This day is Friday, and working people are about to have a good day without having to go to work the next day.

Set a fixed day every week for “Ergou won’t take a walk tonight”.

A great day for a date.

A good day that shouldn't be spent at home.

...a good day for watching a movie.

It was nearly 4:30 in the afternoon. The man who had been playing the game on the sofa all day got up from the sofa, took a shower, shaved, and changed into the white shirt and jeans that had been at the bottom of the closet for thousands of years. The only decoration of the white shirt was three red, white and black circular colored lines on the right sleeve of the white shirt, which made the whole white shirt look less B; the jeans were tailored to fit the body, slightly stuck at the ankles to expose the ankles, perfectly complementing the long legs that a tall man should have...

At 5:30 pm, the man stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his hairstyle. He took a selfie in front of the mirror, looked left and right, and then sent the photo to Jiang Yucheng——

【Jiang Yucheng: ??? I just woke up, what are you doing? Where are you going? Date? Are you in love? ……………………You are in love, the iron tree is in bloom!】

【Jiang Yucheng: What kind of girl did you do to fall in love with you? The first thing she asks when she wakes up in the morning is: Honey, which personality is online today?】

【Zhu Chuan: Look at this guy, isn't he handsome? Does he look manly?】

【Jiang Yucheng: ...You have a figure as tall as the Himalayas. Even if you wear a floral skirt, the effect you get is "a manly man in a pastoral skirt."】

【Jiang Yucheng: The fluttering white shirt makes me feel like I'm back in the days of F4. How does the song go: The sky is blue, the wind blows my white shirt, and my happiness is like a sail blowing in the wind...】

【Jiang Yucheng: ……………Hey, you are so happy, my friend? If this isn’t a date, where are you going?】

【Zhuchuan: I just asked you one question, and you answered "handsome" and that's it. Why do you have so much to say?】

【Zhuchuan: Not going anywhere.】

[Jiang Yucheng: You are dressed up to walk the red carpet at the Oscars, but you are not going anywhere? You are crazy, at least go out for a meal. Isn’t there a middle school near your home? Go there to release your excess hormones…]

Going out for dinner?

Why?

How long has it been since I ordered takeout?

Someone in my house cooks for me.

Looking at Jiang Yucheng's ignorant speech, who was completely in the dark, the man was in a good mood. He walked away from the mirror and sat back on the sofa. He typed half of the words "Someone cook for me", thought about it and deleted it, and directly replied to Jiang Yucheng with four mysterious words: You know nothing.

After Jiang Yucheng replied with a series of ellipsis, he didn't know which butterfly attracted his attention, and he never paid any attention to Zhuchuan again... It just so happened that Zhuchuan just wanted to find someone to compliment him on how handsome he was at the beginning, and now Jiang Yucheng had obviously completed his mission, so Zhuchuan let him go.

It was about 5:40 in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set.

The man, who was alone at home, changed about eight sitting positions while lying on the sofa, under the calm gaze of the dog. Finally, around half past six, he heard the sound of the gate in the yard. The man tensed up, threw away the mobile phone in his hand, grabbed a heavy book on the coffee table and opened it.

………………This was the scene Chu Li saw when she returned home: the man was sitting at home, dressed neatly, which was rare for him. He looked like he had just taken a shower. He was not playing with his mobile phone nor shaking his legs because he was hungry. Instead, he was leaning on the sofa with his head supported by one hand, crossing his legs, and quietly flipping through a foreign book with the book on his knees.

Plato's Republic.

The whole picture is static. The man's posture looks comfortable and lazy, with his slender fingertips resting on the slightly yellowed pages of the book... His eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow under his eyes, which trembled slightly as the pages of the book turned.

Like the wings of a black butterfly flapping ready to take flight.

——It’s a nice picture.

Chu Li: "..."

Nice graphics aside, what the hell is The Republic? So, are these guys finally crazy enough to consider building their own kingdom?

"Teacher, the original text of The Republic is in Greek. If you read the English version and then translate it into Chinese, the two languages ​​will separate your understanding of the original text, which will be filtered by the English translator's personal understanding and your own personal understanding," Chu Li stood on tiptoe to take off his slippers and put them on. "So when English is not the author's native language, it is better to read the Chinese translation honestly. After all, the translator is a professional. During the translation process, he will refer to a lot of materials and try his best to show the necessary "faithfulness, expressiveness and elegance" of translation. Compared with reading the English translation, the reader can get a more accurate and closer understanding of the original author's writing intention..."

'Zhuchuan: "..."

Chu Li put on her slippers and walked into the house.

The man sitting on the sofa closed the book in his hand with a "snap" with an expressionless face.

Chu Li glanced at him, put down her bag, took a colorful string from her wrist and tied her hair into a small bun, then walked to the kitchen while picking up her phone...

Zhuochuan stood up, threw away the book on his knees, and followed Chuli with a paralyzed face, staring at the small bun on the back of her head - like a duck's butt. Now he finally understood why the mentally retarded fat boy who sat next to him in elementary school liked to pull girls' pigtails so much...

The man stretched out his hand, bent down slightly, and fiddled with the little braid.

...It's prickly and a bit prickly, but it feels good.

The girl walking in front of him turned around and glared at him. The man retracted his hand and was about to say that he wanted to eat beef stew with potatoes tonight. But before he could make a sound, he saw her turn back quickly, grab the phone and use the voice function to talk to someone on the phone: "Teacher, the publishing contract has been drafted. I heard that you are in G City now. Why don't you come out tomorrow when you are free and pick it up and see what needs to be changed. I also received the fifth chapter. I took a look at it. The content is fine, but I feel that there is no climax in the plot-"

Zhuochuan stood behind her and pulled Chuli's braid again.

Chu Li said "Oops!" and his hand slipped, blurting out the unfinished words. He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the sly person standing behind him. The latter said seriously, "Who are you talking to?"

The voice is low and steady.

"...Teacher Jiang Yucheng." Chu Li slapped away the man's hand that was about to reach out, "Don't pull my braids, you want to do it!"

"What did you say to him?" The man said lazily, as if he didn't hear her complaint. "Tomorrow is your day off. Why don't you sleep in and deliver the contract? That guy likes to be picky. If you want to see him, you can't come back without wasting the whole day."

"The teacher doesn't have time to come to the editorial department to get the contract!"

"Send it to him. Send it to him."

The man was almost addicted to the little braids that girls wore at the beginning of their lives. After twenty years, he finally got the pleasure of pulling a girl's braid and listening to her complain.

"Why send express within the same city?"

Chu Li gave up completely on the man's meanness, glared at him and let him stand behind her like a door panel and fiddle with her hair - she simply picked up her phone and continued: "By the way, Yuanyue Society has issued two movie tickets. We will meet tomorrow anyway. If you are free, why not use them with me? I heard that it is the subject of the editor and the author..."

This time, the first ceremony was only half finished.

Because at this moment the person standing behind her suddenly increased the strength of his hands, and the fingertips that were originally playing with her hair suddenly stuffed into her hair and gently hooked it——

Chu Li was caught off guard and fell backwards, the back of her head hitting the man's strong chest, and the smell of clean soap penetrated into her nose!

She held the phone in one hand and could feel the man's chest rising and falling with his breathing. She stared at the pair of dark eyes hanging above her, but could not see any emotion leaking out from them. The man just said indifferently: "What movie tickets? Issued by Yuanyue Society? You and Jiang Yucheng are going to see it? Are you familiar with him? So familiar that you want to go to the movie?"