It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

He turned his head little by little, and a shiny head appeared on the partition of the next cubicle at some point, and the smiling face of head teacher Yu Shan hung on the partition like a dried orange peel, Then reach out:

"Mobile phone, here."

Feng Quan immediately hung up, and smiled at the head teacher:

"Teacher, you are accommodating, the parents are calling me..."

"Which parent calls to tell you that you should fall in love early when you are adolescence? You tell me, and I will talk to him."

Feng Quan grimaced, "That's unnecessary..."

"I think it's necessary." Yu Shan said. "What did you say at the beginning of the third year of high school? You can bring your mobile phone. Our school is not so unreasonable, but it is only used to notify the family of any emergencies. It is agreed that before entering the teaching building, those who bring mobile phones should hand them over to my office. Li, I’ll take it when I get home. My office is on the first floor, what a way, you don’t stop by, you have to run to the toilet to make a phone call. Is this place more fragrant than my office?”

Feng Quan said with a sneer: "Then... Shall I go to your place to get my phone on Friday?"

"No need." Yu Shan reached out and took the cell phone from Feng Quan's hand, "Come to my office some time, and make another call. Let your parents pick you up on Friday afternoon, and get your cell phone by the way."

Feng Quan looked at his concubine as if mourning: "...Okay."

After school on Friday afternoon, Feng Quan came to the door of the office with his schoolbag on his back, looking out the window like a watchman, waiting for Yin Cong to arrive.

Yin Lai came very fast, and Feng Quan soon saw his figure outside the crowd at the door.It's just that Yin Cong didn't know what plan he had, he didn't come in immediately, but stood outside for half an hour, until the gate was empty, and he walked in through the gate calmly like a stroll.

Feng Quan immediately waved to him.

When Yin Cong arrived in front of Feng Quan, he pulled Yin and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come in, what were you waiting for just now?"

Yin Cong glanced at him, "There are too many people, crowded."

"...All right." Feng Quan raised his hand and rubbed the top of Yin Cong's head. "Help me get my phone back. You also know that my head teacher is not usually good at nagging. Thank you for your hard work!"

Yin Cong patted Feng Quan's hand, raised his hand to straighten his hair, and said:

"There is a saying on the Internet that says..."

Feng Quan raised his hand again to mess up Yin Cong's hair, "What?"

Yin Cong brewed his emotions, then turned his head and said to Feng Quan solemnly: "I really owe you."

Feng Quan stared at Yin Cong for a few seconds: "...I want to kiss you."

Yin Cong glared: "Don't talk nonsense. Wait here."

Yu Shan's fighting power was as strong as ever, and Feng Quan waited for another half an hour before Yin Cong finally got his phone back and was able to see the light of day again.

As soon as Yin Cong came out, Feng Quan immediately stepped forward and said courteously, "Thanks for your hard work! I'll cook noodles for you when I get back."

Yin Cong frowned slightly when he came out, and turned to look at Feng Quan when he heard the words.

Feng Quan didn't know why, "...What's the matter? Don't want to eat? Then I'll take you to a restaurant?"

Yin Cong shook his head lightly, but left without looking at Feng Quan again.Feng Quan stood there in a daze, and after a while he responded, striding to follow.

"Did Yu Shan talk too much and annoy you?"

"Your phone." Yin Cong handed over Feng Quan's phone.

Feng Quan took it, opened it to check the news, followed Yin Cong to the outside, and said:

"How is Song Houmeng's situation? Have you discovered anything new?"

Yin Cong: "It's the same as before. The family and the company are on the same line, and I haven't been suddenly frightened in the past few days. Only one point."

"what?"

"I was skeptical last time. I learned about most of the occupations from the Internet. Employees of real estate companies like Song Houmeng are veteran employees who have been working hard for ten years. Could it be that Star City Group didn't give them money?" Song Hou dreamed of a house in Xingyue City, but let him continue to live in that old residential area?"

Feng Quan grasped one point very keenly, "The 'two points and one line' you mentioned, could it be that the 'home' here is not the one we went to last time, but the star that the Star City Group gave to Song Houmeng?" The real estate in Yuecheng?"

Yin Congdao: "That's right. And during this week, Song Houmeng still went to the old residential area alone once. So my doubt is, why did Song Houmeng go alone to an empty house that is no longer live in?"

Feng Quan opened the car door, waited for Yin Cong to enter, walked around to the other side and sat in.Added:

"Besides, Song Houmeng is not a very wealthy person. It makes no sense to leave the old house like that, and never sell it."

Yin Cong responded, "Yes."

Feng Quan thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Honey, can we drive faster?"

Yin Cong kept driving at a speed that could be overtaken by any car on the road, and said lightly: "Safety first."

Feng Quan was helpless, "Okay." After a while, he felt something was wrong again, "There is something wrong with you today, I called you 'dear', and you didn't even mention me?"

Yin Cong seemed to be driving seriously and didn't pay attention to what Feng Quan said.

Feng Quan looked down at his body and said, "Also, you didn't remind me to wear a seat belt today."

The car stopped abruptly.

Yin never cared that the car behind kept honking its horn, leaned over Feng Quan, took one of the seat belts, and buckled Feng Quan on the seat.The faint scent of agarwood wafted to the tip of the nose, and then Feng Quan's cool nose lightly passed over Yin Cong's side face.

Yin Cong paused.

After a while, he got up and turned on the air conditioner in the car.

I don't know why the car suddenly became a little silent. It wasn't until about to reach the destination that Feng Quan suddenly said:

"Don't stop, keep going. Go to the clothing store. There will be an auction tonight. It's called 'Mountain Banquet'."

Yin Cong frowned slightly, then turned to look at Feng Quan.

Feng Quan spread his hands innocently, "I saw the news just now, Rong Guoqing added me from somewhere, and sent a message to remind me not to forget to go. I didn't want to go, but I thought about it, anyway, it's just a few hours , Think of it as coming out for a date."

Yin Cong's voice was a little cold, "A date?"

Feng Quan smiled: "Yes."

The "Mountain Banquet" auction was held in Nancheng, a second-tier city this time.

Feng Quan had heard about this auction before, and the auction named "Mountain Banquet" actually tacitly agreed that only celestial masters could participate.But despite this, there are still many ordinary people who want to get the chance to enter the "Mountain Banquet".Because most of the objects circulated among the celestial masters have the power to prolong life.This attracts many rich and powerful people to flock to it.

However, these flocking people probably don't know the admission tickets they are asking for, and they are almost about to throw away two tickets.The reason why it was not thrown away was because its owner temporarily used it as a dating place.

Feng Quan directly bought ready-to-wear, which was a Tang suit with a black background and gold trim, and wrapped Yin Cong in a light blue robe.Back in the car, he handed the robe to Yin Cong, expecting:

"Try it instead."

Yin Cong frowned.

Feng Quan understood in seconds: "Although it hasn't been washed, it has just been ironed in the store. You just let it go, if you can't do it, just put it on outside."

Yin Cong reluctantly changed into it.After changing it, I turned around and said in surprise, "What are you doing?!"

Feng Quan got to the back seat and was taking off his clothes.With only one piece of underwear left, she couldn't help shivering, "Hiss, it's really cold."

Yin Cong turned his head immediately, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and said:

"... shameless."

Feng Quan replied to him: "Old old man! I changed it, you can read it."

Yin Cong turned his head, facing the smooth and muscular abdomen that was close at hand, then turned back immediately, and said angrily: "Feng Quan!"

Feng Quan puffed out his belly, showing off his abs very generously like Yin Cong, "Do you want to touch it?"

Yin Cong's tone has obviously become gritted: "No, use it!"

Feng Quan smacked his lips in pity, "All right."

He went back to get dressed honestly, and clicked on a page on his phone called "Three Most Hormonal Moments of Boyfriends: First, Show Abs".

The "Mountain Banquet" auction started at [-]:[-] pm.

After buying food on the street, the two drove to the vicinity of the auction site.

This is a large venue with a retro shape, which was specially built for this auction half a year ago with funding from the Celestial Masters.It is said that the contractor is still Star City Group.

Feng Quan then sensed that a little connection was coming.

Because not far from the auction site, he heard the guitar sound he had heard before again.

"When it's you goodbye,"

"Looking back is tomorrow."

"The wind is still in my ears,"

"The distance becomes nostalgia."

Feng Quan slightly opened the car window, looked at Yin Cong, and asked, "Go out and have a look?"

Yin Cong shook his head, "No need."

Feng Quan didn't ask the reason, but just listened quietly in the car.At the same time, he observed the boy sitting a little far away.

He still has fiery red hairstyle, his clothes and guitar are from last time, and there is that holed peaked cap in front of him.Knock it upside down on the ground as a bowl.

This time there was not even a bottle of water nearby, Feng Quan guessed that he was the only one who gave a coin last time, and the price of mineral water has increased now, and it will sell for two yuan a bottle.

Feng Quan felt that this young man had a bursting but not very real power and characteristic.

But in fact he stayed there, in that corner, quietly playing the guitar.He walked all the way on foot with his luggage on his back, and he may have to go to the next place next.There seems to be a troubadour-like, melancholic, free and easy, unrestrained temperament.

Without water to moisten his throat, his playing and singing ended a little early.But the coins I got this time are enough to drink water next time.

He packed up a few things, carried them all on his back, and then turned and walked to the next place—maybe there was no destination, but he just walked as far as he could get his feet, and then he could take out his guitar and sit down.