a delicate flower

The clock on the bedside table has only two pointers. Every 60 seconds, the minute hand moves slowly by a small grid. If you don't pay attention to it deliberately, the clock seems to be completely still.

Just like Ai Lang who froze in place.

He was leaning against the bed, holding the mobile phone in his hand, the call was over, and the screen of the mobile phone stayed on the page of the delivery software, but Ai Lang's mind was full of that person's voice——

"Ah, I heard that you weren't at the scene. I'm just about to go there now. I hope you can arrive before me. After all, I don't have the patience to wait for people. Also, if you don't come, your model probably won't be able to leave either." gone."

Ai Lang was in a daze, and a blurry face appeared in his mind. His facial features were already confused, but the ruffian smile at the corner of his mouth was extremely clear.

Ai Lang has always remembered the scene of the summer vacation, and he has always had lingering fears while feeling lucky.

That day, the boy folded his arms around his chest, looking domineering and condescending, and asked Ai Lang, "Is eight thousand too little? Then eight thousand and one night."

Ailang was angry and impatient at the time, and he couldn't directly break his face with him, so he had to say in a good temper: "I'm sorry, I have to think about it." After a pause, Ai Lang looked back and smiled before leaving, "Wait for me One day, if you can’t think about it and come back to pick up your order, you have to prepare 8 yuan in advance.”

The tone was still as coquettish as ever, and the smile was still three parts provocative and three parts seductive, with a bit of contempt and calmness implied.

At that time, even Xing Lu felt that Ai Lang had a strong psychological quality, every frown, smile, and every move, just like the old procuress who dealt with bullies and clients in ancient times, without fear or retreat, and easily dealt with it.

However, what Xing Lu didn't know was that after Ailang returned to school without incident that day, he lived in fear for a long time.

He was afraid of being retaliated by those second-generation ancestors, so he didn't go home during the summer vacation, so he stayed in the apartment and counted the days. One day, two days and three days, the weather was calm, two weeks and three weeks a week, the world was peaceful, and Ailang was completely at ease.

who knows……

"Senior?"

Ai Lang was interrupted by this call, turned his head to look, and saw Zhuang Lin sitting in front of the computer desk. He had already taken off the earplug of his left ear, and was turning around to look at Ai Lang worriedly.

Zhuang Lin: "Senior, what's the matter?"

Ellen: "Huh? I'm fine."

Ellen responded vaguely, stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, and then touched the wrinkled folds between his brows with his fingertips-he didn't realize until later that his brows were already wrinkled into knots.

Ai Lang wasn't sure if he had an expression of bitterness and hatred. He got up and got out of bed with a guilty conscience, pretending to have a calm expression on the surface, and stretched his waist while walking to the door, and walked to the door. The phone in his hand just rang.

Ai Lang's sensitive nerves twitched due to the sudden ringing, and he felt a physical disgust for the incoming call. Because Zhuang Lin was still looking at him, Ai Lang looked down at the phone, but fortunately, the caller ID on the screen made him feel better some.

Ailang supported the door frame, turned around and smiled at Zhuang Lin, without concealing it, "It's Xing Lu's call."

Zhuang Lin nodded.

Ai Lang was worried that no one would be able to vomit his bitterness, but he was comforted by Xing Lu's call. After leaving the bedroom, he pulled on his slippers and went out.He answered the phone while closing the door, the stairwell was shady, and no one was passing by at this time, the most important thing was to avoid whispering between Zhuang Lin and Xing Lu.

"what?"

"Ailang, are you in the apartment now?"

"Yes, what are you doing?"

Ai Lang became suspicious, and then heard Xing Lu say: "Then you can go to the auto show now, isn't Cao Huaide taking the freshman out today? He just called me and said that he has something urgent to deal with now. I went to take over, and I was so busy that I was dizzy, I asked him to call you, and he said that the relationship between the two of you was tense, so he entrusted me to deliver the message."

"..."

Xing Lu was still talking, "That's it, in the AW pavilion, go and contact the freshmen, now the group of freshmen are left there alone."

After finishing speaking, Xing Lu didn't wait for Ai Lang to say anything, and asked in doubt: "Hello? Ai Lang?"

The duration of the call continued to count, but the phone was quiet for a while. Xing Lu was worried whether it was a signal problem. She was about to hang up the phone and dial again when she heard Ai Lang's voice.

Ai Lang suddenly asked: "You told me that Cao Huaide often goes to events in my name. Do you think he is trying to save face for me?"

Xing Lu was confused, "Ah? Uh... this, isn't it?"

After Xing Lu finished speaking, Ai Lang said firmly, "No."

"Then what is he planning?"

Cao Huaide is very capable of outreach, but he often uses Ai Lang's name to register the activities he takes over with his own ability, earning Ai Lang a good reputation in front of the freshmen, and he is nothing more than showing his favor to Ai Lang.Xing Lu couldn't understand Ai Lang's answer until she heard Ai Lang say: "Cao Huaide sold me."

In order to save his breath that day, Ai Lang dropped the sentence "I will come back to pick up your order if I can't think about it someday. You have to prepare 8 yuan in advance." Xing Lu often used it verbally. Cao Huaide knew about this, and after comforting them face to face, he drew a clear line with them and sold him out without hesitation.

What's even more amusing is that Ailang was still grateful and guilty when he mentioned Cao Huaide the last second he learned that he had been sold by Cao Huaide.

As soon as Xing Lu heard that Ai Lang said that Cao Huaide was the organizer of the auto show that Cao Huaide took over today, she immediately exploded, and scolded anxiously: "Damn it, Cao Huaide is too cheap! What!"

"..."

Xing Lu was straightforward, and as soon as the words came out of her mouth, an answer automatically popped up in her heart——

Although Cao Huaide has been unrequited love from beginning to end, the difference is that Ai Lang was single before, but Ai Lang now has Zhuang Lin.

The flower is still the same flower, it used to be the flower of Gaoling, no matter how indifferent Ailang was to Cao Huaide, he was willing, but now that the famous flower has an owner, Cao Huaide knew that he could not win the fight, so he wanted to crush it.

The call time on the mobile phone screen continued to increase, but after a long silence, Xing Lu said: "Fortunately, we knew Cao Huaide's ulterior motives in advance and were not deceived by him. Let the freshmen come back directly after the activity, as long as you don't It'll be fine if you go."

Ai Lang leaned against the wall of the passage. The wall was covered with tiles, and there was a coolness in the shade.

Xing Lu just breathed a sigh of relief, but she heard Ai Lang ask her: "Do you believe it or not?"

Xing Lu: "What do you believe?"

Ailang: "Believe it or not, if I don't go there, all kinds of accidents will come out of that group of freshmen, such as accidentally cutting luxury cars, stealing jewelry sponsored by brands, and being detained there to demand compensation."

"..."

The man's words echoed in Ellen's ears:

If he doesn't go, the freshmen won't be able to come back.

Xing Lu whispered: "The activity agreement signed by Cao Huaide is today and tomorrow. Even if you go now, the freshmen will still be picked wrong... Unless you go, and..."

"You still have to 'keep promise', right?"

Ai Lang said it for Xing Lu when it was difficult for her to say.

Cao Huaide signed the agreement in Ai Lang's name, making the organizers mistakenly think that Ai Lang had thrown himself into the trap, and then left halfway. Presumably the phone call to Xing Lu before leaving was in front of the freshmen. Give me some reassurance——Xing Lu agreed to Cao Huaide's matter, and Ai Lang will be there soon.

Now, the freshmen are looking forward to Ailang, and the organizers are waiting for Ailang, but Cao Huaide has completely removed all responsibility.

Ai Lang sorted out the matter in his mind, and couldn't help but explode: "I'm really a fucking dog..."

Ai Lang was worried about the two questions of "going" and "not going" and "what should I do if I go", but at this time Xing Lu woke up and said: "Wait a minute, Cao Huaide did this The reason is that Zhuang Lin is with you, so since he dug a hole for you to jump into, he will definitely take advantage of it and try to destroy the relationship between you and Zhuang Lin."

Xing Lu hesitated to speak, she was not afraid to speculate on Cao Huaide with the worst malice.

Ellen's head jumped suddenly.

It is not difficult to guess Cao Huaide's intentions. In this matter, AI Lang is nothing more than a choice of "going" or "not going". The conflict between him and Zhuang Lin is only about "hiding it" and "not hiding it".If it wasn't for the first phone call to show off his might, Ai Lang might have been there with Zhuang Lin without knowing it, and Zhuang Lin might have been implicated by him...

"Senior?"

The gentle voice came with the "click" sound of opening the door, but it scared Ellen like a frightened bird.

"Ah! Huh?"

Ai Lang was standing against the wall, but when he heard it, he jumped up, stood upright, and smiled amiably.

Zhuang Lin stood at the door, glanced at Ai Lang suspiciously, his eyes settled on the mobile phone in Ai Lang's hand for two seconds, and then talked about the business, "Senior, someone from the club just called me and asked if I had talked with him The seniors are together, let me accompany you to the AW exhibition hall, saying that... there was an accident at the scene."

The freshman broke the valuable necklace provided by the organizer for display, and cried so much that he didn't dare to report to Ai Lang himself, so he used Zhuang Lin's mouth to relay the story.

"..."

Xing Lu on the other side of the phone didn't hear very clearly. After talking into the microphone for a long time, Ai Lang hung up the phone.

Xing Lu scratched her heart and lungs, waiting for Ailang's WeChat message——

Ai Liangyue: I'll go over there to have a look first.

Wang Zuge: ...

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The AW exhibition hall is located in a remote place. It takes nearly an hour to drive there by taxi from the apartment. This long drive seems very short to Ai Lang. I just explained to Zhuang Lin the hidden dangers of going to the exhibition hall.

Ai Lang is bitter in his heart. If he saw such a plot while watching a movie, he would definitely complain that the protagonist would eat shit even if he knew it was shit, and jump even if he knew there was a pit. Dare to do whatever you want" idea to go to the appointment.

Zhuang Lin slid through the call history page in Ailang's phone, stared down at the phone number that Ailang described as "the shameless second generation ancestor", raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head and said sincerely, "Senior, I'm with you, don't worry."

Ailang took the phone and pressed his chin to worry, "An accident at the scene must have been framed maliciously."

Zhuang Lin continued to comfort, "I believe the organizer will not be unreasonable."

"..."

The organizers "will" be reasonable, but the problem is that they don't want to be reasonable.

Ai Lang sighed silently, turned his head, and glanced at Zhuang Lin. The strange thing was that although the destination was just ahead and he hadn't figured out a definite solution, Zhuang Lin looked calm Zhuang Lin's reaction undoubtedly gave him great comfort compared to Xing Lu following him and thinking about the worst outcome.

AW Pavilion.

When Ai Lang arrived, it was past three o'clock and close to four o'clock. There were clouds of luxury cars at the entrance of the exhibition hall. There were special personnel at the entrance to check the admission tickets, and the welcome etiquette sub-stations were on the left and right sides of the entrance.

Zhuang Lin contacted a freshman surnamed Lu, and he hurriedly took his staff ID card to lead Ailang Zhuanglin into the arena. Models and etiquette are divided into two categories, and the details are subdivided into various areas, and they follow the command and arrangement of each team leader.The luxury cars exhibited in the inner and outer halls have different prices, and the models in charge of different areas are also divided into good and bad. The freshman who broke the expensive jewelry is responsible for the location of the VIP exhibition hall. Surprisingly, she is now pale with fright at the high price of compensation.

"minister……"

The girl stayed in the dressing room, crying so much that her shoulders shrugged and her makeup was ruined. When she saw Ai Lang enter the door, she cried even more fiercely, her sobbing cries twitched, her eye makeup was stained, and the ends of her eyes were stained with black halo , the flattened mouth twitched and opened and closed, the lipstick was unevenly applied, and the whole person cried out of shape.

Staying in the dressing room with the girls was also a staff member in formal attire.

"Minister... I really didn't mean to..."

Ailang had a headache. He stepped forward to comfort the girl, and the staff next to him asked: "Are you the person in charge, Mr. Ailang?"

The staff glanced at the form to check the names.

Ellen: "Well, I am."

The staff invited Ai Lang to go out after hearing the words, "My superior hopes to discuss the result of this matter with you in detail. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

As soon as Ai Lang moved, Zhuang Lin and the freshmen surnamed Lu also followed, but they were stopped by the staff member, "Mr. Ai Lang only needs to be present."

"..."

When Ai Lang heard this, his legs were filled with lead, and he didn't want to go any more for a moment, and he couldn't take a step.