canine boyfriend

"What are you looking at?" The vocal music teacher was carrying a suit and comparing behind the boy.I also thought about what that person's child would be like when he grows up, but I never thought that he would have to buy his first suit himself.

"I didn't look at anything, I just looked at it casually." The boy's eyes were almost useless, but in front of his deskmate and the vocal teacher, he couldn't admit his weakness, "Just look at it..."

Go to your uncle's and take a look. He feels that he is not a person who has never seen the world, and his family conditions are good. When he was young, he participated in some occasions with the old bastard, when his mother was still there.But he had never seen such a luxurious and grand occasion.

How to decorate the rich man's villa in Hollywood movies, what it looks like in front of you, no, no, not only resplendent and magnificent, but also very tasteful.

The level of taste determines whether it is a wow, if it is really a scene that was piled up with money casually, he really doesn't think it is unusual.But every item makes him feel very pleasing to the eye, creativity and style exist at the same time, which is not easy to do.

"Today is a big event, and many celebrities and entrepreneurs from the entertainment industry will come to visit. Are you two okay?" The vocal teacher stuffed something into the boy, "Find a place to change your clothes first, put the clothes in the storage place Just fine."

As he said that, the vocal music teacher patted the boy's tablemate on the shoulder: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay. It's just... is this too capitalist?" The deskmate revealed a feeling of being out of place and uncomfortable, "This is not where we high school students should come."

"What kind of high school students? After tomorrow, we are all college students." The boy put his arms around the shoulders of the tablemate, and grabbed the suit from the vocal teacher's hand, "I'll find a place first, let him change clothes, you go in first , we will find you later."

The vocal teacher looked at the security at the door. "Can you go in without me leading the way?"

"Small." The boy shook his head, and took his stiff tablemate to the bathroom.

There was no one in the bathroom, the boy came in with his deskmate and stuffed him with clothes. "Go in and put on, hurry up."

"Why do you let me wear it?" The deskmate shook his head, "You can wear it, I'll be fine in my school uniform."

"I don't need to wear it, because I'm more social than you. You won't be able to get in wearing a school uniform. Hurry up." The boy pushed people into the compartment, and the people inside murmured reluctantly. After waiting for a while, the door opened It just opened, and the deskmate who was wearing the same school uniform as me just now has a completely new look.

"Yes." I have to say, the boy was so used to seeing the good student's face at the same table that he almost couldn't recognize him, "You can wear this dress as well."

"Isn't that good?" The deskmate didn't dare to go out, "Do I look particularly capitalist now? No, no, I'd better switch back."

"Don't, you... You're going to college soon, you have to get used to formal clothes. If you enter a big company after graduation, you have to wear formal clothes every day." The young man was afraid that he would waste time, so he pushed him outside, "Let's go."

"I will graduate in the future... I don't necessarily want to join any company, let alone a capitalist company that needs to wear a suit every day." The deskmate hugged his school uniform and sneakers, wearing a pair of uncomfortable leather shoes, He walked to the mirror and stared blankly.

"Did you find yourself so handsome?" the boy asked.

"No, just at the moment just now, I felt like my father." The deskmate suddenly smiled, "Like my father when he was young."

"Nonsense, of course you look like your father." The boy pushed him forward, the parents would have met his parents before, fuck, the colossus.The two went to store their clothes first, then ran to the door in a hurry, but as expected, they were stopped by the security personnel at the door.

"Hello." The security mainly stopped the boy, "You are not allowed in."

"Why?" The boy pretended to be stupid.

"Today is a formal occasion. Both men and women must wear formal clothes. This is a rule." The security guard said, glanced at the man in a suit next to him, and then opened the soft railing. "Hi, please come in."

"But...we are together." The deskmate said at this time, "We..."

"Don't talk." The boy interrupted him immediately, looking at the security personnel, "Why didn't you let me in? Just because I don't have a formal suit?"

The security guard looked at his school uniform and didn't remember that high school students were invited to the event. "Yes, that's right, we..."

"Stop talking." The boy interrupted him again, "If you don't let me in, then this is a kind of soft discrimination, so call your manager."

The deskmate looked at him in surprise, not expecting his classmates to be so social.

The young man also felt the look in his eyes, the deskmate must adore him now.Unexpectedly, the skills I learned can be used now.

The security guard didn't move, hesitating: "Sorry, this is the event regulation."

"Regulations are dead, people are alive, right? I know you charge money to do things, but you also have to consider whether you have offended the big boss. I dare say, as long as I say a word, none of you will get paid today "The boy continued to imitate the voice teacher's words, "I know you don't have such great power, either I will go in or find the manager. I will communicate directly with your manager."

The deskmate continued to be surprised, and had already started pulling the boy's arm. "Let's go, let's go."

The boy withdrew his arm, and couldn't bear to see his tablemate who had never seen the world.After a while, the manager came, and when he saw this man wearing a school uniform, he immediately felt a little bully.

"Excuse me, please go out." He didn't even look at the boy, but directly waved for the security guard to bombard him.The deskmate took a look, and immediately turned around to leave, but was held back by the boy again.

"What do you mean? I'm used to meeting big people, so I look down on them?" The young man got a little angry.

"Sorry, we are here for an event, not a place for students to join in the fun." The manager still tilted his head and said.

"Join the fun?" The boy took out the envelope that the vocal music teacher had just stuffed into him, "Invitation letter, read it yourself."

What?At this moment, the manager's face turned around, and he had to pay attention.The invitation letter was sent out by the event party, and only the most famous dozen or so influential figures in society had it.Although it is said that this is not checked when entering the venue, it is a symbol of status and importance, and an indispensable etiquette for an event.

"This..." The manager's face turned red and white, and then turned red again, "Is this yours?"

"It's not mine. It was given to me by the person who brought us here. If you don't believe me, come in with me. I'll take you to him." The boy said with a raised face.

After the manager read the invitation letter word by word, he opened the soft railing: "I'm sorry, it was a mistake in our work, please come in."

"It's okay, just pay more attention in the future." The young man successfully entered the main entrance of the hotel with his tablemate. As soon as the two of them entered, their eyes were dazzled again. After searching for a while, they found the guiding sign of the reception hall.

"Just now...you were quite calm." The tablemate followed the young man up the spiral stairs, "If it were me, I would definitely go home. Fortunately, you have the invitation letter in your hand."

"The invitation letter is the hole card. Let me tell you, people can't reveal the hole cards all at once, or they will easily fall into passiveness. You have a bad personality, and you are too easy to retreat. You have to persevere. "The young man led people upstairs and successfully sneaked into the reception hall.

The two stood at the entrance of the reception hall and once again wowed in unison.

"There are a lot of people." The young man looked at the crowd, men in suits and leather shoes, women in dresses and high heels, "Many of them are entrepreneurs, right? Or they are film investors, these are big bosses in front of them."

"Then what are we doing here? We don't know them either." The tablemates didn't know where to put their hands, "By the way, can you wear a tie? I haven't tied my tie yet..."

"Do you know how to wear a red scarf? Just do it that way." The boy actually didn't know how to do it himself. At this time, the vocal music teacher just came over, and he quickly grabbed him.

The vocal music teacher was talking to others: "Hey, you guys are coming in? You're quite capable, I underestimated you."

"That's it." The boy said, "Then what...you know how to wear a tie? Help him fix it."

The vocal music teacher sighed, and came over to pick up the tie in the hand of the same table: "When you go to college, these are all things you need to learn. Why is your pencil case still in your pocket? Didn't save it?"

"I'd better take it with me, I feel at ease with it." The deskmate smiled shyly, "Thank you for bringing me here."

The vocal music teacher patted him on the shoulder again. No one doesn't like polite children. "Just get used to it. You're all going to grow up. You'll be talented people in the future. Sooner or later, the society will belong to you. Over there is the buffet area. Go fill your stomach first, but no alcohol is allowed."

"If you don't want to drink, let's go over there." The boy pushed the tablemate away again, and the two of them took a few steps to reach the dazzling wine area.

"Is this... the world?" The tablemate looked at the pile of spirits and crystal cups of different colors, "Why are there so many wines?"

"Nonsense, because this is a cocktail party!" The young man looked around, but there was no familiar face, so he took his tablemate for a walk, "Hey, let's talk about adults, or we just stand around like this , so embarrassing."

The deskmate stood beside him like a log without responding.

"Don't be too nervous, you are still wearing a suit, pretending to be a successful person." The boy touched his arm, "Why don't we check today's math problem? Did you solve the last question? Hey, hey! "

The deskmate seemed to be fascinated, and stood beside him in a daze. The boy poked him vigorously, and then he looked back as if awakened: "Ah? Ah? What did you say?"

"What are you looking at?" The young man also looked over there, except that people are people, "I said, have you solved the third question of today's last big math problem?"

"I've solved it. Although it's difficult, it's not off topic." The deskmate said in a low voice, blushing for some reason, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why are you so anxious to see the world?" ?”

The young man didn't know how to answer this question, so he took two glasses of Coke from the waiter's tray, and then took two glasses from the goblet glass tower, and poured them in, pretending that they both had red wine in their hands .

"I'm in a hurry." The young man took a sip of Coke, "Well, this Coke must be from Pepsi, and I don't need Coke."

"I like Pepsi, because Pepsi is sweet, but my family doesn't let me drink carbonated drinks." The tablemate also took a sip, and the two seemed to sample red wine, but in fact they drank drinks. down to earth."

"I want to be down-to-earth, and I want to grow up quickly. This is my mood now." The boy drank the Coke, "Let me tell you, I like someone who is older than me, but he is not as good as me. Shrewd. If I want to protect him, I have to grow up quickly. I don’t want to experience it again and I can’t do anything. And... society is more complicated than I imagined, and people’s hearts are worse than I imagined. Some people can kill him for money. Dead wife, you don’t have a son... I’m very scared, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to survive again, so I have to be tougher, because I’m different from you, I don’t have the care of my parents, the warmth of my family, I have to use I use my ten fingers to fight for the future, I... Hey! Hey!"

After talking a lot, the young man almost finished what he was saying, but the tablemate was obviously absent-minded, like a piece of wood, he didn't know what to look at.

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