After taking off the seat belt stuck on his body, Zheng Qiang looked at Liu Weicheng, who looked depressed next to him.
He added.
"I just wanted to tell you. It was you who asked me to stop talking nonsense."
"I thought I had to be a footwasher..."
"It's so boring to wash your feet. You don't know how fun Internet cafes are!"
Facing Liu Weicheng's speculation, Zheng Qiang looked disdainful, but when he mentioned the Internet cafe, his expression gradually became excited.
"You didn't know that in junior high school, I didn't continue school because I often went to the game arcade. Now that I have grown up, I don't want to go to the game arcade anymore. Internet cafes are so fun."
"..."
Zheng Qiang's speech caused Liu Weicheng to fall into silence.
In his previous life, when he was a student, he had been to Internet cafes frequently, and was even addicted to it for a period of time. However, his academic performance subsequently declined and his family became stricter, so he slowly gave up his Internet addiction.
Recalling the scenes in which I was deeply involved, what is the difference between Zheng Qiang at this moment and myself at that time?
Sitting in the driver's seat, Liu Weicheng looked at Zheng Qiang, who was facing him with excitement and continued to talk.
"A brand new version for battlefield battles. If you are a brother, just fight with me!"
"..."
He lowered his head without saying a word and took a deep breath.
When he raised his head again, Liu Weicheng gave Zheng Qiang a bright smile.
Half a minute later.
Zheng Qiang, who was standing at the door of the Internet cafe, watched Liu Weicheng drive away. After the vehicle disappeared around the corner, he turned around and entered the Internet cafe with a puzzled look on his face.
Liu Weicheng was furious as he drove away.
I originally wanted to ask Zheng Qiang to relax, but who would have thought that his pursuit would be so low-level!
Although his original idea was quite vulgar, the degree of vulgarity between the two is fundamentally different.
But if you think about it carefully, Zheng Qiang is similar to himself in age.
People who are in their early twenties may still be just in college in the future. In addition, due to the paucity of various entertainment industries in this era, it is not incomprehensible to be addicted to the Internet.
What impressed him a little was that Zheng Qiang's income level in the chef industry was not low. Didn't he have some bad habits when he was working in a hotel in the early years?
Should I praise him for his cleanliness... or for his simplicity?
With speechless thoughts, Liu Weicheng drove back home.
After parking the car in the parking space and turning off the engine, I got out of the car. I took out the cigarette case from my pocket and lit one. I just took a few puffs when I heard the sound of the window being opened overhead.
"You're back~"
The sound came from above, and Liu Weicheng raised his head when he heard the movement.
Look towards the third floor.
Due to the layout of the house, the room where Zhao Xuanying lives now happens to be able to see the parking lot downstairs.
Appearing in his sight, Zhao Xuanying's face appeared in the security window.
After seeing the figure downstairs was Liu Weicheng, she immediately shouted.
"Wait me a moment!"
After saying that, he closed the window and disappeared from Liu Weicheng's sight.
In less than a minute, Zhao Xuanying's figure appeared in front of Liu Weicheng.
Looking at the girl who was running downstairs and breathing faster, Liu Weicheng first raised his head and glanced upstairs, and then turned his eyes to Zhao Xuanying in front of him.
After coming back to his senses, he threw the cigarette he had just lit on the ground, crushed it with his toes, and then looked at the other person and asked.
"I was just about to go upstairs and go home...why did you have to run down all the way?"
"..."
This is a good question.
It can be seen from the way Zhao Xuanying was still smiling when she came downstairs, to the stunned expression after hearing Liu Weicheng's inquiry.
She didn't know why either.
Such doubts did not last long, and Zhao Xuanying soon reacted and found a suitable reason for herself.
He leaned forward and put his hand over his mouth, pretending to whisper.
Said softly.
"My grandma came back early from get off work today. If she goes to your house so late, she will definitely tell me."
"..."
Putting aside whether Zhang Cuilan would lecture her on this point, Liu Weicheng wanted to ask her how your grandma would feel if you ran down here in such an upright manner.
Besides, Zhang Cuilan had already told him that she would entrust Zhao Xuanying to him as early as last month.
The little idiot who helped count the money after being sold...
Looking at the innocent look on the other person's face, Liu Weicheng sighed and then looked at the other person and continued to ask.
"Then wouldn't it be good for us to stand downstairs and talk? I think it's better to hide it so that your grandma doesn't see it upstairs."
"Yeah, I didn't even think of this!"
"Yes, you are tall. How can grandma not know when you go out?"
He raised his hand and put it on Zhao Xuanying's head and rubbed it a few times.
She had just finished taking a shower and did not tie her hair up. The hair felt very soft to the touch. Perhaps she was afraid that Liu Weicheng would mess up her hair, so Zhao Xuanying hurriedly took two steps back.
After arranging her hair and combing it with her hands a few times, she stared at him with some dissatisfaction and continued.
"Did Teacher Lin come to see you today?"
"Teacher Lin... you said Lin Nianwei, she came here in the morning."
When Zhao Xuanying mentioned the other party, Liu Weicheng first responded and then paused.
asked rhetorically.
"She fell asleep in class again?"
"That's not true."
In reply, Zhao Xuanying continued with a puzzled look on her face.
"Teacher Lin seems to be a different person today. First she went back to the office to prepare lessons. In the afternoon, I watched her conduct the move of a piano into the school. I didn't know until today that there is a music classroom in the school!"
Seeing the curious look on Zhao Xuanying's face, Liu Weicheng was also a little surprised.
He never went back after leaving school in the morning, so he didn't know what happened in the school.
He had never been able to figure out Lin Nianwei's true thoughts about what she did, so after thinking for a while he couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking about it.
As a teacher, even if you are an associate course teacher, you should teach seriously. This is the most basic professional ethics of a teacher.
Facing the silent Liu Weicheng, Zhao Xuanying finally told her true purpose of going downstairs.
"I went to ask the teacher today about submitting the manuscript. Do you have any gifts you want? I can give it to you when I get the manuscript fee."
His thoughts were interrupted. Liu Weicheng looked at Zhao Xuanying who asked him. He did not answer immediately, but asked doubtfully.
"what type is it?"
"With mother as the subject, there are no other restrictions."
Zhao Xuanying's response left Liu Weicheng speechless. After all, he knew the other party's situation thoroughly.
Created with mother as the theme...Didn’t Zhao Xuanying’s mother die long ago?
Zhao Xuanying also knew this. For her, the image of her mother had long been gone from her memory. When she started writing about her mother, she really didn't know how to write.
But the opportunity was before her, and she wanted to give it a try no matter what.
Looking at Zhao Xuanying, Liu Weicheng said softly after a long while.
"Forget it about the gift, we haven't decided on the horoscope yet... we'll wait until you are chosen."
"What if, what if I get chosen?"
"You said it's just in case, but there is still a nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine percent chance that we won't be chosen."
He started to take steps and walked towards the corridor. Seeing this, Zhao Xuanying beside him followed suit.
Liu Weicheng didn't want to get anything from Zhao Xuanying.
to him……
Maintaining the current situation is already the best gift the other party has given him.