After the sports meet, the weather quickly turned cooler. The school did not distribute thick coats, so everyone only had thin school uniforms. Soon, everyone started wearing windbreakers and overcoats. When it got even colder, some girls even put on down jackets with hoods covered in white fluff.
Mi Yang and Bai Luochuan's coats were the same, and after a few days, even the sweaters underneath became the same.
Cheng Qing took some free time in the pharmacy to knit a sweater for each of them. The slightly larger one was given to Bai Luochuan, and the smaller one was given to Mi Yang. Even in case they got mixed up, she embroidered the initials of their names on the back of the collars.
As the weather turned cold, Mi Yang was a little unable to get up. He rubbed his eyes and put on his sweater, only to find that the sweater was a little too big. Bai Luochuan came over and turned up the back of his collar to take a look. "It's mine. Wear it. Just roll up your sleeves a little."
Mi Yang was too lazy to change. There was no heating in the dormitory. It was different from the cold feeling he had when he was in the north. He poured warm water to brush his teeth and asked vaguely, "What are you wearing?"
Bai Luochuan had already changed into a loose sweatshirt and jeans. He walked over and held out his toothbrush for Mi Yang to squeeze some toothpaste on. He said, "Just wear this."
Mi Yang glanced at him and said, "You're not wearing the school uniform anymore?"
Bai Luochuan said: "No, I have something to do today and asked for leave from the teacher. I have to go out for a while. Didn't I tell you last night?"
Mi Yang then vaguely remembered that Bai Luochuan said he was going to Luo Jiangjing's company to do some surveying and mapping. Now Bai Luochuan has started to go out to work on weekends. Most of the time he is called to the company by Luo Jiangjing, who has started to guide him to do things from the most basic level. A small part of his time is used by him to run some of his own things. When Mi Yang asks him, he will say a little, but if he doesn't want to say anything, he will reach out and pinch Mi Yang's face and smile and make jokes.
Bai Luochuan washed faster than Mi Yang, tidied himself up, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving now, I'll be back in the evening and bring you something delicious."
Mi Yang was about to say no when the man blew him a kiss and turned away.
Classes still had to go on. When Mi Yang was studying hard in class, he would occasionally look out the window. In the season of late autumn and early winter, rows of sycamore trees were planted in the school. Large pieces of sycamore leaves fell all over the ground. It was really different from when he was in the north. In Shanhai Town, the leaves had all fallen off in this season, and the bare branches were waiting for the snow. Sometimes the teacher would organize them to brush a layer of white lime on the tree trunks to keep them warm. I don't know if Bai Luochuan will feel cold when he goes out wearing so little...
"Mi Yang, answer this question!"
Mi Yang came back to his senses and looked up at the podium.
On the podium, holding a Chinese textbook, Old Dai looked at the League Secretary of Class 2 who was slacking off, and said kindly, "Come on, tell me what kind of techniques this poem mainly uses, and what kind of thoughts and feelings does the author express?"
Mi Yang stood up and glanced at his deskmate's textbook. He was so distracted that he didn't even turn several pages.
My deskmate tried to move his textbook closer to him and told him the answer in a low voice: "Wang Jiangnan" uses plain language to describe the loneliness and eagerness of a woman who is waiting for her lover to return from a building..."
Old Dai said, "Don't worry, the student next to you, it will be your turn to answer soon!"
Deskmate:"… "
After the Chinese class, Mi Yang, an excellent student, was asked by Teacher Dai to copy Wen Tingyun's "Wang Jiangnan" twenty times. As an accomplice, his deskmate had to read it aloud twenty times while Mi Yang was copying, which was very shameful.
This poem is very short, and Mi Yang wrote it quickly, finishing it in one class break.
His deskmate couldn't help but ask him, "You've been distracted these past two days. Is there something wrong at home? Is it serious?"
Mi Yang blinked and smiled: "No, you think too much."
My deskmate came closer and asked with some curiosity: "Hey, Mi Yang, you really don't have a boyfriend?"
Mi Yang said: "No."
My deskmate rubbed his hands and said, "Well, I have a classmate who went to the same junior high school as me. She was in Class 6. Last time when you were leading the team in exercise, she saw you and wanted me to ask..."
Mi Yang shook his head before he finished listening and said, "No, study is the priority."
My deskmate said, "It won't delay you. You two can do the test together. It's not tiring to work with a man and a woman. It's more exciting."
Mi Yang still refused with a smile: "Really, no need, I didn't plan to date in high school."
He is now doing exercises with Bai Luochuan in the dormitory, which is quite exciting.
At night, Bai Luochuan returned to the dormitory and changed into a set of clothes that was thicker than the one he wore in the morning. He also put on a windbreaker, but his hands were still cold after coming in from outside. He rubbed Mi Yang's face twice to warm them up, leaned over to see what he had written, and asked curiously, "Why are you writing the Chinese test again? Did your class hand it out today?"
Mi Yang said: "No, I was distracted in class today and was caught by your old Dai. He called me to the office to do ideological work for a long time. Here, these sets of papers were sent by him. He told me to correct my attitude and not to bully him, an honest man, and only be distracted in the class of an honest man."
Bai Luochuan was so happy that he took it and took a look. They were all questions about ancient poetry analysis and reading comprehension. Old Dai didn't know if it was intentional, but the ones he picked were particularly cheesy, all about missing someone. Bai Luochuan casually took two and said, "I'll help you write them."
Mi Yang hurriedly stopped him: "No, Lao Dai knows your handwriting."
Bai Luochuan said: "Don't be afraid, I will imitate you."
The two of them grew up together. Mi Yang could write with both hands at the same time, but he used his left hand most of the time and practiced with his right hand as well. Bai Luochuan didn't have the leisure to write for fun, but they also practiced calligraphy together for a few years. He might not be able to imitate others, but he was too familiar with Mi Yang's handwriting, so he had no problem imitating him.
While Bai Luochuan was writing, he urged Mi Yang: "There are some hot snacks in the bag I brought with me. Eat them first."
Mi Yang finished the last two questions on his sheet and went to open it. It was his favorite crab roe soup dumplings, brought in a thermos box. There were more than a dozen dumplings in three layers. They were so hot that you would inhale when you took a bite. They were the most delicious.
Bai Luochuan also finished the two test papers quickly. Their class had done some of the questions two days ago, so they were extremely easy to answer.
It's easy to get hungry at this age, so Bai Luochuan went to eat with Mi Yang after he finished writing, and told him what he had seen and heard outside that day.
"… Forget about that. I spent the whole day with Uncle Mi today. The second phase of the East District project has just been completed, so we need to ask the Real Estate Bureau's surveying team to come and measure the area. I knew it wouldn't be an easy job when my mom asked me to go. As soon as she said she wanted to 'temper my temper', I knew it would be a long day." Bai Luochuan gestured and said, "The measured area of a tower is 2,000 square meters more than the area on the blueprint. Uncle Mi was so anxious that he took me to the Real Estate Bureau."
Mi Yang also found it strange. He had heard a lot from Mi Zehai in the past few years and knew a little bit: "Generally speaking, the four-point positioning in the construction process is accurate, so there won't be a big error, right? This is too much."
Bai Luochuan said, "Yes, they were very nice and did it again right away. They overturned the previous results and said that it was 2,000 square meters less than what was on the blueprint. Uncle Mi couldn't sit still, so we went to the surveying team to ask for a copy of the surveying records. They were terrible. Not only did they outsource the work, but they also did the calculations manually. We didn't even see a computer. What era is this? They don't even use computers in the office. Tsk."
Mi Yang listened to his words and recalled that this era was indeed a transition point.
Computer office work will become popular in a very short time, as if everyone owns a computer overnight. Then the housing prices will start to double from two to three thousand. Even though experts on the radio have been analyzing for several years that a real estate bubble is about to occur, it has not stopped the soaring housing market. The most prosperous decade for real estate is about to begin.
Luo Jiangjing intends to hand over her company to her son. This has been her plan from the beginning. She loves her son and does not want him to waste several years starting from the bottom like others. She chooses to let Mi Zehai guide him to get involved slowly, which can be considered as half protection and half support.
Bai Luochuan said, "I heard from Uncle Mi that Aunt Cheng has decided on that shop?"
Mi Yang said: "Well, a shop in Xuhui District is on sale right now. They say buy one get one free, and they also give away a basement of over 100 square meters. My mother said she would buy both the shop and the apartment on the second floor."
Bai Luochuan said: "That's good. Uncle Mi also told me that the housing prices have dropped a bit this year, so I have enough money to buy another house."
Young Master Bai had probably gone out with him during the day to look up a lot of information about real estate. He was quite interested in taking out a map of the city to mark out areas for him and analyzing which ones were good. He seemed quite excited, as if he was going to buy a house himself.
Mi Yang looked at the place he marked and heard him say "2360 per square meter" and once again felt the reality of rebirth.
More than 2,000 yuan per square meter, and in Shanghai, I can’t even imagine what the future holds.
Shops are more expensive than houses, but the business atmosphere in many places in central Shanghai is not yet mature, so it is still a good time to invest in a shop.
After Bai Luochuan finished rowing, he stretched and said, "The housing prices in Beijing have also increased quite a lot. I heard from my cousin that he bought a villa in the East Third Ring Road and the price increased by nearly a thousand yuan, but it was only about four thousand yuan per square meter. At that time, my mother thought that place was too remote, so she bought an apartment in another place... Do you remember that during the summer vacation, you were so sick that she was scared and almost sent us to live there!"
Mi Yang smiled and said, "Remember, Aunt Luo acted too quickly and bought a house in the morning."
Bai Luochuan said, "It's not a single unit. She thought it was too small, so she bought all three units on that floor and connected them together to make one unit."
Mi Yang: "... That's good too. If you go to university in Beijing, you can live there." The young master grew up living in a small building and has never slept in a small apartment. It would be unfair to him to live in three apartments together.
Bai Luochuan bent his finger and scratched the tip of his nose, then suddenly smiled and said, "Little sweetheart, do you believe that when I'm in college, I can buy a house for us to live in together instead of living with my mom?" He whispered, "I'll support you."
Mi Yang opened his mouth, changed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will be responsible for buying groceries, cooking for you, and supporting you."
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