The husband and wife of a wealthy school

There are not many people in the studio of the Convention and Exhibition Center, but there are also quite a few. The front is basically people from the student union, and the back is the lively audience.

Zhao Yan found an inconspicuous seat in the corner and sat down. Although the seat was stepped, the back of the chair in the front row was high, and only his face was exposed. He pulled up the scarf to cover the lower half of his face.Everyone stared straight ahead at the stage, and no one noticed him.

At this time, a skit was being rehearsed on the stage. He didn't know the performer, and he found the content of the performance very boring, but everyone around him was amused and laughed.After sitting down for less than half an hour, he saw Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng wore the clothes he wore in the morning, an off-white down jacket and blue jeans, making him look tall and long-legged.Finally saw the front this time, Zhao Yan was a little unaccustomed to his good eyesight, from such a distance, he could even see that Yan Cheng's eyes and nose were a little red, as if he had caught a cold.

This young face and the face of a well-known entrepreneur on the financial channel 15 years later kept overlapping and separating in front of Zhao Yan's eyes.

Yan Cheng's eyes are very beautiful, with big eyes and double eyelids, long and curly eyelashes, and the tails of the eyes are raised. When he smiles, he is even more beautiful than the plum blossoms he saw just now, reminding him of the stars in the night sky in his hometown.

Zhao Yan looked at the stage under the lights, Yan Cheng came out from behind the scenes, smiled and said something to the audience, then sat down in front of the piano under the lights and began to play.

He closed his eyes and fluttered his fingers, and the sound of the piano flowed out like water.

Zhao Yan didn't know what the piece was called at first, but he didn't know it was Beethoven's "Moonlight" until many years later, by chance.

Amidst the watery sound of the piano, Zhao Yan fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair.

I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, the rehearsal was not over yet, and Yan Cheng could no longer be seen on the stage.

He got up and walked out, walked to the door, and ran into Yan Cheng and a few people behind him head-on.These people included the person who took the lead in beating him in the morning and the childhood sweetheart who went to the restaurant with Yan Cheng for dinner in the morning.

The guy who took the lead in beating him in the morning was tall and burly, and he was wearing a shit-yellow, shit-yellow suit. The color of the clothes made his face look like shit-yellow.It was a long time before Zhao Yan found out that this person was named Liu Guohua, who belonged to the sports department of the school's student union.

The scarf on his face slipped under his chin when he was sleeping just now, and when Zhao Yan came out, he didn't think of pulling the scarf up to cover his face, so he bumped into each other.

In the previous life, Zhao Yan did not come to the exhibition center this afternoon, nor did he meet Yan Cheng like this.

Zhao Yan lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, trying to pretend that he didn't see him and made a detour.When passing by Liu Guohua, he was suddenly pushed heavily, and Zhao Yan was pushed back several steps, his abdomen still hurting from the kick from this man.

Liu Guohua approached him, poking his shoulder with his fingers: "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Yan raised a finger and pointed to the studio, his voice could not hear the meaning of fear at all: "Watch the rehearsal."

"Didn't I tell you to stay away from Acheng? Do you not understand people's words or are you deliberately looking for a fight?" Liu Guohua said threateningly.

"I'm just watching the show." Zhao Yan turned his head to look at the distant sky, the sun had already started to set.

Liu Guohua: "Watching the show?! You are stupid to think of me as an old man. I think you clearly deserve a beating. In the morning, I was too merciful and lenient."

"Is he that Zhao Yan?" Yan Cheng's childhood sweetheart came over and pointed at Zhao Yan and asked.

Liu Guohua: "That's him."

As soon as the voice fell, the childhood sweetheart slapped Zhao Yan across the face, and cursed, "Shameless."

Zhao Yan's face was turned to one side, and a red mark of Wuzhishan immediately appeared on his fair face. From the angle of his face, he happened to see Yan Cheng's face.

Yan Cheng's face was indifferent and slightly impatient.

Zhao Yan turned his head and rubbed the side of his face that was beaten, looked up at Yan Cheng and said, "I wash dishes part-time in the Grand Hyatt Hotel, and last night I took the place of a waiter who was in a hurry to go to the bathroom to deliver food to the box. You, I haven't done anything else."

Yan Cheng didn't speak, his expression was unclear.

"I don't care because I don't care, but don't overdo it," Zhao Yan looked at Liu Guohua and continued, "Be careful, I will ask the police to sue you for defamation and personal injury."

"Are you going to sue me?! You poor guy who has eaten his last meal and never finished his meal, you have money..."

Yan Cheng glanced over with a displeased look, and stopped Liu Guohua's remaining words.

In fact, Yan Cheng didn't know what happened. Yesterday, someone got sponsorship for the New Year's Day performance, and a group of students from the student union went to the Grand Hyatt Hotel to celebrate.When the show was about to end, he burned himself inexplicably. The young master of the mayor's family had never experienced such a thing before, and he dropped his glass on the spot.Then I went back to my off-campus apartment and took a cold shower for half the night.

I woke up this morning with a cold, dizzy and sore, and came to the school rehearsal, only to realize that rumors about him and another person he didn't know were already flying all over the sky.

He is not sure if this is true, after all, he has been approached by many gays who have no vision.

Yan Cheng, who has been a popular figure in school since he was a child, is very used to rumors, so this matter did not attract much attention from him.

When he saw Zhao Yan just now, Yan Cheng was still a little dizzy. For a moment, he felt that this man's lips were beautiful.But it was only for a moment, and he was forgotten by him, so that even he himself didn't know that he had such feelings for a man.

Zhao Yan walked a long way, but Yan Cheng's face was still lingering in his mind, that slightly impatient and indifferent face.

He is a child who came out of the mountains in the northwest. He has studied well since he was a child. No matter how hard or poor his mother is, he is reluctant to let him do farm work. He only wants him to study hard, let alone beat him.

In his last life, he was too young and ignorant, and poverty limited his vision and imagination.

The Grand Hyatt Hotel is not far from T University, and students from T University often come here to have dinner or improve their lives.Zhao Yan washes dishes here, 20 yuan a day, 600 yuan a month, from 06:30 to [-]:[-], two and a half hours.

This is very easy for Zhao Yan. He used to wash dishes at home often, and he can stagger it with class time.But now it was winter, and even though there were special rubber waterproof gloves to wear and wash, it was still cold, and his little finger had already developed frostbite.

At 06:30, just at meal time, the Grand Hyatt Hotel ushered in its best business time of the day.When Zhao Yan arrived, there was already a pile of dishes that needed to be washed in the back kitchen.

He pulled on his apron and stood by the sink, putting on rubber gloves.First pour the leftovers on the plate into the swill bucket at the bottom, then soak the plate in the water with detergent and brush it again, and finally rinse it with clean water.

He had done this job for five years in his last life. Although he hadn't done it for ten years, Zhao Yan started to do it in a few minutes and found out the rhythm of washing dishes in his previous life.

"Xiaoyan, here we come!" The uncle who was cooking had just finished cooking a dish, and turned to greet Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan responded with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Guo."

Uncle Guo is the cooking chef here. He cooks well and is a very nice person. He helped Zhao Yan a lot in his last life. Zhao Yan has been very grateful to this person until after graduation.

Uncle Guo: "It would be nice for my boy to have half of you. He's very skinny. He looks like he's going to take the senior high school entrance examination. If he doesn't study hard, he eats, drinks and has fun all day long. It's useless to talk about it. My mother and I are worried because we are afraid that we will be worthless in the future. .”

Uncle Guo often mentioned his boy to Zhao Yan in his last life, but in his last life, Zhao Yan never thought of using the knowledge he had learned to repay him.

Zhao Yan paused while washing the dishes, turned to Uncle Guo and said, "Uncle Guo, why don't I give your kid extra lessons on weekends?"

Uncle Guo's eyes lit up: "Success, uncle will give you wages."

"You don't need to start wages. When the restaurant is not busy, you can teach me how to cook. Maybe one day, I don't have to wash the dishes anymore, and I can be a chef." Zhao Yan said with a smile.

He wants to help Uncle Guo on the one hand, on the other hand, as the saying goes, skills are not overwhelming, maybe he has really learned something, part-time chef is much better than part-time dishwashing.

Uncle Guo's eyes became brighter, and he was so excited that he almost poured the dishes that were about to be poured into the pot onto the fire: "Success, Uncle's cooking skills can be regarded as passed down from ancestors, the boy at home fainted when he entered the kitchen , at first glance, it is not material to do this, to be honest, uncle is short of an apprentice."

Uncle Guo's appearance, combined with the details of the two people's relationship in the previous life, in the blink of an eye, Zhao Yan understood.

In fact, Uncle Guo had long thought of accepting him as an apprentice, perhaps because he was a student of the famous T University Medical School in the country, and he was afraid that he would not like his skill, so he kept silent and waited for him. Open your mouth.In his last life, he made him wait for five years but nothing came.

After finishing work at nine o'clock, Zhao Yan's hands were red from the cold, and he regained some consciousness after roasting on Uncle Guo's cooking fire for a while.

It was very cold at night, and the temperature was at least seven or eight degrees lower than during the day, so Zhao Yan shrank his hands and walked out of the Grand Hyatt Hotel.As soon as he walked down the steps in front of the store, he heard Uncle Guo calling him behind him, Zhao Yan stopped and turned around, and someone stuffed something hot into his hand.

Uncle Guo showed a simple and honest smile: "The young man is just growing up, so eat while it's hot."

After Uncle Guo left, Zhao Yan raised his hand and saw a chicken leg that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside in the fresh-keeping bag in his hand.

When I got back to the dormitory, before 09:30, my brothers were all there.Liu Li woke up and was playing games again, Chen Xiangdong was sitting on the bed reading a book, Jiang Hai didn't know what he was doing.

"Zhao Yan, let me tell you, you have to be careful when you go out in the future. I overheard a group of girls in the cafeteria today saying they want to clean you up. You know, all the girls in the school are fans of Yancheng. I heard that many girls Teachers are fans of him."

When Jiang Hai said these words, it was as if he had been holding back for a long time and had nowhere to say it. He finally waited until Zhao Yan came back, and then vented out immediately.

No matter how you say it, people have good intentions, Zhao Yan said: "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention."

Jiang Hai's desire to speak was successfully mobilized by this "thank you": "If one of our teachers is a fan of Yan Cheng, and she deliberately refuses you to pass the exam, what should I do if she fails you? I heard that if you fail a class, you will stay. If you write down the record, it will affect your job hunting after graduation.”

Zhao Yan, who originally wanted to read books in the dormitory, decided to take the books to the study room of the library.

There are five large study rooms on the fourth floor of the library, which will be lit all night, providing study places for nerds who read late at night or night owls who have enough sleep during the day and can’t sleep at night.

Jiang Hai is still going on, he doesn't need other people's response at all: "...You said that you did this, and you lost a lot of money. You didn't even touch Yan Cheng's hair, and you made your whole body smelly."

Before Zhao Yan left, he only said to others: "I'm going to the library."

Liu Li, who had been concentrating on playing the game, suddenly said, "Zhao Yan, did it rain when you came back just now?"

Zhao Yan: "No."

"Then you take an umbrella, my partner in the game said it will rain tonight, this buddy is amazing."

Zhao Yan took out the umbrella from the drawer under the closet and put it in the bag.

Generally, the study rooms in the library will be overcrowded only when the exam is about to take place, and there are usually not too many people.

Zhao Yan chose the study room with the fewest people to go in and read. He wanted to get a scholarship, which was much more cost-effective than working part-time.He read the book at this time with the brain circuit and IQ of 33 years old, and there may be reasons why he had studied it systematically. He felt that it was too simple.

Zhao Yan was very absorbed in watching, and at some point there was a person sitting in front of him, and that person began to cough intermittently.His concentration was interrupted again and again until he couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to change to a quieter study room.

He raised his head and saw the person in front of him, with off-white down jacket and black shiny soft hair, he recognized it at a glance, it was Yan Cheng.