The summer sun, as strong as fire, is not at all as soft and quiet as autumn on the table near the window. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info sat facing each other, and Zhao Yiming and Lan Siyan could only go as far away as possible from the window.

Fortunately, the café is air-conditioned, and the soothing sound of the piano creates a peaceful atmosphere. Although this quiet and noisy street is separated by only a thin layer of glass, it gives the illusion of being isolated from the world.

Zhao Yiming was a little embarrassed.

He was late, and more than an hour late. Although he had greeted Lan Siyan on the phone. But he was still late. And being late is the lady's prerogative, not his. What's even more tragic is that after being late, there is no good spot in the café. There was only a row of window seats, as more than half of each table was exposed to direct sunlight and was unattended.

"Here's the manuscript." In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Zhao Yiming went straight to the point. After he said this, he put the manuscript on the table and pushed it towards Lan Siyan.

But Lan Siyan didn't take it. In Zhao Yiming's eyes, Lan Siyan seemed to be a little stunned and a little overwhelmed. Her gaze didn't even dare to make contact with her own, but avoided looking behind her.

This made Zhao Yiming almost mistakenly think that there was something behind him. He tempted to turn his head to look, but held back. What he didn't expect was that there was something behind him. Not a thing, to be exact, it's a person. Lan Simiao was sitting in the seat behind Zhao Yiming and pretending to her sister, as if she was teaching some peerless knowledge.

It's a pity that only she knows what she means by pretending to be teeth and claws, Lan Siyan is confused. Taking a deep breath, Lan Siyan decided to ignore the crazy girl and go at her own pace.

"Would you like to have something?" Lan Siyan asked.

"This?" Zhao Yiming picked up the drink price list on the table. It's not about the price, it's about what you can order.

Zhao Yiming likes coffee, and he doesn't like coffee.

He loves the aroma of coffee, but he never drinks it. It's not that I'm afraid of bitterness, but I just don't like the taste. It's a weird fetish. But now in front of Lan Siyan, he was thinking about whether he should pretend to be a gentleman and order a mocha, latte or cappuccino?

The question went away in a spin in his head.

"I see there's juice here, so I'll order a glass of juice." Zhao Yiming didn't plan to wronged himself in the end. While ordering juice is a bit like a child's act, coffee is truly unenjoyed.

"What about you, what do you drink?" He finally knew to ask the girl's opinion.

Lan Siyan was amused by Zhao Yiming. Look at him looking at the drink list solemnly, looking like he has a hard time making a choice. I thought he would order a mocha and talk about the history of coffee, showing his knowledge.

I didn't expect him to perform like this in the end. Perhaps, this is where Zhao Yiming attracts himself, he is frank, natural, and not pretentious.

"Then I'll have a glass of juice too." She chuckled.

After greeting the waiter, the waiter put a glass of strawberry juice in front of Zhao Yiming and a glass of orange juice in Lan Siyan's hand. Zhao Yiming hurriedly picked it up, and Lan Siyan on the opposite side also began to peck the straw lightly. Both of them are hiding their initial embarrassment and looking for a topic in their hearts.

Zhao Yi was obviously useless in this regard, because this time it was Lan Siyan who spoke first: "Zhao Yiming." Have you made up your mind about the matter with Elite School? ”

Zhao Yiming was late for this matter before. I guess I'm going to be late, he mentioned it in the phone call to Lan Siyan sorry. Lan Siyan was naturally very concerned about this matter. She hopes that Zhao Yiming can be in the same school as herself, or even in the same class. If Zhao Yiming went to Yingcai, it would be impossible for anything.

Elite High School. It's okay not to mention it, but when Zhao Yiming mentions it, he only smiles bitterly.

Time back to 9 a.m. Zhao Yiming had the manuscript he wanted back from his sister under his arm, and planned to go out to make an appointment. never thought that he would collide with Yin Song, who came to visit.

There's no way, it's a guest at the door, and you can't drive people away. Zhao Yiming had no choice but to call Lan Siyan to explain the situation, and then entertained Yin Song.

Yin Song's politeness was impeccable.

But politeness sometimes doesn't mean warmth and friendliness. After the greetings, Zhao Yiming clearly felt that under this Yin Songwen's polite appearance, there was actually a kind of arrogant condescension and coldness that rejected people. This feeling was felt even by Ming Xiao, who heard the sound.

Things were clouded at the beginning.

"Ms. Ming, we are willing to give a scholarship of 200,000 yuan to Yingcai High School, and I hope you can agree to your son's choice to transfer to our school."

Yin Song's conditions are really very generous, and he is full of confidence in recruiting Zhao Yiming. It was so good that he was acting as if he were following some established procedure—of course, he was only conveying Qiao Anyan's orders.

His faith was not without reason. This year, the city's first high school entrance examination is also this price, as soon as Yingcai bids, the child who is the first in the high school entrance examination and his parents agreed without hesitation. He didn't believe Zhao Yiming's refusal, even if Zhao Yiming was a child who was not sensible and didn't know the weight of 200,000 yuan, his parents should always know.

In his opinion, there is no suspense at all, so he has an arrogant attitude.

Compared with the trivial matter of Zhao Yiming's transfer, he was more worried about the reaction of the No. 1 Middle School in the city. The two families are fighting, and they can still maintain their faces, and they haven't torn their faces yet. It's not that I haven't torn my face, it's just that every time the education department comes to be a peacemaker, and the mud, the two schools each take a step back, and reluctantly sew this face again.

But every time there is a trouble, there is always someone who is unlucky, and it is usually the side that is wronged. Now the trick of his own principal is tantamount to tearing his face with the city No. 1 Middle School again. When the time comes, he will definitely be pushed out as a scapegoat.

Who's that scapegoat? Is it him Yin Song or the principal Qiao Anyan.

You don't have to think about it to know the answer.

Yin Song was very reluctant to do this job. Although the boss is not easy to serve, although after being scapegoated by the principal for a while, the principal will arrange a job with better pay.

But he is still reluctant to give up this job, and now this job is not only well-paid, but also has a lot of face. Walking outside, he is the representative of the principal, who dares not to respect? Not to mention students and teachers, even the vice principal has to be called Assistant Yin, and he does not dare to call him by his name. If you change jobs and the treatment is good, can you be so majestic?

For Zhao Yiming, he was unwilling in his heart. That's why he unconsciously showed a posture of rejecting people.

"However, our family has obviously been admitted to the No. 1 Middle School, and the school will start in a week." Ming Xiao said. She didn't like Yin Song's attitude and said it on purpose.

"Don't worry, we can solve his student status problem, that's just a small meaning." Yin Song said nonchalantly.

As long as Zhao Yiming agrees, transferring his student status to Yingcai is indeed a small thing for Yingcai. Yin Song also felt that his answer was very domineering, full of famous school style.

But he forgets that sometimes to exalt oneself means to belittle others. Although there was no word disparaging for Zhao Yiming in his words, the meaning was clear.

What do you mean, is my child just a small meaning? Then why did you run to my door? Mingxiao was angry.

But Yin Song, who couldn't see the situation clearly at all, dropped another bucket of explosives: "Ms. Mingxiao, it is very sincere for us to invite Zhao Yiming to join. A scholarship of 200,000 Chinese dollars, which is not a treatment that everyone has. Although he wrote poems well, his score in the high school entrance examination was only one point higher than the score line of the city's No. 1 middle school. The only student in our school who can get the same scholarship as him is the top student in the city's high school entrance examination, and his score is much higher than that of Zhao Yiming. To be honest, Zhao Yiming is really lucky. ”

This passage can almost be said to be pointing to the nose as a reminder: such a good opportunity, what are you waiting for? Don't be stupid and don't know how to lift.

This is the rhythm of the collapse!

The two girls who were hiding in Zhao Yatong's room and looking into the living room were also stunned - what is this Assistant Yin here for? Is he really here to recruit people? Song Chuxia received a notice from Zhao Yatong early in the morning to watch the battle, maybe the two of them still had the intention of sabotage. But in front of them, it doesn't seem that they need to play.

Of course, Yin Song knew that his words were a bit excessive, but he believed that the family would compromise for 200,000 Huayuan. He had seen the power of money countless times. Therefore, he felt that the other party would swallow his anger if he said something too much.

And Zhao Yiming is full of black lines.

Although I am very excited about 200,000 myself, Assistant Yin, you feel too good about yourself, and you are stunned to interpret the thirst for talent into - sigh, come to eat. What is it?

Zhao Yiming's originally wavering heart immediately turned back.

This Yin Song probably doesn't remember much about the students who turned down the scholarship. He didn't mind letting him relive it again. However, you can't just say no, you have to make things interesting. After a few spins in his head, he came up with an idea.

And Mingxiao's answer was an opportunity: "I can't give him an idea about this matter, my family nodded clearly, and we agreed." He shook his head, and we objected. ”

What are you doing? Don't you parents even have the power to give your children ideas?

Yin Song scolded in his heart.

But on the surface, he didn't dare to do this, he could only turn to Zhao Yiming and wait for his reply.

"To the Elite? Yes! Zhao Yiming deliberately pretended to be very relaxed: "But Assistant Yin, I won the championship in the poetry contest that just ended, and I got a reward of 80,000 yuan." So ......"

So don't compare your 200,000. That's not enough money in my eyes. Zhao Yiming's last sentence did not come out, but the meaning was already obvious.

"Then what conditions do you have!" Yin Song's anger has risen a little. It's too unknowing, so his tone is very impulsive, with obvious sarcasm and disdain.

But Zhao Yiming has always respected me, and I respect people; If someone offends me for one point, he will return three points for his character.

He simply decided to disgust Yin Song fiercely: "Assistant Yin." I'll just make it clear, you want to invite me to Yingcai. Yes, but the scholarship must be at least 500,000 Chinese dollars, and your principal Qiao Anyan personally invited me. So I can think about it. ”