legal cohabitation

For a while later, Lu Qian was very aggrieved.

He Peng can only stay with He Peng for a few hours after school every day, and because the end of the term is approaching, there is a lot of homework.

Lu Qian's misery was only spiritual, while He Peng was tortured even physically.

At the end of the year, the company's various summary reports need to be carried out. After picking up Lu Qian from school every day, and then accompany him to finish his homework, He Peng has to go back to the company to continue working overtime.

He didn't tell Lu Qian about these things, but He Peng couldn't sleep until two or three in the morning for several days, which still made He Peng really tired.

Well, it's finally the weekend.

Last night, Lu Qian just sent him a message saying that he would go out to play together on the weekend.

It was only nine o'clock when He Peng woke up naturally, and he sent a message to Lu Qian saying that he was up and ready to come.

After washing up, he drove to Lu's house.

It was Mother Lu who opened the door. She had already put on delicate makeup, her long hair was coiled up, and she wore a beige cardigan over a tight black skirt. The only thing that stood out was a black peaked cap on her hand.

"Oh, you're here so early." Mother Lu welcomed He Peng into the house with a smile, and then called to Lu Qian's room, "Qianqian, your brother is here."

Lu Qian's voice came through the door panel: "Got it!"

"Have you had breakfast?" Mother Lu asked.

"Not yet, and neither is Lu Qian, I'll just go out with him to have some food later." He Peng said.

"Look at this kid, I don't know what happened recently, he is so clingy to you, I remember you were not so good when you were young?"

He Peng replied freely: "Well, the relationship is only close recently. Anyway, my work is boring, and it is interesting to be with Lu Qian."

Mother Lu smiled, put on her sunglasses, took out a shiny air cushion box and looked in the mirror: "He Peng, I have to go out beforehand, you can sit wherever you want."

"Okay." He Peng sat down on the sofa.

Mother Lu straightened her hair again, and opened the door directly into Lu Qian's room: "Qianqian, I put your hat outside, don't forget it later."

After Lu's mother left, He Peng walked into Lu Qian's room, and was immediately thrown into Lu Qian's arms by the young man, with his arms around his neck, and he kicked the door behind him.

"My mother is gone?" Lu Qian asked while hugging him.

"If you don't leave, how dare you hug me like this?" He Peng raised his eyebrows.

"Dare." Lu Qian let go of him and put on his hat, "I just have to do it secretly."

He Peng smiled, tapped the brim of his hat with his fingers, and said crisply: "Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know, I just want to stay with you. The last few days have been too boring." Lu Qian went out with He Peng, turned around and locked the door, and threw the key into He Peng's pocket.

It snowed last night, not thick, just covered the ground with a thin layer of snow.

Lu Qian wore a pair of white skate shoes, and he had to kick the snow to play after walking a few steps, and the toes of his shoes were covered with snow.

"Let's have some breakfast first, do you have anything you want to eat?" He Peng asked.

"Ah, let's go eat that tofu nao, the boss is from the Mediterranean." Lu Qian said suddenly.

He Peng and Lu Qian used to live opposite each other, but then He Peng's parents moved to a quiet suburban villa, and Lu Qian has been living in the original place.

However, the two lived close to each other when they were young, so He Peng naturally knew which breakfast restaurant Lu Qian was talking about.

There are many food stalls on the back streets of the community. Every day before dawn, this street wakes up before the city. In the white steam from the steamer and the foam splashed by the boiling oil, it adds a touch of humanity to the city. .

There are people from all walks of life gathered at the food stalls, there are white-collar workers with briefcases and leather shoes, city cleaners in worn military coats, and housewives with children in their arms...

It was beyond He Peng's expectation that Lu Qian would like to eat this kind of food.

In his impression, Lu Qian's clothes from childhood to adulthood are very delicate, and they really don't match the plastic stools and wooden tables on the breakfast stall.

However, Lu Qian not only likes to eat, but also knows the stall owner very well.

"Hey, Xiao Lu, haven't you been here for a long time?" The boss greeted him warmly when he saw him.

"Well, I didn't live here a while ago." Lu Qian bumped He Peng with his elbow and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Just do the same as you." He Peng said.

"Boss, I've been eating two servings before." Lu Qian said to the boss.

In front of the owner of the breakfast stall was a pot of golden hot oil, which abruptly fried the cold winter to a few degrees Celsius. The sleeves of a cotton jacket were covered with pink sleeves, which were nondescript and covered with oil stains.

The two found seats in the back and sat down. Lu Qian took two napkins from the plastic box and wiped the small square table carefully.

"Are you very familiar with the boss?" He Peng said.

"When I was in junior high school, I came here every day." Lu Qian skillfully took a plate from the side cabinet and poured a plate full of vinegar, "Can't you see it?"

"Well, I thought you only go to places like restaurants."

"That's because ordinary stalls can't make such delicious food, it's really delicious!" Lu Qian said exaggeratedly, his eyes were shining because of the food.

Breakfast was served quickly, and the two were exactly the same.

Xiaolongbao, tofu flower, fried dough sticks, and a plate of dry mixed dumplings.

"You can eat so much." He Peng looked at the full plate in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Because it's really delicious." Lu Qian added a spoonful of chili pepper to the vinegar dish, and mixed it with chopsticks. "This dumpling should be eaten with this sauce, and the chili sauce is also made by the boss himself."

He Peng ate a chopstick. The chili sauce tasted very strong. After entering the mouth, the strong spicy taste spread from the root of the tongue. It tasted very good with the soup in the dumplings.

When Lu Qian was in junior high school, He Peng had already advanced from high school to university and was studying abroad.

"You said you came here every day when you were in junior high school?" He Peng asked.

When Lu Qian was in junior high school, He Peng had already advanced from high school to university and was studying abroad.

"You said you came here every day when you were in junior high school?" He Peng asked.

Lu Qian's junior high school passed very well.

There is no one at home, so he often spends the night in the Internet cafe with a group of friends. In the morning, he goes to the breakfast shop to buy breakfast. Over time, he also gets to know the owner of the breakfast shop.

Later, when he came late sometimes, the boss would prepare a copy for him in advance.

Lu Qian told him what happened at that time one by one.

Talking about how I slipped out of school to play, and finally had to hide in the breakfast shop. After two days at the boss's house, I almost called the police and said that I was missing. I was so scared that Lu's mother flew back from abroad, but was carried away. Ear pulled back home.

"I begged my boss to attend my parent-teacher meeting." Lu Qian took a sip of tofu nao.

"Really?" He Peng was surprised, "Did it work?"

"He did go, but he was discovered by my head teacher, and even the boss followed him for a whole afternoon of training."

The exaggerated things that Lu Qian did in the past can't be finished for days and nights, and he has listened to far more lectures than lessons in his life.

While eating and chatting, they finally ate most of the food on the table. Lu Qian stretched his waist in satisfaction: "Where are we going to play later?"

"Want to go to the movies?" He Peng said.

"It's easy to do things in the dark." Lu Qian winked at him.

He Peng laughed: "What do you want to do?"

Lu Qian took out his mobile phone and clicked on the ticket purchase app, just in time to receive a text message.

Teacher Xu: Lu Qian, do you have time now?

Lu Qian glanced at the message to He Peng: "Wait a minute, I'll go back first, it's the teacher in my art test class."

After Lu Qian finished chatting with the teacher, he raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and sighed: "My teacher said that there is a director who wants to make a movie, because the role needs to find young newcomers, she wants me to try it." .”

"Filming?" He Peng frowned. Although he knew that Lu Qian was a performing arts student, he didn't expect to face this so soon.

"No, I'm going to audition today, and I'm in the art test school." Lu Qian said.

"Now?" he asked.

"Yeah." Lu Qian sighed, holding his mobile phone to play, "It's hard to stay with you for a day."

He Peng smiled: "Any day is fine with me, do you want to go?"

"I like that director very much, and Mr. Xu said that this time the filming will start during the winter vacation. It will be very helpful for the art test when there are real works."

Lu Qian hadn't thought about art exams or college entrance exams before, but he chose to be a performing arts student not because art students have low requirements for cultural courses, but because he himself is really interested in this aspect.

He Peng picked up the car keys: "Let's go then, I'll take you there."

That art examination school is the best in the city, and every year there is a list of awards for being admitted to one of the best art schools in the country.

Lu Qian only went there to study for a short time. He trained the basic skills of lines and acting, and his grades were not bad.

Because he has a handsome face that can be easily remembered, it can be said that he is a star face, and the teachers in the art test class are all impressed by him.

When He Peng sent Lu Qian to the art school, that teacher Xu was already waiting at the door.

"Are you Lu Qian...the parent?"

He Peng shook hands with Teacher Xu and replied, "His brother."

"That's right. The leading role in Director Song Chen's "Godhead" is a young boy who is resilient and able to endure hardships. If you pass the audition, you are acting in your youth. In middle age, Shen Yi is currently selected."

Shen Yi is the top of the line in today's entertainment industry.

Just from the two names of Song Chen and Shen Yi, he knew that this movie would be a guarantee of acting skills, production, and box office.

"Can I endure hardship?" Lu Qian scratched his eyebrows, "Mr. Xu, do you think I can endure hardship?"

Teacher Xu patted him on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter if you can perform or not. The main thing is that Director Song Chen wants a spiritual newcomer actor, and he has to have arrogance in his bones. I thought of you."

Lu Qian really never thought that he could make others feel "arrogant in his bones", he smiled: "Where is the audition?"

"I'll take you."