Chapter 62 Chapter61 Yun Xiang Clothes Hua Xiang Rong

Li Xiaopang, the monitor of the first class, said with a pleasant face: "Student Wen Heng has regressed in this exam again. It's really gratifying. Comrades applaud." Rush, tide of applause. "This kid is really good, only one year, abruptly slipping from the first grade to the seventyth grade, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people in my medical school." "Tsk tsk, this speed, this efficiency, is almost catching up with 'Shen San'." "Hey, with Ah Heng, I think it's tolerable for me to lose 20 places this time." Everyone fanned the cool breeze, and built a pergola as a wall to watch the drama.

Wen Heng was embarrassed. Xiaopang stood on the podium and smiled pleasantly: "Son, do you still remember how our school divides the classes?" Wen Heng replied: "Score." Fatty asked again: "What class are we in?" Answer again: "Class one." Chubby bared his teeth, his small eyes narrowed into a smile: "I got grades today, and the bastards in Classes 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 in Director Zhao's office all praised me, saying that I trained all the top graders in my grades." Becoming a grade seventy, with many talents and merits, ordinary people can't do this."

Wen Heng nodded: "It's not easy." Xiaopang covered his face: "Damn, you are too depraved, shameless, ugly, and cruel, I can't bear to look at you." Wen Heng: "It all depends on the monitor teaching well." Xiaopang burst into tears: "I always teach you how to bully baby bacteria and get pleasure from cutting human flesh fibers in different ways. When did I teach you this?" Everyone bah. Li Xiaopang, you are shameless. Li Xiaopang, you are very shameless. Li Xiaopang, you are absolutely shameless. Li Xiaopang rubbed his ears and pretended not to hear: "Okay, okay, this class meeting is over here, if you fail the exam, you will sing the national anthem with your head in your arms. If you pass the exam, you won't be able to do so next time. Focus on studying and observing Wen Heng, Supervise and reprimand him if necessary, and next time you see this person making a joke in a street store, KFC, MC, etc., drag him back to the group to smoke him."

Ah Heng cried: "Pang, you can't look like this. You don't know how hard it is to have no food and no clothes to wear. How many children in Asia are struggling with hunger. I work to support myself, monitor!" Xiaopang pulled the child's braids: "Sell your husband, Senior Gu is worth a lot of money." A Heng calmly shook his head: "No, McDull said that he would never sell his chickens, so I can't sell my people either." Someone at the door laughed and applauded. Ah Heng turned his head, there was a group of white coats, and a group of old peacocks in the fifth grade.

The so-called old peacocks are men who are past the age of marriage and their sister-in-law is alone, and they exude a coquettish atmosphere when they get along with younger school girls. "Aheng, I have to learn this from Fei Bai and let him listen to it." It was Gu Feibai's friend who spoke. The so-called Gu Feibai was appointed by her fiancé, her father and the heads of the Gu family. In the summer vacation of the third year of high school, her father came home specially and took her to City H for a blind date. Afterwards, it seemed that Gu Feibai had a good self-cultivation. Fei Bai's uncle finalized the marriage.

Speaking of it, Ah Heng also had a headache. This Gu Feibai was actually the youthful Comrade Xiaobai before. Who knew that after two years of absence, he had grown into this appearance: the name of the Z genius school grass, with a trophy in his left hand , with a scalpel in his right hand, reading a speech in his mouth, under his feet, he did not forget to step on pink love letters indifferently. It is really difficult for Ah Heng's brain capacity CPU to accept it instantly. The relationship between the two is average, better than breaking up every day, and worse than hugging and chewing in front of the dormitory every day, they can be regarded as the honest type.However, since Gu Feibai has an expressionless face all the time, the way the two get along, in the eyes of outsiders, it is inevitable that the woman is too active.

"Antarctica didn't melt in a day, so my sister's condolences." Just one person smirked. "The revolution has not yet succeeded, my sister-in-law will continue to work hard." Another person echoed. Ah Heng twitched: "Thank you for your teaching, Senior Brother." The last person slapped his head: "Oh, by the way, Ah Heng, Fei Bai is following up with Professor Zhang in the laboratory today, and it will end at about ten o'clock in the evening. He asked me to tell you that I can't have dinner with you tonight." Ah Heng chuckled: "Okay, I got it."

She works part-time at 7 o'clock in the evening, and actually doesn't have much time to see Gu Feibai. It's just that the two of them are used to having dinner together, and they always have to talk to each other when they don't see each other. It's a kind of tacit understanding between lovers. In the evening, I work in a bakery, an ordinary small shop with ordinary decoration and ordinary taste. Occasionally, the kitchen will bring out bad cakes, so only good food is good. Seven dollars an hour. That is, from seven o'clock to ten o'clock at night, I can earn twenty-two and a half dollars.Probably, to maintain the level of not starving to death for three days.

Dad said, Ah Heng, be a good doctor. Then, if there is no source of income, the first year is barely living on the scholarship, and this year it is true that there is no scholarship and you still want to be a doctor, heck, basically it is not an optimistic situation. If you want to get a scholarship, you must study hard; if you study hard, you must have plenty of time; but if you are afraid of starving to death, you must sell your time; but if you don’t have time, it means you can’t study well; The big Z won a scholarship, basically daydreaming. Thus, a vicious circle has led to today's criticism.

Ah Heng looked at the sporadic customers in the shop, wanting to swat mosquitoes with a fly swatter. The store manager is a middle-aged aunt. Her child has been admitted to university and she has nothing to do at home, so she opened a bakery.Because Ah Heng is about the same age as her children, she takes care of her a lot. Aheng said: "Auntie, let's reform, double the size of the store, install ten or eight insulation cabinets, and then hire a first-class baker to make a lot of delicious bread and earn a lot of money. Then Auntie, you send me more every hour. Two dollars." The aunt envied: "Young children, it's great to be able to dream."

Ah Heng was embarrassed. When I was about to get off work, a young couple complained that the mousse cake was not fresh and the color looked wrong. In fact, this situation is basically impossible.There is only one solitary warming cabinet in the bakery, but it broke down again recently, so basically the mousse cakes made every day do not exceed 20 yuan, and if they are sold out, they will be sold out, and the unsold ones will go to Ah Heng.Fresh or not, she knows best. Ah Heng was ordered to investigate the situation, and stared at the cake for a long time. The color was quite awkward, with scarlet the size of a cup lid appearing on the pale yellow cake. After glancing at the young couple, she chuckled: "Miss, look, is it the color of your lipstick?" Miss Ren was unhappy, and patted the table: "I use L'Oreal lip gloss, a famous brand, it will never fade!" The gentleman satirized: "Forget it, tell her about L'Oreal, dressed like this, do you know what L'Oreal is?" Ah Heng lowered her head, and bought a white T-shirt, jeans, and a work apron specially made by the aunt of the bakery when the price was on sale. She turned her head and smiled: "Auntie, he said that the clothes you made are not good-looking." Originally, the aunt was reserved and elegant, not uncommon enough to be as knowledgeable as ordinary people, but what she hated most was that people said that she was a bad cook, and the two of them accounted for both, so how could they not be furious?There was a burst of cursing in the street, which made the young couple run away with their heads in their arms. Then, other guests were also scared away along the way. The aunt flicked her curly hair, full of pride: "Xiao Wen, I feel comfortable scolding today, so close the door and go home." Ah Heng looked at his watch, it was half an hour ahead of nine, he was very happy. She bought a basket of beef and a basket of oily sugar at the siu mai shop in front of the school. Every time Gu Feibai saw this siu mai shop, he would stare from the front to the end of the shop, and then say coldly and disdainfully: "No health." In fact, Ah Heng wanted to say that if he didn't want to eat, he wouldn't have to go through such trouble at all. Then, when it was sent to the laboratory, Gu Feibai's work was almost over. When he saw the steaming siu mai, he said "unhygienic" again, and stared at the bag persistently for a long time with haughty and indifferent eyes. Ah Heng laughed. "Let's eat. I asked the boss. The stuffing was just made this afternoon, so it should be fine." Aheng handed him the bag, then glanced at his watch, and said with a smile, "The lights in the dormitory are about to turn off. Go back, and you go home early." Turning around, Gu Feibai grabbed the corner of his clothes. "Wait a minute." Gu Feibai rarely took the initiative, and took out a handful of candies from the pocket of his white coat, "Stretch out your hand." Ah Heng stretched out his hand obediently. "Professor Zhang's family got a little granddaughter today. I'm allergic to alcohol. Take away the wedding candy from her family." Gu Feibai explained lightly, putting the candy into her palm, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Ah Heng fixed his eyes, it was Jiu Xin Tang.Her face was a little red, and she whispered: "I will finish eating." Solemnly, gently. Yan Xi was wearing a headset and a light pink T-shirt. He pointed to his ear lightly with his finger. The listening room outside the glass door understood and raised his voice slightly. "DJ Yan, are you still listening?" A timid and sad female voice came from the headphones. "Miss Li, I'm listening." Yan Xi said calmly, "You said you failed the college entrance examination three times, your parents were very disappointed in you, and you yourself don't have the courage to live anymore, you want to jump off the building, don't you?" "Yes. You may not know. I mean, everything seems to be going well with DJ Yan. I saw your interview on TV. You are young, handsome, and quick-witted. I am afraid you will not understand my pain. The college entrance examination is just the fuse That's all, what makes me even more uneasy is that I find myself becoming more and more transparent, looking around, there is always an illusion that the whole world can't see me, and I can't find the value of my existence." "Is it so sad to be alive that it is beyond words, and even the courage is gone?" Yan Xi asked her softly. "Yes." The woman tremblingly said. "Then jump down." The boy lowered his head and said flatly. The director next to him was in a hurry, jumped up and down, and kept gesturing to Yanxi. Yan Xi raised her head, put her finger between her lips, smiled slightly, and signaled him to be quiet. On the other side of the phone, the woman said sadly: "Even DJ Yan thinks people like me are cowards, scum, and a burden to society, don't you?" "Go or stay, live or die, it's just a way you choose, and I have no right to interfere." The young man's tone was calm, but there was indifference between his words: "Perhaps, jumping from a high-level, you can feel that your hatred for the whole world is manifested, and your soul can be redeemed. Your parents should be the most beautiful people in the world." People who should be condemned, they gave birth to you, but they couldn’t love you selflessly after you failed the college entrance examination, they just thought about how to force you to death, and then they felt comfortable when they were old and desolate, didn’t they?” The voice of the other party suddenly became sharp: "Why do you say they love me?! Why do you say that they will have a miserable end after I die?! The way they look at me makes me feel that I shouldn't exist in this world at all! I would rather fall off the stairs by myself, have to live and die, and let them regret it for the rest of their lives!" Yanxi smiled: "yes, and then they will continue to support you for a lifetime." The woman was stunned for a long time, then choked up: "Why do you say that, why on earth?" Yan Xi said flatly: "Because you think the whole world can't see you." "why?" "If you hadn't received great love from them, if you hadn't felt that you were the center of the world, how could you be so sad after a setback?" "But, it's useless, they won't trust me anymore, they won't love me anymore." The woman put her face on her palms and wept softly. "Miss Lin, do you think it is so difficult to love you all the time?" Yan Xi gently rubbed the center of her brows and smiled lowly, "Why can't you trust them? Or, if you think this love is too difficult and unbearable, why not choose one The impeccable opportunity, go to a place where no one knows you and start again, and then look again, is this love precious, or is it superfluous?" The woman finally wailed and cried, and the rain passed and the sky cleared.She said: "DJ Yan, I want to continue to love my parents, I want to continue." Yan Xi was stunned, then smiled, her sharp eyes softened. "You're brave, you're amazing," he said. The show was finally over, Yan Xi held the cup and drank water, looked up, but saw someone outside the window gently knocking on the glass in front of him. It's Luliu. He smiled: "Yanxi, you can really fool people. How much do you know about whether you love it or not?" Yan Xi spread her hands: "I want to persuade her to experience the feeling of jumping off a building, so that she will never dare to mention these two words again in her next life. If the key radio station quits, he will deduct my salary. This will cause trouble." Lu Liu was wearing light blue casual attire, without his usual sophistication and precociousness, but his face showed the freshness and cleanliness of a teenager. He said: "Come on, Yanxi, I'll treat you to dinner. I was talking about business with a client yesterday and went to a French restaurant. The ribs tasted good." Yan Xi said, "wait for me." Then he rushed to the office next door, praised the staff behind the scenes, and spit everywhere: "Hey, sister, sister, you look beautiful today, you look so good today, we Xiaohui didn't bother you, it's broken, if bully I'll help you take a picture of it." A group of OLs were coaxed into beaming smiles: "No, no, Xiao Hui is really good, and didn't bother us." He handed him the dog basket, along with a few packs of jerky in sauce. Lu Liu smiled: "Yanxi, you are really good at treating the office as your home, and the dog has specially hired a beautiful nanny, so why not keep it at home? I remember you are allergic to dog hair. When did you love dogs?" Yan Xi said: "I'm shaping the image of a good man who loves dogs. This dog is just a prop, didn't you see it?" Xiao Hui was wronged and sobbed. Yan Xi stared at it with big eyes, and the small towel retracted into the basket again. During the meal, Yan Xi wolfed down a mouthful of the sauce, making Lu Liu laugh frequently: "Yan Xi, why are you still the same as when you were a child? I haven't seen you change for four years." Yan Xi spat out the bone and threw it to Xiao Hui, with a smirk: "Lu Liu, this rib is really not very good, your taste has really dropped a lot." Lu Liu bowed his head and took a shallow bite, the smell of meat melted on the tip of his tongue, so he smiled: "Yan Xi, there is nothing wrong." Yan Xi raised her eyebrows: "The sauce is too strong, the meat is too raw, the mint leaves are skewered, and the plate is too small." Lu Liu glanced at him lightly: "It's because the pork ribs you usually eat are too cheap."