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Chapter 4 The True Heart Belongs to Ji Jian

Because of the spring light, the sky seems to be a little earlier.When Ji Jian was standing in front of the desk in the small bungalow, there were still one-third of the students in the class who hadn't arrived.

He has never been harsh on this aspect. The mountain road is so difficult to walk, and some of these children come to school from several miles away.He couldn't blame them.

Ji Jian didn't take them to read early until they were all present.Several grades got together and read "Moonlight Before the Bed" and "When will the moon shine on me?"

When Ji Jian was in elementary school, he hadn't realized the meaning of it, so he just read along, not wanting to feel a little desolate in the southwestern border today.

When will the bright moon shine on me?

It wasn't until the first class was over that Ji Jian remembered to look at his phone.I saw an unread short message at a glance, and the number looked familiar. It took Ji Jian a long time to realize that it was Mr. Zhao who replied to him.

He clicked on it, and was silent for a while.

The content is very spiritual - a question mark.

What is the meaning behind the question mark? Is it because I don't know who Mr. Zhao is at all, or do I want to ask me for something?Ji Jian couldn't guess these things, but anyway, he knew that the person on the other end of the text message was full of impatience and didn't take him seriously.

Ji Jian is best at dealing with this kind of dilemma for others, that is, he does it even better.

He didn't reply directly, and he didn't feel any burden in his heart, what should he do.

Shao Youguang moved his finger, typed a question mark on the phone, and sent it without thinking.

He drank a little too much.Mr. Zhao?Who is Mr. Zhao?My surname is Shao.

He vaguely felt something was wrong, but the alcohol really made him lose his ability to think.

Forget it, fuck his Mr. Zhao.He was very happy tonight, but not because the tour ended successfully, but because this terrible show came to an end, and the director's fee was finally included in his card.

What am I going to do with the money, Shao Youguang went home and threw himself into the bed, thinking with his arms up to cover his eyes.

In fact, when the house was bought, it was a second-hand house. Shao Youguang redecorated it lazily. The glass chandelier in the bedroom followed the aesthetics of the previous young couple, which seemed nondescript.Now several light bulbs are broken, the light is quite dim.

He hadn't sent money to that account for months.

Shao Youguang is not a big boss who has a lot of money and no place to spend all his energy on accumulating merit and seeking blessings.The director's fee is quite ample, but there is one or the other, and no matter how bad-tempered Director Shao is in front of the stage, when he returns home and faces the cold walls, there is not only one person in the bed, he still has to pay for it every month. Pay your mortgage quickly.

But for several years, Shao Youguang transferred a sum of money to Yiliang County, Zhaotong City, Yunnan Province on a regular basis every month, which was more punctual than when he was rehearsing plays and going to work.He can memorize account numbers and account numbers back and forth.

What am I doing?Hitting a swollen face to pretend to be fat?Shao Youguang didn't dare to tell himself clearly.But he hasn't made any money in the past few months, and it's not for anything else. Naturally, he won't be able to solve the problem if he is too poor.

He's just a little confused.

So he unilaterally cut the line with a sharp knife.He is so shameless, he wants everyone to accompany him even if he is in a mess.Although the crew was still fierce during rehearsals, the actors and behind-the-scenes murmured: "The director has been gentle in cursing people recently."

Of course, when he was nervous, his biggest rage was really fierce.Others couldn't understand it - wasn't it because the actor accidentally tore a page of the notebook with too much force?

It's not worth a few bucks at all, so what?

Shao Youguang wanted to turn on the bedside lamp, but found that he had moved the lamp to the desk when he was writing last time.He picked up the mineral water bottle and took a sip, feeling that the smell of alcohol had dissipated a little, and then took a long time to move the lamp back.

Director Shao did not know where to find out that dilapidated book that was not worth a lot of money. The green cover was smoothed by him, and the corners of the pages inside were not so curled up.

In fact, it's not impossible to sit upright at the table and watch, but Shao Youguang just thinks that lying down, with this bean light, is what it means.

He has never been willing to take a good look at it, waiting for such an opportunity.

Drunk, messy and romantic, he cut open fate like a prank and sent it to the heart in front of his eyes to see.

This sincerity belongs to Ji Jian.

Under the light, the green cover is like the swaying new cattail grass on the bank of the Huaihe River, which caught Shao Youguang by surprise into a spring more than ten years ago.

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