22. Chapter 21

The day of the agreed dinner soon came.

I haven't seen each other for a while, whether it is Mu Xuesong or Rong Xuan, they are very much looking forward to this meeting.

Mu Xuesong chose a restaurant with a full ancient style, which is said to be the one with the highest rating near Mu Xuesong's home. Whether it's the leisurely feeling of the small bridge flowing water at the entrance of the store, or the brown wood texture tiled walls and colorful lanterns around you after entering, there is a unique style of Z country everywhere.

However, no matter how you look at it, this is not like a place where Mu Xuesong would like to eat.

Rong Xuan and Mu Xuesong walked into the private room together, and after entering the private room, Mu Xuesong took off his coat. As soon as his coat was taken off, Rong Xuan obviously noticed that the other party had lost a lot of weight. At first, he just thought that Mu Xuesong just had less flesh on his face, but now that Mu Xuesong took off his coat, the white thick sweater hung loosely on his body, and it really became a hanger.

I haven't seen you for a week, why did you lose so much weight and get sick? Thinking like this, Rong Xuan frowned: "Why did you lose so much weight?" Sick? โ€

Mu Xuesong rolled up his sleeves indifferently, and before he served the food, he was completely in a posture of eating a big meal even if he ate himself: "Fortunately, it's just that the things over there look unappetizing during Fashion Week." โ€

Rong Xuan looked at Mu Xuesong's appearance and estimated that he was fine, but he still asked, "Do you have an appetite now?" โ€

"It's fine."

Rong Xuan looked at Mu Xuesong: "Then why didn't you grow meat?" โ€

"It's not growing that fast." Mu Xuesong pinched the flesh on his arm, "Just wait for a week." โ€

"You look like a gust of wind is going to blow it away." Rong Xuan reached out and pinched Mu Xuesong's arm as he spoke, even if he touched Mu Xuesong's arm through the sweater, Rong Xuan quickly withdrew his hand after reacting. However, because his reaction was too fast and natural, Mu Xuesong didn't see the slightest problem.

"It's not that exaggerated." Mu Xuesong just retorted to Rong Xuan's words that he would be blown away by the wind.

Rong Xuan put his hand in front of him, honestly. He was a little dissatisfied with his reaction, so he naturally began to find trouble with Zhao Lin: "Let Zhao Lin arrange less work with you, and you can't fight so hard when you're young." โ€

"Speaking of which...... Mu Xuesong looked up at the ceiling, "the rest of the time is very idle." โ€

Rong Xuan was puzzled: "What?" โ€

Mu Xuesong's expression became a little aggrieved, and his tone sounded both angry and helpless: "It's not like it's going to be a model test soon!" โ€

"......" Hearing the word "one model test" that had been far away from himself and the life circle around him for a long time, Rong Xuan was stunned for a moment at first. He patted his head and said that he had almost completely forgotten that Mu Xuesong was still a candidate preparing for the college entrance examination, so his expression at that time became more and more subtle.

"After that, the endorsement will be about one per month." Mu Xuesong's conversation box was officially opened, and he seemed to open his heart in the face of Rong Xuan, and began to complain constantly, "I'm almost going back to school after taking a break for a few days and then shooting an advertisement." โ€

"I think the school is really boring, not to mention the key middle schools, even our kind of art school has been filled with tension during this time. Okay, I haven't been back for a long time, but I've imagined that scene. All the people were enveloped in black air pressure, and a row of black ones looked like they were attending a funeral. โ€

"......" Rong Xuan was suddenly overwhelmed by the metaphor of Mu Xuesong's participation in the funeral, should he say that he has a big brain or too much imagination. Rong Xuan digested Mu Xuesong's words and finally asked, "Don't like school?" โ€

Mu Xuesong shrugged and said, "People with poor grades generally don't like school. โ€

Rong Xuan was puzzled: "You look quite smart, why don't you get good grades." โ€

"I don't like to read, I get sleepy when I look at it." Mu Xuesong paused, "This has nothing to do with IQ, I simply don't like it." โ€

Rong Xuan's expression was a little stricter: "What is the difference between your grades and your grades?" โ€

"......" Mu Xuesong was silent.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Even if Mu Xuesong didn't say it, Rong Xuan could probably know, after all, he knew that the school Mu Xuesong attended could basically be said to be one of the top few high schools in the entire city. However, Mu Xuesong's grades are poor, and the whole person does not have the feeling of being a bad student, and his speech is also very level, and his cultivation is also very good.

Mu Xuesong buried his head and said in a muffled voice: "I said that you must laugh at me." โ€

"Say it, I won't laugh at you." Rong Xuan said as if coaxing a child.

Mu Xuesong asked rhetorically: "Then let me ask you first, how much did you score in the college entrance examination?" โ€

"Me?" Rong Xuan thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better not to create too many psychological shadows for Mu Xuesong, so he said, "It's better if you still don't know." โ€

"......" Mu Xuesong stared at Rong Xuan for a while, and suddenly turned his head angrily, "You don't sue me, I don't sue you." โ€

Rong Xuan looked at the awkward Mu Xuesong and felt that his heart was so cute that he sped up for several beats, and after waiting for a few seconds, he replied: "666"

"Huh?"

Rong Xuan repeated again: "I said 666"

Only then did Mu Xuesong realize that Rong Xuan was answering his own question, and his mouth was big: "You took the college entrance examination 750 and you took 666?" โ€

Rong Xuan nodded: "En." โ€

"Big brother......" Mu Xuesong organized his own language, and found that he was so poor that he couldn't find any words to describe Rong Xuan's awesomeness, so he could only say in a daze, "You are really 6." โ€

"It's fine." Rong Xuan continued to ask, "So what about you?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Kindness...... Probably ......" Mu Xuesong looked at the ceiling, his eyes obviously dodging, "About a third of yours?" โ€

Rong Xuan: "......"

"If you don't want this expression, I'll say you'll despise me." Mu Xuesong hugged his head, he should have touched up, now this man who took the 666 exam must feel that he is talking to a fool, right?

"I'm just thinking." Rong Xuan said that although Mu Xuesong's grades were worse than he expected, he was not a teacher at school, so he didn't need to care about Mu Xuesong's grades. Rong Xuan just asked, "Have you thought about what university you will go to?" โ€

"Ahh Referring to the complete collapse of the university, Mu Xuesong said, "I don't know, don't ask me." โ€

Rong Xuan blurted out: "What does your family think?" โ€

"......" At this point, Mu Xuesong suddenly fell silent.

Rong Xuan suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he remembered the relevant information about Mu Xuesong that he had read before. Based on my own knowledge of Mu Xuesong's background. Mu Xuesong's family conditions are very good, but his parents divorced when he was in elementary school.

Mu Xuesong was sentenced to his father to raise, his father's remarried wife did not have any more children, and his mother did not have children in his second marriage, but Mu Xuesong felt that he could not integrate into this newly formed family. It can be said that the material conditions of Mu Xuesong's family have always been relatively high, but in the spiritual world, Mu Xuesong can not feel the concern and love of his parents, and his busy parents have always put him in his grandmother's house, and he has been living with his grandmother.

"Grandma's words wish I could go to college." Mu Xuesong smiled bitterly, "But I don't think I can pass the exam with this grade, so I still earn more money as a model, and if I can't be a model in the future, I will go home and open a dessert shop." โ€

Mu Xuesong's reaction made Rong Xuan feel very distressed, looking at his smile, Rong Xuan even had an urge to take him into his arms and protect him.

Rong Xuan took a breath and swore solemnly: "If you want to read it, I'll help you find a way." โ€

"Huh?" Mu Xuesong was stunned, what, can the university still find a relationship?

Rong Xuan explained solemnly: "If you go to art school, the cultural score requirements are not high, and your modeling career experience can also add a lot of points." As long as you review it during this time, three books are still possible. โ€

Mu Xuesong hurriedly waved his hand: "But I don't understand anything, I haven't listened to much since I became a model two or three years ago." โ€

"If you don't know, you can learn." Rong Xuan said, "I'll help you find a teacher." โ€

"Wouldn't it be too much trouble?" Mu Xuesong politely refused.

"No, it won't."

The expression on Mu Xuesong's face became very bitter: "But it's really difficult to read." โ€

"Let's make an appointment." Rong Xuan chose another way to save the country, "If you are admitted to the Art School of C University, I will let the pastry chef of ICE teach you how to make cakes." โ€

"Really?!" Mu Xuesong was excited all of a sudden, the pastry chefs at ICE are all master-level people! The eldest brother has used this privilege in place, if he really gets in, will it prove that he is about to become the next generation of world-famous pastry chefs? When you think about it, you feel that the future life is moving towards a smooth road, and the day of becoming a new star in the dessert industry is just around the corner.

Mu Xuesong's starry eyes once again attacked Rong Xuan.

Seeing Mu Xuesong change back to his energetic appearance in an instant from a frosted eggplant, a smile appeared on Rong Xuan's face: "It's agreed." โ€

"Yes!" Mu Xuesong nodded heavily.

There was an agreement, and Rong Xuan knew very well that they would keep in touch with each other under such a constant agreement, and then it broke out at a certain moment, when he hugged Mu Xuesong into his arms.

It didn't take long for the waiter to start serving. Mu Xuesong looked forward to Rong Xuan taking a dish and putting it in his mouth, and then watched him chew it, as if to observe whether he liked to eat these dishes.

Rong Xuan could see Mu Xuesong's thoughts at a glance, even if he felt that the taste of the food here could only be regarded as medium to high, he still gave a face-saving sentence after eating: "It tastes good." โ€

"Ah~~" Mu Xuesong breathed a sigh of relief and also moved his chopsticks, "It's good that my eldest brother likes it, I'm still worried!" โ€

"That, big brother, I'll ask quietly." After dinner, walking out of the restaurant side by side with Rong Xuan, Mu Xuesong suddenly remembered something, he stepped a few steps to Rong Xuan to stop his steps, and then stared at Rong Xuan Yan Yan said, "How much does Rong Yan score in the college entrance examination?" โ€

"Him?" Rong Xuan recalled, "I was directly admitted to the university in advance and did not take the college entrance examination. โ€

โ€œo(โ•ฏโ–กโ•ฐ)oโ€

Looking at Mu Xuesong's expression, Rong Xuan felt funny: "Do you think his grades are very poor?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well, in fact, ......" Mu Xuesong tried to explain, after all, it was a bit of a thing to think that someone else's younger brother was a scumbag.

"You're wrong, his grades are a little better than mine." Rong Xuanfeng said such a terrifying sentence lightly.

"......" is really a scumbag Mu Xuesong's heart, which is called a hate: You crazy human beings, obviously you are all rich second generation, can't you be a gentleman? actually learn from others to be school bully, and don't give rural children a chance, and don't give us these hanging silk to leave a way to counterattack?

"You're still very promising." Rong Xuan patted Mu Xuesong, who was like a deflated ball, and encouraged, "My vision will not be wrong. โ€

"......" Mu Xuesong, who was encouraged, blinked his eyes: Big brother, you are really a good person!