Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 1418. Ning Cheng Invitation

Song Tan was on the second floor terrace, and couldn't help but be curious when he heard this: "Yang Zhengxin, I was so close, why didn't you call me?"

Yang Zhengxin leaned over the railing and took a look. At this moment, she endured the humiliation and said, "Sister, it's not impossible for you to take a picture..."

Song Tan was amused: "Why are you so wronged?"

Isn't Yang Zhengxin aggrieved? "Sister, I've seen your Moments. There are so many beautiful flowers in the garden, but you only know how to take big photos facing the camera without any composition at all."

"Look at my brother Lu, he just didn't take a camera..."

"Ok?"

Lu Chuan was just going up the stairs as he was called, but he couldn't help but interrupt with a smile: "I actually took some of the pictures with composition and lighting with a camera - do you need me to get the camera now?"

“No need!” Yang Zhengxin waved his hand: “A mobile phone will do. I also want to post on WeChat Moments. Brother Lu, wait a moment. I’ll take a close-up of these flowers first.”

Even though he complained about Song Tan's skills, he actually only knew how to take pictures of flowers facing the flowers. Lu Chuan looked at the flower basket and then at Chen Chi:

"Why did you think of sending a flower basket? Did you think of picking the flowers yourself?"

Chen Chi nodded in confusion: "Everyone on TV gave flowers. Qiao Qiao said that you, brother, also gave flowers to sister, and sister was very happy - I like flowers too."

So in his mind, there is an equation: sending flowers = happiness.

Lu Chuan carefully observed the flower basket that Yang Zhengxin was patting around - the long willow leaves on the tender wicker basket had been stripped clean, and the few Gesang flowers, also known as Cosmos flowers, in the basket were the ordinary pink and white colors commonly seen in rural areas.

Those old thatched sprouts, swaying in the wind and no longer edible, are furry and set off by the green stems and leaves, looking soft and wild.

Look at the yellow dandelions dotted inside. The white sap on the dandelion stems has already stained the green leaves of the Veronica. But because it is a large bunch placed slantingly against the narrow mouth of a vase, scattered at different heights, even if some flowers fall along the way, it does not change its beauty.

Lu Chuan nodded and praised: "This vase of flowers is very beautiful, Chen Chi, you are very good at matching colors - have you finished the previous oil pastel painting?"

"No!" How could Chen Chi bear to finish such a beautiful thing? In some tutorials on the Internet, people cut the painting into large pieces, but he was reluctant to do so. He just broke off a willow branch, dipped it in color and painted on the paper.

Naturally, such a color cannot be fully applied, and it looks foggy and a lot of white. But now that Lu Chuan said this, even Yang Zhengxin looked carefully at the vase of flowers in front of him.

Although he didn't have much aesthetic taste, he went to the flower shop every year to pick flowers for his mother. At this moment, staring at this vase of wild flowers with particularly harmonious colors, he couldn't help but feel happy:

"Chen Chi, it is said that everyone has something special! Your special strength, in addition to your great strength, now also has the ability to match colors! You are amazing!"

Chen Chi blinked. Although he knew how to match colors, he didn’t know what to do with it, but he had two strengths!

The three young men got together and it was another happy day.

Song Tan curiously asked Lu Chuan: "Did you have friends like this when you were in school?"

Lu Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I did. But I was with my mom in the capital at that time. She was working there and I would go to school nearby, so my friendships didn't last long."

The schools that accepted him to transfer so frequently were not good schools. At the beginning, he had many naturally enthusiastic friends, but as time went by, he became more and more quiet. In the end, after four years of college, he actually didn't have many friends. "Do you feel regretful?" Song Tan was a little curious: "Because I don't seem to have any friends either."

Lu Chuan laughed: "Children of poor families only think about survival. Other people's friendships involve eating, drinking and watching movies, but we may be thinking about how to make money and how to save money..."

If you are poor and have a strong sense of self-esteem, it will be even more difficult for you to accept other people's kindness because you may not be able to pay back something of similar value.

But there is nothing to regret. Everyone's life is different. If others want to gain a true friendship or love in school, do they have to follow them?

Song Tan laughed: "No wonder we can be together, it seems that our thoughts are really in sync!"

She couldn't remember too many things about the immortal world, but if there was a friendship worth remembering, she shouldn't forget it so completely. After all, other people's immortal life was to become strong, but she just wanted to live a good life from beginning to end.

Lu Chuan also laughed: "What about you? Did anyone bully you when you were in school? Didn't I hear there was a class reunion during the Chinese New Year last year? Why didn't you go?"

  Song Tan thought to himself, I have to work hard to recall their memories when I think of them. Instead of spending that time lying down at home and browsing my phone, how comfortable it would be!

So I simply replied: "I don't have any particularly close friends."

As he was speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang. When he looked at the message, it turned out to be Huo Xueying, who he hadn't contacted for a long time.

Although she was just a colleague, she was the girl Song Tan interacted with the most after he woke up. Later, she spared no effort in promoting their company and often complained to her about their weird boss...

In short, although Song Tan cannot contact us all the time, he will try his best to answer all questions.

  At this moment, Huo Xueying's cheerful words seemed to jump out of the paper:

"Song Tan, when are you coming to Ningcheng? I started dating a boyfriend during the Chinese New Year, and he said he and you were classmates in college!"

"When are you coming? Let's have a meal together," my boyfriend asked. If it's convenient at that time, do you want to invite old classmates? You can also bring your family members!"

To be honest, Song Tan had no interest in gatherings. But bringing family members...

"Hey."

She gently touched Lu Chuan with her shoulder: "We haven't gone out to play alone before, right?"

"Um……"

Lu Chuan also pondered for a moment: "I heard that Zhou Yongzhi - you know, my mother's ex-husband, he failed in love before, and his children are not his own. Then he was not doing well in the business world - he was planning to turn things around and join the film and television industry, but now the project has become a bottomless pit before it even started..."

Song Tan was surprised: "Are you going to ridicule him harshly?"

Lu Chuan raised his eyebrows, and the long red scar at the end of his eyebrow was particularly vivid: "How could it be? I'm going to contact the friend who helped Ning Cheng and finish the relationship. It would be best if he could never find me."

Wow, he is really kind-hearted! Small and black! She likes it!

At this moment, Song Tan replied to Huo Xueying without saying anything: "Okay, I happen to be free these two days, I will bring delicious food to see you."

Here it comes! The cliché slap in the face is actually what I love, I am a cliché.

Good night first.