Zero-sum game

Sitting in the co-pilot, Zhou Xingchuan glanced at Mo Qiang who was driving the car from time to time, which made Mo Qiang feel a little embarrassed, wondering if the newly bought Zhannan Eyeshadow Palette really worked so well?

She then asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Zhou Xingchuan silently grabbed the handle above the window, "When did you get your driver's license?"

"Yesterday," Mo Qiang said calmly, "Is my skill okay?"

Zhou Xingchuan didn't speak, and lowered his head again to confirm whether the seat belt was fastened.

"I watched your performance today, and it was really good." Mo Qiang said.

Looking at the street scene outside the window, Zhou Xingchuan hummed to answer.

The little fire in Mo Qiang's heart began to spark, "You didn't ask how I got in? You didn't even think about asking me for a ticket."

Except for the students of the college, all the performances of the four-faculty entrance examination require an invitation letter to enter. Only a small part of the tickets for sale are also contracted by fans of the school stars, and it is difficult to get them.

Thinking about it, Mo Qiang felt aggrieved again, "I managed to get the ticket, and I waited for you to send you back. You won't even say thank you to me?"

"Thank you," Zhou Xingchuan said, "pay attention to the road conditions."

Mo Qiang felt a little better when he heard his words of caring for her. She extinguished the fire in her heart and muttered, "I told you to buy a car a long time ago. If I don't come to pick you up, you still have to take a taxi home. How inconvenient is that?" ah."

"I don't usually need it," Zhou Xingchuan said.

"Why can't it be used? If I go on a date with my beautiful sister, why don't I take someone to sit on Didi?" Mo Qiang began to test whether Zhou Xingchuan had any romantic friends recently.

Zhou Xingchuan actually heard it this time, but he was too lazy to play Tai Chi with Mo Qiang, and said, "Don't bother you."

"I'm going to take care of it," Mo Qiang said, "I went home last weekend, and Uncle Zhou asked me about your work at school, saying that you haven't been home for a long time, and you're not far away..."

Zhou Xingchuan didn't listen carefully to what Mo Qiang was still saying.

At the red light at the intersection, a skinny boy with a small face and wearing earphones walked past the car on the sidewalk.

Somehow it reminded him of Shen Yan.

Speaking of which, the Shen Yan he saw seemed to be a loner all the time, rarely seeing his friends.

I don't know if he has returned to the dormitory now.Zhou Xingchuan thought.

Shen Yan conveniently deleted the scary picture email, and looked at the app, it showed that his car was still 1.2 kilometers away.

Recently, this kind of prank-like thing happens almost every day several times.

Shen Yan's mobile phone number, social account number, and email address were not spared. Someone would send him such things as private messages. If he blocked an account, new ones would be sent to him, and even harassing calls to him in the middle of the night , The kind that hangs up quickly after being connected.

It is too easy to find out the personal information of his classmates in school, and he has no way of judging who is doing these things.

This kind of little prank is not to say that it has brought much trouble to his life, but it has reduced his social desire to a greater extent, and he doesn't even want to turn on his mobile phone.

At this time, his cell phone vibrated again, and he opened it impatiently. This time, it was no longer a horror picture.

Xiang, Boss Chen: Is Xiaoyan busy?Are you going to rehearse tomorrow?

Xiang, Boss Chen: There are a few old customers coming tomorrow. After thinking about it, you are the most suitable one. Are you free to come?

Shen Yan's hand hesitated for a few times on the keyboard for replying. Just then his car came, so he opened the door and got in the car.

After he sat down, he took out his phone, only to find that the edited word "free" had been sent by him accidentally pressing the send button.

Forget it, anyway, I have to stay in school for the next few days to wait for the results of the college entrance examination.Shen Yan thought.

The next afternoon, Shen Yan jumped off the bus and turned into a secluded part of the street.

This alley is a dead end, and at the end of it is a teahouse with a wooden signboard with the word "ring" written on it.

It was not yet business hours, so the door was very quiet.

A young girl in a dark patterned cheongsam was standing at the door smoking a cigarette, a woman's cigarette lightly sandwiched between her index and middle fingers, as if she would burn her long curly hair down her chest if she was not careful.

Seeing that it was Shen Yan who came, she seemed a little surprised. After standing up straight, she could see that she had a very graceful figure, "Mr. Shen? I haven't seen you for a long time."

This is the rule of the teahouse, whether it is a tea artist or other performers, they must call each other "Teacher".

Although the other party called him that, Shen Yan was only familiar with her, and didn't know what her name was, so he nodded politely and said, "I've been a little busy recently."

After speaking, he went in first.

The rest room prepared by the teahouse for the "teachers" was well-equipped. According to the usual practice, Shen Yan went to take a shower first, and then came out and changed into some ancient clothes.The dark pattern on it is the same as the cheongsam worn by the girl just now, it is the overalls of "Xiang".

After confirming that he is coming today, Boss Chen has prepared paper, ink, brush and inkstone on his usual seat, which is specially for him to practice.

Then people came in and out one after another, some played the pipa and some sang, but they didn't talk much to each other, each was busy with his own business.

Someone specially arranged for the teachers to go to different private rooms, and it was already a bit late when Shen Yan was called.

He was led to a room named "Yinmei". When he walked to the door, he happened to meet a girl with long curly hair coming out of it. It was the one who greeted him at the door just now.

At this time, she didn't pay attention to Shen Yan, but rushed away holding the erhu in her hand, with a bit of sullen expression between her brows, Shen Yan noticed that there seemed to be a large dark mark on the clothes on her chest.

When he went inside and saw someone cleaning up the water stains on the ground, he realized that the girl's body was probably tea.

There were a few middle-aged men in suits sitting at the guest seats, and Boss Chen was sitting on the sidelines as a companion to make tea himself. When he saw Shen Yan coming in, he said with a smile: "This is Mr. Shen, our calligraphy writer. Only our distinguished guests can see it." Got it."

She is a bit older, but her face is well-maintained without any wrinkles, and her long straight black hair is also a trick to look young. When she talks, the pendants on her ears, which are studded with diamonds and gold with emerald backgrounds, move with her movements. Quite charming.

"This is Hu City... Mr. Hu, you are here to give us the treatment," someone responded loudly, "I have been here so many times, but this is the first time I see Teacher Shen!"

Shen Yan didn't talk to him either, just sat down according to his own procedure, washed his hands and ink, and then wrote the words and sentences that Boss Chen had prepared for him on the paper.

It's nothing special, it's mostly some blessings, it seems that today's protagonist, Hu Zong, is going to be promoted.

After writing a few sheets and showing them one by one, everyone praised him and said "he is comparable to Wang Xizhi".

Someone said again: "If you want to talk about ancient literature, I still like the four great classics."

The man stood up suddenly, walked over and asked the girl who had been sitting on the side playing the pipa, "Which of the four great classics do you like best?"

The pipa girl didn't expect to be asked to answer by herself, so she asked Boss Chen for instructions with her eyes, and after getting permission, she said, "I like "Dream of Red Mansions" the most."

"I knew it!" The man laughed loudly, "Women, I just like these mother-in-law and mother-in-law love affairs, I think "Three Kingdoms" is good, Taoyuan three knots! Brotherhood of brotherhood and brotherhood..."

Another person said: "However, "Dream of Red Mansions" also has good writing, for example, the chapter 'Jia Baoyu's first test of cloud and rain'."

As soon as the words fell, everyone burst into laughter again.

Shen Yan frowned slightly, his hands were heavy, and he almost wrote a word badly, but he didn't plan to rewrite another one - anyway, this group of people probably wouldn't be able to see it.

He stayed inside for a while, and wrote some auspicious words to these guests before coming out.

When I went back to the lounge, I saw the girl with long curly hair at the door. She had already changed her clothes and was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. The pattern on the T-shirt was a cat holding a wine bottle. She didn't smoke any more this time.

"Are you okay?" Shen Yan paused and asked aloud.

"The work is easy and the money comes quickly, so there is nothing wrong." The girl stretched out her hand and handed Shen Yan something, "Eat?"

Shen Yan reached out to take it, only to find that it was a cotton candy.

"Delicious, mango flavor." The girl said.

Mo Qiang parked the car on the side of the road and muttered to herself, "What a lousy place, it's so hard to find."

Then she sent a WeChat message to her dad to bombard her, asking when she would come out.

She had known this teahouse called "Xiang" for a long time, and his father often came here for entertainment.Now some high-level people like to come to private clubs and private teahouses in small alleys. The risk of showing their face outside is high, and they also lose their status. This kind of elegant "high-end game" is just right for them.

She pretended to be very tasteful and rich, but in fact, she didn't like to see beautiful women playing the piano wearing cheongsams and showing their thighs.

After waiting for a long time but her father did not come out, Mo Qiang became impatient and sat in the car boredly browsing Zhou Xingchuan's circle of friends.

The most recent one was two weeks ago, and it was a photo of the rehearsal room.He didn't take pictures of anyone specifically, one of them was taken in the mirror, and Shen Yan was reflected in it.

Because it was a rehearsal, he was wearing a wig and a skirt, only showing a side face, with no expression on his face, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly.If Mo Qiang hadn't met Shen Yan and watched their performance, she must have thought it was a girl.

From this angle... Shen Yan should have been looking in Zhou Xingchuan's direction, Mo Qiang thought.

At this time, someone happened to come out from the door of the teahouse, Mo Qiang looked up and took a closer look - isn't that Shen Yan? !

Shen Yan didn't notice her in the car, and went straight out of the alley and around the corner.

This is really... Mo Qiang suddenly thought of something, and then felt that she was thinking too much, hesitated for two seconds, and turned on the phone to make a call.

"Hello? It's me, check someone else for me."