Chapter 35

If we can say that in the primary school period headed by Xu Qiao, there was anything else worth remembering, it was probably in those dark years that she was lucky to have a friend.

The boy is two terms older than her, and is a discipline committee member of the school's brigade. Although he is not a member of the group like her, he is not in such a bad situation because of his excellent grades, mild personality, and willingness to help others.

She couldn't remember the first time she met him.

Those days were regarded as "shame of childhood" by her, so many memories were faded by her subconscious when she grew up. She only vaguely remembered that one day, she was harassed by Zhao Baoxing and other people in the gymnasium, and he appeared to drive them away.

As a member of the Discipline Committee of the brigade, it's not difficult for him to restrain the bullying Junior Girls with legitimate reasons, so similar things happened several times after that.

Several times later, she realized that he didn't seem to be managing discipline, but helping her, so she asked for his name.

"Song Mian." ——Just like just now, he just said so two words, did not make it clear which "crown" left in a hurry, probably did not want to ask for anything in return.

At that time, she didn't have so many twists and turns in her mind. She ran after him and stopped him and said, "my family is a jeweler. I'll send you two diamonds. Thank you.".

He waved and said no.

She asked again, don't you help me in vain?

He said with a smile, after that, you should be my friend. It's right for a friend to help a friend, so there's no need to send diamonds.

Xu Qiao can remember this conversation very clearly, perhaps because it is the first person willing to be her friend in this city.

And what he said was "you should be my friend", not "I should be your friend".

So she happily accepted him.

But they were not in the same grade. They said they were friends, but they didn't have much intersection later.

In Xu Qiao's memory, only that summer was left. Occasionally, after school, he sat with her in the stands of the green field, holding a Chinese book and correcting her ridiculed Accent over and over again.

So although the boy suddenly left her at the end of the summer, even though his face was blurred in her heart after so many years, she could still associate him with the faint and refreshing smell of grass when she heard his name.

Xu Qiao stood in the porch for a long time, slightly confused.

Coincidentally, if a few months earlier, she might not be able to pick this person out of her memory immediately.

When she was dumped by Cheng ye, Zhu Li said that she was so pitiful that she gave her first love to such a scum man. She was unconvinced and thought about it for a long time. She said that her first love was clearly in primary school, and through the beautification of her own memory, she described him as a hero who "wore colorful holy clothes and stepped on colorful auspicious clouds" to save the princess Knights.

Zhu Li said that "primary school chicken read text and practice pronunciation together" can be regarded as falling in love. She forced people out of the past and had a first love.

Xu Qiao wanted to tell Zhu Li about it to digest the shock of reuniting with song Mian, but they had been disconnected for a long time.

She had to go to the studio first, while quietly combing the reasons why song Mian hid in front of her in the car.

When he left without saying goodbye, she was angry and sad for a while, until she learned that he had gone south with his parents because of business difficulties at home.

On this thought, is song Mian the same as she is now, feeling that her family is declining, so she is not willing to face her old friend?

But since I don't like this circle, at his age, why don't I work in a big hospital and work as a private doctor for the rich?

There are too many doubts. If you change to Xu Qiao before, you may ask him no matter what happened. But now that she had empathy with his situation, she did not dare to go her own way.

And she just condescending, inquisitive attitude, should have made him quite uncomfortable.

Xu Qiao is thinking all the way. She walks up the spiral staircase of the studio like a wandering soul, and suddenly meets a person.

"Ah, Miss Yu, I'm looking for you!" The other side stops with the tablet.

Xu Qiao raised her head and recognized the man.

This is a jewelry designer who works with her. He is not much younger than her. He is also a new comer. His family name is pi Mingsheng. Others in the studio call him "little Pipan".

"What do you want me to do?" Xu Qiao asked absently.

Pi Sheng felt the back of his head awkwardly: "that's it. Can I share the big studio with you recently? I want to take part in this competition... " He showed her the tablet. "You need to prepare a sketch. Your lighting is better."

"No problem." Xu Qiao nodded and was about to cross him. She caught a glimpse of the flat screen and said, "wait a minute, what kind of competition is this?"

She pointed to the Burmese sapphire on the screen with amazing clarity and carat count."In a folk jewelry design competition in Belgium, this Burmese sapphire is one of the color heads."

"A folk competition with such a big hand?" Xu Qiao was surprised.

"Yes, everyone was shocked. Do you know the jewelry collector Townsend?"

"Of course."

"A while ago, Townsend held a jewelry auction in the north city. The bracelet made of Myanmar sapphire sold for 20 million yuan. Have you heard about it?"

“……” Not only had she heard of it, she was also a loser in the auction.

Xu Qiao nodded: "well, I've heard a little."

"The original stone is sponsored by Townsend. It not only reaches the Royal Blue level, but also is purer than the main stone of the bracelet at the auction. Its weight is close to 80 carats. And it's the new group's color

"Rookie group?"

"Yes, the competition is divided into professional group and rookie group. The prize of the professional group has not been announced yet. The gold prize of the rookie group is the original stone. Do you think it's exciting?"

Xu Qiao's mind swings and her face is not surprised: "it's a little exciting." ——It's very exciting.

"Although the authority of this kind of folk competition is not high, it's worth trying for the newcomers. Maybe they will come to the fore. Besides, the prizes are so rich that if you don't fight for one, you will never know how close you are to becoming rich overnight."

"What you said is not unreasonable." ——It makes a lot of sense.

Xu Qiao patted him on the shoulder, thoughtfully went upstairs into the office, quietly closed the door, ran to the computer, frantically searched the relevant information of the game.

When she realized that there were only ten hours left before the registration deadline, she felt that she might not be able to concentrate on thinking about song Mian for the time being.

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sometimes when people make a decision, they often need to be pushed by time.

When you have a full week to consider whether to do something, many negative factors will diminish your enthusiasm and aggravate your worries day by day. But when you have only ten hours left, it may be decided as soon as your mind is hot.

Xu Qiao contacted Yu Jin and got her positive answer of "can have a try" in the evening. She excitedly filled in her personal data and submitted an application in the name of "Yuli", a practical jewelry designer in Berger jewelry studio.

After that, it's completely dark.

When Pi Sheng heard that she had signed up, he was very happy that there was a fellow on the road to Baofu. He ordered her a dinner and encouraged her to enter the studio together.

When Xu Qiao was planning to close down and create, she suddenly received a text message from Cheng Lang: "come downstairs? "

after the drunken incident, she has not met Cheng Lang yet.

Xu Qiao was a little scared and wanted to pretend that she couldn't see him, but when she saw Bentley stopping downstairs through the French window, she had to reply, "I'm busy. "

Cheng Lang:" I will delay you for 15 minutes. 」

“……” Xu Qiao could not look directly at the word "fifteen minutes" now. She took a deep breath and did some psychological construction before she wrapped up her coat and scarf and went downstairs with a hat covering her forehead.

Bentley specially drove to the front of the studio. She couldn't be frozen when she got on the bus. Her fully armed appearance made people laugh.

Xu Qiao sat in the back seat and kept the farthest distance from Cheng lang. she spoke very fast and said, "what are you looking for me for?"

Like a child who has done something wrong, he uses a bad attitude to cover up his guilty and flustered.

Cheng Lang lowers her head and smiles. She dresses up as a rice dumpling and lowers half of the window to prevent the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car from getting too hot and cold. Then she takes out an ice bag from the car refrigerator and says, "I'll cover your forehead."

She was stunned: "ah, Dr. Song Did he tell you? "

"Well." Cheng Lang beckons, "come here."

Xu Qiao shook his head and stretched out his hand to him: "give me the ice bag, I'll do it myself..."

He touched her palm with the ice bag.

Xu Qiaoli drew back: "hiss..."

"Do you want to come by yourself?" He asked.

"Why don't you get cold?" She squinted at him and nodded her cheek. "Are you Pete, don't you?"

"Yes, my skin is very thick," Cheng Lang nodded amusingly. "Can I come here?"

Xu Qiao cleared her throat, moved a little reluctantly, and leaned over half a body position miserly.

Cheng Lang leaned over, took off her hat with one hand, and helped the seat back behind her with the other.

Xu Qiao's heart suddenly trembled and looked at his arm nervously: "can you change your posture?"

It's like he's whispering in her ear.

Cheng Lang looked down at her: "what's your idea?"

"Just, except for this position."

Cheng Lang stepped back, picked up a small pillow and put it on his leg: "then lie down."

“……” This position seems to be more restrictive.

"Doesn't that mean anything but that position?" Cheng Lang urged, "ice bag heat has no effect, you don't want to wear a hat to cover your forehead all winter?"Xu Qiao glared: "so serious?"

"Said Dr. Song."

"He didn't tell me it would take that long."

"Tell me."

Just mentioning song Mian, Xu Qiao made a move in her mind and said: "there are two ways to say that. I think he is a quack, isn't he? If you really have the ability, why don't you go to a big hospital so young to exploit the capitalist class like you? "

"They're very good, only in some special circumstances."

"What's the special situation?"

"It's personal." Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows. "You seem to care about my personal doctor very much?"

It's wishful thinking to try to make a story out of this man's mouth.

"I care about my body. You always ask him to see a doctor for me. I can't understand his professional level?"

"I'll see you another doctor next time."

“……” Xu Qiao eyelid a shake, "you won't want to open a person?"

"I don't think so." Cheng Lang gives Gao Rui in the front passenger seat a look of "going to check", then pats the pillow and urges Xu Qiao again.

Xu Qiao felt as if she saw a little bit of "you can't be good" from this action.

This is a dog blood script about how childhood playmates trade their bodies with evil forces.

She compromise, slow motion lying down, across the pillow side lying on his leg, not lying on the shiver, hand up again, the result was Cheng Lang a head pressed back.

"I'm not going to eat you here." He said.

“……” This man's art of speaking is coming again. The stress falls on "here" instead of "eat you", which means where will you eat her?

Cheng Lang takes a breath, resists the subtle abnormality of his body, presses an ice bag on her forehead, and talks to her to distract him: "have you had dinner?"

Xu Qiao's limbs are very stiff. She just needs this kind of dialogue without nutrition to distract her attention. She blinks quickly and answers: "I've eaten it."

"What did you eat?"

"Dumplings."

"What kind of stuffing?" Cheng Lang adjusts the position of the ice bag and presses it on her forehead to keep her from freezing.

"Cabbage? mushrooms? Probably, I don't know. "

"Why are you so vegetarian?"

"It's like Pisha is losing weight."

"Then you can order something else."

Xu Qiao's body gradually relaxes in the boring conversation, and finds that Cheng Lang focuses on ice dressing, does not have the slightest act of freeing, and has a sense of "this dog man is serving me".

Her tone became less stiff, muttering, "I'm lazy and busy."

Cheng Lang's breathing was a little smoother. He never looked at the front freely, but could look down at her: "what are you doing?"

"Just draw." Xu Qiao didn't want to let him know about it before the results came out.

Cheng Lang nodded and didn't ask any more.

In front of the French windows on the second floor, a pair of people standing close to the glass rows, with their hands in the shape of spectacles, looked at the small half of the window of Bentley's back seat and took a breath.

Su Shan whispered: "I just said that the boss has something to do with sister Yuli?"

Rosa stares at a pair of fiery eyes: "it's more than" a little bit ". How long has the little girl been lying down? It's just a matter of driving here in the evening. Isn't the boss a beast? "