I really don't want to make a choice

"You drive slower on the way back?"

After dinner, Han Lang drove Lan Feier to the door of his house on a motorcycle.

After the woman got out of the car, she was a little reluctant to part.

Staying with the people you like, you will never feel tired.

The beginning of love, both men and women are like this.

"Yeah! I'll miss you!"

Han Lang said with a smile.

Then, taking advantage of the situation, he moved his right cheek forward.

Lan Feier looked around, but there was no one around. She quickly kissed Han Lang's right cheek, turned and left with a blushing face.

Looking at the back of Lan Feier leaving in a hurry, Han Lang smiled.

He pedaled his motorcycle, put on his helmet, and prepared to return to Hanjiaba.

He hasn't communicated with Lao Zha yet about filling in his volunteers to go to Fudan.

As for his own parents, Han Lang wasn't worried, he felt that he would definitely be able to handle it.

But at the school, a Qingbei student finally came out, but he didn't go.

Fudan is not bad, but his reputation is somewhat inferior.

It seems that I still need to find some excuses to satisfy the school.

"Why did you come back so late?"

After arriving home, Pan Xiuxiu said to her son.

"I'll text you this time, saying I won't be back for dinner."

"After graduating from high school, it is inevitable that there will be good classmates. There will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future. It is normal to get together."

Han Lang smiled and said.

Pan Xiuxiu didn't speak again.

"Your father asked you if you finished your school work, do you want to travel to Sioux City, and then we will come back together, hold a school entrance banquet, and then send you to university."

Pan Xiuxiu paused for a while before speaking.

"I'm too busy. I've signed up to learn how to drive. The company contacted me again. There is another project that I need to participate in, and I will be paid."

"About fifty to sixty thousand, but it takes a lot of brain power."

"So in the future, I may not be at home every day."

"You tell Lao Han not to be so tired, it's time to come back. I will pay for the school entrance banquet, and you will take the money."

Han Lang replied without hesitation.

Although some of the words here are lies.

But he can't help it.

I have to go to receive the prize next, the World Cup knockout match, and I have to buy lottery tickets to make money!

This project is no small feat.

In a place as backward as Hanjiaba, it is not easy to operate these.

There is also the fact that he bought a lottery ticket to get a big prize, Han Lang will never reveal it to anyone.I can't even kiss my own parents!

So next, how he converts the money into what he earns is very important.

But this can't be realized in the short term, it should be my plan after I go to college.

In the soil of Huai County, not to mention earning 100 million, it is [-]. For a person with no background like him, no one will believe it.

"I hear what you mean, you won't care about our asking for money in the future?"

Pan Xiuxiu said jokingly.

"Well, almost, I guess I will give you money in the future, so that Lao Han can stop working so hard and come back when you have nothing to do."

"When I make more money, the house will be rebuilt. Don't I bring my daughter-in-law back to see the ghost of the house and scare the girl away."

Han Lang said shamelessly.

Pan Xiuxiu was suddenly amused.

"Just like you, you are not in good shape. If any girl takes a fancy to you, I think it will be bad luck for eight lifetimes."

"Although I was admitted to a good university, I still have to study hard in the university. There is no rush to make money."

Whether the son's words are true or not, they are meant for them as parents.

But she can't get used to him, she has to talk about him.

Han Lang smiled, didn't speak any more, and then took a shower and went to his room.

Are you making an international joke, the girls who want to marry you line up from Harbin to Hainan Island, is it easy?

.........

On June 6, Han Lang went to find Lao Cha alone.

"Han Lang, do you have such an idea?"

"With your score, Qingbei is definitely the first choice."

"You are young and ignorant now."

When Han Lang said that he wanted to report to Fudan, Lao Cha immediately lost his composure.

Young people, they are just ignorant!capricious!

But how did he know what Han Lang was thinking.

"Teacher Cha, Fudan is not bad. The main reason is that Qingbei may not have enough points for the major I want to study, and Shanghai is close to home."

"For schools, grades are the most important thing."

"I got 680 in the exam and tied for No.3 in the county. This is enough to prove that you and the school are good at teaching."

"As for filling in volunteers, it is the student's own choice, and it is not in the school's control."

Han Lang explained with a smile.

And he came here today with two bottles of good wine and a pack of cigarettes.

"Have you told your dad about this?"

Old Cha asked again.

"I'm going to tell them tonight that they don't have much culture and don't understand much."

"The cigarettes and alcohol are the wages I earned from working part-time some time ago."

"This first salary should not be a good tribute to your teacher."

"Without your cultivation, I would not be where I am today."

Han Lang smiled and brought the cigarettes and wine to the table and said.

Lao Cha was overjoyed by Han Lang's rainbow fart.

This kid is about to grow up!

"I don't smoke, so I'll keep the wine, and you can take the cigarettes back for your dad to smoke. I don't dare to enjoy this first salary to myself."

Old Cha is also welcome.

In terms of worrying, he really worried Han Lang a lot.

This is also a wedding.

So you can not refuse.

"I bought them for my parents. Mr. Cha, I'm leaving first."

"Principal, please help me to talk about it carefully. I have really thought it through carefully, and I am not acting out of emotion."

Han Lang continued to speak, then turned and left.

Old Cha was helpless and just sighed.

The worry-free master will always be the worry-free master, even if he is admitted to Qingbei, he is still worry-free.

……

As soon as he walked out of Lao Cha's house, Han Lang's phone rang.

"You don't want to borrow money again, do you?"

Seeing that it was Chen Zhiqiang's call, Han Lang said directly.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Zhiqiang suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"Spending money for Wang Xiaohui?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Han Lang probably understood.

The other end of the phone still didn't speak.

"If I want to spend money for her, I can only say no."

"Brother, listen to my advice, you can't play with that woman."

Han Lang continued.

"She's not what you think."

"Do I know her, or do you know her?"

"Since we've talked about this, I won't borrow it if I don't borrow it. I don't ask you!"

Chen Zhiqiang hung up the phone directly, very stiff.

Han Lang felt a pain in the ass.

Mu De, borrowing money to pick up girls and be a licking dog, he is still reasonable! ! !

Just as Han Lang was about to start his motorcycle, he happened to meet Lao Cao.

"Yo, Eleven Lang."

"How is your novel, has it been published?"

When Lao Cao saw Han Lang, he walked over and asked with a smile.

"..."

Han Lang was speechless, that was made by Li Qiuzhu.

Young and strong do not work hard, the boss writes novels.

Writing novels has a promising future, and readers are all whoring for nothing, and they don't vote or give rewards...

"Mr. Cao, I'm still sorting out, and it's probably coming soon."

Han Lang could only follow along.

"Well, yes, I read you right, and I will send a copy to your instructor later."

"Which one should Qingbei choose?"

Lao Cao asked again.

Han Lang's score is now known to everyone in No. [-] Middle School.

"Do you think it is possible that I will choose Fudan?"

Han Lang said with a serious face.

"Niu Pi, I like your personality."

.........

Han Lang felt very speechless, this old Cao was not as good as himself, and he didn't know how to judge him as an excellent teacher.

"Let's go, I still have something to do, next time I will treat you to dinner and drink."

Han Lang didn't want to communicate with him too much.

"Don't do it next time, just do it today, I'm free."

Lao Cao shouted loudly behind Han Lang.

Han Lang pedaled his motorcycle and ran away with a whoosh.

Lao Cao smiled and said nothing, that's what a young man should be like. The grass grows like a bird, a little arrogant, even if he is occasionally domineering, why do he have to follow the rules...

(A few digressions: Today this chapter is finished in the early morning, and Chapter 2 is estimated to be posted at night, not at noon. I accompanied the client last night, and the client drank too much. I sent her to the hospital and came back late. Today, I should accompany her all day long. Customers, explain products in the morning and accompany customers to visit in the afternoon. So there is no time to write at all.

If there is no recommendation next week, it will be on the shelves on the 1st.There will be more updates at that time, and we will strive for [-]/day. I hope you will support us a lot!

Life is not easy, except for Shuai who is like Han Lang, other authors cannot compare with him, ashamed!

Writing this book is a lot of pressure. My wife chases the book every day, scolds me every day, eleven times a day, that's how Eleven Lang came to be.

To put it bluntly, I am writing a book with my life! ! !

If one day I don't update and I don't ask for leave, please remember to call 110 for me. )