He took out his cell phone again and took a photo of his butt at the first day of junior high school.

The photos were set as lock screen pictures.

After completing the work, I hurriedly changed my clothes in the first year of junior high school and ran out.

"Don't you have to run around in work clothes?" Yan Hang asked.

"Bare it for the same purpose," Chu Yi smiled, "Wait, be good to treat?"

"You'll be treated after washing some clothes," said Yan Hang, "You're so easy to pass on."

"At least no, you don't have to go back and wash it. Once you wash it, you can sterilize it," said Chu Yi, "injuring your self-esteem."

"Get out," Yan Hang laughed, "Your clothes are covered with oil, can I not disinfect them?"

"I hurt my self-esteem." Chu Yi said.

"Say it once and you'll be pumped." Yan Hang looked at him.

"Under self-esteem." Chu Yi said it again quickly and rushed forward as he raised his hand.

"Slay you to death with one knife." Yan Hang said.

"Hello, it's been a long time since I've brought a knife." Chu Yi stopped, turned around and looked at him and smiled, "The knife is in the bed, the bedside table is pumped, and the drawer is in the drawer."

"You know all this?" Yan Hang was quite surprised.

"Yeah," Chu Yi nodded, "I'll help you get a mouthful, I saw it when I saw it."

Yan Hang tsk and said nothing.

Sometimes he was surprised by his carefulness in the first day of the junior high school.

He hadn't carried the knife on his body for a long time. His father gave him the folding knife. From the day he got it, he almost carried it with him every day until his father surrendered.

But if he didn't say it on the first day of the junior high school, he wouldn't have to remember it.

Yan Hang named this music restaurant, which looked very expensive. The restaurant was on the fourth floor. As soon as he entered the elevator, he saw a waiter wearing a restaurant uniform standing inside.

"Which floor do you two go?" the waiter asked.

"Fourth floor." Yan Hang said.

"Welcome to dine," the waiter helped press the button on the fourth floor, "How many people are they?"

"It's just two people." Yan Hang said.

When the elevator reached the fourth floor, the waiter led them into the restaurant, found them a window seat, brought them a menu, and asked again: "Do you need recommendations?"

"I recommend it, our first time here." Yan Hang nodded.

The waiter recommended a few dishes, and Yan Hang ordered three dishes while looking at the menu.

"Please use tea first," the waiter served the tea, "the dishes will come soon."

"Three is enough, are there enough food?" After the waiter at the first grade of junior high school walked away, he asked in a low voice.

"Enough," said Yan Hang, "if you look at the menu, you will feel that one dish is enough."

Chu Yi was stunned and laughed: "Don't help, save me money."

"It's not enough for a while," said Yan Hang. "Now you are the pillar of the economy, don't waste it."

"Oh," Chu Yili nodded, looked around and whispered, "It's so high-end, it's expensive at first glance."

"Yes, I think it's expensive," said Yan Hang.

"After all, you are now, now, the past is now," Chuyi said, "Cherish your eyes, the food in front of you."

"Get out." Yan Hang said with a smile.

I took a sip of tea on the first day of the New Year. The tea was a little sweet and had a little burnt aroma. I don’t know what kind of tea it is, it was very delicious.

He stopped after drinking two drinks and looked at Yan Hang: "You really resigned, have you been on duty?"

"Well," Yan Hang also took a few sips of tea, "but he still has to go back to handle the handover. The director will talk to me tomorrow. I don't know what I want to say. Today I will resign in front of him."

"The director is, is he? Is he talking to you about English? " Chuyi asked.

"Yes, others are pretty good, and they don't have any airs," Yan Hang sighed, "I'm not fat, I will definitely not leave within three years."

"I'll leave, I won't think about this anymore," said Chuyi. "You have any plans when you are free at home, do you have any plans? "

"This tone," Yan Hang looked at him with his chin, "It looks quite like a parent?"

"The financial owner." Chuyi corrected him.

"Okay, the money owner," Yan Hang curled his lips, "I haven't thought about it yet, so I'll take a break for a while and then read the books. I want to take the certificate first."

"What certificate?" asked Chuyi.

"Interpretation," said Yan Hang, "Didn't Lao Cui ask me to take the exam before? I haven't had the exam yet. Now I have time, so I want to try it. If I still make Western food in the future, this will be useful."

"Okay," Junior High School was a little excited, "Listen to me, our certificate is higher than ours."

"What are your certificates?" Yan Hang asked.

"Auto maintenance, maintenance worker." said Chuyi.

"High-up," Yan Hang laughed.

"And, it's still, junior," said the first grade. "This year, I will take two years to pass the exam, and I will pass the intermediate grade."

"You will be only 20 years old in two years," Yan Hang sighed a little, "I'm a little younger, and others are still in college, you can get the intermediate professional qualification certificate."

"Ah," Chuyi thought for a while, "I'm still so young, I always feel that I'm old and old."

"I'm pretty big," said Yan Hang, "I have a good figure too... I'll show you a photo."

"I'm secretly photographing me again?" Chu Yi leaned over.

"Well," Yan Hang pressed his phone, turned the screen toward him, "Look."

"...what." Junior High School saw the picture of the lock screen.

Yan Hang used his photos to lock the screen, and he was still very happy, but the picture shows his back, to be precise, the butt he was photographed when he bent over.

"This butt," said Yan Hang, "very sexy."

"You have, no, a gentle word, right?" Chuyi looked at Yan Hang.

"Good ass." Yan Hang said, "Today my sister praised you for being very sinister."

"I don't have anyone, I didn't say it was me, I feel it," said Chuyi.

"I said that." Yan Hang said.

"Ah." Chuyi looked at him, "I know, what do you want to say."

"What do I want to say?" Yan Hang asked.

Chu Yi cleared his throat, but he didn't have the nerve to say it after he cleared it.

Yan Hang was stunned for a while before suddenly laughing, leaning back to the chair and having fun at him.

"You are still good at gold, the money owner, can't give you some face, you're too embarrassed." Chu Yi was so angry that he wanted to blush, "I'm laughing, you're so angry."

"I really didn't think about that, baby," Yan Hang said while laughing, "It's true."

"…Oh." Chu Yi lowered his head and took a big sip of tea.

"But I am very moved," said Yan Hang. "As a financial supporter, you are still thinking about my welfare."

"The food is coming!" The first day of the junior high school saw the waiter coming over with a tray, and quickly sat upright and stared at the tray, "The food is coming, stop talking."

The waiter walked past him with a tray and walked towards the table in front.

He was stunned.

Yan Hang immediately laughed so hard that he lay on the table and didn't get up for a long time.

He could only stutter.

The high-end music restaurant was quite enjoyable. I felt that I had a new horizon when I checked out.

However, compared to him who was reluctant to buy scald paste back then, he can now accept it calmly. After all, he has an income, and it has two incomes.

"Now, go to the milk tea shop directly, right?" Yan Hang asked.

"Yeah," Chu Yi nodded, "I told Beikeer that I would arrive later, and the time difference is not."

"It's not easy to keep a free meal," Yan Hang hugged his shoulder, "From morning to night... If school starts, will you stop going to repair the car?"

"Go," said the first grade of junior high school, "If you don't have classes, go there. We will go there. There are fewer classes in the next semester, and there are very fewer classes. It's all practical classes. Just tell Teacher Wang, just say it."

"Thank you for your hard work," said Yan Hang.

"Serve people," said Chuyi.

It is indeed quite hard to say that hard work is hard. Car repair is both a technical job and a physical job, but for the first grade of junior high school, it is still more fulfilling.

Life after school starts is more fulfilling than during the holidays. When I repair cars and make milk tea in class, I feel like a capable person in the first year of junior high school.

Super funder.
To be continued...