Remember in a second【】

The suddenly indifferent tone brought Jiang Yao back to his senses.

look up.

The appearance of the young man leaning over his desk to write the topic without squinting overlaps with the alienation of the first meeting.

Miss Jiang suddenly panicked.

She twisted the corners of her clothes with both hands, quite at a loss.

He caught a glimpse of the book on stock trading.

She said cautiously: "Can you write later?"

The boy seemed to have never heard of it.

The writing speed is blindingly fast.

Jiang Yao, "..."

Gan!

Suddenly there is a feeling of going back to before liberation, what's going on?

Annoyed on her pretty face.

She angrily raised her right hand and hit her left twice.

Make you cry cry cry cry!

Is the car overturned now? !

Jiang Yao had a mournful face.

The crisp slapping sound unexpectedly made Yan Zhi stop writing.

Turn your head away.

There is no wave in the cold peach blossom eyes.

The boy still didn't speak, but it was enough to surprise Jiang Yao.

"I've prepared that book for you for a long time, will you accept it?" Jiang Yao spoke hastily, speaking faster than usual.

She is tense.

Yan Zhi followed her gaze.

It was Jiang Yao who cried and didn't forget the book that was handed to him.

paused.

Finally reached out and picked it up.

Jiang Yao's eyes lit up.

Ahhh!

I almost thought that Yan Zhi was going to refuse!

Seeing that the boy didn't have anything to say, she subconsciously said, "You, look through it!"

The expectation that touched the eyes of the little girl.

Yan Zhi compromised again.

Look at the book in your hand.

The cover of the book is wrapped in brown-yellow kraft paper, so you can't tell what it's about at first glance.

Then flipped down.

The second page.

The title of the book written in willow script is flying and flying, and the two words in it made Yan Zhi's eyes flash.

The slender fingers continued to brush the pages of the book.

The more you scroll down, the more surprised you are.

He shut the book abruptly, and handed it to Jiang Yao with a solemn expression, "Put it away."

Although he has never learned this kind of knowledge, the notes inside are detailed and easy to understand, and he can understand the contents after a few cursory glances.

That alone.

Yan Zhi knew that this book was good.

Jiang Yao looked at the book handed in front of her and shook her head decisively: "No, it's for you!"

joke.

After finally finding a way for Yan Zhi to make a fortune, how could she take it back.

Yan Zhi: "This book is too precious."

Jiang Yao waved her hand indifferently: "Only in the right hands can its value be realized."

The boy was silent.

A gust of wind blows outside, rolling off the dead leaves from the treetops and branches, embedding them in the mud and waiting quietly to become the nourishment of the tree.

Jiang Yao looked at the young man still pursing his lips tightly, and explained: "I have always been insensitive to data, and this line and that line in it are still bending back and forth, which gives me a headache."

After a pause, he continued, "This is specially prepared for you."

I deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the two words.

Jiang Yao's original intention was to let Yan Zhi accept it.

But seeing the seriousness on the boy's face, she felt that she had made a mistake.

really.

The next second, Yan Zhi said in a cold voice: "It's not worth it for me."

Put the book on Jiang Yao's table.

Miss Jiang suddenly became angry, she glared fiercely and said, "You deserve it!"

The three words resounded loudly.

Yan Zhi's heart trembled.

He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

"Stop saying you're not worth it!"

Jiang Yao put away that aggressive look, and looked seriously: "In my opinion, you are worth everything in this world, because...you are the best Yan Zhi in the world!"

The heart was pounded violently.

The wall of Yan Zhi's heart that he built not long ago collapsed.

Think about it.

He raised his eyelids and looked back at the little girl's deer eyes with the same seriousness, the traces of crying gradually faded.

Stare for a few seconds.

"Why didn't you tell me why you were crying?"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^

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