Looking at the rare sorrow on Fang Mingwei's face, Yuan Liyang didn't say anything more, patted him on the shoulder, hugged him, and walked silently all the way back to school.

In his opinion, this is not a bad thing.

When you're young, it's never a bad thing to have some small setbacks.

Because setbacks are the easiest way for people to recognize themselves.

Only by recognizing oneself can we have a clear goal and the motivation to struggle.

For a young man, these things are not exchanged.

And in fact, Lao Fang was originally a smart person.

Of course, there is also an inferiority complex that is unique to this age.

It's normal to know that you're lustful and Mu Shaoai, when you see a beautiful girl, a large amount of male hormones are secreted, and your hormones are soaring, but you will like it all of a sudden, and this kind of liking doesn't even have to be related to love at all, it's purely desire, and there's nothing to be ashamed of. This is something that happens to every normal boy.

The difference between smart people and ordinary people is that smart boys can quickly recognize the gap between themselves and each other, and quickly analyze the current situation, find the best way to make up for or even surpass this gap, and then work hard for it, while ordinary boys either cower and only dare to turn this desire into a longing, or a spring dream, hidden in the bottom of their hearts, or they just hit their heads headlong and are hit by reality, and they still don't know how to repent, or they feel sorry for themselves, or they unconsciously become licking dogs.

One positive and one negative, far from each other.

Standing in the position of an "old" friend, Yuan Liyang certainly hopes that Fang Mingwei can take the first road.

But in fact, this is more on your own, and there is very little that others can help.

…………

In the evening, on the way from school, Yuan Liyang saw Sun Jiancheng on the side of the road again.

He didn't drive this time, just stood alone on the side of the road, carrying a beautiful gift bag in his hand.

Seeing him, Yuan Liyang rode the car over, smiled and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Sun Jiancheng was respectful, "Hello Mr. Yuan." I didn't mean to run to disturb Mr. The disciple's master said that Mr. may like to drink tea, and it just so happens that he has a batch of tea from a friend, which is the kind that Mr. drank when he was on the mountain, and he wanted to bring some to Mr. the first two times, but Master felt that this tea had been put for more than half a year, and the taste was no longer the best. ”

"Therefore, a few days ago, I specially invited the best roasted tea master to come over, re-roasted the tea, mentioned the fragrance, and increased the taste. ”

As he spoke, he held up the gift bag in his hand, handed it over respectfully, and said with a smile: "I hope that Mr. Don't dislike it, it's just a little caution from the disciple's master, and it is also a little repayment." ”

Yuan Liyang had already laughed dumbly.

But after thinking about it, he reached out and took it.

He calculated that by the end of next week, it should be the turn of a four-week rest, and when the time comes, it will be a good pastime to go to Zhao Wenhui's mountain to sit and drink a pot of tea.

So he said, "Okay then! I'll take it." Thank you, Master, for your hard work and another trip. When I'm free in a few days, I'll visit him. ”

Sun Jiancheng was overjoyed and immediately said, "Okay! We are waiting for you at any time, Mr. Yuan!"

Yuan Liyang smiled, raised the gift bag in his hand at him, kicked up the car, and left.

When he got home, Yuan Liyang didn't care, he went upstairs with the bag, and when he got home, it was Yuan's mother Zhou Huizhen, who caught a glimpse of him carrying a beautiful gift bag, so he asked casually, "What is it?"

Yuan Liyang also replied casually, "A friend has to give me some tea." ”

As he spoke, he opened the bag and saw that there were two large cans inside, so he took out one of them casually, looked at it under the light, and it was written Wuyishan black tea, and the packaging was extremely simple and plain, not fancy at all.

At this time, Yuan's father, Yuan Weiping, was watching TV, and when he heard the conversation between the mother and son, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance here, and he was a little funny in his strangeness, "Someone else sent you something? What's the matter, mixed with the class leader?"

Yuan Liyang smiled "hehe" and said, "No one will send this thing when the squad leader!" picked up the pot of tea and put it on the coffee table as he spoke, "Dad, this can is my filial piety to you!"

Yuan Weiping didn't take it seriously when he heard this, he didn't even look at it, he just snorted casually, "Well, put it down, go back and taste it." But I subconsciously thought: You are a little kid, what good tea can you have, and I give you your weekly food allowance and pocket money, can I still count it in my heart?

A small episode, no one cared, and when the meal was over, Yuan Liyang went out with a can of tea in the bag, ran to the supermarket to buy a thermos cup, and went back to school, and cleaned up after dinner, Zhou Huizhen saw the can of tea and asked casually, Yuan Weiping didn't take it seriously, so he asked her to put it away first.

In fact, when Yuan Liyang arrived in the class, he opened the tea caddy and smelled it with just one nose, which was very fragrant.

There is a water dispenser in the classroom, but the water is not hot enough, and the instant noodles are not very good, but Yuan Liyang noticed a few days ago that some girls will carry hot water bottles to the classroom, just to drink hot water. At this time, he ran to a girl to borrow boiling water, scalded the new thermos cup first, and then made himself a cup of tea.

Boiling water into the cup, suddenly the fragrance of tea overflows.

At this moment, Yuan Liyang suddenly felt that the comfortable feeling of the elderly came up all of a sudden.

Read a book for a while, take a sip of fragrant hot tea, and it's delicious.

At this time, I couldn't help but think: Okay, it's not a high-end thing anyway, to put it mildly, put it in the Dalan Star Boundary, I'm afraid that it is my own disciples and grandchildren, just find one of them, and you can easily solve Zhao Wenhui's problem, now, since the attitude of the people is so low and they are trying their best to make friends, when you go back to visit again, you can solve his problem for him.

Besides, don't you expect to sell things to others to make money?

Just right!

The idea was so decided, and he didn't bother to take care of how strange Fang Mingwei's eyes looked at in surprise from time to time - I really didn't know, I called it Yiyang, do you understand?

Of course, in fact, Fang Mingwei didn't bother to deal with him.

In the past two days, Chen Bailu has always come over, although people didn't do it intentionally, but Fang Mingwei was inadvertently revealed by her to be completely different from the delicate little style of other girls of the same age in the class, and he was not lightly teased, but he knew that Chen Bailu couldn't take a fancy to himself at all, after some venting at noon, coupled with Yuan Liyang's intentional or unintentional words, he is now ignoring the things at the same table, and only focusing on the exercise problem set.

Very attentive.

…………

February passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was March 2nd.

Just when Yuan Liyang had become more and more accustomed to the life of a senior high school student, drinking tea and enjoying his old age leisurely in the atmosphere full of depression and impatience around him, at noon that day, his mobile phone had just been turned on, and Wang Xiaoquan's call came in.

The shop had already been rented, and now even the sign at the front of the door was hung up, and he called to ask when it would open.