In fact, Lan Jie would not look at this kind of vulgar fan at all, this is the innate conceit of Gao Fu Shuai.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'll just take the bus back by myself" Wen Jianle shook off Lan Jie, and walked forward with a left foot, presumably kicked to the joint by four golden retrievers.

"Eh" Lan Jie didn't know how to persuade him, he and Wen Jianle didn't usually deal with each other, but he had also heard that the other party's family background was more difficult, maybe it was because of this that he went to the bar to work part-time.

"Do you need money?" Lan Jie asked Wen Jianle, who was a few meters away.

"I don't need handouts, I want to make money with my own hands!" Wen Jianle paused, a little indifferent in his tone.

"Hehe, you misunderstood me. I mean, if you want to work part-time, I've got a good introduction and the salary will definitely satisfy you! ”

Lan Jie laughed, ran up and walked side by side with Wen Jianle, and said before he could speak: "This Saturday, at the Maogang District International Convention and Exhibition Center, an animation cosplay contest will be held, and I will also participate in the competition, but my assistant happened to have something to take leave that day, so I want you to take his place!" ”

"Assistant?" Wen Jianle turned his head to look at Lan Jie and said with a smile: "Hehe, aren't your rich second-generation assistants all first-class beauties?" Why do you need me? ”

"Eh" Lan Jie was speechless, and only after half a ring did he say embarrassedly: "I'm just an ordinary student, forget it, it's not important." Think about it, when I am an assistant, I only need to take the luggage and props, I don't have to do menial work, and I am paid 500 yuan an hour. ”

"500 yuan" Wen Jianle's heart fluttered, this is a month's food for his family. He had also heard of the International Animation Exhibition, but it was all stuff that rich people had nothing to do.

Lan Jie saw his eyes and asked, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"How long does that take to work?"

"From 13:30 to 17:30 in the afternoon, it will take 4 hours, and of course, it will take about 2 hours to go back and forth and make up and so on, so it will be 6 hours in total."

Wen Jianle thought about it for a while, 6 hours is 3,000 yuan, which is a very considerable income, and after the Comic Con is over, you can just buy vegetables and cook at home.

"Okay," Wen Jianle nodded in agreement.

"That's fine! It's late, let me send you home! Lan Jie laughed heartily, picked up the car key and "beeped" twice, and an Audi A4 nearby flashed, in order not to be publicized, this is his means of transportation.

"No, I'll only have a few bus stops when I go home" Wen Jianle hurriedly refused, he really couldn't accept Lan Jie's favors again and again.

"Aren't we all classmates? Let's go, you're going to be my assistant anyway."

Lan Jie didn't wait for him to explain, and dragged Wen Jianle into the car

When Wen Jianle returned home, it was almost 11 o'clock, but his younger brother was still watching cartoons.

"Xiaowen, what time is it? Are you still watching TV? Do you want to fight? Wen Jianle criticized his brother harshly, and his mother had not yet gotten off work, and he must have watched cartoons for hours in a row.

"Let me watch it for a while," the younger brother looked at his brother with a small mouth and sparkling eyes.

Wen Jianle shouted: "No! Hurry back to sleep! ”

"Whew, I know" The younger brother cried aggrievedly, and the TV was not turned off, so he put on his little slippers and went back to his room.

This trick doesn't work for his brother, Wen Jianle sat on the dilapidated sofa, took off his shoes and socks, he has been wearing these running shoes for more than a year, and the socks are also tattered, the money he got from his previous part-time job was used to pay tuition and help his brother buy toys, how can he have spare money to buy himself a pair of new shoes, but now it is different, as long as he completes that part-time job this week, then he has enough money to buy what he wants, and more importantly, he can use half of the money to pay two months' rent.

Lan Jie doesn't seem to be as ruthless as his classmates say

Just as Wen Jianle lowered his head and put down his shoes, an item next to him attracted his attention, this was his mother's clothes, and there was a blank piece of paper in his pocket, which seemed to have pen words written in it, Wen Jianle immediately took out the paper, and it turned out to be a medical record notice!

And when he opened it and saw the contents, it was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky slashing through his mind

Hepatocarcinoma? Advanced!!

Wen Jianle rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his heartbeat accelerated wildly, and after he confirmed it again and again, he collapsed on the sofa, tears kept flowing from his eyes

My mother had advanced liver cancer

And judging by the date, it was last week's test report

Maybe he didn't dare to tell himself because he was afraid that I would worry

But what should I do?

At this moment, Wen Jianle's mood fell from heaven to hell, and his heart was like ashes

The cartoon was playing on TV, and the listless Wen Jianle glanced at it, and saw Doraemon take out a strange-shaped machine from the treasure bag, sending out a beam of light to shine on Nobita's body, Nobita's injury was miraculously healed, and he was instantly refreshed.

"Hey, if only I could have Doraemon's treasure bag"

Wen Jianle laughed to himself, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep

And how could he have imagined that a few days later, this impossible idea would become a reality.

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(There are two things that readers need to know below: 1. This is not a YY novel, and I don't write novels that go through various interfaces randomly, nor do I write Xiaobaiwen.) 2. Since I usually have to see the store, I keep a change a day (I don't add it from time to time on weekends), this is to better sort out the plot, and I pay more attention to quality than quantity. ）