Ji Mingyue's make-up lesson plan was stillborn again.
Lin Feng still insisted on asking Ji Mingyue to find a professional and experienced old teacher, which would be more efficient and make up lessons more effective. But Ji Mingyue doesn't care about drinking, he doesn't care about efficiency at all, but he doesn't dare to show it too obviously, so he can only pester him a little childishly: "It's just the weekend, isn't it enough for two days? Usually I don't take up your time!"
Lin Feng said: "I also have something to do on weekends, so I'm not free."
"Ruthless." Ji Ming became more angry, "It's a pity that I came to see you!"
In fact, when he came to the hospital, he also wanted to take this opportunity to let Lin Feng know in an open and honest manner, and he knew him better, so as to pave the way for future "friendship assistance".
"You came here specially? Didn't you say that the teacher asked you to come to express condolences to me on behalf of the students?" Lin Feng had a half-smile, and as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Mingyue blinked his eyes quickly, obviously thinking How should I round this sentence up.
He was helpless and funny, and didn't bother to delve into it. Seeing that he had packed his things, he reached out to help Ji Mingyue put on the mask: "Okay, I'm doing it for your own good too."
Ji Mingyue: ... I'm doing it for your own good too! !
Jiang Manyun managed to leave the hospital before 11 o'clock, saving a day's bed fees. When she walked out of the hospital gate, she saw a large black SUV at the door. She was about to go around, but she heard Ji Mingyue say from behind: "Auntie, Get in that car over there, it belongs to my family."
Jiang Manyun hesitated for a moment, but Lin Feng knew that she was weak after the operation, so he said simply: "Mom, get in the car, don't blow the wind at the door."
The furnishings in the luxury car are very business-like, with leather seats, linen four-season mats, and a thick layer of velvet blanket under the feet, which is silent when stepped on.
A middle-aged man in a silver-gray suit was sitting in the driver's seat. Jiang Manyun was still hesitant to say hello. Ji Mingyue was the last to get in the car, and while buckling his seat belt, he said naturally: "Uncle Chen, thank you for your hard work." Just tell my classmate and his mother-aunt, you just tell Uncle Chen the address, he knows the way very accurately."
"Oh, yes." Jiang Manyun nodded quickly. She and Lin Feng took their things with them and went directly to the back seat. Ji Mingyue was the last to get in the car. Afraid of crowding them, he took the initiative to sit in the co-pilot and was pressing his phone with his head down.
She couldn't help being a little thankful that he sat in front and didn't notice her momentary embarrassment—she almost took Ji Mingyue's driver as her parent.
It has to be said that a luxurious private car and a skilled driver can be delivered all the way to the downstairs of the community. I don’t know how many times safer and more comfortable it is than looking for a car by yourself. The driver played pure music through the car speakers, the speed of the car was steady, and the air conditioner in the car was blowing warm air slowly, Jiang Manyun felt like he was about to fall asleep.
As for Lin Feng, apart from keeping an eye on her situation and helping her from time to time, he always looked out of the window indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking.
When they arrived at the place, Ji Mingyue and his driver helped them move things. Jiang Manyun was a patient who received special care, and finally went upstairs almost empty-handed. Jiang Manyun wanted to keep them for dinner, Ji Mingyue waved his hands and said with a smile: "No, Auntie, Uncle Chen has to go back to the company, and someone at my house will cook for me. I'll go back and change, and I have to go to school in the afternoon!"
Jiang Manyun thought that he had just moved back home and he didn't have anything good to entertain guests, so he didn't force him to stay: "Lin Feng, go and see Mingyue downstairs."
Ji Mingyue said: "No need, Auntie, I'm leaving now, Lin Feng, see you this afternoon!"
Lin Feng took two steps away, stood at the door, watched him bouncing downstairs, and replied, "See you in the afternoon."
"... Lin Feng." Jiang Manyun asked hesitantly behind him, "Is this your classmate's family...?"
"Very rich." Lin Feng took the initiative to help her complete the sentence, "The president of Hongming Real Estate is his father. I met him once when I went to his house."
"Hongming Real Estate?" Jiang Manyun took a breath, "That's our community..."
"Yeah." Lin Feng turned and went back to the living room, knelt on the sofa with one leg, and began to sort out the things they brought back from the hospital with his head down, "It's more than that."
Of course Jiang Manyun knows more than that, not only the entire community they live in belongs to Hongming Real Estate, but also half of the new buildings in this small city, as well as the suburbs and provinces... She guessed that Ji Mingyue's family is well-off, but she didn't expect to be so rich.
She looked at Lin Feng's busy back, thinking about future expenses, what kind of food to buy tonight is the most affordable... After a while, she calmed down and sighed softly: "Lin Feng, your classmate is kind-hearted and simple-minded. , Mom can see that he does some things naturally, which are caused by his growth environment, not to show off on purpose. It is rare for you to make such a good friend. Usually, don't take it too seriously, and don't give birth to others... "
Lin Feng could understand her tactful intentions—everyone could see that Ji Mingyue had never deliberately showed off, but that kind of difference was reflected in his unintentional actions.
Poverty in this world cannot be hidden, and the superiority cultivated since childhood is also engraved in the bones.
"I know." Lin Feng said softly with his back to her, "He... is very nice."
"As long as he doesn't hate me, I..." Lin Feng paused suddenly, as if he had realized something, and didn't go any further.
He put the last thing in order, stepped off the sofa with long legs, and walked to the kitchen: "I'll cook, mom, what do you want for lunch?"
Jiang Manyun also suppressed the subtlety in his heart, and said with a smile: "Cook whatever you want, there is nothing bad about the food my son cooks."
Until the end of the week, school life was uneventful.
Ji Mingyue is still studying books for the start of school, and Lin Feng will also take time to explain some knowledge to him. Because there was an exam when he came back on Monday, he even took the time to bet on the questions before school on Friday, saying that the exam was likely to be about these, and told him to memorize them by rote.
Ji Mingyue's admiration for him was like a torrent of water: this is probably a god of learning, he even knows what the school exams are about! Speaking of which, he suffered a change in his previous life. He started to skip classes in the second year of high school, and basically didn’t study well in the third year of high school. In the end, the college entrance examination was just changed from top2 to an ordinary one in the province. not on...
"What are you thinking about?" Lin Feng was still talking, and found that Ji Mingyue was distracted again, and couldn't help being a little upset.
"...It's great to think of you. There is simply no more kind and enthusiastic academic master than you in the world!" Ji Mingyue reacted, and quickly boasted to make up for it.
Lin Feng also smiled, but the front table couldn't take it anymore, he turned around and complained, "You two are so disgusting."
"Tch, it's because you don't understand us, Lin Feng!" Ji Ming stepped back, and when he spoke again, he consciously lowered his voice, "Lin Feng, you've helped me so much, why don't you just send the Buddha to see you?" To the west, think about making up lessons? Don't worry, I won't treat you badly... "
Lin Feng had already started to work on the questions, bowed his head and said, "I really have something to do this weekend."
"What's the matter?" Ji Ming asked unwillingly.
"It's none of your business." Lin Feng had no choice but to turn his head, reached out and rubbed and pushed the top of his head, which forced him to lower his head, "Hurry up and recite the question."
Ji Mingyue knocked his chin on his arm, stared at the densely packed topics in front of him, and muttered softly: "I can find out if you don't tell me..."
Lin Feng: "What did you say?"
Ji Mingyue: "Wow, I really want to know the solution to this problem!"
Lin Feng: "..."
In this small northern city where they are located, the major shopping malls are generally only open until the 29th of the New Year. guest.
It wasn't until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month that the commercial streets of the small town were truly rejuvenated, and various lively activities took place.
It wasn't long before Lin Feng started looking for a job, and his connections were almost zero. He was young, under the age of eighteen, and now the temporary part-time job that he could find with the most lucrative hourly salary and the easiest payment was to put on a doll costume, Hand out leaflets on a commercial street to attract customers.
He was wearing a blue Doraemon doll costume. He also had a companion named "Pikachu", a fat man who was five or six years older than him. Since he couldn't find a job and didn't have any skills, he finally chose to do this.
Because the headgear is too heavy and the clothes are too thick, in order to avoid physical exhaustion, they can have fifteen minutes of rest every hour. Fatty was here a few years ago, and he told Lin Feng as an "experienced person" that it is best for them to intersperse with each other to rest, so as not to be seen by the shopkeeper as not working, feel lazy, and then deduct their wages.
Lin Feng agreed, but when it was time for a break, he would get up and continue working after fifteen minutes each time; however, every time it was the fat man's turn, he always had various reasons to delay the break until the second hour. Ten minutes, thirty minutes, until I couldn't stand it anymore, and then I came out dawdly.
In the afternoon, seeing that the fat man seemed to be repeating his old tricks again, he hid somewhere, and he didn't come out after dawdling for more than 20 minutes. —Actually, how long the other party is lazy has nothing to do with Lin Feng's own rest time, but the feeling that he abides by the rules while the other party cheats and plays tricks really makes people unhappy.
Even though this is the weather in early March, the scorching sun at noon is still enough to bear, and the sticky sweat flows from the back of the neck to the back, an annoying dampness.
When Lin Feng was already getting irritable, his companion "Pikachu" finally wobbled out from a certain corner.
I don't know if it's his illusion, that "Pikachu" seems to have lost weight