I attacked the god of learning

Cheng Xinglin cut off the call almost by muscle reaction.

Fortunately, he is very agile, and he flexibly completed a series of operations such as pinching the video and locking the screen in almost a second.

After cutting it off, he raised his head in horror - Jian Xing... Jian Xing is looking at the cat?

Seeing Jian Xing stretch out a finger for Mimi Ba to lick and play with, Cheng Xinglin secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

But what Cheng Xinglin didn't see was that Jian Xing stretched out his finger to Mimiba at the very second when he pinched the phone.

The second the call was connected, Jian Xing's eyes fell on his mobile phone.

It was only at the last second that he moved away because he didn't want to spy on Cheng Xinglin's privacy.

But this short time difference has already allowed him to glance at the profile picture on the phone.

Jian Xing stroked Mimi Ba's chin, thinking—although he didn't see the person's note name clearly just now.

But he always felt that the cat's head seemed to be exactly the same as his own.

Why do you have to look exactly like your own avatar?

Maybe it's... someone who followed Cheng Xinglin's example?

Thinking of this, Jian Xing frowned slightly - childish.

He didn't know who the monster opposite was, but he didn't believe that Cheng Xinglin would be led away.

He doesn't care.

Jian Xing took the initiative to say, "If you have a call, answer it?"

"It's okay, it's okay to pick it up later." Cheng Xinglin said.

"Okay, then you can pick it up when I get home." Jian Xing said, standing up.

"Are you going back?"

"Well, I will take you downstairs to your house first." Jian Xing said, "My house is a little far away, and it will be too late if I don't go back."

"Okay. Then you pay attention to safety and send me a message when you get home."

Jian Xing bent his eyes and nodded: "Okay."

Cheng Xinglin picked up Mimi Ba, and wanted to send Jian Xing to the main road for a taxi.

But Jian Xing refused: "It took me a long time to deliver you safely to your doorstep, so there's no need to send you back and forth."

Jian Xing said so, Cheng Xinglin could only nod his head, hold the kitten, and watch Jian Xing off.

Looking at Jian Xing's back as he walked forward, Cheng Xinglin suddenly felt a little lost.

Actually, today is enough.

But maybe, he just couldn't bear to part each other.

Mimiba seems to understand Cheng Xinglin's thoughts, this little cat who has been trained for a long time is very human, and will not bark at Jian Xing who has already left willfully.

He would only rub his head against Cheng Xinglin, as if to comfort him.

One person and one cat stood under the street lamp, cuddling each other.

Cheng Xinglin just lowered his head, ready to stick with the kitten, but Jian Xing, who had already reached the intersection and was about to turn the corner, turned around.

When Jian Xing saw Cheng Xinglin who was sticking to the kitten, the smile on the corner of his mouth softened.

He raised his hand and waved to Cheng Xinglin: "Cheng Xinglin, see you tomorrow."

·

……

In this world, the best farewell is nothing more than the words "see you tomorrow".

Cheng Xinglin took a step forward and walked into the street lamp, the warm yellow street lamp illuminated him warmly.

Cheng Xinglin raised his hand and waved to Jian Xing: "Well, see you tomorrow!"

At this moment, Cheng Xinglin's expression brightened instantly.

He hugged the kitten, walked happily through the alleyway, stepped up the stairs in two or three steps, and opened the door of the house.

After sneaking into the house, he grabbed Mimiba and took a deep breath.

Then he put the dizzy cat on the sofa cushion, ran to take a bath, and threw himself directly on his bed.

Cheng Xinglin lifted the quilt to cover his shoulders, and then rolled all the way from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.

The whole person was wrapped in the quilt, he looked up at the ceiling, and began to review—review every detail of tonight.

So happy!

Today is really a fairy night!

Cheng Xinglin had just been replaying for 2 minutes when his phone rang suddenly.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly broke free from the quilt, fished out the phone, and found that it was Mao Maotou's video request.

Cheng Xinglin quickly took the mask and put it on for himself.

Then click on the request, and said enthusiastically to the opposite side: "Xingshu, you don't know, tonight——"

When Cheng Xing said this, he paused.

Because he found that the video was not the adult Jian Xing who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with elegant and mature gestures.

It was just getting out of the car, carrying a schoolbag...

Young Jane.

Cheng Xinglin blinked.

Jian Xing closed the car door, glanced at him, and asked doubtfully, "Uncle Xing?"

"Ah, no, it's the name of a friend of mine, the pen of the criminal law, the book written!"

After hearing this explanation, Jian Xing didn't know whether he believed it or not, he just said, "Well—oh, by the way, I have nothing to do, just to let you know that I'm here."

Cheng Xinglin: "Okay, okay."

Jian Xing: "That won't disturb your rest. Good night."

Cheng Xinglin: "Good night..."

Before hanging up the phone, Cheng Xinglin whispered again: "...senior."

Good night senior.

This word is nothing special, but at that moment, Jian Xing's thumb on the phone had a blood vessel connected to an artery, but it bounced.

Jian Xing suddenly felt that his mouth was a little dry.

But when he looked at his phone, he found that Cheng Xinglin had hung up the phone.

Cheng Xinglin's "good night senior" said so simply that he almost forgot the other target he called.

Jian Xing was quiet, opened the memo on the phone, and recorded: [It's called the punishment book. 】

In front of this memo, it says - [People whose profile pictures are very similar to themselves, call Cheng Xinglin. 】

Jian Xing didn't mind these demons.

I also didn't believe that Cheng Xinglin would be hurt by such a low-end means.

He records it.

It's just a record.

Jian Xing stood in front of his villa and typed a memo.

And Cheng Xinglin was autistic at home.

How many times did the car flip over tonight? ? ?

If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be taking jujube pills.

Cheng Xinglin had just shut himself off, but he heard the video call notification sound again.

Cheng Xinglin checked the name carefully this time, and after confirming that it was Jian Xing from the future, he pulled up the mask and answered the phone.

Future Jianxing changed into a suit today, shaved his beard, and styled his hair a bit. He looks even more handsome than yesterday.

"What's wrong?" Future Jian Xing glanced at Cheng Xinglin's expression of "I'm going to die", and couldn't help laughing.

"Jian Xing sent me the video just now, I mistook him for you, and even called him 'running script', almost died..."

"..." Future Jian Xing paused and laughed when he heard Cheng Xinglin's words, "It seems that he should have fulfilled his goal of sending you WeChat today?"

"Oh!" Cheng Xinglin sat up now, and seriously reported to Future Jianxing, "Xingshu, a lot of things happened today, listen to me..."

Cheng Xinglin briefly talked about what happened tonight.

"So, we should be friends."

After Cheng Xinglin finished speaking, he recalled the details of tonight.

His eyes turned into beautiful stars: "Jian Xing is so handsome and gentle..."

When Future Jianxing heard this sentence, he smiled and said, "Thank you."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

It's not to praise him, what is he thanking for...

Having said that, Cheng Xinglin's face was still a little red when he realized that he had committed a nympho in front of the Lord.

"However, you don't have to praise him like that." Future Jianxing said.

Cheng Xinglin: "...huh?"

Jian Xing in the future: "This is what he should do, so he's qualified."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

You learn from God.

It is really too strict with myself.

After 20 years of strictness, I will reflect on what I did when I was not a boyfriend when I was not a boyfriend. "It just passed the mark."

This spirit of inquiry.

Cheng Xinglin said that he really didn't understand.

"Xingshu, then I have become friends with him now, what should I do next?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

"Should I bring him breakfast every day, and then play basketball and bring water, or something like love over time?"

I don't know if Cheng Xinglin read it wrong, he clearly saw Jian Xing showing an unhappy expression in the future.

But the next moment, Future Jian Xing returned to that polite state, and said elegantly: "You bring him breakfast every day? What good things does he think of? Go dream."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

How can you say such irritable words with such an elegant and casual expression.

Cheng Xinglin couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then what should I do next?"

"I've already found the next target for you."

"What is it?"

"Become a school grass."

·

"..."

"........."

Speechless, it's Cheng Xinglin tonight.

Cheng Xinglin pointed to himself and asked, "I, become a school grass?"

Cheng Xinglin scratched his freshly washed, half-wet hair, and asked, "...Xing Shu, are you kidding me?"

He can still be a bully.

Wouldn't it be too difficult to be a school grass or something?

After all, the school bully only needs to practice martial arts well the day after tomorrow.

But school grass needs a natural face, okay? ?

"I'm not kidding." Future Jianxing said, "I said you can be one, and you can be one. Don't you believe my judgment?"

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

How can he believe this? ? ?

He's really not that handsome, is he? ?

and……

Regarding the psychological barrier of wearing a mask and glasses all the time, it is also a level that he cannot break through.

"Xingshu, otherwise, it's better to change it." Cheng Xinglin made an excuse, "By the way, I don't know how to match clothes."

"Snapped."

Cheng Xinglin heard the sound of a heavy object hitting the table from the video.

In the future, Jianxing took a thick notebook and published it. The handwriting on the notebook is strong and powerful: "outlook"

"I've already found out all the outfits that I can find that suit you."

Cheng Xinglin: "...my... hairstyle..."

"Snapped--"

Before Cheng Xinglin could finish speaking, Future Jianxing took another copy.

Future Jianxing: "There is also a hairstyle, which is also prepared for you."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

This was completely prepared, and Cheng Xinglin couldn't find any excuses.

Cheng Xinglin's brain was running fast, but before he could figure out why, the future Jian Xing spoke again.

"Student Cheng." Future Jian Xing said, "For me, give it a try, okay?"

·

What is color so that the mind fainted ah.

What is a beauty guru?

Cheng Xinglin knew now.

Simple travel in the future, that is also simple travel.

The phrase "Student Cheng" confuses time and space, and Cheng Xinglin, in a daze, boldly agrees to Jianxing's absurd plan in the future.

Just when he was paralyzed on the bed doubting his life, the future Jian Xing had already sent nine pictures - all taken from his "OUTLOOK" just now.

"See which one you like." Future Jianxing said.

"Let me see."

Cheng Xinglin didn't know anything about what to wear.

His understanding of clothing is limited and limited—clothes have two sleeves, trousers have two legs, and some have more holes.

That's it.

"I think they are almost the same. Which one do you like best?" Although more than two decades have passed, the aesthetics should not have become too outrageous.

Future Jianxing said with a smile, "I like them all."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

It's just nonsense.

Cheng Xinglin watched it for a long time, but he didn't feel which set Jian Xing would like more.

In the end, he saved all nine pictures, and sent a message that only Jian Xing could see. When Jian Xing returned, Cheng Xinglin went to the toilet.

He said he was waiting for Jian Xing's reply, but his main purpose was to go to the toilet.

Cheng Xinglin didn't think Jian Xing would come back.

It's not that they're close or distant.

But Cheng Xinglin had heard about it——Jian Xing seems to be blind, meaning that he only has an aesthetic sense of whether the mathematical proof process is simple or not, and whether it is beautiful or not.

But when he came back from the toilet, he saw a space prompt, and there was a new message.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly opened it, and saw that Jian Xing commented below: [Buying clothes? 】

Cheng Xinglin: [Hmm... I don't know which set to buy. 】

Jian Xing replied in seconds: [If I say it, I will buy the last set]

Cheng Xinglin: [Okay, thank you senior! 】

Cheng Xinglin opened Taobao/Baoshitu and found that this set of clothes is really expensive, and it costs more than 700 for a set.

"Have you chosen?" Because Cheng Xinglin hadn't spoken for a long time, Jian Xing asked him in the future.

"I've chosen." Cheng Xinglin said, "However, running script is a bit expensive. Is there a cheaper one?"

Future Jianxing didn't speak, but two seconds later, a red envelope popped out of Cheng Xinglin's chat box.

It says on the red envelope.

【Common property of husband and wife】

·

Cheng Xinglin: "...Xingshu? I can't ask for this money."

Future Jianxing: "Why can't you have it? We are a couple in the future. In theory, this is considered common property, and you can take it."

Cheng Xinglin felt something was wrong.

"Qian..." Cheng Xinglin questioned, "Can you also travel through time and space?"

"Oh, I was discovered." Future Jianxing smiled, "No."

"So the money was swiped from Jianxing's card." Jianxing was very calm in the future, and laughed, "Isn't this more reasonable?"

Where is it reasonable? ? ? ?

"I'll figure it out myself." Cheng Xinglin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Looking at Cheng Xinglin's appearance in the future, Jian Xing also laughed, "There is basically no money in it, you can open it and have a look."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Cheng Xinglin was speechless.

"It's really not much money. I'll give you such a large sum of money. With Jian Xing's carefulness, I will find out tomorrow." Jian Xing shook his head in the future, "Really, open it, this is a secret. The red envelope contains other contents."

The so-called secret red envelope is a red envelope with a sentence hidden inside.

It is a new red envelope style launched by Penguin this year.

Cheng Xinglin was still hesitating, but Jian Xing said in the future: "If you really have a lot of money after taking it apart, you can secretly return the money to him tomorrow, wouldn't it be fine?"

It seems... that's okay.

Cheng Xinglin didn't hesitate when he heard this, he opened the red envelope.

What will be in the red envelope?

Some provocative sentence?

or something else?

The red envelope interface on Cheng Xinglin's mobile phone turned twice, and finally opened, there was indeed only one penny, and it said——

"...Lijia...Happy Valley?" Cheng Xinglin read out, "It's the address in Happy Valley - running script, why give me this?"

"Part-time job." Future Jianxing said with a smile, "I know you won't ask for my money, so when you didn't answer my call just now, I moved the time forward and signed up for a part-time job for you."

He also knew that Cheng Xinglin's self-esteem was strong, and even if he was killed, he would definitely not accept the money.

So he had already found the path of "self-reliance" for him.

Cheng Xinglin looked at the smiling Future Jianxing, lowered his head and sighed, feeling his heart soften.

Is this the Jane line of the future?

Will he always be so nice to him?

"But..." Although Cheng Xinglin was very moved, he still had to refuse, "I have a part-time job on Saturday and Sunday, so I might not be able to do it..."

"I know." Future Jianxing said, "Change to another one."

Future Jianxing continued: "Your current part-time job requires you to work all day on Saturday and Sunday, and then choose two nights a week to work, two hundred and seven a week, right?"

Cheng Xinglin: "...Did I even tell you this in the future?"

"This job costs 300 yuan a day." Future Jianxing said, "Go on Saturday, and the rest of the time can be used for studying."

Future Jianxing rested his chin on one hand, and looked at Cheng Xinglin with a smile: "After all, after becoming a little male god, I want you to be a primary school god. What if you don't have time to study?"

Cheng Xinglin's grades in junior high school were actually quite good, but because of that incident, he lost his relationship with his family in high school.

Everything depends on yourself.

He worked part-time during the winter and summer vacations to save tuition fees and rent a house, and then worked part-time to pay for living expenses. These trivial tasks took him too much time.

He didn't really want such a poor grade.

However, he really didn't have the time - he only had three nights a week to study.

This time is far from enough for high school knowledge.

"...Xingshu." Cheng Xinglin felt his nose a little sore.

"You're not a kindergartener anymore, don't cry." Future Jianxing said, he seemed to think of something memorable or happy, sighed, and laughed——

"You're going to be very, very bright."

"Believe me."

·

Dazzling or something.

Cheng Xinglin didn't dare to think about it.

But the grown-up god of learning is also the god of learning.

Cheng Xinglin was somewhat embarrassed to be praised so much by Xue Shen.

He silently raised his mask a bit to cover up his embarrassment.

Seeing his actions in the future, Jian Xing's eyes dimmed—in fact, he not only helped Cheng Xinglin find this part-time job.

It is not that there are jobs that are more cost-effective and can earn more money at one time.

but……

Future Jianxing looked at Cheng Xinglin's movement of pulling the mask, but didn't say anything.

Cheng Xinglin caught his gaze keenly.

After being silent for a while, Cheng Xinglin asked Future Jianxing: "Xingshu, did Future Cheng Xinglin tell you why he wears a mask?"

Future Jian Xing stared at Cheng Xinglin, did not answer his question, but asked gently: "Then do you want to solve this matter now?"

Cheng Xinglin nodded.

Future Jianxing: "Okay, then leave it to me, I will find a way - my time is almost up."

Cheng Xinglin said obediently, "Good night, running script."

Future Jianxing: "Remember to go to the address I gave you for an interview tomorrow, sign the contract, and you will be able to start work the next day."

After Jian Xing finished his instructions in the future, he hurriedly went offline.

Cheng Xinglin also fell asleep.

The next day was Friday, so I went out with Jian Xing at noon to take notes.

A lawyer followed, and the transcript was made very quickly, and he returned within less than a meal.

When he came back, Cheng Xinglin turned away from Jianxing, found a shop to buy water, and put the penny in his pocket.

During the third class break in the afternoon, Cheng Xinglin went to You Huai's office to ask for leave.

Their school arrangement is that there are teachers in the second and third periods of self-study in the evening from Monday to Thursday, but not on Friday.

Cheng Xinglin walked into the office, took a look, and suddenly found that Han Lu's desk was empty.

——It seems that I only heard yesterday that she was going to be transferred, and she left today. My teacher You is indeed a talent.

This person just happened to bring a cup of latte art from the coffee machine he himself donated to the office. Seeing Cheng Xinglin, he waved to him.

"It's just in time, Xiao Linlin." You Huai said, "Let's see, how about the bear flower that the teacher pulled?"

Cheng Xinglin leaned over to take a look, and felt that if the thing his teacher pulled was a bear, all the bears in the world would struggle to break free from the bear.

But considering that his class teacher only helped him two days ago...

Cheng Xinglin searched his brains to find some good words to praise You Huai.

But who is You Huai, he's a fine human being, you can tell what's going on with his bitter face at a glance.

You Huai: "Forget it, you can't praise it, don't force it - try the coffee, I'm not talking about it, it tastes pretty good."

Cheng Xinglin glanced at the coffee machine not far away.

Use body language to show - whether the coffee is good or not has nothing to do with you.

But he still picked up the coffee cup, took a sip in honor of the teacher, and exclaimed in the burnt flavor outlined by the dark roasted coffee beans: "It's... good."

What a fart.

How could anyone like to drink something mushy? ? ?

"It's fine. Drink coffee today and buy a gift for your relatives. Take this." You Huai said, and handed Cheng Xinglin a piece of paper.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly put down the coffee cup and took it, only to find that it was..."Review Letter".

"After all, you still violated the regulations and asked for leave to go out of school to buy breakfast." You Huai explained, "So the death penalty can be avoided and the living penalty cannot be escaped. The flag-raising ceremony will be reviewed on Monday."

Cheng Xinglin nodded - he didn't make a demerit or warn him about this matter, You Huai must have worked hard.

"Come on." You Huai said, "Write well, try to speak amazingly, and amaze them-whatever is as graceful as a bird, graceful as a dragon, vast as if riding the wind with nothing, good words and sentences, write them all. "

"boom--"

The Chinese teacher next door couldn't bear this insult to the language, dropped the keyboard, picked up the book, and went out angrily.

"Okay, teacher, I will prepare this well." Cheng Xinglin said, "Teacher, I will study by myself tonight, and I will ask you for leave."

"Oh, going out with Jian Xing again?"

"...No, no, what, when did I date him?!"

"Isn't it last night?" You Huai squeezed his eyes, "Jane Xing, I called personally to take you on a date——little classmate, the progress is fast."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

You Huai took out a cup of beer catecha at his feet to refresh himself: "Would you like to have a cup to celebrate?"

… Drink a glass of sadness when you are broken up, drink a glass of celebration when you are together.

Being a teacher by example, is this the legendary teacher by example? ?

"I'm not with him, I'm going out by myself, I'm going to interview for a part-time job."

"..."

Hearing what Cheng Xinglin said, You Huai's playful smile just now turned serious, he said "oh", sat down at his desk, and opened the desk.

Taking out the fake note, You Huai was about to write it when he suddenly remembered something: "Don't you have a part-time job on Saturday and Sunday? When is this part-time job scheduled?"

"If you can pass the interview, you will be able to earn the money from the part-time job before if you just play this one day in the future."

"So awesome." You Huai praised insincerely, and immediately asked after finishing speaking, "Really, Xiao Linlin, scholarship, really don't think about it?"

You Huai opened the table just now and Cheng Xinglin saw it - under the note is a bursary application list.

Their class is rich second generation, so no one else needs this except him.

You Huai reserved it for him specially.

"No, this bursary is specially for students from poor families. The number of places is limited, so let's reserve it for rural students in other classes."

Their school poached many students from poor places like Youyang and Xiushan, and these people needed the money more than he did.

Cheng Xinglin smiled: "I will work hard to apply for a scholarship at the end of the semester."

"I knew you would say that." You Huai sighed, knowing that Cheng Xinglin couldn't persuade him.

He raised his hand and tore off a leave note, threw the leave note into the drawer, and closed the drawer.

After Long Feifengwu wrote the leave note, You Huai handed it to Cheng Xinglin: "Take it, pay attention to safety, and call the teacher when you get home at night."

"Thank you, teacher."

Cheng Xinglin took the leave note and was about to go out, but just as he reached the door of the office, he heard You Huai shouting "Hey" from behind, calling him.

"Eat more meat." You Huai said, "Pay attention to your body—did you hear me?"

"Understood." Cheng Xinglin said, "Thank you teacher."

After taking the leave slip, Cheng Xinglin went back to finish the fourth period of class, and then packed his schoolbag and went out.

Cheng Xinglin hurried downstairs without looking up, and kept swiping his phone - he had to transfer to a bus and a light rail in the past.

Time is running out, he has to connect seamlessly, and now he is urgently refreshing this bus.

It turns out that walking without looking at the road is very dangerous.

He walked in a hurry, he didn't even see two boys approaching in front of him, and bumped into them head-on.

Cheng Xinglin's speed was too fast, and the impact directly fell backwards.

Just when he was about to fall, a spherical object flew out "xiu" and hit Pan Yangwen on the head.

Jian Xing, who threw the basketball, didn't care about Pan Wenyang's life and death.

He pulled Cheng Xinglin with one hand and straightened him to stand up.

"Learn...Senior?" Cheng Xinglin was startled.

"Are you okay?" Jane asked.

"No, no, no." Cheng Xinglin said quickly, "Senior, you're fine, I... sorry, I didn't see the way..."

But Jian Xing didn't answer his question. He glanced at the leave note and the real-time bus information in Cheng Xinglin's hand, and asked, "Want to go out on leave? Do you want to accompany me?"

·

Do you want to accompany me? ? ? ?

Pan Yangwen just went to pick up a ball that hit him on the head and ran away, but he couldn't understand it when he came back.

hello? ? ?

What happened, did the episode skip? ?

Why is his world line still stuck in Jian Xing's saying that he is going to Tsinghua University and his elementary school brother is absolutely impossible to go there? ?

How come it has developed into "Do you want to accompany??"

Is his timeline flow rate different from Jian Xing's? ? ?

"No need." Under Pan Yangwen's shocked gaze, Cheng Xinglin shook his head, "Senior, let's go play basketball, it's not like last night."

Pan Yangwen: "..."

last night? !which kind? !matter? !

Can you make it clear? ? ?

It feels completely wrong to be associated with things at night? ? ?

Jian Xing lowered his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, then you should pay attention to safety and call me if you need anything."

"Okay!" Cheng Xinglin said, "Thank you senior."

After saying this, Cheng Xinglin continued to walk forward.

Pan Yangwen petrified in place, just about to ask Jian Xing what was going on, but saw Cheng Xinglin running back again.

Cheng Xinglin took out a penny from his pocket, put it in Jian Xing's hand, turned around and left without explaining anything.

Pan Yangwen looked at the penny, and then at Jian Xing.

"A penny... what do you mean by that?"

Jian Xing frowned, not quite understanding.

Pan Yangwen came to his senses suddenly, humming a nursery rhyme: "I found a penny by the side of the road, and handed it to the police uncle."

"My uncle took the money and nodded to me. I smiled and said to my uncle, goodbye, uncle."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the way your elementary school brother says goodbye is quite unique."

"The key is——Jane, uncle, uncle, hahahahahaha, yes, let you keep a stern face all day long, and your crush will think you are old, puff hahahaha——"

Pan Yangwen laughed so hard that he couldn't get up.

Jian Xing: "..."

Jian Xing rubbed the penny coin,

Sometimes he doesn't understand what Cheng Xinglin is thinking or doing.

But... don't play the cards according to the routine.

It was fun, and cute.

……cute.

I even think... Cheng Xinglin is cute?

Jian Xing's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't think about it any more.

Putting the coin in his pocket, Jian Xing threw the ball in front of Pan Yangwen who couldn't stop laughing.

Jane, ice cube face, considered old by her crush, Xing's head raised a sharp horn of a big iceberg devil: "Have you laughed enough, come to battle, I'll let you know what it is, it's funny."

·

When Pan Yangwen was dragged up to play basketball by Jian Xing who suddenly became angry for some reason.

Cheng Xinglin had already stepped on the bus at the last second.

It took them four to ten minutes to get to Lijia, and Cheng Xinglin was lucky all the way, so he hurried so that he was not late for the interview.

In the future, Jian Xing will find him a job selling food at a stall on Saturdays.

This work is uniformly contracted to a boss, who then distributes it.

The interview took place in a small office in the park. Cheng Xinglin pushed the door open and went in, only to see a man spraying king pesticide, with a cigarette in his mouth, puffing.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin coming in, the man didn't lift his head: "Who are you looking for?"

"Interview." Cheng Xinglin said, "It's a stall on weekends, the one with the food truck."

"Oh." The man said, "Sit down, wait for me for a while, this pesticide is finished."

Cheng Xinglin nodded, and after a while, he heard the sound of the game failing, and the boy shouting loudly.

The man threw the phone away, and finally looked up at Cheng Xinglin. He pulled Cheng Xinglin's resume, glanced at it, and then at Cheng Xinglin in real life.

Man: "...is that you in the photo?"

Cheng Xinglin's brain twitched, and his mind was full of-"The photo is of me, are you not satisfied?"

But he still nodded obediently: "Yes, it's me in the photo."

Man: "...All right, I thought I recruited a handsome guy, but it seems that PS is strong."

The man motioned for Cheng Xinglin to come over, took out two contracts, and said, "I have two ways of working here."

Cheng Xinglin: "Yes."

"The first one is the basic salary system. I'll pay you [-] a day; the second one is a commission. You get a percentage of each snack. If you don't sell out, the cost will be deducted from your salary. You choose One, sign the contract."

Cheng Xinglin was not in a hurry to choose, but asked first: "How much did you sell before, is there any reference for this?"

"Here." The man threw out his mobile phone, "Alipay running water, you can see for yourself."

Cheng Xinglin called up the data of last week and roughly calculated it. It should be more cost-effective to get the commission.

However, Cheng Xinglin still didn't directly sign the contract, and he asked again: "Then before that, can these things be sold out?"

"Of course it's sold out." The man took the phone over and opened another set of kings. "You're in charge of the weekend show again. How many people/traffic, don't you count?"

Cheng Xing went online to check the flow of people next weekend, and mentally calculated two sets of data.

Usually traffic can basically be sold out.

This weekend there will be an electronic music festival again, and the flow of people will be even greater. Signing a commission contract should guarantee a steady profit.

After Cheng Xinglin asked these two details, he decided to sign the commission contract.

Hearing his decision, the man didn't say much, and withdrew the other basic salary contract and threw it in the drawer.

Cheng Xinglin lowered his head to read the terms, read them carefully, and began to sign.

When Cheng Xing was about to sign the contract, Jian Xing's class was chattering about where to go this weekend.

They are in the competition class, and they usually run around taking exams in different places, and they don't see each other for a semester.

Only April, May and June are the off-season, when the dust of various competitions is settled, everyone can get back together.

So I will seize this time and play together everywhere.

"So you should still climb the mountain. After climbing Nanshan, you can still worship the Buddha. The heavens and the earth are beautiful, and you will be able to rank first in the provincial competition next year."

"Eldest sister...the one who worshiped after climbing Nanshan is the Supreme Lord! He is about to cry!" Pan Yangwen raised different opinions.

"I don't think it's delicious to go to the river to play mahjong? Not to mention the quintessence of Chinese culture, you can also eat barbecue!"

"I think this is good!!" Pan Yangwen also became excited, "How about simple, barbecue by the river, do you think it's okay?"

After Pan Yangwen finished speaking, everyone also looked at Jian Xing.

Jian Xing knew that this game was organized for him, he just came back, and everyone wanted to help him celebrate.

Jian Xing originally wanted to say that he could go anywhere, but just as he was about to speak, the phone on the table turned on.

An unfamiliar number sent him an advertisement about a promotional message for the Happy Valley Electronic Music Festival tomorrow.

Jian Xing glanced at the advertisement, and suddenly remembered that the final location he saw on Cheng Xinglin's phone this afternoon seemed to be this amusement park.

"Is this amusement park very famous recently?" Jian Xing picked up the phone, glanced at the push, and asked everyone.

"Happy Valley, chain brand, do you want to go here?" Lu Sihe asked.

"En." Jian Xing nodded.

"Then let's go to the amusement park!" Pan Yangwen became active again, "The amusement park is also very good, especially suitable for those who should talk about love, and those who should talk about love - who, Lu Sihe counts the number of people, Buy a ticket."

Lu Sihe took a look at Pan Yangwen and said, "Old Pan, forget about being lazy."

"I, I'll decide." A younger sister wearing glasses in the classroom turned her head and said, "My dad has a cooperation with them, so I can go in earlier."

"That's very good……"

Everyone went to the side to discuss what time to go and book tickets.

Jian Xing took the mobile phone, clicked on Cheng Xinglin's profile picture, and typed [Are you in Happy Valley tomorrow, I will go].

After thinking about it, Jian Xing deleted the line again.

"After entering Happy Valley, do I still need tickets if I go to play again?" Jian Xing asked everyone.

"No need." Pan Yangwen said.

Jian Xing nodded, put his phone on the desk, took out his calculus and prepared to do the questions.

As soon as he opened the book, he heard a strange voice from beside him: "Oh, hello."

Jian Xing raised his head.

Pan Yangwen looked serious: "I'm going to Tsinghua University. I won't like my junior. He doesn't have any chance. I gave it to Penguin just because I was curious about how he knew I liked that breakfast. I wasn't secretly happy at all."

"I didn't want to surprise my juniors. I went to Happy Valley because I didn't fit in with the amusement park.