After modification, enter the love game

Jiang Quhan thought for a few seconds and hummed with satisfaction.

"You don't know this...Back then, I thought it over carefully, planned everything, made plans, and won the battle from afar. I casually arranged the scene, casually said a few words, and casually moved your mother so much that she cried and shouted that she wanted to marry me..."

Slight pause.

“From start to finish, everything was as expected.”

Jiang Mu: "..."

Jiang Quhan's tone was extremely confident, with a sense of majesty unique to a man with money in his hands.

If he hadn't just finished watching a movie and came over, I would have almost believed it.

Jiang Muxu narrowed his eyes and looked at his biological father.

"Are you sure... everything is as expected?"

"Of course, everything is as expected."

Jiang Quhan added, "Your mother and I lived together as deaf-mute people for a while, but I had already seen through the truth and deliberately chose an opportunity. It seemed that I was talking to myself, but in fact I was confessing to her... Isn't it amazing?"

“…Great, great.”

Jiang Muchen said, "According to what you said, the expression of "My life ends here" on your face in the movie just now was fake?"

Jin Wutong was intoxicated and Oscar was crying, Dad.

Except for the fact that I don't believe it, there is really no loophole in this statement.

Of course, Jiang Mu didn't dare to say this.

He asked again: "What about the confession?"

"After the confession, after the confession...of course we will go back to our own homes."

Jiang Quhan said solemnly, "Your father has been well-read since childhood, and I have a sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame. So even though your mother tried to persuade me to stay, I still turned around and left. I would never cross the line!"

Jiang Muchen said, "So at the end of the movie, after you were pulled into the house by my mom in a panic, you went in and drank a bowl of water, right?"

The final close-up of the night turning into day, does it mean that you have been telling the plot of a movie all night?

Why am I so unconvinced...

Maybe he felt that his words were not convincing enough.

Jiang Quhan coughed lightly.

"Speaking of this...I have always wanted to ask you something."

Jiang Mu chuckled and thought to himself that maybe he couldn't hold it anymore and was afraid of being exposed!

"You asked."

Just ask.

I have always been an upright person and I am definitely not like you who talks nonsense.

Jiang Quhan asked, "I heard that the girl named Ella has a set of clothes that only you can see in private, and you particularly like it?"

Jiang Mu: “?”

It seems to be true.

I do have a thing for housecoats, and Ella certainly doesn't want to wear them to school.

But the problem is that it's just an ordinary set of clothes.

At most I added an apron.

But why do you say that as if Ella is wearing nothing but an apron?

Who spread this rumor so well?

“…I think there might be some misunderstanding here.”

Jiang Mu's face was tense. "This is mainly..."

"Yes or no?" Jiang Quhan glanced sideways.

"Yes, but..."

"You're the only one who can see it?"

"That's true, but..."

"Young man, it's normal to have a good relationship."

Jiang Quhan said earnestly, "But you must be careful...at least wait until you are eighteen?"

Jiang Muchen said, is this the reason why my mother pulled you into the room and "did something excessive" when you were eighteen?

Are you sure you only touched the hair?

Was my mother 18 years old that year?

Dad, do you know that if you were to let me go back to that world, you would be sitting in the dock!

...Oh, it seems that’s not necessary.

I remember there was a "childhood sweethearts" clause. According to the age difference between my parents, they could be three or four years younger...

Tsk, that's immoral!

Jiang Quhan looked at his son who turned and walked away, and chuckled happily.

It’s so nice, it feels like I’m looking into an old mirror that’s worth remembering.

Same age, same thing.

He turned back to the computer screen and his eyes suddenly fixed on the desktop.

In the field of vision, there is a piece of paper - a piece of paper that looks very old.

It was probably placed on the table by Jiang Mu before he left.

This kind of paper can no longer be found now. Today's paper is white and tough, unlike in the past when one had to be very careful even when writing, for fear that the sharp pen tip would scratch the paper.

Not to mention drawing a movie ticket like this.

Jiang Quhan stared at the forged ticket for a long time, turned it over, and saw neat handwriting.

The handwriting on it reads "Double Ticket", and below it are two names, "Yangmei" and "Jiang Quhan".

"Yangmei" is written fairly neatly, but "Jiang Quhan" is not so good. It feels deliberately crooked, probably to distinguish it from the name on the left.

The man lit a cigarette for himself in silence and opened the window.

The smoke floats, rising and falling.

"……Ah."

He chuckled.

"Really... I even drew a picture specifically for this."

"Obviously, you won't be missing if anyone else is missing."

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Two days later.

Jiang Mu received a call from Zhang San early in the morning.

"Quick! Come to school! Li Hua said that only you can solve it!"

"what happened?"

"The Chinese and Western food clubs agreed to a cooking competition and found three judges. The evaluation criteria is to satisfy the judges."

"and then?"

"Then your deskmate volunteered to be elected as one of the judges."

"…The classmate on the left? My sister?"

"Of course it's the one on the right." Zhang San collapsed, "The one called Lu Ling'er!!!"

"What the hell?!"

NO.8 He who feeds and she who is fed【6k】

"exist?"

"put."

"Come?"

"where?"

"school."

"1."

Fifteen minutes later, in front of the school.

Li Hua crushed the fallen leaves and looked at Jiang Mu.

"What hair?"

"There's a cooking competition, do you want to participate?"

"Are you really going to go?"

Of course Li Hua knew that there was a cooking competition in school. It was he and Zhang San who recommended Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu said confidently: "It's already happening, why not join in the fun."

"That makes sense, let's go."

The two came to the door of the society, and outside the door was a bustling crowd of people, like bees returning to their nest.

Jiang Mu pulled a classmate towards him in a very familiar manner.

"Classmate, is there any activity here?"

The man glanced at Jiang Mu and said, "Fuck, Romeo!"

"…It's me, hello, may I ask…"

The classmate was very excited: "Did you really fall in love with Juliet when she was thirteen, just like what was said in the script? And then you removed the word 'fall in love' after half a year?"

Thanks to Jiang Mu’s popular science, everyone in the school now knows a line or two from Romeo and Juliet.

If possible, Jiang Mu would also like to explain to this student what "please do not attribute the role's behavior to the actor" means.

He stepped back silently and protected the smirking Li Hua in front of him.

"It's been a tight situation lately, go ask."

"...Do you have to use lines like you've just committed a crime?"

Li Hua complained and casually grabbed a boy.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"It's a cooking competition. Everyone is here to sign up."

"So many people?"

"I don't know. The president made a last-minute decision. We were just discussing what to do if we cook so much food and the judges can't finish it. It's not good to waste food."

Li Hua thought to himself, don't worry, the judges will definitely be able to finish the meal.

"With so many applicants, the rewards must be generous, right?"

The boy beamed with joy: "Of course, the president said that whoever gets first place will be given the starring role in Romeo and Juliet next year, just like this year, with a kissing scene!"