My first love overturned

The sensor lights turned on with the sound of footsteps going up the stairs, and Gu Chenjing saw a scene very similar to the previous few days:

Lin Zhuoguang leaned against the dirty wall, with his hands in his trouser pockets and a plastic bag hanging from his left wrist.His head was slightly raised, his eyes were closed, and he shook his head slightly following the rhythm in the Bluetooth headset.

Gu Chenjing stopped in his tracks, looked up at Lin Zhuoguang at a straight line of five meters from the height of three steps.

The dim light cast clean lines along Lin Zhuoguang's chin. Even in the dirty corridor, even if the light was dim, his leisurely and clear temperament was not overwhelmed.

As if sensing that someone was watching him intently, Lin Zhuoguang gently opened his eyes, and when he saw Gu Chenjing, he showed a reassuring and joyful smile.

He took off his earphones and greeted Gu Chenjing.

Gu Chenjing raised his feet and walked up the last three steps, just in time to meet Lin Zhuoguang face to face: "Why are you here again?"

Lin Zhuoguang didn't speak, and looked down at Gu Chenjing, showing a brighter smile.

Gu Chenjing stated the facts in a calm tone: "You come here to squat every day, isn't it a bit too much?"

"I said, if you don't reply to my message, I will block the door." Lin Zhuoguang plausibly said.

Gu Chenjing sighed: "I replied to your WeChat."

"Will it be a little awkward for me to stand at the door every time?" Lin Zhuoguang took out the key from Gu Chenjing's coat pocket and threw it into the air.

Not intending to compete with Lin Zhuoguang, who talked to himself and diverged his brain circuits infinitely, Gu Chenjing pushed his shoulder: "Open the door."

Lin Zhuoguang took the key and groped for a long time at the keyhole in the dim light, but to no avail.

With a "tsk", Lin Zhuoguang took out his mobile phone and switched it to the flashlight mode, letting the light illuminate the keyhole brightly, and finally opened the door.

The sound of the door being pushed open and Lin Zhuoguang's explanation and complaint sounded at the same time: "I haven't used the key for many years."

While complaining, Lin Zhuoguang turned on the light in the room familiarly.He opened the plastic bag he brought and took out a dark blue bath towel from it.

Gu Chenjing sat down on the sofa, folded his arms around his chest, looked at the big embroidered logo on the bath towel, and sighed solemnly.

"No, I didn't spend any money." Lin Zhuoguang walked to the sofa in two steps, squeezed Gu Chenjing to sit down, and stuffed the bath towel into his hand with sincerity of "If you don't believe me, check it out", "Gift. I I saw it in the bathroom storage cabinet and pulled it over. The two towels in your bathroom don’t seem to absorb water. There is no heating in this room. Every time you wash your hair, you have to wipe your hair with a bath towel to absorb the water. It’s not easy to get sick if you do it, you know?”

Gu Chenjing perfunctorily touched the bath towel that Lin Zhuoguang had been stuffing into his hand: "A gift? A gift means you didn't spend any money?"

"Forget it?" Lin Zhuoguang looked away guiltily.

The familiar awkwardness of the small room comes uninvited.

"Little lion." Lin Zhuoguang said, "I know you have principles, but this kind of behavior between friends really makes me uncomfortable."

"Really?" Gu Chenjing whispered.

His self-esteem and his nobility are probably ridiculous in the eyes of people who have always been at the top.

"Anyway, I'm uncomfortable." Lin Zhuoguang said, "I think you don't regard me as a good friend. Little lion, did I misunderstand? You really don't consider me a friend? We have only been classmates for three years?"

Gu Chenjing looked up at Lin Zhuoguang.Lin Zhuoguang also looked at him seriously, there was dissatisfaction and stubbornness in his eyes that he wanted to do something but failed, and there was a bit of...aggrieved.

That bit of grievance made Gu Chenjing's heart soften.Lin Zhuoguang's refusal to give in is not alms, but because he doesn't want to accept that the differences between him and his friends will become clear because of money or the environment.

Gu Chenjing took the bath towel from Lin Zhuoguang's hand: "Thank you."

Lin Zhuoguang was regretting that he couldn't help blurting out a questioning tone, and seeing Gu Chenjing take the towel, he felt a little relieved.

Gu Chenjing: "That's right, at least you didn't buy a hair dryer."

"The first thought was this." Lin Zhuoguang beamed for a moment, then realized that the beaming was not correct, and immediately restrained his eyebrows, trying to show the sincerity of his attitude, "you can use this bath towel, don't worry, I'm useless Pass."

Gu Chenjing slowly folded the bath towel: "It's okay to use it."

"what?"

"Hard and simple." The slender fingers folded the towel in half for the last time, "Didn't Lao Guo teach you?"

"Old Guo doesn't care about me." Lin Zhuoguang took the folded towel from Gu Chenjing's hand, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

"Put it on top of the towel rack, you have to use it." Reluctantly put Gu Chenjing's folded bath towel away on top of the small towel rack, Lin Zhuoguang turned out of the bathroom, "I'll bring a game console next time Right. Do you remember "Legend of Z"?"

"Legend of Z" is an action-adventure game that was very popular in the third year of high school. Lin Zhuoguang got it as soon as it was released, and successfully lured Gu Chenjing into the trap.

Gu Chenjing, who had entered the pit, was unmoved by Lin Zhuoguang's skipping class and clearing the customs, but every day after school, the two of them would run side by side across the campus, get into the car of Lin Zhuoguang's driver waiting at the school gate, the shortest time Rushed to Lin Zhuoguang's house.

Lin Zhuoguang turned on the phone when he got home, but Gu Chenjing insisted on finishing his homework before entertaining.In the tug-of-war between the two, Lin Zhuoguang always loses.

However, because of homework and quizzes with Gu Chenjing, Lin Zhuoguang's academic performance has been greatly improved in a short period of time, and he was praised by Lao Guo for the first time.

Gu Chenjing, who has entered the battle situation, will also set the alarm clock, and at 09:30 in the evening, he will ring the gold and withdraw.Lin Zhuoguang, an Internet-addicted teenager, did not skip class and did his homework. How could he stand the time limit for playing games? , so I have lived in Lin's house quite a few times.

"This is youth..." Lin Zhuoguang lamented consciously and innocently, "If you hadn't left the country suddenly, we would have passed the customs."

When it came to going abroad, Lin Zhuoguang suddenly fell silent again.

Gu Chenjing pretended not to notice Lin Zhuoguang's sudden brake: "I don't have a TV here."

"What's the difficulty!" Lin Zhuoguang's eyes flashed instantly.

Before this flash of inspiration could turn into a prairie spark, Gu Chenjing skillfully slapped it to the original point: "Don't even think about it."

Lin Zhuoguang was wronged: "I didn't intend to buy you a TV... TV takes up too much space... Get a projector..."

Gu Chenjing couldn't laugh or cry: "Lin Zhuoguang, you belong to the tiger."

Friday, November 11th, was a sunny, crisp autumn day, which bodes well.

Lin Zhuoguang, who successfully took back the little custard and bid farewell to Q3 without any regrets, arrived at the gate of Gu Chenjing's nest at seven o'clock.

After knocking on the door, Lin Zhuoguang naturally ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles for breakfast.

Before ten o'clock, Lin Zhuoguang had already driven Gu Chenjing into the B1 floor of Mo's parking lot.

"I don't know if my office is still there." Lin Zhuoguang said hesitantly after turning off the little custard, "I don't want to see my grandpa too soon. How about we wait in the car?"

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Chenjing unfastened his seat belt: "The chassis of your car is too low, it's depressing, go out and wait."

"Why are you depressed?" Lin Zhuoguang swayed to the left and then leaned to the right, drawing circles in the car with his upper body, "It's easy to handle, there is room for the car to shake."

Gu Chenjing's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Lin Zhuoguang helplessly: "Shocked?"

"How can it be!" Lin Zhuoguang yelled in a low voice as he unfastened his seat belt decisively, "I've replaced the original one as if it were a fake one, so it's authentic. That... let's go have a cup of coffee."

Gu Chenjing seemed to want to say something, but he just smiled, opened the door and got out of the car.

The B1 floor is an exclusive parking area.There are only two all-black and stable cars parked on the left half, and there is an old black small car in the far corner.

On the right side where Lin Zhuoguang parked Little Custard, there were six sports cars of different colors parked.

Lin Zhuoguang got out of the car with long legs, took out his mobile phone and planned to order two cups of coffee, and the connection was seamless when he arrived at the store.

There was a brief electric sound before the broadcast in the parking lot, and then Lin Jiyi's voice came: "Lin Zhuoguang, and Lin Zhuoguang's friends, please come to my office immediately."

Lin Zhuoguang raised his head, looked at the red camera closest to him, and silently mouthed: "Wait—wait."

There are two chairs in front of Lin Jiyi's desk, each facing a piece of A4 paper with a signature pen.

Pulling out the chair on the right to signal Gu Chenjing to sit down, Lin Zhuoguang also sat down on the chair on the left, he casually glanced at the content on the A4 paper, looked up at Lin Jiyi in disbelief: ""Interview Registration Form"? "

Lin Jiyi sat upright, his expression unwavering.

Lin Zhuoguang slapped the table to prepare for an attack, but Gu Chenjing reached out and picked up the signature pen.

Lin Zhuoguang couldn't get up anymore.

Gu Chenjing pulled off the cap of his pen, bent down and carefully filled out the "Interview Registration Form" column by column.

Lin Jiyi kept sitting upright, but signaled Lin Zhuoguang with his eyes: much more reliable than you.

Lin Zhuoguang wasn't sure whether he should be proud of Gu Chenjing's reliability, or annoyed that he had to fill out the "Interview Registration Form".

Seeing Gu Chenjing carefully filling out the form word by word, Lin Zhuoguang was finally overcome with relief.

Gu Chenjing's handwriting is more beautiful than those in high school. Lin Zhuoguang remembered the sentence that old Guo praised Gu Chenjing when he was in high school-the pen is like a dragon, and the iron draws a silver hook.

Gu Chenjing didn't care about Lin Zhuoguang's endless twists and turns. After he finished writing the last word, he gently put the signature pen back into the cap.After capping the pen cap, tap it lightly on the tabletop to ensure the capping action is the same as in high school.

Turn the "Interview Registration Form" 180 degrees, and change the orientation of the registration form from facing you to facing Lin Jiyi. Gu Chenjing held it in both hands and handed it to Lin Jiyi.

Lin Jiyi also raised his hands to take the registration form, and at the same time said politely: "Thank you."

Putting Gu Chenjing's registration form in front of him, Lin Ji glanced at Lin Zhuoguang again and again, glanced at the "Interview Registration Form" that was still blank in front of Lin Zhuoguang, folded his hands on the table, and resumed There is a posture of sitting upright, and Furui's expressionless expression.

With an impatient "tsk", Lin Zhuoguang swept away the signature pen pressing the blank "Interview Registration Form" in front of him.He picked up the signature pen that Gu Chenjing had put down, pulled off the cap, quickly wrote his name, and then wrote "None" covering half of the entire registration form.

Covering the pen cap with satisfaction, learning from Gu Chenjing and pausing the pen cap on the table, Lin Zhuoguang raised his hand and pushed his "Interview Registration Form" in front of Lin Jiyi.

Nodding his head, Lin Ji turned the "Interview Registration Form" pushed by Lin Zhuoguang to face him, covering Gu Chenjing's registration form.

He cleared his throat: "The chairman will not participate in this probationary interview."

"Probationary period?" Lin Zhuoguang immediately expressed his doubts, slapped the table and prepared to attack again.

Gu Chenjing looked at him sideways, patted the back of his left hand lightly, and signaled him to be calm—isn't this the same process for interviews?

Lin Zhuoguang couldn't express his difficulties again.

He lowered his voice slightly, but still disagreed: "Why didn't he have a probation period when he was my grandfather?"

"Strictly speaking, your grandfather comes first, and then you." Lin Jiyi brought the situation back on track without haste, "I am in charge of this interview. Mr. Lin Zhuoguang will do it first."

"Should I avoid it?" Gu Chenjing asked.

"Need not."

It was Lin Zhuoguang who answered.He stretched out his right hand to press Gu Chenjing's shoulder: "Avoid what?"

Lin Ji nodded: "The interview begins."

Letting go of the right hand that was pressing on Gu Chenjing's shoulder, Lin Zhuoguang pulled the chair and sat closer to the desk with great interest, looking at Lin Jiyi with the joy of challenge in his eyes: "Come on."

Lin Jiyi: "Name."

Lin Zhuoguang: "Isn't it written on the watch?"

Lin Jiyi: "Name."

Lin Zhuoguang: "Secretary of the board of directors, illiterate?"

Lin Jiyi: "Name."

Gu Chenjing coughed lightly.

Lin Zhuoguang: "... Lin Zhuoguang."

Lin Jiyi: "Birthday."

Lin Zhuoguang: "January 1."

Lin Jiyi: "Okay, I passed the interview."

He wrote the words "entering the probationary period" on Lin Zhuoguang's "Interview Registration Form".

Lin Zhuoguang was stunned, and Gu Chenjing smiled silently.

Lin Zhuoguang patted the table: "You are operating in the dark! I reserve the right to complain to you!"

Lin Ji shrugged and signaled "You can do whatever you want." He turned the office chair slightly in the direction of Gu Chenjing: "The interview begins."