Bian Nan wanted to call Bian Xinyu a few times to ask her what was going on, but after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't call. The relationship between him and Bian Xinyu was not something that he could call calmly.
The fact that she secretly went to the restaurant to apply for a job made Bian Nan very upset. Qiu Yi is his friend, and the whole family knows that Bian Xinyu likes Qiu Yi, and the whole family knows that Bian Xinyu likes Qiu Yi. Now she suddenly went to work in Qiu Yi on her own initiative. The restaurant went to work, Bian Nan really didn't know how his family would react.
He was a little afraid to tell his father.
The training in the afternoon is not too busy, there are a few girls in this class, they don't like to talk very much, they just keep their heads down and practice the ball, Bian Nan just needs to feed them the ball as Gu Wei asked to accompany them in practice.
But not long after practicing, the second son of Mr. Luo's family came again during the break. As soon as he came, he ran to Bian Nan's field and sat down next to Bian Nan.
Bian Nan glanced at him, but said nothing.
The second son of Mr. Luo's family is called Luo Yiyang. Bian Nan has inquired about it. Luo Yiyang is two years older than him and is in his sophomore year. As long as he is on vacation, he will basically spend time on Zhanfei's court.
Bian Nan always thought that he was only interested in that mustache, this person must be five or six years older than himself, but the mustache has been shaved off in the past two days, so it can be seen that he is not very old.
"Having a rest?" Luo Yiyang asked.
"En." Bian Nan replied.
"Go over there," Luo Yiyang pointed to the empty court next door, "play two rounds with me."
"Tired," Bian Nan didn't move, Luo Yiyang's level is not very good, Bian Nan played with him twice before, it was really boring, "I don't want to move."
"Don't you dare?" Luo Yiyang stood up.
"Why don't you dare, have you won me?" Bian Nan said, Luo Yiyang is a bit of a dick, he looks quite awkward, and after a few times of contact, he knows that's not the case, Bian Nan talks to him more easily Whatever, "All backhands make it impossible for you to win."
"Cut," Luo Yiyang was very disdainful, "Then let me backhand all the way."
"Hey..." Bian Nan sighed, stood up and took the beat, "I only have ten minutes, and I have to practice here later."
"I know." Luo Yiyang turned around and walked over there.
There is no suspense at all, Luo Yiyang's level is considered good among ordinary people, but in front of Bian Nan, he really can only run with the ball.
Ten minutes later, he put the racket on his shoulder: "Okay, stop playing."
"En." Bian Nan turned his head and prepared to go back there to continue practicing with the little girl.
"Hey, let me say," Luo Yiyang called him, "Are you from a sports school?"
"Yes." Bian Nan replied.
"You play so well, why don't you continue to play? Our school is next to the sports academy, and I feel that the level of those tennis players is not as good as yours." Luo Yiyang said.
Bian Nan was a little speechless, he had not been here for a long time as an intern, this was the third time someone asked this question, Shi Jiang asked it before, Gu Wei asked it before, and now Luo Yiyang also asked it.
Why don't you keep playing if you play so well.
Looking back and thinking about his performance in the game, it is really good. If he keeps playing, he should develop. However, although he doesn't know what he likes, he knows that he doesn't like tennis.
"I don't like tennis." Bian Nan muffled his voice.
"Then why are you learning tennis?" Luo Yiyang asked.
Bian Nan looked back at him: "I don't know."
"Sad," Luo Yiyang said, "sad."
Bian Nan looked at him with a sad look on his face: "Are you going to write a poem or an article?"
"Life has no direction, how sad." Luo Yiyang looked at him.
"Fuck," Bian Nan clicked his tongue, "Who says I have no direction."
He probably didn't have it before, and now he actually doesn't think about it in the long run, but he has a goal for the time being.
Get a head coach like Shi Jiang.
Gu Wei was quite satisfied with him, and would come over and pat him on the shoulder every time training was over: "Young man is smart, energetic, better than..."
"Much better than your teaching assistant before." Bian Nan said for him.
"That's right," Gu Wei said with a smile, "Will you go home later? Why don't we go home and have a drink?"
"I have to go home. I told my dad to go home for dinner." As soon as Bian Nan thought of going home, he remembered Bian Xinyu, the rebellious princess, and felt depressed for a while.
"Then another day, anyway, you come every day now." Gu Wei smiled.
"Okay." Bian Nan grinned happily.
The salary for an internship is very low, less than half of that of a full-time new employee. This less than two thousand yuan is almost like having no money in the eyes of Bian Nan. When he was in school, his pocket money was more than that, but Qiu Yi said he A family of three basically spends that much a month.
So Bian Nan decided to see if he could live on his wages every month. Now he would take the subway to get home from get off work. Before that, he would have to take a taxi when he went out to buy some snacks.
It's really uncomfortable to be squeezed in the subway during the rush hour. He wears a purse from someone who doesn't know who's behind his waist. In front of him is a big sister who keeps turning 180 degrees. She turned four times in one stop. , and couldn't find a suitable standing posture, because the hair flying around in static electricity covered Bian Nan's face.
"Sister," Bian Nan couldn't bear it any longer, "Can you tie your hair up?"
"What?" The eldest sister looked at him in surprise.
"I don't want to eat your hair anymore." Bian Nan said helplessly.
The eldest sister was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed her hair, looked at it, touched it again, and then took a rubber band out of her pocket to tie her hair up.
Just as Bian Nan breathed a sigh of relief, the subway arrived at the station, and the people around him instantly moved towards the door. Bian Nan was inexperienced and stood too close to the door, so he was wrapped up by the crowd and thrown onto the platform without a chance to struggle.
"Fuck!" Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and when he wanted to turn back and squeeze into the car, the car was already full of people.
He didn't know how to squeeze into the car again, and after waiting for a while behind the pile of people who wanted to get into the car, the car drove away.
"Hey!" Bian Nan watched the car drive into the tunnel, he didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.
Just as he was depressed, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang, and he took it out, Qiu Dabao.
"Hi!" He answered the phone.
"I'm so full of energy, I'm startled." Qiu Yi over there smiled.
"Are you off work?" Bian Nan asked, hearing Qiu Yi's voice, he felt much relieved.
"What shift is off? I'm about to get busy. It's dinner time. I'll call you now," Qiu Yi said with a smile, "Where are you?"
"... the subway station, I was squeezed off halfway and couldn't get on," Bian Nan said, feeling depressed again, "What do you mean by this subway? There are still a lot of people waiting, how can I get on later? ?”
"Squeeze, what do you think of taking a taxi? You have to grab a taxi during peak hours, and you, an athlete, can't squeeze in?" Qiu Yi laughed for a long time.
"There are so many people..." Bian Nan felt dizzy, "There are also little girls, won't half of them be crowded in a while and someone will call them hooligans?"
"It's fine if you can't yell," Qiu Yi imitated his tone and yelled, "Who the hell is touching my ass!"
"Fuck, you are really shameless." Bian Nan laughed.
"Squeeze slowly, you will have experience in the future." Qiu Yi paused, as if he was smoking, "Remember to tell your dad about Bian Xinyu when you get home."
"Hey, I know, you called just to talk about this?" Bian Nan leaned against the pillar next to him.
"I'm afraid you won't tell me." Qiu Yi said.
Bian Nan didn't make a sound, he really didn't want to say anything.
"Let me tell you," Qiu Yi saw that he was silent, and said again, "You have to tell me about this, before your father and aunt know it, or we will become accomplices. When your dad gets angry, he will take you with him, understand."
"... Oh, I see." Bian Nan sighed, Qiu Yi thought about everything more than him.
When the next train came, Bian Nan quickly squeezed into the crowd, rushed forward as if fighting with the crowd, and after being caught in the crowd, he felt much more relaxed, and was wrapped up by the crowd and rolled into the carriage as usual.
He squeezed in the middle again in case he was taken to the platform at the next stop.
When he got out of the subway at the last station, he felt that his clothes were squeezed and turned around.
When I got home, the nanny was busy in the kitchen, my father and aunt were talking in the living room, and Bian Hao was sitting watching TV.
"What's wrong? Why are the clothes torn?" The aunt stood up when she saw him.
"Ah?" Bian Nan was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his head, he realized that the sleeve of his coat had been torn open, probably caught in someone's bag or something, he sighed, "I came back by squeezing the subway."
"... Isn't this looking tired." Dad also sighed.
"Isn't it the same as Xin Yu's insistence on going to work." Bian Hao followed with a sigh.
Bian Nan was a little surprised that Bian Hao didn't choke him today, but this reminded him that he had to tell his father about Bian Xinyu, so he bit the bullet and said, "Dad, I have something to tell you. Say."
Dad followed him upstairs and into his room.
"Has Bian Xinyu come back?" He glanced at the door of Bian Xinyu's room diagonally opposite, it was closed.
"It's going to be late, and I went shopping with my classmates, what's wrong?" Dad immediately got a little nervous when he heard Bian Xinyu's name.
"Well... Then, Qiu Yi called me," Bian Nan scratched his head, "He said that he saw her in the restaurant, and she went to apply for the job by herself, and the store is currently recruiting, so I want it."
"What?" Dad was stunned, "Is this kid crazy!"
"I don't know... Dad..." Bian Nan didn't know how to respond.
"Okay, I see," Dad patted him on the shoulder, "I'll talk to her, oh..."
Bian Nan felt that it was wise for his father to choose to talk to Bian Xinyu after dinner, Bian Nan could hear Bian Xinyu's angry crying even when he stayed in his room.
If we had discussed this before the meal, we would not be able to eat the meal.
However, this conversation didn't seem to have much effect. Father and aunt Bian Haoqi went into battle, but Bian Xinyu couldn't be compromised.
When the downstairs was quiet, Bian Nan gently opened the door, wanting to go to the kitchen to get some juice.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Bian Xinyu running up with red eyes, Bian Nan hurried back into the room, and when he was about to close the door, Bian Xinyu had already run outside his door: "Bian Nan! How much hatred do you have with me? Ah, the small report is really unambiguous at all! Villain!"
Bian Nan didn't speak, Bian Hao's voice came from the other side of the stairs: "Why are you scolding him, maybe he won't talk about it."
"Are you talking for Bian Nan?" Bian Xinyu suddenly turned her head and stared at Bian Hao, "Don't talk to me in the future, I'll be annoyed when I see you! I'm so annoyed!"
In fact, Bian Nan was quite surprised to say such a sentence to Bian Hao, but before he could think about it, Bian Xinyu's loud slamming door startled him a lot.
Bian Hao exchanged glances with him and went upstairs.
"You said it was a mess, but I won't say it. Dad will blame me. I said it, and Bian Xinyu called me a villain." Bian Nan called Qiu Yi.
A table of guests had just left Qiu Yi's side, and happened to smoke a cigarette at the back door when he had time, Bian Nan could hear the wind on the receiver, and he clicked his tongue: "I'm still coughing, this is blowing hair and smoking, yes Don't you think I didn't serve you enough?"
"I'll go in right away, I don't cough much anymore," Qiu Yi smiled, "You have to say Bian Xinyu scolds you, between her and your dad, of course you have to stand by your dad's side."
"Well," Bian Nan sat on the chair and turned around, "But it feels like Bian Hao drank too much today, and he didn't choke with me, and even said something for me, it's not his style."
"Of course I have to talk to you," Qiu Yi clicked his tongue, "I probably knew from the beginning that Bian Xinyu couldn't be persuaded, if she really came to work, Bian Hao still expected to find out about his precious sister from you. "
"...Yeah, it's true," Bian Nan laughed, "He's a very dedicated brother."
"But you can tell them, don't worry too much. After all, our restaurant is also expensive. The private rooms are pretty good. There are not many things to do. If you drink too much, there will be fewer troubles." Qiu Yi thought for a while, " I'll help you with anything."
"Yo," Bian Nan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "Ouch..."
"Oh shit," Qiu Yile said, "If I really don't care, I won't come to you if something happens, and I won't feel sorry for you if you feel bad."
"You're the only one who can fucking talk," Bian Nan filed his teeth, "Come on, don't blow the hair, you're done smoking, go into the house."
Qiu Yi smoked a cigarette and went back to the restaurant. In order to cope with the labor shortage around the Chinese New Year, the store recruited a lot of new waiters, some with experience, some with no experience, and old employees like Qiu Yi had to help Teach.
However, he doesn't mind increasing the workload. These are not for nothing. Xiao Man's biggest advantage is that he is generous to the employees. She will ask the foreman to count such things as overtime pay.
Bian Xinyu was considered to be the top among the newly recruited waiters. She was beautiful, smart, and sweet-mouthed. The foreman liked it very much at first sight, so she was assigned to a private room.
When Qiu Yi went to work in the store the next day, she had already changed into the uniform of the restaurant, and listened to the foreman explain the work together with a few new employees.
"Hey Xiaoqiu, it's just right, you come and tell them first, I'm still busy there." The foreman waved when he saw Qiu Yi coming in.
"Yeah." Qiu Yi nodded, and saw Bian Xinyu's smiling eyes in the past, but there were some dark circles under her eyes, probably because she was so angry with her family yesterday that she didn't sleep well all night.
Qiu Yi had just finished making up lessons for him in the morning, and he was quite tired when he came here, but he still explained everything he needed to pay attention to before the guests.
"Got it?" he asked.
Everyone nodded to show they understood, and then Qiu Yi turned and went to the locker room.
When she changed her clothes and came out, Bian Xinyu was waiting for him outside the dressing room, and when she saw him, she walked over shyly: "Did I come here to trouble you? I'm sorry, I didn't expect to come here." Come... ”
"It's okay," Qiu Yi glanced at her, "Just do what you should do."
"Understood," Bian Xinyu nodded, turned around and took two steps, then turned around again, "If there is anything I don't understand, I can ask you?"
"En." Qiu Yi responded.
After Bian Xinyu walked away and went upstairs, someone patted Qiu Yi on the shoulder from behind. Qiu Yi turned his head and saw that it was Xiao Li, a waiter in the same class as him. He smiled: "Why?"
"You two know each other?" Xiao Li squeezed his eyes, "Girlfriend?"
"No." Qiu Yi said.
"No way, it looks like you at first glance, and doesn't look like someone who comes to work in a restaurant." Xiao Li didn't believe it.
"Is it because you have to grow up like you to come to work in a restaurant?" Qiu Yi smiled, "You are too disrespectful to Sister Man."
"Damn it," Xiao Li stopped rolling his eyes as soon as he heard it, and glared at him, "Your mouth is annoying."
"You asked for it," Qiu Yi straightened his clothes, "Go to work."
There are quite a lot of customers at noon, but this meal is more in the lobby and booths. Compared with the relaxation of the boxes upstairs, the waiters in the lobby are very busy.
Usually people are not so busy, but because although there is simple training, the new waiters are still a little unskilled, and the serving of food is much slower.
The waiters in the box usually don't have to come down to help, but Bian Xinyu, a spoiled young lady, is quite good at coming. When Qiu Yi and the other waiters were busy, she ran over: "There is no one upstairs, I'll go up here." Can you help me?"
"Okay, you help serve the dishes." The foreman happened to be urging people on the side, and nodded as soon as he heard it.
Bian Xinyu immediately took the tray and followed Qiu Yi into the hall.
However, although Bian Xinyu was very active, her business was still a little raw. When there were too many dishes on the tray, she couldn't grasp the balance. After taking away a dish, the tray in her hand was tilted.
Qiu Yi was right behind her, and before he took the food, he had already noticed that the tray was not held correctly, it must be overturned, so he quickly walked two steps over, and stretched out his hand to support the tray when it was tilted.
"Hey!" Bian Xinyu yelled in a low voice, patted her chest, and when she turned around and saw that it was him, she smiled, "I was scared to death, thank you."
"Didn't you teach me this before? You can't trust me like that." Qiu Yi said.
"Forget it when you're busy," Bian Xinyu adjusted, "Is that right?"
"En." Qiu Yi turned and walked away.
After the busy work at noon, Qiu Yi took a cigarette and went out the back door. As soon as he went out, he saw Bian Xinyu holding on to the wall with one hand and taking off his shoes with the other.
"What's wrong?" Qiu Yi asked with a cigarette in his mouth.
Bian Xinyu was startled, quickly threw the shoe on the ground, took two steps, and shoved her foot back into the shoe embarrassingly.
"Does your foot hurt?" Qiu Yi glanced at her.
"... Well, I've never stood for such a long time before." Bian Xinyu bit her lip, she was probably a little embarrassed that her image was seen by Qiu Yi, she didn't bend over to put on her shoes, she just put her feet together Slowly insert it into the shoe little by little, and stop halfway through, probably because my feet are swollen and I can't stuff them in without the help of my hands.
Qiu Yi took the lighter and turned back to the hotel. When he came out a few minutes later, Bian Xinyu had already put on his shoes and was leaning against the wall to move his legs.
"It will be busier at night, and there will be more guests in the box," Qiu Yi lit a cigarette, "There will be more people on weekends, if you are tired..."
"I'm not tired. I'm going to quit because of this. My dad won't laugh at me when I go back." Bian Xinyu frowned, "Just go back and soak your feet."
Qiu Yi didn't speak any more, he smoked silently in front of the trash can, Bian Xinyu didn't intend to go in, and kept standing behind him.
After taking two puffs, Qiu Yi's cell phone rang, it was Bian Nan calling, he hesitated for a moment and picked it up: "Hello?"
"Are you going to take a shift tonight?" Bian Nan asked immediately.
"Well, you still know this." Qiu Yi smiled.
"You are free one night a week, of course I remember," Bian Nan clicked, "I want a date, I haven't seen you for a month!"
"Fart, it didn't take that long." Qiu Yi said.
"I feel like it's been so long," Bian Nan said in a good mood, "Just say whether you want to make an appointment or not."
"Appointment." Qiu Yi turned sideways, while Bian Xinyu was beating his legs.
"Then I'll wait for you at the restaurant." Bian Nan said immediately.
"No," Qiu Yi said quickly, "I'll go find you."
"Ah yes, is Bian Xinyu at work?" Bian Nan came to his senses, "Then you come here, I'll fight Luo Yiyang for two rounds and wait, just in time to tidy him up."
"Okay." Qiu Yi responded and hung up the phone.
Bian Xinyu stopped beating her legs, turned her head to look at him and smiled awkwardly, and asked after a while: "Are you dating your girlfriend?"
"No." Qiu Yi replied, really not.
"Ah..." Bian Xinyu waved her hand suddenly, lowered her head and ran into the restaurant, "Oh, I'm talking too much, I'm really... sorry, I just... I'm off to work..."
Qiu Yi looked at her back and sighed softly.
Really sad.