Jiangxin Poplar

Jiang Cheng thought to himself, apart from some old houses, there are wastelands, small forests, rivers and so on. It is clear and cold, and the humidity is still heavy in the early morning. I know this place well."

"Don't you have a headache?"

After such a reminder, Jiang Cheng remembered that there was such a thing, and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Yang Yulang patted him on the shoulder: "Go in."

Jiang Cheng didn't. He immediately walked in front of him, turned his head and walked backwards, and said, "I'm already awake, and I can't sleep when I go back. Let the wind blow to sober up."

Yang Yulang shook his head, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

Jiang Cheng took him through a piece of wasteland. The green grass used to be withered and yellow, and the melodious chirping and singing of insects could not be heard. After passing this section, he walked towards a grove of reeds, and there was a pond behind it.

Looking at the calm water surface, Jiang Cheng picked up a stone from the ground, bent over and threw it out. The stone swung four times on the water surface before falling into the water. It was so beautiful!

Seeing Yang Yulang's surprised look on his face, he picked up another flat stone and handed it to him: "Give me a hand."

Yang Yulang took the stone, but didn't throw it out, and said sincerely, "I don't know how to do it."

It's good if you don't, Jiang Cheng rarely feels that he still has some strengths, so he walked over and said: "It's not difficult, just pinch your two fingers like this, lean back, bend over and half squat, and throw it hard towards the water. "

Hearing him say this seemed quite simple, but Yang Yulang threw it vigorously, but saw the stone fall directly into the water with a bang, and the water rippled in circles.

Jiang Cheng picked up another stone and handed it over, approached him and taught him: "Look, this way, yes, lower it, and throw it with force."

Yang Yulang threw it along, but it still failed.

Jiang Cheng quickly picked up another piece: "Hurry up, I've basically grasped the key points, try a few more times." He grabbed the back of Yang Yulang's cold hand and pressed down.

Yang Yulang glanced back at him, only to realize that the two of them were too fucking close, so close they were almost touching their faces.

Jiang Cheng's heart beat violently a few times, and pretending to be calm, he stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and said, "The reed hair flew on his head."

Naturally, Yang Yulang didn't look to see if he was really plucking some reed hair, turned around and continued to play with the water. After trying many times, he finally made two water waves on the water surface.

Jiang Cheng clapped his hands: "Yes, that's it, come again."

The two of them got so excited about playing that they couldn't pick up any stones on the ground behind them, so they had to throw them away.

Going back to the hut, the three in the inner room were still sleeping like dead dogs. Jiang Cheng didn't call them, but took the helmet key and sent Yang Yulang back.

Once a novice and second acquaintance, he took the helmet and put it on Yang Yulang's head, fastened it quickly, stepped on the broken motorcycle with two pairs of long legs, and asked, "Go back to the apartment?"

Seeing Yang Yulang nodding, he said again: "How about I take you to have breakfast first? I know a beef noodle restaurant, which is very delicious."

Yang Yulang nodded again.

Jiang Cheng smiled brightly, and the scooter drove out at high speed.

From now on, everything will be as usual, Jiangcheng will go to class every day as usual, after class, go to Yang Yulang’s to make up lessons on weekends, learn photography whenever he has free time, hide under the covers at night and read English version of erotic/erotic novels, and memorize words in a small book while reading, the dictionary can’t be turned. Stop, there is no imaginary emotional surge that is difficult to control, only endless words and words.

In addition to studying and working part-time in Anran, he also needs to find something that can make money. Except for the tuition fees, the rest of Yanying's money is spent on grandpa. A car apprentice, earning money for him to squander, it was Yan Ying who forced him to die so he didn't go.

They are also his two sons, but Jiang Qingli treats Jiang Chi much better. No matter how bad his grades are, he never mentions letting him go to work. Just buy a game console if you don’t have a mobile phone, and you can respond to your needs.

He once doubted that he was not his own, and even tried to get sidetracked from Yan Ying, but Yan Ying firmly insisted that he was his own son.

He didn't want to doubt his mother, so he couldn't go for a paternity test, although he did think so.

There is no hope at home for a long time, and the motorcycle I was riding was second-hand transferred from a friend for the convenience of delivery. Looking for ways to make money?

Do you really want to be that Lao Shizi model?

Headache……

During this period of time, Yang Yulang felt that Jiang Cheng seemed to have become darker and thinner, and his chin was pointed. Every time he came and left in a hurry, it seemed that he was always busy.

On this day, Jiang Cheng packed his things, and when he was about to leave, Yang Yulang reached out and grabbed him.

Jiang Cheng looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

"Don't rush away, just sit down for a while, Aunt Li has stewed soybean trotter soup today, I can't finish it, I left a portion for you."

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a while, but sat down anyway, only to see him bring a large bowl over.

At first glance, there is not much soup, and it is full of meat at a glance.

In fact, Jiang Cheng hadn't had a good meal for a long time. Seeing that his saliva almost flowed out, he was not polite, and wolfed it down after receiving it.

Yang Yulang sat in front of him, saw him eating vigorously, and asked, "Have you been doing odd jobs recently?"

Just as Jiang Cheng put a mouthful of soup into his mouth, he almost spit out when he heard such a sentence. He held back and wiped his mouth with a tissue. Thinking about it, it’s better to tell the truth. The person opposite may be a psychologist, and you can’t hide it from him by lying. .

He nodded, thinking about whether he would directly ask him to borrow money if he said he was short of money.

But Yang Yulang said: "Why, are you still unwilling to try to be a model?"

Jiang Cheng thought in his heart: "That's right, there is still such a crop!"

Thinking about it, I definitely can't get around this topic.

He thought for a while, Yang Yulang didn't mention this matter before, he didn't know why he didn't have the nerve to mention it, since he has already opened his mouth, then don't hold it, it's all forced by life, what to do is not to do, doing odd jobs to go around If you are too tired to run out of money, why not try modeling?

So he readily agreed this time.

Yang Yulang was stunned when he saw that he agreed readily. Originally, he had other plans, but he was gagged when he nodded.

Well, speaking of it, it was better to arrange the model. Yang Yulang also found him extra odd jobs, mainly as translation and post-production of photos.

In the later stage of the photo, this job can be done after learning. Is it a joke to be a translator?

But Yang Yulang wasn't kidding. The two jobs were to help him quickly improve his English, and the second was to learn about photography before and after.

In the later stage of the photo, he taught him hand in hand for a while, and gradually Jiang Cheng mastered some skills, and he became more comfortable working.

Honestly, a job like this kills two birds with one stone and is nowhere to be found!

He didn't know why Yang Yulang cared about him so much, and he seemed to know his own situation well. He had never asked about his family and financial situation. Could this psychologist know this by observing a person?Or did you do any research on him?

For a person of his stature, it is understandable to investigate people close to him.

A few months passed in a blink of an eye, and the final exam was coming soon. One day before the exam, Tang Yuan asked him how much his estimated score would be. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he should be able to pass. The teachers and classmates all looked at him with admiration!

Mom almost held him and cried.

Lumpy-haired Zhou Yan has not dared to make all kinds of unreliable jokes on him in recent days, especially when he sleeps quietly in class, and even helps him buy drinks and snacks when he is tired from studying.

When Jiang Cheng flipped through the question collection and was at a loss for a big question, Zhou Yan leaned over and took a look, "Brother Cheng, what's the matter? Can't answer it? Come on, I bet them that you can pass all subjects in the final exam. After you lose, there will be no good food and drink to serve you."

Damn it, it turns out that this grandson's recent hospitality is to win money!

Jiang Cheng: "Don't worry, you will have a long time to serve me."

When he came home at night, Yan Ying secretly brought a large bowl of pork ribs and corn soup into his room. From her look, it was obvious that Jiang Chi's share was not as much as hers. She was afraid that her father would find out that it would be endless, so she did this little trick.

He was speechless, but it was Yan Ying who spoke first: "I see that you have been studying late lately and you have lost weight. You should pay more attention to your body."

Jiang Cheng had held back his words for a long time, but when it came to his mouth, there was only one last sentence left: "Mom, how much money did Dad give to grandpa, and you earned it yourself, why didn't you divorce him?"

I have said this countless times, but Yan Ying's answer is still the same: "What will you two brothers do if you get divorced? You are still children, so you don't understand."

Damn the child, I'll be there soon, all eighteen men and children in ancient times have a litter, okay?

However, he didn't say anything, he just watched his mother walk out of the room in silence, Yan Ying is a stubborn person, it's useless for others to say anything about things she hasn't decided by herself.

Before the exam, the head teacher talked to him, and thoughtfully arranged for him the study committee member with the best grades in the class to do tutoring work for him, and even called her in person. She completely agreed with the head teacher's arrangement and raised her head. When he peeked at Jiang Cheng's face, he blushed shyly.

Jiang Cheng was very surprised by the changes in the head teacher's attitude in the past few months. In the past, this person didn't like everything about him, and he said to the row of people sleeping behind him, "Some people, it's okay to let your parents down. Young people don’t work hard and old people are sad, when you cry in the future..." "Mud can't support the wall." "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved..." and so on, even when I went to visit Yan Ying, I would vomit bitterness in front of Yan Ying. He also persuaded Yan Ying to let Jiang Cheng drop out of school.

Now that Jiang Cheng has started to improve his academic performance, his attitude towards him is also changing day by day. He is no longer full of disdain. From the very beginning of scrutiny, to a little comfort, he has a lot of expectations in the end.

This change made Jiang Cheng feel flattered.

I don't know why, although I don't want to see his disdainful and angry face, but I also don't want to see his eyes full of expectation. It's fine to keep that no big deal expression all the time.

He looked down at the small and exquisite study committee member, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said expressionlessly: "No need, I have the most awesome tutor in the world."

The head teacher was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "So it turns out that your grades have improved by leaps and bounds within a few months, so you have received expert advice." After a pause, he said, "Who is it? Can you introduce me so that I can communicate with him? Exchange teaching experience, after all, I have taught you for more than a year, and you have not improved at all, but in his hands, this progress... tsk tsk tsk..."

Jiang Cheng listened to his chatter, but shook his head coldly.

The teacher in charge didn't force it: "Then you should take the exam well at the end of the semester."