kiss wild rose

Chapter 3 Sister, I care too much

As soon as the movement stopped, a pair of delicate white hands stretched out in front of him, and Lin Wan handed him a can of Coke.

He didn't reach out to take it, but just raised his eyes to look at her, the seemingly indistinct arc of the corner of his mouth seemed to see through her little thought.

She stopped her hands in the air and was silent for a few seconds, a little embarrassed.

It wasn't until her hand was slightly sore that Jiang Yichen reached out to take it.

"Thanks," he said.

"It's cold outside." Lin Wan regretted not wearing a coat today.

Jiang Yichen slowly poured out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and stuffed it into his mouth, his movements were extremely lazy.

Lin Wan noticed that his fingers were long, and the pads where he held the cigarette were a little yellow.

"Help me?"

He speaks very nicely, like a hypnotic, which can confuse people's hearts.

Lin Wan reached for the lighter he handed over. It looked expensive and had a metal case.

Lin Wan couldn't use it, and didn't turn on the fire for the first time.

Jiang Yichen didn't know where his patience came from, so he just leaned there and waited for her to do it.

The second time it ignited, the wind blows and it goes out.

She was a little annoyed and a little anxious.

The delicate brows were slightly frowned.

The third time she learned to be smart, and guarded the little flame carefully, for fear that the wind would blow it out.

The fire reflected on her palm and hit his face, his facial features, especially his lips were reflected very clearly.

Lin Wan didn't know if she did it on purpose, her fingertips touched his lips, and the slight coolness made her shrink back in fright.

"Afraid?" He smirked.

Lin Wan shook her head.

Even when the evening wind blows on her body, she looks extraordinarily gentle. Her skirt is rolled up and rippling in the wind. Her autumnal eyes are extremely gentle, and her long hair is slightly curly, wanton and frantic.

"It's going to rain, I'll see you off." His eyes stayed on the corner of the wall, where there was an umbrella, which was given to him by the owner of the Internet cafe just now, and he was specifically asked to take it.

"what would you do?"

"Sister, I care too much." He had a smile on his face, even his eyebrows and eyes were frivolous and lazy.

Lin Wan thought that he should remember her, because last time he called her sister.

It's not easy to get a car here, so Jiang Yichen took out his mobile phone and called a car.

Lin Wan glanced at it. It was 2.5 kilometers away from him and expected to arrive in 3 minutes.

She subconsciously turned the lighter to play, and the sound of flipping and closing was extremely loud, beating the silent night.

There seemed to be words engraved on the metal shell, but she didn't notice it at first, and only touched it with her hand.

"2Pac, do you like hip-hop?" Lin Wan was a little surprised.

He has an inexplicable lazy energy about him, not like someone who likes hip-hop.

Jiang Yichen didn't expect her to know, smiled, took back the lighter, and rubbed the words on it.

"Know?" He lowered his eyes and played with the lighter, which made him twinkle.

"Tupac Amaru Shakur, just heard it." She said it honestly, without pretending to understand.

"Just graffiti and rap." He flipped the lid, put it in his pocket without playing any more.

This is answering her last question.

Many people mistakenly believe that hip-hop and Rap are essentially the same.The two are different in form and source, hip-hop is a culture, and Rap is a music style.

There are many forms of hip-hop, such as DJing, rap, graffiti, hip-hop, while Rap only has rap.

Lin Wan thought for a while, and said, "You are not from Huada."

He smiled, the missing part of the brow peak was particularly conspicuous, adding a bit of hostility to his laziness.

"Sister, when did I say I'm from Huada?"

Lin Wan suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have said that he was from Huada, but she just got it wrong when she heard what his friend said.

It didn't embarrass her for long, because the car he called came.

"Let's go." He said lightly.

The drizzle from the sky gradually began to grow until it was the size of pearls.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and he walked over, not caring whether the rain would get him wet.

He got into the car cleanly.

The journey was a bit far, and the rain stopped when I didn't know where to drive.

He opened the window and lit a cigarette.

The driver in front smelled it and said, "Young man, the cigarette is pretty good."

Jiang Yichen didn't reply, but Rao Ziyang called again.

"It's urgent, keep hitting." He cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Have you arrived yet? I have been waiting for you at the door for a long time."

"Wait." Jiang Yichen hung up the phone without giving him a chance to respond.

Rao Ziyang stomped his feet in the cold on the other end of the phone: "Fuck, your uncle."

Rao Ziyang had just hung up the phone when he saw the car approaching.

He hurried over to open the door for the uncle.

This is a chess and card room. The venue is quite large, and there are few people. The main reason for the small number of people is that the consumption is relatively high.

He walked in along the road, and Zhong Ze and the others had already served the table.

The sixteen colored balls they played were fixed balls.

Just after Zhong Ze had bent down and hit the designated ball, he saw Jiang Yichen arriving, and he came over after releasing the shot.

If it was Rao Ziyang who went up to play, Rao Ziyang's skills made the game much easier.

Jiang Yichen and Zhong sat on the chairs aside.

Feeling bored, Jiang Yichen took out his phone and clicked on the game interface. He deliberately played Tetris.

"Have you thought about it, that song really won't sell, Xiao Cheng's grandson is not so easy to deal with."

Zhong Ze handed Jiang Yichen a cigarette.

He took it and put it in his mouth without ordering it.

"Not for sale."

Xiao Cheng became popular in the circle through a rap show, and he is so pretty, he can be regarded as a rare treasure rapper in the eyes of the public.

But in fact, it's just gold and jade, and it's ruined.

It was promoted by capital, and the so-called impromptu performances on the show were all scripts negotiated in advance. It has been two years since its debut, and there are no particularly good works, so it will naturally be questioned.

So I started to spend a lot of money to find underground rappers to write songs.

I met Jiang Yichen and the others at a dinner before, and I asked someone to set up a line in private.

Jiang Yichen didn't care much about fame and fortune, he was not short of money, and he was also arrogant, so Xiao Cheng came up with all sorts of insidious tricks by coercing and luring him.

He also asked the copyright owner to download Jiang Yichen's songs, but Jiang Yichen didn't bow his head and say a soft word.

Zhong Ze saw that he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he was still in the mood to play Tetris.

But Jiang Yichen was just playing, and he couldn't make it to level nine.

trash game.

He put away his cell phone, took out the lighter from his pocket, and kept his eyes on the "2Pac" on it for a few seconds.

"Has your broken entertainment company succeeded?" He lit a cigarette skillfully.

Zhong is a typical son-in-law, relying on his family's money, he has played a lot these years, and opened a bar with Jiang Yichen before.

But when these two idlers got together, how could they manage it? Later, they found someone to sell it because they thought it was troublesome, and the person who took over the business was very successful.

The two of them have been there a few times since then, and the place is much busier than before.

In the past few months, he has been full of enthusiasm, and he has opened an entertainment company.

"It's open, why don't you just sign it under my name, my brother praises you." Zhong Ze said with a smile.

"roll."

(End of this chapter)