Yang Jingxing shamelessly told He Peiyuan how he became a person admired by primary school students: "...I never thought that one day I would be included in the composition of primary school students, just like those great inventors and scientists."

He Peiyuan obviously didn't believe it: "What kind of family are you in?"

"You're a composer." Yang Jingxing was a little proud: "I feel so recognized. Children don't lie to others."

He Peiyuan was slightly disgusted: "Children are easy to deceive... when did it happen?"

"Before the summer vacation." Yang Jingxing continued to boast: "I am the winner."

He Peiyuan looked at the driver and asked, "When will the holiday take place?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's about the same as us, at the end of June."

He Peiyuan thought for a moment and leaned forward so that the driver could see her face: "After Yu Xinting comes back?"

Yang Jingxing recalled it for a moment, then nodded and said yes.

He Peiyuan nodded and smiled: "You sing children's songs for the third grade?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and sighed: "The third graders are all at the forefront of the times, and I can't keep up with them. There is a group of crystal girls that I have never heard of in Hongxing."

He Peiyuan has never heard of it. It seems that the generation gap is getting closer and deeper now. He Peiyuan smiled: "...Do they know about 402?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "The students don't know, but the teacher knows, and it's still under political review."

He Peiyuan was surprised: "Really? How to judge?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "No, I'm just kidding. Their class teacher is very nice and she is very attentive in teaching. I wouldn't dare to go without her guidance and help."

"Yu Jiajia." He Peiyuan also seemed to like this little girl: "Who will teach her now? You?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I don't have time, and my family has basically given up on professional training... After seeing Yu Xinting, her mother couldn't bear her daughter to be so far away from home."

He Peiyuan nodded: "...it was you who introduced Yu Xinting to their family in the first place?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, it's a coincidence... Yu Xinting introduced me to Jiajia. She was looking for a tutor at the time, and was introduced by a senior sister, and she was offered a semester."

He Peiyuan chuckled: "Senior sister should be regretting it now... You guys are really destined."

Yang Jingxing smiled, nodded, and said, "She's unlucky."

He Peiyuan seemed to refuse to comment, and then asked softly: "How did your conflict arise?"

Yang Jingxing had a grimace on his face, not wanting to answer but still sorting out his thoughts.

He Peiyuan didn't wait: "It's good to be there now. Sometimes I hear Tiantian and the others say... they don't even know she has come back."

Yang Jingxing thought for a moment and said, "It's not bad. I seem to be able to make friends, eat and play."

He Peiyuan smiled and sighed: "It is said that bystanders know better... sometimes I really don't know what is going on with you, and bystanders are also confused." She relaxed a little and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Jingxing drove seriously.

After looking out the car window for a while, He Peiyuan suddenly became alert: "How far is it?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Right away, just in front, find a place to park."

After parking the car, we still had to walk for a while and turned into an alley that was obviously inconvenient to drive. He Peiyuan was a little impressed: "How did you find this place?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I heard what my colleagues said."

He Peiyuan asked: "Eyang or Hongxing?"

"Eyang." Yang Jingxing elaborated: "There is a girl from Suzhou who is also greedy. She talks about losing weight every day, but she doesn't have half the perseverance of Xiaojie."

He Peiyuan nodded: "The one with glasses? He's very cute. Let's call him Cheng Di?"

Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised and clasped his fists at He Peiyuan: "You can't see Taishan without seeing, are you also one of our valued users?"

He Peiyuan chuckled and shook her head: "It doesn't count. Sometimes I look at it out of boredom. I haven't made any contribution, so it's only two stars."

Yang Jingxing said loyally: "It's simple. What's it called? I'll upgrade it for you right away."

He Peiyuan smiled but had principles: "No, the higher the star rating, the greater the responsibility... I feel that Ruge is also a small gang and forms cliques."

Yang Jingxing nodded and admitted: "Sometimes we will guide intentionally. Only when there is friction will there be sparks. Generally speaking, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

He Peiyuan thought: "I think you might offend people. In the future, the scale will become bigger and bigger, and you will have some influence... Wen Wanjun is shouted at by everyone in Ruge. If you meet her one day, won't you be embarrassed?

"

Yang Jingxing said: "The next step is to create artist entries, which are non-emotional and do not involve evaluation or gossip... But I will do the 306 file. He Peiyuan, Sanxian, is 1.70 meters tall and weighs...

…How many?"

He Peiyuan was so disgusted: "Isn't it too tacky? What color do you like? What are your measurements?"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "Forget about the measurements."

He Peiyuan's eyes changed: "What do you mean?"

Yang Jingxing quickly explained: "That's not what I meant."

He Peiyuan stared at death and asked, "What does this mean!?"

Yang Jingxing hehehe.

He Peiyuan was angry, not only on her face, but also in her body movements. For example, she stepped harder, but the frequency and amplitude were maintained.

Fortunately, there was a savior. Yang Jingxing pointed to the front: "The door is not closed. It's a blessing."

The dim sum shops were all implicated and did not get He Peiyuan's good looks.

The store has a garden-like feel and is not very big. There are five or six tables inside, and there are all customers. Everyone listens to Jiangnan music and sips tea and eats snacks in peace.

In fact, Yang Jingxing is not a loyal regular customer, but the proprietress behind the bar became worried when she saw him: "Is there any more mince cake? It's quite late today, you have to work overtime?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I've brought you a guest. Let her try some of the signature ones."

The landlady nodded repeatedly: "No problem... these are all my signatures!"

"I just like your confidence." Yang Jingxing said proudly, "Then try some of them all."

The landlady laughed cheerfully: "Okay, okay..."

He Peiyuan also laughed, but rolled her eyes at Yang Jingxing and whispered: "Shame on you."

Many small plates were laid out in rows, and the boss lady placed them one by one with samples for tasting, such as rose cake, mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, crab apple cake, jujube cake, songhua cake...these were categorized, as well as siomai, fermented rice cake, raw rice cake, etc.

Fried, lard cake, ham cake...

He Peiyuan was embarrassed: "Thank you, that's enough, it's too much."

The proprietress was still regretful that some of the items were sold out, so she had to wait for next time: "... try it." She also poured tea.

Yang Jingxing handed He Peiyuan a fork as if he were at home. He had both a knife and a fork, and he was very loyal: "I'll help you taste it."

He Peiyuan put aside her grudges first and stared at Yang Jingxing's movements: "Cut it into smaller pieces, then smaller ones, then smaller ones!"

The boss lady told lies with her eyes open, it’s not fattening, it’s low in calories.

He Peiyuan was still very considerate, even though she tasted a little bit: "It's delicious, it's really delicious." Her expression was spot on.

Yang Jingxing continued cutting.

He Peiyuan also continued to comment: "It's so thin, has a good taste, and is not particularly sweet..."

Yang Jingxing is basically here to fill his stomach. He will say how delicious it is when he takes a big bite. After a series of words: "I'm full!"

He Peiyuan also had a hard time choosing: "I'll buy some of this, this..."

Yang Jingxing bought more, and then helped He Peiyuan pay the bill: "...You can't just say thank you." It only cost more than a hundred yuan.

He Peiyuan was disgusted: "No one wants to thank you... thank you."

The landlady was not polite and complimented her: "You are so beautiful."

He Peiyuan Haha.

Did Yang Jingxing want to atone for his sins: "Have you ever seen anyone more beautiful?"

The landlady hesitated: "...No, I haven't seen it before!"

He Peiyuan's face was distorted, she was so angry that she couldn't speak, so she turned around and left.

Perhaps because she felt that Yang Jingxing could not be expected to reflect on himself, as soon as he went out, He Peiyuan began to teach him a serious lesson: "What's wrong with you? Can you stop being so vulgar... If you bring them out one by one, will it be like this? Do you also say this to primary school students?

She’s beautiful!?”

Yang Jingxing regretted: "No, I was wrong... If you can't slap a slap in the face, you don't look for your own reasons."

He Peiyuan gave up, her face was full of disgust and boredom, and she felt heartbroken: "It's so expensive, the songhua cake costs 80 yuan per catty."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Remember to brush your teeth after eating."

He Peiyuan looked at Yang Jingxing, then obviously remembered it, and turned away.

Yang Jingxing asked seriously: "Can your dad eat it?"

He Peiyuan nodded: "Well, I'm much fatter than before... You shouldn't eat too much of some things to improve your immunity, as they will aggravate your rejection. I didn't buy red dates."

Yang Jingxing knew better: "Can't we stop taking the anti-rejection medicine?"

He Peiyuan said, "But Cordyceps sinensis is good and I haven't stopped...Last year, Lao Qi gave me a lot. I wanted to give him money, but she refused."
To be continued...