Teacher Meng wanted to hit someone after hearing this

Jiang Lang's Langyu studio was officially completed a week after the plaster on his left arm was removed.The address of the studio was chosen on the first and second floors of an office building in the westernmost part of City Z. It was a place close to the suburbs. The reason for choosing this place was simple: away from Jiang's commercial building in the east of City Z.

Jianglang University majored in business, so he was no stranger to these steps, but it was a bit overwhelming for him to handle them all by himself.Fortunately, he didn't have to worry about money.After hiring two girls from the Ministry of Manpower, he dropped most of the recruitment matters and devoted himself to marketing development.

The main business items of their Langyu studio are handmade art wall paintings, custom-made oil paintings, advertisement design and manufacture, as well as consignment and exhibition of famous calligraphy and paintings.At present, the investment is in place. What he lacks is exposure. After thinking about it, he found out the Weibo account he registered a long time ago. He has basically never used it. There are still more than 5000 fans and Weibo certification. Looking at it again , this microblog looks like it has been idle for several years, and it was only a few ten minutes ago that a microblog was posted——

[Langyu studio. /Picture] shows that the location is exactly his address here.

It can't be the microblog that he distributes carefully. At a glance, he knows that someone is operating behind the scenes to help him. The pictures sent from the microblog, he thought about it, should be the two girls hired these two days. One of them, but as for why she knew about his Weibo, it must be his mother, Ms. Yang Yuelin, who has nothing to do all day and just worries about her son.

Jiang Lang reluctantly changed the Weibo password, deleted all the previously unknown Weibo, and left the latest one, which coincided with his initial thoughts.

He had an obsessive-compulsive attack and clicked on and off all the new reminders. Private messages needed to be opened one by one, and he always closed them every second. However, when his eyes passed one, he paused for two seconds.

Jiang Lang clicked on it again, and the other party's nickname was: deep hidden blue.

He only said three words: [Jiang Sanshao? ]

Which dope is this?

Although he didn't deliberately hide his identity, most of the people who would not know his identity unless they deliberately checked and called him by this name should be people they know.

Jiang Lang casually replied with a [? ] and left it aside, then looked at the time in the lower right corner, and clicked on a shortcut icon on the desktop without hesitation, the name under the icon is - Unit A 501.

When Lan Qiaotian found out that Meng Yuan broke up with Fu Heqian and rented a house together with the Jianglangjiang Third Young Master who was always criticized, he was shocked and worried.The amount of information made him unable to grasp the main point. How could Meng Yuan break up with He Qian? When he first met Meng Yuan three years ago, the two of them had been dating for a year.On weekdays, Meng Yuan would not bear to say even a serious word to He Qian, and his love for He Qian has not changed at all after four years. It can be said that the two of them are definitely an enviable couple in this secret circle.

But now, what happened in the months he was gone?

Although his family background is not one of the best in Z City, it can still be ranked first, so he has met Jiang Lang on some occasions, coupled with the usual hearing, the other party is like a walking hormone in his heart The presence.

Needless to say, Jiang Lang's family background, somehow ran to live with Meng Yuan?It has to be said that he thought wrong at the first moment, and even suspected that the breakup with Meng Yuan and He Qian was caused by that person's obstruction.But he didn't know how to talk about this with Meng Yuan, so he had to send some comments on the Internet to Meng Yuan, hoping that the other party would understand.

As a result, one day, Lan Qiaotian, one of Jiang Lang's [-] fans, had a hot head and decisively sent a private message to ask about it, but the private message came to nothing. For the first two days, he still complained about Jiang Lang's ostentation, but it didn't work out. After two days, he was also tossed about by various things abroad, so he put this matter behind him.

So when he suddenly received a [? ], his heart is: ? ?

Clicking on it again, he was on the spot in a daze, and looked at the sending time of the message above him, it was already more than a month ago.

Based on Jiang Lang's words, after such a long time, if Meng Yuan was a woman, she might have been able to conceive, right?Mengmeng, I'm sorry for you, I will definitely give you the child's future milk powder money and put it in his full moon red envelope!

He didn't know whether to ask Meng Yuan first or reply to Jiang Lang first.

After thinking about it, he decided to reply first. After all, the other party's message was sent to him just now, so it's better while it's hot.

So he wrote: [I am a friend of Meng Yuan, I heard from him that you two live together? ] After writing this sentence, he suddenly and subtly discovered that the house Jiang Lang lives in now does not belong to him?I was flattered to say that I was still his landlord.

Even though it was still hot, he didn't get a reply from Jiang Lang.Because the other party is busy... secretly observing.

It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, and on Jiang Lang's simple computer desktop, there was only one window open, and what was displayed on it was a video, to be precise, a...surveillance video.

Unit 501, Unit A of Hongye Community, Meng Yuan is sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading and writing notes. There are many professional books spread out on the coffee table. on the person in the house.

Jiang Lang watched silently, he never thought before that he would do such a thing one day.In his view, this kind of behavior is actually a crime.But ever since he overheard a rich second generation chatting about this with others on the sea bed that day, the figure of Meng Yuan popped up in his mind, and then he couldn't help having this idea. When he realized it, he had already taken advantage of it When Meng Yuan was away, he installed it in the living room, but he regretted it when he finished the installation. He felt that he had become abnormal at some point, and then he connected another terminal to the computer in his studio, thinking, here I work all day, so I don't have time to watch it.

However, once this kind of thing is installed, it's like countless ants crawling in his mind, agitating his nerves bit by bit, trying to make himself click on that document.He was tortured by himself all day long, and he couldn't work well, so he finally gave up one day, gritted his teeth and opened the file.

I just take a look.

Once the first step has been taken in many things, it is actually not as difficult to accept as originally thought.Jiang Lang tried to persuade himself that this is the living room, and nothing will happen. Besides, he also paid the rent for this house. Look at his "property"...is there nothing wrong with it?

In this way, he got used to looking at the person he loved but couldn't get close to in a place far away from the Hongye community.

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Before you know it, 04:30 has passed, and the light outside gradually turns into a warm yellow tone, which is slightly dim.Meng Yuan tidied up the messy books spread out on the coffee table, and moved them back to the bedroom in one breath, planning to continue reading at night, and then went out for a walk to buy groceries.

Seeing Meng Yuan go out, Jiang Lang knew that he would not be back for a while, so he sighed to himself and closed the window to deal with work.

Although the studio has just opened for a short time, but because Jiang Lang is quite well-known in the domestic oil painting circles, and he is a young painter, in fact, many people know him on the Internet, so he has been very busy since the opening. I hate that I only have one pair of hands, and I can only handle one thing at a time.

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, Jiang Lang invited several investors to have dinner together. Jiang Lang knew that those naughty old guys would agree to invest only after they knew their identities.Although he felt a little uncomfortable, there was nothing he could do. After all, he was a young boy without any entrepreneurial experience and achievements. A few awards alone were not enough to convince those foxes who had been struggling in the mall all year round. .

Mutual utilization is the normal state of business.

The location was chosen at Tongyuan Hotel, and a box was booked. Except for a young man in Jianglang, there was a table of middle-aged men, all of whom had a beer belly and a Mediterranean.

Jiang Lang used to be in the bar, or competed with those friends for drinks, or used alcohol to numb himself with Lushuiqingyuan, but now there is a legitimate reason for drinking.

After drinking for three rounds, the people at the table no longer talked around Jiang Lang, and talked about their family's property from the things in the studio, but a few people chatted freely on their own, but they were all intentional. Inadvertently showing his talent in front of Jiang Lang, while despising Jiang Lang's rich second generation for being unlearned and incompetent, at the same time hoping that the other party can go home and say a few words to Jiang Rutian or Jiang Boshang for himself, recommending them.

Jiang Lang managed to get out of the topic of these few people, so he hurriedly excused himself to go to the bathroom to get some air. He also drank a lot of alcohol, and the aftertaste of the alcohol slowly picked up, making him unable to think.He walked to the door of the bathroom, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. He rarely smokes and has no addiction. Occasionally, one day he saw Meng Yuan smoking in the video, and only then did he feel his true love. Fucked a man.

After he smoked halfway, he felt his mind cleared up a little. He took out his phone and swiped open the screen, just in time to see the Weibo on his phone reminding him that he had a private message.Jiang Lang clicked to see Lan Qiaotian's reply, and immediately frowned.

Meng Yuan's friend?what kind of friends?

The innermost window of the bathroom was open, and the wind was blowing through the hall from the outside, making it bitingly cold.The sparks on Jiang Lang's cigarette flickered, and his brain hurt a little from the wind. Looking at the other party's words on the phone screen, he suddenly saw the feeling of intimacy, and suddenly became jealous.He has no status, the more he cares about those who may covet his Teacher Meng, come and kill one by one, he will not be soft-hearted.

So he quickly replied: [Yes.We live together. ]

Lan Qiaotian saw the reply, and felt that this sentence was obviously ambiguous.He wasn't afraid that Jiang Lang would find his identity along Weibo, because he seldom posted anything on Weibo, and most of them were forwarded hahahaha, so he directly asked directly: [Which kind of place? ]

[The kind you want. ]

Jiang Lang completely regarded the other party as a rival in love, and never beat around the bush when he spoke.

The other party didn't come back, Jiang Lang extinguished the cigarette, put the phone back in his pocket in satisfaction, and prepared to go back to the box to continue chatting with those old foxes.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw a man with a familiar figure not far away helping another man to come out of the box. It was Meng Yuan.

The wind blew across Jiang Lang's face and beat his heart hard.

Jiang Lang subconsciously retreated into the bathroom to avoid running into Meng Yuan, but he didn't expect that the other party was walking towards him, so he had no choice but to hide in the cubicle, feeling uneasy about what would happen next.

Only Meng Yuan's voice sounded: "I told you not to drink so much..."

Then there was a burst of heart-piercing vomiting. Afterwards, Meng Yuan said, "Have you learned a lesson? I told you from the beginning, that woman is a liar at first sight. How do you know if you don't try it?" If you lose your true love, you will find me to pay for it."

"You, I say, Teacher Meng, can you stop scolding me in the same tone as you are scolding students... is that okay? As a colleague, I'm a little, a little scared..." The other party spoke intermittently, obviously just finished vomiting and hasn't recovered yet.

"Afraid of me, just keep drinking alone, I'm leaving."

"Don't, don't, I just broke up in love, so you can't take more care of me..."

The voices of the two people spread farther and farther, and they returned to the box.Jiang Lang came out of the cubicle, looked at the door of the bathroom in a daze, then smiled helplessly while holding his forehead, and went back to chat with the group of men.

The author has something to say:

To tell a bad joke, I suddenly discovered that the abbreviation of SeaBed seabed is, SB...

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