Reborn I just want to concentrate on studying

Chapter 201

Yao Qian is doing homework.

Now in the second year of high school, if it is important, it is important, if it is not important, it is not that important.

He pursues grades, but not so much.

He has followed his father as an example since he was a child, and hopes that he can start a business like his father in the future.

Of course, at present, my father is only working for others... CEO, a CEO without equity, just a high-level wage earner.

Of course, he won't stay in this position forever. I heard that my father has plans to leave the original company and start his own company.

It cheered him up.

He looks forward to his father Jackie Chan, and at the same time hopes that one day he can inherit his father's mantle.

Of course, Yao Qian's father never let him get in touch with business matters. In his father's eyes, learning is more important.

But Yao Qian didn't care about his father's opinion.He is 17 years old this year, and in another year, he will even be old enough to start a company.

He put down his homework and picked up the book "Introduction and Skills of Fund Investment" to read.

The causes of a person's personality and hobbies are always irregular.

For example, a perverted murderer may just be stepped on by others when he was a child.

And Yao Qian was keen on doing business, probably because he watched a movie when he was young, a movie about business tycoons, but unfortunately he couldn't remember the name of that movie, so he completely lost the chance to correct it.

His ideal is to start a business as soon as he enters university.

"Crack..."

The door was suddenly opened, and Yao Qian's father, a bald middle-aged man with a thin figure and black-rimmed glasses, looked serious.

Seeing Yao Qian's book, Yao Qian's father frowned slightly.

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Ah."

"This kind of book, read less."

Yao Qian was slightly taken aback, seeing his father's stern gaze, sighed, but still put the book away.

Yao Qian's father took a book from the shelf and went out.

The door was closed, Yao Qian smiled lightly and shook his head.

After all, my father's thinking is still a bit old-fashioned, and he thinks that he can't get in touch with business things at his age.

He is mature enough.

On this point he is extremely confident.

have been in contact with society.

Since the first year of high school, I have been working as a summer job every summer vacation, getting in touch with all kinds of people in the society, and learning about some business matters...

And people of the same age are still flowers in the greenhouse!

They don't understand this society.

Society and school are two completely different worlds.

To get ahead, academic performance is only one aspect of the matter, and it is enough to go to a passable university.

Being a human being, being thorough in handling things, and considering all kinds of things are the keys to success in this society.

No matter what kind of university you go to, these things have to go through a period of learning, so you must get in touch, of course, the sooner the better.

These things, that peers simply do not realize.

Sometimes he would be very emotional. He actually understood these truths when he was only 17 years old... He was far ahead of his peers!
Think about it, in the student union, he can easily become the chairman, and he can chat and laugh with some administrative teachers...

But when it comes to the student union, Yao Qian thought of that unpleasant incident again.

It was originally planned to perform a guitar playing and singing show, but it was a pity that the guy named Yi Yang stole the limelight.

If it's just like this, he won't be so depressed, after all, he always thinks that he is doing big things, and he needs to have a structure and a mind.

But Wang Sangning was involved.

He really wanted to show off in front of that girl.

At present, there is no girl who has made him so excited.

Although most of the students in the key middle schools would not put the matter of falling in love on the agenda, most of those who did not fall in love were ugly, or the kind who wanted to take the top2 exam.

When it comes to love, for most people their age, emotions are restrained.

Yes, but with restraint.

He was also restrained enough in the previous time.

Of course, there is one reason... no one has chased him.

But this is not a problem. He has always felt that once he decides which girl he wants to date, it will go smoothly with his social experience that is much higher than that of his peers.

Girls, don't all like mature boys?

In this school, no matter how good the grades are, the girls are still young and naive without book knowledge.

That day when he was helping to move things in the gymnasium, Wang Sangning ran over like the wind. After he came back, he couldn't help but recall that scene.

Especially with those long legs, he couldn't help yelling some pictures about the sexiness under the covers.

Naturally, this kind of affection will not be upgraded to liking, because there are many girls in this school who make his heart so excited... Most of the good-looking girls can give him such a hard blow to his heart.

But even that was enough to make him unhappy with Yi Yang.

Because it can be seen that Wang Sangning and Yi Yang are very close.

He can even know that this kind of emotion is wrong, this is jealousy, but he thinks darkly, jealousy is jealousy, no one knows what he thinks anyway.

In short, from the bottom of my heart, I don't want Yi Yang's performance to go smoothly.

If there are some flaws... He thought so, wiping his chin and slowly raised his head.

……

It is to perform on stage on behalf of the sports club. Although it is also possible to directly call for foreign aid, there is still an additional procedure... Every semester, the school will select an outstanding club, which involves the interests of the award, so about the club's participation in activities , Personnel management is quite standardized.

In order to reduce one step, I simply officially entered the sports club.

The National Day Art Show is not attended by the third year of senior high school, but some students of the first and second year of senior high school will participate.

Because it was only a school event, and strictly speaking, it could not even be regarded as an official school event. The scene was relatively loose, and even the seats were not strictly divided according to the class.

Yi Yang was surrounded by a group of people from the sports club, and everyone sent blessings and thanks one after another.

"Come on buddy!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"If there is anything we need in the future, let us know, it is our duty!"

"Hoho..."

This group of sports students is very interesting.

Most of their cultural achievements are not good, but compared to the environment of small county towns, their growth conditions are relatively good, so most of them have no problem with their character, and most of them are outgoing and cheerful, mixed with the youth of high school students. Astringent and a quack atmosphere that came from nowhere.

Yi Yang cupped his fists and said, "It's easy to say."

Not long after, a teacher greeted backstage: "The next program, Sports Club Yi Yang, is ready to play the guitar and sing "My Motherland and Me"!"

"Then I'll go up!"

After Yi Yang left, the rest of the people surrounded Wang Sangning again.

"Sang Ning, amazing, where did you find such a handsome guy?"

"Introduce me!"

"You're a shot-put practicer, you're big and thick, do people think of you?"

"Get out! You look good, you look good, can I still see you?"

Wang Sangning said shyly amidst the chirping noises, "He is my deskmate."

"Yeah! What about the same table?"

"You at the same table..."

"This time, Sang Ning helped us complete this task. She deserves credit. Next week's drinks must be arranged for her..."

While everyone was talking about the end of the show on the stage, the host came up and began to announce: "If there is anything that will make history flourish, I would say it is our great motherland. If there is anything that will make the people happy, I would say it is Our great motherland! Please enjoy "My Motherland and Me" brought by Yi Yang from the Sports Club!"

Bowing, Yi Yang slowly picked up the guitar, and then staged an embarrassing drama under the watchful eyes of everyone...

First, in the middle of playing and singing, the plug-in guitar lost its sound, and only the microphone was left to connect to the speaker.

Performing on such occasions, once the speaker fails, the ending will be disastrous, and the audience below can only hear Yi Yang's a cappella... Although he can still hear the sound of the guitar at a close distance, But in such a noisy environment, he also knew that the scene would not be heard.

Encountering such a situation, he was stunned for a moment, but then calmed down. After all, it was a problem with the stage...

Yi Yang's voice trembled slightly, but it wasn't obvious. In this environment, he couldn't hear clearly.

It's just that if the situation is only here, it's fine. After more than ten seconds, the sound of the guitar vibrates from the speaker again, but the sound of his singing has disappeared without a trace.

It started to whisper, and then it became noisy. The audience looked at each other and asked "what's going on..." from time to time.

Rao Yi Yang's psychological quality is very good, and he was a little annoyed at this moment. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the backstage, but unfortunately the mixing console was behind, so he couldn't see it from this position.

Next, there was no sound from the guitar for a while, and there was no sound from the microphone for a while. The audience felt uncomfortable, and Yi Yang performed equally uncomfortable. In the stumbling, the show finally ended.

A bunch of sports clubs.

"Sang Ning, what's the matter?"

"Fuck, are these guys from the student union so unreliable?"

"Oh, I'm just convinced..."

Wang Sangning looked at Yi Yang on the stage and remained silent.

This show is kind of fucked up.

Of course, Yi Yang who came down from the stage didn't affect his mood because of this incident.

Hmm... It's really a mess, but there's really no need to take it so seriously in a show like this.

Of course, it would be a pleasure to get some applause and cheers if you can perform perfectly, but it's okay if you haven't achieved this goal right now.

After all, if it wasn't for Xiaoba's request, he wouldn't even be interested in participating.

Although due to some irresistible factors, the show did not achieve the desired effect, but he is not going to pursue anything.

While packing up the guitar in the background, Wang Sangning came over.

"Oh... I accidentally smashed it." Yi Yang said with a smile.

Wang Sangning said, "I'm sorry..."

"Huh? Why apologize?"

"It's all my fault for asking you to help, and it hurts you... Well, it's a shame."

Yi Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, partly because of Wang Sangning's strange choice of words, saying: "This...it's really nothing."

Wang Sangning looked at Yi Yang steadfastly. She felt that Yi Yang must be suffering as much as she did at this time. On the bare stage, because of that nasty speaker, he would be silent for a while. Such an embarrassing scene, He must have felt helpless.

She had to bring herself in, imagining splitting the Taekwondo board on the stage, but hit the steel plate, and screamed loudly...

Probably the same mood.

Yi Yang packed up the instrument and went out, Wang Sangning followed silently, and when she walked to a corner where no one was around, she suddenly said: "Yi Yang, I really want to cry..."

Yi Yang turned around in surprise, and smiled: "What's there to cry about?"

"I know there's nothing to cry about, but I still want to cry..."

Saying that, Wang Xiaoba really shed tears.

Yi Yang was dumbfounded.

He thought of the female man who smashed the popsicle with one palm, the strong man who kicked through the billboard with one foot, the heroine who likes to say some Jianghu-like words with her fists in her hands...

When a tear slowly rolled down her face, Yi Yang never understood that it only took about a second to empathize.

When Wang Xiaoba was about to shed her second tear, Yi Yang slapped her on the head.

"Okay, okay... I invite you to eat hot pot."

"eat hot pot?"

Wang Sangning's second tear did not fall after all.

……

Because the next day is the National Day, students who live on campus can also leave school at night.

So after the performance, Yi Yang and Wang Sangning left the school openly and walked towards a hot pot restaurant...

I did call Jiang Lili, but she has something to do, so this hot pot meal has nothing to do with her.

Autumn in Hanning City is slightly humid. At this time, clusters of thick fog have covered the sky, and the street lamps in the evening glow. Along the street, dots are connected in series to form a faint light band, and then disappear at the end of the road.

Yi Yang said: "It's a bit cold..."

Wang Sangning nodded: "Yes, so it's really a good weather for eating hot pot."

Yi Yang glanced at her silently.

In a Sichuan-flavored hot pot restaurant, the two stopped following the scent.

Yi Yang said: "The prickly ash used here must be from our Qinghe County."

"Then here it is."

After half an hour.

"Do you know how hot pot came about?"

Yi Yang was already a little full. Hairy tripe, fat beef, boneless chicken feet, and all other meat dishes were cooked in a pot to make his stomach swollen. Taking advantage of this spare time, he tried to use the art of language to Take it easy.

"It is said that it was invented by the trackers in Bashu. At that time, the trackers were poor, and it was a problem to eat enough, let alone eat well."

"But once in a while, I want to have a tooth-fighting festival and eat better, what should I do? Someone suggested that each of us take a little dish from each household and cook together, so we can eat different dishes..."

As Yi Yang was talking, he saw Wang Sangning calmly pick up some quail eggs, some pieces of chicken feet, some pieces of cod with a colander...

He was dumbfounded again.

Wang Sangning ate all of them in a leisurely manner.

Afterwards, she took a sip of tea, her lips were like cherries with morning dew.

(End of this chapter)