Chapter 40 Like

With Zhou Jiayi's current grades, of course, there is no way to study in the key class of the real yàn class of the High School Affiliated to Qin University, but fortunately, there is no need to pay the borrowing fee, Zhou Jianping calculated Zhou Jiayi's tuition and living expenses, and thought that he could afford it, and decided to make a decision on his daughter's going to study in Binyang City at the family meeting.

"Didn't the school in the county say that our family Yiyi can take any key classes with them, and give them a scholarship of 5,000 yuan a year?"

Zhou Jiayi's academic performance, although it is not top-notch in the High School Affiliated to Qinda University, is also taught by Lu Junyuan, and this year's high school entrance examination score is the second in the county.

The champion has long been dug up by a school in the city, Lu Junyuan has changed schools again this year, and Jiangping No. 1 Middle School has lost two heavy capitals at once, and even the seedlings of Beijing University and Huada, so he naturally refuses to let Zhou Jiayi go lightly.

As soon as the results of the high school entrance examination came, the school sent people to lobby many times, and Zhou Jianping was worried about his daughter's application for the high school attached to Qin University, but he did not agree. The school gritted its teeth and offered such favorable conditions.

5,000 yuan a year, although it doesn't seem like much from the outside, but in the small place of Jiangping, even in the eyes of a rural woman like Grandma Zhou, who is used to saving, it can be enough for their family to spend a year.

Grandma Zhou loves her granddaughter, but she can't bear the 5,000 yuan.

On weekdays, Grandpa Zhou doesn't care about Zhou Jiayi's affairs, but this time he suddenly spoke, "What do you know as a woman?" The old man kept a straight face, turned his head to Zhou Jianping and said, "Let Yiyi go." Reading it out, being able to be admitted to a good school is to add glory to the ancestors of our old Zhou family, our village has been in the village for so many years, how many students have been able to go to the city to study in high school? Not a single one. Our family Yiyi is the only one, let her go, if you don't have the money to pay for tuition, I still have it here. ”

Not to mention what Grandpa Zhou's original intention was in saying this, in short, the result was all for her good, Zhou Jiayi smiled, "Thank you, grandpa." ”

Grandma Zhou wanted to say something, but her granddaughter grabbed her arm and sprinkled herself, "Grandma, what is 5,000 yuan a year, when I go to a good school and make a lot of money, I will let you enjoy Qingfu in the future." ”

Grandma Zhou said this, and she was not in charge of the family, so she followed the words, touched her granddaughter's hair, turned around and went to her own house, took out a large handful of gross tickets from under the mat, picked up twenty or ten yuan from it for a long time, counted it, wrapped it in a small handkerchief, and handed it to Zhou Jiayi, "Don't wronged yourself outside, just say it if you don't have any money to spend." ”

Probably because of the living environment, the people in Zhou Jiayi's family are very stingy to express their care and love with words, they often give money, more or less, that is what they feel is the most precious and the most affordable.

Zhou Jiayi took it, and stuffed her back under the bed while her grandmother wasn't paying attention.

It was cool outside at night, and she came out of the house and called Lu Junyuan at the entrance of the village.

Lu Junyuan was restless all day, being ridiculed by Tang Jia as if he had lost his soul, he didn't care about this, he was always worried about what to do if Congee Congee's family didn't let her come to Pinyang to go to school, and even wondered if he offered to help Congee Congee pay for tuition and living expenses, she would not agree, until he received this call.

"Do you have any consent?"

As soon as the phone was connected, the other end hurriedly asked, Zhou Jiayi looked confused, and asked back after a while: "The two of us seem to have something, and we are not a little couple who elope without saying a word." ”

Lu Junyuan was silent for a while, but he opened his mouth again, "I just asked you about going to school, I'm afraid that Uncle Zhou will have difficulties." ”

"Alright, that's it." Zhou Jiayi felt a little embarrassed by the silent atmosphere just now, she smiled and covered up the past, and continued: "I'll go back tomorrow, and I'll bring you something delicious when the time comes." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Touching her hot cheeks, Zhou Jiayi felt that she couldn't tease Lulu casually in the future, after all, such a green and delicious flower with red roots really couldn't be folded in the hands of her weird aunt, besides, she was afraid that she would capsize the boat, and she wouldn't even be able to be a friend at that time.

In some things, Zhou Jiayi was timid and pitiful, she subconsciously noticed the signs, and planned to cut it off immediately without thinking about it.

On the other side, Lu Junyuan hung up the phone for the first time, and was stunned for a while, Tang Jia came down from upstairs, opened the refrigerator in the living room and took out a box of ice cream, and asked, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

Lu Junyuan shook his head, he doesn't like sweets, the ice cream in the refrigerator was bought by Zhou Jiayi, he has always been generous, and suddenly said, "These are porridge, right?" ”

"The little beauties have said that they can eat as much as they want, and when it's gone, I'll buy some to fill in." Tang Jia dug a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, exhaled a cool word, sat down on the sofa next to Lu Junyuan, tilted his head and asked, "Boss, you seem to have something on your mind?" ”

Lu Junyuan rarely talks to people, and the time with Zhou Jiayi can almost be regarded as an accident, he has something on his mind, but he doesn't plan to mention it, he shakes his head, and prepares to pack up his things and go back.

"What are you doing in a hurry to go back, the little beauty is not here today, by the way, when will she come back, we finally got a big customer today, and said that we would prepare a celebration banquet." Tang Jia was stuck in the sofa, eating ice cream, and asked without raising his head.

The two people Lu Boyi gave to his son were carefully selected, needless to say, business ability, plus Jianbo.com's recent performance is good, the number of users is rising, Lu Junyuan talked about several puzzle games online one after another and steadily retained these people, and the number of independent visits to wènIP every day has reached a certain number, with such a beautiful number, there are many advertisers who come to the door.

They are all ordinary FMCG manufacturers, and they are all talking about a month-long banner advertising space, although the money is not much, but it has finally opened.

And Tang Jia said that this big customer is different, this game company called Xingchen is one of the largest companies in the game industry, and the games it operates are well-known throughout the country, and the number of game users is only a lot more than that of Jianbo.com, but under the efforts of Zhang Qingbin and Xie Junjie, they also fancy the future development potential of Jianbo.com, and the two sides finally reached a cooperation plan.

"I'll talk about it when she gets back." Lu Junyuan put the notebook into his backpack, touched the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, resisted the urge to call Zhou Jiayi again, and went home.

The house is empty, there is no one, the potted plants on the balcony are almost wilted by the sun, Lu Junyuan moved them in, watered a little water, this flower was picked by them together in the flower and bird market, porridge and porridge want to buy but afraid that they will not be able to live, and finally at his insistence only bought a few pots of easy to take care of and survived.

There was half a watermelon left in the refrigerator, which they bought yesterday afternoon, and they ate half of it at that time, and they originally planned to eat the rest of the night, but Zhou Jianping called the porridge back with a phone call.

Lu Junyuan is awkward, he doesn't like to eat watermelon, a juicy fruit, and it is not fresh overnight, so he originally planned to throw it away in the morning, but I don't know why he kept it again.

He took it to the kitchen and cut the watermelon, poured a layer of honey on it, took a photo and posted it on his Jianbo account, with a postscript: "Clean up the refrigerator." ”

Jianbo is now home to a lot of space celebrities, they have also brought a lot of fans over, all of them have become users of Jianbo.com, Lu Junyuan is also their boss, and occasionally a dynamic will be forwarded and liked, I don't know if it is out of curiosity or Lu Junyuan's own charm, his account gradually has a lot of fans.

threw a watermelon rind, there was already a large wave of likes and comments below, Lu Junyuan flipped through it casually, and saw a jingle cat's avatar comment, "Drinking some tea can relieve greasy." ”

Lu Junyuan couldn't help but touch the mobile phone in his trouser pocket again, he took it out and looked at it, and wanted to ask Zhou Jiayi why she hadn't slept and how she got on the Internet, but after looking at the time, he finally put down the phone.

Porridge may have fallen asleep, anyway, she will be back tomorrow, and it will be the same if she has anything to say when the time comes.

With such thoughts, the inexplicable love in Lu Junyuan's heart faded a little, he finished eating the watermelon happily, drank some tea according to Zhou Jiayi's words, cleaned up the kitchen and took a shower to get ready for bed.

In the past, Lu Junyuan would always look at the computer for a while before going to bed, or write a plan, but his mood was up and down today, and the first action after taking a bath was to fall on the bed like Zhou Jiayi.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on very well, and Lu Junyuan quickly dried his hair and habitually slept wrapped in a quilt.

He thought he would toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep, but he quickly fell asleep as soon as he touched his head on the pillow.

Lu Junyuan kicked the quilt for the first time in the middle of the night, and if the light was turned on in the dark room, it was easy to find the fine sweat on his forehead.

He had a dream, the kind that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy would do.

He is a ** thin person, in the same age boys spying on the developed bodies of the girls around him, discussing the unspoken rules of those female stars, watching those stallions secretly obscene, and even secretly going to the Internet café to watch the movie, he never participates, but this does not mean that he does not understand.

In the cool, dry air, there was a young dream, as if it was saying whose name it was.

Lu Junyuan was woken up by the heat, and as soon as he moved, he felt the stickiness somewhere on his body, and then thought of the person in his dream, and suddenly blushed in the middle of the night when no one was around.

He dreamed of Zhou Jiayi.

If Lu Junyuan was still in a state of ignorance about his mind before, then there is nothing to escape and explain this dream.

The guilt, embarrassment, joy, excitement and excitement of having such a dream are intertwined, and in the end only one conclusion can be reached.

He likes porridge, the kind of man who likes women.

When did you like it? Lu Junyuan can't tell, and he can't tell, he thinks that he has never had such strong feelings, and he even likes his relatives lightly, how can he fall in love with someone lightly?

It was only now that he realized that his feelings were not the scorching magma that erupted in an instant, but the crisp wine brewed over time, pure and light, and fragrant.