anything in this situation.

As soon as he went out, he saw the little wolf lying on the door, his ears pricked up, listening to what was said inside.

Yang Kangyu rubbed his head: "Go back."

The little wolf obeyed and followed behind Yang Kangyu, and couldn't help but look back when he was walking.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu. What's the matter, what did the old man say?" The little wolf quickly ran two steps and followed Yang Kangyu.

Yang Kangyu bent down and put his arms around his shoulders: "It's nothing. Brother Wenjun has been scolded a lot for helping you. Don't forget to thank him."

"Of course! Is there nothing else but being scolded?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Kangyu still lied: "What else?"

The little wolf breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I can rest assured."

The two walked to the school gate together before parting. Yang Kangyu watched the little wolf walk into the turning alley, and stood alone at the school gate unwilling to leave, intending to wait for Meng Wenjun here.

All the results of this exam will be invalidated, with zero points, and the next semester will be re-taken, the whole school will report, the self-criticism is [-] words, and the student will be put on probation for half a year.

Thinking back to Mo Chang's words, Yang Kangyu felt uncomfortable.

Not because of himself, but because Meng Wenjun was implicated for no reason.

Suddenly, a voice came.

"Daewoo!"

Yang Kangyu followed the voice and looked over. Uncle Li was standing across the road, waving his arms in his direction.He hurried over and called out, "Uncle Li, why are you here today?"

Uncle Li was originally the driver of the company, but after following Yang Qingshan for a long time, he gradually became the one responsible for picking up the family members.For more than ten years, Uncle Li watched Yang Kangyu grow up.

"Today is your uncle's birthday, Brother Yang asked me to pick you up."

Yang Kangyu refused with a full face: "Do you have to go?"

"It's fine if you don't go at other times, but this time, many people come, and your father and mother can't help it." Uncle Li sighed.

Yang Kangyu turned his head to look at the school gate, but he didn't see Meng Wenjun's figure yet.

"What's the matter?" Uncle Li followed Yang Kangyu's gaze and asked in puzzlement.

Yang Kangyu quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Uncle Li took a step forward, opened the car door for Yang Kangyu, and said, "Daewoo, get in the car."

"Uncle Li, don't be like this all the time, I'll just open the door myself." Holding the car door, he sat down on the back seat of the car, and closed the door by himself.

The car had been started for a long time and drove into the bustling streets of the city. Yang Kangyu's thoughts were still on Meng Wenjun, and he couldn't rest assured.

He stared at the phone screen in a daze. On the screen was a dialogue with Meng Wenjun.He hasn't responded yet.The longer the time was stretched, the more tormented he felt.

Uncle Li caught a glimpse of Yang Kangyu's face from the rearview mirror, and said, "Daewoo, such a checkpoint must always be passed."

Yang Kangyu came back to his senses, knowing in his heart that Uncle Li had misunderstood, and smiled: "I'm not afraid of them."

"That's good."

Not long after, the car drove into the city center and stopped in front of the hotel's barrier.

Uncle Li rolled down the driver's window, and the person standing at the door saw Uncle Li with a smile on his face, busy lifting the railing for him.

When the engine stopped, Uncle Li said, "Let's go."

As soon as Yang Kangyu opened the car door, the magnificent outline of the hotel came into view.

The main building of the hotel is covered with golden lanterns. The main entrance is facing a giant fountain. The fountain has eight holes. Angels with different expressions are placed in each spring hole, echoing the statue of Venus in the center of the fountain. .

Walking along the perimeter of the fountain, Yang Kangyu stepped onto the red carpet along the steps from the main entrance of the hotel, followed by Uncle Li.

The receptionist led the two of them to the main hall, and within two steps, a man came up.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, he warmly greeted Yang Kangyu: "Hey, Ah Li is here. Why are you here?"

Yang Kangyu forced a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said hello to him: "You are so forgetful, you have to call me Daewoo, why did you forget?"

The curly-haired curly curly curly curly curly curly curly curly curly-faced man in front of this curly curly curly man is his uncle, the protagonist of this birthday party, Shao Daya.

The brothers and sisters of the Shao family have always been at odds with each other. Shao Daya is a vulgar person, and he is most willing to mention the matter of his younger sister Shao Rongguang's infertility. He always likes to use Yang Kangyu as a knife.

He deliberately called Yang Kangyu Zhang Yunli, and said in secret that this child was not his own.

At this time, Shao Rongguang came up, pulled Yang Kangyu to his side, and said, "Daewoo is here."

Next to him, Shao Daya sneered and spattered sporadic saliva from his mouth: "Mother and child love deeply, mother and child love deeply."

Shao Rongguang pretended not to hear, put his arm on his son, and walked into the main hall with him.

Yang Kangyu said in a low voice: "Mom, why do you have to come today?"

"You'll find out later."

"Where's Dad?"

Shao Rongguang pointed to the upstairs: "I'm talking with the old man," and then said, "You can walk around in the main hall by yourself first, and I will entertain guests."

"Okay." Yang Kangyu nodded.

As soon as he found a seat and sat down, Shao Daya's piercing laughter entered Yang Kangyu's mind, making him dizzy.

He casually took a fruit from the fruit plate next to him, stared at Shao Daya, and took a bite, no matter how sweet the juice was, it looked terribly fishy at such a banquet.

After a while, unfamiliar faces kept coming up in twos and threes, greeting Yang Kangyu with a smile.

Yang Kangyu raised his butt and sat down, sat down and raised it again, the muscles on his face stiffened in laughter, he chatted nonsense about his parents' affairs that he didn't know, and he even pretended to be very interested.

"Dasheng, you've grown so tall. When I saw you, you were only this little." An aunt in delicate clothes gestured for her height with her hands.

"Dasheng?" Calling him Dasheng, he didn't realize it for a while.

"Misremember? Can't. Could it be Xiaosheng?"

Knowing that she misremembered her name, she was too embarrassed to say it directly, so she could only follow her words: "Yes, yes, yes, it's Dasheng."

Yang Kangyu scratched his head, looked at the guests coming and going with a sad face, and secretly scolded Shao Daya: "This grandson celebrates his birthday like a masquerade ball, isn't he sick?"

Suddenly, someone patted Yang Kangyu on the shoulder twice, which startled him.

"So coincidental?"

Yang Kangyu turned around, looked at the visitor in surprise, and almost shouted: "Meng'er, why are you here?"

Meng Wenjun pointed to Meng Fan who was talking with others not far away: "He came with my dad."

Meng Fan insisted on coming to the party, but Meng Wenjun had no choice but to follow behind because he was worried that he would get drunk and cause trouble.

"Oh, uncle is here too, I'll go say hello." Yang Kangyu stepped forward recklessly.

Meng Wenjun stopped him in time: "They are talking, wait a moment."

"What did Mo Chang do to you?" Yang Kangyu asked hastily when he suddenly remembered this.

Meng Wenjun smiled: "What can I do?"

"Anyway, I'm the one who's sorry for you this time. I'll remember what happened this time. "

Meng Wenjun didn't want to fight with him anymore, stretched out his fist, and punched Yang Kangyu's chest jokingly: "Then remember it."

Unexpectedly, Yang Kangyu was very serious, subconsciously clenched Meng Wenjun's fist, and nodded firmly.

"What are you doing?" Meng Wenjun twisted his wrist and broke away from his palm.

"You believe me."

"……I'm just kidding?"

"I do not have."

Meng Wenjun patted his face with the back of his hand: "Drink too much?"

Only then did Yang Kangyu realize that his cheeks were hot.

Not just because of the alcohol, but more because of the cross-examination by the strange aunt. He always faltered and couldn't answer, so he had to laugh dryly and stand by, feeling like a big fool.

"Go for a walk?" Yang Kangyu suggested.

"where?"

Yang Kangyu smiled mysteriously: "Just follow me, don't worry about the rest."

"It's quite mysterious." Meng Wenjun laughed.

After talking briefly to Meng Fan, he followed Yang Kangyu and climbed up the stairs one by one.

When he reached the seventh floor, Meng Wenjun saw that Yang Kangyu still wanted to go up, and quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Kangyu still said simply: "Just follow me."

"I mean, if there are so many floors to climb, why not take the elevator?"

"Yes."

After speaking, Meng Wenjun looked at Yang Kangyu's enlightened expression and was speechless.

"Where are you going?" Meng Wenjun asked repeatedly.

"Attic." Yang Kangyu reluctantly said in advance.

When Yang Kangyu stood on the rooftop with Meng Wenjun, his unhappy mood disappeared immediately.

He stood by the railing with his arms outstretched, and the whole city unfolded before his eyes like a scroll.

The city is underfoot, flickering, flowing, dim, colorful flames.

The buzzing of cars also becomes lovely when the bird's-eye view is a scattered point in the dotted city.

Yang Kangyu greedily breathed the air on the top floor. The air mixed with the smell of the city is not fresh, but after being depressed, it can be regarded as refreshing.

Meng Wenjun put his hands on the railing and looked into the distance: "So happy?"

"You do not understand."

Meng Wenjun sneered: "I don't understand again?"

Yang Kangyu lowered his arms, looked into the distance, and said in a low voice: "When I was a child, they liked to gather in this hotel. Up to now, they always like to come to this hotel. It has been more than ten years, and the parties are always the same. It’s just as annoying. I always run here, and I can’t find anyone. It’s wide here, but the downstairs is cramped and aggrieved.”

"I thought you were a lively person."

"I like it. If I could choose, I would definitely not choose the group downstairs."

The night wind chilled the cheeks of the two of them, and also calmed the restless flame in their hearts.

Two completely different reasons, but the same involuntary situation.

The two stood silently without speaking, but they felt relieved tacitly in their hearts.

Even in this noisy hotel, isn't there such a person standing beside him.

Meng Wenjun took out his mobile phone and checked the time.

Yang Kangyu asked, "What time is it?"

"Eight fifty."

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Upon hearing the news, Yang Kangyu hurriedly dragged Meng Wenjun downstairs without stopping.Shao Rongguang told him the official start time of the banquet, which is still 10 minutes away.

"What's wrong? So anxious?"

"Officially, it opens at nine o'clock, I forgot."

When they were about to walk into the elevator, Yang Kangyu suddenly stopped.

Two familiar voices sounded not far away.

"Rongguang, it's true that Daewoo was brought up by you. But at that time, he wasn't a child anymore, he remembered things, he remembered home, didn't he sneak back home by himself?

If the family property of the Shao family falls into the hands of someone with a foreign surname, even if I go to see my ancestors, I will feel uneasy. "

With Mr. Shao's voice, Yang Kangyu should call him grandpa.

Shao Rongguang quickly said, "Dad, his surname has already been changed to Yang."

"The surname is Yang, isn't it also a foreigner? When you arrived at the Yang family, did you even forget our Shao family? A name can be changed at will. His surname is Zhang and Yang in his heart, are you sure? Even if he changes his surname to Shao, In the final analysis, if the same blood is not shed, it is difficult to guarantee that they are a family."

After the sound of the elevator sounded, the two people's voices were not heard again, so they must have entered the elevator.

After stopping for a few more breaths in the dark night, Meng Wenjun held Yang Kangyu's wrist, pulled him to stand in front of the elevator, and pressed the button.

He turned around and looked at the lonely Yang Kangyu, and guessed the general reason from the words of the two just now.

His hand slipped down from Yang Kangyu's wrist, and he squeezed his hand tightly, expressing relief:

"Come on, go downstairs and get what you want.