Don't fall in love with the professor

Turning the page on the topic of searching for now, Jiang Xiaocheng raised his head and asked again: "Are you busy at work recently?"

He mentioned this because Zhong Kexing always came home very late these days, went into the study after taking a shower, and even sat on the bed before going to bed, and had to turn on the computer.

Zhong Kexing said: "I am applying for a project, and there are a lot of materials to sort out. In half a month, it will be the exam week, and I will have more time."

After a pause, he said, "Shall we go to the movies this weekend?"

Couples should often do recreational activities together, so as to maintain the stability of the relationship, as the book says.

But Jiang Xiaocheng said: "No, you are so busy, you should take a good rest on the weekend, besides, Keyan is also here, how can you leave him at home alone?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhong Kexing remembered something and asked, "Did he say how the job search was going?"

Of course Jiang Xiaocheng would not tell him those childish words, he just said: "I am looking for it. He is in such a good university, so it should be easy to find a job."

Zhong Kexing took a deep look at him.

"Did he say he was looking for an easy, high-paying position?"

The original words are not like this, but the meaning is almost the same. It really is a feeling that blood is thicker than water, so I can guess it so accurately.

On the second night, Zhong Kexing came back earlier than usual. After dinner, he called Zhong Keyan into the study.

Jiang Xiaocheng guessed it was because of work. Sure enough, half an hour later, the door of the study was opened, and Zhong Keyan stood there listlessly, looking like a dehydrated puppy in the scorching sun.

With a long sigh, as if he couldn't finish expressing his sorrow, he returned to the room lonely.

A few minutes later, Zhong Kexing also came out, walked into the kitchen, and rolled up his sleeves.

Jiang Xiaocheng glanced at the direction of the guest room, and asked, "Why is Keyan looking downcast?"

Zhong Kexing took the plate in his hand, skillfully put it under the running water to wash it, and said, "Discussed the future career plan with him."

The word "discussion" was used too euphemistically. In the study, Zhong Kexing turned into a teacher in the employment office, carefully interrogating many things.

For example, the shortcomings and advantages of oneself, the ideal job position and salary, the career direction and goals within five years, and the alternatives in case of a sudden crisis in the career... One question after another, knocked Zhong Keyan out of his eyes. Take gold stars.

But it's not completely ineffective.

This afternoon, Zhong Keyan ran back from the outside excitedly, threw his backpack on the sofa, and said happily: "Brother sister! I've decided what to do! I can definitely do it well, and I like it too!"

Jiang Xiaocheng was affected by his emotions and also felt happy, so he didn't forget to ask: "Have you found your ideal job? What's going on?"

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he picked up the kettle on the tea table and poured water for him.

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

Zhong Keyan took the cup and gulped it down.

"I'm not looking for a job, I want to start a business."

"I came out of the exhibition hall today and saw a few girls in Hanfu on the square, and some photographers were taking pictures of them."

"I've heard of this profession before. It's called appointment shooting. It means that the photographer agrees with the customer on the time, place and theme of photography, and it also includes post-retouching."

"I thought about it, and it's not impossible to do the work of writing code, but I always feel bored, typing on the keyboard every day, as if exchanging time for money."

"Photography is different. I like it very much, and my skills are not bad."

"It's also about making money, why not choose what you like?"

When Jiang Xiaocheng started to listen, he still felt that this impulsive decision was not reliable. He wanted to say something a few times, but he opened his mouth, but he still didn't interrupt.

A certain sentence in the back suddenly moved him and made him empathize.

After thinking for a while, he said: "This idea is very good, but I always feel that there are still many things worth discussing. I don't know what your brother thinks."

One sentence successfully made Zhong Keyan lose face.

Sitting slumped on the sofa, he said dejectedly, "Why didn't I expect that not only my brother, but also my father and mother would probably not agree."

Jiang Xiaocheng sat down beside him and said: "They don't approve, maybe they are worried that you will not do well. If you are fully prepared and show your determination to them, you may get support and encouragement. And I think, you You really need to think about what to do.”

Zhong Keyan thought for a while, then suddenly jumped up from the sofa.

"Sister-in-law, can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?"

"Can you help me ask my brother what he thinks about the profession of photographer? This way I can have a clear idea in my heart, and it can be regarded as a vaccination for him in advance."

Seeing Jiang Xiaocheng's hesitation, he said: "At home, my brother must listen to you the most, sister-in-law, please help me."

Entrusted by others, loyal to others.

But getting straight to the point is definitely not good.

So during the night chat, Jiang Xiaocheng first asked: "Ke Xing, did you choose this major because you liked it?"

The topic of their chat recently has always revolved around "work", which made Zhong Kexing very puzzled, but he still said honestly: "When choosing a major, I like it."

I like it, but not to the point of being enthusiastic about it.

"Among the several courses I took in high school, on the whole, I was more interested in biology. When I went to university, the more I studied, the more I liked it, so I chose to study for a doctorate."

This kind of feeling is like getting married first and then falling in love, which is more or less a coincidence.

But in this life, it is very lucky to be able to work in a job that you like. From the usual bits and pieces, Jiang Xiaocheng can feel that Zhong Kexing loves his job very much.

Zhong Kexing asked: "What about you? Do you like your current job?"

Jiang Xiaocheng rested his head on his arms and looked at the ceiling. After thinking for a while, he said: "I like the major of advertising. When I was young, I loved watching TV. I love watching TV. It's not that I like watching movies and serials. Loved seeing the ads in it. I still remember a candy ad, and when you opened the wrapper, the whole world turned into a fairytale world—”

"Did that girl eat several pills in a row?"

"You saw that ad too?"

Jiang Xiaocheng's eyes lit up, joyful because they had a common memory.

Continued: "At that time, I didn't understand why I loved watching commercials so much. Later, I thought that I was attracted by the creativity in it. The creativity is really attractive. I deduce the creativity in my mind into a frame-by-frame picture, so that more It’s very rewarding to see.”

Having said that, he paused for a while, and his tone darkened.

"When I graduated, I was looking for a job in the creative department, but at that time the company's customer department was short of people, so I was transferred the next day after work. I thought I could go back, but I never got such an opportunity. I What I’m doing now, although it’s also related to advertising, is still different.”

Zhong Kexing caressed his hair, frowning slightly, and said, "Have you considered mentioning it to the leader? Or change the company?"

Jiang Xiaocheng said in embarrassment: "There are a lot of employees in the creative department in the company, and it will definitely not be easy to transfer back. Besides, I am a small employee, how can I ask for it?"

As for changing a company, he never even thought about it.

Suddenly remembering that this is not the point to talk about today, Jiang Xiaocheng hurriedly brought the topic back on track.

"What do you think of the profession of photographer?"

Zhong Kexing was taken aback for a moment, and asked back, "Do you want to change your career to be a photographer?"

"It's not me, it's my...a friend who wants to be a photographer and wants to ask for my opinion."

Zhong Kexing really thought about it for a while, and then slowly said: "I don't know much about this industry—is the work your classmate did before related to photography?"

Jiang Xiaocheng hesitated and said, "Not really relevant. Photography is his hobby—he doesn't like his current job very much, so he wanted to change it."

"Every industry has strong professionalism. If photography is just your friend's hobby, if he wants to compete with professionals, he may need to have other advantages."

One sentence hit the sore spot, and Jiang Xiaocheng couldn't help but worry about Zhong Keyan.

When he was worried, sorrow would appear on his face unconsciously. Zhong Kexing couldn't see him like this, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "Isn't your friend still thinking about it? You only give him suggestions, such an important matter, It’s up to him to make his own decision.”

He lowered his head and kissed Jiang Xiaocheng's eyebrows.

Suddenly, it felt as if it wasn't enough, and the thin kisses fell continuously.

Jiang Xiaocheng was very conflicted. On the one hand, he was still thinking about how to intercede with Zhong Keyan. On the other hand, he was very unwilling to spoil such a beautiful atmosphere.

The hand on the shoulder exerted a little force and gently pushed it outward.

Zhong Kexing raised his head and signaled "what's the matter" with his eyes, and the gentle care in it made people indulge in it uncontrollably.

For a moment, Jiang Xiaocheng felt that no matter what important matters, they could be left behind at this moment.

He wrapped his arms around the neck of the person on his body, lifted his body with strength, and kissed the warm lips actively.

The author has something to say: Poor Zhong Keyan, still lying on the bed, holding a mobile phone, eagerly waiting for news.

The company has a blood test on Wednesday, I have to prepare, the next chapter will be posted on Tuesday night~