Chapter 47: Christmas I
At seven o'clock in the evening, Yang Mucheng came to the sea emperor ginseng on time, and put on the clothes that Song Mingyue bought for him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info This is a five-star seafood restaurant, whether it is decoration or layout, service or dishes, it is a first-class choice in the whole Pengcheng.
In the window room on the fifth floor, Ye Chengwen deliberately asked a violinist to play melodious music in the room. The whole room was well-lit, and the two of them sat by the window.
Sip on spirits, vodka, and eat delicious seafood. The key is to be able to look down on the people coming and going on the street, so don't be busy. Under strong visual contrasts, it is easy to create a sense of lax satisfaction.
Ye Chengwen at the table was extremely elegant and calm, talking and laughing, and constantly making witty remarks. Yang Mucheng looked at Ye Chengwen, not knowing whether to be glad that he was a man. He believes that with Ye Chengwen's appearance, knowledge and conversation, it will be easy to win down any girl.
Ye Chengwen pinched the goblet with his three-fingered fingers and drank a sip of the spirited vodka very comfortably, then elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin that was not dirty, pointed to the increasingly thick night outside the window, and said: "I like to eat in such an environment, not entirely because the seafood here is good." The most important thing is that I can feel the joy of life in such an environment. ā
Yang Mucheng glanced out the window and said, "I have always been an ordinary little character who walks in the sea of people in the city, even if I sit here, I can't experience the word fun." ā
"Born a man, he should be ambitious and vigorous. Now that you're young and skilled, the only thing you lack is a suitable opportunity. As long as the time is right, I believe you will definitely be able to make a blockbuster. ā
Ye Chengwen praised Yang Mucheng without a trace.
"I'm not that ambitious."
Yang Mucheng shook his head, unmoved by Ye Chengwen's praise. Said: "From elementary school textbooks to high school graduation, and then to how many official historical achievements. In this world, how many people are the best people on stage. However, which one did not end badly in the end? ā
"How old are you to say such negative things?"
Ye Chengwen frowned slightly, and said, "You are a little bit of a teenager who doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and you feel sad for the new words." ā
"Every day, the most important thing is to live a happy and fulfilling life. As for the rest, I really didn't think about it that much. ā
Yang Mucheng responded indifferently as always.
After eating the whole meal, Ye Chengwen and Yang Mucheng sat at the table face to face. However, the two people seem to be split in two by a stiff but extremely round one.
Ye Chengwen is dressed in brilliance, as if he is the most perfect man created in film and television. Yang Mucheng is simple and unpretentious, like an ancient tree that has not moved for thousands of years. Standing on the opposite side of the new and the new, the visual impact is very traversing.
"I heard that Mr. Song's niece Song Xiaoyu likes you very much. Moreover, you have been in and out of pairs for some time. It wasn't until recently that you met Redfish that you suddenly became estranged from her. Is it because he met the red fish that he threw her away? ā
It wasn't until the end was approaching that Ye Chengwen faintly threw out a question.
This time, Yang Mucheng's eyes finally loosened a little. He can stick to many things, and the ancient well is not wavering, just like an old monk who has entered the meditation. However, only he was a little overwhelmed by emotional matters. Even though he has been honed since childhood, no one has told him how to deal with emotional matters. Because there is no trace of this kind of thing, it cannot be taught.
Exhaling slightly, Yang Mucheng took a sip of the strong wine and said, "I didn't shake her off." Moreover, with her net worth, it is not my turn to dump her. She and I were just classmates and very good friends. However, the two of us are really not boyfriend and girlfriend. ā
"Oh? Is it? ā
Ye Chengwen stared at Yang Mucheng directly, and a very meaningful smile appeared on his face. Moreover, he spoke a total of three words, but used two questioning tones.
"Again, if you think I have other intentions, I will withdraw from the Mingyue Porcelain Palace at any time. Although I have not seen much of the world, I know that there are forces that I cannot fight. I just want to finish my studies well so that I can live a stable life after graduation in the future, and I don't want to get myself in trouble. ā
Of course, Yang Mucheng understands that this is Ye Chengwen's ultimate temptation. Moreover, he himself had to admit that this time Ye Chengwen had just the right opportunity to point at his acupuncture point. Although it is not a fatal death hole, it is at least one of his tiniest flaws.
"I didn't play this joke with you tonight, you brought it up yourself."
The smile on Ye Chengwen's face was even stronger, and his already bright eyes were full of energy.
"Because I'm a vulnerable group, because I can't afford to play."
Yang Mucheng spread his hands and replied.
"How can you say that you have a net worth of three million now, how can you still say that you are a vulnerable group. I believe that even if you are the teachers of Pengcheng University, at least more than half of them are still not as wealthy as you. ā
Of course, Ye Chengwen will not forget the hole card that Yang Mucheng is holding in his hand now.
"This ill-gotten gain is destined to be unkept. I can't say that one day I will say that it will be gone. ā
Yang Mucheng gave the most accurate definition of this money.
"I admire you. Hopefully we can really be friends. ā
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Chengwen sighed sincerely.
"I'd like to have that opportunity too."
Yang Mucheng shrugged his shoulders and looked at Ye Chengwen to answer.
After Ye Chengwen stared directly at Yang Mucheng for a moment, the two suddenly smiled at the same time.
A meal ended uneventfully in the midst of hidden doubts and suspicions. Ye Chengwen exhaled a long breath when he got into the car, it seems that this young man is not completely invincible. At least, he's just a kid when it comes to dealing with women.
Coming to such a conclusion, Ye Chengwen turned on the sound-filled car music and played sonorous and radical gothic rock. For such music, Ye Chengwen has an obsession that penetrates to his bones. Hot-blooded, motivated, and full of manly strength.
This kind of music is the same as his life creed, born as a man, and he should be ambitious and vigorous.
On the other side, Yang Mucheng sat in the back seat of the taxi and looked out the window a little distracted. Put on the headphones and listen to an old song called "Silence is Golden".
The original singer of this song was Xu Guanjie, but the more familiar version was sung by a generation of emperor superstar Leslie Cheung. Yang Mucheng's favorite version is also Leslie Cheung's version.
For this glorious character, who ended up in drama and tragedy, Yang Mucheng has always held an attitude that is not radical, but also does not evade.
He won't judge what kind of person Zhang Juxing really is by street gossip and lace news, but he will lament his fall. What he believes in is his true artistic charm.
Ding dong!
WeChat rang, and when Yang Mucheng opened it, it was sent from a somewhat unfamiliar name.
Xu Xiaoding!
On the same day, the girl that Yang Mucheng saved in the Sichuan restaurant.
Through Tang Wengang, Yang Mucheng knew that Xu Xiaoding did a very good job in Chenghu Hotel, and he took care of both the manager and the foreman. And after Xu Xiaoding, a girl, got a comfortable environment, her learning ability and self-motivation also completely exploded.
I would go out of the dormitory every time I had a break during the holidays, but definitely not to shop and spend, but to go to the library and go all day. When I go out, I only bring a notebook, and when I come back, in addition to a lot of experience and summaries in the notebook, I will also bring back a bunch of books.
According to the Datang manager of the Chenghu Hotel, Xu Xiaoding uses his usual rest time to read a book of about 300,000 words every three days. Moreover, it's not a casual flip. Every time she finishes reading a book, she will also write a review of no less than 5,000 words.
After getting such news, Yang Mucheng's heart moved slightly, and this Xu Xiaoding became an unexpected surprise. Two days ago, in order to make Song Xiaoyu happy, Yang Mucheng went to the Chenghu Hotel with her to see Xu Xiaoding once. After the meeting, Xu Xiaoding asked Yang Mucheng a lot of questions written in the notebook, and Yang Mucheng answered them one by one, which made Xu Xiaoding very happy.
Song Xiaoyu had been angry all the time, and when he saw Yang Mucheng and Xu Xiaoding chatting so happily, he couldn't help but smile. Although she will be angry with other girls around Yang Mucheng. However, I don't know why, she has an alternative sense of intimacy when she sees Xu Xiaoding. When he looked at Xu Xiaoding, Song Xiaoyu's eyes were full of love for his sister.
It was also from that day on, Xu Xiaoding and Yang Mucheng officially exchanged phone calls and WeChat. Whenever he had time, Xu Xiaoding would ask Yang Mucheng some questions. Yang Mucheng is also happy to help the poor little girl who has worked hard, and in just a few days, the topic of the two of them has been so wide that it is boundless. At the same time, the communication and exchange between the two people are becoming more and more tacit.
However, the message sent by Xu Xiaoding tonight has nothing to do with studying.
"Brother Yang, did you make Sister Xiaoyu angry? I shouldn't have asked, but you two saved me, helped me, and are my lifelong benefactors. I was also sad to see her unhappy. I hope you can be nice to her. ā
Looking at the information, Yang Mucheng couldn't help but smile. He has reason to believe that if a girl like Xu Xiaoding takes the initiative to send a WeChat message to comfort him and Song Xiaoyu to be happy, she must have mustered great courage.
"I will."
Yang Mucheng replied very briefly without any explanation.
"It's Christmas in a few days. I know that the girls in the city are very fond of this festival, and I have booked two VIP couples packages for you at Wanda Film and Television, and I have already given the tickets to Prince Tang. I hope you two have a good time that night and get along. ā
Xu Xiaoding's reply followed.
"Nonsense!"
Yang Mucheng frowned, and sent more than a dozen exclamation points in a row.
Although he didn't touch Xu Xiaoding's family background, he fully believed that her family conditions must be very difficult. Now, in order to make Yang Mucheng and Song Xiaoyu happy, she actually spent money to book a couple private room package for Wanda Film and Television, which must be a lot of money for her. Although he knew that she had good intentions, Yang Mucheng was still a little angry.
Of course, he knew in his heart that Xu Xiaoding was here to help and repay his kindness, but he couldn't let her understand that it was right to be his own. Maybe one day in the future, he needs Xu Xiaoding's return. However, he really can't sit back and watch her save her daily expenses for her own sake now.
"How much did the ticket cost. I'll give it to you. I can understand your feelings, but I will do this again. ā
Yang Mucheng was afraid that Xu Xiaoding would be sad, so he hurriedly explained back.
"Brother Yang, I will pay the ticket money in advance, and I will have the opportunity to give it to me in the future. But promise me that I will go that day. ā
Xu Xiaoding, who has always been weak, was unexpectedly stubborn once.
"Promise you. I'll go. ā
Yang Mucheng replied without thinking.
"Thank you. I'm happy for you. Merry Christmas! ā
Xu Xiaoding sent an animated expression of a girl dancing happily in circles.
Yang Mucheng smiled slightly and replied with a "Merry Christmas".