Perfect Two

The awards have been selected, and the follow-up will naturally be the awards ceremony.When Cheng Xirong arrived, Su Minglin was squatting in front of the administrative building, using his hand as an umbrella to cover his head.But it was useless, his face was indeed a bit too big, and his hands couldn't cover it.

When he saw Cheng Xirong, he stood up and patted his buttocks, and said with emotion: "What delicious food does Senior Brother make for you every day? You have flesh on your face so quickly."

Cheng Xirong pinched his cheek with his backhand, it seemed that he had gained a little weight.He put down his hands in satisfaction, and urged Su Minglin: "Speak seriously."

Su Minglin turned his head and pouted, signaling to the administration building: "It's arguing. No one can get in right now."

Cheng Xirong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who is arguing with whom?"

"School and Morning Star."

Cheng Xirong probably understood what the quarrel was about.The two are fundamentally different, and the starting point is naturally very different.If we work together, we must have different opinions.There was no room for Xingchen before, the school organized a rookie competition, and Xingchen could just be in charge of publicity.At this moment, the result is out, can Zhou Sheng still sit still?Of course not, this is the time for him to share the fruits.

Further down, it is the question of the future of the students. Regarding whether these contestants should continue their studies, or enter the company early to start their careers, the school and Chenxing will have different expectations.But the only conflict that can arise right now is the award ceremony.

Cheng Xirong asked: "Does Xingchen want to do a party?"

With an expression of "I saw a ghost", Su Minglin shook his head and sighed, "Is there anything else you can't guess?"

"It's also easy to guess. Just remember Xingchen's purpose and original intention for participating in any activity."

"What?" Su Minglin asked stupidly, and then woke up immediately, "Oh, it's commercial!"

"No, it's money. The purpose of all his actions is money, which is the essence. So you can think, whether it's pulling resources or grabbing notices, these methods are not for the sake of popularizing his people, but for promoting Make money from those people after red-hot people."

Su Minglin: "...it's a bit confusing...I'll go back and take my time. What about now? When they finish their quarrel?"

Cheng Xirong thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing he could do now. If he stayed here as a student, he could only wait.Besides, I am still a contestant, let alone participate in those things.Be an innocent little white rabbit watching, and let them make trouble whatever they want.

There were other people waiting around, so Fu Zhou glanced at the administration building and checked the time on his phone: "Find a place to cool off."

Cheng Xirong nodded: "There will be no results at this time."

Su Minglin rode a bicycle, and half-jokingly asked Cheng Xirong if he wanted to take the shuttle bus or change.Fu Zhou stood beside him with a serious face and didn't respond.Cheng Xirong's heart skipped a beat, and he said casually, "Go and take the ferry, and let us ride the bicycles."

Su Minglin had a face of "Sure enough", and ran away with a wicked smile.

Cheng Xirong shook the key: "Let's go?"

Fu Zhou still didn't respond. He walked all the way to Su Minglin's car, and Cheng Xirong threw the key to him.After Fu Zhou caught it, there was still no movement.

Cheng Xirong: "Are you going to let me ride?"

Fu Zhou sighed helplessly, squatted down and opened the lock: "You save yourself. Then why don't you take the ferry?"

Cheng Xirong looked at the top of Fu Zhou's head, still wearing a hat with a pointed point protruding from it.He stretched out his hand and pressed it, and Fu Zhou stopped, keeping his head buried in the previous posture: "What are you doing?"

"You are stupid! There are very few shuttle buses at this moment, and there are many people, so you have to wait for a long time."

After speaking, he let go of his hand.

Fu Zhou stood up and threw the car lock into the basket in front of him: "You have many reasons."

"Am I right?"

Fu Zhou pushed up the car: "Yes, everything is right. Come up."

Under the sun, Cheng Xirong carefully recalled the last time he rode a bicycle.The most recent time was last year, when participating in a variety show, the director added a bicycle race.The next time, three or four years ago, I was filming a youth drama and riding a tandem bicycle with my partner.

In addition, it seems that when I was in middle school, I rode my bicycle to and from school every day, and when I encountered a slope on the road, I let go and rushed down.

I am really lucky in my life that I didn't lose my tooth.

After sitting for a while, Cheng Xirong regretted it: "How can Su Minglin catch up with a girl with such a bicycle?"

Fu Zhou held the direction firmly, tilted his head slightly: "What?"

"It looks really good. It's like making a movie. It's romantic! Whoever rides in it will know, this car sucks!"

Fu Zhou couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "You picked that too."

Cheng Xirong broke up with Fu Zhou: "We must make good money. Really, let me tell you, so the real enjoyment comes from money. A four-wheeled car is definitely more comfortable than this bicycle. ,Am I right?"

"It's good that you realized it earlier."

After Su Minglin finally took the ferry to the living area, he saw his senior brother squatting in the corner with his whole body wet, and Cheng Xirong was good at fanning him.Thinking about it, it is still hot now, and the temperature at noon releases autumn tigers, making people uncomfortable.It's hard for his senior brother to carry another person.

The three entered the drink shop, Fu Zhou poured a glass of ice water first, and didn't want to say a word.Cheng Xirong was still at the side and asked, "Are you that tired?"

Fu Zhou raised his eyes and looked at him: "Next time, try to drive me."

Cheng Xirong: "Are you embarrassed to say that? How much do I weigh, and how much do you weigh? What's your physique, and what's my physique?"

Fu Zhou: "..."

Su Minglin laughed: "Senior brother has one sentence, and the little boss has a hundred sentences. It's really interesting to see you two bickering."

Then Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou fell silent, drinking their own drinks and watching the scenery silently.

Su Minglin: "...OK, you two just point at each other and bully me."

I had another meal in the cafeteria at noon.Su Minglin said that the chef at the window on the east side of the first floor has changed, and the casserole made is very delicious, and he must invite Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou to try it.Cheng Xirong glanced at a pair of big eyes, almost showing the whites of his eyes: "Is the casserole cheap?"

Su Minglin almost jumped up: "A serving of ribs is 25 yuan! You actually said it was cheap!?"

Cheng Xirong looked at Su Minglin sympathetically: "25 makes you feel so distressed? Your award is for nothing."

Su Minglin thought, isn't it, he will have a huge bonus soon.So Su Minglin waved his hand: "What else do you want to eat? Order! Are the ribs enough? Another chicken nugget?"

Cheng Xirong couldn't bear to look directly at him, turned around and said to Fu Zhou, "This is the only way you can do this as a junior."

After eating enough, I sat in the entrepreneurial coffee shop for half an afternoon.Cheng Xirong slept curled up on the sofa, Fu Zhou revised the manuscript opposite, and Su Minglin was doing homework next to him.After waiting until four o'clock, Su Minglin came to receive the call.

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