After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

In the evening, the sunset follows the breeze.

Dong Chuanlin stepped out of the study door and couldn't help letting out a long sigh.Behind him, Chen Suiyang closed the door and strode to keep up with him.

"Serving these children every day is more tiring than frying medicine for a day." Dong Chuanlin said angrily: "Do you think Director Qin came to punish us on purpose?"

Watching them repeat boring training every day is barely easy, but the problem is that they can't practice well every day, they have to re-teach every day, and they have to go to the study room after work to do daily summary reports.

Why did he feel that he didn't have to work so hard as an apprentice?

Of course he forgot that the person who taught him these basic knowledge when he was an apprentice was this wise and good-natured friend beside him.

The enlightenment master Chen Suiyang, who was forgotten by Dong Chuanlin, was at a loss: "No, the juniors are very easy to get along with. The supervisor must have different ideas when doing this. You need to be more patient."

"I... forget it."

Dong Chuanlin waved his hand, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, the more you mention it, the more sad you will be." It is more reliable for him to digest it by himself.

Where escape is the solution, Chen Suiyang enthusiastically taught him how to take care of his younger brother.

"Junior brother just came here not long ago. He is not familiar with everything here. It is normal to be slow to accept. Don't ask too much."

Dong Chuanlin smiled wryly.

Yes, I have been here for more than half a month, and I haven't learned the most basic things yet. This ability to accept is also extraordinary.

"Slow down when explaining, speak in detail, and they will understand after repeating it a few times."

Dong Chuanlin nodded indiscriminately, thinking to himself—it's like a repeater, how can they not understand.

"It's very irrational for you to talk about Lu Zhiqing crying this afternoon, you should..."

Dong Chuanlin frowned and raised his voice: "Who told whom to cry? Is this my fault?"

"I'm not saying you're at fault, but you shouldn't have scolded him so harshly, you should..."

"Suiyang," Dong Chuanlin called him suddenly, and Chen Suiyang turned his head in a daze, "Speak honestly, am I really fierce? Or are they too fragile."

Chen Suiyang was speechless, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his head and smiled stiffly.

"I'm not careful enough, I'm impatient, I don't know how to teach others, I admit all of these, it's because I didn't do well enough." Dong Chuanlin calmly said, "But if you say that I made people cry, I don't admit it. "

He walked forward slowly, looking into the distance as if he was remembering, "We only teach them for one month, and there are about ten days left before the master Zhang will officially take over."

Dong Chuanlin stopped to look at him, and said in an unhurried voice, "Have you forgotten what kind of temper Mr. Zhang is in?"

Chen Suiyang was startled, and then smiled wryly: "How can I forget this."

He was the team leader of the apprentices that year, and he and Chief Zhang reported and discussed everything. He knew his temper best.

It's not that Mr. Zhang has a bad temper, or how irritable, he can only be regarded as a strict mentor.But at that time, all the apprentices were afraid of him. As long as there was a test, the apprentices would work hard for fear that they would fall behind.

After staying here for a long time, Chen Suiyang discovered that it was not only their apprentices who were in that year who were afraid of Mr. Zhang, but the apprentices who were in every year were afraid of him.

The main reason is Mr. Zhang's strict requirements and undisguised frankness.

He never curses, only for the things you do.Right is right, wrong is wrong, there is no feeling at all.

At the beginning, Dong Chuanlin was stuffed in temporarily, and the progress fell a lot, and the reprimand from Mr. Zhang was not uncommon.

Thinking about when he was reprimanded and his face was flushed, and he was still practicing repeatedly, Chen Suiyang couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's not that he's impatient, it's just that he doesn't want to.

The embarrassing topic brought the atmosphere down to the bottom, and the two became silent.

Dong Chuanlin Qing coughed twice, not wanting to think about such a heavy topic anymore, so he found a topic to talk about casually.

"What's the name of the apprentice you were crying about just now? What is it?"

Chen Suiyang said, "Lu Zhiqing."

"Hey, this name is really interesting. When I first heard it, I thought he and Lu Zhiming were in the same family."

The format of the name is the same, but the appearance of the two is too different.

"Yes, they are brothers." Chen Suiyang nodded, "Don't you know? I thought you knew that's why I was impatient with him..."

Dong Chuanlin couldn't help but smile, "Do I look like such a ruthless person? I'm still playing tricks on the whole family. I really don't know. There are a lot of things when I come back, and no one tells me."

Chen Suiyang apologized embarrassingly, and smiled: "I didn't know that one night when I came back from the supervisor, I happened to see the lights on in the cutting room, so I secretly opened the window. I glanced at it, and it was just the two of them, and I heard Lu Zhiqing calling his brother."

"The two of them are quite low-key, and they haven't revealed their relationship at all." Dong Chuanlin thought about it, and said again: "What are they doing in the pharmacy? Open a small stove?"

Chen Suiyang nodded, "It seems so."

"That shouldn't be the case... How can you reach this level by teaching both sides together?"

Although Lu Zhiming said that frying medicine was a little weaker, his medicine cutting skills were much better than the two of them.Since he was assigned to the pharmacy, his status has risen rapidly, and he is now the top among the young people in the pharmacy.

Which of the master chefs in the pharmacy mentioned that he didn't praise him, and even laughed at himself that the medicine he had cut for decades was not as good as a young boy.

Chen Suiyang: "I don't understand that either."

Could it be that they are keeping a low profile?Dong Chuanlin thought about it one way or another.

……

After dinner, Han Song said that he was too full to eat and wanted to go out for a walk.

The two went out amid Aunt Han's teasing smile.

"Your excuse is too bad, Aunt Han is laughing at us." Dong Chuanlin shook his hand, and did not break away as expected.

"Then you will say it next time."

"I don't." Dong Chuanlin said confidently, "You are the one who wants to go out on a date. Why do you want me to tell you? I'm not stupid."

Han Song laughed, "It's not you and me?"

"Of course, love is the most important thing to pay attention to details, okay? You haven't seen how domineering presidents in those romantic idol dramas coax the heroine into favor. No one likes it casually."

"There are no romantic idol dramas here." Han Song thought for a while and added: "I haven't watched it before."

Dong Chuanlin gave him a white look, "Ghost letter."

In modern times, even if you don’t specifically look for romantic dramas to watch, you can get in touch with them on weekdays. Modern society is not the current deep mountains and old forests, and everything has to be passed on by word of mouth.

Clutching his palm, Han Song said: "I may have seen it when I was very young, but I have forgotten it now."

That's more or less.

Dong Chuanlin withdrew his eyes and raised his chin to look at the stars in the sky.

He was engrossed in watching it, and when he was thinking about which one was the Cowherd and Vega, he felt an itchy touch again in his palm.

"Don't make trouble."

Didn't you see him looking at the stars, scratching why.Dong Chuanlin thought impatiently, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the words fell, he fell into a hot embrace.

"Didn't you just call it a date? Patronizing on looking at the stars is called a date?" Dong Chuanlin couldn't help trembling with the same hot breath as his embrace sprayed on Dong Chuanlin's face.

When he stabilized his mind and was about to speak, the man took a step ahead.

Han Song's fingers rested on his waist, raised and lowered, as if playing a beautiful nocturne.His voice was a little low, "You are the film king, why don't you teach me what to do."

"Huh?" Dong Chuanlin was puzzled, what should I teach?

Han Song was serious, "Teach me how to win the favor of beauties like a domineering president."

"..."

Dong Chuanlin smiled disgustedly, held his face and spat out two words affectionately, "Idiot."

After finishing speaking, he immediately bent down and got out from under his arms, and made a face at him, "Let me teach you how to coax me? I'm not stupid, there is no such thing as cheap. You go and think about it slowly!"

In the bright moonlight and the starry sky, we watched the two play together.

For a while, they stick together and cuddle, and for a while they dislike each other and fight, adding a little more joy to the silent night.

Tired from playing around, Dong Chuanlin walked lazily with his arm in his arms, almost putting all his weight on him.

Han Song suggested: "How about I carry you back?"

There is still a short distance from his room, and it cannot be reached in one or two steps.

"No." Dong Chuanlin refused after thinking about it, "I just like this, it's comfortable."

Han Song didn't say anything, just looked down at him from time to time, looked up for a while and smiled for a while every time, it was inexplicable.

"Fool." Dong Chuanlin smiled mercilessly.

Walking to the door, Dong Chuanlin let go of his hand mercilessly, and winked at him, "The date is over today, the service is barely qualified, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. You have to keep working hard."

He was about to turn around when he was pulled back again.

"Is it just barely?"

Warm lips fell on the forehead, the corners of the eyes, and the bridge of the nose, and his voice gradually became hoarse, "How can I be satisfied?"

Dong Chuanlin grinned, but was cut off as soon as he opened his mouth.

The tongue nimbly drilled in, the lips were caught, sucked repeatedly, and the body became half limp.

The two kissed intently, making embarrassing noises.

In the ecstasy, a collision sound joined in.

Han Song withdrew immediately, looking warily in the direction of the sound.

Dong Chuanlin breathed out loudly, cursing in his heart——Chen Suiyang, what the hell is going on if he doesn't sleep well, the good atmosphere has been disturbed.

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Dong Chuanlin: You don’t even let me have a good kiss on Children’s Day. Are you still your mother? !