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—You want me to look at the house for you, don't you?

As soon as Yan Jiwen typed this sentence, he immediately changed his mind and decided to save Teacher Han some face, and edited again: I have no class in the afternoon.

Entering summer, the weather is getting hotter every day. Yan Jiwen took a cold shower before going out, changed into a cycling suit, and drove away from school.

The viewing location is located in the Upper West District, which is a new area opened up in Xiangshan in the past one or two years. Yan Jiwen usually travels around receiving loose orders for photography, so he is quite familiar with this area.

According to what Han Yi said in WeChat, he met Mr. Zhang at the real estate agency next to the Xinghuiting community at one o'clock in the afternoon.

The time and place were correct, but he didn't expect that he would meet Song Xin right after he stepped into the agency company's threshold.

"Why are you here?" Yan Jiwen looked at Song Xin strangely.

"Come here to do something." Song Xin poked her neck, looked behind Yan Jiwen for a while, and asked him, "Where is Teacher Han? Why didn't you come?"

Yan Jiwen blurted out subconsciously: "I have a meeting at school, so I won't be here until later."

It was only after I finished answering that I realized that I was being clichéd, grandma.

Why is he always so outspoken?

"Tsk, what kind of eyes do you have..." Yan Jiwen was a little impatient, and was forced to explain, "That guy is not free, so I can't help him if I have to come here first to delay the time."

Song Xin dragged her voice and said, "I just didn't expect that the relationship between you and Teacher Han is already so good."

"Just ordinary friends." Yan Jiwen stopped chatting with her, seized the time to get down to business, walked over to the girl at the front desk and asked, "I'm looking for Xiao Zhang."

Song Xin was the first to answer for the front desk: "Xiao Zhang just has something urgent to deal with. Let me show you the apartment for him. Come with me."

After she finished speaking, she took the key from the front desk, turned around and walked out.

Yan Jiwen stood there and thought for a while, but finally followed.

This house was owned by a friend of Song Xin's. Her friend moved overseas due to work not long ago. Considering that she didn't come back so soon, it would be a waste of resources to keep the house idle, so she specially entrusted Song Xin to help manage it.

"My friend hopes that I can rent the house to acquaintances as much as possible. If Mr. Han really likes this place, I can give him a discount." Song Xin said while leading Yan Jiwen around the house, "The environment here The house and property management are very good, the furniture, water, electricity and network are all available, and you can move in directly after a little cleaning.”

Yan Jiwen picked up his phone, took a few short videos and sent them to Han Yi.

[Yan Jiwen]: That's about it.

[Han Yi]: OK, I see, I'm on my way now, and I should arrive in about 10 minutes.

Han Yi was neither too early nor too late, he said 10 minutes, and he really showed up on time at the 10th minute.

Yan Jiwen wanted to ask him if he was counting the time with a stopwatch, but the words stopped immediately.

He noticed that behind Han Yi was an unsmiling foreign man.

Yan Jiwen didn't know that person, but he had seen the photo of him before, and learned from others that he was Han Yi's senior brother.

Han Yi took the initiative to introduce Yan Jiwen: "His name is Pedro, Lao Luo, and he is my fellow apprentice. Lao Luo recently traveled to China on vacation, so he came to visit me by the way."

There is not much difference between Pedro's real person and the photos, with black hair and chestnut eyes, and deep facial features. From the appearance, he looks like a mixed race of European and Latin American.

In the past, he and Han Yi both studied under the world's top horse trainer Ai Bohua. The two have known each other for more than ten years, and now they have each grown into their own horses.

Contrary to Han Yi, who loves to talk and laugh, Pedro gives people the impression of being very cold, exuding an aura of repelling strangers from the inside out.

But soon, Yan Jiwen discovered that that kind of cold personality was not applicable in front of Han Yi.

With more than ten years of friendship, Han Yi and Pedro's relationship is really good.

The two have been using English to communicate, and the speed of their speech is like racing on a track, and they don't know what they are talking about. They even hooked their shoulders while chatting.

Yan Jiwen suddenly felt like an outsider who didn't fit in, but when he thought about it carefully, he really didn't get to know Mr. Han for that reason.

As a result, for some reason, an inexplicable complex feeling arose in my heart.

I can't say I'm unhappy, but I can't say it doesn't matter at all. It's weird anyway.

Song Xin reached out and pulled Yan Jiwen's clothes, looked in Pedro's direction, and whispered, "He's so handsome!"

Yan Jiwen thought about it, but didn't know how to respond to her words, so he asked, "Do you know what they are talking about?"

Song Xin translated for him: "Mr. Han's senior brother said that their stable will have a competition in Dubai next month. The Saudi prince invited him to have dinner together. By the way, ask Mr. Han if he wants to go, but Mr. Han said that he recently I'm very busy, so I don't always have time to spare."

Yan Jiwen: "..."

Song Xin said: "It sounds like a bit of Versailles, but as far as I know, some of the top racecourses in the world do have a lot of business contacts with big names in various fields, and their social circles are wider than we imagined. Much more."

Han Yi had finished visiting the living room and rooms at this time, and was going out to the balcony with Pedro to see the layout.

Seeing them walking away, Song Xin said to Yan Jiwen, "That senior brother likes Teacher Han."

"You like to judge gay all day long."

Song Xin ignored Yan Jiwen's complaints, and advised him: "You have to work hard to improve yourself, and shorten the gap with Teacher Han as soon as possible."

Yan Jiwen felt baffled: "Why did it involve me again?!"

"Don't you like Teacher Han?"

"Why do you always think of people in the corner? How many times have you said that he and I are just ordinary friends."

"You say yes." Song Xin didn't insist on arguing with him, "Then you still have to improve yourself. Even if you are friends, if the difference between the two is too big, sooner or later you will not be able to get along."

Yan Jiwen frowned. Isn't it because his foreign language level is a little low, why is there such a big difference?

Song Xin swept Yan Jiwen back and forth with eyes looking at the goods: "For example, you are at best a best-selling online novel, which is good-looking but not nutritious, while Teacher Han is a book with connotation and readability. A literary work with strong sexuality, you two have different levels of thought."

Yan Jiwen was naturally dissatisfied after hearing it, and immediately rectified the name of the online novel: "What's wrong with the online novel? Well-written online novels can still earn both fame and fortune."

Song Xin disagreed: "No matter how good the writing is, can it win the Nobel Prize? There is a difference between the two, and that is an indisputable fact."

Good guy, now even books have a chain of contempt.

To put it bluntly, I just used the metaphor of online novels to ridicule him for being low-level and lacking connotation, so I was very angry.

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[Yan Jiwen: Ordinary friends (repeated emphasis)