What green plum do you want after being reborn?

"Fang Yi?"

In the station hall, Wang Jinchen raised his head in surprise, and then his expression became a little unnatural.

"What's your expression?"

Fang Yi was a little funny.

Wang Jinchen said politely: "Are you taking this bus too?"

Fang Yi could not fail to hear this obvious sense of alienation.

If it were anyone else, Fang Yi wouldn't be too lazy to be warm and cold-hearted, but in his previous life, he often introduced him to part-time job resources at the student union.

So he stepped forward and patted Wang Jinchen on the shoulder and said, "Why, are you still worried about what happened at the party?"

Wang Jinchen's old face felt a little hot when his worries were exposed, but it didn't look obvious because his skin was too dark, so he chose to remain silent.

Not only was it confusing, it was also very uncomfortable.

As long as you are a normal person, no one will feel comfortable seeing the person you like falling into the arms of someone else.

Wang Jinchen originally complained about Fang Yi pulling Ying Qianqian's underwear string in front of her, but when he thought about how infatuated the other party was with Su Yimo, he just assumed that the other party was just setting an example for him and had no ill intentions.

But the hug at the party that day broke his inner guard!

Moreover, Qianqian was wearing so little that day, and it was all touched by Fang Yi, even though she had obviously not been touched.

If I remember correctly, the other person's hand on her shoulder was the same one that pulled Qianqian, and she also used this hand to hold her other person's waist at the party.

At this time, the remaining warmth of this hand seemed to be reminding him over and over again, causing the dead memories to constantly attack his brain.

What's more important is that Fang Yi didn't push him away at the beginning. Fortunately, he still regarded Fang Yi as a friend. Is anyone such a friend?

"Actually, I just wanted to thank Ying Qianqian for letting her arrange video editing for me that day. I didn't mean anything else."

Fang Yi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tapped it twice skillfully, shook out a cigarette and passed it on.

"Did she ask someone to edit the video?" Wang Jinchen was surprised.

"Otherwise, why don't you join me this afternoon? I don't have the time." Fang Yi spread his hands.

Wang Jinchen was not that evil-minded, so he was unhappy, but when Fang Yi expressed his attitude, his heart immediately softened, and he said in a low voice: "Then why didn't you push her away at that time?"

Fang Yi said casually: "Isn't she your goddess? Isn't it because of your face that you are afraid that she won't be able to get off the stage?"

This sentence made Wang Jinchen feel very useful, and the twisted expression that enveloped Fang Yi's face became perfect.

"Really?" Wang Jinchen raised the corners of his mouth, but still asked in a pretentious manner.

"With your wisdom, can I deceive you? You are a top student admitted to 211!" Fang Yi flicked the ashes from his cigarette.

"That's true." Wang Jinchen grinned.

At this time, Wang Jinchen also remembered that Fang Yi only took three exams, and comforted him: "Actually, having no academic qualifications does not mean everything. I saw your video before, and the number of likes was so scary. I'm afraid. You made a lot of money, right?"

Fang Yi looked around and lowered his voice: "Don't listen to outsiders' nonsense. It's only a few thousand yuan."

When going out, leave half of what you say and do. This is a habit Fang Yi developed in his previous life. The art of chatting lies in saying what the other person wants to hear. Exceeding other people's expectations will only make the other person feel uncomfortable.

Even if he is a biological brother, he may not want you to live too badly, but he also doesn't want you to live much better than him.

As long as we are human beings, we must pay attention to the gap between heights and heights, and we cannot achieve true detachment.

Wang Jinchen was curious: "No way, I heard people say that the number of likes is less than tens of thousands?"

Fang Yi said with a smile: "Brother, the platform takes a commission. If you give me half of the commission, you will still have a few crooked melons and cracked dates. The real money-makers are those who have a family and tell you to get on the bus quickly and buy at great value." Anchor.”

"If you make tens of thousands of videos per day, then everyone will do live broadcasts."

Wang Jinchen felt it was reasonable after hearing this, but he still expressed envy: "A few thousand yuan is not small money, it is worth one month's salary."

Fang Yi nodded and said nothing more.

In fact, he knew very well that Wang Jinchen's family was quite wealthy. His father was engaged in land engineering and his aunt was in the city bureau. Thousands of dollars were nothing in the eyes of the other party. Otherwise, he would be really embarrassed by the score line of 211 this time. Just when he hit the line, someone in his family worked hard to get a spot for him.

And from the fact that Wang Jinchen has been able to endure it for many years without showing off, and go to the school to report alone this time, it can be seen that this guy is actually not a simple person. Under the long-term influence of his family, his mind is much more mature than his peers.

As for Ying Qianqian, it can only be said that regardless of men or women, their IQ is relatively easy to fall off the line when facing love.

So when he figured it out in the future, after being injured, and once he realized what he was doing, he was having more fun than Fang Yi.

Moreover, the other party is quite good at life, and he also knows how to win over Fang Yi, a fellow countryman.

Therefore, even if we can't make good friends in this life, Fang Yi still doesn't want to hate each other.

Just as the two of them were chatting about their outfits, a sudden gust of fragrant wind hit them, and a pair of long, slender legs appeared in front of them, which looked particularly slender under the plaid pleated skirt.

"How can you two smoke at the bus station? The fine is 50, please pay it quickly?"

"flourishing?"

The two of them looked up in shock. When they saw the person's face clearly, Wang Jinchen stood up subconsciously: "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a moment."

As he said that, he threw it to his feet and quickly stamped it out, stroking the back of his head and giggling.

Fang Yi, on the other hand, slowly took another puff, and finally reluctantly walked to the smoking room.

"Fang Yi, where are you going?" Ying Qianqian asked.

In fact, she saw the other party coming here on purpose. She just wanted to scare the two of them.

"Aren't you not allowed to smoke? Where else can I go?" Fang Yi turned his back to the other party, held the cigarette between his fingers, spread his hands, and walked toward the smoking room single.

In fact, the regulations at rural bus stations in 10 were not that strict, or they didn't care at all. Even the old guard stood there smoking. When he came, Fang Yi handed him one, and the latter blinked understandingly. Eye.

That's right, from the same village, it was Uncle Ni who protected Fang Yi at the door of Su Yimo's house that day.

Generally, if no one says it, just ignore it. If someone says it, then go to the smoking room voluntarily and understand everything.

When Ying Qianqian saw it, she stamped her feet angrily.

This guy insists on hiding from himself.

Wang Jinchen was deeply moved and shouted in his heart: "What a good man."

As expected, he misunderstood Fang Yi. Wasn't this creating opportunities for him?

After all, Fang Yi had never been addicted to smoking before.

But within a few seconds of this thought popping up, Wang Jinchen was no longer moved.

Wang Jinchen was still thinking about how to get close when a tall figure suddenly appeared behind Ying Qianqian with a ticket: "Qianqian, who is this guy?"

When Wang Jinchen saw it, his whole face turned green.

The other party didn't know me, but I knew the other person, or maybe even the villages next door knew that he was the good brother who dared to drag people into the alley and break their legs without saying a word.

He looked at the location of the smoking room again, and there was no sign of Fang Yi anywhere.

MMP, this guy is unreasonable!