serious about love

On weekends, I go to learn how to drive, and when queuing up, I take a small book to memorize knowledge points. After waiting for a long time, he will find a place to make a paper.

With Jiang Muxing not by his side, he must be self-disciplined to have a good banquet.

When you want to play with your mobile phone, just think about yourself next year, and you will not dare to play.

When Yang Cong called, Yan Hao was reciting formulas in the shadow of the corner, and Doraemon's small electric fan was blowing on his face.

"Good brother, where is it?"

"Learning to drive."

"Depend on!"

Yang Cong yelled: "Nation|family|leader|leaders are not as busy as you."

Yan Hao took a small fan to blow away the tiny strands of hair sticking to his forehead: "Why are you calling me?"

Yang Cong yawned in the morning, very depressed: "I'm in the comprehensive training hall of T University, and Song Ran is also here, planning to call you."

Yan Hao said: "You two play."

Yang Cong asked, "Is it a day to learn how to drive?"

Yan Hao was not in a good mood: "I told you at least three times, your adolescence and old age have no boundaries, right?"

Yang Cong: "..."

"There's a new barbecue restaurant on Huayuan Road, it's getting hot at night."

It's good to have a date tonight, and what he said was: "I want to review."

Yang Cong rolled his eyes: "If you say that, then your birthday present this year will be May [-]rd."

"May [-]rd?" Yanhao said, "I read it in the bookstore during the summer vacation, and I didn't like it. Jiang Muxing also said that I don't really need one round."

"You can send me some real questions, within five or three years, other test questions and gold test papers, Jiang Muxing said that the teacher will copy and send them down, so you don't need to spend money."

"..."

Yang Cong was just joking, never thought that this guy would become serious, his face was full of black lines: "I really convinced you."

Yan Hao sat down on the ground, and suddenly said, "Brother, to be honest, I am very tired and bitter every day, but I am also very fulfilled."

The corner of Yang Cong's mouth twitched: "I don't know how to drink chicken soup, I think it's fishy, ​​so don't stew it, brother, save some firewood."

"I stewed it for myself to drink, and supplemented it occasionally to avoid malnutrition."

Yan Hao patted the ashes on his trouser legs, and drew out his voice: "When I am admitted to University A, I will..."

"Tell you something." Before he could say the words, Yang Cong answered in a mean-spirited manner: "Are you about to set foot on Dengxiantai?"

Yan Haohehe: "Yeah, watch your brother fly carefully."

Yang Cong didn't play tricks.

Xia Shui said before that the banquet has already been fought, and they want to wish him a dream come true.

-

Yang Cong made a "tsk", dream...

He remembered a line in "Shaolin Soccer", if a person has no dreams, what is the difference from a salted fish.

Fuck, why is there no difference?People who don’t have dreams are still human. Yang Cong was glad that he had not been brainwashed, and fell into deep thought involuntarily after a few seconds.

Or...he will find a dream to rush for another day?

Yan Hao turned off the small fan and stood up: "The coach called me, don't talk about it."

Before Yang Cong could respond, the phone was hung up, and he was cursing.

Song Ran unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and gulped down two big mouthfuls of water: "Why, you want to study after the banquet?"

Yang Cong stuffed his phone into his bag: "Learn to drive."

Song Ran's eyes behind the lenses widened in surprise, and said with emotion: "The banquet gave me a new understanding of the rich second generation."

Yang Cong squinted: "I can't?"

Song Ran gave him a look and let him comprehend it by himself.

"whispering sound."

Yang Cong opened the zipper of the tennis bag and said casually: "You guys are prejudiced against the rich second generation."

Song Ran put the lid on the mineral water: "It's not our fault. It's what your group did that left a fixed impression on the public. Objectively speaking..."

Yang Cong was impatient: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, let's play, hurry up."

Song Ran said slowly, "How much does this place cost per hour?"

Yang Cong fished out the racket: "Seventy or eighty."

Song Ran suspected that he heard it wrong: "How much?"

Yang Cong swung the racket: "You want me to say round to one hundred?"

"No," Song Ran couldn't accept it, "I just play golf, why is the fee so expensive?"

Yang Cong didn't take it seriously: "If it's less than a hundred, it's fine."

Song Ran pushed his glasses: "I don't think it's possible, the fee is quite unreasonable."

Yang Cong thought he was talking too much: "It's not your money that was spent, why do you have a heartache?"

"You told me the number, and I felt as if I had spent mine, and my heart ached so badly that I couldn't breathe."

Song Ran changed his leisurely attitude a moment ago, and quickly took the racket and walked to the other side of the block: "Hurry up, we have to spend every minute and every second on the ball."

Yang Cong: "..." Stupid.

Song Ran stood on the opposite side, still murmuring: "Brother, I'm just a weak scholar, please give way later."

"Weak scholar? I almost laughed out my fucking big teeth."

Yang Cong laughed shamelessly: "I don't know who turns on the microphone when attacking and defending, and roars like a horse that has been stabbed in the butt."

Song Ran: "..."

Who did the horse provoke?

-

Yanhao returned home after school in the evening and found that Jiang Muxing was not in the apartment, and he called with his shoes on.

Jiang Muxing answered quickly, and the background was noisy.

Yan Hao's expression changed when he heard the electronic music on the other end: "Where are you?"

Jiang Muxing said: "Qingcheng."

A little irritability welled up in Yan Hao's eyes: "It's not Wednesday, what are you doing there?"

He talked more and more, his tone was full of grievances and the haze that he tried his best to hide.

"Did you forget to promise to accompany me to a place? I'm back, you're not at home, what is this..."

Jiang Muxing shouted: "Good feast."

Yanhao was a little rushed: "Why?"

Jiang Muxing said in a low voice, "I just came here to resign."

Yan Hao was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't find Bei happily. He cleared his throat: "It won't be like last time, resign and go back, right?"

"I won't go back." Jiang Muxing said, "This decision has been made a long time ago. Originally, I wanted to wait until after your first major exam."

"That money the other day gave me some breathing room and I moved the date forward."

Jiang Muxing paused for a moment: "You have to go all out in the third year of high school, and as your tutor, so do I."

Yan Hao's heart was pounding, he licked the corner of his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse: "Squad leader, you have devoted yourself so much to me, I can't repay you."

According to the normal number of ways, the listener will jokingly say "Then let's make a promise with your body".

Jiang Muxing didn't, what he said was: "Then let's work hard."

"..."

Yan Hao rubbed off his right shoe with his left foot: "Have you finished your work yet?"

Jiang Muxing said, "I'm about to leave."

Yan Hao couldn't help jumping up for joy: "Then take your time on the road, we will set off when you come back."

-

Jiang Muxing ended the call, and the lines of his face looked soft under the light.

Huang Xu joked, "It's time to date."

Jiang Muxing did not deny it.

Huang Xu teased Jiang Muxing, but he didn't expect it to be so. He sat up and asked curiously, "How did Yan Xiaohao find out?"

Jiang Muxing didn't respond.

Huang Xu asked another way: "It stands to reason that you have evolved into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, so what else can't be tolerated?"

Jiang Muxing was still speechless.

Huang Xu leaned back on the sofa, and lazily said: "Since it has been exposed, let's fall in love on the tail of high school, and walk the last part of the road hand in hand."

Jiang Muxing stroked the glass in his hand: "It's not that simple."

Huang Xu guessed his concerns: "Xiaojiang, I am a person who does what I want, and I don't understand your well-drawn route. I follow the steps and be strict and cautious."

"However, I think, sometimes, a little change may bring some surprises that a careful plan does not have."

Jiang Muxing was silent for a long time: "The third year of high school is too critical, his foundation is not solid enough, and his current ability is far from his ambition, so he must concentrate on nothing else."

Huang Xu joked: "That's impossible, he has you in his heart."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

"Caring about it makes chaos, Xiao Jiang." Huang Xu gave him a suggestion, "If Yan Xiaohao is easily distracted, then you should find a way to keep him from distracting and prescribe the right medicine."

Jiang Muxing was thoughtful.

"Whether you want it or not, the matter has come to this point, you can only change your strategy in the tutoring area, trying to get Yan Xiaohao to have a boyfriend, but also let him study hard to prevent his grades from falling."

Huang Xu patted Jiang Muxing on the shoulder, "I think Yan Xiao's good temper is very suitable for encouraging teaching."

Jiang Muxing turned sideways: "Encouraging teaching?"

Huang Xu nodded: "Set small goals and give him a reward every time he achieves one. He will feel that studying is no longer hard, and math problems are all sugar. Maybe he will be several times more active than before."

Jiang Muxing frowned: "Where are there so many rewards?"

"It's so much that you can't use it up in your third year of high school."

Huang Xu stroked his blond hair lazily a few times, and counted with his fingers: "One kiss, two kisses, and N kisses like this, and then there is one hug, two hugs, the method is the same as above."

"There are also forehead kisses, eye kisses, nose kisses, mouth kisses, dry kisses, wet kisses..."

Jiang Muxing's face turned black when he heard it, but the roots of his ears were burning red.

-

Around seven o'clock, Yanhao took Jiang Muxing to a casual restaurant.

Just as Yan Hao was about to go in, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Yang Cong and Song Ran, who were still near the door.

Jiang Muxing also saw it, and what he cared about was the boy who moved behind him: "What are you hiding?"

Yan Hao said with a depressed face: "I told Yang Cong that I have to review at night, if we go in, he will definitely find out."

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows: "Combine work with rest."

The banquet is good and silent.

Jiang Muxing: "Speak."

Yan Hao hesitated for a long time: "But I don't want four people to go together."

Jiang Muxing's Adam's apple rolled: "Then change to another one."

Yan Hao wiped the ground with the soles of his shoes: "I don't want to change."

Jiang Muxing didn't understand his persistence: "Isn't there only tea in it?"

Yan Hao blurted out: "There are desserts!"

I came here specifically for it.

Yan Hao didn't say this sentence, it was written in his eyes.

Jiang Muxing: "..."

Yan Hao raised his face and smiled to prevent Jiang Muxing from noticing his disappointment: "Forget it, monitor, I won't go in today, let's talk about it next time."

Jiang Muxing said abruptly, "You don't like me when you're young."

Yan Hao didn't understand what it meant, so he followed Jiang Muxing subconsciously, and saw him walk into the restaurant, greet Song Ran, and be invited to the same table.

Yang Cong didn't like Jiang Muxing, not so much because he hated it, but because he was on guard. He always felt that the other party gave him small supplementary lessons, not for the tuition fee, nor for the love of his classmates, but for other purposes.

It was precisely because of the delay in finding out Mingtang that Yang Cong was disgusted with Jiang Muxing. The enemy was too powerful, so he would be very fucked up.

Almost as soon as Jiang Muxing entered, Yang Cong's face turned stinky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Comrade Song Ran, an old teammate in the game and a new buddy in reality, chatted with Jiang Muxing. Yang Cong lost his little friend and fought alone. He drank a few cups of tea like a cow, called Song Ran and left.

The whole process took no more than 5 minutes.

Yanhao was dumbfounded, the phone in his pocket rang, and Jiang Muxing's voice reached his ears: "Okay, come in."