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Since you have already added friends, there is no need to delete them. Anyway, this app is not used very much by itself.

In the end, Yan Jiwen chose not to read back, thinking that if he ignored the other party, the other party would soon find himself boring and stop sending messages.

He put the phone back into his pocket, and when he returned to the hotel, Yan Guohua and Jiang Wei happened to come out of it.

Seeing that he was going back and forth quite quickly, Jiang Wei asked his son, "Xiao Ji, are you done so quickly?"

It's just a gift to someone, why the fuck is it like a quick fix on the bed.

"He lives near here, and it won't take long to drive."

Yan Guohua clicked his tongue, looking a little displeased: "Why did you just send him home?"

Yan Jiwen felt that the old man was making trouble out of no reason: "Didn't you ask me to do this?!"

Yan Guohua couldn't help it now, and began to preach to him: "Is this the main purpose? I hope you can build a good relationship with him and enhance your relationship, such as taking him to the KTV outside to sing , Going to the night market to watch a movie or something, what’s wrong with doing it? You can’t even comprehend the meaning of this, and you will waste a great opportunity right in front of you.”

Yan Jiwen was not angry when he gave him such a reprimand, but he was too lazy to refute. He ran over with the car keys, turned around, got on his heavy motorcycle and left.

The University City is to the east, but Yan Jiwen is heading in the opposite direction.

Yan Guohua called him several times afterwards, but Yan Jiwen ignored them all. He knew that if he answered, it would definitely be a tit-for-tat situation again.

The difference between children's choices for the future and parents' expectations is a problem in many families, and Yan Jiwen is no exception.

He is not interested in inheriting the family business, whether it is a ranch or a business, those are not things he wants to do.

Someone likes to draw, someone loves adventure, and he has a soft spot for photography.

Young people are always passionate, worried that if their dreams are not pursued in time, their enthusiasm will die under the pressure of reality sooner or later.

That's why he decided to take the money that Yan Guohua sent him for studying abroad and use it to open a studio with others.

As a result, the berth was found, the contract was signed, and when the rent was finally ready to be paid, the partner changed his mind.

One suddenly changed his mind and said he didn't want to do it, and the other was forced to quit because of the family's financial situation.

Yan Jiwen didn't like to do things that were difficult for others, so he quickly returned the partnership funds to those two people without saying a word, and paid the rent for two years in one lump sum out of his own pocket.

The car stopped in front of a shop in the urban area. When he came to see this shop, Yan Jiwen made a long-term plan in his heart, and directly offered two floors of bunks to the owner.

However, now that the partner has withdrawn the capital again, Yan Jiwen has to face the problem of renovation alone.

The rent in the prime location was outrageously expensive, and photographic equipment was a bottomless pit of burning money, and he had very little left in his pocket.

Before the dream started, it was hit hard, which really verified the saying that everything is difficult at the beginning.

There are some second-hand furniture scattered in the studio, because there is no money to decorate, this place still has simple concrete walls.

But it doesn't matter much, Yan Jiwen pulled out the chair, sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, and continued to look at the pile of unfinished product photos in the folder.

The e-commerce company sent a message to ask him if he could produce the picture tomorrow. The remaining workload is not too much, and it will be out after a little rush tonight. Yan Jiwen replied "OK" succinctly, and continued to work. live.

In fact, he doesn't really want to accept the shooting list of this kind of fake product, but before talking about his dream, he has to make a living first.

In the dead of night, there was an extremely noisy roar of engines from the street outside the studio.

The arrogant sound came from far to near, and a blue Suzuki Grand R came to the door of the store and stopped beside Yan Jiwen's Yamaha.

Yuan Li walked in with a big bag of supper packed from a food stall, and sat down on the sofa in a familiar way: "I guessed that you would be here, come to eat skewers, brother, I specially reserved your portion Son!"

Yan Jiwen put down what he was doing, picked up the things on the coffee table and ate on his own, without being polite to him at all.

Yuan Li is a chatterbox, he can't even finish talking about eating, and after complaining about the poor service attitude of the waiter at the food stall, he now turns his finger on Yan Jiwen's studio.

"Two months have passed, and I said why your place is still dilapidated. It's time to do some renovations."

This was said lightly, Yan Jiwen snorted coldly: "You think I don't want to? Funds are limited, so I can only make do with it."

"If you ask me, you shouldn't have partnered with those two unreliable guys at the beginning. Now that it's all right, they just pat their ass and leave without saying a word." Yuan Li shook his head and sighed, and then began to give My friend came up with an idea, "It's a waste of resources to rent out your shop and keep it idle. Why don't you rent out one of the floors? Recently, the car club has been looking for a permanent place to save you from having to go out every time you have a party or an event. Borrowing a venue is quite troublesome, I think this place is not too big or too small, just right."

Yan Jiwen flatly refused: "No, it's too noisy for them to rent me."

He will find another way to sublet the matter, and Yuan Li stopped persuading him, and instead said: "By the way, A Ji, I will borrow your computer for a while, and I want to print something."

Yan Jiwen's computer was always on, and several folders were piled up on the desktop, all of which were physical photos of some e-commerce products. Each folder was distinguished by the name of the customer.

One of the folders is the default name of the system, and there is only one video and a blurry screenshot of the video in it.

Yuan Li took a second look curiously: "What the hell?! It's been so many years, I didn't expect you to still keep this."

This matter is not a secret between the two brothers, Yan Jiwen let Yuan Li click on the video in the folder.

In the picture, a girl with long hair reaching her waist is wearing a white suspender dress, holding a pair of high-heeled shoes in one hand, strolling and playing in the water in the fountain square with bare feet.

The blue sky and white clouds, the gentle breeze, the summer afternoon sun shone on her body, the snow-white skirt was set against the dazzling light, forming a perfect match with the long black hair fluttering in the wind.

The girl raised her head inadvertently, and suddenly found that someone was taking pictures of herself, and she bent her eyes and smiled slightly in the direction of the camera.

The first time Yuan Li watched this video was in the sixth grade of elementary school. It was an era when post bars were popular. Suddenly, one day, this video was frantically reposted by post bars on various campuses.

No one knew the source of the video, and no one knew who the girl with long hair and white dress was. Anyway, everyone thought she was very good-looking, and that was enough.

At that time, many people used her video screenshots as QQ profile pictures and post bar signatures.

Yan Jiwen didn't do this, but he tasted the feeling of being attracted to someone for the first time.

Yuan Li whistled and teased deliberately: "Did you find your Bai Yueguang?"

Yan Jiwen walked over to turn off the video, and after a few seconds, he said slowly, "If I could find it, I would have set off firecrackers to celebrate."

It is not easy to find a person in the vast crowd, not to mention not even knowing the name of the other person.

Some people may be destined to be hidden in the bottom of their hearts forever.

At the suggestion of Han Qianjing, Han Yi deliberately downloaded several domestically popular apps from the software store. In his words, this was to improve his Chinese communication skills.

For example, the social APP that I downloaded before, I heard that many young people like to play it now.

Han Yi used it for a few days and had a very good experience. It is a good way to practice Chinese by chatting with the people inside when he has nothing to do.

He has always used a real person photo as his profile picture. In the first few days after he registered his account, many people took the initiative to add him as friends every day, and kept chatting with him.

However, in the past two days, the number of people chatting with him has dropped sharply, and he also found that the number of friends on the list has dropped from dozens to single digits.

Han Yi was very puzzled by this, and when he saw Han Qianjing coming back from the outside, he caught him and began to complain: "Little brother, netizens nowadays are too fond of the new and dislike the old, even chatting on the Internet only lasts for 3 minutes."

The bluetooth speaker in the living room was playing "Love Trading" in a loop. Han Qianjing had been listening to it for three days in a row, and his brain hurt to death from the demonic singing. He walked over and turned off the speaker directly.

Han Yi glanced at the turned off stereo, and then said: "The social app you introduced to me before is very useful, but not only has no one chatted with me recently, but my original friends have also deleted me. What do you think is going on here? Could it be a bug?"

Han Qianjing glanced at Han Yi's chat interface, thinking that it's not because you changed your name to the extreme.

When people look at this name, they think that the opposite is a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, okay? Even if the profile picture is his own, he will be deceived by the stamped photo.

Han Qianjing told him helplessly: "No young man will give himself an online name of 'Love Trading', not even someone in his thirties."

Han Yi didn't understand: "Why?"

"Because it's very dirty." Han Qianjing said the truth, and it was the kind of dirt that fell off.

Han Yi still didn't understand: "Why did it get dirty? Where did it get dirty? This song is very nice. I fell in love with it the first time I heard it, and the name of the song is very appropriate and incisive."

This... how to explain to him the fashion aesthetics of contemporary young people?

After Han Qianjing thought for a while, he felt that it was better to let Han Yi figure it out by himself, so he said, "It's fine if you like it."

In just a few minutes of chatting just now, Han Yi found out that he was deleted as a friend again!

Teacher Han has always had a good temper, but this time he was a little angry.

Now in his friend list, there is only a boy with a goldfish head, which was added a few days ago. Han Yi also deliberately told the other party his newly changed screen name, and then there is no more text.

Han Yi was not convinced by his younger brother's statement. In order to prove it, he decided to send another message to the other party.

[Love Trading]: Do you think my name is dirty, so you never want to talk to me?