Miao Aung Win is sitting on the observatory of the school.
The setting sun is like a burning meteor, falling slowly towards the sea of clouds in the distance, without a trace of wind, and the suspended clouds are like flames solidified by time.
Dulwich College is a British school that prides itself on being the suit's armor.
It is not so old-fashioned that some old European and American public schools, in the 21st century, still regard the Edwardian tuxedo with a small tail as the student uniform written in the school rules.
But their summer uniforms are still the same as those in Europe, equipped with shirts, ties, and single-breasted formal jackets embroidered with the school badge.
The three-piece suit is meticulous.
If one thing is missing, there is a lack of dignity.
This kind of school uniform can just show the demeanor of young gentlemen in high-latitude Europe.
In the hot season in Myanmar, it seems too hot.
Fortunately, the facilities in private schools are always the best. Every facility, including the constant-temperature air-film tennis hall, is equipped with high-power central air conditioning.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.
It is written in the book that there was no winter for the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in ancient Eastern Xia Dynasty. Amidst the accumulation of wealth and power, and the oppression and drive of the common people, the kings, princes and ministers had all seasons like spring.
And in tropical Myanmar.
Everything is reversed. There is no summer in the life of a truly wealthy family.
Their home has air conditioning on 24 hours a day, and the school also has air conditioning on all day long. There is a water bar selling iced drinks in the teaching building.
There are nannies and drivers driving special cars to pick you up every day.
You are in an old bus at the traffic light, wiping your sweat and looking at the Dulwich students wearing formal suits and skirts in the back row of the Volvo or BMW cars parked beside you.
Just looking at the clothes, you can feel the pressure brought by wealth.
One sky, two climates.
Distinct social classes.
This is the "noble" concept that Dulwich College wants to create.
The sweat that students in aristocratic schools need is the kind of sweat shed after a tennis lesson in a constant-temperature stadium at 20 degrees Celsius, rather than the kind of sweat caused by physical labor in the bright sun. Comes sweating profusely.
But.
Even though Dulwich College has a lot of money, there are still some areas that cannot be taken care of by the annual electricity bill, which is measured in millions of dollars.
For example, the observatory’s open-air platform for viewing craters and rings of Saturn does not have air conditioning.
Here you can see the bustling scenery around the entire school. The flowing golden Yangon River runs through the distance like a ribbon. Half of the horizon is the vast primitive jungle, and the other half is blue. sea. Nearby are the few commercial areas, restaurants, and shops in Yangon that can be called prosperous.
Introducing Dulwich College is to attract high-spending peopleGroup, an important part of municipal planning for purchasing surrounding real estate.
When the sun sets in the west and night completely covers the world, the bright neon lights that light up will be more sparkling than the Yangon River during the day.
The sky and the earth seem to be sandwiched between the Milky Way and the lights.
During the season when the temperature is pleasant, the observatory is also a date spot for young lovers on campus. Two people can read under the light and lean together to share music from a pair of headphones.
Compared with the reading room where love takes place, it is more romantic and pure, pure romance.
That kind of romance has never been for Miao Aung Win.
"Probably Gu Weijing and Sandnu have been here countless times. Maybe Kou Kou has also been here with her many male and female friends."
Miao Angwen Whenever he thought of this, he felt a strange tingling feeling in his chest.
On the contrary, he would often come to the empty rooftop on sultry evenings.
Kou Kou hates too strong sunlight, and dance advocates fair and jade-like skin. Too strong ultraviolet rays will damage her delicate skin color.
As a child of a poor family, the only cooling device in the bedroom is a second-hand fan.
Tolerating such sunshine is as natural as breathing.
Reality is the best teacher in life.
"You must not imitate his vanity, sticking a green onion in a pig's nose. Imitate others in wearing high-end dresses, but in the end you don't even know how to button them."
"That's what I earned. With just a few dollars, you act like a big-tailed wolf in front of everyone. Who knows where you got the money?"
"A dirty, ugly and wretched person like Miao Angwen"
< p>The isolation and indifference on campus, the buttons that were all tied up like an ignorant old hat at the dance, the slap in front of the school gate, the embarrassment during the interview.Zero zero total total.
Life never embraced it.
It is a cold bayonet, a sharp whip, and a jungle full of mire.
Whenever he has hopes and fantasies.
I use cold pain all the time to remind him, reminding Miao Angwen that he does not belong here, and that his romantic and ordinary life has nothing to do with him. It reminds him that his father used all his strength to achieve this goal. Push yourself to a platform like Dewei.
He must run forward without stopping for a moment and never stop.
Running, running, running, with great rage.
Until the day when you rush into the paradise with abundant water and grass.
So.
Miao Angwen likes to sit alone on the observatory under the scorching sun, with one leg crossed and one hand clasping his knees, like a monk doing special meditation in the Tantric Buddhism of the Western Regions.
This is the only romantic area on this campus that belongs to him.
The rooftop stone slab that is baked by the sun and can be used to spread eggs is his hot spring stone slab, which comes from underneath him.The heat and pain could calm the irritability and pain in his heart.
Thus bringing him enough peace.
It was the same today. Miao Angwin did not go to class in the afternoon. With Brother Hao’s help, it didn’t matter whether he attended ordinary classes or not.
He sat alone on the observatory for a long time, and his mind gradually calmed down.
It doesn’t matter.
Gu Weijing can never compare with himself.
The interview had some surprises, but overall, it was still within control. It was not a live broadcast. The recording team went back to edit and process it in post-production, and the material was still able to be used normally.
As for Kou Kou
If this is the price necessary for success, he is willing to accept it.
Love is too childish. It is something that only rich people are qualified to consider. In order to change his life, Miao Angwen has made up his mind to risk his life.
An unavailable girl.
What does it matter?
Miao Angwen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.
He stood up, sent a text message to his driver, and was about to go downstairs. Miao Angwen heard a whistling sound in the air, so he stopped again.
Close your eyes slightly.
That was the sound of a jet plane. Five kilometers away from Dewei is the Terminal 2 of Yangon International Airport. The alternate five-sided flight path for aircraft takeoff and landing happens to be from the west teaching area. passed through the sky.
The white Boeing 737 or Airbus A320 is like a huge whale, swimming low and low above his head. Occasionally, he will encounter a giant intercontinental airliner like the Boeing 747, with four Rolls-Royce engines. The roar of simultaneous work can make the observatory tremble slightly.
Every time this time.
Miao Aung Win would close his eyes like this. He had never seen African elephants migrating on the grassland, but in his imagination, that was what it felt like.
They took heavy steps and walked leisurely through the forest, advancing one kilometer after another.
The earth is also shaking slightly due to the movement of these giant creatures. The howling sound they make when rolling up their noses is more shocking than the roar of a jet airliner streaking across the sky.
"Gu Weijing, listen to this unstoppable voice of destiny."
Miao Angwen laughed silently, opening his arms as if to shake the surroundings All the shocks were embraced.
They are all elephants.
Myanmar is the country that respects elephants the most, is the gentlest, is also the most cruel and cold-blooded. It has the best safari parks, and elephants are treated like gods and are printed on every old coin.
At the same time, the forestry company has 5,000 working elephants as jungle porters. Overwork, disease and abuse have greatly accelerated their death rate.
The fate of people is very different, let alone the fate of elephants
Miao Angwen showed a smile on his lipsA very happy smile.
The moment Gu Weijing chooses to reject Brother Hao's invitation, he will be torn into pieces by an unstoppable fate.
"Mr. Miao, shall we go home now?"
He got off the observatory and walked out of the school gate. Someone immediately walked up to him and pulled away a dark car. Car door.
Today.
It is no longer Shamat, the delinquent from the No. 1 Middle School, who is following Miao Angwin. Brother Hao personally assigned manpower to him.
A capable man named Wu Qinlai.
Not only is he cautious in doing things, but he is also a top student in the law department of Yangon University.
Now he is Miao Angwen’s life assistant and contract lawyer.
Among them, Brother Hao must have someone to supervise his various financial and business contracts in the future to prevent Miao Ang Win from being blinded by money and having any unreasonable thoughts after his sudden fame.
But Brother Hao sent such a person to Miao Angwin as his younger brother, which also reflected the importance and love for Miao Angwin.
"Do you have any change with you?" Miao Angwen sat in the car, thought about it, and suddenly asked.
"Change"
Wu Qinlai, dressed as a well-dressed business elite, looked stunned.
But he didn't even ask why, he took his wallet out of his pocket and took out an emerald green credit card.
"Yoma Bank's foreign currency VIP credit card, Brother Hao applied for it for you."
The secretary handed this exquisite credit card to Miao Angwin with both hands.
"He said that you can use it for fun, and you don't have to ask him to spend it as you like. If the limit of one hundred thousand dollars is not enough, as long as it is not too much, I will just make another call."
p>"But recently, the police are keeping an eye on Brother Hao's manpower, and the limelight is tight. And you are about to debut as an artist, so I still suggest that if you want to play, it is best to go to us It's safer to play in your own place," Secretary Wu Qinlai reminded respectfully.
"Thank you Brother Hao for your trust."
Miao Angwen has become accustomed to the generosity of his boss.
Theoretically, the total price of the contract given to him by the Korean gallery for the newcomer is only 100,000 US dollars, and it also includes various performance target nodes. Only when all are completed can he receive the full payment.
This should have set a new record for young Yangon painters.
Whenever Brother Hao makes a move, it’s the same amount.
This credit card alone is worth a lot of money.
Yoma Bank is the commercial bank with the largest market share in Myanmar. Myanmar implements extremely strict foreign currency control policies. Theoretically, the total equivalent amount of foreign currencies held by individuals such as US dollars and euros cannot exceed the limit of US$2,000. .
However, many high-consumption places and foreign-funded hotels can directly use foreign currencies.
Therefore, this kind of foreign currency VIP credit card is very precious and extremely difficult to review. It can be used to enter and exit the cards of various airlines.VIP lounges, as well as free room upgrades at ultra-luxury hotels that cooperate with banks.
The number of the card in Miao Angwen’s hand is no000096.
In the entire Yangon, there should be no more than 300 credit card holders of the same level, and each one of them is a well-known dignitary in the business world.
He stared at this jade-like high-end credit card, which represented identity and status, thought for a few seconds, and then handed it back to Wu Qinlai.
"Angkor, please keep it for me first. I don't have anything that needs money recently. I will take the time to treat everyone to drinks in a few days. Besides, you may have misunderstood. The cash I want is a It doesn’t matter what the denomination is, but I don’t want U.S. dollars, the old Burmese currency, the one with the elephant on the back.”
This request stumped the secretary.
Brother Hao’s senior confidants have high incomes and high consumption. The kyat is worthless. The actual purchasing power of the largest 5,000 kyat banknote issued by the central bank is only 2 or 3 US dollars.
The denomination of the old version of Kyat is relatively small.
He rummaged through his pockets.
Finally, I found an old 50-kyat note from the driver’s glove box and handed it to Myo Aung Win.
"Mr. Miao, here you go."
Miao Aung Win held the note in front of his eyes and stared at the pattern of the sacred white elephant with exquisite shape and gorgeous accessories.
The value of this banknote in the international market is almost equal to that of waste paper, and it cannot even be exchanged for 1 cent.
Miao Angwen still looked so seriously, his eyes were affectionate and focused.
"Angkor, please pick up my dad. I would like to treat him to a meal tonight."
"Okay. Do you have any requests for a restaurant? Or just go directly Let's arrange it at Xihe Guild Hall." Wu Qinlai took out his notepad and prepared to make a phone call to arrange the trip.
“chiehabanero habanero pepper.” Myo Ang Win reported the name of a Mexican restaurant.
"Oh, is it in the embassy area?"
Wu Qinlai hesitated.
His mobile phone address book contains the contact information of most high-end restaurants in the city, but he has no special impression of the names that come out of his employer's mouth.
“No, it’s the one downstairs at the milk tea shop 50 meters west of the gate of Dulwich College, with the neon sign and burrito poster. I heard from my classmates that the chef is an old Vietnamese man.”< /p>
Miao Angwen smiled, "It's not a high-end Western restaurant. My rich classmates in school often gathered there for dinner and check-in. I used to be very envious. After reading for so many years, I have come from this restaurant countless times. In front of that restaurant, I walked over and took the bus, but I never went in."
He shrugged, "Is it convenient?"
"What's wrong with my son and his father?" It’s just food, we are legal citizens. So what if we are in front of plainclothes policemen. There will be no problem in terms of safety. Don’t worry, I can make arrangements.”
Wu Qinlai disdained.Shaking his head.
Little things like eating don’t matter at all.
The boss said it.
This matter will be over in two days, and those notes won’t stay around for long.
"Oh, by the way. If possible, when you pick up my dad, let a foreigner be the driver. Not Vietnamese, Thai or Japanese, but someone with blond hair and blue eyes who looks like a foreigner." It doesn’t matter if you’re male or female,” Miao Aung Win added.
"Uh, no problem, there are foreign waitresses at Xihe Club, they are very reliable."
Wu Qinlai has been with Brother Hao for so many years, but he has never seen any scenes of drunkenness and extravagance. Pass.
He was used to seeing big shots making all kinds of requests, and it was really unusual to arrange for a beautiful blonde lady to accompany them to dinner.
You can arrange for a pretty blonde and blue-eyed girl to come and work as a full-time driver. Even with Secretary Wu’s experience, it’s really a bit unreasonable.
But it doesn’t matter.
Mr. Miao is the popular newcomer that Brother Hao likes, and he wants to train him to become a real great artist.
Great artists are certainly qualified to be willful.
Brother Hao asked himself to be his assistant, and he could just comply with any request within reasonable limits.
There are very few things that Brother Hao can't do in this city. Not to mention looking at the elephant on the banknote, he likes to find a foreigner as a driver. Even if he wants to find a living elephant to be the driver and pull the cart for them.
Secretary Wu has a way to achieve it.
"It's trouble Angkor."
Miao Angwin folded the banknotes in his hand, put them into the breast pocket of his school uniform, and opened the door again, "Tell my dad, We'll meet in the restaurant at 650."
"Mr. Miao, you want to go out"
"Yes, I saw a friend from school, so you don't have to worry about me here. , it’s only two steps away, so I won’t have any trouble walking there.”
Miao Angwen waved his hand and closed the car door.
He stared at the figure across the street, crossed the road, and took the initiative to say hello.
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