"Jiang Cheng, Big Brother.
I have something to tell you. "Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't respond, Zhao Qian immediately asked.
He realized that now was the best time, so when Jiang Cheng turned his head, he continued, "I want to worship you as my teacher."
As soon as the words came out, Zhao Qian immediately realized that something was wrong. When you need help from others, your tone must be gentle and polite. Just now, Zhao Qian's words were not very polite.
"Big Brother Jiang Cheng, I want to worship you as my teacher. I really admire you so much. You must accept me as your teacher. "Zhao Qian used the word" you "three times in a row, which had the opposite effect.
"No." Jiang Cheng directly refused.
"Why?" Zhao Qian didn't think and changed the topic.
Jiang Cheng lowered his head and didn't directly answer Zhao Qian's question.
"Why doesn't Big Brother Jiang Cheng accept me as a disciple? Was I not polite enough just now? How can I be polite? "Zhao Qian thought in his heart.
Just as Jiang Cheng raised his head, a familiar figure passed by him.
The person suddenly stopped and stopped behind Jiang Cheng.
"Isn't this Dong Zhaocheng?" Amossian Poetry murmured.
"Yes, this is Dong Zhaocheng." Amossian Poetry suddenly raised her voice and shouted.
"Dong Zhaocheng, why are you like this?" When Amossian Poetry spoke for the second time, Jiang Cheng noticed that Amossian Poetry was standing behind him.
Immediately, Jiang Cheng shifted his gaze to Amossian Poetry and said to the latter, "Why are you here?"
"This is what I want to ask you!" Amossian Poetry frowned and then said to Jiang Cheng, "Why is Dong Zhaocheng like this? Did you hurt him? "
Amossian Poetry's words hit the key point. Jiang Cheng lowered his head and didn't answer Amossian Poetry's words.
"Big Brother Jiang Cheng, what do you think?" Zhao Qian put his hand on Jiang Cheng's shoulder and patted it twice. Perhaps because Zhao Qian was too excited, the two pats didn't have any strength at all and hurt Jiang Cheng.
"You!" Jiang Cheng suddenly shook his head and glared at Zhao Qian. It seemed that he was very angry. There was no doubt about it.
When Zhao Qian saw this, his mouth seemed to be zipped up. There was no gap at all, and he didn't make a sound.
"That's right." Jiang Cheng's eyebrows relaxed and turned to look at Amossian Poetry.
But the moment he turned his head, the expression on his face suddenly turned pale.
"Amossian Poetry, you don't know, just now …" Jiang Cheng cried and said to Amossian Poetry.
"Just now? What happened just now? "Amossian Poetry asked anxiously.
"Just now, Dong Zhaocheng was beaten by someone, and then …" Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped halfway, as if he was deliberately waiting for Amossian Poetry to ask a question.
"Then what?" Amossian Poetry frowned and asked Jiang Cheng.
It seemed that Amossian Poetry was very worried about Dong Zhaocheng's life and death.
If Dong Zhaocheng died, Amossian Poetry would have failed in her duty. From this point of view, Amo Sangshi's anxiousness was reasonable.
When Jiang Cheng was about to answer, Zhao Hai caught up from behind. He wiped his tears and sniffled. He came to Amossian Poetry's side and said, "Then the two of us saved him from the bad guys, otherwise …"
Zhao followed suit, deliberately stopping in the middle of his speech.
But this time, before Amossian Poetry could ask a question, Jiang Cheng continued, "Otherwise, Dong Zhaocheng would have died!"
"Yes, he almost died," Zhao Hai continued when Jiang Cheng's voice had just stopped and had not completely disappeared.
The cooperation between the two was almost flawless and seamless, which made Zhao Qian, who was watching from the side, fascinated.
"When did Brother Zhao Hai and Brother Jiang Cheng plan this scene? Why didn't I know? "Zhao Qian murmured.
Suddenly, Zhao Hai rushed in front of Zhao Qian, blocking Amossian Poetry's line of sight.
First, Zhao Hai glared at Zhao Qian, and then he reminded, "Don't speak."
"Oh!" Zhao Qian replied. Originally, on such an occasion, Zhao Qian didn't have any chance to speak. Zhao Hai's reminder could be said to be useless. There was no need to say anything at all.
"Got it," Zhao Qian replied, in order to make Zhao Hai trust him more.
"En." Zhao Hai nodded, then immediately turned around and looked at Amossian Poetry.
After listening to Jiang Cheng and Zhao Hai's conversation, Amossian Poetry's nose became extremely red. In the blink of an eye, she would definitely cry.
As expected, Amossian Poetry raised her head, opened her arms, and hugged Dong Zhaocheng.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been attacked by others. "Amossian Poetry said while crying, as if this matter was her fault from the beginning to the end.
Jiang Cheng was a little embarrassed listening at the side. "It's quite embarrassing. But who asked me and Zhao Hai to have the best tacit understanding in the world?"
Jiang Cheng turned his gaze and looked at Zhao Hai. Both of them laughed at the same time. There was a thought-provoking smile at the corner of their mouths. There was only a posture, but no sound.
Only Zhao Qian noticed this kind of secret joy. However, it was useless even if Zhao Qian noticed it. He couldn't say it. Moreover, he didn't need to say it.
Amossian Poetry and Zhao Qian were strangers. They didn't know each other. Zhao Qian didn't need to sacrifice himself to remind others.
Because once he said it, Zhao Hai would definitely beat him up. He couldn't escape this. Zhao Hai had already reminded him.
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Suddenly, Zhao Hai's expression became serious. He turned his head and reminded Zhao Xiao, "You're not allowed to say it, okay?"
"I know, I know. Do you think I'm a talkative person? Like a gossiper on the street? "Zhao Qian replied to Zhao Hai.
"Oh? You've been to the street? Do you know that there's a title of gossiper? "Zhao Hai asked jokingly.
"I haven't been there. I just heard about it on the Internet." Zhao Qian said to Zhao Hai.
"It's no wonder. You're a rich kid. You must have rarely been to this kind of place." Zhao Hai said with a smile.
"When you go on the street, you must be surrounded by bodyguards in all directions, right?" Without waiting for Zhao Qian to speak, Zhao Hai continued.
"Who said that?" Zhao Qian retorted.
"I'm not a rich kid at all." Zhao Qian continued.
But this sentence attracted Jiang Cheng's attention. It could be said that it scared Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's face suddenly changed. He was abnormally serious. He pushed away Amossian Poetry's body and threw Dong Zhaocheng to Amossian Poetry.
"You cry slowly here. I'm going to ask Zhao Qian." Jiang Cheng looked at Amossian Poetry's red eyes and murmured in his heart. He didn't say it out loud.
When he came to Zhao Hai's side, he found that Zhao Qian was gone.
"Eh? Where's Zhao Qian? "Jiang Cheng asked inexplicably.
"Him? Behind me. Didn't you see him? "Zhao Hai said to Jiang Cheng.
Zhao Qian stomped his feet and complained, "Didn't I tell you not to say it? Brother Zhao Hai, you don't keep your word. "
"Why would I talk about my word with you? How long have we known each other? Am I familiar with you? Or am I familiar with Jiang Cheng? "Zhao Hai suddenly left, leaving Zhao Qian standing there alone.
"Why are you so afraid?" Jiang Cheng asked inexplicably. It seemed that he hadn't discovered the reason for Zhao Qian's fear.
In fact, Zhao Hai was closest to Zhao Qian, but similarly, he didn't discover the reason for Zhao Qian's fear.
"Brother Jiang Cheng, don't hit me." Zhao Qian didn't dare to look at Jiang Cheng. His mouth twitched as he said this.
"Why would I hit you?" Jiang Cheng was suddenly confused. He couldn't figure out what Zhao Qian meant by his words.
"I never thought of hitting you!" Jiang Cheng continued.
"Really?" Zhao Qian's eyes widened. A strong light shot out from his eyes. He immediately looked at Jiang Cheng.
"F * ck." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but take two steps back. It seemed that he was affected by Zhao Qian's reaction.
"Why are you so agitated?" Jiang Cheng asked, puzzled.
"By the way." Jiang Cheng seemed to think of something. The surprised expression on his face disappeared without a trace. He then said, "You are not a rich second generation?"
"Uh …" Zhao Qian didn't dare to answer this question. From his hesitant look, Jiang Cheng could already know the real answer to the matter.
"Why didn't you tell us in advance?" Jiang Cheng glared at Zhao Qian and asked.
"But I never said that I was from a rich family!" Zhao Qian replied.
"You!" Jiang Cheng was so angry that he scratched his head. He just planned to extort a sum of money from Zhao Qian, but now that he heard this news, he wasn't prepared at all.
"I just planned to accept Zhao Qian as an apprentice, and then let him pay the entrance fee of one million US dollars, but … but there are no buts." Jiang Cheng suddenly turned his head and said the last sentence to Zhao Qian, "There is no more apprenticeship."
"What?" Zhao Qian was surprised.
He didn't expect that Jiang Cheng would once again refuse his proposal of apprenticeship.
Moreover, he refused it when he didn't have any reaction.
"Why?" Zhao Qian asked Jiang Cheng reflexively.
"You still don't know?" Not waiting for Jiang Cheng's answer, Zhao Hai interrupted.
Zhao Qian looked at Zhao Hai with a puzzled look. He asked the latter, "Brother Zhao Hai, do you know the reason?"
"Of course, I know." Zhao Hai said with a smile.
Immediately, Zhao Hai also turned his back to Zhao Qian and walked away.
"Brother Zhao Hai, you haven't told me the reason yet.
What is it? "Zhao Qian asked hurriedly.
Zhao Hai raised his arm high and made a gesture of love on his fingers. It was a gesture made by crossing his index finger and thumb.
The early interpretation of this gesture was money. What Zhao Hai wanted to express was money.
"What? Love? Does Brother Jiang Cheng think that I, Zhao Qian, have no love? "Zhao Qian scratched his head and murmured," Is that really the case? "
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