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Lin Lian went to the bank to do part-time jobs, 80 yuan a day; Jiang Cun worked as a teaching assistant in the studio, 3000 yuan a month; the two spent June and July in this way, plus a bunch of bonuses from the school, the accumulation is not too much , but the sense of accomplishment in the hand is very full.

Lin Lian found a suitable time to take Jiang Cun home to meet his parents. The two elders found this young man very pleasing to the eye. The only dissatisfaction was that he seemed too reserved. The meal was so enthusiastic, I really didn't expect to see my parents so soon.

He even had a vague doubt: Will Lin Lian's father turn his face on him in the next second and say, "Why did you kid our Lin family's Chinese cabbage?"

The uneasiness and incomprehension between the adults' eyebrows were also covered up by the enthusiastic behavior of adding vegetables. After a meal, they had a happy meal, and they officially accepted Jiang Cun into their small family.

While Lin Jianshu was washing the dishes, Tao Xianxia quietly pulled Lin Lian into the room, and said, "Lin Lian, mother really can't control the future, we can accept it, but they don't know, then we won't be able to help you gone."

Lin Lian signaled her not to worry: "Mom, it's okay, I know my own way."

After Lin Lian and Jiang Cun went out, Tao Xianxia relaxed and his back was no longer as straight as before. Now that Lin Lian graduated from high school and will go to university in less than a month, he felt a sense of loss. The tide shot into her mind like a tide, and it could not dissipate for a long time.

"Lin Jianshu, Lin Lian has really grown up."

"Yeah, they also have their own way to go."

The two planned to go on a trip at least once in August, and now that a location has been planned, Lin Lian enthusiastically started to make a strategy.

The destination is not far away. It is another district and county in Chaolin City, Yandu County. Chuzhou County is located in the south of the city, and Yandu County is located in the north. It is a well-developed cultural ancient town.

Some ancient towns are so commercialized that it is appalling. The developers just dig out the little remaining charm and make their debut with gaudy makeup. Yandu is different. The original history and culture are relatively complete. The business development is becoming more and more perfect, but there will not be too many places that make people feel awkward. There are many tourists every year and a lot of money.

"Hey, think about us, the cultural relics of the Northern and Southern Dynasties have been demolished, and the temples have been rebuilt in a mess. It's too uncomfortable."

Lin Lian took a shower and lay lazily on the bed. While browsing the web, he thought of his hometown again, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Jiang Cunduan sat at the table and concentrated on painting. Now that he is free, he also has time to collect manuscripts online to earn some pocket money. A small fan wants him to broadcast live so that he can watch how the big guy paints. The process unfolds on the network - even if the use of these functions is not yet understood.

He responded, but didn't hear what Lin Lian said, but his writing speed didn't slow down.

In fact, it is very difficult for Jiang Cun to do two things at once. For example, when he is painting, he will form a habit of finding some songs to listen to, and often he cannot hear the music playing while painting; it seems that now, he has no idea Lin Lian was muttering something.

"Baby, you ignore me, your brother Lian is going to die of anger."

Seeing Jiang Cun's vague words again, Lin Lian went straight to his desk, wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, buried his head in his neck, and continued to act like a spoiled child without changing his face: "Baby—"

Not to mention Lin Lian, even Wen Mingche couldn't have imagined that the invincible demon king with pink hair dyed in the first year of high school would now be able to talk disgusting love words sweetly, and the longer the time, the more reversed he would be.

Jiang Cun was stunned for a moment, he didn't draw another stroke for a long time, turned his head and said softly: "Brother Lian, I'm on the live broadcast."

Lin Lian raised her head abruptly, her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief: "Fuck me? Live broadcast?"

Taoist Taoist Planting Peach has never said a word since he started the broadcast. The less he is exposed, the more curious fans are about him. It's okay if you don't speak, but when you speak, it's still the voices of two boys?

Or was it the voice of one of them acting coquettishly at him?

Are the voices of both of them so provocative?

There will be a delay in the barrage displayed on Jiang Cun's computer screen. After a few seconds, the barrage will start to jump up crazily layer by layer.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh??!!!"

"What peerless treasure did I find!!!!"

"Excuse me ma'am, do you still need the leg pendant!!"

"Daddy, can you marry me? I'm crying in a storm 55555"

"Who's the other one! Sorry sisters he's mine now!"

"Is that the little brother who spoke before!! Please give me WeChat!"

The number of people in the live broadcast room soared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Rao Jiang Cun said many times not to give him gifts that need to be recharged, but some people still refused to listen to the persuasion. The money rushed into the river like running water. in your pocket.

Fortunately, Jiang Cun didn't turn on the camera, otherwise Lin Lian felt that his fame would have been ruined.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

"Live drawing."

"Then you didn't say it sooner?"

"You didn't ask me."

As soon as Lin Lian thought about hanging out with Jiang Cun these days, he lay on the bed decadently dying, Jiang Cun just sat down and drew expressionlessly, what could he know!And my occasional embarrassing songs, singing yellow accents, and talking to myself insanely, aren't they all heard by others?

Jiang Cun thought about this question seriously: "I think the possibility is relatively high."

"Forget it, baby, I'm dead, I'm going to jump from here."

Lin Lian, who said he was going to jump off the building, suddenly lost his expression, and climbed onto Jiang Cun, chest to chest, hugging him tightly, and said softly, "I'm going to jump."

Jiang Cun seemed to be experiencing intermittent amnesia at this time, and suddenly forgot that he was still on the live broadcast, his neck was getting redder and hotter, and a large area of ​​scorching heat was creeping up to his ears, and he whispered: "Brother Lian, you are going to jump on me Do you want to go?"

Lin Lian buried his face in Jiang Cun's chest, and said solemnly, "You are streaming live."

As expected, he was slapped by Jiang Cun.

"Hooligans."

Since then, Jiang Cun has simply turned off the sound when he opened the live broadcast again. The audience can only see the traces of brushstrokes on the screen, and they click on the background to play the song.

Lin Lian also paused for a while. He couldn't bear to be ashamed. When he finished the travel strategy obediently, Jiang Cun also finished the current commission.

The day before departure, Lin Lian went to dye her hair pink. This time, instead of highlighting the ends of her hair, she dyed her entire head pink. Walking on the street, she often won the surprised looks of passers-by.

The barber shop is still the same barber shop. When the aunt was dyeing his hair, he couldn't help but keep rambling: "What a beautiful hair, why can't I think about making it like this, with pink hair, is it plausible..."

Lin Lian didn't dare to tell his parents, for fear that Tao Xianxia would take his skin off him for a while, and Jiang Cun was also shocked the moment he pushed open the door of the rental house.

"Brother Lian, this is what you said, super big surprise?"

"Are you surprised?" He plucked a few strands of hair in front of his eyebrows, "This is called Chow Yun-fat on the hair."

After holding back several breaths, Jiang Cun still replied truthfully: "Stunned, not happy."

In fact, Lin Lian's haircut is quite beautiful. After the aunt finished cutting it, she stared at him triumphantly for a long time, saying that the students in the fifth middle school would not worry about asking her for a haircut in the future. She still sighed regretfully in the end: "It's just a pity, what a beautiful hair, it has to be dyed, I don't know what young people are thinking..."

Lin Lian is good-looking, but Jiang Cun doesn't like those stares that flock to him. He always feels that those surprised eyes are staring at him, as sharp as a blade.

"Brother Lian, I don't like others looking at you."

Lin Lian knew what he meant, and looked at him seriously: "Baby, it doesn't matter, they are not looking at you, they are looking at me."

Jiang Cun shook his head, but was not persuaded.

"Then let's be brave, shall we?"

"Be brave and hold hands on the street and accept the scrutiny of others, is that okay?"

"I really want to announce to the world openly that this beautiful boy is my boyfriend."

He was betting that Jiang Cun would accommodate him, and Jiang Cun would understand what he meant.

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Cun finally raised his head and nodded slightly.

Now that you have chosen this difficult path, you must persevere through it.

Escape and fear are useless, all they can do is face it and exercise themselves.

Lin Lian not only wants to dye her hair, but also wants to be like Jiang Cun and other couples, without hiding or covering up.

They believe that one day the polar night will pass and the light will come.

Returning to Chuzhou after playing Yandu, Lin Lian was scolded by Tao Xianxia as expected, deeply regretting why he didn't buy a wig, Lin Jianshu didn't help him, and hid in the bedroom to play with his mobile phone.

In the past few days, the two of them lived very regularly. They slept until they woke up naturally. Lin Lian sat and read a book, Jiang Cun seriously drew, sometimes went out to eat dessert and watch a movie, and went to Binjiang Road at night. While walking, Lin Lian dug out an old cattail fan from somewhere, and happily took it away to fan the wind.

The breeze rolled down the river, their little fingers hooked, each with an earphone, walking aimlessly, just to pass the boring time.

Although I don't know how many times I have seen the scenery here since I was a child, I will still be attracted.

Sometimes the sky is pink mixed with light blue, just like a touch of water-stained moon, spreading endlessly to the distant mountains, sometimes black dominates the blue color, leaving only a blue line, sometimes it is a large area The glamorous Huoshaoyun floats in the sky, and the golden sun shines through the clouds...

As night fell, there were more vendors selling things. Lin Lian wanted Jiang Cun to buy a glowing Mickey Mouse headband to wear, but he was rejected mercilessly.

"Honey, there's a balloon player over there!"

Lin Lian grabbed Jiang Cun and dragged Jiang Cun to the ballooning place.

The boss at the booth usually stipulates that as many as you hit, you can get five more bullets, and as many as you hit, you can exchange for a doll. Lin Lian has been coveting the giant white fur fox lying on the thick cardboard, who knows that the technology is not enough. , never got his wish.

"I know."

Jiang Cun looked at him helplessly—this stall had been discovered since the first day of walking, and Lin Lian went to play every day, but ended in failure every time.

It is actually very easy to get a doll. There are a lot of dolls in the store, but Lin Lian just wants to "win" it, so that the money spent can almost buy two foxes.

Ten yuan a pack, ten bullets per pack, Lin Lian's highest hit rate is seven rounds, and the lowest hit rate is three rounds.

If you want that doll, you have to hit Fafa.

As expected, Goddess of Luck still did not favor Lin Lian today, the "bang bang bang" bullet was fired and only hit five balloons

"Honey, you try?"

"I don't like playing this."

"Then you go and buy Mickey Mouse."

The co-author God sent Lin Lian to refresh his concept of "shameless and skinless", and exercise his patience by the way.

"Take the money, I'll play."

"Brother Cun is a bit domineering!"

Lin Lian teased him, kissed Jiang Cun's cheek from an angle that no one else could see, and raised his eyebrows to signal him to fight.

According to his reading of countless Wen Mingche's romance novels, according to the normal development of the plot, Jiang Cun should be able to get the big fox smoothly.

It's a pity that it turns out that the two are evenly matched. The eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, has the same pitiful hit rate.

"Six hairs? Baby, you are still better than me! Come and give Brother Lian a hug!"

"Don't be ashamed."

Jiang Cun put down the gun, but without reacting, he saw a black figure rushing out, grabbing his collar, and pushing him back violently, the table on the stall fell and the toys were stepped on. And when he was dragged onto the board covered with balloons, he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

The people around were startled suddenly, the sound of screams and running were intertwined, and there was also the deafening sound of dancing and singing in the square not far away, Lin Lian was upset and froze.

The giant plastic board with balloons was crumbling, yellow plastic bullets and toy guns were scattered, and the dolls were lying on the ground unsteadily. The scene became chaotic for a while, which caught people off guard.

No one knew what happened. Seeing that the stall was smashed, the owner of the balloon shop trembled and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't fight, don't fight... Brother, what are you doing!"

A lot of bulging balloons were pressed against Jiang Cun's back. He didn't even look at the person in front of him, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Jiang Pingguang."