The two of them came to Jiefang West, first ate at the Western restaurant of the work, and started a shopping trip, and Fang Xiaoya tried various things in major specialty stores.

Song Mengcheng is like a bodyguard and a follower, providing various services such as carrying bags and handing clothes behind him.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Mengcheng, who had been walking for several hours, felt too tired, carrying two paper bags in his hand, containing a pair of jeans that Fang Xiaoya bought, and a long white dress.

Fang Xiaoya also wants to go to Pearl Plaza.

Shopping is Song Mengcheng's weakness, but if it is not good to refuse directly, Song Mengcheng stopped and said: "Xiaoya, according to your trial method, let's finish shopping in Pearl Square tomorrow, right?"

Fang Xiaoya said, "You don't want to go?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I want to go." Well, I mean, can you try it out if you like it, or buy more, I see you try on clothes, and you look at it all afternoon, but luckily there are a lot of stores, and if you try it in one store, you have to drive the salesperson crazy. ”

Fang Xiaoya said with a smile: "You know what, the joy of shopping is not the process of purchasing, but the process of trying it on." ”

Song Mengcheng said, "Well, you're right. Let's go to Pearl Plaza. ”

Song Mengcheng stopped a taxi, but remembered a little Zen story in his heart.

An old monk with a few apprentices. One day, two apprentices were arguing over something, and the two couldn't hold each other, so they asked the master for comment.

A little monk said, "Master, I was arguing with my junior brother just now, and my point of view is like this...... You see I'm right, right?"

The old monk said, "Well, you're right. ”

The little monk was very happy and went out: "Ah, the master said I was right!"

Unconvinced, another little monk ran to the master and said, "Oh, Master! Don't listen to one side of the story...... You see me, right?"

The old monk said, "Well, you're right. ”

The little monk who was serving beside the master asked suspiciously, "The views of the two junior disciples are diametrically opposed, Master, how can you say that both of them are right?"

The old monk opened his eyes slightly and looked back at the little monk: "Well, you are more right." ”

Song Mengcheng drew an experience from this story, that is, he can't reason with people, especially women, it's all trivial things, and there is no way to say right or wrong.

This is also the most effective way for Song Mengcheng to conclude that there is a dispute.

In the newly opened supermarket in Pearl Square, Song Mengcheng made a decisive move and bought equipment for safety protection.

It was nearly 10 o'clock when the two of them had dinner, and Song Mengcheng came to try to see if the safety protection equipment was good or not, but he was too tired, so he solved the problem of showering in three minutes, brushed his teeth, and fell on the bed to close his eyes and recuperate.

Fang Xiaoya was full of energy, and tried the newly bought clothes one by one.

"Xiaocheng, what do you think of these jeans?" Fang Xiaoya asked with great interest.

"Well, that's good. Song Mengcheng opened his eyelids slightly and said.

"Hehe, where's this skirt?" Fang Xiaoya asked again.

"Well, that's good. Song Mengcheng didn't even raise his eyelids this time, and said mechanically.

"What if it's this skirt and this lipstick?" Fang Xiaoya was still tireless and interested.

"Well, that's good. Song Mengcheng even became quieter and quieter.

"Song Mengcheng, will you say these three words?" Fang Xiaoya became serious.

For example, Song Mengcheng's mother Zhuang Lan basically shouts the title of "son", as long as she hears Zhuang Lan shouting the word "Song Mengcheng", it is a sign that he is beaten.

Therefore, Song Mengcheng was very sensitive to his name and this tone, and suddenly became a lot more energetic, his eyes widened, he looked at Fang Xiaoya with a serious face, and conscientiously implemented the basic principle of "you are right".

Said with a smile: "Well, according to my many years of aesthetic experience, your skirt is light blue, with this light lipstick, forming a strong contrast beauty, it is better for you to wear the newly bought high heels, so that there are not only innocent girlish feelings, but also can set off the mature and sexy intellectual beauty." ”

Fang Xiaoya, who was about to get angry, really turned the page of the anger, ran over happily, picked up high heels and put them on.

"How do you feel this time?" Fang Xiaoya changed into high heels, turned around several times in front of Song Mengcheng's eyes, and deliberately pulled up the skirt with both hands to let the shoes be exposed.

"Turn around again, I'll look at the back" Song Mengcheng scurried his whole body back, leaned on the head of the bed, pretended to look at it seriously, nodded like garlic and said: "Well, it's really the same as I imagined, it's so good-looking." I'll have to be careful if I go out with you like this. ”

"Why?" Fang Xiaoya asked with a puzzled expression.

"I'm afraid that your fans will be slapped with bricks for some reason. Song Mengcheng said.

"Hey, hey, I like you like this, serious nonsense. After Fang Xiaoya finished laughing, she leaned over and kissed Song Mengcheng on the face.

"I'm telling the truth, okay. Song Mengcheng still did a full set and said seriously.

"In view of the fact that your performance has satisfied Hongu, Hongu has decided to reward you with another fragrant kiss. Fang Xiaoya had another lipstick mark on Song Mengcheng's other face.

Song Mengcheng pulled Fang Xiaoya into his arms, put his hands up and down, and Fang Xiaoya shouted: "Hooligans, I haven't taken a bath yet." ”

Song Mengcheng decisively let go of Fang Xiaoya, and the entangled trial activity ended here.

When Fang Xiaoya came out of the bathroom, Song Mengcheng was already asleep on the bed, wiping her hair, Fang Xiaoya tiptoed into bed, kissed Song Mengcheng lightly on the face, carefully pulled out an arm, and lay down before turning off the light.

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Song Mengcheng arranged Chen Yongxu in the New Classic Nature Education Institution, and the implementation of part-time projects, activities were held on weekends and winter and summer vacations, so it was just the same as Chen Yongxu's spare time.

Another benefit for Chen Yongxu is that his personality is introverted, which can well exercise his communication skills with others.

Chen Yongxu did not thank Song Mengcheng alone in the end, in his opinion, Da En could not express his gratitude, he could only look at the action, but he was weak, and he wanted to do something to repay him, but he found that there was no way to start at all, and he could only do something like Song Mengcheng when he skipped class, and he helped shout small things.

After this incident, Chen Yongxu has matured a lot, completely quit martial arts novels, and studied very carefully, but he became less talkative.

Looking at Chen Yongxu's changes, Song Mengcheng was also very happy.

Lu Xinwu in the Ming Dynasty once said that there are three qualifications for being a man, and intelligence and arguing are the third-class qualifications. Lei Luo Haoxiong is a second-class qualification, and deep and heavy is a first-class qualification.

This sentence was once used by Zeng Guofan as an important life creed.

There is always some price to pay for growing up, and what Chen Yongxu sacrificed was just a spiritual sustenance to quit the illusory world of martial arts novels.

In Song Mengcheng's view, what is a real hobby?

It is you who can devote yourself to it, use almost your spare time to make continuous progress in this field, and finally achieve a lot of achievements.

For example, someone says that he loves traveling, so how many places have you traveled, in which field of tourism have you reached a professional level, and have you ever published a book on walking?

When you are busy at work, can you still take the time to travel regularly, and when your passion for travel conflicts with making money, what do you choose?

When you are faced with these problems, you can still choose the latter with enthusiasm, and then you can be regarded as a real hobby.

Song Mengcheng had a female netizen in his previous life, who was a staff member of an urban planning institute, although the salary was not high, but it was very stable for girls.

The girl loves to draw, and she paints cartoon-like drawings of children's kinds.

She has published two children's comic books in her spare time, these two books are not on her own initiative, but the publisher herself finds a manuscript, and the manuscript fee is pitiful.

For the hobby of drawing, the girl, who is almost 40 years old and has not yet had a boyfriend, spends her days running around the countryside in search of any inspiration she may find.

Later, he simply resigned on his own initiative and devoted himself to painting for a living.

A person who specializes in drawing children's drawings and makes a living from it. As you can imagine, it was financially tough, but the girl has always been happy.

In Song Mengcheng's view, this is a real hobby, and he can only be regarded as a ticket holder for writing poetry and painting.

What Song Mengcheng admires most is a person who only does one thing in his life, because he can't do it himself.