Jiangxin Poplar

In the taxi, Jiang Cheng told the driver not to turn on the music radio, and to drive slowly.

Yang Yulang found a more comfortable position and closed his eyes.

Outside the window, there is a lot of traffic, the lights are feasting, and all kinds of men and women pass by. At this time, the excitement has just begun.

Jiang Cheng looked at Yang Yulang who seemed to be asleep. His face was soft, his long eyelashes were covered, his lips were tightly closed, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was as pale as ever.

When the driver turned a corner, Yang Yulang tilted his body, and his head was about to hit the car window. Jiang Cheng, who was quick-eyed, grabbed him back. Yang Yulang opened his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he met Jiang Cheng's face that was close at hand. He was slightly taken aback. .

Jiang Cheng was still wrapping his arms around his waist, and he forgot to let go of his hands when they looked at each other. It took him a while to realize that he was still a little flustered the moment he let go, and he didn't know what he was flustered about.

Yang Yulang's expression did not change, he sat down again and closed his eyes again.

Arriving at the Heyuan apartment building at the destination, Jiang Cheng looked around and found that this place was not far from his home, only two streets away, and the difference between the rich and the common people was already the difference between the two streets.

Jiang Cheng gently shook him awake, and Yang Yulang opened his eyes in confusion: "Are you there yet?"

"Ah."

He smiled slightly: "I will live in the building in front of me, just go upstairs by yourself, you can go back!"

Jiang Cheng shook his head: "I'll take you up."

Seeing his insistence on his face, Yang Yulang didn't shirk anymore, got out of the car and led him forward.

The security guard of the apartment building saw him coming in, greeted him politely, and even helped him press the elevator.

Yang Yulang smiled and nodded his thanks.

They went up to the [-]th floor, which was the top floor. Yang Yulang, who was walking in front, unlocked the combination lock and beckoned Jiang Cheng to enter.

Jiangcheng has never been here before. It looks like an apartment building that is not tall from the outside. After entering, it is discovered that there is a hole in the inside. The security facilities are very complete, and the space inside is also large. No matter the aisle or elevator, it is spacious and bright.

There should not be many residents here, so it is very suitable for those rich and famous people to settle down.

Seeing that he turned on the light, Jiang Cheng took a quick look around, and instantly understood the true meaning of low-key luxury with connotations. The decoration inside is elegant, and there is a solid wood hollow staircase leading to the upstairs bedroom. The unique lamps emit soft light, which is very warm and comfortable. A duplex apartment.

But Yang Yulang is also a patient, he is also an heir to a big company, so he lives alone?He turned his head and expressed his doubts: "You live alone?"

"Ah."

"where is your family?"

Yang Yulang went to pour water, and he could hear the worry in his tone: "I'm fine by myself, my aunt comes here every day to clean and cook, and there's a bodyguard living next door."

Oh, that's right, that's good.

He took the water handed by Yang Yulang, wondering why he didn't live with his family?

Yang Yulang seemed to know what he was thinking, and sat down on the sofa and said: "Don't imagine the scenes of those wealthy families fighting openly and covertly for property. There is only one younger sister in my family. Although my parents don't care about each other, they respect each other like a guest. They didn't leave me alone. It's a bloody drama that doesn't care."

Jiang Cheng sat down diagonally across from him and listened to what he continued.

Yang Yulang didn't want to go into too much detail, and said lightly: "The main reason is that I am a sick patient. They are miserable every day, and everyone living in the house is uncomfortable, so I moved out. Of course, I have to go back for a meal or dinner every few days. Staying for one night won't make them worry too much."

Jiang Cheng held the water, saw that he was tired and wanted to explain this to himself, and suddenly felt that he was really ignorant, so he got up quickly and said, "I'm leaving, you should rest well."

Yang Yulang got up to see him off, but he stopped him: "Leave me alone, I can go out by myself."

"be careful on the road."

"it is good."

When Jiang Cheng came home, he saw the old man Jiang Qingli crossing his legs and watching TV in the living room. His younger brother Jiang Chi opened the door of the room and played games with earphones on. He didn’t see his mother. He should be at his grandfather’s side. , my mother had no choice but to rent a small second room outside to take care of him, or else she would have to do a part-time job.

Without saying a word, he walked towards his room.

Jiang Qingli glanced at him: "I don't see anyone all day long, and I don't know who I follow. I'm messing around outside all day long. Don't cause me any trouble."

Jiang Cheng resisted the urge to turn around and leave, ignored him, went straight into the room, and closed the door with a "bang".Before I sat down, I heard an angry roar from the old man outside the door: "I'm your old man. I dare to turn my face when I say a few words to you. Is it itchy again?"

Jiang Cheng sat at the desk and turned a deaf ear.

He took out a brand new textbook from the cabinet, and remembered that there seemed to be homework today.

There was still a SLR instruction manual on the table, and when he saw this, he wanted to touch that SLR, but unfortunately he couldn't take the camera home.

Alas, I don’t want to, let’s finish my homework first!

As it was written, someone came to the living room outside, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Don't even think about stopping.

Fortunately, my mother was not at home, otherwise I would have to quarrel and cry for a while after the quarrel. I don’t know how many times she has cried with her eyes since she married the old man. It was ruined.

The sound of mahjong playing incessantly hits my ears, it's too fucking irritating.

As usual, he stuffed the book into his bag and jumped out of the window again.

He went to Tang Yuan's place, Zhuo Hai's house was inconvenient, a family of five lived in two rooms, and Pan Jun was in charge of the network, so only Tang Yuan's place could go.

Tang Yuan was not surprised by his arrival, opened the door to let him in, and continued playing games by himself.

Jiang Cheng didn't see anyone else when he came in, so he asked, "Where's your mother?"

Tang Yuan is an only son, and his father works in other places.

He said dissatisfiedly: "You have to ask carefully, don't act like a curse."

"What's wrong, just answer when you ask."

"I went to my aunt's to help take care of the cub."

Jiang Cheng jumped directly onto the bed, the only table in the room was occupied by Tang Yuan to play games, and he had to lie down on the bed to do his homework.

Tang Yuan turned his head and took a look in his busy schedule, almost jumped up from his chair, he yelled, "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see it?"

Tang Yuan took a closer look, "Fuck, I read that right, you are actually doing your homework, shit, why are you doing your homework?"

Jiang Cheng didn't even raise his head: "I have to do the homework the teacher assigns, otherwise how can I take the college entrance examination?"

Tang Yuan: "Damn, last time you said you were going to work in the south..."

Jiang Cheng seemed to have lost his memory: "When did I say that?"

Tang Yuan said, "What did you just say, you want to take the college entrance examination?"

"Correct."

Tang Yuan touched his forehead, "Are you crazy?"

"Get out!" Jiang Cheng shook off his hand, "If you don't fight back, you will die."

"What..." Tang Yuan howled when he turned his head, "Damn, my equipment..."

After the sun rose, he went to class as usual. He was confused by the first English class. He really wanted to skip class and sneak back to work in An Ran, but...

Don't think about these things.

And when he decided to come back to study hard, he told Yang Yulang that he was only free in the evenings and weekends, and Yang Yulang naturally had no objection.

Hey, he took out the SLR manual, lay on the table and flipped through the pages.

Perhaps not everyone has to pass the college entrance examination to seek a future. Learning photography well is a skill at hand, so why waste time here?

Thinking of this, he threw the textbook into the drawer, took the instruction manual and skipped class.

Lumpy Zhou Yan raised his head and said inarticulately, "Brother Cheng, aren't you pretending to be a student?"

"Eat your buns!"

He slipped to a familiar corner, stretched his long legs, and climbed up the wall in two or three strokes.

But when he jumped out, he hesitated, what am I doing?

Go back to class, most of the next few sections of physics, chemistry and mathematics can't be understood... I made up my mind to start all over again after I went to work. Isn't this the same as before?

Damn, it's so annoying!

When he was struggling with a headache, he seemed to hear the voice of the principal's old man not far away, vaguely as if he wanted to strengthen school control measures and reduce skipping classes... Damn, if he saw this, wouldn't it be a gunshot?

Out or in?

Finally, he jumped down.

The principal who appeared later saw a student sitting upright, reading a book seriously under a big tree, nodded in relief, and said to the dean next to him: "Look, there are still a lot of good children in the school. We should treat these children with respect." Be more patient and pay more attention to methods.”

The dean nodded and bowed aside: "Yes, yes, you are right." It's not that the dean doesn't know Jiang Cheng, so what is this brat pretending to be?

Jiangcheng under the tree: "..."

He saw the two walking away, got up and went back to the classroom.

Zhou Yan turned his head after hearing the voice: "Oh brother Cheng, are you back pretending to be a student again?"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes: "Shut up, you."

There are so many courses that I don’t understand, it’s not a problem to continue like this. When he was agitated, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind. If you don’t understand, you can ask Yang Yulang for advice. When I checked his information before, I already knew that he is a super student from Yale University. , but, does he have time to take care of himself?

Jiang Cheng thought wildly, although he was as thick-skinned as a wall with others, but when facing Yang Yulang, he always thought too much, and always felt that he had to think carefully before he could find the right words.

Forget about it for now, listen to the class first, and try later to see if you can ask him for help.

Before school, I saw Zhuo Hai post a few photos of foreign wine in the group. I don’t know where he got them. He said that Pan Jun wanted to get drunk on his birthday.

He replied: "When the time comes, don't be cowardly, and don't get drunk."

Zhuo Hai: "Whoever loves is a dog!"

Tang Yuan: "Brothers walk together for the rest of their lives, whoever loves drinking is a dog!"

Pan Jun: "Youth is a good time, it's all boring in one bite!"

Jiang Cheng: "Cows are flying in the sky, if you don't brag, you will go crazy!"

……

Today is Friday, the class is over, and I will report to Anran tomorrow and the next two days.

Jiangcheng, who became a part-time worker, suddenly had less workload, but his salary did not decrease. It was originally paid on a monthly basis, but this time it became a weekly salary. Luo Ge: "Is it too much?"

Luo Ge glanced at it: "I have to ask the accountant."

Jiang Cheng went to the financial department, and several people were busy like tops. Hearing what Jiang Cheng said about this, accountant Zhang said, "That's right, it's paid out on a weekly basis, and the amount is specifically explained by Brother Lang."

Did Yang Yulang explain it on purpose? ?

Yang Yulang didn't come to the company today, he wanted to make a call to ask, but he hesitated when he found the number, so he should send a message to ask, but he didn't get a reply after a long time.

He temporarily forgot about it as soon as he started working.