Jiang Cheng was surprised by the lip mold Gu Fei said. Ding Zhuxin and her friends seemed to be insane. Ding Zhuxin designed a beggar uniform, and the picture was very high. He had seen Gu Fei give her a post-production experience. , A variety of unpredictable or small fresh copywriting, and her friend is looking for a man to wear lipstick to take a photo...
However, it seems that there is a lot of money, and a completely inexperienced novice like him can almost make up more than half of the money that has already been given to Li Baoguo and will be given to Li Baoguo for a few days.
Jiang Cheng doesn't care whether he wears lipstick or not. After all, he has even worn crazy primitive people. After all, he is a handsome guy who has a good appearance and a figure and is not afraid of all neuroses. He feels that he will not be able to take a lipstick photo. It's hard to see where to go.
"I wanted to push my time to the summer vacation," Gu Fei said, "but they are more anxious and can't wait. I think their set time is one week before the final exam. Will it have any impact?"
"No." Jiang Cheng said.
"How long do you review?" Gu Fei asked.
"Debris time and sleep an hour later," Jiang Yan glanced at him, "Learn something, scum."
"The most fragmented time I spend sleeping." Gu Fei smiled.
After going to Wang Xu's house to eat the pie, everything seemed to be back to the previous state.
Generally speaking, Jiang Cheng has two ways to deal with things that bother him and can’t solve them. One is to keep thinking and thinking again and again. Finally, the matter has lost its original power. When I think about it again, there will be a feeling of numbness, such as those affirmations that never seem to be obtained. After getting used to it, he no longer feels anymore. The other is to bury it in my heart, never touch it again, and deliberately avoid it. , Will really forget at some point, such as those calm accusations that never end.
Regarding Li Baoguo, Jiang Cheng used the latter method. This too tragic ending is not suitable for repeated thinking and reappearance. He buried this in his heart and tried his best not to touch it again.
Li Hui would not notify him of any news. A few days later, when Li Hui and his sister-in-law came to the school with a receipt of 3,000 yuan to get the money, they didn't even tell him the time of Li Baoguo's cremation.
"Wait for me to see." Jiang Cheng stood at the school gate, took the receipt and took a closer look, and recognized a bunch of shit-like words. Fortunately, he was more experienced in dealing with his own words for a long time. After that, he took out a box of inkpad from his pocket, which he borrowed from Lao Xu's office before he came out, "Press a handprint and press on your name."
"You're endless!" Li Hui went on fire, "What the fuck is your handprint! It's only three thousand dollars, you think you got three million dollars!"
"Well, you can take these three thousand dollars together," Jiang Cheng sneered. "Press or not, you won't be given the money without this handprint. You will turn your face and say that this word is my imitation. , Where shall I go to reason."
As soon as Li Hui stared, he wanted to move forward, and Wang Xu's roar came from behind him: "What are you doing? Is it over? Do you need a few brothers to help out!"
There were a few people standing in the school gate, Gu Fei, Wang Xu, Lu Xiaobin and Guo Xu. Among these people, Gu Fei knew what was going on. Wang Xu knew about it. Lu Xiaobin and Guo Xu were both named by Wang Xu. To support the scene, a few people posed their faces and slammed their faces. There was a kind of stance that could push the school gate out at any time. The guards were a little nervous, and Li Hui naturally lost his voice when he watched.
"Fuck." Li Hui took the ink pad, dipped it with his thumb, and pressed it on the receipt.
"Okay," Jiang Cheng looked at his fingerprints, quite clearly, took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Li Hui, "Just a little bit."
Li Hui pressed the fire open and glanced at the envelope, without counting, he turned and left with a dark face.
Jiang Cheng looked at their backs and let out a long sigh of relief.
When he turned around and walked into the school, Gu Fei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he also hooked the corner of his mouth.
After the relaxation, he was a little confused. Li Hui didn't seem to have any sense of Li Baoguo's death, and he was full of confidence even when he asked for money. He really couldn't understand what kind of mentality it was.
After Li Baoguo’s matter was over, it seemed that everything was over. Jiang Cheng buried the matter in his heart, and even Pan Zhi didn’t tell him. If Pan Zhi never mentioned this person again, he probably would never take the initiative to talk about it. this matter.
Life and death, thinking about it, feels quite magical.
A person just disappeared, from one kind of talk to another kind of talk. After a few streets from the steel factory, no one knows that such a person has ever existed, and no one knows that this person is. Leave like this.
How he lived, how he died, only existed in the distant memories of those pitiful people.
Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that he was small and scary. Where did he come from, how he lived, how he struggled, how he worked hard, and where he was going in the end, it was just a story no one knew.
Only oneself knows whether to go up or down, only oneself.
It took another week for Old Xu, who was like an old hen, to have a conversation with him. The subject was not Li Baoguo, but the final exam that was about to come in a week.
When Jiang Cheng looked at Old Xu, he suddenly felt that the uncle's emotional intelligence had improved strangely.
"How is the review?" Old Xu asked him while handing him a kraft paper file bag. "These are some papers I found for you. Do you have time to do it?"
"Well," Jiang Cheng took the file bag, "It's okay, I have two afternoons to ask for leave this week... I will tell you in advance."
"Ask for leave?" Old Xu looked at him, "What's the matter?"
"It's... a private matter." Jiang Cheng said, I'm going to put on lipstick to make money, Mr. Xu.
"Can you tell me something?" Old Xu asked again.
"No." Jiang Cheng refused categorically.
"You child," Old Xu sighed, and after a while pondering, he asked with a friendly smile, "Are you having difficulties with money? I can apply for you..."
"No, no, I don't have any difficulties," Jiang Cheng said quickly, "Don't bother teachers, schools and countries."
"What a good boy," Old Xu said, thinking about it again, "then let's make a donation in the class..."
"Mr. Xu!" Jiang Cheng felt that Lao Xu's EQ couldn't even be praised in his heart. He just slipped to the end. He looked at Lao Xu very sincerely and almost burst into tears, "I really don't lack money. , I have money, really, ten million! Do not worry about this for me, I beg you."
"Good, good," Old Xu nodded, and immediately added, "If you have any difficulties, you must tell me."
"I'll say it." Jiang Cheng nodded vigorously.
Old Xu didn't ask Jiang Cheng about the reason for asking for leave, but he approved it all when he asked for leave, but...
Jiang Cheng sat in the taxi and glanced at Gu Fei next to him: "Did you take leave or absenteeism?"
"School absenteeism," Gu Fei lowered his head to play with the mentally handicapped, "I asked for leave, how could Old Xu agree."
"Then did he know that we two went out together?" Jiang Cheng asked. (End of this chapter)