Intercepting the Boyfriend When he Was Young

When the four people were discussing the next content in the coffee shop in the evening, when Gu Lan told Yang Wei about the matter, Yang Wei was silent.

Signing a contract is different from blindly drawing by themselves, and there are rigid update requirements and indicators. Although Yang Wei and Song Zhe are blocked, it is not true that they don't care about their achievements at all.

She had concerns, and Xia Chiu-cho also had them. Gu Lan watched them hesitate, opened her mouth to say something, but fell silent again.

Shen Sui looked at the distressed look of the three little girls. After a long time, he said, "Gu Lan, do you want to go?"

Gu Lan didn't expect Shen Suhui to ask this sentence first, and was quite surprised. Xia Chiu and Yang Wei both looked at her, and Gu Lan lowered her eyes. After a long time, she answered, "Yes."

"Aren't you preparing for the final exam?"

Yang Wei frowned, the final exam was near, and Gu Lan's appearance was not what she wanted to take the exam at all.

"I……"

Gu Lan took a breath, as if she had plucked up her courage, and raised her head and said, "I...I want to try."

"try what?"

Xia Chiu was a little confused. Gu Lan spoke a lot more fluently this time: "I want to try, can I make money by painting."

"Of course you can." Xia Chiu Chiu blurted out, but Gu Lan didn't care, only that this was Xia Chiu's blind confidence in her.

She smiled at Xia Chiu, and then said: "If I can, I will apply for the Academy of Fine Arts."

These words made Xia Chuo startled for a while.

She had always wanted Gu Lan to enter the Academy of Fine Arts, but Gu Lan was too disgusted, and she stopped talking after a long time.

After all, taking the cultural course is still going to the Academy of Fine Arts, which is different from the choice of being a gangster or taking the Tsinghua University exam. In Xia's heart, both cultural courses and art exams are good choices.

I’ve been here for a long time. I don’t know why. Xia Chiu-chuu doesn’t have the same idea of ​​saving this and that when she first came here. She and Gu Lan feel very happy when they paint every day. Lan is happy. As for whether the art test is not the art test... it is Jin Jin who always shines. She has that talent. It is better to be an art candidate, but it is not and will not be buried.

So now as long as it is Gu Lan's choice, Xia Chiu-cho will support it.

Xia Chiu Chiu only stayed for a while, and then reacted, cheering loudly: "Really? Have you figured it out?"

"Well, just try it."

Gu Lan lowered her head and said a little embarrassed: "My mother always tells me that painting is a high risk and that it is necessary to make money from painting. Then there is only one out of thousands of people. How old am I?"

"Don't listen to your mother."

Yang Wei frowned and said in disapproval: "Now paintings are popular."

"Yeah." Gu Lan nodded, "So I thought, I'll give it a try. As long as it succeeds, my mother won't have much to say."

"So," Shen Sui pointed out the key point: "You want to sign this time."

Gu Lan didn't speak this time. After a long time, she slowly said: "He said he wanted to see our entire team, I will go alone, I'm afraid he won't sign. But if you really don't want to go..."

"Go!" Xia Chiu said decisively: "I'm going, even if it's for you, I have to go this time!"

"I'll go too." Yang Wei thought for a while, still speaking, Shen Sui reminded her next to her: "The city league that day."

"You still don't go," Xia Chiu quickly said: "I will go with Gu Lan..."

"I have to go," Yang Wei nodded, "not only for Gu Lan, but also for myself."

"yourself?"

Xia Chiu-cho didn't quite understand that Yang Wei is different from Gu Lan. Gu Lan needs a result to maintain the correctness of her choice, but what about Yang Wei?

Yang Wei seemed to understand Xia Chiu's meaning, and explained: "I want money."

Gu Lan reacted quickly. For someone like her who also needs money to get rid of the shackles, Gu Lan often feels more empathetic to Yang Wei's purpose.

Seeing that Xia Tweet did not speak, Yang Wei was afraid that she would not understand, so she continued: "I am in the Song family, eating from the Song family, spending the Song family, and I still want some of my own money."

Xia Chuchu nodded, and said, "Well, I know."

The two friends in front of me have high pride, she knows.

So the three girls set the time for next Friday, and next Friday they will go to the next city to meet the publisher.

The next day Xia Tweet was a little absent-minded when she gave Jiang Huai An a boxed lunch. Jiang Huai An left her to eat together and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

Xia Chiu returned to his senses, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, I'm thinking about the plot."

"How are your knowledge points memorized recently?" Jiang Huai'an took a bite of dinner and looked at Xia Chiu and said, "Make an appointment to take the university entrance examination together. Don't lose your chain."

Xia Chuchu hurriedly shook his head: "No, I won't lose the chain."

"Xia Chiu," Jiang Huai'an looked up at her, his eyes full of deep meaning: "If I go to Beijing and you fail the exam, do you know what I will do?"

"What are you doing?"

Xia Chuo swallowed, Jiang Huai'an raised his hand, dangling a knife on his neck with chopsticks, and said viciously: "I will kill you!"

Jianghuai An has always been full of talents as an actor, and he is very talented in acting. When Xia Chiu saw him doing this, he suddenly felt murderous and nodded desperately and promised: "Don't worry, I will go to Beijing and go." "

Jiang Huai'an smiled slightly, with a gentle smile: "Come on, eat chicken legs."

"Oh," he raised his head: "I will remind you again. On Friday, I am going to take the exam. Remember to accompany me to dinner."

"Why must it be that day?"

Xia Chiu-chuo cautiously inquired, Jiang Huai'an was eating the little green vegetables: "The results on the day of the exam. If I did well in the exam, I hope you congratulate me as soon as possible. If I don't do well in the exam, I also hope that you will comfort me as soon as possible. ."

The most important thing is that Jiang Huai An felt that he was like a general who was going to fight and conquer. He hoped that every time he triumphed, Xia Chiu-chiu would stand and wait under the gate.

I don't know where this wish started, but I just expected it.

Xia Chiu looked at his expression and hesitated, "Then, what if I can't come that day?"

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Huai'an raised his head vigilantly, and Xia Chiu asked this. There must be something going on that day.

Xia Chuchu shook his head quickly: "No, no."

"Let's talk about it," Jiang Huai'an said while eating, "take the advantage of my meal to be happy, otherwise I will ask myself the reason, I am afraid of what I will do."

He has always been a man who says he does what he says.

She remembered that in her previous life, he also said this to her. That was when she and Jiang Huai An had just met in the previous life, and then she ran into Shen Sui and herself together.

She had a barbecue with Jiang Huai An that day, and the fruit wine made at that barbecue stall was delicious, so she drank it desperately.

Jiang Huai'an ate the barbecue and said indifferently: "I advise you to stop drinking, and don't cry later. If you continue to drink and cry, I am afraid of what I will do."

Xia Chiu was a little uncomfortable that day, so he didn't listen to persuasion, drank, drank and cried, cried and grabbed Jiang Huai'an's hand and shouted, "Shen follows you bastard."

Then that night, Jiang Huai An handled her.

Ok.

Xia Chiu thought about it, trembling, and quickly told Jiang Huai'an the truth.

Jiang Huai'an frowned after hearing her words: "Are you going to sign this contract with them?"

"We will be back soon, I promise."

Xia Chiu-chuo raised her hand earnestly: "You must work hard before you finish the exam!"

Jiang Huai'an didn't speak. After a long time, he slowly said, "Have you thought about it? You can't be willful after signing a contract. You have to keep doing painting."

Xia Chiu-cho didn't speak. After a long time, she raised her eyes, looked at Jiang Huai'an, and said seriously: "I don't know about other things, but I'm sure of one thing. I will definitely continue painting."

"I haven't liked anything before," Xia Chiu's eyes gradually became firmer: "Gu Lan taught me to paint and I am very grateful to her. When I did this, I was very happy and calm, and I would feel at peace in my heart. If I don’t do this, I will hang up and do nothing well, so no matter what happens in the future, I will definitely stick to this matter."

Jiang Huai An did not speak.

Although he scolded her yesterday, it wasn't from his heart. In his heart, he didn't care if Xia Chiu-cho was admitted to a good university. As long as she chooses, she doesn't regret it, that's enough.

"Okay." He turned his head, and when he said this, he felt a little embarrassed: "You paint well, don't think about other things. I will take the test at Tsinghua University and Peking University."

As he said, he pursed his lips, fixed his eyes on the big banyan tree that had already fallen out, and his voice was calm with a few young youths: "I will never let you have a bad life. "

Xia Chiu-chuo was taken aback for a while, looking at Jiang Huai'an's red earlobe, she didn't understand whether Jiang Huai'an's words meant what she thought.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Xia Chiu looked at Jiang Huai An for a while, lowered his eyes, stared at the toes, and whispered: "Hmm... I know..."

"Oh, that, don't tell anyone else."

Xia Chiu-chuu suddenly remembered, and said to Jiang Huai'an: "You can only know about it, you know!"

"Yes," Jiang Huai'an nodded, "I'll keep it secret for you, but you have to compensate me?"

"Compensation for what?"

"Invite me to eat," Jiang Huai'an turned his pen, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes: "You came back on Friday, invite me to have hot pot."

"it is good."

Xia Yuchu nodded happily: "Mandarin duck pot, what you want to eat, you can eat enough!"

"Yeah." Jiang Huai'an looked at her, always having an urge to rub her hands.

This girl, even if she said to take him to a hot pot, he thought it was cute.