Chapter 80
An Xingmin asked An Jing to go back to the old house to add some popularity. He did so and was about to go home when he saw a sweaty night runner not far away.
What a coincidence, it’s that Bian Lu again.
An Jing felt amused, and at the same time, he was filled with the vigor and enthusiasm of Bian Lu during his speech. He turned on the 3D projection technology on the bracelet, looked at the transparent article that appeared, and pretended to be passing by as if nothing had happened.
Bian Lu also noticed him, and his mind couldn't help but think of Professor Tai's mockery of An Jing.
"An Jing, he actually has some personal abilities, but his private life is a bit... well, I don't dare to say much. After all, his father is powerful and controls the Blue Continent Undersea Base. Japanese men are nothing new these days. What do you think?"
Bian Lu's thoughts flew back, and his eyes passed over the waves of emotions.
"Mr. Bian, what a coincidence?" Then he was stopped by An Jing who was reading documents very seriously.
Bian Lu continued smiling and running in small, steady steps as he replied, "Yeah, what a coincidence, haha."
"I see you're sweating all over. Are you thirsty? Come to my house and sit for a while." An Jing took a step to the right as if inadvertently, and stopped Bian Lu from running away without paying attention to him.
"..." Bian Lu sensed a hint of danger in his expression. Perhaps it was a fear of a stranger's kindness, or perhaps it was the same feeling as when Wei, playing on the roadside, met Brother Jie and he said, "My house is quite big."
"No, I'm not thirsty." Bian Lu's attitude became tougher. "I haven't finished the 6 kilometers yet."
"Then we should arrange a time to get our car repaired together," An Jing added amiably, "Why not today? There's a 5S shop nearby."
“…” What was hit was not a car, but a bad relationship.
At this moment, Bian Lu was really afraid that he was a second-generation rich kid, so he would call a group of people to deal with him.
So they walked together.
Bian Lu stood side by side with An Jing, listening to him chattering like a leader in a meeting, but his mind was absent, thinking about the teacher's messy instructions.
"You've reached your current position thanks to a bit of luck and opportunity," Tai Jianguo said. He leaned closer and asked in a lowered voice, "Have you ever thought about taking a step forward and joining the central government?"
"The organization wants me to go to the A District community to do ideological and political and cultural propaganda work." Bian Lu answered honestly.
"You're a low-level civil servant, you've probably been screwed. You'll never get promoted again." Professor Tai snorted, crossed his legs, and flipped through the school newspaper. He scoffed, "You have military merit, and you're going to the community to do grassroots propaganda? Your boss is lucky to have come up with that."
"If you ask me, the school is still better. You might as well have stayed at Lan University. With your GPA, you were sure to get into graduate school, and eventually stay on campus to become a cultural course teacher. Wouldn't that have secured your life for the rest of your life? Graduate students get housing subsidies, and you also have the generally accepted job that pays well, has little work, and is not a chore: university teacher. ——But you insisted on taking a detour."
With the universalization of education and the popularization of undergraduate education, the current employment opportunities have naturally risen. What's more, in schools, which are places for teaching and educating people, the requirements for academic qualifications are not the highest, but only higher.
Schools have given contemporary young men the identity of scholars and the confidence of intellectuals. However, those who can participate in the top-level design of society and can truly make a living with their pens are often a minority.
Bian Lu smiled bitterly after hearing this.
Just because he really hates exams, and being able to persevere doesn't mean he likes it.
He was, of course, deeply moved and honored. Teacher Tai had already taken a liking to him when he was still a university student. They hadn't spoken much in the real world, but this heartfelt exchange of words had truly served as a guiding light for him.
"Holding a gun is one of my dreams." Bian Lu suddenly changed the subject, straightening his cuffs, and explained, "Don't they say that being a soldier is a temporary regret, but not being one is a lifetime regret."
"You're quite open-minded." Tai Jianguo glanced at Bian Lu. Still looking at the magazine, he looked at the handsome young man and asked, "Are you in a relationship?"
Bian Lu seemed to be amused and shook his head: "No. No money."
"As expected, as society continues to develop, you young people don't want to get married anymore." Tai Jianguo took a sip of water and let the heat blur the frame of his lenses. He held the glass for a long time without saying a word.
This made Bian Lu look up and ask, "Teacher, just say what you want to say."
"Then I'll be frank. Finding a good wife can save you many years of hard work. Hahaha." Bian Lu blinked after hearing this.
Tai Jianguo displayed his usual straightforwardness and directness. He sat sideways and spoke in a gentle voice, "Next to Lanzhou University, past the Blue Star TV station is the Council Hall. Behind that is the government compound. Nine out of ten people coming in and out of there all day are people who could be on TV or at Renmin University. You know what I mean? Go hang out there more often, and you might just bump into someone you're meant to meet."
"..." These words came from the heart. Bian Lu laughed at first, then showed hesitation and embarrassment.
His thoughts flew back again, and Bian Lu seemed unhappy. He glanced at An Jing who was talking beside him, and thought, they are about the same age and have similar educational backgrounds. In short, Bian Lu doesn't think he is worse than him.
But it is obvious that An Jing lives a much more carefree and happy life than him because he has a good father.
An Jing seemed to notice his distraught state and asked, "Does being with me make you so uncomfortable?"
He smiled very ambiguously, and Bian Lu almost figured it out instantly. Damn, is he interested in me?
fuck men.
These three big words suddenly exploded in Bian Lu’s mind.
His face turned pale, but he pretended to be calm. His pupils were full of shock and disgust at how these second-generation officials could be so fond of this.
"No, I just feel like I've learned a lot, Teacher An." Bian Lu nodded, with a rather perfunctory and absent-minded attitude.
"How about going to my house for a drink of water?" An Jing pursed her lips and glanced at him without responding. Then she quickly walked back to the community and stood in a place with beautiful scenery to look at him.
It can only be viewed from a distance and not played with.
An Jing thought angrily and unwillingly.
Bian Lü's scalp tingled, and he thought to himself: Drink your water? Sleep with you? Oh my god! Oh my god! I've finally opened my eyes to the possibility of something like this happening. If I really agree, will he give me a promotion and wealth? However, I heard that they all use their butthole... Oh my god, my brain is about to explode.
However, since he is not as tall as me, he probably cannot beat me.
Bian Lu thought darkly, "It's true, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing your child. I don't want to go back to District F. My job has already been pre-selected. Damn! Pre-selected! Then why do we have to take the public exam? If I go home, won't all these years of study be wasted?"
"Are you going?" An Jing laughed. "I'm just going to sit for a while."
Bian Lu nodded hurriedly, revealing his honest demeanor, which was noticed by An Jing and made him even more amusing.
An Jing, from his light clothes, from his casual movements and breathing, sketched a perfect sculpture in his mind. He thought, if he had the skills, this man would become a work of art worthy of being displayed in a museum.
The two of them returned to the An family's old house together.
It was a large two-story villa, but no one lived there, so it felt rather empty. However, the various collections inside dazzled Bian Lu.
Today is definitely a day when the law is impacted and distorted by the so-called upper class. It is also a day when people's values are challenged and exploited.
"Your father..." Bian Lu was eager to do something. He put his hands on his chin and pretended to speak casually.
An Jing's eyes flashed with something strange, but he didn't show it. He simply led him into a study and casually flipped through the documents on the table. "My dad is a civil servant, very busy. I only see him a few times a year except on TV."
"Oh, yes, yes." Bian Lu nodded.
There were no family photos or anything like that in the house to prove their relationship, and Bian Lu became worried again, not wanting An Jing to see his true thoughts.
The two fell into silence. Bian Lu nodded and tactfully retreated. An Jing then took a glass of water and handed it to Bian Lu. He took it but hesitated to drink it.
Only when An Jing drank the water and his expression returned to normal did Bian Lu feel relieved. He almost forced a smile, thanked Teacher An for his kindness, and drank the water in a pretentious manner.
An Jing could see that Bian Lu was wary of him.
He laughed. "If there's nothing else, just consider it as making friends. Do you have anything else to say? Otherwise, let's call it a day."
"Oh?" Bian Lu looked up, startled. "Oh! Okay."
After saying that, Bian Lu nodded, opened the door hypocritically, and ran away the moment the door closed. He occasionally looked back, frowned, and looked at the window of An's house, making a sound of clenching grass with his mouth.
An Jing Duoxin took a quick look and saw Bian Lu giving him the middle finger, looking disgusted, and running away.
"..." Embarrassment swept over Teacher An again. He felt as if he was slapped in the face. At the same time, he had doubts, a kind of resistance that asked, "Did I really do something wrong?"
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This is District D. Due to Bian Lu's job transfer, he had to move to District A. As a second-tier city, it's less developed than District D, but still much better than those places in District F.
The Bian Lu family is from Area F.
"Oh my god, oh my god..." After rushing a long distance, Bian Lu suddenly felt sad. All the depression he had been feeling for a while came flooding back. He roared, "No wonder I lost my job! Idiot! Damn general's daughter! It was fucking pre-selected, right?! Pah! The Blue Continent government is rotten! The chief's son is a fucking homosexual! Disgusting!"
After yelling, Bian Lu fell into confusion and frustration again. He walked alone on the street, feeling depressed, and said bitterly: "Why... Yes, why? This world is so difficult. Is it really not possible to be an honest person and do things steadily?"
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