With 20 million in hand, it means that the plane has fuel, and Wu Qian is full of motivation.
He went in and out of Yutianhua Mansion for several days in a row, discussing the details of the transformation with Jiang Fuyue.
After asking about his own wishes and obtaining the consent of Jiang Da and his wife, he began Jiang Chenxing to formulate a strict summer training plan, such as vocal music, dance, body shape...
Anyway, everything that can be arranged will be arranged.
Han Yunru was worried that her son would not be able to bear it, so she kept talking about it, but Jiang Xiaodi himself enjoyed it.
The dance teacher is so cool, the vocal teacher praised him for his pitch, the physique teacher took him to measure his bone age, and said he could grow to 1.8 meters and so on.
As long as he has enough food every day, he will be full of energy.
Wu Qian was so excited that he almost shed tears.
Isn't this a star seedling with perfect self-management
It was midsummer and the sun was hot.
Wu Qian drove into Yutianhua Mansion, and after being questioned by the security guard, he lifted the pole to let him go.
At the same time, at the small door next to it, two middle-aged women dressed as nannies were swiping their cards to pass through the door.
"Hey, I'm sorry, I came out in a hurry today and forgot to bring my card."
"It's okay, I'll brush it for you. I'm a babysitter for others. Who hasn't been sloppy yet? Help as much as you can, and I'll hit you off as soon as I see you. I'll make appointments often in the future!"
"Hey, then I'm going this way."
"All right, you're in the detached villa area. I heard that those two buildings are the kings of buildings in our community! Your employer is so rich, so he must be very generous, right?"
The woman didn't know what to think of, and a sneer appeared on her face: "The richer people are, the more stingy they are, that family is really cheap!"
"Really?! Then tell me next time!"
After Wang Fang separated from the nanny, she casually threw away the vegetable basket, took off her ugly flowery coat, and stuffed it into the trash can.
After tidying myself up, I walked towards the independent building.
While walking, he hummed a song in a good mood.
What about the most upscale villa complex in Linhuai? Didn't she get in easily
She would like to see who is the "Jiang Chenxing" who can make Wu Qian not even want his daughter, but is willing to be a cow!
…
As the sun was setting, Jiang Chenxing got off the battery car with a guitar on his back, "Thank you uncle."
The property management staff waved at him, "You're welcome."
Brother Jiang was walking, recalling the new sheet music that the teacher taught today, lightly moving his fingertips, practicing fingering.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the woman standing in front of his house looking around: "Auntie, who are you looking for?"
Wang Fang's back suddenly froze, and she paused for two seconds before turning around.
Seeing that she was silent, little brother Jiang looked puzzled, thought about it, and asked again.
Wang Fang: "...you are Jiang Chenxing."
She had watched the video, and the boy in it who was loved by tens of millions of fans was standing in front of her right now.
The eyes are clean and defenseless.
Brother Jiang nodded and gave her a friendly smile, "I'm Jiang Chenxing, Auntie, have you watched my short video?"
Wang Fang bit the bullet and hummed, and said dryly: "...you are very good at eating."
Younger brother Jiang scratched his head: "I have been like this since I was a child, but Uncle Wu said that I am growing my body, and I will grow taller if I eat a lot."
The corner of the woman's mouth tightened: "Uncle Wu?"
"Yes, he is my manager. He is in charge of operations and works very hard every day. He said that he wants to make money to support his daughter, but I have never seen Uncle Wu's daughter... Auntie, do you live here? We are neighbors? That's great!"
But Wang Fang only heard the phrase "raise a daughter".
She rushed forward with eager eyes: "He really said that?"
"Ah?" Brother Jiang was startled by her action, and took two steps back.
"Wu Qian said he wants to make money to support his daughter?!"
Jiang Chenxing looked at the red-eyed aunt in front of him, suddenly understood something, and nodded seriously: "Yes, Uncle Wu actually loves his daughter very much, and he works so hard to make money just to give his daughter a better life. But some time ago, he said very sadly that his daughter already had a new father and did not recognize him. He became a lonely family and could never go back to the past... "
After hearing this, the woman suddenly covered her face and burst into tears.
She knew, always knew, that she was wrong.
From forcing Wu Qian to divorce at the beginning, to remarrying with her daughter, and now wishing to remarry him—
One wrong step, one wrong step.
It has long been impossible to turn back.
It's just that she doesn't want to admit it, she's just deceiving herself.
"Auntie, why are you crying? I have tissues to wipe your tears..." As he spoke, he took one out of his bag and handed it to her.
The woman stretched out her hand tremblingly, but couldn't catch it no matter what.
Jiang Chenxing pursed his lips, stepped forward, and gently wiped it off for her.
"Uncle Wu said that he used to be very happy because he had the best wife and daughter in the world. They were the greatest wealth in his life, but he lost it later..."
The woman burst into tears again.
"But he is also very happy now. Although he has no home, he has found his dream. He said that he wants to work hard for himself and see how far he can go."
Xie Dingyuan drove back, and when he passed by Jiang's villa, he suddenly saw Jiang Xiaodi talking to a strange woman.
The woman looked excited, and even wanted to get started several times.
He quickly braked, got out of the car and walked over: "What are you doing—"
When the woman heard the words, she hurriedly left a sentence of "I'm sorry" and "Thank you", and strode away.
Jiang Chenxing stood where he was, watching her go away.
Then he raised his head to look at Xie Dingyuan who had already come to stop beside him, and said sincerely, "Thank you uncle."
"Thank me?"
"Hmm! You know my sister. You saw a stranger talking to me just now, and you were afraid that I would be abducted, right?"
The man immediately laughed and wanted to reach out to touch his head, but the little guy avoided him.
He didn't mind either, and said, "It's pretty smart."
Brother Jiang: "Thank you for praising me for being smart, but you still can't touch my head."
"Why? Your sister touched it."
"Because you are not my sister, I only touch her head."
Xie Dingyuan wanted to ask: what about brother-in-law
"Are you okay just now?"
The little boy shook his head: "It's okay, it's an aunt, she seems very sad."
"Speak less to strangers in the future."
"I see, thank you uncle."
Xie Dingyuan was silent for a moment: "...why do you always call me uncle?"
Little Brother Jiang tilted his head, and Tao Hua's eyes were full of confusion: "If you don't call him Uncle, what's your name?"
"… elder brother."
He widened his eyes, as if frightened: "But you look like an uncle."
"Not like my brother?"
Brother Jiang shook his head: "It's not like that."
Professor Xie was excited and gave full play to his academic spirit: "What's not like it?"
Brother Jiang pointed to the center of his eyebrows, then poked his cheek again: "Here, and here."
"Can you be more specific?"
"Brother is like this, and there are others like this." He pushed his eyebrows to the sides with two index fingers, and then raised the corners of his mouth.
"Uncle is like this and this." He clamped his eyebrows with his fingers, and pulled down the corners of his mouth.
"Brother" likes to laugh, his eyebrows are flying.
"Uncle" likes to frown, with a serious expression.
A quarter of an hour later, Xie Dingyuan returned home, and as soon as he entered the door, he began to pull the corners of his mouth in front of the full-length mirror.
One two three, laugh!
The corners of his mouth were raised successfully, but his eyes didn't seem to be in place enough, so he pulled his eyelids with his fingers again, um, he also raised them...
Zhong Ziang was stunned when he saw such a strange scene as soon as he entered the door.
"Uncle, what stimulated you? Or... are you researching new drugs that can paralyze facial nerves?"
Xie Dingyuan: "..."
Zhong Ziang came back and changed his clothes, then hurried away again.
"Where are you going?"
"Internet cafe! I'm going to book a night out with my friends tonight, so I won't come back to live!"
…
In the evening, when Jiang Fuyue came over, Xie Dingyuan was preparing to cook noodles for himself.
He went to the refrigerator to search around and found leeks.
Since I changed the recipe last time, this thing is a regular ingredient.
(Oh, I forgot to say, leeks are aphrodisiac...)
Jiang Fuyue didn't knock on the door when she came in, she just swiped her fingerprints.
"You're here!" The man put down his chopsticks, walked to the entrance, and skillfully took out the slippers from the cabinet.
Jiang Fuyue changed into it, and handed him the lunch box.
Xie Dingyuan took it, the weight was not light, and it was warm.
"Who did it?"
"Shen Xing."
Oh, my versatile brother-in-law.
Next door, Jiang Xiaodi, who was practicing guitar, suddenly sneezed.
"...Uncle Wu, is someone scolding me?"
"Maybe it's about you."
Xie Dingyuan: I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense!
Jiang Fuyue went to the kitchen and saw the boiling water on the stove and the leeks washed by the sink: "If I don't come, will you eat this?"
"Cough..."
"I heard Zhong Ziang complain before, saying that you are picky and particular about your food." The girl glanced suspiciously at the slightly messy marble countertop, "That's it?"
Xie Dingyuan's face darkened: "He is talking nonsense, don't believe it."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows meaningfully in return.
Man: "..." Nephew Uncle Ke, sure enough.
While Xie Dingyuan was eating, Jiang Fuyue was leaning on the deck chair on the balcony, eagerly flipping through the book "World Physics Mysteries".
During the period, because I was so addicted, I lowered my head the whole time and didn't give someone a look.
The original French version is indeed more accurate than translations in other languages, which effectively avoids the conceptual deviation caused by translation and is more research-oriented.
Xie Dingyuan: "..." The food in his mouth suddenly tasted bad.
When Jiang Fuyue saw it, her mind was immersed in it, and she didn't know the time.
It wasn't until she felt a sharp pain in her scalp that she suddenly came back to her senses and subconsciously looked up.
I saw the man standing awkwardly behind the chair, holding a lock of her hair in his hand.
"Sorry, did I hurt you?"
"Why are you pulling my hair?"
The embarrassment on Xie Dingyuan's face turned into embarrassment, "Just... have a look."
In fact, he was sitting inside, the wind blew, and when the gauze curtain was blowing, it also lifted the girl's long hair.
He couldn't help but think, what would it feel like to touch
And then he really got into it...
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "So, what did you see?"
"No, no dandruff."
Jiang Fuyue: "??"
The man's Adam's apple rolled: "It's still... very soft, very smooth, easy to touch and smell good."
"Oh." This barely sounds like a human sentence.
…
Jiang Fuyue wanted to finish the book in one sitting, Xie Dingyuan washed the dishes first, made her a cup of scented tea, and then came to accompany her.
"are you free?"
He shook his head: "Not busy."
If the directors of Hanqing Biotech heard this, they might be overwhelmed on the spot.
There are piles of documents waiting for your signature in the office, departmental summary meetings and quarterly financial meetings are delayed again and again, unapproved project reports are lined up in the laboratory... Is this called "not busy"? !
Jiang Fuyue did not doubt that there was him, Xie Dingyuan said he was not busy, so she really pretended that he was not busy and continued to read.
At first, the man was sitting on the reclining chair next to him, reading an academic magazine in his hand.
Later, he didn't know when he came over and started messing with Jiang Fuyue's hair again.
This time Xie Dingyuan was more careful and his movements were lighter, at least he could guarantee that it would not affect her reading.
Jiang Fuyue also followed him.
A man is like a child who discovers a new toy, and he can't put it down to the girl's thick long hair.
Touching it this way, combing it that way, and looking at it carefully, it is almost impossible to study it with a magnifying glass.
Jiang Fuyue almost wondered if he had a hair fetish
It was only later that I discovered that what men are in love with is not hair, but anything related to her that can make Xie Dingyuan excited.
Shen Qiannan joked, "He's in love with you!"
this logic...
Seems to be fine.
By the time Jiang Fuyue finished reading the whole book, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. When she looked at the time, she was almost startled.
"Why didn't you call me? It's so late." She quickly put down her book, put on her slippers, and stood up.
Xie Dingyuan handed over the water glass: "Don't worry, drink some scented tea first."
It was only at the entrance that the temperature was just right, Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but glance at him.
"Actually, the villa is very big..." Suddenly, the man said this without beginning or end.
"so?"
"There are also many rooms."
Jiang Fuyue: "Then?"
Xie Dingyuan: "I can totally live in the next you."
Jiang Fuyue laughed instantly, she leaned forward with a teacup, raised her hand abruptly, and pushed the man against the wall: "Why, do you want to keep me overnight?"
boom-
The man's cheeks were flushed, his expression was tense, and his eyes had nowhere to rest.
"I didn't mean that! Don't get me wrong! I... you can sleep in the guest room, or you can sleep in the master bedroom... No, I mean I live in the guest room..." The words were incoherent.
"Oh~" Jiang Fuyue dragged out her tone, "You admit it, you just want to keep me overnight."
Xie Dingyuan: "?"
"Leave me overnight, and then what? What do you want to do?" The girl narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I... no, no!"
"there is nothing?"
"No, I don't want to do anything... What can I do? I will never do it! I promise you!"
Jiang Fuyue was thoughtful, and suddenly asked fiercely: "You can't?"
What
Professor Xie was stupid.
"When you say 'you can't', doesn't that mean 'you can't'?"
No matter how dull, innocent, and stupid a man is, he can understand the meaning of this sentence.
Then, the face is as black as ink.
Jiang Fuyue finished flirting with "Little Chicken in Love", smiled contentedly, and was about to withdraw her hand and back away, but at this moment her body lightened, and she was caught off guard by the man who hugged her.
"Xie Dingyuan, what are you doing?"
He is serious: "I think the question of whether it is feasible or not needs to be concluded through experiments. Why don't we discuss it in depth now?"
discuss in depth…
Those four words made Jiang Fuyue's ears ring.
Who said he won't? !
Stand up and be beaten immediately!
"That... I think it's too late today, and it's not suitable for studying such a profound issue. How about another day? Can you let me down first?"
Instead of letting go, Xie Dingyuan hugged her even tighter: "Is it too late? But I think this is the right time to study this kind of problem, and just-just-good!"
After finishing speaking, he carried her and walked inside.
Jiang Fuyue: "Actually, I was joking just now, of course you can do it, especially you can do it, you must do it!"
The man lowered his eyes and glanced at her lightly: "Conclusions without experiments are tantamount to castles in the air and have no validity. Therefore, in order to ensure the authenticity and rigor of the research, I think it is necessary to carry out practical operations. What do you think?"
Practical...
These two words successfully made Jiang Fuyue look at him with admiration.
Is the vegetable chicken okay
This fucking is clearly a big wild wolf!
Jiang Fuyue: "I don't think it's good. As the saying goes, you can't do things...too hasty."
As he said, Xie Dingyuan had already hugged her to the sofa, but he didn't loosen his hands.
Jiang Fuyue blinked: "Are you serious?"
"Experiments cannot be falsified." That's called seriousness.
"Okay." Jiang Fuyue nodded, and began to pick off the collar button of his shirt.
Xie Dingyuan: "!"
"Why are you so surprised? Don't be dazed, take it off yourself."
"?!" What kind of tiger-wolf word is this
Jiang Fuyue: "Don't take it off? Well, then I'll help you. But you need to change your habit of fastening the button to the last button. How inconvenient is it for me to do it?"
a...
two...
three...
This time the man panicked.
Bouncing off the sofa with a swish, she looked at Jiang Fuyue with a hint of shock and embarrassment in her eyes.
"you you… "
Jiang Fuyue: "What's wrong with me? I'm cooperating with you, Professor Xie! Is there any step that I did wrong? Can you teach me?"
With sweet and soft words and pretty eyes, even a man can't stand it.
Xie Dingyuan is no exception.
In an instant, I felt a fire burning from my abdomen to my chest, and then from my chest to my cheeks.
His whole figure was just picked up from a pot of boiling water, and the heat had nowhere to radiate.
"Yueyue, stop making trouble." The man began to give in.
His eyes were forced to move elsewhere.
If you don't look at it, it won't be messy.
Standing on the sofa, Jiang Fuyue couldn't help laughing out loud, that was quite elated.
"Professor, let's stop doing experiments?"
"No, I won't do it."
"But how do we draw conclusions? Yes, or not?"
The man's cheeks were stiff and his muscles tensed, obviously enduring.
Jiang Fuyue accepted it without seeing it, and wanted to tease him: "The report has to be handed in, don't you—uh!"
In the next second, he was gagged.
The man's eyes were blazing, and his movements were rude. He seemed to be very angry, and became angry from embarrassment.
He said, "You bad man—"
Jiang Fuyue pushed him with both hands, and tilted her head back: "If you say I'm bad, then I won't kiss you."
"You're even worse now!" He leaned forward.
Because some of the buttons were undone before, the man's clothes were wide open, Jiang Fuyue laughed and hid, jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs.
It's a pity that the man has long legs, and he was blocked before she stepped up the steps.
Xie Dingyuan: "Now let's see how you run."
"Professor Xie, do you know that you look like a bandit blocking the way?"
He said, "Then I will rob sex!"
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
You are a professor, hello! Can you take your personal image into consideration
Turning her eyes, Jiang Fuyue turned around and ran away in the opposite direction.
For the first time, Xie Dingyuan felt that too big a house is not a good thing, and it hindered him from arresting people.
In the end, Jiang Fuyue was tired from running, and the two started doing circles on the sofa.
"A truce, will you?"
Xie Dingyuan was dubious: "Really?" She is so cunning, what kind of tricks is she going to play
Suddenly, the man's eyes paused, and he fell somewhere nearby, "Wait a minute."
After finishing speaking, he walked over to pick up Jiang Fuyue's dropped slippers, "Put on your shoes, the floor is cold."
Said hand it over.
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the shoes, then at him.
Xie Dingyuan laughed: "I won't move, you put on your shoes before running."
"... Oh." She took it silently and put it on.
During this period, the man did not move.
Too silly.
If she was a bit slicker, she should make a surprise attack when she wasn't paying attention.
But Jiang Fuyue inexplicably likes his dull, dull, but cute appearance.
But soon, Jiang Fuyue couldn't laugh anymore.
She found that wearing slippers would affect her escape speed and reduce her reaction sensitivity. As a result, she was caught in the arms of a man and kissed fiercely.
"Xie Dingyuan, I suspect you did it on purpose! It's too insidious!"
"Just do it on purpose." Say what you like, as long as you like it, don't explain, don't quibble, this is his attitude.
"Hmm—you can breathe now?"
"Not very familiar, need to practice more."
"..." I believe you ghost!
At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door, and the next second, the door was opened, and Zhong Ziang rushed in angrily, "Old uncle, let me tell you, these Internet cafe owners are too dark now, and they agreed to pack nights and nights, but in the end —”
The words came to an abrupt end here, and he looked at the two people in the living room blankly.
"Jiang Fuyue, why are you here?"
"You and my uncle...why are you hugging each other?"
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Three more in one, six thousand words.
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