Still tide

Miao Jiayan paused because of the photo and said that it was Chen Chao who said he was, which was a big blow to Miao Jiayan.

After that, he didn't want to take photos anymore. He didn't understand what a contract was or wasn't a contract at all, and he didn't understand what Chen Chao meant by falling paper.Miao Jiayan completely stopped answering the phone calls to ask him to take pictures, and that would be the end of it all.

Chen Chao still didn't know that he was frustrated by making phone calls for two or three days. He was already in the third year of high school, and he was studying day and night.

There is another big event for Miao Jiayan this year.

—He has a younger brother.

More than half a month passed the expected date of delivery, and I still had a cesarean section.Grandma Miao spent more than a week in the city, taking care of Miao Jiayan's mother.Giving birth at this age is regarded as an advanced maternal age, the body is swollen badly, and the pregnancy reaction is also very tossing.She didn't see Miao Jiayan during the whole pregnancy. Miao Jian said that she was a bit depressed during pregnancy, and she hadn't been back this year, and Miao Jiayan didn't go to her to spoil his parents' mood.

Grandma came back, and Miao Jiayan asked her, "Is my brother cute?"

"It's cute, but it's fun." Grandma touched his back, looking at Miao Jiayan with distressed eyes, "Looking at your little brother, I think of you when you were young, when grandma hugged you every day .”

"Does it look like me?" Miao Jiayan asked again.

Grandma said it was the same as when he was a child.

Miao Jiayan first smiled, then whispered, "Don't be like me."

Grandma looked at him and sighed softly.

Adding a grandson to the family is a good thing for the elderly in any way.But Grandma Miao didn't say anything in front of Miao Jiayan. Miao Jiayan went to school during the day, and Grandma Miao quietly said to Grandpa Miao at home: "You say that I am a grandma, why do I seem to be separated? I don't like that. Why don't children like it so much..."

Grandpa Miao squinted while sitting on the recliner by the door, and said, "It's normal."

"I live there, I feel uncomfortable, and I haven't been like this before..." Grandma Miao talked to Grandpa Miao while weaving a scarf for Miao Jiayan, "I look at that child, just like looking at other people's children. Yes, I like it quite a bit, but I don't have the rare interest in my own children... Sigh."

"You have a problem with your son and daughter-in-law, so you brought the child with you." Grandpa Miao said to her, "From the very beginning, you didn't plan to care about this little grandson, and you were prepared for it in your heart, and you were on guard."

Grandma Miao quickly denied it and said, "I don't."

Grandpa Miao didn't argue with her either, and after a while Grandma Miao said by herself: "Then why did they come here for this child? It's just that they don't want to care about Xiaoyan. To put it bluntly, they don't want this child anymore. Then I asked for another one. How can you let me see them?"

After she finished speaking, Grandpa Miao swayed and said, "Look, this is not enough."

"Anyway, they don't come back a few times a year, and I don't need to care about the children. If there are parents and grandparents, they are no less than a grandma." Grandma Miao didn't know whether to tell Grandpa Miao or tell her. He listened to himself, muttering in a low voice.

Grandpa Miao was about to fall asleep, but was woken up by Grandma Miao.

"When they come back, don't just take care of the younger ones and neglect the older ones, and don't hug your new grandson every day," Grandma Miao told him, "Did you hear that?"

Grandpa Miao made her laugh: "What are you talking about, it's your grandson, don't you have meat on the palms and backs?"

Grandma Miao frowned: "Don't do this to me, Xiaoyan was brought up by us, so don't make the child sad."

Grandpa Miao closed his eyes and did not speak. Grandma Miao patted him again and said, "The child is innocent. I shouldn't bring my temper on the child, but our Xiaoyan is all innocent? Parents do not love mothers or mothers, let me tell you, Mrs. You have a clue, you have a little idea."

Grandpa Miao didn't want to say anything at first, but Grandma Miao muttered endlessly beside him, so Grandpa Miao could only hum in his throat: "Isn't this nonsense..."

Miao Jiayan didn't even know that her grandparents cared about the closeness and distance. This was indeed Grandma Miao's overthinking. It was impossible for Miao Jiayan to care about this.

He is sixteen years old, but Grandma Miao still treats him like a child in her heart.

Miao Jiayan chose the liberal arts at the beginning of the spring semester of the second year of high school. It wasn't that he liked the liberal arts too much, and he didn't like any of them too much. The detailed knowledge of history was quite a headache.Miao Jiayan's grades in science were passable in the first year of high school, but he knew that he was not a student with a particularly high IQ, and he was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with physics and chemistry in the second and third year of high school.

When I arrived at the liberal arts class, the teacher talked to him twice, the first time was more formal, and asked him if he planned to study art after growing his hair, Miao Jiayan said no.The second time was not so formal. I called Miao Jiayan to the office, took his Chinese paper, and said that you must practice your handwriting, and you will not pass the college entrance examination for liberal arts students who write this broken handwriting.

The reason why the teacher paid attention to him was because Miao Jiayan had good grades, and there were few liberal arts students. Miao Jiayan still came out of the high-scoring class, and there were not many liberal arts students in that class.

Miao Jiayan had two calligraphy posts in italic script almost every day, and when the winter semester was half over, his handwriting really looked a lot better.His handwriting was actually okay before, but later he couldn't write well, and it became more and more ugly, and he got better with practice.

He didn't answer the phone all the time, and he couldn't be contacted by the online store, so he came here by car.

Miao Jiayan came back from school to see them at her home, thinking they were going to collect flowers again.

Last time, my sister was also here, and saw him coming over to greet him kindly, and said, "Why don't you answer my sister's phone?"

Miao Jiayan said: "I don't take pictures."

The girl laughed at his reaction and said, "What are you afraid of? Did you see the last photo?"

Miao Jiayan said she saw it.

"You tell me whether it looks good or not!" My sister said, taking out her mobile phone, flipping through the photos in the album, and showing him, "It's just an ordinary advertisement picture. Look at my sister, there are so many of them here. They are all models."

Miao Jiayan took a step back and said, "Then you can ask them to take pictures."

"You are different." My sister looked at him and said.

"They look better." Miao Jiayan said objectively.

"But they can't shoot your effect," my sister said seriously, "They have their style, and you are you."

Miao Jiayan didn't believe what she said, Chen Chao told him last time, let him grow his brain, so Miao Jiayan only has three words in his head now: Don't lie to me.

Miao Jiayan was wearing a milky white turtleneck sweater, she nodded slightly, her chin was half buried in the collar, and she was not in a good state of communication.

My sister pulled him to sit down on a chair, and told him about my work, marketing, and why I wanted to take pictures.He also showed him various pictures that he had taken before.

"The photos of our family are different from those of other families. My sister gave you 500 yuan last time, right? You can't earn [-] yuan a day for taking photos of other houses, and my sister didn't cheat you." The girl drank the water her grandma poured for her, She said to him earnestly, "My sister is a conscientious businessman and will not lie to you."

Objectively speaking, she is very sincere, and she seems to really like Miao Jiayan, and she will praise Miao Jiayan once she says a few words.

In fact, Miao Jiayan doesn't hate taking pictures, and even likes it a little bit.The him in the photo is somewhat different from his own, this strangeness and contrast makes Miao Jiayan feel novel.Some people watch it and others like it, which is very rare for a child who was not accepted since childhood.

Miao Jiayan almost let go, and the girl said again: "The pictures my sister took are often bought by magazines, who doesn't like good-looking pictures, right?"

Hearing "magazine" and "buy away", Miao Jiayan's head buzzed, remembering what Chen Chao said about him, she almost stood up and left.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't put it somewhere else?" Miao Jiayan asked warily.

"If you don't sell yours, my sister has already promised you, she keeps her word." The girl smiled "haha", "Why are you so funny, baby."

The girl joked about herself afterwards, took another sip of water and said, "Sister herself feels like a liar."

Grandpa Miao and Grandma Miao were listening. To them, this kind of thing was like the birthday photos Miao Jiayan took when she was a child were made into a big frame by a photo studio and placed at the door.Others think it looks good to take pictures as an advertisement, but that's not the only thing.

Miao Jiayan was finally persuaded and agreed to do another shoot.

Before the other party could speak, Miao Jiayan immediately said, "But I want to sign the contract."

The girl probably didn't expect him to say this, and was taken aback for a while.

"Can't you sign?" Miao Jiayan asked.

"Can sign," the other party asked with a smile, "how do you want to sign?"

Miao Jiayan looked at her blankly: "..."

Chen Chao and the others' self-study tonight was occupied, and they took a simulation paper for comprehensive science.After more than two hours of the test, my mind has been running at high speed, and I feel a little tired after school.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Chen Chao took it out, saw the displayed note, and picked it up.

"Hey?"

Miao Jiayan called "Brother Chao".

"En." Chen Chao responded, "What's wrong?"

When Miao Jiayan heard his voice, she paused, forgot what she wanted to say, and asked softly, "Brother Chao...are you tired?"

Chen Chao cleared his throat and said, "I took a test."

"You sound listless." Miao Jiayan said while holding the phone.

"It will be fine tomorrow, but I fainted in the exam today." Chen Chao took a deep breath and asked him, "What can I do for you?"

Miao Jiayan didn't want to talk anymore, she just said, "I'm fine."

"Impossible," Chen Chao frowned, "Say."

Miao Jiayan didn't dare to lie to him, so she could only tell about the fact that they came to look for him at home.

"Then do you want to shoot?" Chen Chao asked him.

"I really want to." Miao Jiayan said honestly.

"Then let's shoot, it's okay, just sign the contract." Chen Chao said.

"She asked me how to sign." Miao Jiayan whispered.

Chen Chao frowned: "Why did she ask you to sign it? You haven't signed it, nor have they signed it?"

Miao Jiayan's phone call just happened when Chen Chao was not in good condition, and it was an opportunity to turn into a cannon barrel with a little ignition.

"You can ask her to call me tomorrow, before one noon," Chen Chao glanced at his watch, "or at this time. Let her tell me directly, I will send it to my dad's lawyer, don't fool around with you Little fool."

When Miao Jiayan heard it, she felt that it was too troublesome, and just about to say no, Chen Chao saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and laughed: "Is it not happy to say that you are a little fool?"

"No!" Miao Jiayan said hurriedly, "I'm not unhappy, I don't want to shoot anymore."

"Shooting." Chen Chao's tone sounded more relaxed than before, "The shooting was pretty good last time, where did you shoot this time?"

Miao Jiayan replied: "She said to go to Yunnan to shoot, to their planting base."

"..." Chen Chaode remained silent for ten seconds.

"Brother Chao?" Miao Jiayan glanced at the phone, thinking she had hung up.

Chen Chao's good temper just now disappeared, and he asked Miao Jiayan, "Do you know where Yunnan is?"

"It's far away." Miao Jiayan, a liberal arts student, remembers the map of China quite clearly in her mind.

"If you know it's far away, then let them take a close-up shot. If you like to pat, you don't want to pat them down."

Chen Chao's cannonball exploded after all: "For 2000 yuan, she has to go to Yunnan to shoot an advertisement. If she wants to give [-] yuan, does she have to go to the United States to shoot it? If [-] yuan, go to Antarctica?"