Yang Jianguang didn't know that Qianyan's boss, Jiang Qianmeng, was interested in his movie disc playback function.
But even if he knew it, he wouldn't be too surprised.
Because in his opinion, this is completely normal.
He believed that smart people like Jiang Qianmeng would not miss this business opportunity after learning about the movie disc playback function.
If Jiang Qianmeng didn't pay attention to this, Yang Jianguang would think that this was really a problem.
Of course, now he has no time to care about Jiang Qianmeng.
Today is the day to go to the city for a competition. Yang Jianguang and Zhang Qingling are chatting and laughing at the door, waiting for the car to pick them up.
Of course, in addition to Yang Jianguang and others, close classmates like He Bing also came to the school gate to join in the fun.
But on the other side, looking at the smile on Yang Jianguang's face, Jiang Chen felt extremely resentful in his heart.
He really couldn't understand why Zhang Qingling fell in love with a guy like Yang Jianguang?
He is the nephew of Jiang Weimin, the richest man in Xinyong. Why is Zhang Qingling so cold to him?
It is clear that he is worthy of Zhang Qingling, a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven. Why should he, Yang Jianguang, be worthy of Zhang Qingling?
But in the end, Jiang Chen still held back the anger in his heart.
He is now the nephew of the richest man in Xinyong. As a member of the upper class in the future, he must not leave a bad impression on his classmates.
During this period, his uncle hired the best tutor for himself, in order to win a good place in this English competition, win Zhang Qingling's favor, and make Zhang Qingling look at him with admiration.
And not only that, just last night, his uncle bribed one of the test-writing teachers for the English competition and got the test papers for this exam.
Of course, what he got was only the part of the questions given by the teacher.
But that already accounts for almost half of the score on the entire test paper.
If he still can't get first place, then he might as well go home and sleep.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen snorted coldly.
This time, I got the test paper questions in advance. Let me see what you can do to compete with me.
Yang Jianguang, let me be proud of you now. If you are slapped in the face later, you will know what regrets are.
Then, Jiang Chen deliberately took a step forward, interrupted Yang Jianguang who was chatting with Zhang Qingling, and said sarcastically.
"Yang Jianguang, you actually still have the heart to chat here.
Have you done a good job with the cultural wall?"
"Don't forget, the cultural wall will be inspected this week."
Hearing this, Zhang Qingling, who was chatting with Yang Jianguang, also frowned slightly, with worry written on his face.
As a member of the team involved in the design of the cultural wall, Zhang Qingling knew very well that during this period, Yang Jianguang had not been engaged in the cultural wall.
Even if she wanted to spend time on this, Yang Jianguang directly asked her to concentrate on reviewing English, and said that she would leave the cultural wall to him.
You know, by the time their English competition ends today, it will already be Wednesday, and on Friday, the cultural wall will have competitions.
Moreover, Yang Jianguang has not been to the cultural wall at all in the past few days, and he is probably planning to give up on this matter.
Zhang Qingling can understand this.
After all, the English competition is the most important thing. Although the cultural wall is said to be competing in the province, Zhang Qingling knows the level of the people in the provincial capital.
It is very clear that no matter who is doing the painting, compared with the people in the provincial capital.
The probability of entering the finals is almost non-existent.
Having said that, if there are no paintings on the cultural wall, or it is not designed well, I am afraid Jiang Chen and his gang will take advantage of it.
Yang Jianguang was as calm as ever, "Jiang Chen, you don't need to worry about this. Since I said I would paint, I will definitely paint."
"Humph, you damn duck has a tough mouth," Jiang Chen snorted coldly and said proudly.
"At that time, I will let the whole class and teachers admire your level."
As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, the vehicle that came to pick them up had already arrived.
Jiang Chen, who thought he had gained an advantage verbally, left Yang Jianguang behind and walked towards the car with great energy.
"Hmph, why is this Jiang Chen so arrogant?"
He Bing, who was standing aside, looked unconvinced. After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Yang Jianguang and said, "Jianguang, how about when you go to the English competition, I will find some classmates to help you draw first."
With?"
"Otherwise, there will be more than a day left, and you really won't have time to finish it."
Having been friends with Yang Jianguang for so many years, He Bing knew his good friend very well. He had never heard that he had the hobby and ability to make cultural walls.
Now not only does Yang Jianguang have to do it, but time is tight, so this will definitely not be completed!
Yang Jianguang showed no concern.
"It's okay, just wait until I come back and start doing it again."
"I haven't figured out what to do yet.
By the time I get back from the exam, I should have almost figured it out."
Not ready yet?
He Bing has a big head. They are about to check it out. You haven’t thought about it yet?
Just wait until you finish the exam and think about it. After you finish the exam and think about it, let's just wait and be embarrassed together.
But there was no other way. He Bing could only nodded helplessly and watched Yang Jianguang leave with a grimace.
He just hopes that when the whole school sees the cultural wall they designed, they won't laugh too much.
Soon, a group of students heading to Ji'an City to participate in an English competition got on the bus one after another.
The group was led by Hu Bing, the dean of students, and several English teachers from the school.
For schools in several nearby counties, the opportunity to participate in this municipal English competition only comes once a year.
Moreover, Xinyong participated in several sessions in a row and had his head shaved all the time.
The leader in charge of the education department has given the school a death order. If it cannot get the honor this time, they will all come forward to see it.
So this time, everyone from the school to the higher ups paid great attention to this matter.
Yang Jianguang chose a seat next to the car window. There were not many vehicles on the road, and the car moved slowly along the way.
Although the speed is not fast enough and the shuttle bus these days is not very easy to ride, Yang Jianguang feels particularly comfortable with the breeze blowing by the window and looking at the unique rural scenery in the south.
He missed this scene very much.
When he was in college, he often took the bus through this road.
In the future, drastic new rural construction will be carried out around this 105, although the road will become wider and the houses will become taller.
But no matter how I look at it, I don’t feel the same as before.
Speaking of which, Yang Jianguang quite enjoyed the feeling of sitting by the bus window. It would be even more enjoyable if he took his mobile phone, plugged in his headphones and played a song he liked.
Unfortunately, it is not easy to get a mobile phone that can play music in this era.
And just as Yang Jianguang's eyes continued to move forward amid the bumps, something slightly cold suddenly stuffed into his ear.
Yang Jianguang was a little confused at first, but then a soothing rhythm sounded in his ears.
He looked aside and saw Zhang Qingling raised the Walkman in his hand and gave him a sweet smile.
Yang Jianguang's heart moved, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Although there are no mobile phones for playing music in this era, this seems to be very good.
What Zhang Qingling played was a song that has become very popular in recent years, called "Dream Chaser".
Feng Feifei’s melodious and beautiful singing voice gradually sounded:
"Let youth blow your long hair and let it pull your dreams."
Unknowingly, the history of this city has remembered your smile.
The red heart and the blue sky are the beginning of life~
The spring rain kept me awake, and you spent the next night sleeping alone.
Let the delicate flowers of youth bloom with their hidden beauty.
The flying catkins flying all over the sky are imagining your smiling face.
Who in the world of mortals arranges the fate of autumn and spring.
The ice and snow are silent, you in the cold night, your brilliance that is hard to hide~
"Look at me, take a look~ Don't let a beauty sit on an empty pillow..."
"Youth has no regrets and will never die, my eternal lover..."