This day is Friday, and the working people are about to usher in a good day when they don't have to go to work the next day.
A good day of "Two dogs don't take a walk tonight" is fixed every week.
Great day for a date.
A good day that shouldn't be spent at home.
… a good day to watch a movie.
Nearly 4:30 in the afternoon, the man who had been playing games all day on the sofa got up from the sofa, took a shower, shaved, and changed into a white shirt and jeans that had been kept under the box for thousands of years in the closet—the white shirt was on the right sleeve arm The red, white and black three ring-shaped colored lines are the only decoration, which makes the whole white shirt look less bland; the jeans are tailored close to the body, slightly stuck at the ankle to expose the ankle, which perfectly complements the standard long legs that a tall man should have...
At 5:30 in the afternoon, the man came out and stood in front of the mirror to straighten his hair. By the way, he took a selfie in front of the mirror, looked left and right, and then sent the photo to Jiang Yucheng—
[Jiang Yucheng:? ? ? I just got up, what are you doing? Where are you going? Dating? Are you in love? ... ... ... You are in love, the iron tree is blooming!]
[Jiang Yucheng: What kind of evil did that little girl do to fall in love with you? The first thing I have to do when I wake up in the morning and open my eyes is to ask: My dear, what personality is online today?]
[Hi Chuan: Iron hair, look, isn't it handsome? Do you have manliness?]
[Jiang Yucheng: ...Your figure is as tall as the Himalayas, even if you wear a small floral skirt, the effect you get is "that manly man in a rural skirt".]
[Jiang Yucheng: The fluttering white shirt makes me feel like I have returned to the era of F4. How did the lyrics come from: The sky is very blue, the wind blows the white shirt, and happiness is like a sail with the wind...]
[Jiang Yucheng: ... Hey, you are very happy, friend? It's not a date, where is this going?]
[Hikawa: Let me just ask you a question, you answer "handsome" and you're done.]
[Hikawa: Not going anywhere.]
[Jiang Yucheng: Packed enough to go to the red carpet at the Oscars, but you don't go anywhere? Something is wrong, at least go out for a meal, isn’t there a middle school near your house, go there to release your excess hormones...]
go out to eat
Why
How long has it been since I ordered takeaway—
Someone in my family cooks for me.
Seeing Jiang Yucheng's ignorant speech completely kept in the dark, the man was in a good mood. He walked away from the mirror and sat back on the sofa again. He half-typed the words "Someone cook for me", thought about it and deleted it , and directly responded to Jiang Yucheng's mysterious four words: You know what a dick.
Jiang Yucheng replied that after a series of ellipses, he didn't know which butterfly attracted his attention, and he never paid attention to Zhou Chuan again... It happened that Zhou Chuan just wanted someone to praise him as "handsome" at first That's all, now Jiang Yucheng has obviously completed his mission, so Hiukawa let him go.
It was about 5:40 in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set.
The man who was alone at home watched the dog in a lying position on the sofa, and changed about eight sitting positions one after another. Finally, when the time came to around 6:30, he heard the sound of the gate in the yard. The person tensed up, threw away the phone in his hand, grabbed a heavy book on the coffee table, and opened it.
... ... What Chuli saw when he came home was this picture: a rare man sitting at home neatly dressed, he looked like he had just taken a shower, he didn't play with his phone or shake his legs to get hungry, With one hand supporting his head, he was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, with the book on his knees, quietly flipping through a book in a foreign language.
Plato's "Utopia".
The whole picture is static, the man's posture looks comfortable and lazy, his slender fingertips are resting on the slightly yellowed book paper... His eyelashes are drawn down, casting a small shadow under his eyes, as the pages of the book are flipped, lightly tremble slightly.
Like the flapping wings of a black butterfly.
— a nice picture.
First ceremony: "..."
The picture is good and put aside, what the hell is "Utopia"? So, is this guy finally crazy enough to consider starting his own kingdom
"Teacher, the original text of "Utopia" is Greek. If you look at the English version and then translate it into the Chinese version, there are two languages in the middle. Instead, you will understand the original text after being filtered by the English translator's personal understanding and your personal understanding. causing deviations," Chu Li stood on tiptoe and took off the slippers and put them on, "So when English is not the original manuscript in the author's native language, it is actually better to read the Chinese translation honestly—after all, the translation teacher is a professional, and in the process of translation The conference will refer to many materials to try to show the necessary "faithfulness, expressiveness and elegance" of translation. Compared with the individual readers reading with English translations, they can more accurately and closely touch the original author's writing intention... "
'Hikawa: "..."
Chu Li put on her slippers and walked into the house.
The man sitting on the sofa closed the book in his hand with a blank expression.
Chu Li took a look at him, put down his bag, pulled a colored rope from his wrist and tied his hair into a small bun, and picked up his phone while walking towards the kitchen...
Hiukawa stood up, threw away the book on his knees, and followed Chu Li with a paralyzed face, staring at the short hair tied up on the back of her head like a duck's butt, and now he finally knew why The mentally handicapped fat guy sitting next to him in elementary school liked to pull girls' braids so much...
The man stretched out his hand, bent slightly, and fiddled with the little braid.
… burrs, a little prickly, but nice in the hand.
The little girl walking in front turned her head and stared at him. The man withdrew his hand and was about to say that he wanted to eat goulash with potatoes tonight, but before he could make a sound, he saw her turn back quickly, grabbing his mobile phone and using it. The voice function said to someone on the phone: "Teacher, the publishing contract has been drawn up. I heard that you are in City G. If you are free tomorrow, you can come out and pick it up to see what needs to be changed; there is also chapter five. I also received it, and after reading it, the content is okay, but I don’t think there is any plot climax—”
Hiukawa stood behind her, and pulled Chu Li's pigtail again.
Chu Li said "Oops", slipped his hand and sent out what he hadn't finished speaking, raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at a cheap man standing behind him, who had a serious face: "Who are you talking to? "
The voice is deep and steady.
"...Teacher Jiang Yucheng." Chu Li slapped away the man's hand that was still about to reach out, "Don't pull me by the braids, you owe me everything!"
"What did you tell him?" The man said lazily, as if he didn't hear her complaint, "Tomorrow is a day off, why don't you sleep in and give me a contract, that guy likes to pick and choose, you want to see him, Can't come back without wasting a whole day."
"The teacher has no time to come to the editorial department to get the contract!"
"Send it to him, send it to him."
The man is almost obsessed with Chuli's pigtails - after twenty years, he finally got the pleasure of pulling a girl's pigtails and listening to her complain "Oh".
"What kind of courier is still sent in the same city!"
Chu Li completely gave up on the other party's slut, glared at him and let him stand behind her like a door panel and fiddle with her hair—He simply picked up the phone and continued: "By the way, Yuanyue Society issued two movie tickets, anyway, we have to meet tomorrow, if the teacher is free, why not use it with me, I heard it is the subject matter of the editor and author... "
This time, the words of the first ceremony were half spoken.
Because the person standing behind her suddenly increased the strength of his hand at this time, and the fingertips that were originally twiddling her hair were suddenly inserted into her hair, and with a light hook—
Chu Li was caught off guard and fell backwards, the back of his head hit the man's strong chest, and the smell of clean soap penetrated into his nose!
Holding the phone in one hand, she could feel the man's chest rising and falling with his breathing. She stared wide-eyed at the pair of dark pupils hanging above her, and could not see any leaked emotions from them. The man just Indifferently said: "What movie ticket? Issued by Yuanyue Society? You and Jiang Yucheng went to see it? You know him very well? So familiar that you want to go to the movie?"