Mr. Prodigal is throwing something

The next day was fine, Li went to work as usual, and Cen Yan got up at eight|nine o'clock to shovel and feed the cats and mice, then cleaned himself up, and went out to take ID photos.

He never knew it was so troublesome to find a job before, and he had to wear a formal suit if he wanted a photo for his ID.Of course, it’s okay not to attach a photo, but HR is weird, and you don’t even do a good job in your resume. Why do I think you will do a good job?

There are several photo studios outside University A, which also rent out formal suits. The boss searched around, but couldn't find a formal suit with Cen Yu's body.

In the past, Cen Yan said that there is no need to look for it, and he directly took a taxi to the city to buy a set, but it is different now...

Cen Teng thought about switching to another store, the boss was willing to send the money to someone else's home, so he immediately called another branch, and a set was delivered more than half an hour later.

This set of clothes for Cen Yu is suitable, but it may not be worn often, so he did not wash it once in a while, Cen Yu frowned, wishing he didn't have a long nose.

"Smile a little," said the boss. "Although you don't need to smile very brightly for the ID photo, don't be too serious."

Cen Teng pulled the corner of his mouth and smirked, holding his breath and smiling slightly.

The photos came out quickly, and the boss cut them into 24 one-inch pieces and put them in a small bag for Cen Yu.

The 200 red envelopes that Li he sent to him cost 36.

In the past, when Cen Teng spent money, he just took his mobile phone to deduct it from the machine, or directly pressed his fingerprint. He never cared about how much he spent or how much he had left...

Cen Teng did some calculations, "Fuck, it only took two-fifths of the cost to develop a few photos?"

Fortunately, there is no need to buy groceries for the next week, so Cen Yu continued to go back to revise his resume, had a phone call with Li He at noon, and then reheated the leftover dumplings from last night.

vomit.

Damn, I can't vomit, even though I made the stuffing myself, but Li has been making it for a long time, and if he vomits it's like a dog.

The first resume had already been sent out, and Li he changed it again and sent out two or three resumes.

All of them were for internship positions in real estate, design companies, and decoration companies. Because Cen was self-aware, even if he could pass the various compulsory electives at school by substituting for lectures, it was impossible for him to become a regular employee.

The employment direction of his major... Cen Teng didn't think about it at all.

It's just English, and Cen Teng thought about it for a long time, should he try to do something in the education industry, translation?foreign trade?They were all denied in the end.

He voted for the professional field he wanted to transfer to when he was a freshman.

After submitting your resume, you seem to be a live fish on the chopping board, waiting to see whether others will kill you or let you go.

In the past, Cen Teng was the one holding the knife, but now he has completely changed.

Cen Teng leaned on the table, his mood temporarily empty.

At this time, Wang Boyan's phone call came in, and when Cen Yan saw the three words "Wang Boyan" jumping up, his mood immediately fell down again.

This house was rented together with Wang Boyan at the beginning. It was a private owner's room. In order to see Wang Boyan's face, he paid back the civil electricity bill for the two of them.

Wang Boyan and Cen Yan didn't lack the few dollars for electricity bills, but the reason why the landlord saves face is to give you face, and you can't just rely on the money of two fathers in your hand to be rich.

A rent of 6800 a month... I don't have any money, but Li can afford it, and then what?Two people drinking northwest wind?

It's late February now, and March's rent has to be paid by the end of February.

The bell rang for a long time before Cen Yu finally picked it up.

Wang Boyan groaned, and asked, "Why did it take so long to pick up, I won't bother you with your business, right?"

This sentence made Cen Yan laugh, "No, he's at work, and I'm at home alone."

"That's just right, are you two here at night? Treat the two of you to hot pot! Tsk, it's still delicious outside the school!"

The Wang family is flourishing, and Uncle Wang Boyan has a lot of relatives, and the red envelopes received during the Spring Festival every year are enough to buy several cars.

But he really didn't need a car, and he had a bunch of keys too heavy to put in his pocket, so he could only treat his cronies to dinner and spend money recklessly.

In previous years, Cen Yan also agreed, anyway, the two of them often invite me to treat you, anyway, you invite me to treat you for the last meal, and I will treat you for the next meal, hot pot for the last meal, and a roujiamo on the street for the next meal It's all right, there is no threshold in terms of price and compulsion.

But now, Cen Yu couldn't afford to invite him back.

Cen Yu paused for a while, and said, "I won't go out to eat, come to my house to cook hot pot."

"You? Cook hot pot yourself?"

"He will cook for Li, and I will help."

"Fuck? What's the situation? Isn't your house not firing?"

"Tsk, why are you talking so much nonsense, wait a minute, I'll ask Li if he has any other plans for the evening, if not, he'll be at my house."

"Okay! I have to try... Uh, that younger sibling? What do you call it?"

Cen Yu: ...

"Don't call him that in front of him!"

Wang Boyan laughed loudly, "What kind of food do you have at home? I'm on my way to school, why don't I order food to your house first?"

"It's all there, just order what you like."

After hanging up the phone, Cen Yu sent a message to Li Ta, asking if he had time tonight, and asked Wang Boyan to come downstairs to cook hot pot.

He came back after a while, and said that it was ok, but he should not go home until later today.

Cen Teng just asked and respected Li's personal time, but when he saw that Li said he would come back later, he still felt a little bit wrong.

He's not a particularly possessive person, really, he has worked with those girls in the convenience store for so long, didn't he say nothing...

Cen Teng couldn't hold back in the end: [Is there something to do? ]

At the same time, Li Ta's message was sent: [Go to meet the station manager of Love Station]

Oh yes, I gave Li his idea, how could I forget it.

Another message from him: [I'll wash and chop the vegetables when I come back, don't move]

Cen Teng just looked at it and laughed, my man knows how to love others too much.

Then Li Ta posted again: [When the wound on your hand heals, you will cover all the housework]

Cen Yu:?

[People won't, you teach me]

Li was handing a box of candy to Ahua, holding a mobile phone in one hand, when he saw this sentence, his hand softened, and the candy almost fell to the ground.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and replied: [Teach you slowly when I go back tonight]

Cen Yan quit QQ, smiled while looking at the ceiling, and then turned on his phone to check the rental information nearby.

He must have been out of his mind to have the carpet in the whole room. He couldn't clean it by himself, so he had to hire a housekeeper every time for five days or three or two days.

In fact, it is not expensive, but every time the aunt comes, she stays for two hours and cleans Cen Yu's house up and down, 200 yuan.

There is not even a hair left of the pocket money Li he gave him...

Cen Teng laughed at himself, now he looks like a child counting his pocket money on his fingers, how many dollars are used to buy snacks, how many dollars are used to buy toys, and every penny is spent wisely.

Li He didn't come back too late, he got home after four o'clock, and as soon as he entered the door, he hugged Cen Yu and made a kiss.

"I just hugged the cat..." Cen Teng said so, unwilling to push it away.

"He didn't tickle you again?" Li asked him.

"No, he's a little cat living under the fence, how dare he scratch me?"

Li Ta smiled, and the two of them hugged for a while, Cen Yu put his arms around Li Ta's waist, leading him to waltz in a different tune.

Then Li He ran to see the school belle, and Cen Yan's face that had been forcing a smile fell down—the words "staying under the fence" he said just now brought up the matter of the rent in the afternoon.

"There's a lot of cat hair on the carpet! There's also cat litter, all crushed." Li Ta stretched out his hand to touch Xiaohua's head, but Xiaohua obediently let him touch it, "Dirty cat? Well, is it you?"

Cen Yan walked over slowly, and squatted down with Li He, the school beauty gave him a cautious look, and moved away a little.

"The school belle doesn't like you, but me." Li said proudly.

"Well... Li Ta." Cen Yan suddenly became serious.

Li Ta turned to look at him without smiling, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"We have to move out before next month, this apartment is not cost-effective."

The seriousness on Li's face disappeared immediately, "That's all? Move, I've long wanted to move!"

Cen Yu:?

"Are you uncomfortable living here?"

"Others are fine, that's your bed, er, no, your tatami mat is as hard as a rock, narrow, and sleeps on your bones. Can we rent a house with a bed?"

Cen Teng laughed uncontrollably, the gloom in his brows and eyes was swept away, he went to grab Li his waist, and touched him up and down, "Who told you to be so thin."

"I always say I'm skinny. I ate two bentos for lunch today. If I get fat in the future, it's your fault!"

Not long after, the doorbell rang, and the deliveryman brought the food. Wang Boyan ordered it. Li opened it and looked. It was all meat, enough for three people.

Then Wang Boyan also came, he was still busy, he should have just arrived at University A, he hadn't even gone upstairs yet.

Li he was washing vegetables in the kitchen, but there was actually nothing to wash. Wang Boyan's bag of meat was all subpackaged from the supermarket.

Wang Boyan took a look at the kitchen door, as if the police were handling a case, then went to the bathroom to take a look, and finally came to the conclusion: Cen Dian is not a human being!

"Damn it, you're fast enough."

On the ground, Cen Yu worked hard to establish a good relationship with Xiaohua, speaking cat language that Wang Boyan could not understand.

"Hey, how long have you lived here?"

Cen Yu didn't speak.

"Tsk tsk, you know the way, it's like your own home, haven't you lived for a long time?"

Cen Teng finally stood up: "You're never finished."

Wang Boyan made a sign of surrender with both hands, and said: "My own man! I just want to make a suggestion. Although he is small, but you are so big, your tatami mat is really not enough to sleep. If you really sleep, you can barely sleep. Others It's not working."

Cen Yan rolled his eyes at him: "Can't it be on the carpet?"

"Damn it!" Wang Boyan's voice was so loud that Li he could hear him, and asked what's wrong in the kitchen.

"It's okay, the school belle tickled him." Cen Yu said quickly.

Wang Boyan's eyebrows and nose were almost huddled together. He came in wearing socks, and now he doesn't feel right wherever he stands. It feels sticky everywhere.

"Where is it? The one on the carpet? Damn you guys are really good at playing." Wang Boyan simply sat down on the chair, lifted his feet up and put them on the edge of the table.

"Haven't you guys done it on the table before?" Wang Boyan asked timidly again.

Cen Teng glanced at Wang Boyan again, and didn't want to talk anymore, "I've done it, just put it on the table."

Wang Boyan acted as if he was about to cry, and quickly covered his face with his hands, then let go, probably to perform a crying scene, and the line was "Mom, I'm not clean, I beg a lot of money for a pair of eyes that haven't seen Cen Teng before."