Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

It was getting late again when Lin Ji returned to Yundao.

Once again set foot on this land, actually a little inexplicably familiar.

In just a few days, he actually regarded this place as a temporary shelter.

The first thing he did when he returned to the rented house was to put the sealed cardboard box on the table and open it. He was curious about what would be inside.

The answer was revealed, and what came into view were a few handwritten notes, transcripts from childhood to adulthood, and certificates, etc. Because of the long time, some awards have faded to a not so bright orange.

Provincial-level three-good students, city-level civilized representatives, school-level outstanding cadres... Medals for various activities, piano grade certificates, karate competition trophies... certificates for physics competitions, medals for reading competitions, certificates for composition competitions, and even every report card. Arranged by date.

Grandma still keeps these things.

When looking at the cardboard box, Lin Ji seemed to recall the old man's familiar voice, she always said: "A Ji is the child grandma is most proud of."

Lin Ji's nose was suddenly sour.

I almost failed my grandma.

Putting these things back in the box again and putting them in order, together with those glorious moments of his past.

There is no need to prove himself with past honors, even if everything around him has changed, he is still Lin Ji.

Grandma always knew him like that. Even if she was seriously ill, she knew what would make his heart extremely firm. Even in the form of last words, she would let him know that she was not alone in this world.

When Lin Ji smiled, there were tears in his eyes.

It only took 1 minute to calm down his emotions. From this moment on, all he had to think about was how to spend this year in Yundao.

He opened his schoolbag and poured out the contents.There are still more than 3000 in cash. After the money in the card is left for the repetition fee, there should be nothing left. There are still some pounds in the box that have not been exchanged in time. I will go to the bank to exchange them back to RMB. It will cost a lot of money when the school starts. tuition and fees.

In the past, there was always endless pocket money. As long as the balance in the card was lower than a certain number, the family would add a new sum to it.

At this moment, people who have never considered the issue of spending since childhood fell into deep confusion.

Impulse is really a devil. If grandma hadn't considered these things for me, it would be hard to imagine what life would be like in the future.

Lin Ji collapsed on the sofa exhaustedly, silently planning for the future.He took out his mobile phone, clicked on the App store to download the bookkeeping assistant, uninstalled his frequently used overseas big-name purchasing agent software, and even searched on Baidu for effective ways to save money.

The "little tricks" used by the vast number of netizens are simply refreshing the three views. The various budget lists to be listed make one head and two big. Simply turn off the search page and save some traffic.

Lin Ji rubbed his hair irritably. This feeling of not being able to grasp the clues was really uncomfortable. He would desperately hope that a "senior" who could point the way would show up.

Of course, except for one person, there seems to be no one who can help. When Lin Ji flashed his name in his mind, he didn't care if they were so familiar. It's okay to be thick-skinned about this kind of thing .

Click on the WeChat list, find Minghan's chat box, enter two words and send it.

【busy. 】

Minghan should be working in an internet cafe at this time, and he replied very quickly.

[It’s okay, let’s just say something. 】

【If I treat you to supper, can I ask you a question...】

After a few minutes, Ming Han replied again.

[You ask first. 】

[Do you think I can afford to eat in Yundao? 】

Lin Ji pondered over his words for a while before typing this sentence. Through the phone screen, he seemed to see Ming Han's indifferent and slightly dazed expression.

After withdrawing in a panic, I received a new message.

[Sorry, you are too slow to withdraw, I saw it, do you still want to ask? 】

Lin Ji stroked his forehead and struggled for three seconds, but chose "Don't be ashamed to ask", anyway, this embarrassment has already been thrown out.

【ask. 】

[I want iron plate fried rice for supper, come back later, I'm not hungry now. 】

Unexpectedly, Ming Han was not polite at all, and this straightforward attitude made people feel less embarrassed.

Lin Ji rubbed his eyelids and smiled, it seemed so natural when he deducted his commission.Putting the phone aside casually, turning over and hugging the sofa cushions, he let out a deep breath while stretching his waist.

Tonight's temperature was low, and it was a rare summer night to sleep peacefully. Lin Ji lay like this, gradually falling asleep.

After 02:30 in the morning, the door of the Deep Blue Internet Cafe was pushed open, and Luoluo, who had changed shifts, raised her head when she heard the sound, and just in time saw Lin Ji's tall figure walking in.He was wearing a dark blue sleeveless sweatshirt, revealing the lean, muscular silhouette at the base of his arms.

Lin Ji originally had a fair complexion, and the color of his clothes made him even more eye-catching. Luoluo's eyes lingered on him for two seconds, and then he smiled.

"Hello, it's already this time, do you want to go online or find someone?"

The person holding a box of fried rice in his left hand also had a set of simulated college entrance examination papers under his arm. Facing the question from the cashier lady, he spread his right hand casually, "Is he asleep?"

Luoluo smiled strangely, raised her hand and pointed to the inside of the guest area, a familiar black figure was sitting in front of a certain computer desk.

"There."

Lin Ji nodded, thanked Luoluo softly, and walked towards the direction just now. Even if he didn't deliberately lighten his steps, Ming Han still seemed to be unaware of it, and lay down in front of the table without any reaction.

When standing behind him, Lin Ji realized that there was a black earphone cable hanging by this person's hand.

Through the gaps in his arms, one could see an English topic newspaper on the table, and Ming Han was carefully selecting a piece of Gestalt.Someone behind him blocking the light source and dimming his vision didn't catch his attention.

It wasn't until Ming Han chose a wrong answer that Lin Ji spoke out to remind him.

"Choose B for this question."

Suddenly hearing a voice behind him, Ming Han took off his earphones and raised his head, turned around and looked up naturally.

Only now did Lin Ji realize that something was wrong, Ming Han's clothes were exactly the same as his own except for the color.

...they collided.

The clothes in this cheap mall are really selling well.

Although he discovered this problem, Lin Ji didn't mention it. He bent down naturally, and unconsciously moved closer to Ming Han's shoulder, pointing his right index finger on his topic.

"There is a gerund here, the tense you chose is wrong."

Ming Han narrowed his eyes and read the sentence again, as if he agreed with Lin Ji's point of view, he raised his pen and changed the answer.

Taking advantage of his last spare time, Lin Ji raised his eyes and glanced at the previous topic.For a contestant with 9.0 in IELTS reading, this article is really not difficult.

But within the visible range of a glance, Ming Han made two mistakes in a row.

"Are you still doing your homework so late?"

Lin Ji's question was rather tactful, so that it might not be obvious to people that the implication was "not in good condition".

"Stay for time." Ming Han put down the pen in his hand, twisted his body and looked at Lin Ji, and there was also a subtext in his words.

You let me dove, so I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep.

Hearing the complaint, Lin Ji pursed his lips and smiled apologetically, and put the fried rice in Ming Han's hand. Fortunately, Teppanyaki is open 24 hours, otherwise there would really be nothing to eat.

"Eat when you're hungry, you're really waiting for me."

Ming Han put the English newspaper aside, opened the bag of fried rice, suppressed his dissatisfaction, and gritted his teeth to respond: "I told you to come later, no matter how hungry you are, you have to hold on."

He bit "later" very hard, as if Lin Ji refreshed his understanding of these two words.

Late to the ultimate supper, it's called breakfast.

Lin Ji could only hide his guilt with a smile.

"Don't you want to eat?" Ming Han asked before taking the first bite.

Lin Ji shook his head, and took a breath from the air, and what came out was the smell of mint toothpaste left in his mouth.

"Just woke up." Ming Han understood.

Lin Ji smiled and said "En", as if he had answered why he came so late.Taking advantage of Ming Han's meal time, he silently picked up the pen and corrected the two wrong questions just now.

The old saying is true, the mouth is soft when eating people, but the hands are short.

After Ming Han ate a box of Lin Ji's fried rice, which he didn't know whether it was supper or breakfast, he chased after him and asked a lot of questions.

Lin Ji listened carefully, and almost took notes.If it is summarized and recorded, it can be compiled into a book. The title of the book is "Yundao Survival Guide", the author is Ming Han.

It is a painstaking work, and a life suggestion must be highlighted on the title page: If you have nothing to do, eat supper.

When it was dawn, Ming Han couldn't stand it anymore, so he lay down on the table and slept for a while.At seven o'clock, a male network administrator came to change his shift. He rubbed his eyelids and saw that Lin Ji was full of energy. He couldn't help teasing, "This is the man who ruined two nighttime network administrators."

The video of the online class on the computer was still being played back. This night, a famous teacher tirelessly used 2.5 times the speed to explain from sequence knowledge to derivative functions.

In the past, this kind of one-on-one course could follow [-] sessions a week, but now after listening to it for only half an hour, you will get thorns all over your body, and you will not be able to sit still.Lin Ji put his forehead on the cold computer desktop in a self-reflection style, comforting his impetuous self that school will be fine.

Ming Han's arm suddenly stretched twice, and he let out a light and weary sigh from his throat, and then raised his head from the table, his black eyes were unusually cold from the morning.

Lin Ji recalled that in the early morning, Ming Han was still tirelessly answering his questions, and suddenly felt that Xiang Youxinsheng's words were sometimes not absolute.

After frowning and looking around, Ming Han fell back to his original position, his forehead hit the corner of the mechanical keyboard with a bang, and he felt pain when he heard the sound, but the person concerned didn't have any immediate reaction, and it took more than a minute to be honest. He raised his hand and rubbed it.

What's the matter with getting up so angry that you're a little cute for no reason, and you're so ruthless that you even hit your head?

"You don't go to school again today?" Lin Ji glanced at him without any intention of getting up to wash up, and raised his wrist to look at the time.

The person who was face down on the table did not move, and his voice was hoarse when he first woke up, "Weekend, Hugh."

"Doesn't Yigao also have self-study on weekends?" Lin Ji questioned Ming Han's short answer.

It took a while for the dull answer to reach my ears again, still cherishing the words like gold, "Once a week, no."

After probably understanding Yigao's rotation system, Lin Ji didn't intend to bother him any more. He touched his phone and casually browsed for breakfast takeaways for a while, then clicked on a store and added it to his shopping cart.

He hesitated a little before making the payment, turned his head to glance at the person lying next to him, and chose to ask politely, "Pancake fruit, do you want to eat?"

Ming Han moved his fingers first, then straightened up from the table, and faced Lin Ji with a tired face, "That store," he said lazily and with some helplessness, "it's just across the road, four yuan Do you have to spend the shipping fee?"

In just a few hours, I have eaten into my stomach the newly learned "avoid unnecessary consumption".

"what……"

Lin Shao responded embarrassingly, put the phone back into his trouser pocket in embarrassment, like a child who has just been educated, trying to avoid staring at him questioningly.

Going back in time for a week, he would never have imagined that one day he would be scolded for the four delivery fees. The point is that he accepted it humbly.

"Then... I'll buy it myself, do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Ming Han stood up and stretched, pointed out to Lin Ji the specific location of the pancake and fruit shop through the window glass, and just about to say something, came the greeting from the Baiban network administrator behind him.

"Minghan, come here, there is a problem that I can't seem to solve."

"En." Ming Han finally just gestured to Lin Ji to walk slowly.

The author has something to say:

Lin Ji: This book is also called "I was murdered by my wife for four yuan after donating hundreds of millions naked".

Ming Han: This book is also called "After Being Touched by the Rebellious Young Master, I Published a Book".