Glass man

, Later I got used to it, I would go wherever she went. "

"Is that why you came to join the troupe?"

"This is not. The troupe...is what I wanted to come first."

"Do you like acting too?"

"I haven't acted before, so I don't know. I can't act on stage like this, can I? It would be great if there were pantomime."

"Then why are you still here?"

"...I just often feel that if I get another name and another story on the stage, I will be a completely different person. It's not Luan Yu, it's just 'me'. Isn't it interesting to think this way? But then again , In this troupe, it seems that no one really treats the troupe as a place for acting, let alone treats drama as drama."

"What do you mean?"

"Look." She pointed to him, "what are you all doing?"

Cheng Jiang looked in confusion, but saw nothing.

"Sister Suimeng needs us because she has no way to have normal and long-term relationships with people in her circle. She must obtain basic interpersonal satisfaction from us... people who "need" her. Wei Shibin is under a lot of pressure at work, and he Need to relax. So does Wei Xizhui. And..."

Cheng Jiang listened to her thinking slowly in a daze, not understanding at all how she saw it.She didn't mention him, so he asked himself:

"what about me?"

Luan Yu glanced at him.

"You don't seem to know what you are here for. I always feel... there is a needle in your body, which guides you instead of planning your own direction. But I haven't seen you for a long time, who knows if it has changed. People It’s all about change.”

"How did you find out?" Cheng Jiang finally couldn't help asking.

Luan Yu smiled.

"People with big eyes like me are very observant."

"Do you observe anyone?"

"of course."

Cheng Jiang's heart suddenly moved.

"The man in the overcoat." He accurately found Shen Jiqing in the crowd, "What can you tell from him?"

"You embarrass me." Luan Yu complained with a smile, but he really focused on observing for a moment.Finally she said:

"Is that your friend? He doesn't seem very happy."

"unhappy?"

However, at this time there was a noisy sound coming from the stairway, the actors who had gathered together also took their positions, and Cynthia also came to look for him again.Soon, there were nearly thirty people in the relatively spacious basement, probably because it was heard that this was the last performance.Cheng Jiang carefully looked at Shen Jiqing's face and confirmed that there was a smile on it.

The show started soon.

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading patiently, bow~

☆、chapter68

The hoarse bagpipe sounded from behind the curtain. The first piece of music was a love song when the hero and heroine met for the first time. When the same singing voice sounded again four or ten minutes later, the stage setting was completely different.In the darkness, without piano accompaniment, the hero's hoarse voice sang stiffly.At first the voice was stable, but then it became slower and slower, and it stopped at the last half of the sentence, and it didn't pick up again.

The sound of the rainstorm roared, mixed with the sound of hard lumps falling on the rain-soaked mud, and finally the sound of wind and breathing stopped together.

The silence lasted only a few seconds, and the background music played again, but the singer became the heroine.The background was noisy for a while, accompanied by noisy congratulations on the newlyweds.The background sound gradually died down, the singing continued for a few more sentences before it ended, and the stage was lit up again.

The final husband of the heroine played by Fang Sheng has his back to the audience the whole time, and there are not many lines.The two sit center stage, discreetly exchanging a swaddled plastic baby.The heroine spoke a monologue with ups and downs of emotions, slowly returning to calm from grief and excitement.She concluded:

"Ah! I now have everything that makes me so happy."

The music was still lingering, but the stage went completely dark.When it was turned on again, several leading actors were already standing in the center of the stage arm in arm, bowing and thanking everyone.The audience, whose number of people matched the size of the room, applauded enthusiastically. You Lulu even blew a kiss in the direction of the audience, but she didn't know who it was.

Cheng Jiang turned his head amidst hilarity that did not match the tragedy of the story itself, and looked at Shen Jiqing who was also smiling.

But this time he felt inexplicably that the expression on the other party's face was a bit unnatural. He couldn't say what was wrong, but it was just unnatural.

"He doesn't seem very happy." That's what Luan Yu said just now.

Cheng Jiang looked down and found that Shen Jiqing's hand was shaking violently under the blue scarf.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

"It's okay," Shen Jiqing smiled anxiously, probably because seeing the movements of his hands, Cheng Jiang felt that his voice, which was not very clear under the noisy background sound, was also trembling. "My heart is very soft. I can't see the tragic story. In fact, I still can't accept the ending."

Cheng Jiang didn't know how to comfort him, so he gave him half a friendly hug.I said half because there were more people watching today than expected, so all the audience were tightly packed together.Cynthia was sitting on the "cushion" where Cheng Jiang's right leg and Shen Jiqing's left leg were next to each other and Cheng Jiang's scarf was spread, so Cheng Jiang's movements could not avoid her.Cynthia didn't understand the plot of the story, nor did she understand why the adult was a little depressed, so she leaned over and gave him a hug.

"Wow, I'm much better now." Shen Jiqing smiled.

The lights on the auditorium side were still dim, so Cheng Jiang couldn't see his expression clearly.And it wasn't until they went home and when he was lying on the bed that he suddenly remembered that the source of the plot leading to this tragic ending was the monologue written by Shen Jiqing, who is known as "doesn't like tragedies".

The day after watching the stage play was Cheng Jiang's birthday, and it was directly followed by Christmas Eve, so he and Cheng Yuegu usually spend their birthdays and festivals together.

Other people's Christmas is two days, only theirs is three days, and the small gifts for him are double.Cheng Yuegu likes to buy gifts that are beautifully packaged and the price is a bit higher than normal, but because his family is not rich, the things are often very small.But Shen Jiqing is different: his focus is on the practicality of the gift, whether it is big enough and bright in color.

For example, he gave him a pair of colorful ceramic bird storage jars last year, which are currently placed in the living room, where they are used to store buttons and some small odds and ends that Cheng Jiang doesn't know where to store them.

This year, Shen Jiqing adhered to his usual principles and gave him a large lake blue mohair scarf, which was so huge that it could directly replace a tablecloth.But the scarf was of good quality and looked warm at first glance, so Cheng Jiang carefully rolled it up and put it away, replacing the brown scarf he brought back from Lengwan, and planned to wear it whenever he went out before spring.

Although there is no Christmas holiday in China, everyone likes to celebrate Christmas too.

After breakfast, Cheng Jiang began to sit at the dining table and teach the other two people in the family to cut round festival ornaments: he removed the cardboard from various packaging boxes he had collected before, cut them into circles, and A dozen or so slits were cut on the edge of the cardboard, and the colored wool thread was twisted around.Cynthia couldn't touch the scissors, and she lost interest after messing around with the cardboard a few times, and there were only two people left on the table.

Cheng Jiang could make a colorful geometric multi-pointed star pattern by simply winding a few times, but Shen Jiqing couldn't make it after a long time of tossing, and soon gave up. It's that small of a gap."

So Shen Jiqing went to do the year-end cleaning of the house in person, diligently cleaning all the corners spotless, not even letting go of the keychains on the piano.Because he felt that the keychains were gathering dust, he untied them all one by one, and accidentally dropped several on the ground on the way.He bent down to pick it up, but for some reason, he picked it up and dropped it, picked it up and dropped it again, like a claw machine that has been adjusted to test its skills.

"What is a claw machine?"

When Cheng Jiang asked, he suddenly realized that he had said what he thought about again.

"It's just a small entertainment thing." He was stunned and then smiled, "I may take you two to play in the future, but I can't guarantee the success rate."

Now Cheng Jiang's mental state has improved a lot. Although he still has nightmares and depression sometimes, he is no longer as sickly in a trance and unstable as before.

He stayed at home and observed for another week. Seeing that there were no more hallucinations, he called the unit to terminate his sick leave in advance, and planned to continue working from the Monday that was Christmas Eve.At the same time, Cheng Jiang regained his spirit and took over the kitchen again.

The news was gratifying, so Shen Jiqing, who was kicked out and became the second person in charge of the family, happily resigned. She was in charge of helping Cheng Jiang when he was preparing steamed dumplings for birthdays and Christmas. Jiang is currently facing a small problem at work.

Cheng Jiang only signed a one-year contract with his unit, which ended around the beginning of February.This time point is not right, because most units still start recruiting in the period from July to September, and Cheng Jiang searched for a long time, but did not find other translation positions recruited at this time point.

Shen Jiqing gave him an analysis and said:

"That is to say, you have encountered a problem: your work visa is about to expire. The current two options are to sign with them for another year. The advantage is stability, and the disadvantage is also stability, because you will still face The same problem, but with your current qualifications, it is unlikely to change jobs, and this job is not suitable for you. The second is that you will not renew your visa and wait until June and July to apply for other jobs, but this way you It will be at least four months without a job, and it is very risky, because you may not be able to find a satisfactory job in June or July. Personally, I think..."

He spoke very quickly, the spoon in his hand was dangling as he spoke, and he stopped to take a breath after explaining Cheng Jiang's situation.

"You don't have to be so anxious." Cheng Jiang commented.

"I'm sorry," Shen Jiqing lowered his head and drank two more mouthfuls of porridge, "I thought I was taking an oral exam. When I went abroad, I was going to the United States, so I took a language exam. There is a question in the oral section that says a A person encounters a two-choice dilemma and asks us to summarize her problem, solution, and propose a solution within a time limit of 60 seconds."

With his interruption, Cheng Jiang's train of thought was indeed misled.

"What problem can be solved in 60 seconds?"

"Don't fix it, as long as it's well-founded and the language is fluent. Anyway, it's just a virtual event, it's easy to make suggestions, and we don't have to be responsible. ... Now let's look at yours again-pretend there is a scale here, and you go to the left Put the part of Plan No. [-] that you find most unbearable to you, and put the part of Plan No. [-] that is most difficult for you to the right."

Cheng Jiang thought for a while, and quickly said that he was done.

Shen Jiqing didn't ask him exactly what he put.

"So tell me now, how long would things in the box on the left last if you took option one and had the best of both worlds?"

"One year? Or many, many years."

"Best-best-case."

"That's one year."

"Excellent! And number two?"

"Five months."

"so?"

Cheng Jiang didn't answer him directly, but carried the meat-stirring pot in front of Shen Jiqing, and said:

"This is almost done. Have you heard?"

Shen Jiqing hung her face in the basin and took a breath according to her words.

"You know what?" he commented excitedly, "If I were a teenager and you lied to me that it was cooked and let me taste it, I would be fooled."

Cheng Jiang smiled, turned around and continued to stir the meat stuffing, and then neatly wrapped twenty palm-sized steamed dumplings into several rows with the dumpling wrapper rolled out by Shen Jiqing.According to his past observations, such a big dumpling, Shen Jiqing can eat at most two at a time to be almost full.He has been wondering why his food intake is so small.

After making the dumplings, he said:

"In the past few days, I picked up the review of the second level of the translation exam."

"is it?"

"Yes. If you stay at home for five months, you must make good use of your time, right? I have no reason to fail the exam this time. I read online that this certificate is quite valuable, and it will be very helpful when looking for a job. .”

"That's for sure."

"Then I thought, maybe I can try to translate a foreign novel into Chinese during this time. Of course, I don't expect to publish it, just to practice. My English-Chinese translation level is the worst, but five months should be enough. It's a first draft of a practice piece. What do you think?"

"I thought it sounded great."

Cheng Jiang thought about it.

"Then do you... have any foreign novels that you particularly like but there is no Chinese version?"

"I think about it. When I was in high school, I especially liked Veronie Claflin's "Fiddler'sneck". I should have a copy in my room, and you can directly look at the translation. There is no translation in China, but this book is in It seems to be quite famous abroad.”

"Really? But I don't really know what the word Fiddler'sneck means."

"I didn't know it at first, and I couldn't find out the word. I figured it out until halfway through the novel, because the hero and heroine are both cellists in the orchestra, and then it is described that they each have a small piece of chest. scar, and at that time I also wanted to learn the cello, so I thought of it as 'Qin Kiss'."

"I see. Did you learn the cello in the end?"

"No. I can't help it. I'm not a gifted student. How can I have time to learn musical instruments before the college entrance examination?"

They put all the dumplings into the steamer together and smiled at each other.

It wasn't snowing outside, and Miwang was gray.But red, green and white cardboard stars were already hung on the high corners of the house, the room was spotless, even the sofa cover was replaced by Shen Jiqing, showing a clean blue and white checkered pattern.The strong and bright glass windows keep out all the cold air outside the window, while the three people in the house are already sitting around the table, eating hot and fragrant meat and vegetable steamed dumplings under the background music of "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" .

Of course, there are still many unsatisfactory things, but Cheng Jiang feels that this is very happy.

The author has something to say: Volume 3 is over.

After the low tide of the first two volumes, we finally ushered in the first small climax, and the curtain basically ended here.

Volume 4 will give you a better understanding of Ji Qing.About the fragments of his childhood, and the development of the emotional line between the two who pierced the window paper.

By the way, you can go back and test what your friends mean by "Fiddler's Neck" (laughs)

DON'TRESCUEME (Don't save me), stay tuned.

☆、chapter69

Cheng Jiang seldom tries to translate from English to Chinese, because Chinese is more than a little bit worse than English.However, as he lived in China longer and longer, and he wrote a Chinese novel by himself, his language proficiency has improved significantly.

His practice translation went smoothly: within a week after receiving the novel, he had already completed the translation of the first two chapters.

Before translating, Cheng Jiang read the original novel twice.

The full text of the English version of "Fiddler'sneck" has sixteen chapters, with a total of about 11 words.Even if the number of words translated from English to Chinese will increase accordingly, it will probably be a thin book in the end.The edition in Shen Jiqing's hand was printed in 2004. The book is no bigger than the palm of your hand, and even though the inner pages have a margin of three centimeters, the thickness is only Cheng Jiang's finger.

There are notes and notes handwritten by Shen Jiqing on the margin of the page. The handwriting is messy. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell what is written.

Probably at this time, Shen Jiqing hadn't mastered the boxy standard typography of his adulthood.

Cheng Jiang likes to translate, while constantly turning to the previously read content to review the details of the plot and carefully read the things written by Shen Jiqing.It took a little time to recognize the handwriting, but it still made him feel that he could more or less peep into Shen Jiqing's youth.

Shen Jiqing should like this book very much, because the corners are all rolled up.

Shen Jiqing writes with pens of several different colors, and the blue alone has three types: deep, medium and light.In the first few chapters, every time he saw the phrase "Fiddler'sneck", he had to write several question marks in different colors, until the middle of the novel ended with an exclamation point.

There are three characters with piano kisses in the book, they are the male and female protagonists and a small supporting role who only lives in their memories.

The supporting role is called Cyan, who has an insignificant sense of existence, but can always have a small impact on the plot, and can be regarded as a tasteless character.However, Shen Jiqing seems to like this character with a handful of appearances very much. Whenever it appears, he will draw a little stick figure in the blank space next to it to restore the scene, and the focus is very accurate.

Although it is in the original English novel, Shen Jiqing's notes are mixed in Chinese and English.Most of the comments have nothing to do with the plot, but comment on the author's language and form itself.Only when his favorite supporting role appears, will he turn the focus to the plot, marking the character image of the supporting role in two strokes.

Shen Jiqing has a supernatural passion for Cyan, even though he misspells the character's name as "Cryan" in several places.

He outlined Cyan's appearance through the words and phrases revealed in the novel (because it was "outlined", so he didn't use stick figures but used ugly lines, which was somewhat similar to Shen Jiqing himself); guessed Cyan's personal quirks and hobbies; he even made up a more generic first love for him.

In the memories of the hero and heroine, Cyan died on the eve of high school graduation, but the reason for his death was not mentioned.However, Shen Jiqing made a detailed analysis and imagination of his family environment, campus environment, interpersonal relationship and personality formation, and finally expressed his conclusion in bold font:

[The man committed suicide with cello strings]

The conclusion is only this sentence, next to it is a bloody cello graffiti, and Cheng Jiang doesn't know how to kill himself by taking the cello strings.

In addition to the content related to the text, there are some notes in the book that are completely unrelated to the content of the novel. For example, on the page before the back cover of the novel, he repeatedly drew with a thick pen and wrote down four lines of letters and a number:

CACBA

CAACB

DDABA

CBBCB/58

At first, Cheng Jiang studied it with great interest for a long time, thinking that it was the password that Shen Jiqing had recorded before, and even tried to crack it in various ways.It wasn't until I asked Shen Jiqing himself at the end that I admitted with some regret that they were actually just scribbles by Shen Jiqing when she was doing multiple-choice questions while reading a book, and they didn't have any special meaning.

In fact, Shen Jiqing seems to really enjoy drawing on his own collection of novels.

When he brought "Fiddler'sneck" to Cheng Jiang, he led Cheng Jiang into his bedroom for the first time.The calendula in the window was still shaking its branches and leaves, and the small bright yellow box was placed on the bedside. Cheng Jiang quickly recognized that he had given it to him before.A row of small stickers were pasted on the bookshelf, and he counted the number, and there were only a dozen or so.

"Where did the rest go?"

Shen Jiqing first took out a copy of "All Bright Places" [Note] with a blue cover, glanced at it, then took another copy, and said with a smile:

"I'm very economical, and what's left can be used for a while."

He was very interested in Cheng Jiang's translation of novels, and took down all the foreign novels on the shelf.The two sat on the teal-colored wool carpet in front of the bookshelf wearing only socks, arranging all the books one by one obsessively.Shen Jiqing specially divided them into two parts: one has a Chinese translation, and the other has not.He introduced Cheng Jiang one by one like a child showing toys to adults, asked him to flip through each one, and told him that he could take it at any time.

Cheng Jiang opened every book and read the preface, and then opened and read the content.Shen Jiqing left at least a dozen small illustrations with poor drawing skills in each book. They used the kind of pen with plenty of water, and they fell on the thin yellow paper that is unique to books, and all of them leaked. .

Shen Jiqing said:

"When I was young, I was very reluctant to let others come into my room. When I grow up, there is no one who can come. Is it unprecedented for you to come in this time?"

It is a small challenge for a child to habitually walk as lightly as possible when going upstairs.

The stairs were waxed, making every step he took feel like a flying insect stuck to a spider's web.The piano case was a bit heavy, and his trousers were so tight that he felt like he was making loud noises with every step he took.

When he walked to the corridor on the second floor, he found that the door of his room was closed.

He took a step forward, unscrewed the door quietly, and with a light push, the white European-style door slid smoothly towards the wall of the house.He grabbed it with his hand and kept it from hitting the wall, and he took a step forward and entered the room.

He watched the scene in the room quietly, subconsciously stretched out his hands to cover his nose and mouth, and pressed all the breath back into his body.In the ten years in this house he was used to silence.Everything is wrong, only silence is right.

Even silence is wrong.

He silently looked at the woman standing in his room with his back turned to him, and found that his place had been invaded.This is his safe zone, the only place he has in this house.He might be feeling angry, or maybe he's just feeling a deeper level of fear, but either way, the strangeness makes the way he speaks afterward bluff and sharp.

"You shouldn't be in my room." The child finally said, "I didn't let you in."

Liu Jiangyin turned around, with a trace of guilty conscience on her face, and a trace of confidence coming from nowhere.She also wears skin-colored cream and pink lipstick at home, as if hoping to lock herself in her girlhood.She was not old at that time, perhaps not yet 30 years old, even if she was just in her early years, she already had an old look on her face.

"I'm just here to clean up." The woman's voice retracted.

"I can tidy up my room myself."

"I know, good boy."

"Are you going to sue him again about this kind of thing?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Because you tell him everything," the child heard himself say, "you just want him to scold me." Or use his power and majesty to do something.The school has evening self-study, and the time is not long, day students like him also have to attend, but Liu Jiangyin said no, why should I stay at home alone?How dare you let me stay at home alone?She does what she says.Now he goes home directly after class, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he is a walking laughing stock in their eyes.He had spoken to her and protested, but she defeated him with her usual sinister spirit.She thought it was just too good to be true.

"Why do you think so? It's not my fault." The woman smiled and said lovingly as if she was coaxing a baby, but her eyes were complicated.Her eyes were like lifeless glass balls, and there was something in them, but there was definitely no smile or kindness.

"It's not mine either." The child gritted his teeth and replied almost viciously: "It's not my fault that you can't have children."

The woman's complexion changed instantly, becoming dry and pale as if covered with dry powder.She gave him a gloomy look, and walked away with a wooden face, because she moved too fast and brought a few things on the table to the ground.The child turned sideways to let her pass, and listened to her chaotic footsteps disappearing into the corridor, finally feeling a tinge of unbelievable joy at temporarily defeating her, and a faint sense of guilt.

But when he looked back, he couldn't care less about looking back at any emotion that had arisen just now.

The physiological fear that had just been suppressed by all efforts was fully revived, because what fell on the ground was what should have been placed on the edge of the table, and Liu Jiangyin was looking at it.He didn't need to get close, he only needed to see the black and blue cover to know that it was his diary.

At that time, the child still had the habit of keeping a diary in detail.

Shen Jiqing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the scene in the room had completely changed.

The desk had already been disposed of by him into the scrap yard, and the room was arranged in a way that made him feel safer, and he was an adult.He raised his eyes and saw Cheng Jiang lowering his head to pick up a book that was placed a little far away. At such a close distance, he could see Cheng Jiang's eyelashes casting small shadows on his eyelids.

He watched Cheng Jiang carefully flip through the pages of the book, and suddenly asked:

"What are your plans for this New Year?"

Cheng Jiang raised his face upon hearing the sound, perhaps because of the sunlight, his face looked extremely white.

"At noon on the 1st, I have a small gathering with the members of the troupe," he thought for a while and said, "To celebrate the rehearsal of the first scene, there will be no other time. How about you?"

"I don't have any." Shen Jiqing replied, "Then how about I download a few home movies and watch them together?"

Cheng Jiang thinks this idea is very good.

The author has something to say: All the Bright Places, a novel that actually exists in the real world, by Jennifer Niven.

Thanks for reading patiently, bow~

☆、chapter70

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: So confirmed, you have time at 1:12 pm on the 30st, right?

Cheng Jiang: Confirmed.

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: Ah, that’s good

It’s always a pity if someone can’t come, after all, it’s a breakup meal╯﹏╰

Cheng Jiang: Break up?

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: That’s right, it’s just a better way to call the celebration banquet.

Cheng Jiang: Are you disbanding?

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: It’s just looking forward to the future, but it’s almost there (_)

There are four people who have notified me that they want to withdraw, and there is one left, Luan Yu.But I don't think the little girl has the temperament to stay here for a long time. At best, Lulu buys one and gives one free. She may not be willing to stay after Lulu leaves.

All in all, it's just the two of us.

What do you think we can do, play Errenzhuan?

Cheng Jiang: Don't you plan to recruit new members?

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: I would like to, but it’s gone

Forget it

Anyway, it's just nonsense, and it's worth it to play a show

I think we organized it quite well this time, what do you think?

Cheng Jiang: Yes.

Mengmeng_(:з」∠)_: See you at the party! ⊙ω⊙

We chose a small but clean hot pot restaurant in the city center for the party.Cheng Jiang checked the information in advance, and he knew that the method was roughly that a group of people gathered around a burning pot to pick up vegetables from it and eat.

When looking for information, he also browsed related websites in English. He was surprised to find that hot pot is a Chinese characteristic. Many foreigners who have lived here often miss it after returning to China.

But as a local, Shen Jiqing has never eaten hot pot.

"Because I can't eat spicy food." He explained, "I don't want to spoil other people's interest, so I have never been there."

When he said this, Cheng Jiang also became nervous, because he never touched spicy food.

He sent a message to Lin Suimeng, thinking about asking for leave, but Lin Suimeng said:

"What is this, just order a mandarin duck pot. Besides, you are not the only one, and Luan Yu doesn't eat spicy food, so you two can eat with the clear soup. It's very convenient. Although you eat clear soup It will lose a lot of fun, but you don’t think hot pot is all spicy, do you?”

Cheng Jiang didn't know where Shen Jiqing's misunderstanding about the taste of hot pot came from, but he spread the information to him in time.Shen Jiqing was very happy after hearing this, and said that since the hot pot has clear soup, the two of them can go together if they have the opportunity.

Cheng Jiang imagined it for a while, looking forward to it.

The store Lin Suimeng chose is a time-honored brand that developed from Chongqing, but the location is a bit remote.Although it is not as far as Lin Suimeng's house, it takes four to 10 minutes to walk there, and there is no direct transportation.

In the end, Shen Jiqing drove him off. Before leaving, Cheng Jiang checked the time and made an appointment with Shen Jiqing to pick him up in about two hours.

This is Cheng Jiang's second visit to the "dining hall for ordinary people" since he left Lengwan (the first time was when he went to the exam).The pungent smell of what he thought might be chili peppers filled the storefront, choking him so much that he ended up covering his nose with a scarf (the blue mohair one) all the way to his seat.

All the large tables are separated by wooden screen-like partitions, which look a bit like miniature private rooms.

Lin Suimeng and You Lulu were the main players in the ordering process. They fought for half an hour before finalizing the menu, and lined up to scoop up the dipping sauce before the pot was brought up.Everyone scooped up a spoonful of sesame paste or peanut butter, and then everyone began to scoop various chili seasonings into their bowls.

Cheng Jiang kept these things at arm's length, and only tentatively added a little oil and chopped peanuts.

Finally, they lined up to return to their seats, with fourteen eyes staring at a pot with red on one side and white on the other.

The soup on the spicy side boiled first, and it took a long time before it came to the clear soup side.Luan Yu didn't eat meat, and since he didn't order much meat, Cheng Jiang asked them to put all the meat on the spicy side.

Luan Yu sat with him because he was using clear soup at the same time, but since the priority of the party was to eat, the atmosphere was not very stagnant.They put the vegetables in the pot batch by batch, and the cooked ones and the almost cooked ones were mixed together, which was not easy to recognize, so they finally developed a little secret code, using hand gestures to inform each other which dishes were cooked .

At this time, Cheng Jiang felt that he and Luan Yu were probably friends.

When everyone had finished eating, Lin Suimeng finally started her concluding speech.

"Hi everyone," she said quite formally, "First of all, I would like to thank all of you present for coming to our amateur drama club's... celebration banquet. Well, our first performance is now completely over, and the results have greatly exceeded It was originally expected, thanks to everyone's active participation and contribution. I am very happy to witness the formation, development and performance of "A Love Story" with you this year, and finally thank you all."

Everyone put down their chopsticks and applauded together.

"Then, I regret to inform you that some of our companions are leaving us. For example, Fang Sheng will be sent to Jakarta; Xi Zhui and Shi Bin are both facing major job changes, especially congratulations to our zombie man The protagonist was promoted; and Lulu—wow. As for the reason, please let Lulu tell everyone herself.”

She made a gesture of handing over the microphone, and You Lulu next to her also took it naturally, clearing her throat before speaking.As early as in the middle of Lin Suimeng's speech, Cheng Jiang noticed that Luan Yu next to her was in a bad mood: she quietly separated the chopsticks, shrank back, and did not move.

At the same time, You Lulu couldn't hide her excitement and announced:

"I'm--married!"

This was probably great news for everyone except Lin Suimeng who knew about it and Luan Yu who seemed to know about it, because the atmosphere in the cubicle was boiling right then and there.Luan Yu was the first to stand up, picked up the water glass and touched You Lulu's Arctic Ocean soda, and quickly sat back.Cheng Jiang also clinked glasses with her politely, but the others who were already familiar with You Lulu were much more excited. For a while, Cheng Jiang felt that the world was full of shaking colorful soda bottles.

You Lulu quickly said that her husband mainly works in Shanghai, so she will also resign and go to Shanghai to settle together, so she will leave from here in a few months.

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