I was scumbag, he came to the door

"The scumbag should be cut up and brought out to harm people all day long." Ai Qing complained while washing his hands. He was wearing ripped trousers and a row of metal chains hung around his waist.

The range of movement was too large, and various crackling sounds sounded.

"Those who make our brother Song sad are not good people, shit."

"Who says it's not? Those scumbags should stay at home and don't just come out and harm other people's good children." Gu Yuan turned on the faucet and agreed.

When he was washing his hands, he glanced to the side, and clicked twice. The child looks good, but it's a pity that he insists on going unorthodox.

"Boss friend, brother, have you been scumbag too? Let me tell you that a friend of mine met a scumbag man, and that person should be eunuched if he cheated on him and became King of the Sea with him."

Ai Qing quickly came over to complain to Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan: "My friend was cheated of his feelings, and the other party treated him as a humanoid massager, which is also a scum."

The two looked at each other sympathetically, and then patted each other's shoulders in unison.

"Take care."

"You too."

The two walked to the box together, and were surprised to find that the two rooms were opposite each other.

Before Ai Qing went in, he looked back. When he opened the door, he saw a good-looking man sitting on the sofa facing him in the van. He had an indifferent expression and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Leaning forward and burying his head between his legs, the tall figure looked sluggish.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't come in, Song Ci stood up and walked this way.

Ai Qing closed the door, "It's okay, I just saw that the handsome guy can't move his legs."

Song Ci: "Oh."

He continued to go back and drink there.

On the contrary, Tang Shi, who was opposite, felt something, and looked up at the moment Gu Yuan closed the door.

There are only closed doors and empty corridors on the opposite side.

Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Why, you still want to have a chance encounter with your lost lover."

Tang Shi lacked interest: "Why not?"

Gu Yuan sneered: "Brother, you should think about what gift you will give your old man for his birthday. By the way, are you going to Yanda University to attend the graduation ceremony next week?"

Tang shi waited silently for his follow-up.

Gu Yuan leaned over to him, and said meanly: "I heard that there are a lot of handsome men and beautiful women in this year's Yanda University, so take me to have a look."

It's no secret that Gu Yuan is not shy about meat and vegetables in the industry, but he is generous in his actions and there is no shortage of people who come to him.

Tang Shi sneered: "Hehe, try it."

As one of the top ten universities in China, Yancheng University has many famous people in the industry to watch its graduation ceremony every year.

Song Ci and the others defended on the 5th, and the 6th was the ceremony.

In order to make it easier for him to go back to school these days, he kept the cat at Ai Qing's apartment before leaving, and when they all went back to school, Ai Qing's aunt would help feed the cat.

"I heard that our school has invited many successful seniors to come back this year, even ST."

"ST?" Song Ci was a little familiar with this word, and felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

They are walking to the auditorium together, outstanding graduates from various majors get together,

The boss in their dormitory nodded: "Well, I heard that he came from our school's Academy of Fine Arts, and now he is a famous painter in China. A painting has been fired for tens of millions."

You must know that in the painting industry, whether a person lives or dies, and how old he is will affect the value of the painting.

For a young man who is just 30 years old, his works have been fired for tens of millions, which is enough to show the painter's skills.

Gao Yao sighed all over his face: "I went to see his art exhibition with a friend before, it was really awesome, I never thought it was from our school, do you know what his real name is?"

The few remaining people shook their heads: "I didn't know about it. I guess the real name is only known to those who study painting in the Academy of Fine Arts."

Song Ci was not interested in painting or anything, but the man he met in City D said that he was a painter, and that man's paintings were surprisingly good-looking.

It's a pity that if you are not famous, you can only live by being a bartender, and you have to be a Neptune to hook up people everywhere.

Their professional positions were in the middle, and after entering, they were quickly submerged among a group of heads wearing the same style of academic uniforms.

The ceremony is just a ceremony, listen to the leader's speech and listen to the experience shared by the seniors, and then everyone dispersed to work hard on their own.

Song Ci sat there and replied to WeChat messages while he had nothing to do.

This morning, Ms. Zhang and Mr. Song both sent him messages to celebrate his upcoming graduation, and expressed their thoughts on going home as soon as possible.

Ping An Health: "Xiaoci, Dad doesn't have such high demands on you. When you come back to be a teacher or take an exam for a civil servant, you can earn a few thousand yuan a month. The income of our small hotel is not bad, enough to support you."

Song Ci quickly replied: "Dad, I'm such an adult, how can I spend your money all the time, besides, I'm still young."

Ping An Health: "Everyone goes home after graduation. It's just right to talk to someone who will be 25 or 6 years old after two years to get married and have children. Everyone else comes here like this. You still want to make an exception."

The differences in thinking can't be settled so quickly, not to mention that Song Ci himself is a natural bender, he has never dated girls since he was a child, and he doesn't want to flirt with girls.

Song Ci: "Dad, I don't want to fall in love. Besides, didn't you all disapprove of my falling in love before?"

Ping An Health: "In the past, you were still young, and you should focus on your studies. Now you have graduated."

Ping An Health: "Highly educated, stable job as a teacher, and our family's income is also good, so I don't have to worry about finding excellent girls."

Song Ci's head was aching. After thinking about it, he told them that he had already rented a house.

"I've rented a house in Yancheng. I'm going to work here, and I won't go back for a while."

"I'm attending the graduation ceremony, let's stop talking."

After sending the message, he turned his phone to silent, forcing himself to ignore the messy messages.

He didn't understand. Since he was a sophomore, he has earned his tuition and living expenses by himself. Every year, he takes scholarships as much as possible, and returns money to his family from time to time, just because he doesn't want to burden them.

But my parents didn’t believe it, they always felt that he would have a difficult life if he worked outside. If he wasn’t suitable for making a living, he should return to stay under their noses. After graduating, he would go home and find a job, and then buy a house and get married with the help of his family. This is what they arranged Life.

No matter what Song Ci said, the monthly pocket money was still remitted, and Song Ci would not argue later, and kept the money on a separate card, planning to find a chance to give it to the family.

"Who are you talking to?" Gao Yao glanced over here.

"My dad, sent a message to care about me." Song Ci said as he put the phone away.

Gao Yao wanted to say something more, but there was a commotion in the crowd in front of him.

A few people looked up and found that the principal was coming, accompanied by a few people in suits and leather shoes who seemed to be successful people.

When Song Ci saw the face of the man in the middle, several capitalized question marks were drawn on his forehead with a dull expression.

I wiped it, who can tell him how this man Tang Shi appeared here, standing in the middle of a row of mediterraneans and fat bellies, successfully attracting most people's attention with his face and temperament.

"Wow, the one in the middle is ST. This face is no worse than my husband's. It's a good debut."

"Don't dream about it. Being an idol only earns a lot of money. A painting is worth tens of millions per minute. I heard that the family itself is a wealthy family, so they are not short of money."

There were discussions from a few girls behind him. Every time they said something, Song Ci's heart sank a little, and his face turned pale.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" The boss pushed him, "Are you all right, are you sick?"

Song Ci's face was blank, staring straight at the back of the seated figure in front of him, and his voice was miserable and desolate: "You said what will happen if I run away now and don't come to the stage to receive my graduation certificate."

"..."

"Come on, you, calm down, how to find a job without a certificate, bear with the discomfort, we are in the middle, it is estimated that it will be us in an hour."

What this means is that he will be on stage in an hour, will appear in front of Tang shi, and will be executed in public, right?

Song Ci's heart sank to the bottom, and he wanted to perform a face-changing act on the spot.

Blame him, blame him for being stupid, how can there be a bartender with such a good temperament, people say that he is a painter, because his own inherent impression is too deep, I have never believed that anyone will find a job for me to experience life.

No, it wasn't him who cheated and became Neptune, so why should he be so nervous.

Song Ci pondered that at most he had lied about the information, but other things were true, and the other party did not cause any losses.When the two meet, they will die even if their history in D City is known.

Even if Tang Shi was offended, it was only because his sexuality was exposed. He was about to graduate, and besides, his parents were not here, so it was okay to be talked about, he could bear it.

Thinking about it like this, Song Ci calmed down again, but he was always a little worried, sad and bewildered.

The people in front came to the stage one by one, Tang Shi turned his back to him so Song Ci couldn't see the expression on each other's face clearly.

Escaping is impossible. After Gao Yao went up, Song Ci had to go to the front and wait. He simply took a minute to go up to the stage to receive his graduation certificate and take a photo with the principal before leaving.

Song Ci put on his academic hat, and covered his face as much as possible while standing aside,

"Next let's invite Song Ci, a student majoring in tourism management."

Song Ci went on stage following the sound of the announcement, trying not to look at the rostrum as much as possible throughout the whole process, praying in his heart that Tang Shi would never look up at him.

The name Song Ci was so special that it immediately brought back Tang Shi's memories. He subconsciously looked up at the stage, and happened to meet Song Ci who was wearing a bachelor's uniform and receiving his graduation certificate.

When the latter saw him, his face was expressionless as if he didn't know him.

Tang Shi:?

After receiving the graduation certificate, it is the school’s questioning session according to the normal process. Generally, the host will ask politely at this time whether the leaders below have anything to ask.

Everyone understands this kind of link, which is reserved for a few people, and most people just go through the process.

Song Ci counted in his heart and wanted to step off the stage quickly. When the host asked him, he was ready to walk away, but that was the one who asked.

Tang Shi's gaze was like a torch, and his voice was cold and cold. He stared at him firmly, "Student, what is your name?"

Under the crowd, and there were people watching around, Song Ci had no choice but to bite the bullet and pretend that the two of them didn't know each other.

He first bowed to Tang Shi to show his respect, and then he spoke.

"Farewell words."

Tang Shi said 'Oh', "I thought it would be a poem."

When he was in City D, the other party misunderstood his name many times as a poem, Song Ci didn't explain it, and now he just wants to escape.

Fortunately, Tang Shi didn't say anything more, and Song Ci was able to step down successfully.

After getting the diploma, there is nothing to do. The students can leave if they are in a hurry. Song Ci took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Gao Yao and Ai Qing respectively, saying that he would leave first.

There is an empty classroom next to the auditorium. After he went out, he pushed open the door of a classroom, and after entering, he began to tear his academic uniform.

Ma Dan, the school is too bad, no, he has to leave immediately, and he must not be caught by Tang Shi.

While cursing, Song Ci took off his clothes, and just as he took off his clothes, he heard the sound of the door being locked.

Looking at Tang Shi again, he didn't know when he would come over. He stood at the door with his arms folded and looked at this side with a half-smile.

Song Ci: ... by

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