If there is anyone or something worth remembering about Xu Qiao's unbearable primary school days, it is probably that during those dark years, she was lucky to have a friend.
The boy was two years older than her, and he was the disciplinary committee member of the brigade in the school. Although, like her, his family background was not outstanding in the circle, but because of his top grades, gentle personality and helpfulness, he was also very upright and clean, and his situation was not good. as bad as she is.
She couldn't remember the exact circumstances of her first encounter with him.
That period of time was regarded as "childhood shame" by her, so many memories were faded by her subconscious when she grew up. She only vaguely remembered that one day, she was made things difficult by Zhao Baoxing's group in the gymnasium, and he appeared and chased her away. lost them.
He is the disciplinary committee member of the brigade, and it is not difficult to restrain the bullying junior school girls with legitimate reasons, so similar things happened several times afterwards.
After a few times, she realized that he seemed to be helping her instead of discipline, so she took the initiative to ask his name.
"Song Mian."—Just like just now, he only said these two words, and left in a hurry without clarifying which "Mian" it was, probably not expecting anything in return.
Back then, she didn't have so many twists and turns in her mind, so she chased him directly, stopped him and said, my family makes jewelry, and I will send you two diamonds, thank you.
He waved his hand and said no.
She asked again, isn't this how you help me in vain
He smiled and said, from now on, you should be my friend. Friends should help friends, so there is no need to send diamonds.
Xu Qiao could remember this conversation very clearly, perhaps because he was the first person in this city who was willing to be her friend.
And what he said was "You should be my friend", not the condescending, generous "I'll be your friend".
So she happily accepts him.
But the two were not in the same grade, and they said they were friends, but they didn't have much intersection later.
In Xu Qiao's memory, only that summer was left. Occasionally after school, he would accompany her to sit in the stands of the green field, holding a Chinese book, and correcting her accent that was laughed at over and over again.
So even though this boy suddenly left her without saying goodbye after the summer, even though his face was blurred in her heart after so many years, she could still talk to him with a calm and refreshing way when she heard his name. Grass flavors ties together.
Xu Qiao stood in the porch in a daze for a long time, slightly dazed.
Coincidentally, if it had been a few months earlier, she might not have been able to immediately pick this person out of her memory.
The reason why I can easily remember it now is because when I was dumped by Cheng Ye, Zhu Li said that she was so pitiful. She was not convinced that her first love was given to such a scumbag. I can't tell the truth about the beautification of memory, and describe him as a heroic knight who "wears colorful holy clothes and steps on colorful auspicious clouds" to save the princess from fire and water.
Zhu Li said that "elementary school chickens read texts and practice pronunciation together" is also considered a relationship, she insisted on saying it, and forcibly pulled people out of the old past for a first love.
Xu Qiao wanted to tell Zhu Li about this, to digest the shock of reuniting with Song Mian, but they had been disconnected for a long time.
She had no choice but to go to the studio first, while silently sorting out the reasons why Song Mian was hiding in front of her in the car.
After he left without saying goodbye, she was angry and sad for a long time, until she learned that he had gone south with his parents because of the difficulties in the family business, and she was relieved.
Thinking about it this way, is Song Mian the same as she is now, feeling that her family has fallen, so she is unwilling to face her old friend
But since he didn't like this circle, at his age, why didn't he work in a big hospital instead of working as a private doctor for the rich
There are too many doubts, if it were Xu Qiao before, maybe he would ask him to clarify. But now that she has "empathy" for his situation, she suddenly doesn't dare to go her own way.
And her condescending, inquisitive attitude just now should have made him quite uncomfortable.
Xu Qiao was thinking all the way, and walked up the spiral staircase of the studio like a wandering soul, when someone came to meet him unexpectedly.
"Ah, Miss Yu, I was looking for you!" The other party stopped while holding the tablet.
Xu Qiao raised her head and recognized the person coming.
This is the same jewelry designer as her. She is not much different from her age. He is also a fledgling rookie. His surname is Pi and his name is Dan. Everyone in the studio calls him "Little Preserved Egg".
"What do you want from me?" Xu Qiao asked absently.
Pi Dan rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly: "That's it, that's it, can I share the big studio with you recently? I want to participate in this competition..." He showed her the tablet, "I need to prepare hand-drawn manuscripts, your side The lighting equipment is better."
"No problem." Xu Qiao nodded, and was about to pass by him when she caught a glimpse of the flat screen, "Wait a minute, what kind of game is this?"
She pointed to the Burmese sapphire with amazing visual clarity and carat on the screen and said.
"A folk jewelry design competition in Belgium, this Burmese sapphire rough is one of the winners."
"A folk competition so generous?" Xu Qiao was surprised.
"Yeah, everyone was shocked. You know the jewelry collector Townsend?"
"certainly."
"A while ago, Townsend held a jewelry auction in Beicheng. The bracelet made of Burmese sapphires sold for 20 million yuan. Have you heard of it?"
"..." Not only had she heard of it, she was also the loser in that auction.
Xu Qiao nodded: "Well, I heard a little."
"This rough stone was sponsored by Townsend. Not only has it reached the royal blue level, but it is also purer in clarity than the main stone of the bracelet at the auction, and its weight is close to 80 carats. And it is actually the winner of the rookie group."
"The rookie group?"
"Yes, the competition is divided into a professional group and a rookie group. The prizes for the professional group have not been announced yet, but the gold medal for the rookie group is this rough stone. Do you think the thorn is exciting?"
Xu Qiao's mind fluttered, and her face became calm: "It's a little exciting."——It's very exciting.
"Although the authority of this kind of folk competition is not high, it is quite worth a small test for newcomers. Maybe they will emerge. Besides, the prizes are so rich. If you don't fight, you will never know that you are close to being exposed overnight. How close to being rich."
"It's not unreasonable what you said." - It's too reasonable.
Xu Qiao patted him on the shoulder, went upstairs thoughtfully and walked into the office, closed the door calmly, ran to the computer, and frantically searched for information about the game.
When she learned that there were only ten hours left before the deadline for registration, she felt that she might not be able to concentrate on thinking about Song Mian for the time being.
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Sometimes when people make a decision, they often need to be pushed by time.
When you have a full week to consider whether to do something, many negative factors will dispel your enthusiasm and aggravate your worries day by day, but when you only have ten hours left, this matter may be decided in a flash.
Xu Qiao contacted Yujin, and got her positive answer of "you can try it" in the evening. She excitedly filled out her personal information and submitted the registration application in the name of "Yu Li", an intern jewelry designer in Berg Jewelry Studio.
After doing this, it was completely dark.
When Pi Dan heard that she had signed up, he was very happy that there was someone of the same kind on the road to riches, so he ordered a dinner for her and encouraged her to enter the studio together.
Xu Qiao was planning to retreat and create, when he suddenly received a text message from Cheng Lang: "Come downstairs?"
After the drunk incident, she hadn't met Cheng Lang yet.
Xu Qiao was a little flustered, trying to pretend she didn't see it, but she saw the Bentley parked downstairs through the floor-to-ceiling windows, so she had no choice but to reply, "I'm busy."
Cheng Lang: "I'll just delay you for fifteen minutes."
"..." Xu Qiao couldn't look directly at the word "fifteen minutes" now, so she took a deep breath and did some mental training before wrapping up a coat and scarf, putting on a hat covering her forehead and going downstairs.
Bentley deliberately drove to the door of the studio, and the time to get into the car could not freeze her, and her fully armed appearance made people laugh.
Xu Qiao sat in the back seat, kept the furthest distance from Cheng Lang, and said very quickly, "Why do you want me?"
Like a child who did something wrong, with a bad attitude, he clumsily concealed his guilt and panic.
Cheng Lang lowered his head and smiled, watching her dressed up as a zongzi, and lowered half of the car window to prevent the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car from causing her to catch a cold. Then he took out an ice pack from the car refrigerator and said, "I'll put it on your forehead."
She was taken aback: "ah, Dr. Song...Did he tell you?"
"Yeah." Cheng Lang waved, "Come here."
Xu Qiao shook her head and reached out to him: "Give me the ice pack, I'll do it myself..."
He took the ice pack and touched her palm slightly.
Xu Qiao immediately shrank back: "Hiss..."
"Are you still going by yourself?" he asked.
"Why don't you get cold?" She squinted at him, and nodded her cheek, "Are you particularly thick-skinned?"
"Yes, I have very thick skin," Cheng Lang nodded amusedly, "Can you come here?"
Xu Qiao cleared her throat, reluctantly moved a little, and stingily leaned over half of her body.
Cheng Lang turned sideways, took off her hat with one hand, and helped the back of the seat behind her with the other.
Xu Qiao's heart trembled suddenly, and she nervously glanced at the arm that circled him: "Can you change the position?"
This posture is like he is whispering in her ear.
Cheng Lang looked down at her: "What ideas do you have?"
"That's all, except for this posture."
Cheng Lang stepped back, picked up a small pillow, and put it on his lap: "Then lie down."
"..." This posture seems to be more restrictive.
"Didn't it mean that you can do anything but that posture?" Cheng Lang urged, "Ice packs won't work if you release heat. You don't want to wear a hat to cover your forehead all winter, do you?"
Xu Qiao stared: "So serious?"
"Doctor Song said."
"He didn't tell me it would take that long."
"Told me."
When Song Mian was mentioned just now, Xu Qiao had a change of heart and said, "There are two ways to say this. I think he is a quack doctor, right? If he is really capable, why don't he go to a big hospital at such a young age to treat you capitalist class? Exploitation?"
"He is very good, but encountered some special circumstances."
"What special circumstances?"
"This is personal privacy." Cheng Lang raised his brows, "You seem to care about my personal doctor?"
It really is wishful thinking to try to get the words out of this man's mouth.
"I care about my body. You keep asking him to see a doctor for me. I don't know how professional he is?"
"Then let me see another doctor next time."
"..." Xu Qiao's eyelids twitched, "You don't want to fire people, do you?"
"Probably not." Cheng Lang secretly gave Gao Rui in the passenger seat a "Go and check" wink, then patted the pillow, and silently urged Xu Qiao again.
Xu Qiao felt that she seemed to see a little bit of "you won't do it if you behave better" from this action.
What is this bloody script for childhood playmates to trade their bodies to evil forces.
She compromised, lay down in slow motion, and lay on his legs across the pillow. She shivered before she could lie down, and tried to get up again with her hands, but was pushed back by Cheng Lang's head.
"I'm not going to eat you here," he said.
"..." The man's art of speaking came again. The accent is on "here" instead of "eat you", which means where will it eat her
Cheng Lang took a breath, resisting the slight abnormalities in his body, pressed an ice pack to her forehead, and distracted himself while talking to her: "Have you had dinner yet?"
Xu Qiao's limbs were extremely stiff, and she just needed this kind of unnutritious conversation to distract her attention. She blinked quickly, and answered, "I've eaten."
"What did you eat?"
"dumpling."
"What stuffing?" Cheng Lang adjusted the position of the ice pack, pressing and placing it on her forehead so that she would not be frozen.
"Cabbage? Mushrooms? Probably, I don't know either."
"Why are you so vegetarian?"
"Pitta seems to be losing weight."
"Then you can order something else."
Xu Qiao's body gradually relaxed during the boring conversation, and found that Cheng Lang was concentrating on ice compresses, without any behavior of mopping up, and also had a refreshing feeling of "this dog man is serving me".
Her tone became less rigid, and she muttered, "I'm lazy and I'm busy."
Cheng Lang's breathing also became a little smoother, from looking straight ahead uncomfortably to being able to look down at her: "What are you up to?"
"Just draw." Xu Qiao didn't want to let him know about it before the result of the competition came out.
Cheng Lang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, a pair of people stood side by side against the glass, their hands circled into the shape of binoculars, looking at the small half window of the Bentley's rear seat, they all took a breath.
Su Shan snorted: "I just said that the boss has something to do with sister Yuli, right?"
Rosa stared with fiery eyes: "It's not just 'a little bit', how long has the little girl been lying down? I drove here at night just for this kind of thing, isn't the boss too beastly?"