Cross-year difference (GL) + Fanwai

Yan Zicheng knocked on the steering wheel and started the car, "Okay, eat what you want."

When Ferrari drove out of the small road and crossed the intersection, Qin Shaoya suddenly whispered, "Because, I want to know what you eat every morning."

The passing car honked its horn twice, Yan Zicheng turned to her and asked, "What?"

Qin Shaoya looked at the bustling street outside the front window, and didn't answer.

Yan Zicheng snorted, "Little bastard."

Chapter 13 Gas

Yan Zicheng's apartment is in an area a little to the side of the city center, with parks on three sides and a river on one side. It's rare that there is such a quiet place in the noisy city.

Qin Shaoya couldn't help asking her: "Hey, let me tell you, what on earth are you doing? You can be so rich by opening a coffee shop?"

"wrong."

"wrong?"

"Sister, I'm a freelancer now, and I don't open a coffee shop."

"Ah? Why?"

"what why?"

Qin Shaoya walked to the guardrail by the river, lay down on it and looked at the river flowing under her feet, "Isn't that a good job, you also do a good job, and you are the boss, so you can leave as soon as you say?"

"Yeah." Yan Zicheng stood beside her, "Because the boss has a boss on top of him, he always works for others and is exploited by others, so it's better to be free."

"You mean you don't have a job now?"

"I said it's freelance work, stupid!" Yan Zicheng knocked on her head, pointing to a little red signboard in front of the garden, "Here, that's the one, are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Qin Shaoya walked over with her, found a seat near the rockery pool, bent down to look at the fish inside, Yan Zicheng handed her a menu made of plastic-packed A4 paper, "Look, I want to eat What?"

Qin Shaoya glanced at the menu and asked, "What do you usually eat?"

"Red Oil Chaoshou."

Qin Shaoya's face darkened, and she glanced at her. This guy seems to have a special liking for red oil copying hands.After looking at the menu for a while, as Yan Zicheng said, they are all very common home-cooked dishes. Qin Shaoya said, "I want to eat Chao Shou with red oil."

"Pfft——" The tea in Yan Zicheng's mouth almost spewed out, "Isn't it, there are so many dishes on it, you just eat the red oil Chaoshou that can be eaten in your broken canteen?"

"I like it, can you care?"

"Okay, you like it." Yan Zicheng picked up the small note on the table, wrote a few dishes with a pencil, and handed them to the older sister who came to collect the money, "bear paw tofu, cumin mutton, boiled fish, spring rolls, pan-fried Dumplings, seasonal fresh vegetables, um, another bamboo fungus soup, what fruit do you have today?"

"There are freshly picked strawberries from the farm, as well as mulberries and kumquats."

Yan Zicheng looked at Qin Shaoya, "What do you want to eat?"

Qin Shaoya blinked, "Strawberry...well."

Yan Zicheng smiled and asked the eldest sister, "Is there any fruit?"

"Yes, big and small?"

"Large part."

"OK, wait."

Qin Shaoya said: "You order so much again that you can't finish it. Do you want to pack this?"

Yan Zicheng said, "Let's have supper tonight."

"Oh."

Yan Zicheng nestled in the seat, closed his eyes and pressed the sun xué.

Qin Shaoya asked her: "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Yan Zicheng shook his head. Some time ago, she was dealing with Hu Qiqi and Yang Hansen, and finally escaped from Yang Hansen's hands with Hu Qiqi's hand. She spent a lot of thought on hiding and transferring funds, and she was indeed a little tired.Hey, but Qin Shaoya, a little bastard, actually knows how to care about her, and he still has a conscience.

Um?Yan Zicheng opened his eyes and saw a short boy writing something on the dining table opposite the rockery pool.

"Look at them, study harder and learn more." Yan Zicheng called Qin Shaoya by his sleeve.

Qin Shaoya was not happy when it came to studying, and he groaned, "What's the matter! It's not that I don't want to study! What's the point of writing while eating." As he was talking, he suddenly found Yan Zicheng frowning and staring at the boy. Without blinking, he touched her finger, "Hey, what are you looking at, the soul is gone."

"Go, don't make trouble." Yan Zicheng took her hand away, looked carefully for a while, then stood up and walked towards the boy.

Qin Shaoya was stunned for a moment, and immediately followed, "Hey, what are you doing."

"Go, keep your voice down." Yan Zicheng made a silent movement, walked up to the boy, bent down to look at it carefully, and said in pretended surprise, "Wow, you are writing a novel?"

The boy's shoulders trembled, he raised his face, looked at her timidly, and nodded shyly, "Yeah."

Yan Zicheng sat down beside him, "Can I have a look?"

"Ah? Hmm." The boy nodded, and the little bangs on his forehead trembled.

Yan Zicheng picked up the notebook and looked at it for a while, and met the boy's expectant and fearful eyes, and said with a smile, "It's very beautiful! If you write more, the book will definitely sell well."

"thanks......"

"Hey, I'm serious." Yan Zicheng said seriously, "Little handsome guy, what's your name?"

The boy replied, "Well, my name is Wu Xiaoming."

Yan Zicheng couldn't bear the impulse in his heart to slap his thigh, that's right, it's you!

Wu Xiaoming, after many years, it will be a mudslide in the youth literature world!Sweeping the entire cultural market, novels, magazines, newspapers, comics, movies, games, multi-dwelling big names!Regardless of how well he did later on, I heard that he was very frustrated in his early years. His family did not support his writing.

Tsk tsk, Yan Zicheng shook his head, Yaya is so sincere that he doesn't lie to me, once he travels through time, he will recognize all the big local celebrities.

Yan Zicheng said seriously: "Xiao Ming, listen to my sister, what are people, what are you living for?"

"eat."

"Tsk, for a dream!"

"Oh..." Xiao Ming nodded hastily.

Yan Zicheng patted the table, "What is your dream?"

"Eat all over the world."

Yan Zicheng raised his eyelids, "Create, create! Don't you love writing? You are full of passion! If you have an idea, you have to put it into practice. Young people, there is still a long way to go. You have a lot of time to create and work hard. ah!"

Qin Shaoya watched from the side, no matter how he looked at it, Yan Zicheng looked like the abettor who abducted children.

Wu Xiaoming was a little confused, and said, "I like writing, but my dad said it's not doing my job properly, and I should read Das Kapital more when I have time."

"So, are you willing to give your whole life to Das Kapital?"

"I......"

"Xiao Ming, I really like you." Yan Zicheng took out a business card from his bag, Wu Xiaoming took it, "Crystal Ball Office, magician: Yan Zicheng."

Yan Zicheng went on to say: "Xiao Ming, you must stick to your dreams and do what you like. When you finish your first work and want to prove it to everyone, come to me and I will give it to you. Invest in publishing. At that time, many people will see your works, understand your dreams, support you, follow you, and your parents will understand that you are a great creator, not an imprisoned child. .”

Wu Xiaoming squeezed the business card tightly, his eyes were wet, he bit his lip and looked at her gratefully, "Thank you sister Zicheng! I will definitely find you when I finish writing!"

"Well, come on!" Yan Zicheng patted him heavily on the shoulder, "Come on, my sister treats you to a bowl of red oil chaoshou! It will give you luck and the dawn of your dreams!"

"Thank you!"

"I believe in you, and even more in myself. I can never be wrong in seeing people, because I am a magician who can prophesy."

Qin Shaoya smiled sarcastically when she heard this, but when she followed Yan Zicheng back to the apartment to play legends on the computer after dinner, she was taken aback by the headlines on the webpage——Business Wizards!The glutinous rice Baba online shopping center officially opened, and the opening speech of the president, Niu Yun, was actually to thank the great magician for the red oil copying hands? !

"Fuck!" Qin Shaoya shook her head suddenly and looked at the charming woman lying on the beauty couch. The latter propped her face sideways, pouted her red lips, and winked.

Qin Shaoya shook her head again, ran to Yan Zicheng and squatted down, laying her hands on the beauty couch, "You're really lucky."

"Hmm~ No, no." Yan Zicheng curled his lips, took out a tarot card from the pocket of his bathrobe with two fingers, and breathed lightly at the light above his head, "I am a magician."

Qin Shaoya looked at her suspiciously, his eyes fell on the Tarot cards between her fingers, he was stunned for two seconds, he stretched out his hand in a strange way, and when he was about to touch the cards, Yan Zicheng withdrew his hand and smiled, "Magician's props, mortals It's untouchable."

"whispering sound!"

"What's the matter, you haven't done your homework yet!" Yan Zicheng sat up and pinched Qin Shaoya's arm, "Bring your exercise book and papers, I'll see how your homework is going these days."