Is Queen of the Movies open today?

After a while, Xia Chan's phone vibrated a few more times.

At first, she didn't want to pay attention to it. She was really annoyed by the noise, so she took out her phone again.

He was the monitor of their high school. Seeing that Xia Chan hadn't spoken in the group, he asked her privately.

Xia Chan has a good relationship with him. They helped him play games a lot in high school. The two even participated in the city's math competition together. They are good buddies. Everyone in the group is basically sure that they will attend the class reunion. Xia Chan response.

"Got it, are you busy?"

"Tomorrow our class will have a reunion. I haven't seen you for a long time. Let's come out and get together."

"No matter what, you have to play a few more games with me."

"Got it?"

"..."

"Okay, I will take you flying." Xia Chan quickly typed a line on the keyboard and sent it, "Also, don't call me Zhizhi, monkey."

People who have not been in touch for many years, as long as they call each other's nickname, it seems that they have returned to the time when they were full of laughter and youth, and the distance between everyone has not changed at all.

"I thought you, a reporter from Xia University, had a lot of time to deal with and couldn't come. Sure enough, it was the one I knew." The class monitor came back with a smile, and suddenly remembered that Xia Chan took him to climb the first time he skipped class. school wall.

At that time, he just entered the game, he was still a novice, he was obsessed with playing, and he had no idea of ​​the heights of the world. He had an enmity with a tuba, and the other party made an appointment with him. level.

But the challenge books are all down, and the challenge must be accepted, so I thought of their high school "professional" acting as Xia Chan's substitute, and paid for their breakfast for a week in exchange for a fight.

That fierce battle was exciting and enjoyable, and he came out with a bit of fear of being caught because he skipped class. In short, his blood was boiling with enthusiasm, and he fell into the pit from then on.

Later, the two climbed over the wall and returned to the classroom before the next class, without any danger.

From then on, the two often made appointments to go to the Internet cafe to play games together. Xia Chan had no money, and most of the time it was he who paid for the Internet fee. In return, she forced him to become a master.

In those few years of exhausting study life, the only hope and joy was to spend a hearty hour in the Internet cafe. As long as you won the team battle or got some rare equipment, this hour was considered as enjoyable.

I was really happy at that time. I saved a few dollars every day, just to fight in the Internet cafe after school. At that time, the Internet cafe specially arranged a lookout for their students, and watched their school director approaching from a distance. They ran in to report the news, and they squatted under the computer desk. The director looked around and left without finding anyone. They got out from under the desk and continued to play.

It's a pity that now I am entangled in trivial matters every day. Although I have a computer at hand and no longer feel sorry for the few dollars spent on the Internet, I don't have that kind of happiness anymore.

There is no longer the feeling of running and laughing on the tree-lined road in school uniform, and seriously discussing what to do in the afternoon.

Maybe their teenage years have passed, and the oncoming ones are the bitterness and bitterness of adults.

But even so, the best group of them at that time reunited, recalling the bits and pieces of that time, even the most ordinary little things, can also affect the nerve deep in the heart.

The happiest group of people in this world are myself and my friends in their youth.

Not long after, the monitor sent the time and place of the reunion to Xia Chan's phone.

It happened to be Saturday, let's see if those game scumbags in the previous class have made any progress now.

Early on Saturday morning, Xia Chan appeared at the door of the agreed hotel, and now the squad leader at the lobby door saw her from afar and waved to her.

"Got it!"

The squad leader shouted angrily, causing people around to look sideways, and Xia Chan hurriedly covered her face with her hands.

It's a shame, it's still as badass as ever.

"All the classmates in our class are here, so I'll be waiting for you." The class monitor was still giggling, without any sense of distance, and joked as he walked, "Young women's college has changed, you know, you're not the wild girl you used to be." boy."

When she was in high school, her hair was not long, it was shoulder length, and she didn’t bother to go to the barber shop to get a haircut, so she just tied a small knot at the back of her head. Fortunately, her hair was soft and wouldn’t blow it up, but she didn’t go anywhere as a lady, she looked casual and hit Sexuality, plus her behavior is really not suitable for a lady, and she plays games more fiercely than a boy, so she gets along as a boy over time.

In fact, Xia Chan is not particularly keen on playing games. The reason why she has been addicted to it is mainly because of the high rewards for playing games on behalf of her.

Since junior high school, she has written homework for others, bought snacks for others, and performed exercises for signing in. She has tried all ways to make money, and it took a long time to find a way to make money so fast.

Thanks to her wit and quick reflexes, after practicing at home for a week, she can master almost any game.

Later, I became more proficient and made a lot of money. I no longer have to help others buy things and do homework.

She has never asked her family for living expenses, including sometimes paying for books by herself. The national nine-year compulsory education does not require tuition fees. She has never asked for money, and the two members of the family have never doubted that she is always outside No cost is why.

The squad leader took her into the private room, and when the door opened, there was a whole circle of people sitting in front of a big round table, all of whom were familiar faces, but after reacting for a long time, the name stopped on the lips, but they couldn't say it.

In this aspect of memory, Xia Chan is really lacking.

The squad leader saw her embarrassment, smiled, stood up to smooth things over, and introduced her familiar classmates to her under the guise of recalling the past.

"Do you remember, when you were at the front desk in the first year of high school, we secretly ate snacks in class, and our math teacher caught him on the podium to eat. He ate a class..."

"There is also this guy. At that time, I was chasing the classmate in the next class. I took the love letter to the next door during class. I didn't see the head teacher giving a lecture to the students in the next class. The head teacher heard the whole confession, and the love letter was read in front of our whole class. I read it again, and there are still typos..."

"..."

As soon as the embarrassing things about these people were mentioned, Xia Chan immediately recalled them. Familiar and young faces appeared in front of her, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Remember, I was the one who conceived your love letter for you."

"Isn't it? The head teacher called me sour and made fun of me for half a year."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A group of people were laughing when the monitor's cell phone rang. He looked down and got up quickly.

"Got it, you chat with them first, I'll pick up Li Xingyu."

A long-lost name suddenly came into Xia Chan's ears, before she realized who it was, someone reminded her first.

"Xia Chan, isn't Li Xingyu your old friend?"

It was only then that she remembered that Li Xingyu was the boy who moved from house to school in his third year of high school and gradually lost contact with her.

The person she once cherished so much in her teenage years.

Just as she was in a daze, the door of the private room was pushed open, and the squad leader brought Li Xingyu in. Xia Chan raised her head, followed the crowd, and focused on Li Xingyu who was behind the squad leader.

He is still the same as before, with a sunny smile, a little gentle and shy, and looks a little cute, making people think he is a good student at first sight.

Time has not turned him into the increasingly philistine appearance she imagined, he is still the same as before, with the same name as him.

Li Xingyu doesn't eat as well as she does in the class. He is taciturn, and only speaks a few more words when he is driven by her. Boys hang out together, the only entertainment is she brings him to play.

"Xingyu, you are familiar with Xia Chan, sit next to her." The squad leader put a chair next to Xia Chan, Li Xingyu sat down, and turned to look at Xia Chan.

"Long time no see, Xiaozhi."

"Long time no see." Xia Chan raised her eyes, raised her eyebrows and smiled, her face was calm, but there was something strange in her heart.

Everyone in the class called her Zhizhi, only he would gently add the word "small" in front of it.

Ever since the phone call she made to him disappeared, she knew that the distance between them was infinite, and in the end they could only return to being the most polite strangers, never before.

"Why didn't you call me later?" Li Xingyu frowned slightly, looking at her as if puzzled and complaining.

"I called you a few times, but no one answered, and then I gradually forgot about it." Xia Chan was a little surprised, obviously he himself stopped contacting her, so why blame her instead?

"Impossible." Li Xingyu refused almost subconsciously. After he finished speaking, he realized that he had overreacted. He pursed his lips and said, "I listen to the phone well. If you call, I will definitely hear you."

"You..." Xia Chan was annoyed for a moment. This person is much less cute than before. It's fine if he doesn't mention the past, but if he mentions it, he turns the truth upside down. She couldn't help but argue. "Li Xingyu, you should ask yourself the other way around, right?"

After a party, a long-standing conflict was resolved.

It turned out that the two people didn't alienate each other, they thought they were alienated from each other, just because Li Xingyu's mother unplugged the phone line.

The mother who loves her son like her life is worrying unfoundedly, and decides to strangle the idea of ​​her son's puppy love in the cradle, causing this misunderstanding.

"Hahahaha..." The squad leader was sitting next to Xia Chan. After listening to the whole process, he couldn't straighten up laughing, "Xingyu, have you never noticed that your phone line is disconnected?"

"I never noticed." Li Xingyujun blushed, he always thought that the phone at home was wireless, no wonder he couldn't make calls.

"You are so stupid hahahaha..."

The laughter was endless, and Xia Chan couldn't help laughing too.

The phone vibrated in her pocket, she picked it up and took a look, it was Gu Qinghui.

Xia Chan pursed her lips, turned sideways and picked up the phone.

"When will you be back?" The other party went straight in, with a slightly cold tone.

As soon as he heard what he said, Xia Chan knew that Xiao Bo had escaped to the next door through the window again.

Since the last time she was on a business trip and fostered Xiao Pa at Gu Qinghui's house, the kitten seemed to have accepted that she had two homes. From time to time, she would squeeze from the balcony to the balcony next door. No matter how she closed the balcony, it was useless.

"Oh, don't be angry, I'll go back after I've settled it here."