Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 31 You work so hard, you will definitely become famous

Jiang Yang picked up an English textbook on the coffee table and turned to the vocabulary list.

Just take a look and feel the attributes you get from Yang Chaoyue.

Most of the densely packed words above are all imprinted in my mind. I don’t need to look at the Chinese translation, as if I can understand them naturally.

If he were to take a high school mock exam now, he wouldn't dare to answer the multiple-choice and cloze questions on the English test paper, after all, they test grammar.

But reading comprehension is definitely understandable.

I took out my cell phone, checked the time, and found that I had received three WeChat messages from my dad.

All three are voice messages:

The first one is:

"The rent for that kind of house in Shanghai must have been incredibly expensive. When you left, you only had 4000 yuan in your bag. I'm afraid it wouldn't even be enough for food for a few months. Your daughter must have been the one supporting you."

Then comes the second one:

"I don't have to argue with you two. I've already sent you the textbooks. But even if you're pretty, you can't be a gigolo and live off others. Pay back the money I spent on your daughter."

In the previous WeChat video, his father clearly thought that he was having an affair with Yang Chaoyue outside.

Even his silly sister thinks so.

Plus, since he didn't want to go back to school, it was normal for his dad to be angry.

Out of consideration for his face, he finally said, "If you have the guts, don't ever come back to this house for the rest of your life. It would be a waste if you die outside," and hung up the phone.

The mouth of a knife, the heart of tofu.

I guess after cursing, I felt regretful, so I sent these two voice messages.

Jiang Yang clicked on the third voice message from his father:
"If you want to study on your own in another place, then study hard. If you need anything, just tell me. You must come back during the Chinese New Year."

Just by listening to this voice message, Jiang Yang seemed to be able to see the complex expression on his father's face with deep nasolabial folds.

I guess when he saw the textbooks he bought, the densely packed phonetic learning notes on the draft paper, and the requirement that he need to mail the textbooks, he felt that his learning attitude was still good.

I knew I wanted to study on my own and didn't want to go back to school. I was also afraid that I would continue to argue with my dad when I got home, which would affect my studies, so I didn't force him.

There is an unread message in the SMS list.

It's a transfer notification from the bank.

Received 5 yuan, transferred from my father.

……

Not long after Jiang Yang closed the door of the side bedroom, Yang Chaoyue woke up.

My legs are numb.

He clutched the thin quilt wrapped around him, felt the warmth from the air conditioner in the room, and looked up at the closed door.

"Brother Yang came to my room?"

Yang Chaoyue stood up and stuffed his feet into Jiang Yang's pair of cotton slippers, which were several sizes larger than his own. He subconsciously checked whether his clothes were clean and tidy, and then felt a sense of guilt.

After interacting with Jiang Yang for some time, she deeply understood that Jiang Yang was not that kind of person.

Different from those boys with non-mainstream hairstyles and driving ghost fire motorcycles on the streets of the factory area.

She stood up and stretched her numb legs, then sat on the edge of the bed for a while, still locking the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening outside, Yang Chaoyue stuck his head out and looked, and found that it was Jiang Yang who came back from outside: "Brother Yang, you went out?"

"I bought a pair of cotton slippers. If you keep wearing my oversized ones, you'll sprain your ankle easily. You won't be able to participate in the extras of Go Fighting!, and the company will have to pay you back. Do you think they fit you well?"

Jiang Yang closed the door and threw a pair of yellow cotton slippers in front of Yang Chaoyue's room.

Bought it specially from the mall.

The materials are solid, the sole is made of EVA, with clear texture, moderate depth and strong anti-slip properties.

Pink bow shape.

"What a cute bow."

Yang Chaoyue tore open the plastic packaging and smiled.

It feels strange to put your little feet in there.

She also had a pair of cotton slippers back home, bought at a street stall in the county town for 10 yuan. They were made of ordinary rubber and had a noticeable vibration when she walked in. The pair she was wearing now felt like stepping on a very springy sponge pad, with a slight bulge on the sole that perfectly matched the arch of the foot.

The upper is made of fabric with a delicate texture, soft and smooth touch. When you put it on, it feels like being wrapped in warm clouds. It is both skin-friendly and comfortable.

She paced back and forth in the room: "It fits my feet perfectly, it's very comfortable to wear and keeps me warm. I love it!"

"It's good to keep you warm. If you're not comfortable wearing it, you can go to that store and return it."

Jiang Yang went to the bathroom to wash up, and soon the sound of running water was heard.

Yang Chaoyue was walking around in the living room wearing the cotton slippers bought by Jiang Yang.

The more I wear it, the more I like it.

There is enough space in the toe box for the toes to stretch freely without squeezing them.

The heel area also wraps the heel well, keeping the foot stable inside the shoe.

Most importantly, it is lightweight while keeping you warm and comfortable.

The flexibility is very good.

Much more comfortable than the pair of cotton slippers she bought at a street stall in her hometown

Yang Chaoyue suddenly noticed a logo on the side of the shoe: UGG.

I once saw this brand on the shoes of a female boss who drove a BMW in a textile factory.

Yang Chaoyue's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized something.

Search for UGG on your phone.

Baidu Encyclopedia shows that it is an Australian imported brand with stores in many countries and is also an iconic brand in the fashion industry.

Yang Chaoyue's heartbeat quickened. Seeing Jiang Yang coming back to the living room after washing up, he asked cautiously, "Brother Yang, these shoes are very expensive, aren't they?"

"It's just a pair of cotton slippers, how expensive can it be?"

"how much?"

"About six hundred."

Yang Chaoyue's throat choked: "Six, more than six hundred!!!"

Yang Chaoyue suddenly felt that the cotton slippers he was wearing became hot.

She curled up her toes in panic, her knees clenched together, her knuckles clenched white, and her whole body felt very tense.

Look down at your feet.

More than 600 yuan for a pair of cotton slippers?

Is the upper made of gold, or is the sole made of gold?
The living room was quiet for a few seconds, and then Jiang Yang asked, "Don't you like it, A-lo?"

It can be seen that Yang Chaoyue is very sensitive to the price of this pair of cotton slippers.

"I like it, but..."

Yang Chaoyue suddenly realized what was happening, looked up and smiled, "Hey, you're learning my hometown dialect again. 'A-lo' means daughter, that's how my dad calls me."

"I thought it meant your nickname. Sorry, sorry." Jiang Yang laughed.

He continued the previous topic: "Are the shoes comfortable?"

"I've never worn such comfortable cotton slippers..." Yang Chaoyue hesitated.

"It's the company's money, not your salary, so why are you so nervous?" Jiang Yang said slowly, "You work so hard, you will definitely be famous. When you have the chance to make a lot of money in the future, buy your dad a better pair!"

The words fell.

Yang Chaoyue's eyes trembled as he met Jiang Yang's face with a particularly beautiful smile.

My heart was beating even more violently.

I think of my father's feet, which got frostbite in the winter, but he still wore cheap Liberation shoes and worked on the frozen ground at the construction site.

On cold and wet rainy days, Dad's pair of Liberation shoes would sink deep into the mud, and every step would make a dull squeaking sound.

Her throat moved: "Yeah! I'll try my best!"

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(End of this chapter)