Has the sick and weak attack lost its horse today?

"Eh—this kind of reason is too cunning..."

"What? Is there something wrong with what I said?" Yan Gexu finally pulled back a round, leaning on the bed and looking at him with a smile.

"After all, why did you reject me? You obviously don't hate me, do you?" He Hengguang slumped on the bed in despair, his dangling feet were all sluggish together with his master.

It is because I like it that I hope to be that teacher Yan forever in the other party's mind.

Rather than a weak, vulnerable existence.

It is because I like it that I hope that the other party will not have to experience the pain of losing his beloved, and he will not have to watch him become weaker and weaker, but only suffer from powerlessness.

He Hengguang waited for a while, and only waited for Yan Gexu to give a slightly bitter smile. In fact, he knew the answer faintly in his heart. Teacher Yan's pessimistic worries about the future were probably chronic illnesses that had accumulated over time, and he could not resolve them with just a few words.

"Okay, then Teacher Yan is talking about the number, how much is the dowry for Mingmei's current marriage?" He Hengguang smiled slyly.

Yan Ge continued to squint his eyes, and asked, "Bowry gift? The kid is very ambitious?"

Yan Ge continued to bully him, looking at the talkative kid who covered his face with his hands at the moment, revealing half of his flushed neck, wishing he could bury himself under the quilt.

"Marriage, dowry, whatever. Anyway, I don't have a reliable natal family, so I just... just save it for myself..." The child stumbled, and the more he talked, the softer he became, and the more he talked, the more cowardly he became.

Yan Gexu couldn't help but laugh out loud. He Hengguang can't hold back his temper. Speaking of the so-called "mother's family", Yan Gexu looked at his empty trouser legs. Feeling unwilling and distressed for him, she pressed her palm on the position of his empty trouser leg, and the child was naturally ignorant, looking at him with suspicious eyes from between her fingers.

"I haven't asked you yet, what did the experts say today? Forget it, you probably don't understand it, let's take a look at the case." Yan Ge extended his hand.

"Can I not see it?" Yan Gexu remained unmoved by He Hengguang's painful mask.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it, I'll take it." He Hengguang took out the poor, crumpled medical record from the inner pocket of his coat, and suddenly understood what others said about handing in his shitty homework to the teacher.

"Song Ning, come in too. Don't just sit there and listen to the corner. It's not going to work. If it does happen someday, I'll be the entire guard of honor. I'll let you know from the moment you open your eyes in the morning, okay? Take your gossiping heart away. Take it." Yan Ge continued to glance at him.

Hearing that Song Ning, who was caught in the corner, came in from the door awkwardly, smiled awkwardly, took the case that Yan Ge continued to hand over, and simply flipped through it. It is impossible to be a doctor at his level, but it is still good to read a case. Not to mention, I glanced for a while, looked at Yan Gexu's face and said: "The result of the doctor's examination is similar to that of the previous doctor. It should also be about the treatment and maintenance, right? If it affects your life, you may consider doing one. Joint replacement..."

"However, the doctor said that we can treat conservatively first, and we don't need to think too much about it, because I am not very old, and I don't have other problems such as osteoporosis... and I am still growing, so I will follow up on the operation now. It will be more troublesome." He Hengguang was also looking at Yan Gexu's face.

"You still have the face to say, which kid has such severe arthritis at such a young age?" Yan Ge continued to pull his face in disgust, he couldn't understand anything else, but the conclusion was still understandable.

"Wow, there's no other way... just... I just cut it off earlier... It's not up to me... I really didn't do it..." He Hengguang felt guilty.

When these words came out, Yan Gexu's lungs were poked. This person was too lively and detached, and he would always forget that the other party had also suffered countless beatings.

"And..." Song Ning raised his hand weakly, turned the case to the back and raised his hand and said: "By the way, there is also a problem with the wrist. I should have said not to use the wrist for too long, right? The wrist pain should have happened a long time ago." Is there a problem?"

Song Ning stepped forward and pulled He Hengguang's arm. When he turned it to a certain angle, the masseter muscles of the other party tensed a bit. Although the pain was not shown on the face, the shoulder muscles were also stiff. "You should be used to using your shoulders. Should I wear my wrist? Because it hurts too much. If you don’t pay attention to rest, you will have problems with your shoulder later on.”

He Hengguang moved his shoulders helplessly, and said: "I have paid attention to exercise, but this is what I eat. Occupational diseases, there is nothing I can do."

"Then you haven't thought about what you can rely on if you can't play the game one day? Have you considered the way out after changing jobs?" Yan Ge continued to ask.

"No." He Hengguang said frankly, "I can't think about that much now."

"If things go on like this, then what?" Yan Gexu frowned.

"I don't know, let's talk about it at that time, maybe... she will die after a few more years?" He Hengguang said the last few words in a low voice. It made He Hengguang feel a little embarrassed.

The monthly medical expenses are a huge mountain, and he can't reach his current income level if he changes to any other job. Even if he changes to broadcast some entertainment-oriented content, He Hengguang dare not bear it because this kind of attempt brings The risk of losing fans and declining revenue.

If other people's attempts fail, maybe the big deal is to pack up and go home. After all, there is always a way out, but He Hengguang does not. The consequences and costs of his failure can only be borne by him alone. Taking a step back is a precipice.

"Without the large expenditure over there, what should I do... I can still live on my own."

"Stop, can our atmosphere be less dignified? It's getting late now, and it's almost time to rest. If there is anything left to talk about, go back and talk again? Let's go live together, the house is so big, There are so many rooms, one more is not too much, and one less is very empty, so I don’t have to run back and forth between these two places all the time, you just treat it as convenient for me, Mr. Yan, please, I haven’t let it go for a long, long, long time It's been a holiday." Song Ning had already fully understood it through listening to the corner just now.

Good guy, these two co-authors mean that couples can actually do everything they can, but they are just verbally uncertain about their relationship.

Good guy, he's fucking straight, good guy, is this the rich man's world?

Yan Ge continued to look at He Hengguang, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb, and rubbed the fire. He remembered that last time this person couldn't hold the hair dryer because of the pain in his hand, and didn't call him. He might not know how to torment himself if he was left alone. ?It's better to put it under the nose.

A certain Yan, who had sworn before him that he wanted to get rid of the relationship, had completely forgotten all the considerations in front of him at this time, and only worries about this person remained.

"You said what would you do if you lost me..." Yan Ge continued to hate iron and steel, looking at the young man who wore his new light and comfortable prosthesis on the bed for convenience, and said almost to himself.

But such a low volume was transmitted into He Hengguang's ears without a trace. He Hengguang lowered his head and said nothing, pretending to play with the prosthetic limbs he had put on for a long time, trying not to make the corners of his mouth too turbulent .

With Song Ning's gaze, he saw the whole thing, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and reminded: "Okay, let's go, do you want to bring anything? Just leave the machine and peripherals, Mr. Yan said before In order to thank the Great God for helping Mr. Xiao Yan to prevent a catastrophe, I want to send you a complete set of equipment. I said hello to Mr. Yan. If it is fast, it will be delivered tomorrow, and the microphone and earphones can be taken. "

"It seems that there is nothing to take." He Hengguang is used to empty-handed, and he doesn't have a particularly strong sense of belonging to the rented house, but it is a place to stay.

On the way back, Yan Ge continued to help He Hengguang think of a way out. Although he could say that he would pay all the money, his identity and position were not suitable. This model of directly giving money probably would have given He Hengguang a lot of money. Hengguang would not accept it either, after all, he had to have income himself.

Thinking of his income, Yan Gexu also suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. Although his books are still receiving income from the copyrights, he is not writing new books now, and he doesn’t think about spending money. Not sure how much money I have left, I suddenly felt uneasy.

Could it be that he himself is actually poor?No way?No way?

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Gexu asked Song Ning to move the notebook into the bedroom for him, and kept checking the information. Although he had never experienced a real job search, he still had an understanding of the company and the recruitment process. After all, both his father and elder brother run businesses. From Yan Gexu's point of view, He Hengguang's own advantage is his flexible thinking, and his experience and time in playing games is very long. These advantages should not be wasted, and some considerations can be considered. Related positions in game companies, but slightly better game companies require a bachelor's degree. For a while, He Hengguang's junior high school education made Yan Ge feel bald. Why do parents let their children only complete compulsory education? !

I was so angry, and the more I thought about it for a while, the more angry I became.

After a few days of sorting out, Yan Gexu still confirmed an overall direction. Game planning should be the career that He Hengguang is most likely to turn to in the future based on He Hengguang's current ability and experience. Of course, if he can do it in the anchor industry If it is time to transition and still have a stable income, there is no problem.

It's just that He Hengguang, as one of the mid-stream anchors, has not yet reached the level of traffic of the big anchors. One is the length of the live broadcast, and the other is that he is famous because of his skills, so he especially eats the intensity of practice. The intensity of office workers is much higher.

Yan Gexu has been so involved in the past few days that even his brother said that he would come to see him in the next few days, he completely forgot about it, and pulled He Hengguang with him very consciously, writing, Jane, calendar.

Even if you don't vote now, writing your resume first is an effective way to confirm what you currently have and what you still lack.

So when Yan Chongzhou was picked up by Song Ning from the airport, he saw the two of them sitting on the carpeted floor, facing the coffee table, scratching their ears and writing something.

"Hello, both of you, may I ask, what are you doing?"

"Brother, you are here, sit down for a while, and wait for us to finish writing this thing." Yan Gexu waved his cheap brother without conscience.

Yan Chongzhou stared at the back for a while, thinking that he might be crazy, so he turned his head and asked Song Ning: "What are they writing? Is this a new way of entertainment for young people?"

Song Ning, who had been so enchanted these days that he couldn't speak, covered his face wearily, and replied in pain: "No, Mr. Yan, they are just writing resumes."

Yan Chongzhou raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help asking: "No, I can see it. What I want to ask is, so why do you need to write a resume?"

"Because Xiao Yan always feels that he doesn't have any income now that he doesn't write books, and he is thinking about whether there is a job that he can bear and the income is not bad. And Mr. Xiao He is because he is a game anchor, and he has been with him before. You said, anyway, the income is basically several times that of mine a month, and I’m also thinking about the way out if I can’t be an anchor.”

"So why are they thinking about this?" Yan Chongzhou still didn't understand when he heard it, he was very magical.

"Did I treat them badly? Why do I have such a sense of crisis? Even if they have no income, is it because I can't support them?"

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感谢在2020-12-0400:51:46~2020-12-0520:58:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast landmines: Lanzhou 2; Ming Xi, cute sweet potatoes, and Yuuki 1; thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Xingheluo 7 bottles; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard !