I quietly watch you play

和牛套餐198一例满200送餐，烤鳕鱼饭88鳕鱼是假的，八珍素煲69要加20配送费……不然还吃隔壁麦记的鸡腿堡？

Zhou Wei held up the takeout list to fan the wind. In the past, opening a bottle of wine and tipping hundreds of dollars was not considered money, but now eating a meal would cost him half a bill of income. not easy.

The "life-saving skills" taught by Huang Zhizi really do not deceive me!

Zhou Wei got up from the sofa and brushed back the hair that grew to his chin. The unconventional appearance was getting closer to the artist, but the spiritual core inside was about to be consumed by him into an empty shell.

He decided to fill his stomach before the pill exploded. There were only refrigerators and boxes left in the refrigerator, so he had to go to the supermarket to buy.

There are very few people visiting the supermarket at nine o’clock. Zhou Wei found a mask and put it on. He pushed the shopping cart along the aisle of the food area to pick it up. He suddenly stopped picking up and backed away while putting the useless ones back. , Don't spend money indiscriminately.

He bought lean meat, eggs, tofu, and milk. He didn't see the leftover vegetables, so he barely picked cabbage and potatoes, and then stocked up some convenience food.

Although cooking by himself is unpalatable, but to save money, he has to survive this year. In any case, he can't starve to death before Seventh Brother comes back.

In the summer, wearing a mask is very eye-catching. Zhou Wei is in the checkout lane, and the big mother behind him always glances at him from the corner of her eye.

Zhou Wei didn't know if this person lived in the same community, maybe he was curious about his appearance because of his familiarity, so he sneezed twice and pretended that he had a cold.

The aunt hid back, and it happened that Zhou Wei's mobile phone received a message at this time. Seeing that there was no one else behind, he let the aunt go first, and read the message at the end.

The news came from Mrs. "Yihuzhu" who bought a picture with him last time. It was a red envelope for payment.

Zhou Wei didn't click to receive, it was his turn to check out, and it was inconvenient to type, so he took off the hanging ear of one mask, held up the mobile phone, took things out of the shopping cart, and replied to the other party by voice.

"If you recommend me on Weibo, you won't be charged for this order. You can come to me again if you need it."

He just said it casually last time, but this lady actually sent a recommendation Weibo for him very seriously.

Yihuzhu has more than 5 fans, not a great god, but after her recommendation Zhou Wei gained hundreds of fans, and did receive a few new orders.

Yihuzhu: [Be sure to accept it, I am a part-time writer, and I don’t make much money, but I still have a stable salary.It's not easy for everyone, so I can't let you be busy, let alone such a good painting.Satisfied, thank you! 】

Zhou Wei clicked accept, and replied with voice: "Thank you." Thinking of going back to her new post, she would throw a few more thunderous compliments.

"170 two yuan and forty cents."

After Zhou Wei paid the money, he looked up and saw a person in the aisle next door holding up his mobile phone and pointing the camera at him. Zhou Wei hurriedly lowered his head and put the mask back on.

Next time, let’s place an order two days in advance for online shopping. I’m really not used to standing in the crowd.

Zhou Wei walked back in a hurry, and the moment the door closed behind him, he felt a sense of relief that he had finally escaped.

After swiping to a new Weibo of Mrs. Yihuzhu, the previous recommendation was still forwarded, and the message read: I actually received a voice message from my little brother!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my little brother's voice is so sweet!blushing face.JPG

Then, when Zhou Wei was cooking food and checking the private messages asking for pictures, he encountered a bunch of idlers who lied about buying pictures and wanted to chat with him, blocked them one by one, and inadvertently boiled the pot dry.

Another homemade meal that was difficult to swallow but was swallowed because of excessive hunger.

Xiao Qi licked the cat bowl contentedly, and rolled up the cat food until there was no grain left.

Zhou Wei felt that it had a good appetite, and scooped a spoonful of the paste from her own bowl into the cat's bowl.

Xiao Qi let out a meow, and walked away disgustedly.

A son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor.cat!He actually despises him and can't eat it... Sure enough, he raised him.

Zhou Wei pushed the bowl away, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

It is not easy to make money. He is just starting out, and there are not many customers, and people do not buy pictures every day.

This speed is only enough to solve food and clothing, and it is far from enough to save money.

But he needs money.Maybe the Zhou family didn't give him anything else, he has never lacked a sense of material security, so now he is very scared.

He is afraid that one day he will have no money to buy a box of medicine when he is sick, and no money to buy a meal when he is hungry... He is afraid that one day he will regret his integrity and face, and then he will really have nothing.

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Zhou Wei received a call from Zhou Chen again, and the school registration is about to start.

Grandpa said on the phone: "Xiaowei, it's time to report, are you ready? Remember to go to Danqing Building to register, don't make a mistake."

Danqing Building is the teaching building of Dan University Academy of Fine Arts. Zhou Wei's throat was choked instantly, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He didn't have the results of the unified examination of fine arts, thinking that he wasted a voluntary application to the Academy of Fine Arts purely for comfort and catharsis, but he didn't expect——

"Grandpa... are you in good health?" Zhou Wei bit his lips tightly when he asked this question after working hard, but his voice was uneven.

"If you really want to know, come back and see me." Zhou Chen relaxed his tone, he couldn't hear any disappointment, more like the elders acting like a spoiled child to the younger generation.

Zhou Wei couldn't speak any more words, he heard a soft sigh on the other end of the phone, followed by the beeping tone of hanging up.

Zhou Wei curled up on the sofa facing the backrest, his shoulders shrugged violently, and there was a gurgling sound of blood flowing through his chest.

He used to be very bitter and difficult, but he didn't want to belong to the Zhou family, he didn't want to lose the name of Zhou Wei, he didn't want to be another person...even if the other party was the Arab royal family, he didn't want to, even if the Zhou family went bankrupt... He decided to go forward with a heavy burden for the Zhou family, but unfortunately his surname is not Zhou.

There was a vague whimper in the empty room, and he squatted on the coffee table and looked at it for a while, then quietly jumped down, jumped onto the sofa and slipped into Zhou Wei's arms.

Zhou Wei hugged the little furry body, it was very warm, and he could feel the fresh touch and the pulsation of life under its fluffy skin.

Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, you won't want your father, right?

On the day when I actually went to report for duty, Zhou Wei was very nervous. I checked the documents in the information bag over and over again. I couldn’t tell whether it was the excitement of finally getting what I wanted or the embarrassment of showing another identity for the first time.

It was already the last day of enrollment for freshmen, and he couldn't delay any longer.

The distance is very close, Zhou Wei didn't take a car, and didn't wear a mask, so the place would be eye-catching without money.

He was wearing the most common white T-shirt and slacks. His back was hard to find among the college students, but his hair was a little long, and the hair hanging half covered his cheeks, which was not uncommon in the Academy of Fine Arts.

Being beautiful always attracts attention, Zhou Wei felt that the eyes gathered along the way from time to time, he stayed calm and didn't look back, but nothing special happened.

There were not many people who came to register until the last day. Zhou Wei lined up with his finger on the information bag, and his eyes slowly scanned the row of portraits on the wall. They were all famous tutors of the Academy of Fine Arts. Just don't know them all.

"Have you brought all the documents?"

Hearing someone ask this question, Zhou Wei hurriedly turned his gaze away, and saw the welcoming brothers who were helping the juniors to check the information one by one, he raised his hand and handed over the bag.

The senior brother took the file and flipped through it, as if checking his identity: "Chen Mo?" He stared at Zhou Wei's face, his gaze was like a still life sketch: "You look familiar, have you seen it somewhere before? native?"

"I haven't seen it." Zhou Wei felt a sense of indifference and alienation when he rejected people thousands of miles away. When there was no smile at all, the overly delicate facial features added a bit of aloofness to this indifference, "I have checked carefully."

He withdrew the information bag from the opponent's hand.

The senior brother froze for a moment, and did not speak any more politely, but when he returned to the welcome seniors, Zhou Wei obviously felt that more people were secretly looking at him and whispering something.

This made Zhou Wei feel uncomfortable. There were still two people in front of him. He hoped that it would be his turn soon, and he would go home directly instead of going to the dormitory after finishing.

"Is it really him?" "The last day is finally here." "I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true." "He is not the same as in the previous photo." "He was kicked out..." "I changed my name... I thought I didn't recognize it..." "It's a bit pitiful!" "I got in through a relationship..."

Almost as soon as the person in front turned around, Zhou Wei immediately handed over his information, afraid that he would turn his head and leave when he heard those words again.

The middle-aged female teacher in charge pushed down her glasses, looked at the ID card, checked the admission notice and the admission ticket, took the photo to check the ID card again, and looked up at Zhou Wei: "The name on the admission ticket is not Same, changed your name?"

"Yes, the certificate from the household registration department is attached, together with the household registration booklet." Zhou Wei hurriedly explained, feeling more eyes coming from all directions, even the other teachers who handled the matter looked here.

After a meal time, the female teacher finally reviewed the materials and completed the enrollment procedures for him, and paid by card.

Zhou Wei felt that the fabric on his back was soaked with sweat, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body, like those sticky eyes that followed everywhere, curious like tentacles, and probing like hunters.

They all want to know if he is the fake prince Zhou Wei of Peony City, how he was kicked out of his home, how he was forced to change his name, how he got the sympathy of the Zhou family to help him get into the Academy of Fine Arts...

After finishing everything, Zhou Wei turned around and left immediately, without even waiting for the elevator, and ran all the way downstairs from the steps.

Phew, he stood outside in the bright sunlight, like a focal point captured by a chasing light on the stage, and the heat wave swept his whole body. Only then did he realize that the air-conditioning in the registration hall just now was very strong.

Countless sunspots were jumping in front of his eyes, and at some point in front of the Danqing Building, an unusually large number of people gathered, all of them gesticulating and looking at him, many mouths were opening and closing, and many noisy whispers merged into a vast ocean.

Zhou Wei took a step back almost subconsciously, wanting to turn around and find a way out, only to find that the only way out was to return to the building.

Why did he retreat, he shouldn't retreat, he has to go out, he wants to start again here, not to be swallowed up.

"Excuse me, are you Chen Wei's classmate? Isn't your original name called Zhou Wei?" There was actually a reporter holding a recording pen and a video camera.

"It's him, it's him! The hairstyle has changed!"

Zhou Wei lowered his head slightly, trying to let the reporter pass through the crowd, but his arm was scratched by someone's hard object. He looked down, but there was no bleeding.

"I heard that you didn't take the art examination at all. This time, it was the Zhou family who entrusted you to enter the Academy of Fine Arts. Do you think this is fair to other candidates?"

"That's right, where is Dang Academy of Fine Arts! High-end restaurants or private clubs? If you have money, you can come—"

"Are you 20 years old this year? Was it because your grades were too poor that you didn't take the university entrance exam?"

"Do your biological parents support you in studying art? Can they say a few words?"

"So handsome! Why don't you sell your face..."

"Hey, don't squeeze behind—"

All kinds of questions flooded in, and it was hard to tell which ones were asked by reporters and which ones were asked by passers-by, and there were also various voices of ridicule and resentment.

The camera is like a devil's one-eyed stare at him, the mobile phone and other audio-visual equipment almost hit his face, and strange limbs and smells touch him from time to time, like scorpion tail stings slowly scratching against the skin Pass.

Zhou Wei had goosebumps all over her body, she couldn't tell whether it was disgust or fear, get out of the way!He thought, get out of here!Get me out of here!

The crowd is shrinking, approaching, and getting more and more crowded. Some people are shouting and shoving, and some are looking around. It's not like being in a holy ivory tower, or standing in front of a magnificent art palace.

Zhou Wei felt that it was difficult to breathe, and there were bursts of blackness in front of his eyes, and the sky was drifting away and narrowing.

I can't faint here, I can't be trampled to death by them like this——

Zhou Wei felt someone hit his shoulder, a sticky and sour smell wafted out, a peach pit was rolling down from his cuff, leaving the juice of rotten peach dripping on his white clothes, there may be a few drops splashed on the side of his neck.

Then there was a heavy push from the back, and he staggered forward, and the crowd finally squirmed to give him a little room to fall.

Should you hold your head?Are they going to hit me?I don't know these people, I have no grievances with them...why don't they let me go?

Zhou Wei's wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, which happened to stop him from falling. He tried to break free with his arms, but Zhou Lei pulled him to the front.

Behind him, the group turned to block the crowd, while Zhou Lei protected him from the other side and quickly walked out of the vortex-like crowd.

Boom!The car door was closed heavily, and Zhou Wei realized that he was already sitting in the car. For the first time, he experienced the sense of security brought by the small space.

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