Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

The old man kept talking:
"Do you know how my buddies laugh at me? They say I've spent half my life struggling and now I'm driving a used car to pick up my kid!"

"I raised you with my own hands and feet, and now you're trying to steal even a car!"

Jiang Yang verbally admitted his mistake.

He actually ignored the old man's words.

He got in the car and said he wouldn't do it again, but in reality he was determined to do it again. He'd grown too big for his britches and didn't respect his old man at all.

Just had this thought.

My mind went blank for a moment.

Suddenly, I clearly understood what Yang Chaoyue was thinking every time he told me he wouldn't do it again.

They definitely don't respect me.

That leap is truly awful!

He opened the [Swordsman 4] QQ group and sent a message: ["Chaoyue, ten yuan will be deducted from your salary this month!"]
Then, after replying to Liu Haochun's message on WeChat, he sent another message: "Has your fever gone down?"
Liu Haochun replied: ["My fever has subsided. Mai Mai took good care of me. The doctor said I should stay in the hospital for observation one more night. If there's no relapse, I can be discharged tomorrow."]
Jiang Yang typed: ["Okay, let me know if anything happens."]
At the top of the chat window with Liu Haochun, a message appears saying "The other party is typing," which disappears after a few seconds, then reappears, and then disappears again.

In the [Battle of the Girls 4] group, Yang Chaoyue sent a message: ["Why are you deducting my salary? Give me a reason, you bastard boss! @Jiang Yang."]
Open the group.

Below Yang Chaoyue's message was Tian Xiwei's message: ["Give me a reason, you bastard boss! @Jiang Yang."]
Zhao Jinmai commented: [“Xiwei is demanding an explanation from you, you scoundrel boss! @Jiangyang”]
Jiang Yang replied to Zhao Jinmai: [“What does this have to do with you? You’re not an employee of my company. Kids shouldn’t meddle in adults’ affairs.”]
Zhao Jinmai replied with a voice message.

Jiang Yang opened the app, held it to his ear, and heard Zhao Jin's loud, excited chatter. He shuddered in fright: "[I'm an adult now. I took care of Hao Chun all day at the hospital. I'm more reliable than any of those adults.]"
Jiang Yang typed back: [“What are you yelling about? My ears are ringing.”]
Zhao Jinmai sent a message: [“I’m getting desperate!”]
Then came another message from Zhao Jinmai: ["I'm taking charge of deducting Chaoyue's salary today! I want to work for your company; this lousy company can't function without me."]
Zhao Jinmai sent her third message: [“@All members, stop hiding, come out and chat.”]
Jiang Yang replied: [“How did you become an administrator in my company group? Who gave you that privilege?”]
Yang Chaoyue chimed in: ["I gave it to him."]
Zhao Jinmai ignored Jiang Yang and continued sending messages: ["I want to join Jiang Yang's company. Who agrees? Who disagrees? Let me know."]
Jiang Yang's lips twitched as he watched.

Mai Mai, the unofficial kid at the company, was the most troublesome in the company's internal group chat, but when his boss was criticized by Mai Mai, no one came to his aid.

I'm truly impressed.

Yang Chaoyue chimed in: [“I agree!”]
Tian Xiwei chimed in: [“I agree!”]
Zhao Jinmai typed: ["This lousy company has hardly anyone, it's sparsely populated."]
A message notification appeared in the group: Tian Xiwei invited Zhang Ruonan to join the group chat.

The old man stepped on the gas and drove the car out of the parking lot. He glanced at Jiang Yang and said, "You're looking at your phone as soon as you get back. Stop looking at it and put it away. Chat with someone. Looking at your phone will make you carsick."

Jiang Yang turned off the screen.

Put away your phone.

A bottle of iced cola was found in the glove compartment on the passenger side.

He knew it was prepared by the old man.

Although every time I see him drinking Coke, I say, "What the hell are you drinking? It's bad for your health."

But every time I come back from out of town, I still suppress the urge to yell at him and let him drink a bottle, because I know my son likes to drink this rubbish.

Let's talk about the publicity we've been doing in Beiping these past few days for the "A Little Reunion" campaign.

Liao released a new song.

I sang "The Sea of ​​Stars" for the old man.

The old man was greatly shocked and finally believed that the little turtle had musical talent.

The Corolla departed from the high-speed rail station and entered the inner ring expressway.

The elevated highways crisscross the area, and the light rail line 3 runs parallel to the cars, with lights on inside the carriages.

On the right is the Wudu North Station EMU Depot, where rows of white EMUs are lying down for maintenance.

The old man drives recklessly; his mother and sister are waiting for the family to have dinner together.

I drank half of the cola.

Before long, the old man brought up the topic of the Corolla he was driving and the Mercedes-Benz S-Class that Jiang Yang had taken: "I'm not trying to be mean, but you're a big star in Beiping and I'm driving a Corolla in Chongqing. Have you lost your conscience?"

Once the topic came up, the old man couldn't stop talking:
"The last time I drove this beat-up car to pick up your sister from school, it broke down halfway there, and the whole grade had to watch her dad push the car!"

"Your sister's deskmate's dad drives her around in a BMW, and you expect me to drive a Corolla? She won't even let me park in front of the school gate now!"

The old man took a deep drag on his cigarette and stubbed it out in the car ashtray: "Back in the day, I chased your mother in a Mercedes, and now I'm chasing buses in a Corolla. You son of a bitch, you've really done a great deed."

The phone vibrates.

I received a message from my sister: [“Brother, where are you? Dinner is ready.”]
Jiang Yang typed back: ["We're on the highway now. I have a question for you. I heard from my father that you think my Corolla isn't as good as your classmate's dad's BMW, so you won't let me park it in front of the school. Is that right?"]
Jiang Yueyue replied: ["Don't listen to his nonsense! He's never come to pick me up from school; I always walk home by myself."]
Jiang Yang glanced at the old man who was still rambling on.

I understand what happened.

At home, he couldn't handle those two women and was always bullied. He held back his anger and came to him to vent it.

Open Liu Haochun's chat box.

The message "The other party is typing" was still displayed at the top, then disappeared after a few seconds, and then reappeared.

Is there a problem?

It's been several minutes, why are you still typing?

My phone suddenly vibrated.

The typing indicator disappeared, and a message from Liu Haochun appeared: "Let me know you got home safely, okay?"
Jiang Yang just replied with a "yes".

Liu Haochun sent another message: "[I miss you.]"
The old man's voice was in my ear, still talking about his Mercedes: "You can drive my Mercedes S-Class, but did you check the tire pressure? Don't be like last time when you got a flat tire in this Corolla and had to call me for money in the middle of the night!"

Jiang Yang asked the old man for a cigarette.

Take a deep breath.

A text reply: ["I'm home now, I missed you too."]
He rolled down the car window and flicked his cigarette ash.

The car left the city of Wudu and headed towards Tongliang County.

The evening breeze blew in, dispersing the smell of smoke in the car.

The fog-shrouded city, illuminated by neon lights, loomed ever more distant in the rearview mirror, its reflection shimmering in the distance.

It also rejuvenated his heart, which was gradually aging beneath his youthful exterior.

Suddenly, I felt a touch of youth.

I also sent a message to Tian Xiwei: ["Xiwei, do you have evening self-study tonight?"]
Tian Xiwei replied: [“Nonsense, who do you think is like you, skipping class every day? I’m a good student.”]
Jiang Yang sent a message: ["I'm almost home. I'll pick you up after evening self-study."]
Tian Xiwei replied: ["Really? I just arrived at school, I'll go out for a walk in a bit."]
Jiang Yang typed: [“Aren’t you going to evening self-study?”]
Tian Xiwei replied: [“I’m not going, I’m skipping class!”]
Jiang Yang frowned: ["Nonsense, who taught you that? You're a good student."]
Tian Xiwei replied: [“I learned it from you!”]
……

Beiping.

Haidian District Hospital.

Liu Haochun lay on the hospital bed. The nurse came in again to take her temperature. Liu Haochun immediately stuffed Jiang Yang's new singer's manuscript under her pillow and pretended to fix her hair.

A thermometer was tucked under his armpit.

They were asked if they still had a headache, coughed up phlegm, and what color the phlegm was.

After confirming that Liu Haochun's symptoms had improved significantly, the nurse left.

The ward was quiet.

Liu Haochun's gaze was fixed on the message Jiang Yang had replied to her.

I stared at the words "I miss you too" for several minutes.

Realizing it was time to take her temperature, she pulled it out and shook it vigorously like she was shaking a cup of milk tea, her head bobbing up and down, a faint smile on her face. (End of Chapter)