Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

That night, the two chatted.

"I'll be back in about a week."

Yang Lingyue patted Zeng Li who was leaning on him and said.

"Will we always be together?" Zeng Li suddenly asked.

Yang Lingyue paused with his hands, turned his neck, looked at Zeng Li with a somewhat sentimental look and said:

"Yes, I know I am not a qualified boyfriend or partner, but when I am with you, I am sincere."

"I know, I can feel it." Zeng Li said softly.

"Then what's wrong with you? You're not thinking of breaking up with me, are you?" Yang Lingyue asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Bite you to death."

Zeng Li bit Yang Lingyue's shoulder.

"You have to treat me better in the future than you do now, do you hear me?"

Zeng Li raised her head, sat up, looked at her boyfriend with disdain and said.

"Thank you, Riko."

Yang Lingyue said guiltily.

"Hmm~"

Zeng Li lifted it up, then sat down again, and said lightly:

"I won't go to the airport to see you off tomorrow. Come back early."

"good."

Yang Lingyue also sat up.

"Lie down and sleep."

Zeng Li said very dissatisfiedly.

the next day

Yu Li looked through the airplane window and saw the dark foothills below coming into view. There were occasionally buildings with blue or red steel tile roofs scattered among them.

"We're here."

"The weather is surprisingly good."

Yang Lingyue followed Yu Li's gaze and said.

"yes."

Yu Li turned around and looked at Yang Lingyue with a pouty smile.

She often does this along the way, and anyone who sees it will know that this beautiful young woman is in a good mood.

And smiles are contagious. Yang Lingyue felt that his bones were a little lighter.

Half an hour later, just after picking up the luggage from the conveyor belt, Yang Lingyue's phone rang. He picked up the phone and hung up after saying a few words and said to Li:

"My dad is here to pick me up."

"Ah? Then you go first."

Yu Li was obviously taken aback, then said with a smile.

"No, let's send you back first and ask the housekeeper to clean up the house. Don't do it yourself." Yang Lingyue shook his head and warned.

"Well, it's up to you."

Yu Li nodded.

After walking out of the terminal, Yu Li slowed down a little, and took another step to close the distance between her and Yang Lingyue.

"dad."

"Hello, uncle."

"Hey, get in the car quickly."

Yang Wenchang responded to his son and then noticed Yu Li behind him. Didn't he call him "Brother Yang" last time?

"Son, why didn't you tell me why I came to pick you up?" Yang Wenchang said with a smile after getting in the car.

"You don't have to ask, you're here too." Yang Lingyue replied helplessly, then looked at Yu Li and said:

"You saw Mr. Yu when he was going through the company procedures before. Now he is in charge of the company's operations."

"That's it, that's good. Please excuse me." Yang Wenchang glanced at Yu Li, who looked a little reserved in the rearview mirror and said.

"No, no, Yang Lingyue has always taken care of me." Yu Li waved her hand and said.

Then Yang Wenchang glanced at his son.

"Take Taiyu Road and go to Xuefu Street to see Teacher Yu off first."

With the tacit understanding between father and son, Yang Lingyue naturally understood what Yang Wenchang meant.

A meal is nothing, but their son has just come back. Naturally, the couple has too much to say and too many questions to ask. Even if they usually have a lot of phone calls, it is always inconvenient to have an outsider present. .

"How about that? Let's go home and have a light meal together. Ling Yue's mother has already prepared it." Yang Wenchang said.

"Thank you, uncle, no, I have something else to do." Yu Li said quickly.

"Just leave it like that."

Seeing that his father still wanted to be polite, Yang Lingyue spoke up.

I sent Yu Li off and was on my way home.

"Have you found a girlfriend yet?"

"Found it."

"Uh, didn't I say last time...where's the girl?"

Yang Wenchang almost didn't react and just asked casually.

"People from Hubei, the phone said you can't see the photos." Yang Lingyue said matter-of-factly.

"Hey, kid, can't you send a MMS? Maybe you're afraid that your mother will be verbose." Yang Wenchang could see through his son's thoughts at a glance.

"Dad, that's not what I said." Yang Lingyue said with a smile.

While the father and son were joking, the Passat drove into the community.

The security guard opened the window and greeted Yang Wenchang very kindly, as did many neighbors in the community.

Arriving downstairs, Yang Lingyue got out of the car, stretched, smiled and sighed:

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Yang is so popular."

"It's not your turn to beat me." Yang Wenchang scolded with a smile.

"hey-hey."

Yang Lingyue laughed heartily.

Only in front of his parents is he a real child.

"Ling Yue is back?"

Aunt Zhang, who lives downstairs in their house, asked enthusiastically after coming out of the unit door.

"Yes, Aunt Zhang, come out." Yang Lingyue greeted politely.

"Hey, let's go to your supermarket to buy something. If you have nothing to do, come and sit at home. Cuicui was still talking about you that day." Aunt Zhang obviously didn't want to leave immediately, so they started chatting after standing in the trunk.

Yang Lingyue suddenly got goosebumps. Her Cuicui family weighs more than 200 pounds. She has been unemployed at home for two years after graduating from high school. She is usually quite domineering because her father is a leader in the heating system.

"Yeah, Aunt Zhang, let's go up first."

Yang Lingyue quickly closed the trunk and followed Yang Wenchang with the suitcase.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Really." Aunt Zhang muttered, twisting her fat waist and leaving.

"Dad, have you ever thought about moving?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Why move? You've lived here for more than 20 years. I think you're getting cocky." Yang Wenchang said with a sidelong glance at his son.

"Okay, just let me and my mom know."

"Don't worry so much, kid. This is human nature. Most people care about their own lives. Occasionally, some gossip is nothing big." Yang Wenchang said earnestly.

Yang Lingyue had no choice but to nod and give his father a thumbs up.

After entering the house, Liu Qingna, who was wearing an apron, grabbed her son's arm and looked him up and down. After not seeing him for half a year, he looked stronger and more mature.

Yang Lingyue also looked at his mother. She knew how to dress up and was in a better mental state, as if the country was climbing upward and thriving.

After all, her husband is obedient, her son is ambitious, and her career is flourishing.

After that, there was another round of questioning, and Yang Lingyue patiently answered them one by one, even if they were questions she had already asked on the phone.

"What? Going abroad? Or on New Year's Eve?"

When Yang Lingyue showed off the trophy and said that he might go to Berlin to win another award, Liu Qingna could not sit still.

They had expected this to happen, so they brought back the two trophies. The parents' focus was still on the issue of their son not being able to spend the New Year at home.