knowing advisor

Since then, the work has not been very smooth, and there have not been too many ups and downs.

Narrow misses are part of knowing the job, the lucky part.

During lunch break, Mingzhi walked across the airport with Fred to buy lunch.

In the airport at this time, transparent glass doors and windows are used as a medium, connecting the inside and the outside, and the distance of light is very short.

It is like a magical existence, with deep or shallow emotions, more or less, always easily perceived, subtly fulfilling each other without barriers.

Before the departure area, when passing by a couple hugging and kissing goodbye, Fred automatically turned on the mode of not being able to eat grapes and talking about sour grapes, and he became envious and jealous with all his teeth and claws.

"Vulgar, so vulgar!"

Knowing that he was helpless, he said to him: "Mr. Fred, the couple is breaking up, please have a little empathy."

Fred didn't seem to hear, turned his face, walked a few steps, and suddenly hugged his arms pitifully, and turned his attitude 180 degrees.

"Damn it, people also want to kiss my dear goodbye!"

Hearing this, he was stunned for a few seconds.

Afterwards, he said, "Then you still talk about other people's customs."

As soon as the words fell, Fred, who had been single for many years, immediately assumed the posture of a love master, and became impassioned: "In the face of love, who can be immune!"

Knowing that he didn't pick it up, he smiled and shook his head.

***

After get off work, knowingly changed back into his own clothes, and left the airport with the exhaustion caused by work and the expectation of vacation.

He didn't go home directly, but got into a taxi to go to his friend Chen Jin's appointment.

Ming Zhi and Chen Jin are good friends since childhood.

Speaking of which, knowing that he is relatively quiet, he can be considered calm; while Chen Jin, as his name suggests, is a fire that never stops burning himself out.The two people have very different personalities, and their hobbies are irrelevant. It is rare to be friends for many years.

In fact, Mingzhi and Chen Jin didn't hit it off very well at first.

The same table in elementary school, randomly arranged, every movement and silence, there is no tacit understanding at all.

The friendship between Mingzhi and Chen Jin began with an embarrassing incident of Mingzhi.

He accidentally smashed his head at home and had to get several stitches. He was also forced to wear a medical mesh headgear, standing in the crowd, conspicuous.

On the day of going back to school, Mingzhi happened to be wearing a bright yellow sweater, causing Chen Jin to laugh all day beside him, saying that he looked like a grapefruit.

At that time, Mingzhi thought to himself, Chen Jin really talked too much.

The next day, when Chen Jin appeared, he was wearing a fiery red camouflage uniform, and his chubby head was covered with a mesh hood of Mingzhi style.

However, Mingzhi soon discovered that there was no wound on Chen Jin's head.

I saw Chen Jin approaching with his schoolbag on his back, before he knew what to say, he spoke first.

"It's agreed, I'll be an apple, you'll be a grapefruit, don't trade them!"

Knowing that he silently took back the words he was going to ask him, he thought that Chen Jin didn't look like an apple, but a dragon fruit.

Later, knowing it, I found out that Chen Jin went to buy a lot of apples from the aunt in the fruit shop after school the day before, and specially picked the ones covered with fruit nets, and bought the largest ones.

After that, Chen Jin accompanied Mingzhi to wear a mesh headgear for a week, and Mingzhi also ate apples for a whole week.

***

Knowing that when he arrived, Chen Jin had already been waiting for a while.

This is a traditional and stubborn old-fashioned restaurant. Regardless of the weather outside, the indoor temperature is always constant at 25 degrees.A fixed table for two, a white tablecloth without any creases, a red rose in a glass bottle, and a gramophone that has never been turned on quietly in the corner.

This is Mingzhi's initial memory of this restaurant, and it hasn't changed much until now.

Chen Jin sat by the window for thousands of years, and put the water glass on the left as always, within reach.

He's wearing a bomber jacket today, and the leather hem is wrinkled by him, but he never minds that.

Chen Jin said that it was He Qian who cared about the details; but he only cared about He Qian.

The restaurant has just opened, there are not many people in the room, and the footsteps can be heard clearly.

Chen Jin turned his face, and when he saw Mingzhi, he opened his mouth and said "God".

"My sanitation soldier, why have you been tortured like this?!"

Sanitation warrior——is the appropriate definition given by Chen Jin based on his knowledge of leaving early and returning late, and having completely irregular working hours, combined with his preference for the morning shift.

And Chen Jin, as a representative of fairness and nonsense, defines himself as a night walker.

Mingzhi pulled out the chair and sat opposite Chen Jin.

He poured himself a glass of water and explained: "If you work five morning shifts in a row, you won't look very good. It's not like you, who open a bar so freely."

"Tsk tsk," Chen Jin shook his head, propped his elbows on the table, and said speechlessly, "You say you have nothing to do, and you are obviously a charterer with your legs crossed waiting to collect money, and you make yourself so tired every day."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "No matter how bad it is, if the great artist Shi Shilang sells just one painting, it will be enough to feed your family for several years."

Knowing that he opened the menu, he tapped on the table with his fingers and said without looking up: "Mr. Chen, please stop your remarks about getting something for nothing."

Chen Jin shrugged silently, and also flipped through the menu.

Knowing that he turned a few pages without paying attention, he suddenly stopped.

"Today, I met a consultant."

At this time, Chen Jin's thoughts were all on what to order, and he didn't care about what he knew, and asked with lowered eyes: "Consultant? Which consultant? The legal consultant from last time?"

"No."

Mingzhi shook his head, then said, "It's the consultant from our middle school."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Jin's attention immediately shifted from the menu card to Mingzhi's face.

Knowing that he was a little confused, he reminded again: "Middle school classmate, advisor."

After his reminder, Chen Jin remembered it, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it is the consultant who is connected with you!"

Mingzhi: "..."

"Speak well, what does it mean to be connected with me? All these years of learning Chinese are in vain."

Chen Jin waved his hands indifferently: "They're all about the same."

Immediately reacted: "Did you meet him at the airport?"

"Hmm." Mingzhi nodded.

Chen Jin rubbed his chin, and murmured seriously: "It's really fate, after so many years, I know that I'm with the consultant again."

Mingzhi: "..."

"Chen, Huo, Jin, please watch your words."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them stayed for a few seconds, feeling that the words were familiar for no reason.After thinking about it, they laughed out loud in unison.

***

On the first day of school, the teaching building was full of boiling water.

"Knowingly!"

Standing outside the classroom door, Chen Jin pulled Mingzhi over.

He pointed to the schedule and said excitedly: "Look, there is a consultant here, who is connected with you, that is, the consultant who knows!"

Mingzhi glanced at the name on the class list, and corrected him calmly: "Asking knowingly, it was a deliberate 'so', not this 'Gu'."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Chen Jin said indifferently.

"Writing wrong characters in the exam will have something to do with it," he said, putting his hands on Chen Jin's shoulders, and sincerely persuaded him, "Be less talkative and more literate..."

Chen Jin didn't listen at all, and continued on his own: "Hey, tell me, what do the family members of this consultant think? Why did they give him such a name? Could it be to save trouble and make it easy to remember?"

Knowing that there was nothing to say, he withdrew his hand.

"Chen Huojin, watch your words."

Chen Jin couldn't stop talking once he started talking, he poked Mingzhi's elbow with a smile: "Mingzhi, you said, what does this consultant look like?"

No one paid him any attention, and he could continue talking.

"Could he be a man with gold-rimmed glasses who is nearsighted at [-] degrees? He looks serious, especially like a financial consultant..."

Seeing that Chen Jin was getting more and more outrageous, he knew that he couldn't help but want to interrupt him.Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"Sorry, I'm not nearsighted."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jin fell silent and stopped his nonsense.

Too bad, I was heard by the Lord.

The two looked at each other silently, then turned around.

There was only a tall boy standing in front of him, dressed in an ordinary school uniform, he was relaxed and composed, his eyes were indifferent and pure, and he did not avoid him when he looked at people.

He tilted his head slightly, and after thinking seriously for two or three seconds, he vindicated himself with a smile: "It should be, and I'm not serious."

Knowing how long he stood behind, and how much he heard, he could only smile at him embarrassedly, and explained with a guilty conscience: "Sorry, my friend, he is poor-mouthed, and he didn't mean anything malicious. "

The consultant looked at Mingzhi decently, and nodded slightly.

Afterwards, he stretched out a hand and took the initiative to greet Mingzhi.

"Hi, I'm a consultant."

Knowing that he didn't think too much, he gently held the hand.

"Hello, I know."