Duan Jincheng offended the supervisor, and the KTV job was not kept, and three days after the "salary incident", the director Fang casually found a reason and resigned Duan Jincheng.

He is a part-time worker, has no contract, has nowhere to appeal, and can only swallow injustice.

Duan Jincheng didn't tell Chen Qingwu, but when he got out of school on Tuesday, he told her that she had taken the exam soon, and that she had been quietly reviewing at home recently, writing down what she didn't understand, and finding time to ask him together.

When he said these words, he was calm and breezy the whole time, and he did not show the slightest emotion.

So much so that Chen Qingwu didn't think much about it at all, and it wasn't until he accidentally met Li Tang in the supermarket that he knew that Duan Jincheng's part-time job at KTV had long been gone.

Li Tang scolded as usual, and greeted the eighteen generations of Fang Supervisor's ancestors.

Chen Qingwu was not interested in the other supervisor, she only cared about whether Duan Jincheng had found a new part-time job.

Li Tang shook his head: "As far as I know, there shouldn't be." ”

In those days, the monthly exam was approaching, Chen Qingwu was absent-minded about this matter every day, as if she had lost her part-time job, Duan Jincheng was doing everything as usual, what should he do, or occasionally take a nap in class and be thrown chalk by the head teacher, and leave in a hurry after school.

Chen Qingwu wanted to ask him how he was looking for a part-time job, but he didn't have a chance to talk to him alone, so he didn't dare to bother him.

The day before the monthly exam, Chen Qingwu was about to go home from school, and as soon as she walked out of school, she saw Duan Jincheng sitting in the small park she had to pass by, waiting for her.

He held a small vocabulary book in his hand, and he caught a glimpse of her and raised his eyes slightly to look at her.

When Chen Qingwu saw him, his mood was cloudy for several days, and suddenly cleared.

"Are you waiting for me?" She smiled and walked quickly over to him.

Duan Jincheng didn't answer this question, but just asked her: "Is the latest question a city?" ”

"No, I won't be able to ask a lot of questions." Chen Qingwu replied truthfully.

"Then you're going to hide these questions until after the monthly exam?"

Chen Qingwu said in her heart that she was not afraid of delaying your search for a part-time job, but she still didn't dare to mention this topic, although she scratched her heart and wanted to know what he was doing recently after school, but she always felt that it was best not to mention it.

He has his life, and if he wants to talk about it, he will naturally say that she is just rubbing his counseling, and she should know her identity and grasp the proportions.

"Let's go." Duan Jincheng pointed to the small round table in the small park, "I'll talk about all the questions I don't know here today." ”

"Okay."

Chen Qingwu followed him to the small round table, looked at the catkins fluttering in the air, and silently took out a mask from his schoolbag and put it on.

"What's wrong?" Duan Jincheng glanced at her.

"It's okay, a little bit of allergic rhinitis."

"Then change places."

"No, no, time is precious, tomorrow is the monthly exam, I still don't know a lot of questions."

Duan Jincheng threw a glance at her: "Now you know that you are in a hurry?" ”

"It's too late, it's all too late with you." The mask covered her mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of smiling eyes that were curved like crescents, showing the meaning of slapping the horse.

Duan Jincheng didn't eat her set, and reached out to get her homework book, but before Chen Qingwu could let go, the fingers of the two inadvertently touched under the page.

His fingertips were obviously very cold, but Chen Qingwu seemed to be burned, so he quickly removed his hand first.

It was windy outside, she pretended to be afraid of the cold, put her hand in the pocket of her school uniform, and her thumb was in a place where Duan Jincheng couldn't see, repeatedly rubbing the inch of skin he touched, as if she had won a precious medal.