Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Just when Zhuge Qinuo didn't know how to continue the conversation, Mi Bei took the initiative to speak again: "Were you talking about me with the makeup artist today?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "Well, I said you are aloof!"

"Are you aloof?" Mi Bei continued to ask.

"Are you aloof? I checked your Weibo, videos, and live broadcasts last night. Just treat it as a scene with you. Just brush up on your knowledge before the exam."

"Let me summarize. In the early days, I mean what I saw in this kind of public information, you were more like a little boy. Pretty and handsome. In fact, you had a lot of personality, but at the same time, you were a bit naughty and awkward like a child."

She made a fair assessment.

"Child?" Mi Bei obviously disagreed.

"I was talking about the early stage. Later on, the information you put up there didn't seem to be that frequent. This is more like how others see you now."

"When we first met yesterday, I felt that you were just a quiet person. Today during the day, I felt that you were really aloof, just like the person others described you to be."

"But now..."

Mibe: "How is it now?"

"He is enthusiastic, kind-hearted and reliable." Zhuge Qinuo seized the opportunity to praise him.

Zhuge Qinuo: "You told me you were 24, but I looked at your personal information on Weibo and you are only 23. You are so young, you must have experienced something to become like this. So what made you go from a cute and warm man to the taciturn person you are now?"

Mibei: "Am I small?"

"Aren't you still young? In my mind, people of this age should be very unrestrained and free. But you, I feel, are not really cold or taciturn, but rather, restrained! Of course, not everyone is at the age of having fun at 23. Maybe you are actually quite lively, but just slow to warm up to strangers?" She was just expressing her thoughts sincerely.

"Slow to warm up? Slow to warm up!" Mi Bei repeated it twice and smiled.

"You look very beautiful when you smile, smile more often." Zhuge Qinuo praised sincerely, like a parent.

But it was true that Mibei's face was so beautiful that she couldn't help but praise it.

"Tell me about yourself!" Zhuge Qinuo wanted to continue this good atmosphere.

Mi Bei: "Me? I don't have much to say. I've been posting all my posts on Weibo since my debut."

Zhuge Qinuo: "What about before?"

Mi Bei: "When I was young, I was just like an ordinary kid. Later, I became a trainee. Later, I formed a group and debuted."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Ordinary? Impossible. When he was in school, he was at least a school idol."

Mi Bei: "Then you must be the school beauty."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Thank you for your praise! Have you ever been a trainee?"

"It seems that you haven't made up for your shortcomings thoroughly enough." Zhuge Qinuo was speechless for a moment when he didn't expect Mi Bei to fight back.

"After all, it's just a last-minute cram session! Okay, I'll keep working hard." It's not that Zhuge Qinuo didn't know that he had been a trainee, but she didn't know what this often seen yet unfamiliar word meant.

The two chatted with each other, although Zhuge Qinuo still talked more and Mi Bei was as concise as always, but at least there was interaction and it wasn't dull. For someone who is not good at chatting and someone who basically can't chat, this is already a very good way to get along.

The two finally drove to the door of the training class run by Zhuge Qinuo.

Mibei: “Do you have a mask?”

Zhuge Qinuo knew why he needed a mask, because neither of them had properly removed their makeup: "Yes, but I don't have that internet celebrity mask anymore."

Mi Bei: “It’s okay.” He took the mask and was about to open the door to go out.

"Wait a minute, I have an umbrella." Zhuge Qinuo said, holding an umbrella and got out of the car and came to Mibei.

The rain was still quite heavy. When she handed the umbrella to Mi Bei, she clearly felt a chill on her back.

They walked a few steps, and then she felt the height difference of more than 20 centimeters. She held the umbrella high and tried to keep a distance from Mi Bei.

"Let me do it!"

Mi Bei took the umbrella with one hand and tilted it towards her. With the other hand, he went around her back, clenched his fist, and leaned on Zhuge Qinuo's other shoulder, pulling her closer to him, vaguely close to his body. He didn't hug her, but just fixed their positions so that they could avoid the rain as much as possible in the small space under the umbrella.

Very gentlemanly, but it made Zhuge distracted for a long time.

She had no idea how she had walked the short 20 meters. She had already imagined an idol drama in her mind. She wished she was 10 years younger, and was by his side, protected by him like this. This would definitely be an enviable love story.

It was not until he saw Mi Bei closing her umbrella that Zhuge Qinuo realized that he had been distracted.

"It's raining so hard that I'm still wet." She said with some apology. She felt Mi Bei protected her very well, but she still got her shoes and socks wet. Mi Bei could imagine how she felt.

"It's better than nothing." Mi Bei handed her the umbrella.

Zhuge Qinuo took the umbrella, glanced at Mi Bei who was wearing a light blue mask, and chuckled: "Young and handsome guys are good. They look very fashionable wearing such an ugly mask."

"Where?" Mi Bei didn't respond at all. The mask couldn't cover his eyes, and she clearly saw a roll of his eyes.

She finally kept silent. Now was not the time to be obsessed with love. The thing she had to face had finally come.

Take Mibei into the training center.

"Xiao Nuo? Why are you back? There's a typhoon and heavy rain outside." Her Wu Shu was very surprised, "You finally felt guilty and missed me, didn't you?"

"What's that expression on your face? What's that tone? Also, what's going on? Why is there no one here? This campus closed down after such a small incident?" Zhuge Qinuo was also very surprised. There was no one in the training center except for a few teachers. He also made a joke based on what Wu Shu said.

"What happened?" she asked then, finally getting serious.

Wu Shu: "Didn't you receive the message?"

Shake his head.

Wu Shu: "We called you but you didn't answer. We said in the WeChat message that everything was fine and it was a misunderstanding. We thought you received it and you wouldn't come back in such a storm."

Zhuge Qinuo was confused: "Where are the students? Misunderstanding? What's going on?"

"It's a typhoon today, and we've already announced that classes will be suspended. The girl's parents didn't tell her family, but her grandparents were already on their way to bring her here. Her parents privately agreed with Teacher Xiaoxue that since they're here once, they might as well give her a class. Teacher Xiaoxue was kind-hearted, and it wasn't easy for the two elderly people to bring her here so actively, so she agreed. But the child fainted not long after her grandparents brought her here. We were all very anxious, so we sent her directly to the hospital. We didn't expect her grandparents to come and make a fuss."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Let's get to the point. What happened? Why did you faint as soon as you got here?"

"Oh, it's heat stroke. The doctor said it's probably been going on for a few days. I just couldn't hold on any longer today. You said it's impossible to get heat stroke here. Just now, my grandparents came to apologize, and my parents came to thank me."

Wu Shu explained the matter very clearly.