Chapter 384 Qing Luo
"Lu Yang, it's you."

On the other side of the phone was Yi Qingluo's crisp voice. Although the two had exchanged calls before, this was the first time they had communicated on the phone.

"Yes, sister, are you in class?"

"No, I don't have class this afternoon, do you have anything to do?"

"I've come to Shanghai Stock Exchange, and I'm at the gate of the Shang Opera School. I want to ask you if the teacher is at home. If so, I'll go directly to your house."

"You're here. My dad is at home. He has classes in the last two periods of the afternoon. He hasn't gone to the office yet." Hearing Lu Yang's arrival, Yi Qingluo was a little surprised, and was still talking to Yi Yong on the phone what.

After a moment.

"Junior brother, my father told you to come directly to the house, and I will pick you up."

"No need, I know where it is, then hang up first, and see you later, senior sister."

After finishing the call, Lu Yang put his mobile phone in his pocket, carried his small schoolbag on his back, carried the gift box, and walked towards the teacher's apartment.

It would be best if Yi Yong was at home. If he was in the office, it would be inconvenient to give gifts by himself.

The show is huge.

It took about ten minutes before Lu Yang came to the classroom apartment. He had been to this place twice, so he was familiar with it. Outside the unit door, Yi Qingluo was already waiting by the side of the road.

Seeing Lu Yang coming, she hurried over and asked, "Are you alone?"

"Yeah, how many people do you think are coming?" Lu Yang smiled slightly.

"I thought Yueyue would come over."

The last time Lu Yang brought Chen Qiuyue here, Yi Qingluo still remembered that there was still a contact method between them, and they would usually use Penguin to communicate.

Compared with Lu Yang, the two girls, Yi Qingluo and Chen Qiuyue, obviously had more conversations, sharing some interesting things about school from time to time.

Lu Yang said: "The school has a lot of classes these days, so I didn't bring her here. I also came to Shanghai for some business. If you miss her, senior sister, you can go to Green City with me in two days..."

"I can't do it these days. I have to rehearse the performance recently, so I can't go far. Later, I will go there by myself. Then you have to receive me well."

"It goes without saying that when you arrive in Green City, Senior Sister, you will treat yourself as your own home."

"Okay."

The two chatted for a while.

Lu Yang asked, "Are the teacher and his wife there?"

"My mother has gone to class, only my father is here." Yi Qingluo stared at the gift bag in Lu Yang's hand with clear eyes, and asked, "Junior Brother, what is this?"

"A little gift for the teacher."

Lu Yang smiled.

"It's not that you don't know, my dad's temper, if you bring things, you will definitely be criticized." Yi Qingluo shook his head and said.

Lu Yang was not worried at all, instead he smiled and said, "Don't worry, senior sister, I guarantee that the teacher will not criticize me after seeing this gift."

"So confident?"

Yi Qingluo asked in surprise.

Lu Yang said confidently, "Of course."

Yi Qingluo didn't believe it: "Then I'll have to take a closer look later."

The two went upstairs together, the door was open, Yi Yong was standing at the door holding a thermos cup, he said with a smile, "I heard you talking outside when I was inside."

"Dad, Lu Yang brought you a gift."

Yi Qingluo pointed to the gift bag in Lu Yang's hand.

Yi Yong frowned, and said: "My family, come as soon as you come, if you bring any gifts, return them."

Hearing this, Yi Qingluo blinked at Lu Yang triumphantly, as if to say, look, I know...

Looking at this confidante from the previous life and blinking at him, Lu Yang smiled slightly, never expecting that the senior sister who was so indifferent in the previous life had such a playful side when she was young.

Lu Yang took the wooden box out of the gift box and said, "Teacher, this thing cannot be returned."

"Oh, and there are gifts that cannot be returned?"

Yi Yong was noncommittal.

"The teacher will know after looking at it."

Lu Yang opened the wooden box, and inside were two bright red lion's head walnuts, which looked old, shiny on the surface, and exactly the same size, they were fine products that had been paired.

"Hey, this lion's head is not bad, it's [-] centimeters in length."

Yi Yong said in surprise.

In the office, an old professor sitting across from him has two lion heads, which he shows off every day in the office. Yi Yong is also very greedy. He thought that he would buy a pair after he got his bonus at the end of the year, but he didn't expect , his apprentice actually bought it back in advance, and these two lion heads are obviously much prettier than his colleague's.

"It should be, I don't really understand this."

Lu Yang handed the box to Yi Yong's hand.

He continued: "Antiques, if you buy them, you won't be able to return them...so you can't return them. Teacher, you can't let me, a 20-year-old young man, play with two walnuts every day, so , Teacher, you still have to accept this thing."

Every line has its own rules.

Antiques are just bought and left. If you miss them, you will get rich, and if you catch them, you deserve it. There is no such thing as fraud, except for those who are professionally set up. Therefore, this thing can be resold, but it is impossible to return it.

When Lu Yang bought gifts, he also took this into consideration.

Yi Yong, an old screenwriter, of course understands this rule. Looking at the two lion heads inside the box, he smiled and said, "I can't say enough about you young people. I like your gift, so I accept it, but what's next?" You are not allowed to bring anything to the door this time, otherwise, I will ask Qing Luo to drive you out."

"Senior Sister will not drive me away."

Lu Yang glanced at Yi Qingluo, with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing his father accepting the gift, Yi Qingluo didn't criticize Lu Yang harshly, knowing in his heart that he had lost.

My junior brother is really good, and I can grasp it in my father's heart.

He is only so old, how can he know so many ways of the world?
"Sit down and let's talk."

Yi Yong pointed to the sofa in the living room, and said to his daughter: "Qing Luo, go and make two cups of tea."

Sitting on the sofa, Lu Yang also smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister."

"No trouble, it should be."

Yi Qingluo went to make tea, Yi Yong took a serious look at Lu Yang and said, "I'm a little fatter than last time."

"Life is better now, I eat meat every day at school." Lu Yang said jokingly.

Yi Yong said with a smile: "You are growing your body now. It is good to eat more. As the old saying goes, a man is 26 years old and a woman is [-] years old. If you eat well, you may be able to grow even taller."

"Teacher, I'm not short, okay?"

Lu Yang is 1.7 meters six, not short, but Yi Yong is a big man, taller than Lu Yang, and his daughter Yi Qingluo inherited his genes, and she is also very tall, similar to Lu Yang now, if If you wear high heels, it will be slightly higher than him.

"Dad, listen to what you said, I can't grow taller now?"

Yi Qingluo came over with two cups of tea.

Yi Yong said: "You are already tall enough, if you grow taller, your in-law's family will be hard to say."

Yi Qingluo's fair face blushed slightly, and said, "Dad, didn't I say that I won't get married in the future, and I will be by your two elders' side, serving you..."

"It's nonsense not to get married. Your mother and I are in good health. You don't need to worry about it. You should worry about yourself." Yi Yong picked up the tea and took a small sip.

Seeing his senior sister deflated, Lu Yang also smiled.

However, the teacher probably wouldn't have imagined that the senior sister ten years later would still be alone, quietly making music...without contending with the world, indifferent to fame and fortune...

At that time, the teacher seemed to have given up on urging.

(End of this chapter)

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