Siheyuan: You were asked to help the Jia family, but you were all sent to prison

Let nature take its course, attract the best, don't count the ball.

"This...well, I have converted those supplies into money, and I will return them to you in the future."

Ding Qiunan was speechless, the reason was too far-fetched.

It doesn't match any of the possibilities she's been thinking about these days.

Just talking about repaying the money, Ding Qiunan has the urge to cry, it will take several years!

"Don't take it too seriously, hey, you still like reading these books."

Zhao Yang casually pulled out a collection of poems, the author is Lermontov.

"Did you watch it too?"

Seeing this, Ding Qiunan suddenly got up and came to him with expectation in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Yes, I heard Yu Li say that you can write novels, and you must have a high level of attainment in the field of literature and poetry."

God knows how much her wenqing disease, who has nowhere to moan, longs for a bosom friend in this small machine repair shop.

"Just know a thing or two."

Zhao Yang flipped through it casually, and was about to put it back, when Ding Qiunan started to read.

"We close our eyes and drink from the cup of life."

"But with my own tears, wetting its golden edge."

"Wait until the blindfold is closed, and the eyelids fall before dying."

However, Ding Qiunan stopped in the middle of speaking, and then looked at Zhao Yang with obvious meaning, hoping that he could continue the following content.

"Everything that has tempted us, . . .

Zhao Yangneng has a photographic memory, he just happened to see it when he was flipping through it, so he just picked it up!

When he finished reading, Ding Qiunan's face was full of smiles, and he was very excited, "Comrade Zhao Yang, you just read it well, but your emotions are not full enough."

"Then I will teach you to sing in the future, how about you teach me how to recite poetry with full emotion?"

Zhao Yangxin said that Wen Qingnv originally wanted to be with her like this, and she got to know her after a while.

"Okay, then shall we read the poem first or sing first?"

"Then let's sing first. But, Qiu Nan, do you mind if I call you that? Okay, let's make it clear first. Are you learning singing because you want to take the Chinese opera exam?"

Ding Qiunan was still on the first floor, while Zhao Yang had already broken through to the atmosphere.

He was thinking, see if he can trick Ding Qiunan into taking the Tsinghua University exam, and Peking University too.

After all, Ding Qiunan felt fresh to him except for the first time.

If you don't take the college entrance examination, Zhao Yang will be a big deal in the future.

Whether it can be cultivated or cultivated.

"Did you pass the exam? Why? Didn't you teach me how to sing?"

Ding Qiunan froze for a moment, feeling a little strange.

In her understanding, Zhao Yang taught her to sing, and then she would be able to join a song and dance troupe or art troupe.

"Qiu Nan, I might as well tell you the truth, these units are now full of smog..."

Zhao Yang gave a general account of what happened in the Chinese opera a few days ago, and then said that her best situation is to take singing as a hobby.

"So, I'm doomed to only be a doctor in my life?"

Ding Qiunan was shocked and unbelievable at first, and then looked lonely,

The doctor was not what she wanted.

To put it bluntly, it was her father Ding Rushan's request.

Whoever asked Ding Rushan to give gifts was caught on the spot and dealt with.

So Ding Qiunan was asked to go to a vocational high school to study medicine, and even asked her to be admitted to a medical university.

And now there is only one medical university in Beijing, which is on the side of You'anmen, and the score line is very high.

It's just that Zhao Yang forgot whether Ding Qiunan passed the exam in the original play or not, presumably he didn't.

"Actually, you can consider the field of literature, such as Tsinghua University and Peking University, and then study literature."

Zhao Yang suggested.

I think of Ding Qiunan in the original drama who is working, preparing for exams, and dealing with Nanyi and Cui Dake at the same time.

She really, I cried to death.

Truly, masters of time management!

"You think too highly of me, I can't do it."

Ding Qiunan shook his head, it seemed that he was not so lofty and self-aware.

"If you don't have a goal, you might as well try."

Zhao Yang also remembered that many little fairies in later generations gnawed at home with the excuse of taking the public examination, and went to other people's bed after taking the examination.

Then get married and have a baby, you see, it's cool to not have to go to work all day.

Target?

Ding Qiunan felt that he had to think about it carefully.

Afterwards, Zhao Yang didn't say much, and stayed here until the sun was about to go down, and then walked out of the room to take her to Lao Mo's restaurant for a meal.

As for singing, what Zhao Yang taught was "Love My China". The theme of the first song was correct and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Qiu Nan, who is he?"

However, the two were chatting and laughing as soon as they went downstairs, Nan Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped out.

"Nan Yi, what are you doing?"

Ding Qiunan's face suddenly turned cold.

"Who is he? Is that the teacher who taught you how to sing?"

Nan Yi looked at Zhao Yang, but couldn't bear the other's gaze, and quickly moved back to Ding Qiunan's face.

"That's right, he is the teacher who taught me how to sing, Nan Yi, if you have nothing to do, get out of the way and don't block the way."

Ding Qiunan was a little anxious and didn't know why.

"You learn to sing and go to the room to learn?"

Nanyi questioned.

"Nan Yi, you have nothing to do with it."

After Ding Qiunan finished speaking, he pulled Zhao Yang around him.

Zhao Yang didn't say a word the whole time, and looked at Nanyi with great interest. This guy's cooking skills are comparable to that of a fool.

As for licking the dog.

Man, who hasn't licked it.

In other words, you will wake up after licking it.

As for the process of licking, no one can persuade me.

Sitting in the red flag car, Ding Qiunan hesitated to speak several times. She wanted to explain Nanyi, but she did not know what reason to speak.

It seems that there is no need to explain the relationship between the two of them.

"Have you ever eaten at Lao Mo? I haven't been there yet. Let's try it tonight."

Zhao Yang started a conversation, but didn't ask about Nanyi.

"I haven't been there either, this meal is my treat."

Ding Qiunan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know why.

After finishing speaking, she reached out and took out her pocket. The salary just paid today should be enough, right?

As the Hongqi car went away, Nanyi first clenched his fists, but gradually he seemed depressed and discouraged.

At this time, the mangy dog ​​came to him and patted his shoulder, "Master Nanyi, in fact, there are many good girls in this world."

"Ding Qiunan is the only good girl in my eyes."

Nanyi doesn't like this person to get close to him very much, but he doesn't care about it now.

"Actually, that Liang Ladi is pretty good. There is no need to have a baby, and I just want to be a father. How wonderful."

The mangy dog ​​grinned, and what he said was like honey being smeared on his small mouth.

Chapter 430 I'm full, I'm full!

To Zhao Yang's surprise, Lao Mo's restaurant was closed.

Well, it was still open some time ago. I heard that the boss carried his sister-in-law back to Moscow overnight, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.

So, Zhao Yang and Ding Qiunan discussed it and decided to go to Dashilan to eat Donglaishun.

After a hundred years of accumulation, at this time Donglaishun is very famous in the capital, as famous as Zhengyang Tower.

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of Donglaishun Restaurant. Zhao Yang and Ding Qiunan walked in and sat down at a table. A waiter came over with a notebook and asked, "Comrade, what would you like to eat?"

"Two plates of lamb shank, two plates of brain meat, and another plate of fried lamb with scallions..."

The waiter quickly wrote down the meat and vegetables ordered by Zhao Yang in a small notebook, and said, "Comrade, the total is seven yuan and three catties, plus three catties of meat tickets. Please pay the money ticket!"

Zhao Yang heard the words and was about to take out his pocket, but Ding Qiunan handed over the money ticket first, "Here, take mine."

"Qiu Nan, let me come."

Zhao Yang took out the money ticket and was about to push it, but the waiter took the money ticket in Ding Qiunan's hand, quickly gave the change, then turned around and left.

Well, Zhao Yang can't help it, but the future is long, and it's not just this meal.

As for the unenthusiastic attitude of the waiters, he is also not used to it. It is like this now, they are all eating public meals, and their attitude depends on their mood.