Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Wen Yu was startled: "Who?"

Fu Yuhan: "..."

"Don't you remember what happened just now?" Fu Yuhan was a little speechless.

Wen Yu froze for a moment, then smiled: "Oh, that mentally handicapped class two? I remembered... I really don't remember people very well."

"Then I should really thank you for remembering me when we first met."

Because when we first met, Fu Yuhan was wearing a white zipper cardigan, and his two long legs lined the sweatpants very stylishly... Wen Yu likes beautiful things, so good-looking people will take the trouble to memorize their names.

Besides, Yang Fan never left Fu Yuhan's three words at that time, so it was quite difficult for him not to remember.

It was the first National Day holiday in the first year of high school. That year, one of them had just turned 16, and the other was still a few months away.

Looking back, it's been a long time.

Wen Yu didn't intend to praise him, so he lowered his head and smiled: "So, what happened to that Qian Kaile?"

"It's a punishment." Fu Yuhan said, "It is estimated that it will be announced on Monday."

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows: "Will you be punished if you are in the third year of high school? You can do it in the third year of high school."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." Fu Yuhan thought for a while, "But Xu Qianyi has always been very tough on this matter."

In fact, the three of them ran clean that day, and they could already be counted as picking themselves out. Even if the teacher asked why they came back so late afterwards, they could find other excuses.

In short, as long as they refuse to admit it and there is no other physical evidence, this matter has nothing to do with them.

It was the aggressive wife boss who insisted on scolding Qian Kaile and the three of them played with a group of social gangsters, and dragged the Pianer police to educate them. .

Those "big brothers in society" all carried three-finger-thick sticks that day, and wanted to say that they were just ugly.

It's not looking for trouble, no one takes to the streets with weapons.

Fu Yuhan didn't find out about the follow-up situation. I don't know how Xu Qianyi told the teacher, but she took the initiative to involve herself in it.She was deeply troubled by Qian Kaile. After careful calculation, it has been almost two years since the first year of high school, and she probably couldn't bear it anymore.

"If it's No. [-] Middle School, this matter will probably be suppressed." Wen Yu looked out the window, "It will take a year for a big punishment to go away, and it will affect graduation."

His expression was very pale, as he often did when he was alone with Fu Yuhan.

Fu Yuhan looked down at the phone: "If it's not so strict, you can give him a sanitation before graduation... Let's see how the school operates, I just hope he can learn to behave after he is punished."

"Speaking of..." Wen Yu's gaze swept along the street lights outside the window, and his eyes fell on the back of the driver's seat directly in front of Fu Yuhan, and asked softly, "I think you have a special relationship in the class." There are not many good people, how did you get to know Xu Qianyi?"

Fu Yuhan's eyes moved.

"Still unwilling to say?" Wen Yu chuckled, "At least I helped you, and your thanks are only verbal?"

"No, we can talk about it." Fu Yuhan narrowed his eyes, "I'm just remembering."

"Do you remember when we first met, is the story with Xu Qianyi so long?"

"That's because Yang Fan was there when we met." Fu Yuhan glanced at him, a little inexplicably, "You are also picking people to remember things, why bother to pick my thorns? It's not the same."

Wen Yu thought to himself that I am not picking people like you.

He curled his lips and remained silent.

Fu Yuhan thought for a while before he remembered: "It seems to be when I was a junior high school, before the May Day holiday? I stayed at school very late after school that day because of something..."

Fu Yuhan usually has no idea what time he will go home, it's pretty much the same for him.

The reason why I remember this detail is because there were few people on the way after school that day, and he happened to chat with Yang Fan about the newly opened Mala Tang shop, so after leaving school, he turned into a small road that he usually walked occasionally, and then saw Xu Qianyi and Ge Ran.

He is cold by nature. Although he has been in school for more than half a year, there are not many students in the class who can name him. These two know each other anyway.

One is the class flower and the other is the class leader.

The two little girls had a little trouble.

No matter how bold a girl is, she still has concerns about going out alone, but Fu Yuhan has no worries. He cleared up the troublemakers and sent the two girls away.

"Xu Qianyi helped me copy my homework for a week to thank you. I just had to go to the hospital to stay with me in bed at that time, so I didn't have much time to write—probably that's how I became familiar with it." Fu Yuhan lowered his head, "I only heard about that later. They were also recruited by Qian Kaile, and they wanted to put on a 'hero saving the beauty' scene, but I cut them off."

Wen Yu looked at him.

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan raised his eyes.

"You just..." Wen Yu asked softly, "Did you laugh?"

Fu Yuhan was taken aback, and the corners of his straight mouth rose slightly: "Don't you think it's funny? The protagonist of 'Save the Beauty' was temporarily replaced by a..."

He raised the lower half of his eyebrows, his dark pupils were stained by the street lamp outside the window.

Just for a second.

Wen Yu could tell that what Fu Yuhan didn't say was "fag", but he didn't get the joke, and his attention was completely attracted by the expression at that moment.

"...Is it really not funny?" Fu Yuhan's smile faded away.

"It's okay." Wen Yu came back to his senses, "I'm more surprised that your expression is not less than I imagined."

"I have a good laugh." Fu Yuhan was slightly taken aback, then rubbed his face, "It's not facial paralysis."

Wen Yu didn't answer.

He wasn't sure if Fu Yuhan knew that Yang Fan and Chu Lei had complained behind their backs that "Fu Yuhan might really have facial paralysis", but he wasn't going to tell him.

When the car got on the elevated road, the speed of the lights suddenly became faster.The car was quiet, and within 5 minutes, Wen Yu looked sideways again, and Fu Yuhan's head was nodding, and he was about to fall asleep.

Fu Yuhan worked very hard this afternoon and hardly had a rest.His upper and lower eyelids, which are almost glued together, are covered by long eyelashes, which cast thick and heavy shadows on the extremely light cheeks.

very beautiful.

Wen Yu stared quietly.

Halfway through the car, Fu Yuhan suddenly woke up, "I..."

Wen Yu quickly looked away.

"I'm asleep?"

Wen Yu turned his gaze away again: "Ask me if you fell asleep?"

"That's right." Fu Yuhan rubbed his eyes, only to feel that he was sleepy, "Where are you?"

"We've passed Huancheng East Road." Wen Yu said, "Don't sleep, we're almost there."

"what?"

"Take you to dinner."

"...Can't I go back and eat?" Fu Yuhan was a little at a loss. After crossing Huancheng East Road, he entered the downtown area. A meal here can cost dozens of yuan. According to Wen Yu, "whoever takes people to eat will pay Money" theory, tonight he will spend again.

The job was introduced by Wen Yu, and he even bothered to accompany him for a day.Fu Yuhan has a bad temper and loves to confront Wen Yu, but it's not that he doesn't know good from bad.

It's just that the salary hasn't been paid yet, and he can't say what to invite Wen Yu to dinner, so he really wants to go back.

Maybe his eyes were too blank, Wen Yu glanced at him, and couldn't help laughing and said: "I want to eat roast duck, and I can't finish it by myself, will you accompany me?"

"..."

"If you are not willing," Wen Yu said, "then I will call Yang Fan now and ask him to come and eat with me."

"No." Fu Yuhan retorted subconsciously—Yang Fan is the most loyal person, if Wen Yu performed "I'm not in a good mood today" for him on the spot, Yang Fan would rush over to say anything.

"Then you won't eat with me." Wen Yu spread his hands.

"...Just stay with me." Fu Yuhan answered uncomfortably.

The car got off the elevated road and stopped in front of a small building with Chinese architectural style. Wen Yu took Fu Yuhan in to have a meal of "one duck, two meals" before returning home.

There was still half of the underwear left to be photographed today, Fu Yuhan admitted that he had passed by, so he told the fourth brother that he would go there the next day.

Wen Yu didn't say he wanted to follow.

The next day Fu Yuhan learned to be smart, and did not send a message to the fourth brother until after ten o'clock.

The fourth brother stays out at night and never gets up until twelve o'clock. He only wakes up around ten o'clock when he has a lot of work.But Fu Yuhan used to go to the abandoned factory for an hour, so it was just right to go out at ten o'clock.

It is already late September, and the weather will turn cold at some point. At that time, they will not be able to shoot outdoors for products such as underwear, so they must hurry up every day.

Fortunately, the weather has been beautiful these two days, and it has been sunny.

Fourth brother: Then you can come here directly. By the way, the owner of this underwear store said today that he would come over to see the progress of the filming. Is Xiaoqi still coming?

Fu Yuhan: Wen Yu?He is not coming today.

Fourth brother: Tsk, I originally wanted to have a supper with him, and he knows the owner of the shop.

Fu Yuhan: ...Then I'll call him?

Fourth brother: Forget it, the seventh ancestor has a big temper.Come here quickly, let's start early, I saw you were quite cold in the evening when the photo was taken yesterday.

Fu Yuhan: It's okay, I can bear it.

That being said, it was really cold in the evening when the filming took place. Although Fu Yuhan could bear it, he didn't really want to torment himself. It would be best to finish the filming early.

Early on Sunday morning, while He Yan was still sleeping, Fu Yuhan met Uncle Qin when he went out.

Uncle Qin is a taciturn man, and Fu Yuhan is cold, so the two of them can count with two hands the things they have said these years.But today, Fu Yuhan somehow remembered what He Yan said, "Your Uncle Qin works two jobs", and greeted him in a strange way: "Uncle is going out?"

"Ah," Uncle Qin glanced at him a little surprised, "Someone I know entrusted me to help paint the walls of the house." He smiled, and the corners of his wrinkled eyes showed two points of honesty, "I think If you are idle on weekends, you are also idle, so why not earn two yuan, at least the food for tonight has been settled. Is Xiaohan busy with studying recently? I don’t think you always go home for dinner.”

"... Ah, let's eat with my classmates." It seems that He Yan didn't mention his matter to Uncle Qin, and Fu Yuhan didn't know whether to thank her for avoiding the embarrassment between the two of them, he twitched the corner of his mouth, "Uncle Qin has worked hard ... I have an appointment with a classmate, so let's go first."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Fu Yuhan left in a hurry.

If the stepfather was more vicious, perhaps he would be more at ease.

In this kind of non-embarrassing relationship, friendliness is even more suffocating.

Fu Yuhan got into the car, thinking about Uncle Qin in the street scene where he was galloping backwards.

The traffic this morning was unexpectedly smooth. When he arrived at the place yesterday, only Beilin was building the lights. Fu Yuhan came in to say hello, and asked, "Where are Sige and Sanmao?"

"They just woke up and haven't arrived yet." Beilin smiled kindly, "You find a place to sit first."

"It's okay, I want to see how you set it up." Fu Yuhan said in surprise, "The fourth brother said he was awake before I went out, did he just get up?"

"Stay in bed, I stayed up until five o'clock yesterday." Bei Lin said, "Are you interested in lighting?"

"Just to see." Fu Yuhan pursed his lower lip, his eyes flickered, "I want to learn to draw, but I haven't decided what major I want to take in college."

"Photography is poor for three generations, and SLR will ruin your life. If you are not rich for the second generation, don't learn photography." Bei Lin shook his head.

"I originally wanted to learn painting, which is a pure painting profession... But I heard that it also costs money."

"Yeah, it's hard to find a job after learning pure art." Bei Lin tightened the fixing bolts, and looked back at him, "Aside from painting, you don't have any specific hobbies, do you?"

"Ah."

"Then learn something to get a good job, really, the experience of someone who has come here." Beilin said earnestly, "Like I studied printmaking at the beginning, I am the only one of my classmates who are still working in art-related industries after graduation, and you see I’m not drawing either, right—you can study a major such as graphic design, digital media, animation, architecture, etc., at least have a general employment direction, and ah, if you want to take the exam, you can go to the nine major art academies.”

"Nine Academy of Fine Arts?" Fu Yuhan was taken aback, "Isn't it the Eighth Academy?"

"Because the ninth one isn't a separate academy of fine arts, but it's very good." Beilin said with an expression of "you don't know, do you?" "Have you heard of the T Academy of Fine Arts?"