chapter42 

Jiang Xiaoyuan's neck was icy cold behind her, and her breathing had stopped. She didn't have time to reply for a moment.

Qilian: "What's going on? Have you offended someone recently

Jiang Xiaoyuan tried to recall... there were people who offended her, such as the foolish mother in Zhang's yard, but she must have never seen this car before. It was so pink that it stood out among the black, white, and gray motor vehicles, like a walking bow, lively and full of strangeness. Anyone who looked at it would be deeply impressed.

No, "Jiang Xiaoyuan struggled to suppress her fear and her anger rose again," I don't know where the lunatic came from

She had just gone through the most difficult and busy days, finally had some clues, saw a glimmer of hope, and before her mood could brighten, she encountered the boss's plan to resign. Even if she chased after him and sent a letter, she would be met with the exhaust of crazy people on the roadside. There was simply no place in this world to reason.

Jiang Xiaoyuan's liver was burning and her stomach was about to burn through. As soon as she spoke, she sprayed out her throat and said, "Do you think the virus keeps pushing people into this unlucky time and space? Is it because this unlucky time and space is particularly demonic? For example, it can't please people

Qilian rarely saw her angry and frustrated once, feeling very fresh. So he put his hands in his pockets and followed her leisurely, waiting to hear her complain.

Unfortunately, her complaint was like a rain of red rain falling from the sky, and she refused to continue with just one sentence - Jiang Xiaoyuan hated the talkative Xianglin sister-in-law the most in her life. She empathized with others and never talked about anything that didn't go her way twice.

Qilian waited for a long time, but didn't see the rest of the text, so she lowered her head and looked at her, "Why don't you keep talking

That's it, I still have to go record my grades, "Jiang Xiaoyuan waved her hand helplessly and wearily." By the way, are you coming to see me

Hmm, "Qilian reached into his pocket and pulled out a large red invitation card with a strong Taobao style." Fang Zhou is getting married this weekend, and he asked me to bring you one along the way

Jiang Xiaoyuan is no longer a lively child of a few years old. She showed a pained expression and held the thin invitation like a hot potato, clutching her heart and asking, "What is the approximate fine amount for this fine

Qilian: "... It's okay, just watch it

Jiang Xiaoyuan opened the invitation and looked it over and over again, but couldn't find any clues from the bride's name. "When I resigned, he had just broken up with a blind date in less than half a year. He had already met another one and was about to get married? It was too fast

It doesn't feel like Chen Fangzhou is getting married to someone. Instead, he went to see a suite, roughly inspected the geographical environment and supporting functions, and decided to book it directly.

At this speed, if I were to suffer from facial blindness, I'm afraid I wouldn't even recognize my significant other's face, would I?

But their household registration is almost tied together.

In life, birth, aging, sickness, death, marriage, and career all seem to be incredibly important events. Nowadays, one of these events is like a quantifiable and fixed mechanical process. Upon careful consideration, it makes people feel fearful - because watching others accept it without any objections will make them wonder why they cannot accept it themselves?

Especially later on, I found that it was quite good for them to live like this. Everyone lived honestly, without so many bad things such as broken relationships, incompatible personalities, cheating divorces, poverty, etc., comfortable and wealthy.

On the contrary, the self who refused to accept this peaceful life became an anomaly, and perhaps would continue to rise or fall... My heart was filled with confusion that I couldn't express to outsiders——

Did I have a problem with my positioning?

Do I consider myself too important?

I'm just an insignificant worker ant in the population, right?

My battles and struggles, in the eyes of others, are just Don Quixote waving a false knight's sword at the windmill?

Am I deceiving myself?

The school after the exam was empty, with a slightly off key broadcast playing the violin concerto "Butterfly Lovers". Jiang Xiaoyuan smiled bitterly and put away the invitation.

A while ago, she just had a drama job with Jiang Bo, adapted from a mythological story, which involved stage design. Jiang Bo was both artistic and forced, insisting on creating a "soul". Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't know what the soul of the design was, but she didn't know what the boss was asking, so she had to make up for the tragedy of talented people and beautiful women from all over the world overnight. Due to the similarity of the memes, some of the texts were difficult for her to understand, and she read them painfully, often memorizing them.

But at this moment, she remembered those chaotic stories strung together, and suddenly felt a bit absurd in her heart.

Those grand and desperate events, in reality, are described as so calm and swift.

Jiang Xiaoyuan said, "People have been fighting for free love since the feudal and slave era. Some hang themselves, some jump into rivers, and some simply refuse to turn into butterflies. In fact, it's completely unnecessary to think about it. Those foolish ancient people fought for a long time, and now everyone is still blind and mute. There is one difference. In the past, it was their parents who designated someone to make do with, but now they have to go out and find someone to make do with themselves. I think it's not as convenient as before, at least it was easier back then

Qilian: "People have different pursuits. When you look at Old Chen and feel sad, he probably feels sad about you too. Last time he told me that you young people change jobs every other day, when can you stabilize

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

This remark touched her heart, and she finally had no time to speak up for the ancients.

You're right, my boss may not be working anymore, "Jiang Xiaoyuan said in a calm tone as much as possible." In a while, I may really have to change places to work

The boss is like a landlord, extremely capricious. Whenever there is a slight disturbance, he will make others roll up their bedding and roll away their eggs. It is indeed a case of leaning against the mountains and swaying against the trees. The key is to quickly harden his wings.

Jiang Xiaoyuan maintained a calm expression on her face, but she had already started cursing her mother. She thought with determination, "One day, I will also join this evil organization, and I will have to roll over a hundred other people's bedding to live up to the current turmoil

Qilian: "Do you want to change places? That's good, actually I

Shut up! "Jiang Xiaoyuan had been following Empress Dowager Chiang for a long time and had naturally developed a royal aura. As soon as she heard a few words, she glanced sideways and said," If you want to help the poor, you don't have to say anything

Qilian: "..."

He was blocked and awkwardly rubbed his nose.

When he examined Jiang Xiaoyuan again, he realized that unconsciously, she had undergone a complete transformation.

Jiang Xiaoyuan is becoming more and more like a fashion industry person. She never lacks taste, only a small skill of "how to save money and have taste". With the guidance of Empress Dowager Jiang, she has now become proficient. She can even tailor and repair a poorly shaped street vendor's item by herself after buying cheap clothes, transforming it into a very high-end product.

Jiang Xiaoyuan began to show her true self in another time and space - her original time and space - with sharp edges, like a small knife adorned with jewels.

Qilian actually understood her repeated hints that "the virus is no longer coming, so don't let it get in the way again", but still shamelessly pretended not to understand.

Will a person without legs start running again?

He searched for a long time and finally found such an answer, involuntarily attracted.

The attraction between people is sometimes similar to the universal attraction between planets. The larger the mass, the stronger the gravitational field generated. If a person can live with texture, even if they are isolated from the world, others will want to surround them, even if they probe their heads to see what they are doing.

Actually, I want to tell you, 'Don't forget each other for the sake of wealth and honor,' "Qilian said." If you become successful in the future, remember to let me invest in some stocks, okay? Oh, by the way, Lao Chen asked me to entrust you with something. Can he give you the bride's makeup on his wedding day? He wants to save some money

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

I was touched by the first half of the sentence, but the second half is simply amazing! Knowing a man like Chen Fangzhou is truly a stain on her life.

The next day, Jiang Bo appeared at school with a more haggard and destitute look, and directly said to Jiang Xiaoyuan, "Have you finished recording your grades? Have you done all the finishing work

Jiang Bo couldn't bear to see others procrastinate in their work. Anyone who was a little lazy would be infuriated by him. Jiang Xiaoyuan was used to it. Usually, whenever he asked, she would complete it as soon as possible, even if she stayed up late, she would never delay until the next day.

Seeing her nod and a face full of mixed emotions, Empress Dowager Chiang continued, "Archive the previous lesson plans and use them for work handover - come with me to handle your resignation

Whether Jiang Bo chooses to work alone or become the bald driver Lao Jiang, as long as he leaves, Jiang Xiaoyuan has no reason to stay in school anymore - besides, the salary offered to teaching assistants by the school is not very good, and it is not suitable to keep her anymore.

I have already told someone that I will help you register when the time comes, "Jiang Bo said." He will contact you around September this year and ask you for some identity information, just give it to him directly

Jiang Bo walked very fast, his feet almost caught the wind, as if he would fly up in the next moment.

He asked, "What do you think you are the top scholar? Are you particularly good at English

Jiang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment when she heard these words, hesitating not to boast - her English was actually very weak. When she was studying abroad, she was basically the most efficient at ordering dishes, and most of the rest of the time she spent mixing with Chinese speakers. When it came to foreign classmates, the communication mode was simply "you can compare and I can guess". At that time, her listening skills were barely passable, but when she returned to China, she was thrown into this world again, and it took her two or three years in total. I'm afraid now her listening skills have deteriorated to a point where she can't make do with it.

She hesitated on her own, but Jiang Bo's pace did not slow down. As she walked, she asked, "What if it's not a daily conversation? Is professional English also acceptable? If you know it, I won't have to hire a translator

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

In the next moment, she was knocked unconscious by a huge surprise and her whole body was in a mess: "Are you going to take me

Jiang Bo put one hand into his pocket and impatiently turned to look at her, saying, "Can you tell me

Without hesitation, Jiang Xiaoyuan said, "Can we meet again

After such a long period of wind, frost, rain, and snow, Jiang Xiaoyuan has come to a conclusion - if she wants to accomplish something, when the opportunity comes, no matter how uncertain she is, she must grit her teeth and pretend to be "reliable" no matter how inexperienced she is. She should seize the opportunity first and then decide.

As for how much difference there is and how to make up for it in private, that's what happens afterwards.

If she doesn't try some things, she really doesn't know she can do them.

Although the experience of suffering behind the scenes in front of others is terrifying, every time she experiences it, Jiang Xiaoyuan feels invincible in her heart.

Actually, I've figured it out. What's there to be afraid of?

In any case, it's impossible to be more terrible than being a scumbag working girl. After a few years, I will go back to my hometown and find a man who has no face to see.

Although Jiang Bo didn't turn back, there was a hint of a smile in his words: "Okay, I just like your fearless attitude towards everything

Jiang Xiaoyuan's footsteps behind him were also about to fly up. She asked repeatedly, "What about then? Do you want to open your own studio? Let me tell you, Mrs. Jiang... too... cough

Excited and almost calling out the boss's nickname, Jiang Xiaoyuan quickly bit her tongue and awkwardly changed her words: "Too... Madam, do you lack shareholders? I have prepared all the investors for you! Are you lacking a hairstylist? I can help you recruit my former boss! Models don't matter, I can come on stage in person. I can be a runner, a handyman, a salesperson, and an external liaison. I am versatile in all ten aspects

She blew too much and accidentally tripped over the threshold at the end of the hallway. Her eight centimeter high heels almost broke, and Jiang Xiaoyuan let out an "ouch" and flew out.

Jiang Bofu didn't help either. He stood aside with his pocket in his pocket and gave her a cold glance, saying, "You can do anything? My great granddaughter, can you go to heaven

Jiang Xiaoyuan struggled to get up from the ground, her silly smile still lingering. Just then, she suddenly saw a pink car parked downstairs through the window.

Jiang Bo's office is on the second floor, and it looks almost like it's on the ground. Jiang Xiaoyuan recognized at a glance that the car was the one that whizzed past her yesterday.

Later, she saw a woman in her sixties standing in front of the car. She looked very fashionable, wearing a long and curvaceous dress, with her hair tied up at the back of her head. Her graying hair did not appear abrupt, and she had makeup on her face, with the unique sequelae of excessive facelift. Her face was very stiff, and her nasolabial folds were deeply and lightly cut across the sides, like two steel knives, dividing her entire face in half.

The woman lifted her head slightly and her sharp gaze fell on Jiang Xiaoyuan, as if wrapped in indescribable malice.

Jiang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of where this matter began, and did not remember meeting such a woman.

Jiang Bo followed her gaze and stood silently by the window. When the woman in front of the car saw him, her face immediately changed, as if she had changed her mask, revealing a kind smile. Jiang Bo's radiant smile above his face suddenly became gloomy again.

He grabbed Jiang Xiaoyuan's shoulder without saying a word and dragged her up from the ground.

Watch the way, "Jiang Bo said coldly." What are you thinking

Jiang Xiaoyuan hesitated and followed him upstairs, cautiously asking, "Teacher Jiang, do you know that person

Jiang Bo ignored him and quickly turned up three or four flights of stairs. Just when Jiang Xiaoyuan thought he didn't want to answer, he suddenly said, "I know, my mom

Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't step firmly and almost rolled down the stairs.

She ran around with many bloody stories in her mind, barely holding onto the handrail and chuckling, "Then you won't say hello, just let Auntie wait downstairs

I didn't invite her, "Jiang Bo said without looking back." Why are you asking so many questions

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Ah... um, I always feel that her look at me is not very friendly. Have I offended your mother in some way

Empress Dowager Chiang finally turned around and looked at her, 'Have you seen her?'

The conscience of heaven and earth, this is truly the first time.

Jiang Xiaoyuan shook her head.

It's good if you haven't seen her before, "Jiang Bo said." Stay away from her in the future

After he finished speaking, his entire body's pressure dropped, and Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't dare to ask further, so she silently followed up.