Because of the different thoughts in some people, the party that night was destined to end in a bad mood. Even Yang Min's suggestion to go out for a dinner was rejected by her two aunts who were reluctant to get interested.

However, Yang Yi did not have more energy to pay attention to the improvement of the relationship between the big family because he received a call from Rogo: "I heard from Uncle Jiang, you kid who broke the bridge when you cross the river? The book is so popular that he ignores others?"

Regarding the fat man from the second generation, he deliberately distorted the speech of the municipal party secretary and conveyed it in the tone of a resentful uncle. Yang Yi on the other end of the phone could only be covered in black lines, but he was also grateful for his reminder.

"It's not ungrateful, it's just..." Yang Yi was a little uncomfortable. Could it be that the secretary was afraid that his daughter would be hooked up, so he had some reservations about him?

At Jiang Nan's house that day, Jiang Jianmo's previous cautious attitude and the relaxation he had heard that he would not have been admitted to the first high school entrance examination were already seen by Yang Yi. He was not sure if this was a gesture that Jiang Jianmo had deliberately made, but after knowing the attitude of others, he pretended to be very nervous, and Yang Yi could not do it.

"Just what? I'm just worried that my father-in-law wouldn't like her son-in-law?" Rogo's mouth was big and smelly, almost causing Yang Yi's waist to fall.

"Brother Luo!" He was both angry and funny, and Yang Yi could only express his attitude in this helpless tone.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore! I tell you, Uncle Jiang has mentioned you seriously in front of me. Last time I went to his house, thanking him for recommending you, the little god of wealth, he praised you very much. Besides, there are some things that you just need to have a clear conscience in front of him!" Rogo's words suddenly made Yang Yi's heart cheerful, but before he could thank him, a little cumbersome laughed from the other side: "But the little girl of the Jiang family is really a first-class beauty. If I weren't too familiar with me, I wouldn't have left it to you!"

Yang Yi hung up the phone with a "snap".

This is where the current scene comes - in Jiang Nan's boudoir, a hint of air conditioning blows, the girl on the small sofa next to her crossed her legs, and the fragrance she had just taken from her nose came from her nose.

Maybe this is happiness? It is not about having a beautiful woman, not about being successful in his studies, but just doing some small things that were out of reach in the past is enough to make people feel satisfied.

"Why don't you thank my dad? Speaking of which, I am your mentor, right?" Jiang Nan's eyebrows were relaxed, and her posture curled up on the sofa was graceful, with an arc that was difficult for later yoga beauties to reach, like a tulip.

However, Yang Yi was not easy to answer casually. He had seen the rebellious and unparalleled style of a two-faced girl. He didn't know how to face this girl he secretly admired in his previous life. In addition, before coming here, Rogo's jokes on the phone made him feel guilty.

"Do you want one?" Since Yang Yi broke the fact that she was smoking too, Jiang Nan did not deliberately hide her other side from Yang Yi. Instead, because she had someone who could share the secret, she felt a sense of pleasure and relaxation in her heart.

And this person who shares his little secret has a warm smile, calmness and calmness that is inconsistent with his age, and confidence that makes people admire and appreciate.

"You are allowed to smoke here, veteran." Jiang Nan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her smile was a little dazzling, and then she added a low sentence: "Don't say it out."

"No matter what, it's not good for girls to smoke." Yang Yi knew that this answer was a bit unsightly, but it was difficult to hold back and say it for the sake of temporary beauty.

"I probably thought that I could only do this alone in the future, so don't preach it now." Jiang Nan was still smiling the moment before, and suddenly felt a little sad. The boy in front of me could only live in his memories of the past in the future.

Looking at Jiang Nan who suddenly looked distant, how could Yang Yi not understand? In such a farewell season, especially the girl who still hides the other side of her temperament, she has reason to remember her.

The softest part in my heart was suddenly touched by something, so Yang began to hum gently as the sunlight reflected on the side of Yang.

That laugh reminds me of my flowers,

It is quietly open for me in every corner of my life,

I thought I would always be by her side,

Today we have left in the vast sea of ​​people...

Hearing the singing suddenly lingering in the room, Jiang Nan was a little surprised at first, and then instantly drowned in the tune of youth like sorrow.

Are the sycamore and camphor trees on those campuses? At the end of the cement path is the bicycle shed hidden in the bamboo forest, which should be empty now! In the dim sunset, at this time, it happens to be the time when incandescent lamps light up one by one. The sky above the sultry campus is a quiet starry sky.

only……

They have been taken away by the wind and scattered around the world.

In the world of two people, the boy was singing, and a slightly sad tune was slowly flowing. Jiang Nan tightened the corner of her clothes, not understanding why her eyes suddenly became sore and swollen.

Will this boy be taken away by the wind and scattered around the world?

...

The ambiguous and beautiful atmosphere did not last long. Jiang Jianmo, who was tired, returned unexpectedly. Seeing Yang Yi coming to visit, his eyes were filled with worries and comfort.

"It's Yang Yi, I still remember the referee. I thought you met the boy from the Luo family, so I forgot me." Although Jiang Jianmo was worried about his children, he was not good at ease when he came to thank him, so he changed into a smile and greeted him: "How about it, how many copies of your "Song Dynasty" have been printed four times?"

"1.2 million copies, now each bookstore is contacting Luo Ge, preparing to add the fifth printing." Yang Yi replied bluntly, with gratitude in his expression, but no other child was awe when he saw Jiang Jianmo.

"Ha, you have become a rich man all of a sudden." Jiang Jianmo couldn't help but be amazed. It was a bit horrible that a pure new writer could achieve such results when he published a book for the first time.

Yang Yi smiled and shook his head and said, "Actually, it's okay. I can only say that it's a good income among writers... But these days, I'm preparing for the second volume of "Song Dynasty", and there are a few doubts about Beijing Chase that stumped me."

"Huh? Jingcha? That's the rule of the Ming Dynasty, right?" Jiang Jianmo showed a funny look. Judging from the boy's familiarity with historical materials, it should be impossible to make such a low-level mistake. Is there anything in his words?

"Oh! That's why I remembered it wrong." Yang Yi nodded disregardly: "I just saw the information that whenever the Beijing Campaign, if the faction leader cannot protect the people on his side, the people's hearts will disperse! I want to find a few relevant examples to study, but I have never found it."

Yang Yi said this naturally had a purpose. Jiang Jianmo came back today and was filled with worry that could not be concealed. There was no doubt that something was wrong with his work. Combined with his memories of the political situation in Yuezhou in his previous life, Yang Yi was sure that what troubled Jiang Jianmo was the personnel issues in the Standing Committee.

That's why he took advantage of this topic that he deliberately said wrongly to tactfully remind the secretary - you should let your allies see your determination and strength.

It seems that in the previous life, Secretary Jiang seemed indecisive because of his academic background, and did not bother to use those stingy methods in his eyes. In the end, he did not win the favor of the public, but was transferred to other places in a confrontation of higher power.

Now I would like to remind him, it can be regarded as a reward for his help.

However, considering that although the municipal party secretary appreciates him, the relationship between the two is far from being in a deep state of friendship, he is probably just the image of a premature teenager in his mind, so Yang Yi went around such a big circle.

And when Jiang Jianmo heard Yang Yi's seemingly point-making statement, he laughed: "Why are you interested in Ming History again? Should you write this after the Song Dynasty finished writing?" He was very surprised. Although his dilemma in the Municipal Standing Committee was not a secret, it should not be something a small junior high school graduate could know! Moreover, these seemingly discussing history, but in fact, they were using history to describe Jin and pointed out that he needed to burn his boats to stabilize people's hearts.

Or is this seemingly shocking little thing about this boy is just some unintentional coincidence?

Jiang Jianmo discovered that even he could not see clearly what was hidden behind the boy's seemingly shy smile.

A strange silence was finally broken by the sudden ringtone of the phone. When Jiang Nan answered it, her beautiful eyes reflected a look of surprise: "It's Brother Rogo, I'm looking for Yang Yi."

After the call, Jiang Jianmo just got rid of the suspicion in his heart, shook his head and smiled: "The boy from the Luo family has come to find my family. When will your relationship be so good?"

Yang Yi smiled awkwardly, but thought in his heart that this would be better if it were in future generations? The overwhelming topic of gay men would be enough to drown people.

When the phone was put down, the nanny, Aunt Huang, had already brought all the food, and Jiang Nan asked inadvertently: "Just have a meal here?"

Jiang Jianmo looked at the girl in surprise when he heard this. In his memory, although his daughter was generous and polite to others, she took the initiative to keep people for dinner. This was a treatment that the entire municipal party committee compound and all the children of relatives and friends had never enjoyed.

Yang Yi also looked at Jiang Nan in surprise, a little confused about the girl’s real thoughts. Perhaps what touched her was the song “Those Flowers”?

So he shook his head and apologized: "Brother Luo called me to go for dinner, saying that he had something to do."

Jiang Nan gave her a very understanding smile, just like her formulaic gentle and politeness in front of others, but a trace of dissatisfaction flashed through her eyes. Then she turned to Jiang Jianmo and pretended to joke: "By the way, Dad, didn't you say that Yang Yi's book last time there was a questionable question? Before she could give me some advice to the great writer, she left again."

I think if my father kept saying a word, the boy wouldn't have left.
Chapter completed!