Chapter 396: to pull

Chapter 396 Pulling

The car stops at the bus stop sign.

Jiang Yang got out of the car, took an umbrella and boarded the bus stop sign, "What's the matter with you?"

Wu Xiu then raised his head.

He reluctantly put down his phone, "I bought a smartphone and let my mother find out."

Originally, Wu Xiu won the second prize today, so his mother was not very happy.

Then the smartphone didn’t turn off the sound, and I don’t know which software played a message, which his mother heard, and then the cloudy day turned into a storm. When his mother snatched the phone and checked his transfer records—

directly turned into a typhoon.

He became useless waste, useless thing.

Jiang Yang waited for Wu Xiu to stand up, only to find that his cheeks were red and swollen, as if a big mouth had been slapped. It used to be a long and thin face, but now it has become a square face, and his eyes are still swollen.

Jiang Yang couldn't help grinning, and turned to look at Teacher Wen. Is this the amiable Teacher Zheng that Teacher Wen said?

"you-"

Jiang Yang pointed at his cheek, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay."

Wu Xiu shook his head, "I did it myself."

He asked Jiang Yang if he kept his word. He took Jiang Yang as a way out and ran away from home.

"Well-"

Jiang Yang just wanted him to come over. It’s too much to run away from home. Fortunately, Wu Xiu is in his thirties. Otherwise, if the parents call the police, he still can’t tell, “Uncle, you are all from my junior high school days. trick."

Wu Xiu: "You also ran away from home in junior high school?"

Jiang Yang nodded.

Wu Xiu became interested, "Are your parents looking for you?"

Jiang Yang shook his head.

He always wandered outside for a while, fantasizing about traveling far away, thinking that since you don't like me, let's break up. Then I thought of myself as very sad, and imagined myself as a cabbage, very sad.

After waiting for a while, I felt that my parents loved me, so I wanted to hide to scare them and experience the pleasure of revenge.

after that-

No one was looking for him, so he obediently went back by himself.

Sometimes his mother yelled, and he went back obediently.

In fact, thinking about it now, my thoughts at that time were quite naive, especially when I really left one day forever.

Wu Xiu felt sorry for each other.

He remembers going shopping in elementary school, he wanted something, but his mother refused to buy it, he insisted on it, his mother slapped him, and then left, he stayed there and cried for a long time, thinking about it runaway.

Now he doesn’t remember how long he cried, but he knew it was getting dark. He went home timidly and apologized to his mother.

It seems that it started at that time, when his mother was cold-faced, he became scared, and he never thought of running away from home.

Today is the second time.

Of course, Wu Xiu didn’t say this, he just patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder, “It’s all the same.”

Jiang Yang: "It's still different. I didn't run away from home last time, and my wife thought I had run away, so she was very anxious to find me."

It was the last time Wang Gang’s father came to Kyoto.

His phone ran out of battery that time. Although it was a misunderstanding, when Li Qingning came to find him, Jiang Yang felt that he had obtained the whole world.

"you-"

Wu Xiu wanted to swear, but his mother's upbringing wouldn't let him, "You must have no friends, right?"

"Tch."

Jiang Yang was too lazy to talk to him, and greeted Wu Xiu to get in the car, "What should I do now, I will take you back with Teacher Wen?"

Wu Xiu greeted Teacher Wen, and after sitting down, "No need."

He was serious on the phone.

Jiang Yang is right, if you want to get rid of the **** shadow, you have to surpass her, but how can Jingyi get rid of the **** shadow.

Wu Xiu: "The director of my repertory theater troupe, won't you arrange a place to live?"

Teacher Wen: "Let's arrange a hotel."

He will call Teacher Zheng later.

Both Jiang Yang and Wu Xiu sat in the back seat, Jiang Yang looked at Wu Xiu's swollen face, "Let's give it to Zhuang Qi."

I really have to fan it myself, I must have a psychological problem, and someone will accompany and take care of me.

Teacher Wen: "OK."

Jiang Yang sent a voice message to the third brother.

Wu Xiu took his phone freshly, "Tell me your phone number, and I'll add you as a friend."

Jiang Yang: "Face to face, I'll sweep you."

Wu Xiu is not very good at operating, but he has heard of this software before, "How to scan?"

Jiang Yang took the phone and was about to help him operate it when he saw Wu Xiu, a good friend and a beautiful woman, "Did you shake it?"

Wu Xiu: "A tea seller."

"ah?"

Jiang Yang was surprised, "Did you transfer money to her?"

He opened the chat history.

Wu Xiu grabbed the phone, "Don't look around."

Jiang Yang: "I'm afraid you let her cheat you, you didn't transfer the money, did you?"

Wu Xiu: "Turn it, five hundred."

Not many, so you won’t be blocked.

It’s quite a lot, and it’s worthy of the other party’s efforts.

He wasn't trying to tease the tea, that's right, whenever he felt worthless in front of his mother, trembling, afraid that because he didn't know what to say, she would be upset, breathless, and wished to die, he would follow this girls chatting.

"In the text message, her elder brother is taller and the younger brother is short. I am very happy to boast."

Wu Xiu: "It's the feeling of elation, you understand?"

"Understand."

Jiang Yang nodded, "My wife holds my face from time to time and says, 'Why is my husband so handsome'."

He was also elated.

Wu Xiu was thinking, what kind of ecstasy soup did this grandson pour into his idol.

Now is the time when the bar street is lively.

Teacher Wen was waiting in the car, and Jiang Yang sent Wu Xiu there, "My friends are very funny, you will know later."

Wu Xiu nodded.

He is in a very complicated mood now, both anxious and excited, just like an obedient child who skips school to go to an Internet cafe to surf the Internet. He feels bad, but he moves forward without hesitation. It can be regarded as a lost adolescence.

Soon arrived at the bar.

The owner of the bar, Gang Zi, was at the entrance of the bar, listening to the rock and roll humming in the bar, "It's not bright in the east, it's bright in the west, and I'm sad when the sun is gone." After seeing Jiang Yang, he stopped, said hello to Jiang Yang, and then He waved to the waiter at the door to greet the guests, "Bring them to Third Brother's table, and serve two cans of Ke—forget it, two glasses of lemonade."

Gangzi turned back to greet Jiang Yang: "Go in."

He can't go in now, the third brother and the others are performing, and their hearts can't stand it.

"good."

Jiang Yang waved his hands.

He entered the bar, and the music rushed to his face: "...I am at ease in the world, I am a fairy in the sky..."

The third brother on the stage is dressed in beautiful clothes.

This is not Jiang Yang's suggestion. This is a typhoon designed by the third brother and the others after discussion, which fits the style of music.

Zhuang Qi was sitting below, shaking his head to the music.

Not only Zhuang Qi.

After the performances these days, many people listened to it for the first time, "What is this, it's weird".

Listen to it for the second time, "it seems interesting".

I’m listening to it for the third time now, I’m used to the third brother’s style, and I came here for Captain Jia’s rock and roll, and now I’m following "East Side Is Not Bright, West Side Is Bright".

I have to say that the Three Brothers band has been tempered.

While they were playing musical instruments on stage, their demeanor, twists and turns were not jerky and artificial, just like the sickness in Geer. The atmosphere of the scene has greatly improved, and many people followed suit.

And lyrically—

"... A Chinese Ghost Story owes a debt to a girl, and it's **** clear overnight..."

This unscrupulous attitude made the people at the scene very unscrupulous.

"this-"

Wu Xiu was shocked.

This is all sick.

(end of this chapter)

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