he's just my boyfriend

"Just finished class?" the person opposite asked.

Tao Fang reached out and clicked on the "Scientific Beauty Practice" that he threw on the table: "Elective."

"I was looking for you when I was preparing for the professional conference, but you didn't go."

Naturally, students of all grades in the entire major have to participate in the professional conference.

If he hadn't been thinking about Tao Fang, Zuo Linjun wouldn't have gone at all. Who knew that he was so unrestrained, so he let himself go for nothing, and listened to the dean's pressure for two hours.

Zuo Linjun closed the notebook in front of his desk, put it aside together with the signature pen in his hand, and looked at Tao Fang with complicated eyes: "Your matter... I told them, tomorrow will Get together tonight, I invite you."

"Row."

Tao Fang had to say that he should be the host of this breakup meal, but since Zuo Linjun wanted to come by himself, he had no objection.

I just don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this person's gourd. After eating a meal, I have to grab him and talk to him face to face?

Tao Wang looked at it, probably because he came to ask him for reimbursement, after all, for them now, that is not a small amount.

Sure enough, Zuo Linjun started: "The last film has already been filmed."

Tao Mian nodded.

It's rare that Zuo Linjun didn't go around this time: "How much did they give you in the end?"

Tao Fang had no expression, looked at him and said nothing.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to ask you for money." Zuo Linjun frowned, subconsciously reached under the table, trying to reach for cigarettes from his pocket, "I won't ask you for a penny."

Tao Fang waited until he lit the cigarette in his mouth before responding.

He stretched out two fingers to Zuo Linjun.

Zuo Linjun's nose fluttered, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, holding a cigarette with his left hand on the table, looking at him through the white mist: "Twenty thousand?"

Tao Fang didn't even move his eyebrows, and said calmly, "20."

The cigarette that Zuo Linjun was about to hand to his mouth suddenly stopped in mid-air. He wiped his face fiercely, and his voice was unbelievable: "...you slept with Director Chen?"

Tao Fang raised the corners of his lips silently, looked out of the window full of night, as if he was amused by Zuo Linjun: "It's not two hundred million, what about me?"

"Then why would I prescribe so much for you alone?" Zuo Linjun asked quickly, his eyes fixed on him.

Tao Fang leaned on the back of the chair and adjusted a more comfortable posture, stretching his legs: "Exceeded your expectations?"

Zuo Linjun nodded bluntly, and said: "I expect 15 to [-], spend [-]/[-] to [-]/[-] on them, and we will share the rest."

Today, Zuo Linjun seemed to have changed his sex, and Tao Fang couldn't help but want to go behind his ear to see if someone had pasted a skin to impersonate him.

But let's forget about the rest of them sharing this kind of talk, Tao Fang is like a mirror in his heart.

If he hadn't made an impromptu attack back then, and the nearly [-] yuan fell into Zuo Linjun's hands, Tao Fang would have known with his eyes closed that at most this person would be sent away with [-] yuan per person.

"The team is Director Chen's team, and the Folding Fan House didn't pay them, but Director Chen paid for it himself." Tao Fang didn't hide anything, and told the truth directly.

Zuo Linjun immediately became suspicious again.

Seeing him, Tao Fang almost strangled his own neck, forcing him to admit his adultery with Director Chen.

"For us, this is a good fat order, but it is not enough to put it in Director Chen's team." Tao Fang smiled, "People are basically regular members. If there are fewer orders, they will naturally make up for them. , these two days are just a joke."

It's not that Tao Fang was fooling Zuo Linjun with empty words, there was still a late stage member of Director Chen's group lying on his WeChat.

"And I used the cut version of the film." Tao Fang added, "36 minutes and [-] seconds."

In fact, Tao Fang only got [-] at the beginning, and the rest of the [-] was replenished to him after the Fan Pavilion received a good response after handing over the completed pieces.

That's the reason, that's right, Zuo Linjun tried his best to win the order because of this reason.

In the eyes of others, the fly meat is not enough to fit between the teeth, but it is enough for them to digest it for a while.

Zuo Linjun sucked a few cigarette butts, squinted at him: "Did you cut it?"

Knowing why this person questioned his ability to edit films, Tao Fang exchanged his legs that were stacked up and down, and raised his chin slightly: "How much money do you pay, how much work do you do, there is nothing wrong with it."

Some time ago, Dakui only saw that Tao Fang always liked to hug the computer and nest on the bed, but he didn't know that Tao Fang moved all the clothes on and off the bed and table to the bedside, plugged in the earphones and focused on the film.

He was afraid that he would drive Da Kui and Xiao Song crazy if he edited the film without plugging in the earphones like he usually listens to music.

As if choked by Tao Fang's words, Zuo Linjun held his cigarette butt in his mouth and remained silent for a long while.

Tao Fang gestured to him again, but this time he only stretched out one finger, and said leisurely: "A piece of [-] pieces must be different from a piece of [-]."

Anyway, it wasn't the first time Tao Fang brought up that Zuo Linjun's salary was low, but this time there was an extra comparison object.

The two sat quietly for a while, Tao Fang glanced at the time, it was getting late, and he didn't want to hang out with him any longer: "So what are you calling me for?"

What Zuo Linjun had prepared earlier had to be reworked because of Tao Fang's previous words: "I want to talk to you about the future."

Tao Mian tilted his head and gave a playful smile: "In the future?"

"In the future, we will settle orders." Zuo Linjun said, "If we are too busy, we may still find you."

Tao Fang raised his eyebrows and said bluntly, "What about the price?"

As soon as the voice finished speaking, I felt the mobile phone in my pocket vibrate. I guess it was turned off automatically due to lack of battery.

"You drive." Zuo Linjun said.

Tao Wang looked at him for a while, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

It wasn't until Zuo Linjun felt that he was going to refuse that he answered, "Let's see when the time comes."

Zuo Linjun tightened his fingers holding the cigarette, but Tao Fang didn't look at him anymore, and got up directly: "I have to go back to wash my hair and take a shower. If there is nothing else, I will leave first. I will contact you on WeChat tomorrow."

Tao Fang, who walked out of the college building, only felt that the autumn air was refreshing, and he didn't think it was cool at night.

It turned out that it was Zuo Linjun who talked to him in the tone of "depending on your mood", but now it's the other way around, and the feeling is almost as good as when he used Fang Qi to scold Zuo Linjun last time.

Before stepping into the door of the dormitory, Tao Fang still remembered to call Fang Qi to ask about the official account.

As a result, Dakui yelled as soon as he entered the door: "Hurry up! You are back, ready to grab the red envelope!"

"Grab the red envelope? Who is off the order?" Tao Fang quickly plugged in the phone.

"Old horse." Xiao Song held the mobile phone in his hand in the same posture as Da Kui, guarding the class.

The atmosphere immediately became tense. Tao Fang looked at his slow-starting mobile phone with hatred, and clasped his fingers on his knees: "He just got out of the order??? There was no news at all before."

Da Kui stared at the screen and said, "I haven't taken it off yet, I'm going to take it off tomorrow."

"Huh?" Tao Mian laughed, what kind of rhythm is this, "Give out red envelopes before you take them off?"

"Isn't Lao Ma celebrating his birthday tomorrow? He said that he would send a red envelope to save his character for tomorrow's confession." Dakui seemed to be reluctant to find energy to explain to Tao Fang.

"Awesome, can play." Tao Fang finally looked forward to the unlock page after booting.

It took two swipes in a row to open the lock screen, and while swiping into WeChat, he asked Dakui if he had sent the red envelope.

"It's about to be released, they are urging the old horse to make a big one!" Dakui was very excited.

Tao Fang was still anxiously waiting to enter the class dialog box.

"Posted."

At the moment when Song Muqing reported the time, Tao Fang just got in and swiped out the red envelope.

"Fuck! Three yuan for one!" Da Kui was startled.

"Twenty-five cents..." Song Muqing was helpless, this black hand.

Only Tao Fang did not report the number, but said with emotion: "How much he must have posted..."

"How much did you rob?" Song Muqing asked him.

Tao Bin paused: "Four dollars and five dollars."

Da Kui: "..."

Song Muqing: "..."

A total of 50 red envelopes of [-] yuan were distributed, and Tao Fang grabbed [-] yuan by himself.

After grabbing the red envelopes in the class, they first gave the old horse a wave of "Chong Duck!!!!", and then urged Tao to avoid giving out the red envelopes.

- I live on four dollars and five!

-Brother Fang is sending out red envelopes!

- Wait for Boss Tao.

-Brother Fang, let Brother Fang send out red envelopes in groups!

……

Tao Fang smiled, and greeted Dakui and Song Muqing in advance: "Get ready."

The next moment Tao Mian's red envelope unexpectedly appeared in the class -- "99" was written on the red envelope.

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, Dakui and Song Muqing uttered "Fuck" together, and immediately made a move.

Tao Fang also slowly ordered a red envelope to see his luck.

Yo, it's more than four yuan.

"How much did you steal?" Tao Fang asked curiously.

Da Kui: "Two seven yuan."

Song Muqing: "...Ba Mao."

"Pfft——" Tao Fang was taken aback by Song Muqing's African aura, "There's no one else with your black hands."

Looking at it again, all kinds of emoticons have been posted in the class, all of which are kneeling down to Boss Tao Fangtao.

Tao Mian distributed a total of [-] packages, and at a glance, each of them basically cost two or three yuan.

On behalf of the majority of students, Da Kui asked out his heartfelt voice: "How much money did you send, my God."

"Didn't I write it all, Jiujiu." Tao Man smiled casually.

Dakui and Song Muqing immediately gave him the same thumbs up.

-Wait for the big red envelope that Lao Ma confesses his success tomorrow

After Tao Fang sent out a word, a long queue immediately formed below, swiping the screen in unison.

Lao Ma said that he would sincerely extend an invitation to friends who are free tomorrow night, saying that he would sing to liberate the soul that was suppressed in the midterm exam, and wanted everyone to witness his successful confession together.

This turned the group upside down again.

so exciting?Can you still watch the old horse confess?If you don't have time, you have to squeeze out time to join in the fun!

I don't know who was in the middle and was the first to ask Tao Fang to bring Fang Qi with him, anyway, everyone responded.

There was nothing he could do about Tao Fang's fuss with this group of people, so he took a screenshot of Fang Qi with his mouth bent.

- Calling party total.

Probably the mobile phone is at hand, and there are almost seconds to reply.

-What time is it?

- You must be off work. I have to have dinner with Zuo and the others tomorrow. Come and go with me after I finish eating.

Fang Qi typed out "yes" first, and then he deleted it.

-oj

To make Tao Fang laugh so hard, I found a moving picture of two little people with hook lines kissing and sent it to him.

He threw the screenshots of the chat records between himself and Fang Qi into the class, ignored all kinds of dogs coming out from below, and rushed into the bathroom as soon as possible, as if he was a brand new person when he came out.

Hmm... I just feel like I forgot something?

Tao Fang fell asleep a few minutes late that night because of "this little thing", feeling that he was in a bad position.

The author has something to say: I sincerely invite everyone to go to my WB to appreciate Tao Tao's emoticons