On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

If you don't like a person, no matter how much other people like him or boast about him, you will only hate him even more.

That's how Chu Che saw Ye Jiaqing.

Ye Jiaqing changed his face so quickly, he thought Ye Jiaqing was lying to him.

Until I heard footsteps behind me, the stairs are made of steel, stepping on them, no matter how heavy they are, there will be movement.

Ye Jiaqing handed out the orange in his hand, "The one given by the counselor is just a little sour."

Song Nanqi's hand passed Chu Che's side, and took the orange.

"You haven't been here for so long, let me come and see." Song Nanqi's tone was not fluctuating, and his eyes fell on Chu Che's face lightly.

Like Ye Jiaqing?

Want to be friends with Ye Jiaqing?

Because this was not the first time such a thing had happened, Song Nanqi didn't doubt it much.

"What a coincidence?" Chu Che collected his thoughts and greeted Song Nanqi with the same expression and tone as when he was facing Ye Jiaqing.

Song Nanqi is a person who is very principled and has his own bottom line.

Even if he really dislikes Chu Che now, he rarely really dislikes a person, people are multi-faceted, and it is ignorant and arbitrary to deny the whole person because of the known side.

"En." Song Nanqi's reaction was perfunctory.

"Let's go." He was very gentle when talking to Ye Jiaqing.

The two passed by Chu Che one by one.

Ye Jiaqing was ahead and had already passed the corner. Song Nanqi was slightly behind and stopped beside Chu Che for a few seconds.

"You don't have any friends?" These few words are all smart people, it's impossible for Chu Che not to know what Song Nanqi wanted to convey to him.

Fight Ye Jiaqing with me, do you have no friends?

Chu Che: "..."

As Du Ting said, classes are added during the semester, and half of the days of the week need to be in class until evening.

And the freshman courses are not too difficult, most of them are relatively basic courses, one day of evening self-study is a psychology class, and one day is an employment class.

Du Ting sent Ye Jiaqing a message: "Can this class help me find a job?"

Ye Jiaqing replied to him: "Just ask."

As for why they sent messages on their mobile phones even though they were sitting in a row, it was actually because Song Nanqi was sitting between them.

Ye Jiaqing didn't expect Du Ting to stand up and raise his hand to ask.

"Teacher, can you help us find a job?" Du Ting was in the last row, but this did not affect his loud performance.

The teacher is holding the microphone. This is a large lecture theater. They practice many classes. There are four classes here.

After Du Ting asked this question, the classroom roared with laughter.

The teacher bent down on the podium to look at the class he led today.

"Medical school, clinical major?" The teacher smiled, "I don't want to help you, it's up to you. The employment class is mainly to help you clarify your career plans, what you want to do in the future, how to do it, and how to do it."

Although Du Ting was fooling around, the teacher still answered his question seriously.

"Please sit down, this student asked a very good question, because if you have such a misunderstanding about this class, you will be afraid, because the teacher worked very hard to find it."

"It's just right, since you have made such a start, let's talk about what kind of doctor you want to be in the future? But before that, students who are the medical majors I chose raise their hands."

More than two-thirds of the classroom raised their hands.

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi who was sitting upright beside him. He was reading a book, but at this moment he also raised his hand.

Including Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao.

Ye Jiaqing didn't know whether he should raise his hand, because he didn't have any favorite majors, and no one gave him any advice. Lin Chuqi had a favorite major, and he decided by tossing a coin.

If he had to say it, he chose it himself, right?

Just when he was about to raise his hand, Song Nanqi looked over at him, and the hand that Ye Jiaqing was about to raise stayed in the air.

Ye Jiaqing slowly raised his hand.

"Come on, the boy in the black sweater, tell me, what kind of doctor do you want to be?"

"I want to be an orthopedic surgeon. My mother said that orthopedics can make money."

"The girl in the pink sweater in the second row, please answer."

"Obstetrics and gynecology, I hope I can help more women in the future."

It was rare for a more serious answer to appear, and the teacher nodded.

Click on Du Ting.

Du Ting stood up and said, "Pediatrician, it's not easy to train pediatric medical staff now. I think I should protect those colleagues who are making troubles without thinking. Look at my biceps!" He rolled up The sleeves are about to be shown to everyone.

Ni Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to look straight and covered her eyes, while stretching out her hand, she forced him to sit down.

"Where's the classmate next to him?" The teacher was talking about Song Nanqi.

Song Nanqi put down his pen and stood up, all eyes were on him.

He thought for a while, then slowly said, "As long as it's a doctor, it's fine."

As expected of Song Nanqi, this is indeed his answer in line with his personality.

The teacher stopped when he clicked on Song Nanqi.

Her lecture was very interesting, Ye Jiaqing listened with her chin resting on her cheeks, when someone around her suddenly touched her ears lightly.

"Ye Jiaqing, will you be a doctor in the future?" Song Nanqi saw Ye Jiaqing raised his hand very hesitantly just now.

Ye Jiaqing nodded, "Yes."

"What kind of doctor do you want to be?"

"It's all right."

At first glance, Ye Jiaqing's answer sounds the same as Song Nanqi's, but in fact there is a big difference in essence.

Ye Jiaqing doesn't care, so she thinks anything is fine

"In the future, you can come to work in my hospital." Song Nanqi said in a low voice.

"?"

Ye Jiaqing looked at Song Nanqi in surprise, "Your family runs a hospital?"

Song Nanqi gave a clear "hmm".

Ye Jiaqing immediately understood, no wonder the teacher asked the question just now, Song Nanqi said that he can be any doctor, no wonder, with this condition, and Song Nanqi himself is excellent, he really wants to be any doctor.

But to go to other people's hospital, this is openly going through the back door, Ye Jiaqing doesn't think so...

Before that good word was formed in his mind, Ye Jiaqing heard Song Nanqi continue to say: "Don't worry, I won't use my relationship to give you convenience, I believe you can."

Ye Jiaqing: "..." Thank you Teacher Song for the invitation.

"Also, as you said, a game on the weekend..."

Ye Jiaqing thought for a while before he said slowly: "If you lose..."

His eyes are beautiful, and when he looks at people, he is mesmerizing.

Let Song Nanqi think that he will say something unexpected.

"Just buy me a drink!"

Just drink.

"it is good."

Soon it was Saturday, and Ye Jiaqing slept in the dormitory until noon.

When he got up, Song Nanqi was ready and ready to go at any time.

"..."

"I'll wash my face, right away."

Thinking of today's arrangement, Ye Jiaqing didn't dress up as usual, she dug out a set of sportswear from the closet and put it on, put on her schoolbag and go out.

He looked back, only to find that Song Nanqi's clothes were very similar to his own.

It's almost like a couple outfit.

They are all black, clean and clean, without any decorations, but the materials are different. Song Nanqi's suit is smooth. He likes to wear sportswear with a stand-up collar. He usually has a calm expression, which is so cool that Ye Jiaqing wants to swallow.

But Ye Jiaqing didn't like to stand up his collar, the zipper was pulled to the position below the collarbone, and the collar of the clothes inside was loose. When he bent over to put on his shoes, he could see his beautiful collarbone.

Song Nanqi clenched his fingers into his palms, resisting the urge to reach out and rub Ye Jiaqing's collarbone hard.

"Let's go." Ye Jiaqing finished packing and smiled at Song Nanqi.

Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao are still lying on the bed.

"What do you think the two of them are going out to do so formally?"

Du Ting thought for a while, "It should be going out on a date, after all, there are both of us in the dormitory, so it's inconvenient for them to do anything."

"About what?"

Although Song Nanqi and Ye Jiaqing were no longer in the dormitory, Du Ting subconsciously lowered his voice, "That's right, go to the hotel, what are you doing."

Ni Xiaoxiao thought about it, and felt that something was wrong, "Who have you ever seen go out on a date, wearing sportswear? Or wearing both?"

While they were chatting, Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi had already arrived at the subway.

With the first experience, Ye Jiaqing is very familiar with the way this time.

"I'll go to the machine to get the ticket first, but the sticker on the wall next to it says that you don't need to buy a ticket, just download the new subway app." Ye Jiaqing walked down the steps, "Forget it, download it next time, we buy tickets, I'll give it to you." you buy it."

Ye Jiaqing ran to buy tickets.

Song Nanqi stood not far away waiting for him.

During the time it took to buy tickets, there were several girls nearby who lingered on Ye Jiaqing.

Fortunately, when one of them was plucking up the courage to ask for contact information, Ye Jiaqing walked towards him after buying the ticket.

Li Linlin received the news from Ye Jiaqing in advance.

Saved a place for Ye Jiaqing in the club.

This club is very popular in Xintai. There is not much traffic on weekdays, but when it comes to rest days, it is so lively.

Ye Jiaqing has a good relationship with the boss. He didn't start learning Sanda in high school. He started learning Sanda in elementary school. He has been studying here since he was a child. As soon as Li Linlin talked to the boss, he directly reserved the biggest place for him.

"However, tell me first, who is Ye Jiaqing going to fight? He hasn't been here for a long time, and we all miss him."

Li Linlin leaned on the counter, "Keep it secret, you'll know when they come."

"A suitor again?"

"No."

"classmate."

"more or less."

So the boss stood at the entrance and waited eagerly.

The boss is in his early thirties this year, and he is also a typical rich second generation. He borrowed the name of his elder brother to open such a club in high school, but he did not expect it to be better than a serious business. Later, after he graduated from university, his elder brother handed over the club to him. Up to now, he has been running the business by himself. Anyway, the family business doesn't need too many successors.

Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi got out of the elevator.

He was talking to Song Nanqi when a man rushed out of the club to hug him.

The other party is very excited, it is the boss.

Ye Jiaqing didn't want to hide, the second before the boss met Ye Jiaqing, Song Nanqi stretched out his hand and pushed him away.

The boss knew how to order things anyway, but was almost pushed away by Song Nanqi. ?

Who is this?

The boss looked at Ye Jiaqing.

Ye Jiaqing grabbed Song Nanqi's sleeve and looked at the boss, "Who told you to run out suddenly?"

Boss: "Be reasonable, okay? How many years have we been good friends? Let's forget the years."

Ye Jiaqing pushed away the boss who was trying to yell at him, "You are still young, it is not accurate to describe our relationship with this."

The boss thought for a while, "Then use it, I am your baby brother, and you are my baby Wuwu."

elder brother?

baby?

Wuwu?

How many years have you been friends?

Almost every sentence of this man has stepped on Song Nanqi's minefield.

That night, he agreed to call him brother, but in fact, Ye Jiaqing didn't do what he promised, and Song Nanqi couldn't say a second time if he wasn't in such a specific environment and atmosphere.

But he finds it difficult and difficult, and thinks twice, and things that are treated with care are so ordinary in the eyes of others.

"Let me introduce you, Song Nanqi, my good buddy," Ye Jiaqing pursed his lips and smiled at Song Nanqi, "This is the owner of this club, just call him Brother Meng."

Song Nanqi only nodded towards Meng Gan.

Meng Gan was not familiar with strangers, so he waved his hand, "Let's go, there is room for you."

The club's front door is not big, but it is very open after entering, and you can't see the end at a glance. It should be that the whole floor has been taken down by Meng Gan.

There is a large disc display stand in the middle, which is surrounded by a fence. It can be seen that it is used for any kind of competition.

There are also gym equipment next to the bed, and the others are divided into practice rooms and study rooms of different sizes, with different names and different purposes, and different facilities.

The other rooms were all slow. Meng Qian led them to push open the door of a room, which had a large area, half of the upholstery was red and half green, and the center line was a palm-width white.

There are boxing gloves and equipment of different sizes, as well as practice clothes hanging on the wall, but basically no one wears them, and everyone brings their own.

As soon as Li Linlin came in, he sat cross-legged in front of a big mirror, looking excited, "Come on, I love watching other people fight."

Ye Jiaqing took off his shoes and socks, and he didn't need to change into the sportswear he was wearing. He and Song Nanqi stood face to face barefoot on the cushion, while Meng Gan stood outside the court with a whistle in his mouth.

The whistle blows.

Ye Jiaqing ran towards Song Nanqi directly, and when he was about to get close, he slapped Song Nanqi's shoulder with his palm, and when he was about to get close, he fisted and swung Song Nanqi's face.

He was very fast and his shots were ruthless, Song Nanqi pushed back a step.

Li Linlin looked over at Meng Gan, "Ye Jiaqing's level has not regressed?"

Ye Jiaqing turned around and kicked Song Nanqi's body while Song Nanqi was backing away.

Song Nanqi blocked it with his arm. When Ye Jiaqing retracted his leg, Song Nanqi raised his hand to hold Ye Jiaqing's calf and fell directly on the cushion. Ye Jiaqing reacted very quickly, and immediately kicked Song Nanqi's shoulder with his other foot when he fell.

Song Nanqi retreated, Ye Jiaqing got up, and bent the corner of his mouth towards Song Nanqi, "Come on."

Meng Gan was a little worried, he squatted beside Li Linlin.

"Sanda still pays attention to tactical skills, but I found that Wu Wu's friend is not Sanda, he is fighting, and his physical conditions are better than Wu Wu's."

"However, I'm not saying that boxing is better than Sanda, but the opponent doesn't pay attention to skills, and it's easy to break up Wu Wu's style of play."

Besides, Song Nanqi's patience was stronger than Ye Jiaqing's.

Physical strength too.

When Ye Jiaqing was thrown on the cushion by Song Nanqi for the third time, he showed slight impatience.

When two people with equal drumming collide, it will test some things other than strength, such as weight. Many competitions will divide weight and endurance.

Ye Jiaqing elbowed Song Nanqi's waist twice. Taking advantage of Ye Jiaqing's back to him, Song Nanqi raised his leg and kicked Ye Jiaqing's knee, pressing his shoulder hard on the cushion.

Ye Jiaqing struggled a bit, fuck, Song Nanqi is so fucking strong.

He took advantage of this time to take a few breaths, his eyes became pitiful, "Song Nanqi, it hurts so much."

"You hurt me."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Jiaqing felt that the strength of the hand on his shoulder was a little weaker.

Ye Jiaqing took the opportunity to get out of Song Nanqi's hands, and kicked Song Nanqi on the shoulder. Song Nanqi fell to the ground with a slight frown, but Ye Jiaqing didn't care what happened when he flew up and wanted to hit Song Nanqi again.

Song Nanqi rolled twice on the ground, swooped forward, hugged Ye Jiaqing's leg and pulled down hard, Ye Jiaqing fell to the ground again.

Meng Gan covered his eyes.

Li Linlin smacked his lips, "This is the first time Ye Jiaqing has been hugged and thrown."

Although the ground was covered with cushions, Ye Jiaqing was still stunned by the direct fall.

When he came back to his senses, he kicked Song Nanqi's shoulder, but his ankle was held down by his hand.

His ankles are slender, and Song Nanqi can completely suppress them with one hand.

The skin under his hands was smooth and tender. It was hard for Song Nanqi to imagine that a person who usually looked so gentle could strike so hard and so quickly.

It was Ye Jiaqing's first time playing so tired, it seemed like he still lost.

"Song Nanqi, you really hurt me this time." Ye Jiaqing's face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, a beautiful face fascinated people's eyes.

Song Nanqi was fooled again.

Ye Jiaqing got up and rushed towards Song Nanqi, put his knee on Song Nanqi's shoulder, stretched out his hand to hold Song Nanqi down, and said in a complacent tone, "Song Nanqi, are you convinced?"

Song Nanqi didn't struggle, he clasped his fingers on the cushion, took a breath, "Submit."

Ye Jiaqing knelt on her shoulders, her instep rubbed against Song Nanqi's waist, and her toe bones felt warm and cool like fine jade.

Li Linlin continued to smack his lips, "acting like a spoiled child is indeed to be subdued."

But Ye Jiaqing hadn't been complacent for too long, and was completely overturned by Song Nanqi, and she was on her back. Ye Jiaqing was strangled by his neck and pressed on the soft cushion.

The broken hair in front of Song Nanqi's forehead was already slightly wet with sweat, and he looked very unfriendly at the moment with his cold eyes.

He looked at Ye Jiaqing with serious eyes.

"No one has taught you that even a human being has to punch seven inches." Song Nanqi couldn't tell what his mood was when he spoke. The seven inches he said referred to Ye Jiaqing's throat.

Being pinched by the neck, the neck was so thin and soft, it was impossible for Ye Jiaqing to escape.

"All right, all right, I admit defeat, I lost, I'll buy you a drink." There's nothing to be ashamed of losing to Song Nanqi, Song Nanqi was already better than him, it's pretty good that he can fight for so long.

Song Nanqi's hand didn't take it away from his neck.

"Let me ask you," Song Nanqi lowered his voice, "Wuwu, who is it?"

Ye Jiaqing swallowed, and his Adam's apple slid up and down under Song Nanqi's palm, "My nickname."

"The owner of this store knows, but I don't." For some reason, Ye Jiaqing could hear a little grievance from Song Nanqi's tone.

"Then you understand now?" Ye Jiaqing was as innocent as a sheep waiting to be slaughtered, "I have known him for a long time."

"A long time, how long?" Song Nanqi asked. After he finished speaking, he couldn't help rubbing Ye Jiaqing's Adam's apple with his fingers. Ye Jiaqing's body couldn't bear such a touch, and his eyelashes trembled secretly a few times.

"I've known him since elementary school." How long... Ye Jiaqing couldn't figure it out for now.

That was indeed many years.

In Song Nanqi's life, apart from his relatives, he never had such a long friendship or anything else.

"In the future, can I call you Wuwu?" Song Nanqi asked him.

As for the tone, it sounded like Ye Jiaqing had the upper hand.

Actually, the one who was strangled was Ye Jiaqing.

"Of course." Ye Jiaqing said, there's nothing wrong with it.

Song Nanqi didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't let him go.

Ye Jiaqing glanced at the whistle on Meng Gan's neck, and his thoughts became lively again.

After a while, Ye Jiaqing gently tugged Song Nanqi's clothes corner with the hand placed by his side, "Brother, can you let Wuwu go? It's all over..."

He is so pitiful, so soft.

Song Nanqi left Ye Jiaqing's neck and was about to stand up.

At this moment, Ye Jiaqing got up quickly, threw Song Nanqi down, stretched out his hand to imitate Song Nanqi's neck, and pressed Song Nanqi's shoulder with the other hand.

Song Nanqi was caught off guard and stunned for a moment.

"Song Nanqi, the whistle hasn't even blown, the game isn't over yet."

His eyebrows are flying, his eyes are bright and his teeth are bright, he is obviously playing tricks, but he can't see any guilt.

After a long time, Song Nanqi raised his hand to hold his waist, fearing that he would fall.

At the same time, he said: "Well, I lost."