Jiang Yan believes in Ai Qian, but it doesn't mean he has no doubts.

When Ai Qian was doing his hair, he asked, "Why did you pretend to be a poor student?"

Because it was not pretending before, it was really bad before...

It is estimated that no one will believe this, but it is not difficult for Ai Qian. As a writer of novels, isn't it easy to make up nonsense?

Ai Qian immediately put on an aggrieved look and said, "It's not because of my father."

Jiang Yan was obviously attracted by the nonsense, and asked, "What's going on?"

"You know, I don't have a mother, but a busy father who doesn't see her often." Ai Qian began to perform, "My father doesn't care about me, he only gives me money, and I want to be as rich as others." Dad accompanied me. So I deliberately did not pass the exam, and I caused trouble, just to let Dad pay more attention to me."

Leaving aside Jiang Yan, the barber teacher Tony was so touched that tears started to fall after cutting his hair, "It's so pitiful, so pitiful..."

Ai Qian quickly stopped her and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, what if your tears drip on his head and corrode his scalp?"

Tony wiped away his tears, then rolled his eyes at Essie and said, "It's annoying, her tears are not sulfuric acid."

Ai Qian was hit by his white eyes, and sat weakly by the side, taking a deep breath.

Jiang Yan found that the more he knew Yu Nuo, the more he loved her more. So what if she was so rich? Although my family is poor, my mother loves me very much and will take care of me meticulously. And Yu Nuo no longer has a mother, and her father often doesn't see each other. She must have suffered a lot to become like this.

"You..." Jiang Yan couldn't control himself, and said: "Why don't you come to my house for dinner, my mother cooks delicious food."

Ai Qian stared blankly at Jiang Yan, and she could see that Jiang Yan used a lot of courage to say this. If I reject him, it's hard to guarantee that he won't hold a grudge against me because of shame and anger, and launch revenge after many years...

Ai Qian thought about a bunch of messy things, Jiang Yan's eyes became darker and darker, he forced a smile and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to go, there is nothing good to eat anyway..."

"No." Ai Qian finally did not dare to refuse Jiang Yan, she said: "I was just thinking about what gift to bring."

Jiang Yan became happy in an instant. He looked at Ai Qian with bright eyes. Obviously nothing had changed, but Tony felt that his eyes were about to be blinded. It's nice to be young...

Jiang Yan couldn't help the corners of his mouth curved: "Don't be so troublesome, just go to have a meal."

"That won't work." Ai Qian said, "It's impolite not to bring a gift when you come to the door for the first time."

For some reason, Jiang Yan was so pleased by her first visit that he kept smiling throughout the haircut.

Ai Qian was also super happy watching, my hero is really handsome. Damn, there is a book in the back where the hero is the most beautiful man in the Three Realms, so how handsome is he?

The giraffe obediently said excitedly at the side: "Of course he is handsome and couldn't be more handsome. People like you the most for a host who likes to write about handsome guys..."

Ai Qian said in her heart: "Really? Is there anyone who doesn't like to write about handsome guys?"

Obediently frowning and saying: "For example, the authors of a certain point, they like to write about male protagonists with handsome features and handsome backs. It really feels contrary to me..."

Ai Qian imagined that scene, and suddenly couldn't sit still.

Obediently said again: "And the heroine's **** are super big, just like putting two shot puts, she wobbles and wobbles when she walks... The author himself really finds it hot when he sees it."

"..."

Ai Qian adjusted her sitting posture, and began to think about whether she had made such a mistake in her writing. Then she said with a guilty conscience: "Well... some readers often say that my articles are illogical, will this have any impact?"

"Don't worry, host." Obediently comforted: "Isn't it normal that there is no logic in brainless novels?"

Essie: "..."

After Jiang Yan came home, Jiang's mother was surprised when she saw his appearance, "What's wrong with your hair?"

Jiang Yan said shyly, "I got my hair done."

"Oh." As a mother, of course she could see that something was wrong with her son, but she didn't want to ask suspiciously.

At this time Jiang Yan said: "Mom, some classmates will come to eat at home tomorrow, you should buy more food."

The son is finally willing to take his classmates home for dinner. Of course, the mother is happy. He asked casually, "Is it a classmate who has a good relationship with you? Is it a male classmate?"

Jiang Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and then pretended to be calm and said: "Oh, no, it's a female classmate." After speaking, he went to the room.

Jiang's mother froze in place, she clearly saw her son's shy expression flashing past just now. She is someone who has experienced it, so she naturally knows what this expression represents. Like most parents, they are apprehensive about the changes their children experience at this age. Worrying about gains and losses, I don't know how the girl is doing, and I don't know if my son's grades will be affected.

After school the next afternoon, Ai Qian waited for Jiang Yan to leave with a fruit basket, and Jiang Yan went to the teacher's office.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Yu said, "Hey, are you going to visit a patient?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Ai Qian said: "Jiang Yan invited me to his house for dinner."

Zhou Yu said: "Eat a meal and bring a fruit basket, just like a little daughter-in-law visiting the house for the first time."

Ai Qian found that every time she couldn't say a few words to Zhou Yu, she would get angry. She punched Zhou Yu on the shoulder and said, "Why are you so stingy?"

This is Jiang Yan who came over, glanced at Zhou Yu, and then said to Ai Qian: "Let's go."

Zhou Yu followed up with a thick skin and said, "Why did you invite Yu Nuo to dinner? I'm also your classmate, why didn't you invite me?"

Jiang Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, Ai Qian hit Zhou Yu with a fruit basket like a meteor hammer, "Do you want shame? Do you want shame..."

In the end Zhou Yu still followed, and the three of them entered the small courtyard of Zhou Yu's rented house. Zhou Yu looked around and said, "Why is this courtyard so humid?"

Jiang Yan still didn't speak, Ai Qian stepped on Zhou Yu's foot, "Do you know how to be polite?"

"Are you here?" Jiang Yan's mother's voice came out, and then the door of the house was opened. Jiang Yan's mother saw Ai Qian at first sight, and then saw Zhou Yu.

"Are these all your classmates?" Jiang's mother wiped her hands and said, "Didn't you say that there is only one classmate here?"

Zhou Yu snatched the fruit basket from Ai Qian's hand, handed it over and said, "Auntie, we are here to disturb you."

"Hey, you still bring a fruit basket? What is this for, isn't it just a meal..."

Zhou Yu pushed Ai Qian and said, "Go, go in, what are you doing standing here?"

Ai Qian closed her eyes in pain, and began to recall how she wrote Zhou Yu back then. After thinking about it, I remember that I only wrote a few words about him. I chased Yu Nuo when I was in school with a cheerful personality, and later fell in love with the heroine?

Ai Qian looked at Zhou Yu who was talking non-stop and making Jiang Yan's mother amused. Isn't this a word that can be described as cheerful?

Ai Qian said apologetically to Jiang, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this guy to be so thick-skinned."

Jiang Yan shook his head and said, "Forget it, just come."

Jiang Yan's house is small, but very clean and tidy. Mother Jiang welcomed everyone into the house and said, "I don't know there are so many people, so I'll go cook something else."

Ai Qian smiled politely: "I'm sorry for the trouble, Auntie." Then she said to Zhou Yu: "Didn't you say that you are very capable, go and help Auntie."

Zhou Yu's expression froze for a moment, Jiang Yan couldn't help but hooked his lips, Zhou Yu said: "I don't know how to cook, and going in will cause trouble, why don't you help?"

Ai Qian said indifferently: "Because I can't either."

Jiang Yan took a teacup and poured Ai Qian a glass of water: "Drink some water."

As soon as Ai Qian thanked her, before she had time to drink, the water glass was taken away by Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu quickly took a sip and said, "I've come all this way, and I'm thirsty to death."

After finishing speaking, as if she realized that Ai Qian was staring at herself, she held the cup and said, "You want to drink too? Come, drink." After speaking, he handed the glass that he took a sip to Ai Qian.

Ai Qian refused with a black face: "No need, you can drink by yourself, be careful not to choke to death."

Zhou Yu smiled sweetly: "You really care about me~"

Ai Qian: "..." Did I really write such a shameless person? There must be something wrong.

Because he wanted to entertain Jiang Yan's classmates, he cooked several dishes for his mother. When Ai Qian ate the braised pork, she found that the taste was similar to that made by her mother.

Obediently explained: "Because the host automatically thought of his own mother's braised pork when writing about the hero's mother's braised pork, so the taste of the hero's mother's braised pork is so familiar."

Speaking of which, Essie's mood was complicated. She couldn't help thinking, what kind of food did she taste in the novels that she hadn't eaten before?

For example, when she was writing about the Dongpo spring dove stew in the palace, she had braised quail in mind, so it wouldn't taste like braised quail, would it?

Something was on her mind, and Ai Qian accidentally ate a few more chopsticks. Jiang Yan said: "Do you like braised pork?"

Ai Qian didn't even think about it: "This braised pork is delicious, and it tastes the same as my mother's."

Zhou Yu said casually: "Your mother passed away when you were two years old, did she cook braised pork for you when you were two years old?"

As soon as this remark came out, the air was suddenly quiet.

How can there be such an annoying person? Ai Qian clenched her fists and endured it, and finally told herself that this is Jiang Yan's house, and it's not good to do it here, so it took a long time to hold back. Jiang's mother felt a little regretful when she saw Zhou Yu finished speaking. She probably understood what was going on. For example, why Zhou Yu always had trouble with Ai Qian, for example, Jiang Yan only invited Ai Qian but two people came.