My wife was reborn before me

Chapter 251
"What's your business?" Zhu Leqiang calmly turned around and faced Miaoshui.

Miaoshui's eyes were fixed on Zhu Le, and she had a sense of sight as if a policewoman had cornered an unscrupulous thief into a dead end.

Zhu Le is the timid thief who has no way out and is afraid of being nervous to death.

In fact, Zhu Le can walk by himself, but he doesn't want to jump around in front of a girl several times in embarrassment.

"Why are you nervous? I just want to care about my classmates. I heard that Li Yaoyao is dating you today." Miaoshui walked to a position two steps away from Zhule and stood still, looking at Zhule carefully.

"Where did you find out? It's none of your business who I'm dating." Zhu Le said bravely, but for some reason there was a strange feeling in her heart.

It's hard to describe this feeling, but with it watching Miaoshui in Zhule, there is always a strange sense of urgency.

"If you're looking for people from other classes, I don't care, but I have to ask people from our class."

Miaoshui was not very clear in her heart. When she heard that Zhu Le asked her female classmate to ask for a phone number, her first thought was that this matter was nothing.

It just feels like something Zhu Le can do. At the beginning of the last semester, he tried to get close to Cao Aiai several times, but she drove him away.

It is not surprising that Li Yaoyao, who is similar in type to Cao Aiai and more quiet, will take the initiative to attack.

But after leaving the rental room just now, Miaoshui always felt that something was missing, and wondered if his homework was left in the dormitory, so he came back to get it.

When he was almost at the school gate, he saw Zhu Le watched Li Yaoyao leave.

She didn't really happen to pass by Zhu Le either.

I don't know why it came to me on a whim, but when I passed by Zhu Le, I wanted to pat Zhu Le on the shoulder casually, ask a casual question, and then leave gracefully.

That's why she was so close to Zhu Le, but she didn't expect him to turn around suddenly.

The scene was a bit embarrassing, and she didn't intend to ask any more.

But within a few steps, she felt uncomfortable again if she didn't ask about this matter.

The result is the current situation.

"You are really lenient... If you must know, you should ask her yourself." Zhu Le felt that he could not tell the truth, but if he told lies, he would be exposed again at the beginning of school, and it would be embarrassing, so he said stiffly .

After finishing speaking, Zhu Le took a half step back secretly, "Do you have anything else to do? I can go without me."

"That's fine. I'll ask her when I'm in class." Miaoshui ignored Zhu Le's attitude, and nodded in response after thinking it over.

She just cared a little, and felt uncomfortable if she didn't ask. As for the result, it wasn't that important.

……

Three days later, in the rental room.

Yang Yang and Xu Yan were sitting in the living room facing each other, busy with their laptops.

"Honey, your coding speed doesn't sound like you're writing a novel. What are you writing?" Yang Yang kept his hands on, and his socks-wearing feet had already sneaked onto Xu Yan's insteps.

Xu Yan silently picked up the compasses on the table, "Don't affect me, I'm preparing the student union plan for the whole school year of the second year of high school."

The needle tip of the compasses was shining coldly, Yang Yang reluctantly retracted his feet, picked up the notebook, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and simply changed his posture to continue typing.

"The official selection of the president of the student union will be after the volleyball match, so I will arrange a job for you before you are selected?" Yang Yang complained while coding.

This has not yet become the president of the student council, and it has affected their married life.

If you choose, is it okay?
"There's no way around it. The second half of the second year of high school is the third year of high school. Everyone doesn't have much time." Xu Yan said with a slight sigh:

"Senior Cao secretly sent me a text message the day before yesterday, saying that this is a thief ship, so I was a little mentally prepared."

"What did she do long ago? I'll tell you before the college entrance examination. You don't have time to recommend other people." Yang Yang continued Xu Yan's words, "I guess it's not certain that these were ordered by the principal. been active."

"Fiction, studies, and the student union, can you take care of it?"

Xu Yan lifted her head from the laptop, and looked at her husband resentfully, "Everything else is fine, except that the novel is almost impossible to write, and I almost wrote everything about our childhood."

"No, I've already mentioned a lot. Readers have said that I'm about to finish as soon as I reach 100 million words."

"It's okay, Shui Shui will come out." Yang Yang comforted him while secretly smiling.

My wife finally understands the difficulty of writing novels, and it shouldn't be too long before she gives up writing novels.

Xu Yan frowned and put her hands back on the computer keyboard several times, but she still couldn't get over this hurdle in her heart.

She left the laptop on the table, stood up, walked around the coffee table, and sat down next to Yang Yang.

"Husband, I don't want to write anymore." Xu Yan wrinkled her face and looked at Yang Yang in mourning.

Yang Yang turned his head sideways and blinked at his wife beside him.

what?
The revolution won?
Wife finally gave up writing novels?

"But I don't want to part with the story about us in the book, husband, can you give me a gun." Xu Yan said, pulling Yang Yang's hand and putting it on her other shoulder, like a little cat. into Yang Yang's arms.

"Gun? I'll just have one, it's yours already?" Yang Yang pretended to be stupid.

"Say something weird, you're courting death!" Xu Yan couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on Yang Yang's waist.

Asking the gunman to write for herself, Xu Yan used to think that this kind of thing was impossible to happen to her.

After writing a novel for a year, I actually came up with such a nasty idea.

She already felt very guilty when she said it, and her husband dared to use this to moles her.

It really upset her.

After Xu Yan pinched Yang Yang, she sat alone and sulked, and Yang Yang quickly tried to coax her.

"Okay, our husband and wife are one. Your novel is my novel. I can write it for you. You can study with peace of mind and become your student council president."

Life is a process of collecting experience, learning knowledge and improving oneself.

But Yang Yang feels that writing a novel can only be regarded as a life experience, but not life.

Because it is different from gaining knowledge and experience in life, writing a novel is a way to release one's own ideas and thoughts, and to stand the test of others.

Why do people who write novels who are fine suddenly become depressed, or have all kinds of weird mental problems.

Because your light release has not been replenished, and your spirit is empty, naturally all kinds of negative emotions will follow.

This is a hurdle that is illegal to avoid, blocking most people, and this is the real reason why countless writers rush to the street.

Yang Yang still hopes that his wife will be a happy charter woman in the future, and that making money should be left to men.

"Really?" Xu Yan's eyes lit up, and then she became worried again, "Will you copy the writing style, but you can't let the readers see that I'm looking for you to be the shooter."

"They know it, and at most they will laugh at you for being lazy... Okay, I'll copy your writing style." Yang Yang saw the old woman holding up his laptop, so he had to surrender.

This contest between husband and wife ended victoriously with Xu Yan taking the stage.

Xu Yan happily sat back on the sofa beside her, and opened another document on her notebook.

"Great, I let you write the old book, so I can start a trumpet and write a new book."

Yang Yang: ...

What else can he say about his wife, forget it, the second year of writing the novel really didn't make any progress at all, let her fend for herself.

There are always times when I lie in his arms and cry.

……

In the evening, Qian Xianghe and Grandma Qian took Xiaoli and Ahua home to take care of them.

Ah Hua has lived a life like a married woman.

The remaining Yang Yang and Xu Yan not only had to prepare his own dinner, but also two more people.

Chen Zhenghong didn't call Yang Yang today, but Qiao Kangyong called Yang Yang.

On the one hand, he said that Chen Zhenghong couldn't bear to look for Yang Yang again, so he entrusted Qiao Kangyong to help him find a way, and Qiao Kangyong naturally dumped the blame on him.

On the other hand, Qiao Kangyong has something to tell him at night.

Regarding Yang Chen Zhenghong's affairs, Yang Yang had already started to prepare and expected, this rough guy would go around a long way and find him again.

About Qiao Kangyong, Yang Yang also had some guesses in his mind.

It is estimated that it has something to do with the matter of teaching him music in the second year of high school.

That's why Yang Yang asked Qiao Kangyong to eat in the rented room.

Qiao Kangyong, as the leader of his music journey, he can't forget his kindness, and he can't show his gratitude.

Compared with the people coming and going in the hotel, in the rental room, there is a table of self-made meals, four people sitting around, and the atmosphere of slow drinking and slow eating is better.

The red glow in the sky has just faded, Yang Yang and Xu Yan are paired up, and they are skillfully busy with the things in hand in the kitchen.

"Yang Yang, what are you going to do about your team leader?" Xu Yan asked while peeling the potatoes in her hands.

"What else can I do? Let's play by ear." Yang Yang looked at the hairless chick on his cutting board, hesitated for a while, chopped off the chicken's butt, and then said casually.

"Didn't you ask Jiang Yu for help the day before yesterday? Even I can't tell?" Xu Yan handed the peeled potatoes to Yang Yang, and then helped him remove the onion, ginger and garlic, and continued to ask.

"It's not that I didn't tell you, it's that you didn't ask so many questions at first." Yang Yang heated up the pot, picked up a bucket of oil, and continued:

"But since you're only asking now, why don't you wait until tomorrow = see, you'll know the answer then."

"Mysterious, what tricks are you going to play?" Xu Yan muttered, but didn't ask again.

When the sky outside completely darkened, pure white street lights lit up in the dark village.

Amid the indistinct cries of frogs in the distant fields, Qiao Kangyong and the three of them pushed open the front door of the rental house.

"Teacher, you go and sit at the table first. The stewed chicken will be stewed for a while. I still have a dish on hand. It's ready. Let's bring it out together." Yang Yang poked his head out of the kitchen, and then Drilled back.

"Where's Yanyan, isn't she here?" Luo Nan thought that if Xu Yan wasn't here, she would find a reason to retreat.

When the three men were talking about things, she couldn't say much, leaving something redundant would make her feel uncomfortable.

"Teacher, I'm here. You sit down for a while, and I'll come out later." Xu Yan's head also popped out from the kitchen, with something still in her mouth.

Yang Yang complained from the side, "You carve carrots, do you eat them while you carve them?"

"It's up to you, the leftovers are also food and cannot be wasted." Xu Yan wrinkled her nose, then retracted her head.

But the sound didn't stop.

"I don't want to worry about it, but you've almost finished eating the carrots. I suspect that you, a rabbit, carve and embezzle carrots on purpose."

"I... I am happy!"

Qiao Kangyong was already used to the couple in the kitchen, so he sat down and put a folder on the table first.

This is the first time for Qian Chao to come to this rental house. He was in a hurry last time on May [-]st. He has been staying in a hotel, so he has never been here.

This time, he had nothing else to do besides sending these materials to Old Qiao. After calming down, he couldn't help but look at the house a few more times.

"Old Qiao, don't you build a house yourself? Real estate speculation is very popular now."

"I'm not that interested. We'll talk about the house when we have a child." Qiao Kangyong replied flatly.

Speaking of this, the corners of Qian Chao's mouth twitched a bit, and he glanced at the kitchen slyly, "Based on your personality, I guess the two of them will be one step ahead of you."

"Yang Yang can't, I know him better than you." Qiao Kangyong sat on the chair, flipping through the materials he collected himself, and some of them were sent by Qian Chao.

I accidentally saw an old acquaintance.

"That's not certain, young people are always impulsive." Qian Chao put his weight on the backrest, and put his hands behind him with a confident look.

There was another sound from the kitchen.
"Yanyan, you stole food again."

"I'll just taste it and see if it's cooked."

"Your reason has already been used."

"Who?"

Following the voices of the two, Yang Yang and Xu Yan came out side by side carrying braised chicken and fried eel with leeks.

Yang Yang didn't answer the last sentence, but took a look at Xu Yan's belly.

It means that her daughter, Xiaoyu, has often used this excuse to steal food since she was three years old.

One meal is one plate.

Before Xu Yan understood it, Qian Chao understood it in seconds, moved to Qiao Kangyong's side and said:
"That's what you said, the two of them haven't planned to have children yet?"

Qiao Kangyong coldly pushed Qian Chao away, his expressionless face expressing his dislike.

……

Half an hour later, everyone had something to eat, and the formal topic was put on the table.

"Yang Yang, several of your songs are pop songs, so I want to ask you, are you planning to go this route?"

"Almost, although I can't dedicate my life to music like a teacher."

"But underfoot, I've hit the road."

These words were said by Yang Yang after snatching half a piece of chicken from his wife's bowl, but Qiao Kangyong didn't take Yang Yang as a joke.

He handed Yang Yang the folder that had been put aside.

Yang Yang put down his chopsticks, and when he got up, he saw that there were three registration forms on the top.

Below are the previous materials of the three talent shows, and the list of judges that have been decided.

"These three talent shows have different times from the audition to the preliminary round. You choose one to participate in."

"In such a hurry, didn't you say that you should give me a year's vocal music first? I can't participate in next year."

Yang Yang watched the three talent shows, and he was a little bit blind. When he was in high school, he would watch these shows on TV occasionally when he went home on Saturdays and Sundays.

Really unfamiliar.

"You will be in the second semester of the second year of high school next year. You don't need to go to class to review during the summer vacation with the most programs?" Qiao Kangyong's words made Yang Yang realize the reality.

It's not that he intends to make a debut, and the school really won't let him spend his summer vacation on the eve of his third year of high school.

In the summer vacation before the third year of high school, there is no summer vacation class, and the difference is still obvious after the third semester of high school.

"I understand the truth, but I still have to play in the national college league during my summer vacation." Yang Yang was a little hard to weigh.

Although he has reduced the training of the school team after the National High School Basketball League, he is in a semi-retired state with Jiang Yu.

But his name is still on the roster of the National High School Basketball League.

To be a monk for a day and ring the clock for a day, Yang Yang never slack in thinking.

As long as he can spare time, he will still go to the school team's training.

Chen Zhenghong also saw this and didn't say anything to him.

This is the current state of Chen Zhenghong and Yang Yang getting along.

"Old Chen told me about this matter. He asked you to sign up first. If the audition hits a competition, you ask for leave and others will help you."

"The earliest official draft competition was also at the beginning of the second month of the summer vacation. At that time, your basketball games were almost over."

Qiao Kangyong has already planned everything for Yang Yang.

Luo Nan nodded cooperatively at the side, and the gazes of the two gave Yang Yang a sense of being assigned work by his parents.

"In this case, let me take a look again." Yang Yang picked up these few pages and continued to brush them several times.

The name of one of them also caught his attention.

"Li Ya? Is that Li Ya who was the strongest musician with you?" Yang Yang raised his head and asked Qiao Kangyong.

"She had participated in some other programs before, and that session made her really popular. After gaining fame, it's not surprising that this program allowed her to be a referee."

"Okay then, just this show."

Yang Yang took out the black marker pen in the folder and signed his name on a registration form for "Musician of Tomorrow".

(End of this chapter)