Yan Xianjue smiled and did not answer.
He felt that an old man who could write on his epitaph, "You can burn incense, but you don't have to make a wish," would not mind such words.
His father had previously asked someone to compile the entire process of the Ji family banquet into a book.
I had just finished revising it a few days ago, and I went to his grandfather's grave at night and burned dozens of versions printed on different papers, for fear that the old man would not be able to receive them in the afterlife.
But he didn't tell Shen Fangli these directly.
Just treat these as little Easter eggs and let Shen Fangli discover the surprises herself.
He held Shen Fangli's hand and walked back slowly.
When she saw the yurt, Shen Fangli suddenly remembered something that happened during the day.
"By the way, what did you mean when you said Lu Hui was so pitiful during the day?"
Yan Xianjue shook his head: "I'm not talking about him."
"I just felt that his behavior at the time fit my stereotypes of high school seniors."
Shen Fangli: “For example?”
Yan Xianjue: "For example, I suddenly realized that after finishing the college entrance examination, people still need to continue living."
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli said sincerely: “I think your description is a bit exaggerated.”
Yan Xianjue said casually, "It's okay."
“Most people go through life without knowing what they want.”
"Ninety-nine percent of students have been taught since childhood that the college entrance exam is their lifelong goal. Once the exam is over, that goal is gone. That's what happened to Lu Hui during the day."
"Of course, as the No. 1 pick, he has more options than others."
Shen Fangli admitted that his latter sentence made some sense.
But she looked at Yan Xianjue suspiciously: "What you said seems to make some sense, but I don't think your goal is the college entrance examination."
"Ah, that's because I'm the remaining one percent. My goal is to just stay home and wait for death."
"Young people rely on their elders, middle-aged people rely on their older brothers, and old people rely on their younger children."
After saying that, he nodded at his perfect life plan.
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli thought again of her father's warning to her.
She now really regretted not recording it and playing it for her father when she got home.
Is this something an ambitious person would say?
In the end, she could only say dryly: "It's fine."
"Haha," Yan Xianjue laughed twice and pinched her soft face, "So you have to work harder."
Shen Fangli's forehead was full of question marks. It was already like this, why should she add more fuel?
Seeing that she looked confused, Yan Xianjue didn't explain. It was not easy to appease her if she got angry in the middle of the night.
But he didn't expect that Shen Fangli, while pondering over it, suddenly said: "As long as neither of us starts a business, lying down for the rest of our lives won't be a problem."
"Puchi." Yan Xianjue was yawning when he heard these words and he couldn't help it.
"Okay, okay."
He took out his cell phone, turned on the recording function, and coaxed Shen Fangli to say it again: “Make a written agreement.”
Shen Fangli: “…”
Sometimes she really suspected that Yan Xianjue also had super powers and could hear her thoughts. Otherwise, how come every time she wanted to do something bad, Yan Xianjue could accurately do it for her, and then she would still be the victim?
Fortunately, they didn't walk far at night, and they were almost at the door of the yurt.
Shen Fangli let go of Yan Xianjue's hand and said in a resounding voice: "I won't!"
He ran in quickly.
She just didn't believe that Yan Xianjue could catch up.
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows and did not comment on her ostrich behavior.
He just watched her enter the yurt and then carefully stick her head out to look around, then waved to her.
Seeing that Shen Fangli had completely retracted her head, she put away her phone and turned a corner to the yurt next door.
The yurt is brightly lit.
Ji Xi was browsing documents on his notebook, and Lei Xuan was writing something on the script. He was probably racking his brains on how to trick the guests.
【That's great.】
Yan Xianjue sighed.
[My subordinates are all working hard, and today is a perfect day.]
Shen Fangli, who was about to wash her hands and feet and change clothes: "..."
Today's Yan Xianjue is also a legitimate capitalist.
*
Ji Xi and Lei Xuan heard the sound of Yan Xianjue coming in, and looked up at the same time, speechless.
It was obvious that he had heard Shen Fangli's resounding rejection clearly.
Ji Xi looked at the documents that he couldn't find the end of no matter how hard he tried.
He looked again at Yan Xianjue, who had rolled on the grass for several times and whose body was covered with grass debris.
With a speechless look on his face, he pointed to the water that had been prepared for him at the door.
Lei Xuan rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "Ji Xi, you can't do this. Stand up and teach him a lesson."
Ji Xi asked, "Why don't you go?"
Lei Xuan: “…”
Lei Xuan was silent and gave up thinking.
Lei Xuan chose to change the subject and took the initiative to bring up work: "Um... tomorrow Jiang Xinyi and the brothers Zhao Jiajin and Zhao Jiaxuan will also be presenting their results."
"The director of the Xueba variety show also contacted me, hoping that we could do a collaboration with his current variety show."
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes: "Don't worry about him."
"He was reluctant to buy a trending search, and now he wants to take advantage of it. How dare he do that?"
"Besides, his variety show is full of 18th-tier unknown celebrities. It's hard to find a decent undergraduate student, so why would he collaborate with a bunch of top students?"
"Would you like to listen to their valuable experiences of failure?"
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