Guandong Yunmengtan

Since the work at Tsukiji Market has been halved, Meng Xiang can no longer deliver Sakura Sushi every day. After dealing with the trouble caused by the perverted goldfish, he immediately visits Mr. Oe to explain the situation.Mr. Ojiang expressed his understanding, and said that he happened to be looking for him for something.

"Meng Jun is an art student, right? The specialized school I am currently studying at wants to hire a teacher who teaches sketching. See if you are interested in trying it."

Meng wanted to be surprised. Mr. Oeko is kind, but not as friendly as Noguchi. He has always maintained the way of getting along with him as an employer and employee. The relationship is as calm as water. It seems that he is not a nosy character. How could he suddenly think of introducing him to his casual acquaintances? Work?

Mr. Dajiang knew that he had doubts, so he pointed it out on the spot: "Aju said that you almost lost your life when you were looking for a job. I was afraid that you would be in danger for job hunting again. Let me help you find a way. That school was run by my colleague's son. , I happen to be recruiting an art teacher, and I only go to two classes a week for half a day, and the salary seems to be good. I have seen the portrait you painted for Ah Ju, and that level is competent enough. If you want to go, I will give it to the principal tonight Call up."

People's hearts change people's hearts, and human feelings change human feelings. Meng Xiang has treated people with sincerity in the past three years, which has nourished his noble luck. After he became a model for Ryohei Yamane, he no longer has to worry about making a living every month, but the job is difficult to talk about, and it will not last long Who can compare to Qing Zhengmei, an art teacher?As far as he knows, schools of this kind of interest pay teachers very generously. The salary for a class is no less than 20 yen. If you go there once a week, you can earn around [-] yen a month, which is more expensive than being a porter in the fish market. Much stronger.

Mr. Dajiang has a high face value, and he sent an invitation to Meng Xiang the next day after a phone call to the school. When he learned that he was a part-time job, he kindly asked him to choose the course date by himself.Meng wanted to check the schedule of his school, and found out that the elective courses on Wednesday afternoon could be taken or not, so he booked the working time here.

On Saturday, he, the director, returned to the crew of "Juzi Chaos" and continued to direct the filming.When he came to the set, his colleagues greeted him one after another, and prepared flowers and snacks for him, as if welcoming a recovering patient.Meng wanted to thank and apologize to them one by one. When it was Mizuki Shigeru's turn, he found that this man was dressed in normal men's clothing today, and his sex changed with the phase, and he returned to the respectful and quiet man's demeanor when he first met. He just spoke indifferently when talking to him. It is difficult to connect with the enthusiastic and talkative image of women's clothing, whether it is external or internal.

At this time, Jin Shanqiu came, and seeing Meng Xiang hurriedly served a care package, words were not enough to comfort him, and he also taught a few practical fighting skills on the spot, and pulled him to demonstrate in person, twisting and falling, which quickly made the students lose their waists .Meng Xiang squatted on the ground and rubbed his bones, and accidentally saw Shigeru Mizuki rolling his eyes at Jin Shanqiu with a look of disgust, obviously he had a big opinion on this rough teacher.

On the second day, the cameraman asked for half a day off work, the crew finished work at two o'clock, and all the exterior scenes were finished. Oscar proposed to have dinner in the evening. Mizuki Shigeru heard that the AA system was implemented, and quietly complained to Meng Xiang who was standing by: "That woman eats more than I do. The two together are still big, and it’s not a buffet, so if the meal expenses are shared equally, we will suffer a lot.”

Today he put on beautiful women's clothes again, and his personality was also tuned to the coquettish mother-in-law channel. He chatted a lot, and drools more than tea. Shame played to the extreme.His parents often taught him not to stand in line when dealing with interpersonal relationships. When he met the crew by chance, it was best to stay out of the conflict between them. Therefore, he always ignored Shigeru Mizuki's small report and did not express his opinion or spread it.

Compared with Mizuki's harshness, Jin Shanqiu really seemed like a bold man. Hearing Oscar's words, he patted his chest and said that he would be a host, so he called the restaurant on the spot to reserve a seat.The crew had heard that she was a gold-collar family engaged in the research and development of high-tech products, and most of them would not be stingy when entertaining guests. It turned out to be a high-end restaurant in Shibuya that night. Jin Shanqiu picked up the menu and ordered it one by one. Eyes were not aimed at the price at all.

Mizuki frowned into a Sichuan shape, and pulled Gu Yi nearby and whispered in a low voice: "These Tokyoites like to show off, and they want this and that, and she will feel sorry for her later when they pay the bill."

Meng Xiang, who was sitting next to Gu Yi, overheard it by accident. Seeing Gu Yi's eyebrows beckoning, he also smiled wryly, feeling that the dinner table would not be peaceful.He said that good spirits are bad spirits, and before the dishes are ready, Mizuki and Jin Shanqiu have a dispute over current affairs. One is aggressive, and the other is shy and angry.Fortunately, the Japanese have a strong public awareness and know that they should not make a scene in the restaurant. Jin Shanqiu immediately swipe his card to pay the bill and invite Mizuki to a duel in a secluded place.Seeing their men wearing women's clothes, the male duck humming pretentious female language, and the female men dressing up, shouting in a rough tone, the colleagues couldn't help laughing, and finally unanimously entrusted Oscar to mediate, and the rest broke up.

When going out, Meng Xiang intentionally dawdled, observed Gu Yi's movements secretly, and had sex twice in succession. He had already formed a subtle magnetic field with the other party, and he couldn't help thinking about and drawing him. move.

"Meng Sang, are you going home?"

Gu Yi came up from behind and spoke to him naturally, Meng Xiang could hear the overtones, and pretended to be innocent and said: "Oh, it's still early, I want to wander around before going back."

"Don't you still have to work at night?"

"Now I go every other day. Today is a day off, and I will go tomorrow night."

Gu Yi smiled knowingly, and suggested: "Then let's find a place to have a drink. I was so dizzy from the argument between Shuimu and Jinshan just now, I didn't enjoy it at all."

Meng Xiang agreed very readily, and asked him to decide where to go. Gu Yi thought for a while and said, "Nearby shops are not interesting, let's go buy some skewers and beer, and sit and eat on the roof of the building opposite. It's quiet and spacious. , and enjoy the night view by the way.”

Rooftop dating is a classic stalk of petty bourgeois romance movies that never fails. Meng Xiang, a layman in love, has long been eager to try it. The date in front of him is a gender base that is different from the original idea. Going back two weeks, he would not be willing to be with the other party if he was beaten to death. Getting along alone, but after having several sessions of Yunzhengxiawei's skin-to-skin kiss, the feeling is different. Those dopamine and brain coffee peptides produced by sex and love not only make people desire, immortal, desire, and death, but also make people confused and fascinated In short, after listening to Gu Yi's words, he felt that he had no reason to refuse.

They packed some skewers at the kebab shop, bought two large boxes of octopus balls and a dozen Kirin beer, and went to the rooftop on the top floor of the building.When the lights come on, there is a lively sea of ​​fireworks under your feet. The empty roof of the building is like a lone boat carrying two young people who are quiet in the middle of the noise. The city is far away, the sky is near, and the cold wind is blowing slowly. The taste of beer is more refreshing and delicious.

It was the first time to spend the leisurely time together, both of them felt a little strange, after a few silences, they both looked at each other and smiled, Meng wanted to thank Ye Shi for lending her veil to cover the redness on her face, and asked without words: "What did you say last time? You have been in Japan for 14 years?"

Gu Yi smiled: "Well, it will be 15 years in two months."

"Is your father's Chinese school going well?"

"It's okay. I recently found a partner and plans to expand the enrollment. There are endless overtime classes every day. I'm worried that his body will not be able to bear it."

"Where's your mother? Didn't help him?"

"...They divorced ten years ago. My mother returned to China, and now she has re-established a family and gave birth to a little sister for me."

After Gu Yi finished speaking, he smiled cheerfully, as if he was trying to resolve the embarrassment for Meng Xiang. Meng Xiang crawled into the ant's heart again, stinging with pain, scratching the back of his head, and picked up a bunch of roasted flower branches and handed it to him.

"This is delicious, try it."

"Okay, thank you."

There was another silence, Meng Xiang was like a shaking Coke bottle, calm on the surface, angry in his heart, knowing that he had inadvertently touched Gu Yi's old injury, eager to say something to divert his attention, secretly deliberated over and over again to find the right time to speak, and did not Thinking of Gu Yi talking to him at the same time, the voices of the two collided head-on, they were stunned, and then they laughed together.

"You talk first."

Gu Yi took the initiative to step aside, took a sip of beer, Meng Xiang played with the beer can embarrassingly, and said with a smirk: "Well, I first met you in Ueno Maobeidi Park, why did you run into the lake? And why are those Yakuza chasing you?"

"Oh, there is a triad leader who often comes to our store to drink and has been harassing me. He asked me out for dinner that day. He accidentally hit him with an ashtray, sneaked into the park, tried to escape from the lake, and then met you."

Gu Yi's tone was casual and ordinary, as if he was used to running through the big wind and waves, and he had already cultivated the calmness of lifting weights as lightly as possible.Compared with him, Meng Xiang is just a frog in a well. He has lived a life as standard as a mirror for a long time. Hearing this kind of thrilling plot, he couldn't help sweating for him, and asked how the follow-up would be.

"Many of the customers in our store are gangsters, and some big guys like me very much. I told this to one of them, and the uncle was very angry. He helped me to negotiate with the gangster, and I went to drink with him. After a drink, he made a symbolic apology to the other party, and he never came to make trouble afterwards."

"That's good."

Meng Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of another question and asked it hesitantly.

"Sensei Yamane has promised to help your father pay off his debts, why do you still go to work in a nightclub in Shinjuku?"

Gu Yidong glanced at him appreciatively, and said casually: "I want to help the family earn more money, what job can be easier and quicker to make money than being a bartender boy at a bar."

Meng Xiang was hit by a series of bullets composed of shock and anger, and reprimanded loudly: "But that will only degenerate, you obviously have a better choice, as long as you continue to study at Dongda University, get a degree, you can find a good job, and live a dignified life. You can't just focus on the present, you still have decades of life to go, and these stains may never be washed away if you don't go ashore again."

After listening silently, Gu Yi took a deep breath calmly, and sighed lightly like a breeze: "I also want to take the right path, but it will take at least two or three years to achieve results. I'm afraid I don't have that much time."

"What? How could you say such a thing?"

Meng Xiang was a little surprised and a little wary, and looked him up straight, suddenly panicked, for fear of seeing something.The dignified look on his face made Gu Yi chuckle, rubbed his hair like a dog, and said loudly: "I'm just kidding, you don't want me to work in a nightclub, then I'll resign, but my mother Sang told me It's good, I have to wait for him to find someone to replace me before leaving, probably another month."

Meng Xiang's chest was thumping, and he put his fingers on the top of his head and scratched vigorously, and muttered embarrassingly: "I'm doing it for your own good, people just have to behave properly, and when they get old and recall the past, they will be able to have a clear conscience." so that future generations will not be ashamed."

"Hahaha, were you the school's Communist Youth League secretary before? You can do ideological work like that. Then is it hopeless for a person like me who has been a cowherd and sold himself?"

"No."

Meng Xiang ignored Gu Yi's argument, and said bluntly: "Life is hard to guarantee that you will not go the wrong way, step into the mud by accident, as long as you can walk in the right direction in time, you don't have to feel inferior, and don't be afraid. The harshness of others, because people who can understand your difficulties will naturally tolerate and forgive."

After finishing speaking, I realized that these words were too politically correct, afraid of being misunderstood as false Taoism, I hurriedly mocked: "I just want to persuade you, not to criticize from the moral high ground. I don't understand it, where can I manage others..."

Gu Yi smiled quietly, all kinds of tenderness in the night were in his eyes, the sky was clear and the moon was bright tonight, but unfortunately the neon lights all over the floor made the moon lose its brilliance, like a faded gold-plated button, the color was old, but Meng wanted to be in Gu Yi's eyes. I saw another kind of brilliance on my face, which was both attractive and compelling, and then I remembered the sex in bed not long ago, I remembered his various lingering, soft, charming and charming appearances, and I remembered how pitiful he was when he was struggling and breathing in his arms , Xinyuan couldn't hold back his horse again, worried that he would misfire and do something deviant, so he hurriedly searched for some words to divert the topic.

"My neighbor introduced me to a job, which is to teach sketching in a specialized school, and I will start working next Wednesday."

Gu Yi was pleasantly surprised: "That's very good, you were originally an art major, and now you are applying what you have learned, and finally your past studies have not been wasted."

Then asked the name and address of the school.

Meng Xiang said straightforwardly: "I haven't been a teacher before. I don't know if I can teach students well. Fortunately, most of the students in that school are retired old people. Dealing with them should be easier than dealing with children."

Gu Yi comforted: "Old men and women in Japan are very respectful of their teachers, and they will definitely get along well with you." Later, he asked him if he could allow himself to attend his class.

"Do you want to learn to draw too?"

"No, I want to see what Meng Sang looks like as a teacher."

"Ha, what's so interesting about that, it's not like that."

"No, you are so handsome. If you put on a formal suit and stand on the podium, you will definitely be more energetic. Let me admire your demeanor~"

Gu Yi coaxes people like chewing sugarcane, the dregs of his words are sweet, Meng Xiang is shy and erratic, and after a while he disarms and surrenders, and after laughing, he realizes that the two are leaning shoulder to shoulder, and the fragrance on Gu Yi's body is like silk thread Drilled into his nostrils, hooked a sneeze.

"are you cold?"

"No, no, the nose suddenly felt a little itchy, I said, should we go back?"

Meng wanted to fortify his concentration before the rain. He had indeed accepted being close to Gu Yi physically, but he still resisted psychologically. He always thought that it was his last bottom line. Go into the vortex of control, so you must keep your distance as much as possible.

Gu Yi may have seen that he was escaping, but he pretended to be confused, raised his head, and fell on his lap without authorization.Meng Xiang's heart was beating wildly, and his ribs were trembling like a house in an earthquake, which greatly hindered his breathing.Gu Yi crawled with peace of mind, as if crawling on his own bed, not seeing anyone outside, murmuring coquettishly, begging for a longer stay.

The school introduced by Mr. Ojiang is in Xinqiao. The distance is not too far. Meng Xiang went to report in the afternoon and signed a labor contract with the school. The class officially started at 1:35 in the afternoon. There were [-] students in total, more than half of whom were elderly. The heads are jagged and scattered, just like a game of Go, and Mr. Oe is also in it.

After the class bell rang, Gu Yi also came, sat in the last row of the classroom, and saluted Meng Xiang with the students, making him dumbfounded.This sketch class has been open for more than a year. Now he takes over from the previous teacher and teaches some advanced and intermediate techniques. First, he demonstrates the outline of human facial features. A classmate is acting as a model, please raise your hand if you are willing."

The students were still hesitating, but Gu Yi had already raised his hand like a communication antenna. Seeing his smile like a sun, Meng Xiang couldn't help but burst into laughter, and asked him to come to the center of the classroom.

Gu Yi walked to the easel, bowed to the students, and said to Meng Xiang respectfully, "Teacher, please paint me more beautifully."

His words are contrary to the concept of painting. Meng Xiang explained solemnly: "Sketch is the basis of painting. It is used to help learners improve their ability to observe scenery and exercise the coordination of eyes, brain and hands. Therefore, it is required to be accurate and true. What is the object? It has to be painted as it should be, and beautifying it according to subjective wishes will lose its meaning.”

Gu Yi smiled and said: "I know, I reminded you specially because I was afraid that the teacher would not be objective. If the drawing is not beautiful, it will not be me."

He teased and boasted that he used two prongs, which caused a lot of laughter. Looking at the expressions of the students, they all seemed to think that this handsome and cheerful young man was lively and cute. Meng Xiang was already familiar with his little fox spirit, so he smiled and asked him to sit down and pick up Pencil to draw.He has more than ten years of art skills, drawing a human body sketch is a piece of cake, and it only takes 10 minutes to finish it. The portrait is not the same as Gu Yi himself, and the expression is vivid on the paper, just like black and white photos. No difference.

Everyone was amazed and gathered to watch. They couldn't stop saying: "すばらしい (that's amazing)". After being recognized by the students, Meng Xiang was also very happy. He set up the plaster statue, clapped his hands and said, "Now is the official painting time. Please go back to your seats, pick up your pens, copy the statue from your own angles, and ask questions at any time if you don’t understand, and I will go to your side to answer.”

The students followed suit. Mr. Ojiang was concentrating on watching Meng Xiang's paintings. He was the last one to return to his seat and bowed respectfully when he met Meng Xiang.In the past, Meng wanted to salute him when they met, but now it was suddenly reversed, and it was unavoidable to feel uncomfortable, so she hurriedly bowed and returned the salute, and when she looked up and saw Gu Yi smiling at him with her lips pursed, Fang realized that she had lost her composure.

During recess, the dean of teaching took him to the office to meet with his colleagues, and specially brought the sketch he had just drawn in class to show. The art department of the school has four classes: sketch, oil painting, watercolor, and printmaking, and there are four corresponding teachers. The oil painting teacher is a white-haired old lady, the printmaking teacher is a fat man with a beard, and the watercolor class teacher is the youngest, named Komiya Kazuyuki, who is a young gentleman with similar attributes to Mizuki Shigeru. Similarly, when he applied for his teacher, he turned out to be a graduate of Tama Mei University, two years older than Meng Xiang. According to the custom, Meng Xiangde respectfully called him "Senior Xiaogong".

The Japanese like people with real talents and real learning. After seeing Meng Xiang's works, the two old seniors knew that he had two brushes, and their attitude was very friendly. The sight almost burned two holes in it.Gu Yi saw that something was wrong, thinking that he had found a major flaw in the painting, so he hesitated to strike up a conversation.

"Senior Xiaogong, I haven't drawn seriously for several years, and my skills are rusty. Please give me your advice in the future."

Xiaogong quickly put away her fiery eyes, and said politely: "You are too modest, you draw very well, you can see that you have put in a lot of hard work, and your foundation is very solid. But..."

Meng Xiang was ready to be educated with an open mind, but heard unexpected information.

"But the model in this painting is very familiar, I seem to know it."

Meng Xiang was surprised, seeing him in-depth questioning, and truthfully said: "He is an auditor in my class, and he is also my friend."

Xiaogong immediately asked him to take him to have a look with great joy. Meng Xiang guessed that he might really be an acquaintance of Gu Yi, and brought him to the classroom. Gu Yi was chatting with a few old ladies, listening to his call, and ran happily Coming over, when he clearly saw Xiao Gong standing behind him, a cloud suddenly flew over his cheeks, blocking the sunlight.

"Gu Yi, this is Mr. Komiya Kazuyuki, my senior at Tama Mei University. He saw your portrait and said he seems to know you."

Xiao Gong didn't wait for Gu Yi to say anything, and warmly stepped forward to say hello: "Tsubasa-chan, I didn't expect to meet here, so happy."

He hurriedly wanted to shake hands with Gu Yi, his high spirits looked like a fan of an idol who met an idol, Gu Yi stretched out his hand reluctantly, and smiled very reluctantly, who knew that Xiao Gong would not let go of his hand, Luo Li said After talking a bunch of nonsense to express his joy, Gu Yi's face gradually stiffened. After several hints to no avail, he finally withdrew his hand forcefully and said with a smirk, "Sorry, I have an appointment later, so I have to go. Sang, please come here, before I leave, I want to ask one more thing."

He shook off Xiaogong, dragged Meng Xiang to the safe passage, and asked him angrily how he knew Xiaogong.

Meng Xiang was also full of doubts, and said: "He is the watercolor teacher here. I just met the dean of teaching when he took me to meet my colleagues." Then he asked: "How did you know him? I think he is enthusiastic about you. It's very abnormal, is it also a customer of your shop?"

Gu Yi sighed angrily: "You're not stupid, you can guess right away, he is just a pervert!"

Just to be on the safe side, he looked around and leaned into Meng Xiang's ear to explain.That Xiaogong stalked him half a year ago. At that time, he ran to the Hydrangea Bar and asked Gu Yi to serve him. He ordered a bunch of drinks and dishes but refused to eat them. He sat and listened to Gu Yi's speech the whole time. This strange experience was repeated several times. Once, one day he suddenly took out a bracelet to confess his love to Gu Yi, hoping to date him.Gu Yi had seen countless suitors, so he was not surprised by his attitude, he just wondered why he gave himself a women's chain, and almost fainted after hearing Xiao Gong's subsequent explanation.

"He said he was an otaku who lived with a simulated SD moe girl for 7 years. He combed its hair and changed its clothes every day, and took it out for a walk and went shopping as a girlfriend. Then he saw me on the street by chance and thought I was He looks exactly like the doll at home, fell in love with me at first sight, thought it was a godsend, tried every means to find out my whereabouts, and came to Hydrangea every day to make love, insisting that I promise to be his lover. I was so entangled by him If it wasn't for the fear of affecting Mama-san's business, she would have turned her face and beat her up."

Japanese otaku have a lot of fetishes, men who live with inflatable dolls are by no means uncommon. Meng Xiang has seen real perverted killers, and seeing children like Komiya only finds it funny. The plot? So you are Miss Hermes? Hahaha, how funny."

Gu Yi got angry when he heard that, in the past, Meng wanted to see him squinting his eyes to discharge electricity, but now he knew that he could use it as a protest, and it felt so cute, so he couldn't help coaxing: "Okay, I won't laugh at you anymore, anyway Hydrangea’s job won’t last long, and if he comes to harass you in the future, you’ll have to fix him severely, and if you can’t beat me to help.”

After being comforted by him, Gu Yi immediately smiled, and said obediently: "That's too troublesome, just stay away from it in the future, and I will never come to this school again, so I will give you all the year's cheer today."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Meng Xiang and kissed him. Meng Xiang was accidentally attacked by him. He backed away in a panic and stepped on the next step. The height difference between the two was reversed. Gu Yi held the back of his head and pressed him deeply. lips, refusing to leave.Meng Xiang originally wanted to hide, but in a blink of an eye, the passionate kiss was like an electric current hitting the whole body, releasing vigorous energy. The chemical elements in the blood began to crazily devour the willpower, and his mind was full of heat. Soon, he hugged Gu Yi's body instead Back and back, the two tongues are entangled with each other, experiencing the thrill of suffocation together, and continuing this madness until the class bell rings.