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In the dream, Ji Yanli was still a first-grade kid. He scored [-]% in mathematics in his first midterm exam, and he was fifth from the bottom in the class. I just want to kneel down.

"I failed the exam, I hate mathematics," Xiao Ji Yanli said sadly, "I can't learn it anymore, I'm an idiot, a big idiot."

Three-year-old Ji Yihe was sitting at the table eating mangoes, his face turned yellow, he shook his legs and laughed loudly: "Brother is a big idiot!"

"Hey, Yihe, what are you talking about?" Ji Zhishu put down the book, walked out of the study, and was surprised to see Ji Yanli looking like he was about to cry but stopped.

"What's the matter?" Ji Zhishu knelt down and rubbed his head, "Why are you unhappy? What? You can't learn math, it's normal, I can't learn it either, I inherited it from you."

Ji Yihe stopped eating, and raised his head in horror: "Then I won't learn it in the future? Will I become a big fool like my brother?"

"I'm so useless," Ji Yanli lowered his head and clutched the paper, "I've studied, I think I worked hard, maybe I didn't work hard, but I just don't understand."

Ji Zhishu picked up the paper and exaggerated: "It's so difficult!"

"Is it difficult?" Ji Yanli looked at him.

"It's hard!" Ji Zhishu picked him up, "Let me tell you, when I was in the first grade, I didn't take the test so difficult. I just took the test of writing numbers silently, from 1 to 10, and in the end I only got 78." points, because I wrote 87 silently as [-]... Are you much smarter than me?"

It was only later that Ji Yanli found out that his father was a dignified professor at the School of Mathematics of Zhejiang University.

His father has been a math prodigy since he was a child, and the math genius who won the International Olympic Gold Medal and defeated the group of blond and blue-eyed little foreigners in Germany is now condescending to make up nonsense, saying that he can't count, and he is not ashamed.

"It's okay, it's not uncomfortable." Ji Zhishu touched his head with his big hand, his voice was low and deep, "We can learn everything about etiquette."

Ji Yanli leaned on his father's shoulder, feeling very warm, strong, and nostalgic. The heart of the first-grade child was full of sourness and discomfort that did not belong to him, and it was about to overflow.

He stared at the math paper in his hand, and it gradually turned into an advanced math book.

His eyelashes moved slightly, as if darkness had enveloped his eyes.

Ji Yanli opened his eyes.

There was no one in the empty studio, and as night fell, there were trees swaying outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, wooden sticks and high stools erected for rehearsal in front of the classroom remained intact, and countless photo frames hung quietly On the wall, the teaching building in the distance is lit from top to bottom, and the evening self-study has already started.

It wasn't empty.

Because he was leaning on Xi Ye's shoulder.

Ji Yanli jumped up suddenly, and the eagle feather cloak he was wearing fell to the ground, Xi Ye looked at him with raised eyebrows, and sighed pretendingly: "Senior, I wanted to leave a long time ago, but you took the initiative to lean on me, and I I really can't go away."

"Ah..." Ji Yanli only had time to make this single sound.

"My arms are sore, my stomach is hungry, everyone else has left, but you are still awake, and I even missed the evening self-study." Xi Ye seemed to have been wronged a lot, "Hey, how could this happen? Woolen cloth?"

"I'm sorry!" Ji Yanli was extremely ashamed, his face was completely burned red in the darkness, he cursed in his heart why he did such a thing to Xi Ye, and why he took the initiative to lean on someone!It also hurt others not to go to evening self-study!Is he a pig?Why so sleepy!

"You will be deducted for late self-study classes... five points will be deducted..." Ji Yanli was heartbroken, rubbed his eyes, and suddenly found that his glasses were missing, "It's all my fault."

At this time, Xi Ye, whose moral education score was as high as "-340", showed the same degree of heartache, showing the heartache that may not be felt even if he loses 50: "A full five points... Tsk, I don't know how to deduct so much .”

Xi Ye slowly took out the folded glasses from his pocket and handed them to him.

"Thank you, thank you." Ji Yanli took it with both hands, and hurriedly put it on, Xi Ye's face suddenly became clear, he put his elbows on the armrest of the chair, and leaned on the back of the chair to look at him with a half-smile.

Ji Yanli picked up the cloak from the ground, hung it on the shelf, and looked at his watch, it was already past nine o'clock: "Ah, it's almost time, I really have to go to the milk tea shop..."

"Milk tea shop?"

"No, it's nothing," Ji Yanli hurriedly covered up, "I'm leaving, you, I'm sorry, I'll apologize to you next time, I'll find a way to add back your points, I will notify you to participate in any extra points activities ..." He said as he walked around among the crooked chairs with his bag towards the door.

"Do you want to open a milk tea shop?" Xi Ye asked again.

"No, no, no," Ji Yanli was still dizzy from sleep, and hastily denied that the milk tea shop smelled heavy and greasy, as if sugar stuck in his throat after smelling it too much, and he didn't even want to eat it, and it was disgusting, and there was too much milk or ice The sand was very heavy, and every time he finished work, his hands shook so much that he couldn't even write.

"No milk tea shop."

"What do you want?"

With half of his feet outside the door, Ji Yanli rushed into the dark corridor, and in a hurry, he didn't care why Xi Ye suddenly asked some strange questions, and casually said the first answer that came to mind.

"Bookstore, there is a golden house in the book, don't forget to close the door when you leave the classroom, I'll go first."

"Senior!" Xi Ye suddenly shouted in the classroom.

After a second of silence, Ji Yanli's head reappeared from the door: "Well, what's wrong?"

Xi Ye sat alone in the middle of the empty classroom, with the scattered easels behind him stumbling around, like weedy bushes in a dilapidated wasteland.

He looked like a black sculpture in the moonlight, only a faint silver light reflected in his eyes.

He said slowly, with an inexplicably lonely expression: "Did something happen recently? Can you tell me."

"It's okay," Ji Yanli smiled at him, and ran into the corridor again, and the echoing voice came from afar, "I'm really okay, remember to close the door..."

When Ji Yanli rushed all the way to the milk tea shop that night, there was a "Closed Business" sign on the door of the milk tea shop, and the lights inside were half dark, and three employees were cleaning the utensils, ready to close their work.

Ji Yanli pushed open the door and made an electronic sound of ding ding dong dong. Several old employees who helped him on duty that night turned around and looked at him with complicated emotions. To be honest, will I be fired? For the sake of stepping on the spot...can it be considered that I am late and not absent from work?"

Then a miracle happened.

Not only was he not fired, but he also got a sudden salary increase next Monday!

Of course, it was bought by selling his dignity.

...not that kind of dignity.

When the store manager came to inspect, he was holding his stomach, happy like a Winnie the Pooh with honey, his eyes were wrinkled. Under the inward competition of the big milk tea chains, Xueba Milk Tea stood out , became the light of the "three most" backstreet milk tea with the longest queue, the hottest business and the highest sales volume!

And it all depends on his shrewd vision to select good employees. This good employee refers to a certain Ji Yanli who was dragged by a group of school girls to take pictures with a dog on his tail.

At that time, Ji Yanli was only thinking about deleting the fat man, and forgot to ask them to keep their part-time jobs a secret. As a result, the three of them, relying on the original "person-to-person" method within a week, made Ji Yanli's part-time jobs like The wind with long feet blows all over the Hanlin.

Ji Yanli's "xueba" headband and dog tail can no longer be hidden, and the entire front page of the post bar is filled with hundreds of stories of pictures and stickers.

Senior Ji's official support club: [Xueba milk tea!Check in on the fifth day!Today's group photo is pasted on the second floor, just in case I get lost, I cut myself off, everyone just appreciates the seniors. 】

Baking expert: [The senior seems to be smiling forcedly. 】

Xianyu does not turn over: [I saw tears in the senior's eyes... Well done!I will go today too! 】

The people who eat melons: [Awesome, at a glance, they are all Hanlin school uniforms, have you captured someone else's milk tea shop?I seem to have seen the magnificent and magnificent scene of the Normandy landing. 】

Call me Your Lady Queen: [Damn, I haven't had a drink after queuing for half an hour... Can you take a few less pictures of the one in front?Can you set a rule, for example, you can only take a group photo when you buy a cup?Endless yet?Be conscious, okay?I am talking about you!The one in the red dress! 】

Meow Meow: [I'm the one in the red dress, and I know who's upstairs!I took three pictures, how about you?I saw you holding your senior in the store and not letting go, you have no quality!I condemn you on behalf of the senior! 】

Ji Yanli raised his salary by 1000 yuan, which was a windfall for him as a part-time player. It not only solved the problem of Aunt Zhang’s price increase, but also allowed him to pay an extra 500 yuan in debt every month, although his family’s assets were still negative... …but at least the negative growth is not so fast.

But Ji Yanli was still very worried. One day when he was writing a question, he suddenly put down his pen and couldn't help but say to the fat man, "Shen Beast, I don't think the milk tea in our store tastes good."

The fat man turned his eyes to look at him: "... I think it's delicious, and I'm hungry, I can swallow a cow, don't you mention milk tea, believe it or not, I will tell you."

"I mean, I feel like I'm cheating." Ji Yanli said softly, "Students come to buy milk tea from this store because of me, but for the same money they can buy those from big stores... I can't hide it Conscience makes money."

Fatty: "Axi... stay away from me, the Buddha light on your body is a bit dazzling."

Ji Yanli: "..."

The fat man sighed, and put his arms around Ji Yanli's shoulders: "Think about it, a cup of milk tea costs more than a dozen yuan, and the raw materials are only a few yuan. Buying it is a joy! They are happy enough to take pictures with you, and milk tea is a piece of cake." Timotou, understand? As long as they feel that they have made a profit, you also feel that they have made a profit, and the store manager also feels that they have made a profit. This is a win-win situation for all three parties! The world has become a better place because of you, so don't leave it here to hurt the spring and autumn."

Ji Yanli thought about it carefully, and finally smiled: "You are such a great philosopher, then I will take more pictures with them...if they want to."

The fat man withdrew his arm, let out a sigh, and muttered: "The great philosopher...what about Socrates, fat man, I am a good person who does good deeds without leaving a name."

Except for the first time that class leader Shang Jia was absent from the rehearsal due to family matters, she unexpectedly arrived on time every time after that, and even Wen Yu couldn't find anything wrong.

It would be better to say that his prickly temperament is simply the true color of an illegal falconer.

He sat cross-legged in front of the lying tortoise fat man waving his limbs bound with red silk and satin, holding up a whip and squinting at Ji Yanli, who squatted pitifully on the stick, and the drama conflict exploded.

All are satisfied.

Except Xi Ye.

For the countless times Shang Jia knocked on the wooden stick hard to keep the sleepy "Goshawk" from falling asleep, for the countless times he shook the roast lamb made of plastic foam in front of the "Goshawk", for the countless times he acted violently and arrogantly Laughing wildly, he waved the whip to Ji Yanli's face for the countless times, and when Ji Yanli was ready to scream for the countless times...

But the whip didn't go up.

At some point, Xi Ye stood tall in the middle of the crew, leaned over, pinched the tail of Pofeng's whip with two fingers in the air, and stared at Shang Jia coldly while everyone was staring dumbfounded:

"I suspect you hit him."

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Shang Jia: I'm so wronged.