Proud Gu Mingyu

After finishing his two-month part-time job, Ji Linyuan took the admission notice and boarded the train to Chongqing. The green leather train drove unsteadily for more than 20 hours. Ji Linyuan stood up and changed his posture. It's been too long and numb—he gave up his seat to an old man who didn't buy a seat, and squeezed into the aisle on the side of the dining car with his big bags and squatted.

With the smell of delicious food in the dining car, he ate the sesame cakes made by his grandfather before he set off.The homemade glutinous rice is sprinkled with sesame seeds, and inside is Ji Linyuan's own bean paste. It is soft and delicious when it is just out of the oven, and it is full of happiness when you bite it.

It's just that the sesame cakes become very hard after cooling down. Ji Linyuan has to put it in his mouth to make it soft before he can bite it, otherwise his teeth will collapse and he won't be able to eat it.

Just as Ji Linyuan was exerting all his strength to compete with the cake, he suddenly raised his head with a feeling, and saw a tall and handsome boy in the dining car, holding a plate and sitting down at the window seat facing him.Ji Linyuan almost thought that he was wrong. Now that high school should have started, how could Gu Mingyu, who is still in his third year of high school, appear here.

It's just that no matter how hard he couldn't believe it, he just sat there quietly.

In the weather in September, Gu Mingyu was wearing a long-sleeved jacket and denim trousers - Ji Linyuan was also wearing short-sleeved shorts and sandals, and a pair of clean white sneakers under his feet. He looked like a male protagonist in a comic.

A pair of eyes looked out of the car window with a bit of melancholy, and he was completely different from the domineering young man in his impression.

Ji Linyuan felt a little distressed for some reason, he stopped eating his cake, wiped the saliva off it with his hands, wrapped it carefully in a bag, and when he raised his eyes, Gu Mingyu's eyes just met his.

Ji Linyuan was startled at first, and then he pulled the corners of his mouth to show a good-looking and polite smile, but just happened to meet a marshal leading a large group of people from behind him to the door of the dining car.

The female marshal raised her voice and shouted: "Comrades who didn't buy a ticket are here to make up for it!"

"I me me!"

In an instant, everyone blocked Ji Linyuan's sight.

By the time the crowd dispersed after filling out the ticket, Gu Mingyu had long since disappeared. Ji Linyuan couldn't sit still, and wandered around in the carriage with his bag, hoping to find Gu Mingyu.

It’s just that he couldn’t be found, but he was questioned three times by the flight attendant because of his suspicious appearance, probably because he was too tall, and he didn’t look like a student with a big bag. The flight attendant looked at him very strangely.If he hadn't taken out the admission notice and ID card to verify his identity, he would have been detained almost.

Ji Linyuan didn't know that he was looking in the wrong direction, he walked towards the back of the dining car, from the hard sleeper to the hard seat, but in fact Gu Mingyu was in the compartment at the other end of the dining car - the soft sleeper.

Ji Linyuan: Poverty limits my imagination.

Gu Mingyu didn't see Ji Linyuan, he was in a daze at that moment, although his eyes met, but there was no impression in his mind.My mother finally chose chemotherapy, because the success rate of the operation was too low, and the doctor did not recommend surgery. My father wanted to transfer to Beijing to choose a better hospital and doctor, but my mother disagreed.

She said: Why drag the whole family down because of my illness, I have already accepted my fate.If I had surgery, I might not be able to get out if I went in. Now I can live for another year or two.

Hu Zhen seemed to have really looked away, she was no longer as scared as before, because she was weak, she spoke very slowly, but she was gentle and kind, she asked Gu Mingyu to have a long talk with him.

His mother said to him: I know you don't want to be admitted to Peking University, but you want to learn painting.

Gu Mingyu always thought that she was hiding it well, but she never expected her mother to see everything in her eyes.He is one of the few top students selected by the school. After he was promoted to the second year of high school, teachers in various subjects took turns to give them extra lessons. Even during the half-month period when Gu Mingyu was ill, the teachers would call him every day to explain the text, and give them lessons every day. It is instilled in Tsinghua University and Peking University that one can prove one's own excellence.Although Gu Mingyu will not be brainwashed, she is also under a lot of pressure.

After returning from the hospital, I had no intention of studying, and felt that I could not find the direction of life.

It was Hu Zhen who persuaded him to follow his own heart, so Gu Mingyu asked his father to transfer to an art student.Although Gu Huaili was surprised, he didn't stop him. Gu Mingyu persuaded him almost effortlessly. Instead, the school's teachers and school leaders took turns to bombard him.

Gu Mingyu can understand them. Every time a student from Tsinghua University and Peking University is admitted, the county education bureau will reward the school with 10 yuan. After deducting the rewards for students and teachers, the school can get at least [-] to [-] yuan, and it is also a sign for the school— ——After the college entrance examination every year, the banner of No. [-] Middle School xxx being admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University with excellent results will be hung all over the county.

Just understanding does not mean submitting, Gu Mingyu is not interested in living for other people's interests or dreams.

Dreams are always your own.

So Gu Mingyu came to Chongqing. He will have one semester to make final preparations in the sprint class for the college entrance examination of fine arts near the Academy of Fine Arts. In winter, he will take part in the recruitment exam of the Academy of Fine Arts. After the exam, he will go back to review the cultural courses with peace of mind and wait for June. the college entrance examination.

The reason why I chose Chongqing - the reason is very simple, because... Gu Mingyu loves spicy food.

When getting off the car, Gu Mingyu received a call - Gu Huaili bought him a new mobile phone.

"Don't you really need me to pick you up?"

"No need," Gu Mingyu pursed his lips, "You can just wait for me outside, I didn't bring anything anyway."

Gu Mingyu only had a small satchel, which contained an umbrella, a thermos cup, and a few changes of clothes. There were a lot of people leaving the station. Gu Mingyu hung up the phone and put her hands in her pockets to prevent someone from stealing her phone again.

Ji Linyuan was more than ten meters behind him, with bags of buckets and hot water bottles full of hands, and a bed of cotton on his back.

Being tall is an advantage, and despite the crowds, Ji Linyuan quickly spotted Gu Mingyu.He showed a happy smile and tried to squeeze in Gu Mingyu's direction.

It's just that he has too many things, and it's inevitable that he bumps and bumps when he walks by, and he has to stop to apologize to others. When they finally catch up with Gu Mingyu, they have already walked to the square outside.

As we got closer, Ji Linyuan began to hesitate again. Later, he inquired about Gu Mingyu, and probably knew about his family background and aloof personality. Ji Linyuan felt that Gu Mingyu would probably ignore him—he had already forgotten that Gu Mingyu still owed him 300 yuan. thing.

I simulated it several times in my mind, and when I finally summoned up the courage to raise my hand to call Gu Mingyu's name, I saw Gu Mingyu walking across the square, and after a harsh brake sound, a super luxurious sports car stopped in front of him.

Ji Linyuan didn't know the value of that car, but he could tell from the amazed or jealous eyes of the people around him that the car was worth a lot.

Gu Mingyu opened the car door and got in. When he was fastening his seat belt, the man in the driver's seat looked out solemnly.

"What?" Gu Mingyu turned her head, only to see a tall and strong back with things hanging all over her body, looking like a migrant worker.

"It's nothing." Guan Jing smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and held it between his index and middle fingers, "It's just that I'm very happy to see you at last."

Gu Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and stopped putting on his seat belt, "If you want to smoke, I'll go down and take a taxi by myself."

Guan Jing froze for a moment, stared at his indifferent eyebrows and eyes for a few seconds, then put a cigarette on his ear and started the car.

"I'm afraid of you, my ancestor!"

The sports car jumped out at a very fast speed, and Gu Mingyu said again: "You are speeding."

Guan Jing pretended not to hear, insisted on driving at the original speed for a few minutes, and then quietly turned to look at Gu Mingyu.

The boy pursed his lips and stared straight ahead indifferently, he didn't look angry but obviously unhappy.

Guan Jing involuntarily slowed down.

"You have been in Chongqing for several months this time, right? You will live with Uncle Guan. Uncle Guan will arrange a car for you every day."

Gu Mingyu turned her head and looked at him with heavy eyes——

A few minutes later, Guan Jing couldn't help stuffing the cigarette stuck in his ear into his mouth, chewing hard, while spitting at himself for being nervous by a teenage boy who had worked hard for more than ten years. At the same time, he felt like a fire was burning in his heart, which made his whole body itchy.

Gu Mingyu withdrew his gaze, looked at the special building in the mountain city outside the car window, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

The car stopped at the entrance of a hotel, Guan Jing walked around to the co-driver to open the car door for Gu Mingyu, the temperature in Chongqing was colder than Gu Mingyu's hometown, Gu Mingyu added a jacket over his shirt, Guan Jing's hospitality did not attract his attention, He got out of the car and thanked him politely and naturally, as if it was only the hotel doorman who opened the door for him.

He raised his chin slightly and looked at the hotel's signboard. It was not night yet, but the hotel lit up with golden lights the moment they arrived, printing the entire signboard brilliantly.

"Brilliant and magnificent, the name is good." Gu Mingyu calmly followed the manager who was escorting him to the hotel, and turned around and said to Guan Jing, "How did Uncle Guan come up with this name?"

"How do you know I started it? Also... I don't seem to say that this is the hotel I own, right?" Guan Jingrao walked in with Gu Mingyu in his arms, and now his interest in this young man is getting stronger and stronger.

"Turn on the lights in broad daylight, and when we arrived, apart from greeting the boss or coincidence, I can't think of any hotel that would be so stupid," Gu Mingyu laughed suddenly, her beautiful eyes seemed to contain the light of stars.

The style of the hotel should be the name, the entire lobby is dazzling and magnificent.

"As for why you know it was Uncle Guan's name... How about introducing me for a while?" Facing the hotel staff standing in a row to welcome them, Gu Mingyu was not stage frightened. He nodded at them, with the corner of his mouth twitching With a wicked smile, he looked like a rich man who often went to such occasions.But in fact - the county where Gu Mingyu is located is just a small rural place, let alone a fifth-tier and sixth-tier city, it can't even reach a county-level city, and Gu Mingyu is rarely taken to banquets by his father.

Guan Jing knows that some things are inborn, which is infinitely more noble than nurture, especially for a person like him.

Guan Jing's face was full of joy, and he had long forgotten that Gu Mingyu slapped him in the car just now. He smiled cheerfully and said, "I will obey you, Uncle Guan listens to you in everything." But there was an unusual look in his eyes. s things.

On the opposite side of the hotel, an old taxi stopped, and the driver said to the passengers behind him, "Son, are you sure you really don't need to call the police?"