Zhao Yebai was stunned for a few seconds, looked at the packaging of the wet wipes, and turned to look at the store not far away: "You... just bought it?"

Jiang Hua raised his voice: "Fart! I brought it!"

"Pfft."

Zhao Yebai laughed and caught a glimpse of Jiang Hua, who had a strange look on his face. He held his stomach and was overjoyed.

Jiang Hua was angry at first, but gradually turned into uneasy.

"Zhao Yebai, are you crazy? Have your brain been damaged?" he asked worriedly.

Zhao Yebai had just recovered. Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing again. He pointed at Jiang Hua and said, "Hahaha, are you really..."

"What's wrong with me!" Jiang Hua threw the wet wipe into his arms and scolded: "It's so dirty, wipe it quickly!"

"No, you are so cute."

Jiang Hua looked disgusted: "You are so disgusting."

"..."

Zhao Yebai cleared his throat and wiped his face honestly.

The atmosphere calmed down. Jiang Hua hesitated for a moment and asked, "You said before that you wanted me to help you dream of becoming a singer?"

Zhao Yebai on the stage looked like a luminous young man chasing his dreams. Jiang Hua thought he would get a positive answer, but who knew, Zhao Yebai shook his head.

"No, I just think it's interesting."

Jiang Hua was speechless: "Aren't you chasing your dreams? Don't you like singing?"

"It's not bad." Zhao Yebai carefully cleaned up the dust, with a disapproving look on his face: "It's not a dream, I don't just like singing."

"not only?"

Zhao Yebai mused: "Singing is quite interesting, the musical instruments are also good, racing is exciting, um... and last time you mentioned playing games, I tried it, and it was quite interesting."

"...You have so many hobbies." Jiang Hua responded dryly.

"By the way." Zhao Yebai clapped his hands and said meaningfully: "I also like to draw recently."

When Jiang Hua was suddenly called by his nickname, he shuddered all over and waited for Zhao Yebai as if he was a ghost.

Zhao Yebai gestured with his hands: "Paint, paint, paint."

"I know!"

Although singing is not Zhao Yebai's dream, Jiang Hua has to admit that he does sing very well.

Jiang Hua recalled what he looked like when he was racing. His eyes seemed to be shining brightly, boiling with a fiery temperature, and he couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

Okay, after doing this for a long time, he is still a bad boy with countless hobbies.

"What happened to that man today?"

The pink powder was gradually wiped away by the wet wipes, revealing the original color of the skin. Zhao Yebai took a puff of cigarette and said helplessly: "I can't help it. My brother is too addicted to powder. I'm just playing for fun. Who knows there will be people looking forward to it?"

I focus on training 24 hours a day, and I will be the best in the galaxy."

After Zhao Yebai's explanation, Jiang Hua figured out the whole story.

The black fan is a freshman in Huaishui Middle School. He just entered school this year. After hearing Zhao Yebai sing, he was shocked. However, it didn't take long for him to discover that this guy was just a fool, with many hobbies, and he didn't concentrate on music at all.

To put it bluntly, career fans hate iron and cannot see him wasting his natural talent. However, Zhao Yebai is a prodigal at heart who cannot restrain his talent and is passionate about everything.

Jiang Hua asked curiously: "Then what is your dream, and you want me to help you dream?"

"I asked you to help the band, but I didn't ask you to help me." Zhao Yebai thought for a while and said: "Isn't a dream the kind of thing that can only be realized by working hard? No, my brother is too powerful, he can realize anything.

"

"Do you want to be shameless?"

Zhao Yebai shook his head and smiled, with the high spirits of a young man on his face: "Truthfully."

Jiang Hua rolled his eyes: "Come on, I'm broken in love, please don't disturb me in the near future?"

Even if he can't catch up with anyone, he has the nerve to do whatever he wants, Qiao Xiuyuan doesn't even dare to say that.

When this issue was mentioned, Zhao Yebai's expression froze and he touched his nose in embarrassment: "It's not the same thing."

The October night was a bit cool, and a gust of evening wind blew by, making Jiang Hua, who was wearing short sleeves, shiver.

Zhao Yebai noticed it keenly and took off his coat.

"Young Master, please."

Jiang Hua didn't answer. After understanding that it wasn't a big deal, he wasn't worried about Zhao Yebai jumping into the river.

"I want to go back."

After confirming the driver's location, he really left this time.

Zhao Yebai casually put the clothes on his shoulders, put out the cigarette butts, and said to himself: "It's dirty. If you don't want to wear it, don't wear it."

Jiang Hua walked five or six meters when he suddenly heard a low voice from behind.

"Jiang Painting."

He turned around, and Zhao Yebai stood up at some point, with his hands in his pockets. His expression could not be seen clearly in the night.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhao Yebai didn't say anything, he just hooked his hand at him. Jiang Hua said "tsk" and walked back impatiently.

"What are you doing?"

"The clothes are dirty, but there is no hat." Zhao Yebai said, putting the peaked cap on his head: "There are many gangsters here, and they look like flowers and jade, so hide them."

Jiang Hua was really angry about this matter. He was just about to take off his hat when he heard Zhao Yebai add seriously: "Don't meet someone like me, just drag him to be your boyfriend."

Jiang Hua: "..."

This sentence brought back unpleasant memories for Jiang Hua. He looked around and saw that this place was really the unlucky place where Zhao Yebai first met.

Without saying a word, he kicked Zhao Yebai, but Zhao Yebai dodged as if he had been warned, turned around and ran away.

"That hat is my family heirloom, please give it back to me next time."

"Pay it back to you, uncle! You're a liar!"

Zhao Yebai ran away like a gust of wind. Listening to the distant laughter, Jiang Hua became so angry that he took off his hat and was about to throw it into the river.

Before the hat left his hand, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something printed on the inside of the hat.

It is a line of abbreviated letters.

【zyb】

...

In the end, Jiang Hua couldn't throw away the old hat.

He struggled for a long time, a little worried that this old hat was really an important item. Seeing that Zhao Yebai had made a fool of himself today, he threw it into the car and planned to return it to him next time.

After returning home, Jiang Hua really wanted to find someone to complain to, so he couldn't help himself and sent an angry emoticon to Yue Ge.

【x:What's wrong?】

[The plum candy bites the teeth: unhappy.]

【x:I thought you missed me.】

[The plum candy bites the teeth:...]

It seems that falling in love can really change your personality. How did Bai Lianhua say this seriously?

The system clicked its tongue and said, "Because I'm seriously in love, and you're just a tool to fall in love with."

Jiang Hua said: "What can I do? It's not you!"

【x:Why are you unhappy?】

Jiang Hua's excuse when he asked for leave was that he had something to do at home. Of course, he would not undermine himself. He couldn't think of an explanation for a long time, so he could only reply depressedly.

[The plum candy bites the teeth: I’m just unhappy.]

[x: Well... Do you want to come to the coffee shop tomorrow? 】

[The plum candy bites the teeth: [Cat question mark]]

【x: I’ll make you some ice cream.】

Jiang Hua read the words for a while, turned off his phone and covered himself with the quilt.

What's so great is that they have a lot of ice cream and a pastry chef.

Hey, he must be tricking him into studying.

After finally waiting until the weekend, he was so stupid that he went to find the white lotus that had tortured him for a week.

Hey, just an ice cream.

...
To be continued...