As the saying goes, people die for wealth and birds die for food.
According to this, then the essence of the general contemporary college students is a bird man.
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The news on the forum is not so credible.
Of the four cards in the Guanyuan, only two appeared in the end. One was Han Shiyu, and the other, Yang Mo, almost didn't recognize it was a man.
I heard that the real name is Liu Mu. Because he likes the second dimension, and there are many decent circle names, he didn't let the melon eaters in the forums reveal his real name.
Yang Mo did not understand these things. But according to those who know, Liu Mu's appearance can define him as a big boss in women's clothing among coser.
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When the food festival ended, Han Shiyu cleaned up his image. The peaked cap was taken off, and the flattened hair was fluffy.
He glanced at the auditorium and walked embarrassingly to the corner of the highest steps of the auditorium.
Yang Mo sat on it.
Carrying a box of handmade fresh milk mochi.
After seeing Han Shiyu come up, he just finished drinking a bottle of Sprite, pinched the empty can, and placed it in the center of the seat next to him.
When Han Shiyu saw that he was moving, he instinctively shrank back. After Xu Xu was surprised, he stepped forward and sat down in the next seat.
On the seat between the two stood a deflated soda can.
Han Shiyu asked tentatively, "Senior?"
Yang Mo reached out and held the box in his hand to him.
Han Shiyu took it.
"Handmade mochi," Yang Mo said without changing his expression, "Eighty."
Han Shiyu looked at him and blinked, then said "oh oh" twice, took out the phone from his trouser pocket, and turned it over to Yang Mo, so that he didn't have to look for it.
Yang Mo looked at him happily unpacking the package, and asked curiously while unpacking: "Brother, are you here to set up a stall to sell things too?"
Yang Mo: "No, I bought too much."
Yang Mo opened the red envelope sent from his mobile phone, and the amount that popped up was 100.
It just so happened that Han Shiyu took out a dessert and handed it to him.
The white soft pastry with a half-covered face under the elegant patterned paper looks very tempting. It has to be said that both the packaging and the appearance of the desserts are very attentive.
Yang Mo took his eyes away from him and said, "Don't eat."
Han Shiyu put it in his mouth and took a bite.
Yang Mo transferred the remaining twenty yuan, but Han Shiyu didn't receive it.
He turned his head to look at Han Shiyu, remembering today's news on the forum—
"Four cards of Guanyuan, three rich second generation, do you like their looks or money?"
How can a female student at the first university be a money-loving person
So the "color" of several floors was painted neatly and uniformly below.
Yang Mo: "Is your family rich?"
"It's okay, my mother is a business." Han Shiyu said while chewing, "She gave me a lot of living expenses."
Yang Mo snorted.
after awhile.
Hearing the rustling, he couldn't help but look at Han Shiyu who was eating happily.
Suddenly I remembered the puppy downstairs, and when I gave him some food, it stuck to people's legs.
This man has only sung three songs. Yang Mo's music appreciation ability is average, he can't tell whether it is good or bad, the tuning is not bad, and the response on the field is also quite intense.
There was sweat on his head.
Taking a closer look, Yang Mo realized that he also had some light makeup on.
Yang Mo stretched out his hand, curled his index finger and rubbed the corner of his eye where he had drawn the line. This guy is not like that puppy, he can stick his chin upside down to rub people. After this touch, his chewing cheek was stunned, and his head ducked to the side.
Han Shiyu: "What are you doing?"
Yang Mo: "You can also wear makeup."
Han Shiyu frowned and said, "Forget it."
He ate enough, put the rest in the box, and continued: "I was forced to be pressed into the corner. It's not a big deal to watch the fun in the dormitory."
Han Shiyu said incredulously, "Do I need makeup for such a natural beauty?"
Yang Mo: "..."
Message from the phone.
Lu Youqi, who was so excited that he went straight to the sky, finally remembered that he had a roommate.
Yang Mo sent a message and immediately returned, took the cans away, got up, and greeted this naturally beautiful handsome guy with the garbage in his hand, and said, "Let's go first."
Han Shiyu exclaimed, "Oh, brother."
Yang Mo was halfway down the stairs, his wrist was pulled, he stopped, and looked back at him.
Han Shiyu smiled at him and said, "I've been a little irritable lately... I'm very happy today."
Yang Mo: "?"
"I thought you didn't like this kind of lively place." Han Shiyu said, "I didn't expect you to come."
Yang Mo said truthfully: "I didn't come to see you. I was pulled here."
Han Shiyu smiled: "It's good if you come."
Yang Mo lightly blinked his eyelashes.
Will someone's mood change just because of a person's presence
Below is a busy crowd, with student staff with licenses tidying up the scene.
Every hustle and bustle is silent. He lurks before and after, like nature's complement.
Yang Mo's mood did not fluctuate due to the influence of the environment, and he was calm as water. At this moment, there seemed to be an accidental dew dripping into it.
Yang Mo felt strange. He felt that if any other person was sitting here and saying the same thing to him, this drop of dew would not fall into it.
He felt that it was Han Shiyu's animal-like gaze that made him feel a sense of sympathy. He can accept any kind of glamorous look, except for expectant and pitiful begging.
After being beaten a lot, Han Shiyu came up with a set of rules, and took advantage of his younger age. In a sense, he was suppressed to death.
Yang Mo reached out, rubbed his head, and pushed it aside.
Han Shiyu said behind: "Senior, I'll find you tomorrow."
Yang Mo didn't answer, put the hand that had rubbed his hair into his pocket, and walked down.
Inexplicably good mood.
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Today's first forum.
[Let's talk about the former 19th-level F4 in the management institute, what is it like now.]
Reply:
"Zhou Yi is going to be the president. Xie Chenmin is going to write a book. Liu Mu is going to sing. Han Shiyu is going to cause harm to the world."
"These four cards at level 19 are truly unprecedented, and the juniors and juniors sigh."
"Is Liu Mu the one Mu Liusu who has been on CCTV variety shows? I can't believe it when the host introduced him to our school..."
"Speak quietly... Senior Xie also wrote about crispy duck [shocked]."
"?! Ask upstairs for directions?!"
"People who have seen it pass by in a high-profile way! It's a campus theme, and it's really sweet to the teeth! Guide a certain pendant, search "Early Morning Light", and you can watch it."
"When will hhk get married, the prospective boss of Jixun is waiting anxiously."
"Don't drink any more upstairs."
"There is a gossip that Han Shiyu got married very early, and he has a daughter, he protects his family very well. Crispy duck cp can only play online, and people still have to be serious in real life. Start a family and start a business [Tan Shou].”
"Don't pay attention to Han Shuai's private life! Pursue hk rationally. If you love him, you must give him space, or pay more attention to his works. hk always speaks on the basis of strength. Very excellent acridine!"
"Hahahahahaha."
"I seem to be swiping Weibo hahaha."
"Fans control the copywriting! Damn! [Dog head]"
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"My God, is there any more, I'm on top, ask for a sequel to the princess!"
Yang Han: "I just inquired about this."
Xu Jia: "Then how did they get together?"
Yang Han said, "I don't know. The old Han made me want to talk about it later."
Xu Jia: "Wow."
She added: "Hey, I suddenly want to eat mochi. I also want someone to send sweet pastries and sweet love."
Yang Han couldn't help laughing and said, "Next time, let the secretary sister beside Lao Han bring you a box."
Gold will always shine.
With her clever little brain, the little boss took the crown of the student group of the current food festival with solid sales with a ferocious operation.
at the time of awarding.
As the lady of manners at the front, Han Shiyu handed her a certificate, and the little boss stared at him kindly with the eyes of his aunt.
Han Shiyu: "?"
The two met later.
Later, she became the secretary of the chairman of Jixun.
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Yang Han put down his phone.
They have finished their final exams and the weather has entered winter. The taste of the year is already very strong.
Wearing cotton slippers, Yang Han walked to the living room and said to Yang Mo who was on the sofa, "Dad, I'm going to buy New Year's clothes with my grandma the day after tomorrow."
Yang Mo: "Well."
Yang Han: "Can you give me some money?"
Yang Mo turned to her and said, "Don't be like last time."
Yang Han scratched his head embarrassedly. Yang Mo was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, and the keyboard on the laptop kept beeping. She put her head on Yang Mo's shoulder, looked at the numbers and English that she didn't understand on the screen, and asked, "Where are we going to celebrate the New Year this year?"
Yang Mo: "Go back to my hometown."
Yang Hanye said,
"By the way," Yang Mo said, "We will walk with Lu Yueming."
Yang Han blinked.
Lu Yueming and Yang Mo's hometown are in the same place.
He wanted to stay in school to attend the special programming class, and the parents who came to work here went back early. During this period, Lu Yueming kept coming to ask him questions. During the chat, he learned about Lu Yueming's situation, and the two of them happened to be in the same community. Yang Mo proposed to take him home with him, which happened to save him a train ticket.
Every time he went back to Yang Mo's hometown, Han Shiyu drove at the high speed by himself.
There are large and small bags in the trunk, traveling hundreds of miles, the car windows recording the changing scenery along the way, the skylight reflecting the night sky above and the lights in the tunnel... All of this has an indescribable meaning of happiness to Yang Han. It was as if the whole world was left with a family of three in their car.
In this fast-paced era of developed traffic, a single ticket can take people to travel thousands of miles in a matter of seconds. This kind of long-distance travel seems to have a taste of returning home for the New Year, like a mellow sense of ritual. When we reach our destination, we are tired and miss our loved ones even more precious in the eyes.
The end of the year is too busy, Liu Zuoye and Yang Han have no time for each other to fulfill their agreement. So the next meeting time was set for the first weekend after the winter vacation.
Han Shiyu and Yang Mo went to the store to pick up their daughter and Han Lang.
Yang Han's things were packed early and loaded into the car. After they picked out the clothes, they immediately set off in the car.
When Yang Han got into the back seat of the off-road, he saw Lu Yueming in the last row and called out excitedly, "Little Deer!"
Lu Yueming smiled at her. He was wearing a red checkered scarf with his chin wrapped in it, looking a little good.
Yang Han drilled over and sat beside him.
Han Lang also got into the car and closed the door. Yang Mo in the passenger seat looked at her in the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Han Shiyu in the driver's seat turned his head and asked behind him, "Is everything okay?"
Yang Han: "Yeah!"
As soon as the accelerator is stepped, it is time to go home.
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When they arrived at Yang Mo's community, the security guard was pasting Spring Festival couplets in the guard room.
Seeing Han Shiyu rolling down the car window, he raised his thick eyebrows and said, "Yo, come back."
Han Shiyu: "Haha."
Yang Mo said: "Uncle."
The security guard stretched out his head and looked in. Yang Han popped his head out, paid homage to his early years, and said, "Happy Chinese New Year, Grandpa Wu!"
Seeing her, the security guard smiled and replied, "Yang Yang is also good."
Lu Yueming naturally knew the security guard and said hello.
While registering their vehicles, the security guard said: "Hey, Lao Yang has been talking about you for a long time. Every day I complain to the old man and the old lady in the square that you two sons won't go home during the New Year without a phone call. Okay, now We both know you two stopped calling."
Yang Mo: "..."
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "Isn't this a surprise?"
"We asked him why he didn't move to live with the children when he talked about it so much. Old Yang shouted that he wouldn't be here anywhere, and he wouldn't leave for any amount of money." The security guard said with a smile, "Quickly pick him up, get down. Every chess is sloppy every day, which is irritating."
Han Shiyu and Yang Han laughed, and Han Lang also burst into laughter.
It's not that Yang Mo didn't let his father move in there, but the old man was too stubborn to agree.
The security guard handed the card to Han Shiyu. Han Shiyu paid the parking fee and drove in to find a parking space.
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The doorbell rang.
Lao Yang opened the door, and Bian Mu, who was raised at home, barked a few times.
Seeing Yang Mo, Lao Yang's eyes widened, and the first sentence: "You actually know how to come back."
Yang Mo said lightly, "Oh."
He then pointed his head and asked, "Where's Yang Han?"
Wearing new clothes, Yang Han came out from behind Yang Mo, pounced on it, and called sweetly, "Grandpa!"
Lao Yang's beard relaxed and his brows spread out. For the sake of Yang Mo's bringing back the precious granddaughter, I forgave this traitor for the time being.
Lao Yang patted his granddaughter hanging on his neck and said with a smile, "Get down, I can't breathe!"
Han Lang saw this scene when he came in. Lao Yang smiled at her and said, "Come on."
The heat was blowing hot. Han Lang looked around the warm and simple room of Chen style, stopped at the flowers and birds on the balcony, and walked over with joy.
She teased the caged canaries and budgerigars. Said, "I have raised so many birds again."
Old Yang said: "I think you are rare in this thing, so I want to buy a few more and bring them to you."
Han Lang shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I like it, I like it, I can't raise it well."
Lao Yang: "There are still a few durable orchids there. Bring a pot with you when you go back."
Han Lang: "Okay."
Yang Mo watched from a distance.
He knew that his father and Han Shiyu's mother had a very speculative chat about hobbies. It was suggested many times that Han Shiyu brought the two old men together. After all, both of them are single, so it is good to have a company in the back part of the road.
But Lao Yang always disagreed. He knew that Han Lang was the chairman of the board and also ran a company. The meaning of his words was that he was afraid of delaying Han Lang's affairs.
At that time, Han Shiyu laughed and said, "Old Yang knows he is shy."
Yang Han went to Bian Mu to play, and Lao Yang had enough introductions to Huaniao, but suddenly he found that there was one person missing, so he turned back and asked Yang Mo, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, "Where's Han Shiyu?"
Just passing by the community square, Han Shiyu came across a group of children setting off fireworks. Han Shiyu went to teach them not to set off fireworks and firecrackers without the company of adults.
After educating and educating, I played with them, and I didn't think about it.
Just at this moment, the children's whispers and crusades came from downstairs.
Yang Mo put down the teacup indifferently and said, "Fight with children in the square."
Lao Yang: "."