Shallots

I am afraid that the part-time job of the waiter in the bar is impossible. Even if Qi Feiran does not come to the bar and does it secretly, he is afraid of being persuaded by Yu Jingdong with a bitter face and deep hatred.It's a pity that such a high salary made Lin Shixin angry. He had a grudge against Qi Feiran. His younger brother couldn't do the billiard hall job, and he bumped into his good buddies in the bar. The self-proclaimed working prince lost his job. Empty.

Lin Shixin was distracted, the junior high school girl standing under the stage had just finished reading her article and was waiting for him to express his opinion. Li Huiru coughed to remind him, and Lin Shixin only realized it, and put his finger between his fingers. A piece of chalk distills the six elements of the novel on the blackboard.

Qi Feiran, as always, sat in the corner of the last row of the classroom where the literature club held regular meetings, watching him quietly.This was the third time Lin Shixin lost his mind. When he was distracted, his eyes were fixed on one spot, his mouth was slightly opened, and one corner of his hair was upturned, like a stupid cat that had been poked.

What made him so distracted was probably going to Beijing for a competition at the end of January. Although Lin Shixin was called early in the morning to tell him that he must go to the competition, the process is still the same as before, and he needs to write a non-proposition first Composition submission, preliminary examination with other participants, as the only person who passed the preliminary examination in the last literary club, at the recent regular meeting, Lin Shixin checked the manuscripts of the members one by one, and some of them were written with literary talent. But there is no story, and some have no writing at all despite strong dramatic conflicts, and even grammatical barriers. Lin Shixin took great pains to correct them. , I also know that they are hopeless and will be eliminated early, but Lin Shixin is still very patient and guides by analogy.

It was getting late when the meeting was over, and Lin Shixin was arranging the manuscripts on the table and arranging them one by one by number.

Qi Feiran handed him a bottle of water: "Are you tired? Why bother, some of them don't have to participate in the competition."

Lin Shixin smiled: "Not necessarily, each taste is different, who knows which flavor the judges like?"

"I read other people's entries every day, have you finished writing your own?" Qi Feiran asked.

Lin Shixin took out two manuscripts from a pile of manuscripts: "Mine, I don't know which one to submit to, can you help me look at it first?"

Qi Feiran took it over: "I can't see anything, I'm not good enough."

Lin Shixin rolled his eyes: "Thinking too much, it's not for you to taste, but for you to learn."

Qi Feiran returns home at night, eats, takes a bath, changes clothes, then sits at the table and carefully reads two articles by Lin Shixin, one is a fantasy novel, telling the story of the hero going back to the past through a wormhole in order to save the tragedy The story of changing fate, the article is full of lines, the plot is ups and downs, and the final ending is amazing and unfinished, quite in the style of a Hitchcock movie.

The other is an argumentative essay, the subject of which is my opinion on the relationship between doctors and patients, which uses a large number of social news events as the basis for arguments, cites the advantages and disadvantages of foreign medical systems, combines the current situation in China, and makes a future vision. The part of the argument presented is majestic and progressive, which can be described as the voice of the soul.

The styles of the two articles were completely different, but they were both brilliant and full of ink. Lin Shixin asked Qi Feiran how he felt after reading it, and Qi Feiran answered honestly: "Both are good." Lin Shixin sneered.

"However, it is a competition after all, I think the fantasy novel is more eye-catching." Qi Feiran put forward his own suggestion.

"You're right, I think so too, but actually I prefer argumentative essays, and there are medical experts among the judges, I really want to read their comments." Lin Shixin said.

"Are you going to be a doctor in the future?" Qi Feiran asked.

"No, I'm just curious about this topic."

It can be said that the participation of the literary club is the most important thing for the young literary and artistic youths of Sakura Qing No. [-] Middle School every year. Almost every day, Lin Shixin buryes his head in the manuscript and draws circles with his pen.

Compared with Lin Shixin's busyness, Qi Feiran also has two crucial things to do. First, he needs to catch up with Lin Shixin in grades. This is not a task assigned to him by outsiders, but he himself must do it.

Love will make people as low as dust, Qi Feiran already saw Lin Shixin deep in his heart and felt that he had already buried half of his body in the ground, if his grades were not as good as the other party's, what would be the use of growing a tall man with a burst of force value? Could it be that if he can beat Lin Shixin, he will fall in love with him?

Qi Feiran, who is 21 years old and has never participated in extracurricular tutoring, hired a private tutor for himself to tutor Chinese.

The second thing is that he needs a legitimate and reasonable reason to follow Lin Shixin to Beijing to compete.

Although Qi Feiran had suppressed his desire to get closer to Lin Shixin infinitely, so as not to create opportunities to encounter him by chance, he still couldn't control himself and followed him silently. When he moved, he followed him.Now that there are no front and back seats, and they don't live in the same neighborhood, Qi Feiran can only secretly follow each other when class is over, and silently escort him to the bus when school is over, watching him and Shen Ying go home talking and laughing all the way.

Yes, since Shen Ying came back after being injured, Lin Shixin has been the flower protector. What happened in the corridor between the two of them that night was spread all over the sky. Lin Shixin had no choice but to say that he pursued Shen Ying. He, let alone deny it, and when she was in the most danger, it was Lin Shixin who protected her and even captured the bald pervert...

Qi Feiran sighed, not to mention that Shen Ying is a girl, even a boy, she should be tempted.

Butterfly CP has been out of food for too long, and all the CP fans in the post bar have run away. As the biggest fan of Butterfly CP, Qi Feiran must create an opportunity for the two of them to go to Beijing together.

January 1th is Qi Lianhuai's birthday. As early as a week ago, the news media reported the grand occasion of Qi's boss's birthday preparations. Hongda Group has always attracted the attention of outsiders. After all, it is a large multinational company with businesses all over the world. Pay attention to technological innovation, and dare to use high-tech technology that no one in the market dares to try to overcome each problem.

Three generations of the Qi family started with telecommunications technology, and they currently operate diversified businesses, including the largest retail chain groups in many markets, real estate development and infrastructure business in innovation parks, and the most technologically advanced telecommunications services.The internal executives of Hongda Group are big and small rich who resonate in the local area, and many of them are very rich. Whichever family member or popular star they bring to celebrate Qi Lianhuai's birthday every year, they can quickly occupy the headlines of the entertainment industry. This is the gossip news to judge which star is going to be on the top again, and who is behind it.

On the night of January 1rd, Qi Feiran, as the only certified heir of the Qi family, drove from Sakura City to his father's house in a low-key manner in a black Lincoln under the cover of night.

Not long after sitting in the car, Qi Feiran tore off the tie that the housekeeper had tied meticulously for him, and shaved his neatly combed hair into a bird's nest.A white pointed-collar shirt wrapped his tall figure, his muscles were tight, his gray tie was tilted aside, the top two buttons on his chest were lazily undone, and his bronze collarbone was clearly visible.The button on the black suit jacket is engraved with silver diamonds into the logo of Honda. The content of the logo is a bird holding a pearl surrounded by a circle of white diamonds. The same logo is also on the cuff buttons, which is Honda. The symbol of high status, buttons and cufflinks, shine brightly in the light.

"Old Yu, do I need to dress like this too?" Qi Feiran looked sullen, staring at the old housekeeper who was sitting next to the driver.

Old Yu chuckled: "Young master, you should still dress like this. Originally, the master was worried that you would not be able to eat well, sleep well, or suffer in Sakura City. Then you look at your tattered clothes...and how handsome you are dressed like this!"

Lao Yu changed his words halfway. The tattered sportswear he was talking about was actually the one Lin Shixin wore when he was lurking outside the toilet. Although he bought the clothes from the vegetable market, Lin Shixin After wearing it, it's... different, Qi Feiran washed it as his home clothes, and wore them at home every day. Originally, Lin Shixin was two sizes smaller than him, and he was even more stretched in this suit, like a beggar. .

After driving for three hours, we arrived at a large manor, the Rose Manor.The Rose Manor was a birthday gift from Qi's father to Qi's mother in the early years. It covers a total of 65 hectares, including 35 hectares of vineyards. Since the year before last, the grapes in the garden have been used to make good wine.Mother Qi loves roses the most. There are countless varieties of roses in the manor, and hundreds of employees are hired to cultivate roses every year.

In Qi Feiran's limited memory, even when his parents were not in the same frame, his father had been carefully managing the rose garden for many years after his mother died, and he always celebrated his birthday in the rose garden, playing the role of lover. no shame.

After getting off the car, Qi Feiran passed the round arched windows and carved stonework, entered the high foyer and the dark brown door, and came to the inner room, Qi Lianhuai's study.

Qi Lianhuai was narrating with the clan uncles and various executives when he saw his tall and big son enter the house, walked in front of him, blocked the light on the table, raised his head and smiled: "Here you are? Are you tired from the car?"

Qi Feiran replied that he was not tired, only to see the eyes of other people present gathered on him.

"Young Master Qi seems to have grown taller again, Zi Xiao and his father, it seems that there is no problem with his height surpassing Lao Qi." Mr. Li laughed.

"This height is enough. It's not easy to buy clothes after 1 meters," Qi Lianhuai said with a smile, and motioned for Qi Feiran to sit down. Qi Feiran chose the last seat to sit down.

"After returning from a foreign country, you don't go to university directly, but you have to take the college entrance examination. It's really courageous. How about it? The domestic college entrance examination can be skinned." Tang Shu asked.

"It's okay, I can keep up with my homework now." Qi Feiran said.

Qi Lianhuai slowly put on his glasses, and took out a piece of paper from a wooden box, "Look, this is his result of the last quarterly exam", he said, unfolding a piece of paper, and showing it to everyone present. Qi Feiran's scores in each subject, class and age ranking.

Qi Feiran was dumbfounded, and was speechless to his father. Is there such a thing as showing off a baby?

"Seventh in class, sixth in age, Young Master Qi is really amazing!"

"It turned out to be a top student. It's so unusual. It's very rare for a child from a family like ours to have such an achievement!"

Everyone flattered, Qi Lianhuai was full of complacency, but pretended to be modest: "Hey, don't praise him, if you don't praise him, you will go to heaven."

Qi Feiran was expressionless, thinking to himself, I think you are always going to heaven.

The next day, as the only son of the Qi family who kept his name anonymously, Qi Feiran avoided the flashlights of the media. He was eating in a quiet corner, watching his father who was chatting on the stage, as well as various executives and leaders, as well as face-to-face meetings. Uncles and aunts who are at odds.

Qi Feiran, who was entrusted with the burden of being an heir since he was a child, grew up. Like porcelain made with a lot of money, adults use a magnifying glass to inspect every part of his body, fearing that a certain part of him will grow crooked, or that he simply does not have that talent. .

Unwilling to admit defeat, Qi Feiran tried his best to make himself a qualified or even outstanding "finished product", but he was confused about whether to take on this burden, because he knew very early on that his father was not a nepotism. If the business empire cannot be inherited and carried forward, it can be handed over to more capable professional managers.He just doesn't allow himself to be underestimated because of his self-esteem.

In the morning, he kowtowed to his father and wished him a happy birthday. His father asked Qi Feiran which university he was planning to take. He hesitated. Before returning to China, he originally planned to go to the S University he liked and study the financial major he was interested in, but now he couldn’t make it clear. Tell me where you want to go in the future.

Because it depends on the will of the other person.

In the evening, his father's birthday party was over. After Qi Feiran said goodbye, he left the housekeeper and bodyguards aside and drove back slowly, thinking wildly in his mind. The store is near.

Qi Feiran stopped the car, sat in the car and turned off the ignition. From a distance, he saw Lin Shixin drumming a stove at the door of the small shop. The smoke filled the air, and he was working hard to create smog.

He was wearing a dirty white padded jacket and a woolen hat, holding a fire stick in his hand and poking it into the stove. Shen Ying was sitting on a small bench beside her, covering her mouth with her hand, coughing and saying, "You Can it be done? Can this sweet potato be roasted?"

Lin Shixin tapped on the stove with his stick: "If it weren't for the gust of wind just now, would the fire have been extinguished?" As he spoke, he poked the stove again, and a flame rose into the air.

"Mom!" Shen Ying screamed.

Qi Feiran jumped up on the seat in the car in shock, and was about to unbuckle his seat belt and rush out when Lin Shixin laughed, "I cooked the sweet potatoes before they're ripe! My hair is on fire!"