Lu Jiaheng and Gu Congli are completely at opposite ends of the spectrum, with absolutely no similarities. It was a coincidence that they became friends. When Lu Jiaheng meets a girl he likes, he will pursue her even if there are conditions, and she will pursue her even if there are no conditions.

Gu Congli was different, he was like a cold-blooded, heartless Buddha, as if he had already escaped into Buddhism, and his ordinary mind was unmoved.

This is what Lu Jiaheng originally thought.

Until a few months ago.

Gu Congli's studio was for advertising, and it was called Prancing Horse. He was not actually the boss. He basically left everything to his classmates. After staying there for less than two years, the Buddha went abroad for further studies.

In April this year, Buddha returned to China, and Lu Jiaheng and his wife came to welcome him and wash away his dust.

Prince Lu's party was always lively. He brought a few friends, both men and women, and the music in the box was loud and lively. Gu Congli sat on the sofa in the corner, tilting his head slightly, hiding in the dim shadows, only pointing.

The smoke in between is clear, and the red sparks are bright and extinguished.

Halfway through the game, someone suddenly called him: "Teacher Gu?"

The tone was surprised and delighted, and the soft sound was almost covered by the background music, but it was clearly transmitted to the eardrums.

Gu Congli paused. He didn't know which nerve was touched, and he was tense for a moment.

He chewed on the cigarette and raised his head, squinting.

The woman in front of me has heavy makeup and red lips, and her appearance is very gorgeous.

Don't know.

The stretched string slowly relaxed, accompanied by some indescribable emotion.

He didn't speak.

The woman pursed her lips, nervous and excited: "You may not know me. I was in Experiment 1 in high school. I met you in school. My name is Qin Yan."

Gu Congli nodded lightly and looked away.

The woman had no intention of saying goodbye and sat down next to him: "I really didn't expect to meet you again. You were a legend in the school at that time." She smiled and said half-jokingly, "You are the killer of girls' hearts."

Gu Congli lowered his head slightly, dropped the hand holding the cigarette, and blew out a puff of smoke.

She said Qin Yan was a little embarrassed when he didn't answer.

But she was not willing to leave. Qin Yan thought it was fate when they met by chance after so many years.

They were both talented and good-looking, a perfect match, and she was so beautiful and now a star. It didn't matter even if Gu Congli already had a girlfriend. She felt that no matter what kind of woman she was, she could compete with her.

After sitting next to him for a while, Qin Yan thought that Gu Congli would stop talking, and he suddenly said, "How tall were you then?"

Qin Yan was a little proud. Gu Congli was a man after all, so he was not exempt from the common custom.

"Second year of high school."

He flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers and asked casually: "Experimental class?"

Qin Yan was a little startled.

In her memory, Gu Congli had a cold and gentle temperament, while the man in front of her was sitting in the sofa booth, with his long eyes slightly lowered, and there was a coldness and wantonness in his puff of smoke, as if he had changed into a different person.

Qin Yan has been in the entertainment industry for so many years and has seen enough handsome guys, but now he feels his cheeks are burning.

"No, I'm in class," he said with a cold expression, and she couldn't tell what he meant, but she just had a hunch that if it ended like this, there would be no follow-up between them.

Qin Yan paused and quickly added, "But it's right next door to the experimental class. I know many people in the experimental class. The academic committee member of their class is named Gou Jingwen. Some time ago, he asked me if I wanted to go to the class reunion next month.

Let’s play together.”

Her intuition was very accurate. When the man heard this, he paused, put the cigarette butt into the cigarette cup and put it out, and said calmly: "It's good for old classmates to get together."

Qin Yan had a smile as bright as a flower, and he had never liked the dwarf Ergou from the experimental class next door more than now, and he successfully exchanged phone numbers with Gu Congli.

Lu Jiaheng naturally noticed the movement here. He thought that the Buddha would like a Taoist nun or a fairy, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be this kind of person.

After Qin Yan left, he came over very gossipy and said lazily: "Do you like female celebrities?"

Gu Congli ignored him completely.

Prince Lu thought he had guessed correctly, and felt that he should quickly find a girl for him to marry. After all, his baby liked cold men like Gu Congli.

Lu Jiaheng made a detailed and careful plan, like a worried old father. He understood Qin Yan's recent two months of movie talk shows, variety shows and a series of announcements. He was ready to make a move and called Gu Congli.

He was very indifferent: "What?"

Prince Youran: "Gu Xianren, I want to give you a big gift, do you want it?"

Gu Congli: "No, I'm busy."

The two talked for less than thirty seconds before hanging up.

Lu Jiaheng: "..."

Lu Jiaheng thought what the hell was going on.

That night, he went to complain to his girlfriend. He felt that he had done everything for this beast and ended up being hung up on. He was very aggrieved.

The prince has never suffered this kind of grievance. He has only had his wife cut off the phone in his life, but how could it be the same? It was a sweet pinch.

However, Chu Zhi exchanged information with him very calmly: "The Prancing Pony kept asking him to go back. It was already agreed, but he suddenly stopped coming back and went to a publishing house to be the chief comic editor."

Lu Jiaheng thought he heard wrongly: "What are you going to do?"

"Chief editor of a comic magazine, it looks like a magazine called "Red Moon"." Chu Zhi said slowly, still feeling a little novel, "So Mr. Gu likes comics."

Lu Jiaheng didn't think Gu Congli liked comics at all.

This man has always been very purposeful in doing things. Since he had already decided to jump back on the Prancing Horse, this change of mind must also have a purpose. It is unlikely that it is because he suddenly discovered that he is passionate about the publishing industry.

With almost no effort, Lu Jiaheng knew Shi Yin.

If Gu Congli took the initiative to ask other editors for an author, he either had something wrong with his mind, or there was something wrong with the author.

As expected, after graduating from No. 1 Middle School, Teacher Gu happened to be working as a substitute teacher during school. We had a "very pleasant conversation" last time and even exchanged numbers. The female star was an alumnus of the same class.

Lu Jiaheng felt that what Gu Congli did was too obvious, almost announcing to the whole world: Have you seen this author who I want to come over? I am going to attack her.

Anyone who cannot see this is a fool.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also a very direct person. He is too lazy to make so many twists and turns. One time he casually asked: "Do you like her?"

Gu Congli was silent for a long time and finally said nothing.

Lu Jiaheng felt that he acquiesced.

In fact, he just didn't know.

When he left six years ago, Gu Congli just felt it was troublesome.

Probably inherited from his father, he was a very cold-hearted person by nature. At that time, he would agree to go to No. 1 Middle School to give lessons to the trainees, just because he could stay away from Gu Lin.

Moreover, this job is very easy. You can take a class and spend the rest of your time freely, so there is no trouble.

Gu Congli never thought that he would meet such a troublesome person here.

She was really annoyed.

The whole person is jumping up and down, chattering incessantly, even if you ignore her, she can always have something to say, like a chirping little sparrow, she will cry secretly if she doesn't get to the point of her words.

She is completely unlike a girl who has no idea about her menstrual period. She can drink iced Coke and sit on the cold stairs waiting for him for a long time.

Pei Shi is easy to say, you are really kind to her, and Teacher Gu also has soft-hearted moments.

Gu Congli denied it.

He has no heart, where does his softness come from?

It's just that when a girl looks at him with red eyes, he will inexplicably have some irritating and unfamiliar emotions.

Gu Congli was actually very lazy and hated trouble, so when he realized that Shi Yin would cause him trouble, he simply left.

He went back home, had a fight with Gu Lin, went to see his mother, and was dragged to open a studio by a friend he met in college.

His life was back on track, his troubles were gone, he worked until early in the morning every day, and then continued working after four or five hours of sleep.

Gu Congli thought this was good.

Until one time, he returned to the studio.

He didn't know when his footsteps stopped. He stood at the front desk and asked for the student registration list during the time he had been away. He sat on the sofa next to him and flipped through the pages.

From the first book to the last one, from that day to half a year ago, when he turned over the last page and looked at those unfamiliar names, he suddenly felt a little confused.

Don't know what I'm looking for.

He felt something was not right.

On the day when the college entrance examination ended a year later, Gu Congli returned to No. 1 Middle School.

He went to the rooftop of the Art and Sports Building.

The rooftop of the Art and Sports Building is a lush lawn surrounded by several rows of benches. Even though the school prohibits coming up, students still sneak over.

For example, more than a year ago, there was a group of cowardly people who stayed up late at night and came here to tell ghost stories.

Now, it was still the same group. As soon as he arrived at the door of the stairs, he saw that the place was already occupied.

The evening glow was gentle, and night was approaching. Eighteen-year-old boys and girls sat in a circle on the lawn, with several cans of beer in hand, almost all of them empty.
To be continued...