bad kid

At 05:30 in the afternoon, the experimental middle school is over.

Students flocked out, and the doorway was crowded with vendors selling omelettes, stinky tofu, multigrain pancakes, and grilled squid.

Yan Yue took out his mobile phone and found that Ruan Zhimu had transferred him 30 yuan.

Then I saw the WeChat message from Ruan Zhimu:

[There is a wedding tonight, I will go back later, you can buy some bread yourself. 】

Yan Yue stared at the 30 yuan for a few seconds before refilling it into the game account.

Yan Yue replied: [Address? 】

Ruan Zhimu was probably a little busy, so he replied a voice message: "What are you doing, why do you want to come to me. Don't find fault, stay at home and do your homework,"

The background sound is very noisy, filled with the voices of men and women, probably the wedding scene, and the pre-arrangement rehearsal is being done.

Yan Yue sent him a voice: "I'm hungry."

Ruan Zhimu: "Didn't I transfer 30 yuan to you just now?"

Yan Yue: "It's already used up."

Send him a screenshot of the game recharge interface.

Ruan Zhimu: "You're fucking looking for something for me again, aren't you?"

He returned in a hurry, not noticing that the family members of the groom beside him were on the phone with their friends, and shouted out the wedding address.

Just when I was about to withdraw, I saw Yan Yue's reply.

"receive."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

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About half an hour later, Yan Yue arrived at the wedding scene.

The wedding was held in a hotel. After the wedding ceremony, there was a dinner party. Drinks and beverages were lined up on the edge of the venue, and the staff were arranging flower arrangements and tableware table by table.

Yan Yue was tall, long-legged and fair-skinned, so he became the focus of the audience.

Ruan Zhimu had no choice but to introduce to the bride and groom that this was his younger brother who had just come over after school.

The bride is a bold and generous owner of a hairdressing shop. She said that there are so many dishes on the dinner menu, and she can’t finish them anyway, so she asked the chef to fry a plate of fried rice with eggs in advance, accompanied by a small plate of fried pork with garlic sprouts, and asked Yan Yue to sit in the background and eat. .

Ruan Zhimu thanked: "It's troublesome."

The bride waved her hand, took the groom's hand and went to the front hall to welcome the guests.

The bride's makeup is heavy, but she can still see the traces of time on her face, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes are quite deep.

In comparison, the groom on her arm seems to be much younger, with broad shoulders and long legs, with a graceful tree facing the wind.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the wedding officially began.

Ruan Zhimu entered the state of chicken blood as soon as he worked, mobilizing the passion of his whole body to heat up the scene, jumping and jumping, joking and booing at the right time when the bride and groom kissed, violently sensational when the parents of both parties came on stage, and the atmosphere in the scene When it's a little colder, arrange small games to activate the atmosphere.

Yan Yue stood at the back of the venue, leaning against the wall, watching Ruan Zhimu who was working hard.

Occasionally, when the eyes meet, Ruan Zhimu's eyes will stay for two seconds, then move away quickly, and concentrate on continuing his work.

The hotel staff whispered: "Look at this master of ceremonies, it is not easy to earn this money, jumping and jumping on it is like a clown, if you want to sing and imitate the show, you have to do magic tricks, I don't know how much money you can get."

Another person echoed: "How much money you earn depends on the employer's mood. If you are in a good mood, give more."

"This is also a meal for youth. I can do it for a few years. I guess I won't be able to hold it when I get older."

"Yeah, it hurts so much."

"I have a relative who does this, and he likes to smoke and drink. After working for a few years, his body collapsed. He said he got throat cancer, and he passed away within a few years."

As he was talking vigorously, he felt a sharp gaze coming from beside him, and when he turned his head to look, he was startled by the boy.

Yan Yue handed him the finished plate, and said in a low voice, "Please clean it up."

"oh oh."

Yan Yue withdrew his gaze and continued to watch the wedding in a calm manner.

The staff member came to his senses and noticed that something was wrong. Why was the boy born with a commanding attitude? Although he said "troublesome", his attitude was not polite at all.

He glared at the boy displeasedly, but didn't dare to say anything more.

It was past ten o'clock when the wedding ended, the bride and groom were very satisfied, and the bride even wrapped a big red envelope for Ruan Zhimu.

Ruan Zhimu grinned happily, and solemnly stuffed the red envelope into the innermost layer of the wallet.

Walking out from the hotel, colorful decorative balloons are scattered on the ground.

Ruan Zhimu has been a little overworked these days, and his voice has finally become hoarse, and hissed as soon as he opened his mouth, like a sieve.

Ruan Zhimu: "You said you... hiss... it would be nice to stay at home and do your homework, you must come here..."

Yan Yue: "Stop talking."

Ruan Zhimu: "Do you think my voice is ugly?"

Yan Yue frowned: "Doesn't your throat hurt?"

Ruan Zhimu laughed straight: "What is this? Last year when the Lido Commercial Street opened, I ran for seven days straight and almost lost half of my life. Today is considered easy."

Yan Yue: "I can't host the event because my voice is hoarse. I'll see where you cry."

Ruan Zhimu didn't take it seriously: "Drink rock sugar pears for three days to moisten your throat, and add three meals a day for fat sea, and you'll be fine in a few days."

Walking to a place with few people, Ruan Zhimu said mysteriously: "Have you noticed the bride and groom today? The bride is 37 years old and the groom is 25 years old."

Yan Yue was not interested: "Oh."

Ruan Zhimu: "When I was preparing backstage, I heard a lot of exciting content. The bride is the owner of five local hair salons. Today is the third marriage, and the groom is an apprentice in her shop. His education is average, but I can't stand being handsome, and I got married after dating my boss for a month. It is said that I was quite slutty before getting married, and I changed my girlfriend every month."

Even the hoarse voice couldn't stop Ruan Zhimu's vigorous gossip.

Yan Yue: "Isn't this just taking care of the little boy?"

Ruan Zhimu: "It's so ugly... I think it's good that men want rich women and looks, and each takes what they need. The woman is shrewd at first sight, not the kind of love that gets carried away and is fooled by muddleheadedness." A person who walks away from the family; although the man was a little promiscuous before, he obeyed the woman's dialect and was very well-behaved. So one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

Yan Yue watched coldly: "You can understand other people's affairs."

Ruan Zhimu: "Listen to this, why does it seem that there is something in the words."

Yan Yue: "It's understandable for one party to support the other party and give money and treatment. If it's not a nurturing relationship, one party keeps sending money to the other party."

Ruan Zhimu turned his head and looked at Yan Yue who was expressionless.

Ruan Zhimu: "Is there such a fool?"

"Of course there is," Yan Yue said, "The idiot still presides over weddings in the middle of the night to earn extra money, and his voice is hoarse."

Ruan Zhimu finally realized: "Are you talking about me?"

His heart was beating a little faster.

The house is such a big place, so if you make a phone call at home, you will inevitably bump into Yan Yue. There were a few times when Zhan Zihang complained to him about lack of money, and Yan Yue seemed to have overheard him.

The problem is, in the context just now, the bride and groom are clearly in a relationship, and Yan Yue probably doesn't know his relationship with Zhan Zihang.

Such an analogy is very subtle.

Ruan Zhimu didn't speak for a while.

Yan Yue: "Are you guilty?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Why am I guilty, I borrowed money from Zhan Zihang, but we have no other relationship."

Yan Yue raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the relationship? Aren't you classmates? When did I say you have other relationships?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue: "What I said clearly is that the two parties are not in a nurturing relationship. Why do you have to substitute yourself? There must be a limit to excess self-awareness."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Hold.

Well, he was indeed guilty, because he didn't want Yan Yue to find out, and he automatically thought that his words had some deep meaning.

Ruan Zhimu: "Okay, it's not me you're talking about, I'm just pretending to be sentimental, just pretend I didn't hear you."

He quickened his pace and pushed Yan Yue away a little.

Walking around the corner, without paying attention, I bumped into a fat man in a T-shirt.

The man was drunk, as if he drank too much wine at some banquet, his eyes were blurred, and his steps were frivolous.

Ruan Zhimu apologized, turned away and made way.

The man suddenly stretched out his hand, squeezed his buttocks, and said with a smile, "College student?"

There was a buzzing in Ruan Zhimu's head.

It's the first time to be raped by a man in such a big life.

Before he could react, there was a sudden shout from beside him, and a figure jumped over, knocking the man down with an uppercut.

Ruan Zhimu took a closer look, and lost his voice: "Yan Yue!"

The author says:

Yan Yue: It is my duty to protect my wife's buttocks