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"Interesting," said Sister Lu, one head and two older, "what's the fun?"

"Hurry up and think about what to do. How about calling Mr. Yan to admit your mistake?"

"Admit it?" Shen Zui stood up from the sofa, walked barefoot to the refrigerator, took out a broccoli and put it on the chopping board, "I won't just blame myself for the matter of chasing rumors."

"Then you have to do something," Sister Lu asked, "Boss Yan rarely speaks in person."

boom--

With a muffled bang, the broccoli fell apart from the roots, and the water droplets on the flower balls fell to the chopping board.

Sister Lu: "......"

"It's a bit difficult this time, I know." Shen Zui put down the kitchen knife nonchalantly, "So, if he won't let me do something, I will do something."

Sister Lu: "What are you doing?"

"I have to find someone to chase after me." Shen Zui took out a clean beige milk pot from the dishwasher, poured half a pot of water from the colander, put it on the induction cooker and boiled it over low heat.

"Tsk, Ji Chengyu is not bad."

"........."

While boiling the water, Shen Zui glanced at the phone again, but Yan Mingyang still didn't reply to the message.

People like Yan Mingyang will not be angry.

He just draws a line, bringing the distance between them back to something rusty and polite.

Yan Mingyang has always been like this, Shen Zui is very familiar.

He is willing to help the intoxicated within his ability, looks decent and generous, but is always sober and refuses to sacrifice himself.

What's even more exaggerated than back then is that Yan Mingyang doesn't enter that circle, but he still doesn't let Shen Zui go far.

Back then, Shen Xiaotu didn't call Yan Mingyang his elder brother from the very beginning.

At first, Xiao Tu only regarded this person as his good luck in this city.He naturally likes good-looking people, things and things. Yan Mingyang was handsome and sunny when he was young, and he talked well. It's hard for people not to be fascinated by him.

Xiaotu's mother, Axue whose occupation is unknown, often spends the whole morning in a coma.

Shen Xiaotu always wakes up very early, in the cool morning.

Like the rising sun, he was full of anticipation and joy every day, he happily slipped out the door, walked two full streets with his schoolbag on his back, and went to the riverside to find Yan Mingyang.

They often stayed in the pavilion there all day, until the sun melted gold and the clouds merged.

Yan Mingyang taught Xiaotu to do math problems, wrote templates for the model essays for the high school entrance examination, and read English to him.

Yan Mingyang seemed to be very worried about Xiaotu's bad memory, so he always wrote down every question that Xiaotu didn't know in detail, and asked him to save it for later.

Xiao Tu never calculated or memorized key points on the notes Yan Mingyang wrote for himself. He always took another piece of paper and attached it to the side.

Yan Mingyang also has a very beautiful handwriting, but he obviously doesn't care about it.

He often writes quickly, his handwriting is sloppy, and he doesn't pay attention to typesetting. The columns are not very neat, and it can only be said to be somewhat elegant.

Jiang Feng was warmed by the persistent sunlight.

The sound of the tide on the beach was pounding on the shore, and the sweat on the forehead and back was blown dry, causing a chill for a while.

Sometimes, Yan Mingyang needs to go back to school to attend classes.

In the summer vacation between the second year and the third year of high school, the school made up lessons like a guerrilla, so I could only take advantage of the days between the Nth and N+1th reports and suspensions to make up for it.

One morning, Shen Xiaotu was not very energetic after waking up.

Yan Mingyang said that he has to make up lessons these days, so he can't come to him.Shen Xiaotu could only do his homework at home, feeling as bored as the midsummer before the rainstorm.

During the summer vacation, there are elementary school students chasing and frolicking downstairs.The sound insulation of the houses here is very poor. Xiaotu sat by the window, wrote two papers, and got stuck on an oval.

He flipped through the notes left by Yan Mingyang. The paper was issued by Qishi No. [-] Middle School, with the school logo and zip code printed on it.

The dull little Tu suddenly had an idea.

Huh?He can't come to me, I can go to him!

Thinking of Yan Mingyang, Shen Xiaotu immediately regained his energy.He neatly dug out an old tourist map in the living room, and confirmed the location of Qishi No. [-] Middle School.

The owner of the rice noodle shop at the door always starts yelling 10 minutes before get out of class ends.Shen Xiaotu walked for a long time under the scorching sun at noon, his face was red and purple, and he was steaming all over, so he walked in timidly and wanted to turn on the air conditioner for a while.

"Eat rice noodles?" The boss greeted warmly.

Little Tu was a little hungry, but he still pursed his lips and shook his head.

The boss didn't chase him away either, he stood at the door and continued to yell.

The grades for summer tuition are only senior three, and students come out of the gate one after another at noon, and there are more people in the rice noodle shop.

Shen Xiaotu stood at the entrance of the rice noodle shop, facing the school gate.He waited for 15 minutes, and finally saw Yan Mingyang from a distance.

Yan Mingyang and a few classmates were casually flipping through the exercise booklet, as if they were still discussing the topic.

There was a girl next to him, who spoke happily, and it seemed that the two of them had a good relationship.

Shen Xiaotu suddenly felt a little lost in his heart.

Yan Mingyang's world is very big, he not only has himself.

Shen Xiaotu's waving hand lost all strength and hung in mid-air.

He only thought about coming to see Yan Mingyang, but never thought that Yan Mingyang might have other things to do.

Xiaotu was a little overwhelmed.

Halfway through the road, when Yan Mingyang was looking around at the car, his gaze fell on Xiaotu.

Little Tu's eyes lit up, and he waved his little hand again in an instant.

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a few seconds, a little surprised, and hurried over after the car left.

"How did you come?"

"Me," Shen Xiaotu found out that Yan Mingyang was not as happy as himself.He lowered his head and twisted his fingers, "I have a question that I can't do."

Yan Mingyang gestured to a few classmates, and everyone walked away, only the girl followed curiously.

"Yan Mingyang, who is this?"

Shen Xiaotu raised his head and glanced at Yan Mingyang.He was much shorter than Yan Mingyang at that time, so he could only look up.

"My distant cousin." Yan Mingyang said, pressing Xiaotu's shoulder, and walked into the shop, "Come on, I haven't eaten yet, this rice noodle is pretty good."

"What's your name?" While waiting for the meal, the girl spoke to Xiaotu very familiarly.

Xiao Tu lowered his head and remained silent.

The girl was not annoyed, but smiled instead.She pointed to her eyes, "I found that we all have beautiful single eyelids."

Shen Xiaotu: "..."

"My name is Jian Ya, and I'm your brother's classmate." Jian Ya was very friendly to Xiaotu, "What subject do you not know? You can ask me."

Shen Xiaotu shook his head.

Jian Ya smiled, and said to Yan Mingyang at the counter, "Yan Mingyang, your brother is so shy."

Yan Mingyang came over with three bowls of rice noodles on a plate, and took a look at Xiaotu.

"Brother." Xiao Tu bit his lower lip and whispered.

"Yeah." Yan Mingyang rubbed Xiaotu's head.

After that day, Yan Mingyang agreed that Shen Zui would come to find him at the school gate, and Shen Zui also began to call Yan Mingyang his brother.

But Shen Zui found himself very unhappy, getting more unhappy every day.

Why not be happy.

If there is such a brother, it is simply the happiest thing in the world.

No one will bully me again, and I will not be afraid of any difficulties.

Back then, Xiao Tu had persuaded himself for a long time, but the more he persuaded, the more depressed he became.

Yan Mingyang discovered this.

Within a few days, Qi City No. [-] Middle School was reported again for supplementary lessons, and Yan Mingyang was on vacation.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that Xiaotu was dazed writing the inscription, Yan Mingyang tapped him with a pen.

Xiao Tu came back to his senses, looking around in a daze.

"You need to concentrate on studying." Yan Mingyang said.

Xiaotu cast her eyes on Yan Mingyang, and pursed her lips.

Heartbeat only needs a small seed, and the whole world is full of fertile soil.No one can tell whether there is more silk wind or less dripping water that day, the fragile little thing under the ground will grow up by itself, and it will be out of control.

Xiaotu suddenly approached without a word, and kissed Yan Mingyang softly on the left cheek.

"What hobbies does Ji Chengyu have?" Shen Zui asked seriously.

Sister Lu was dumbfounded, "You are not. You,"

"Playing games." Shen Zui narrowed his eyes and remembered.

He bought an NS online, and started looking through the address book, "Sister Lu, do you have Ji Chengyu's WeChat?"

"No." Sister Lu looked at the calendar, anxiously turning around, "You're going to Chongqing in a few days, and the location shooting of "Lose Temperature" is about to start!"

"I know," Shen Zui didn't rush, "it's too late."

"........."

In the end, Shen Zui asked Liu Heng to get Ji Chengyu's WeChat.

He immediately sent a friend request.

As expected, Ji Chengyu did not pass.

The next day, NS, who was addicted to online shopping, arrived.

Shen Zui asked An An to register an account for herself and bought several popular games.

According to Shen Zui's requirements, the ones he bought were all difficult to clear.

"You still have a shoot tomorrow." Sister Lu said, "Also, the previous shoot has been released, so let's go and see it when we have time."

"are you going?"

"Go." Shen Zui was fiddling with the newly acquired NS without looking up.

He was waiting for this opportunity.

"Then what date?" Sister Lu asked.

Shen Zui put down the NS, thought for a while, "Ji Chengyu's magazine, has there been any activities recently? The one with a lot of people."

"........."

Sister Lu rolled her eyes, she heard that intoxication is not a good thing.

"I heard that there was a cooperation with a certain high-end luxury goods a few days ago." Sister Lu said, "But Mr. Yan will also be there that day. This cooperation is likely to be facilitated by him."

"Not that day, Ji Chengyu must not have time to talk to you."

"You mean, Yan Mingyang will go too?" Shen Zui sat up straight, and suddenly became interested.

It was a pleasant surprise.

"Yes." Sister Lu said earnestly, "But there are so many people present that day, the magazine will not agree to make an appointment on that day."

"It doesn't matter, just ask Yan Mingyang's secretary for an invitation card." Shen Zui's mouth slightly curved, and he began to plan, "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will find a chance to go to Ji Chengyu's place to explore the way."

"No." Sister Lu sat down beside Shen Zui, "I really don't understand, why do you insist on hitting yourself on the muzzle of the gun?"

"In case Boss Yan is really angry, you,"

"In close combat, the most dangerous thing is not fighting each other, but the other party not moving." Shen Zui bent his fingers against the tip of his lips, rubbing back and forth, "Yan Mingyang wants to get out of his body, dreaming!"

"........."