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The part-time job in the publishing house that Liao Yuandong found for Ji Qiao, although very few manuscripts are received now, Ji Qiao still did not give up, and would still send new works to him from time to time for a try.Once he accidentally let Cui Chong see one of his finished manuscripts in class, and the other party immediately asked Ji Qiao very interestedly about how he could draw.

Ji Qiao just kept his face indifferent and did not speak. Cui Chong looked at his expression and tentatively said, "I have a buddy from the Academy of Fine Arts, so I know a little about this industry. People who work hard will end up with hard work, but those who have connections will make money."

Sure enough, Ji Qiao raised her eyes and looked over.

After getting along for a period of time, Cui Chong can almost see that Ji Qiao's life is a bit tight. They met once in the cafeteria. At that time, Ji Qiao only bought two white steamed buns and gnawed on them, not even willing to give up a bowl of soup. Sheng, Cui Chong wanted to invite him, but Ji Qiao didn't give him any chance and walked away from him.

Right now, Cui Chong is looking at his eyebrows and eyes squarely at Shang Jiqiao, ignoring the sense of alienation in them, it is as delicate as a painting, Cui Chong couldn't help laughing, "Do you need it, can I introduce it for you?"

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When Yan Cheng proposed to Zhou Xian that he wanted to withdraw from the membership, he accidentally heard it from other seniors and sisters. It was a single stone that stirred up a thousand waves. For a good successor, the appearance of Yan Cheng is like lighting up a beacon of hope for them. How can such an outstanding talent give up so easily, so after a few days of soft words and persuasion, he tried his best, In the end, Yan Cheng temporarily dispelled the idea of ​​giving up, but he only said that he would stay until the end of this semester at most, and the situation after that would have to be discussed again.

In order to thank him for his loyalty, the senior sister just happened to have a successful art festival, so she decided to go out and have a good meal together, and Zhou Xian would treat the guests. When Yan Cheng heard that there was going to be a meal, the first thing Yan Cheng thought of was to ask Shang Jiqiao to join him. Others People knew they were good friends, so naturally they had no objection. The student union happened to be on the tenth floor of the library. Yan Cheng thought that Ji Qiao should not have classes at this time, and wondered if he was in the library. If he was, then he was on the way, so he took the elevator downstairs , while making a phone call.

The phone rang twice before being connected, Ji Qiao's voice was a little weak, Yan Cheng hurriedly asked where he was, Ji Qiao said he was at home, Yan Cheng asked him if he was not feeling well, Ji Qiao said no, Yan Cheng was a little Not at ease, she still said, "We want to eat here, will you come? I will pick you up?" The senior sister on the other side just laughed, and joked with the people around her, "I still have to pick up the roommates, they are so kind to the roommates, What should I do to my girlfriend?

Ji Qiao didn't seem to want to go, but he could hear Yan Cheng's excitement, no matter what good things Yan Cheng had, he always wanted to share it with Ji Qiao immediately, so Ji Qiao hesitated, but agreed Yes, but after saying "yes", I didn't get any response from there.

Ji Qiao held her mobile phone with her head sideways, unable to check if the phone had lost signal, so she could only say "Hello" twice, wondering why there was no reply, when she looked up, she saw a group of people standing not far away , but who is the leader not Yan Cheng?

Yan Cheng stared at Ji Qiao in a daze, with a dark expression and a stiff figure.

The people from the student union on the side also recognized the freshman in front of them, and their expressions were slightly subtle when they saw the big cardboard box Ji Qiao was holding. Large custom-made environmentally friendly cartons are used for storage, and they need to be sent out for recycling and disinfection on a regular basis, so everyone can tell at a glance that eight or nine out of ten of these are work-study students, and some of the student aid projects are proposed by the student union. Could they not know.

What made these people puzzled was not that Ji Qiao was doing a work-study program, but that he was a cohabitant with Yan Cheng, one had such a hard background, the other had a difficult life, and the friendship between the two was so good. It makes people more curious about the relationship between them.

But those people just think about it, after all Yan Cheng and Ji Qiao are friends and not blood relatives, it's normal that they don't want to use money to measure the exchange, if they think it's ok, it's fine.So they quickly walked over to say hello to Ji Qiao, and asked him to have dinner together, but Yan Cheng's attitude was not so relaxed.

After regaining his senses, he wanted to take the box from Ji Qiao, but Ji Qiao didn't let it go, Yan Cheng used some strength to grab it, and then said, "I'll accompany you to put the things away." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left .

Looking at Yan Cheng's back, Ji Qiao hesitated for two seconds before catching up.

Yan Cheng didn't speak a word along the way, and they still went to the dinner afterwards, Yan Cheng didn't talk much, Yan Cheng didn't speak, Ji Qiao couldn't make a sound, so until they returned home, the atmosphere between the two was still silent of.

Ji Qiao entered the room and began to rush to draft. After Yan Cheng answered the phone, he began to discuss with others endlessly about his broken company. It was past eleven o'clock after Ji Qiao finished his work. He washed up and went to bed. After lying down for almost an hour, he felt Yan Cheng tiptoe back to the bedroom.

The bed beside him sagged slightly, and Yan Cheng lay on it for a long time without moving. After a long time, Ji Qiao heard the other party say softly, "I'm sorry..."

Ji Qiao opened her eyes, quietly looking at a certain point in the sky, then turned her head for a moment and said, "If one day... I regret it, you can tell me this sentence again."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Cheng dragged him over and hugged him.

Yan Cheng buried his head in Ji Qiao's neck, his voice muffled, "Don't regret it, I won't say anything, don't regret it..."

Ji Qiao relaxed her body, Ren Yancheng tightened her ring around him.

Yan Cheng said, "We will always get better and better, right? We can always pass this test. I won't give up, and you shouldn't give up either..."

He spoke firmly, but Ji Qiao didn't answer after waiting for a while. Yan Cheng heard Ji Qiao's even breathing, thinking that he was falling asleep, so he carefully pulled up the quilt to wrap him tightly, and adjusted it so that both of them were comfortable. Only then did he convince himself that he fell asleep slowly.

But in the dark night, Ji Qiao still looked at a point in the sky without blinking.

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After Yan Cheng found out about the work-study program, although the other party didn't say anything later, Ji Qiao could feel that Yan Cheng's heart fluctuated greatly, especially when he couldn't see himself, basically as long as Ji Qiao didn't have class, every other After a while, Yan Cheng would receive a call, asking what Ji Qiao was doing and whether she was tired. If it wasn't for him, she couldn't get away. Yan Cheng probably wanted to run over to work with Ji Qiao as soon as possible. He also asked him repeatedly when writing the manuscript. Ji Qiao thought he was annoying, and sometimes he would rather put things in some less important classes.

After class was over this day, he handed over the completed manuscripts to Cui Chong, who flipped through them one by one, and the more he read, the more satisfied he was, "Although I don't understand, I can tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. Going to the publishing house should be very hopeful." Seeing that Ji Qiao didn't speak, Cui Chong didn't continue, instead he took out an envelope and handed it over, "This is the payment for the manuscript last time, people think it's great, I guess there will be more in the future." A lot of people are looking for you."

Ji Qiao took it without counting, just nodded.

Cui Chong noticed that the dark circles under his eyes were a bit heavy, and couldn't help but said, "If you are really in a hurry to spend money, I actually have..."

Ji Qiao glanced at him sideways, and the cold look in her eyes successfully made Cui Chong shut up.

What he is doing now, although the income is much lower than that of the publishing house, but the money comes quickly, which is commonly known as the hot spot. People pay, Ji Qiao will paint, and the finished work belongs to someone else's name. It has nothing to do with him from now on whether to resell it or use it to publish a competition. Such matters are usually resolved privately and will not be put on the table. Even if the Yan family wants to intervene in the flow of people, it is relatively scattered.

Ji Qiao still remembered Cui Chong's love, so she softened her tone and said to him, "Thank you..."

Cui Chong's heart skipped a beat when he heard the two words of neither pain nor itching, and he couldn't help saying, "Then what, I'll ask for you again, and I'll call you if I have any news, don't turn off the phone."

Ji Qiao made a cooperative "hmm".

So the next day he received a call from Cui Chong. Ji Qiao was making dinner in the kitchen, and Yan Cheng also came back. Seeing Ji Qiao's cell phone ringing, he brought it for him. It was a series of unfamiliar numbers, and Ji Qiao picked it up. Speak a few words with the other party.Cui Chong asked him to have dinner together in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, and said that he would introduce a few classmates to him. Ji Qiao didn't want to show up, but thought that it would be a good thing if he could skip Cui Chong and directly contact others in the future, so that he wouldn't have to bother him all the time. agreed.

Seeing that Ji Qiao hadn't finished talking for a long time, Yan Cheng was a little puzzled. Few people would look for him. Now that he was in this situation, he was really afraid that Ji Qiao would do something again without telling him, so Yan Cheng walked over and hugged him from behind. The other party happened to hear a young male voice on the phone, saying "I'll wait for you..."

Yan Cheng frowned, Ji Qiao had already hung up, Yan Cheng asked carefully, "Is there something wrong?" Ji Qiao replied, "No."

"Whose phone number?"

Ji Qiao: "In school."

"classmate?"

Ji Qiao paused and cast a sideways glance at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng shut up.

Ji Qiao lowered her head to work again, Yan Cheng looked at the back of his neck, which was so beautiful that it seemed to be shining like white jade, couldn't help breathing heavily, and leaned over to kiss him lightly.

Ji Qiao's chopping hands froze, and she wanted to tell him to go away, but Yan Cheng kissed him again, and then licked and sucked all the way down the back of his ear.

Yan Cheng embraced Ji Qiao, reached in from the hem of his sweater to the shirt buttons on his chest with one hand, unbuttoned them one by one, and pulled his belt with the other hand. The two of them have been so busy recently that they haven't been warm for a long time. Even though the time was not right, Ji Qiao didn't stop her, and her breath became deeper with Yan Cheng's movements, but just when they were getting better and planned to communicate and exchange feelings, Yan Cheng's mobile phone didn't recognize it. It rang loudly.

Yan Cheng ignored him, but still buried his head in Ji Qiao's chest and didn't let go, but Ji Qiao couldn't ignore it, he knew that Yan Cheng was at the juncture of establishing contacts, and ordinary calls should not be missed casually, so he gritted his teeth and pushed him away forcefully.

Yan Cheng's face was full of resentment, looking at Ji Qiao's eyes glistening, Ji Qiao turned around and tidied up her clothes, then cut the vegetables as if nothing had happened, leaving only the indignant Yan Cheng, After staring at Ji Qiao for a while, she ran to answer the phone helplessly.