Don't run after school next door!

After the filming, the three had a meal together and went home separately.

Fang Xun was in a good mood. He saw the old woman selling flowers at the bottom of the community smiling and greeting him, so he squatted down and picked several peonies in the grass basket, and carried them upstairs.

There are several glass bottles on the balcony, in which peonies can be raised.The rhizomes of these flowers look very fresh. The flowers are not fully bloomed, and the petals are still closed. They should be able to bloom for a few more days.

As soon as the door was opened, a little boy rushed over. He was thick-headed and blushed all over his face. As soon as he saw Fang Xun, he shouted: "Brother Fang Xun!"

Fang Xun frowned inadvertently, this is his aunt's son, Chengcheng.

"En." Fang Xun responded, and stood at the entrance to take off his shoes. As soon as he bent down, the flowers in his hand were pulled by Chengcheng.He smiled and said, "I want Huahua!"

Before Fang Xun said anything, Jiang Yue came over and asked him, "What did you have for dinner? I was cooking when you texted me. I made your favorite hot and sour fat beef today. Would you like it?" Eat some more?"

Fang Xun shook his head, but kept his eyes on Chengcheng.

He was smiling all over his face, and he was pulling the petals vigorously. He tore a flower bare in two or three strokes.

Jiang Yue followed his gaze and looked over.Chengcheng threw away the rhizome in his hand nonchalantly, jumped on the petals and entered the living room again, excitedly shouting to his mother: "Mom, I want to drink Yakult!"

Jiang Yue snorted: "This child, why are you throwing rubbish?" She looked at Fang Xun tentatively and asked him, "Mom, come back after get off work tomorrow and buy some peonies. You don't usually like to buy flowers, why did you buy them today?"

Fang Xun said indifferently: "I bought a few when I saw it. Don't buy it."

After finishing speaking, he went in to say hello to his aunt, and entered the room. Before entering, Cheng Cheng grabbed the corner of his clothes and said coquettishly, "Brother Fang Xun taught me how to play games!"

Fang Xun refused: "I don't like playing games."

After closing the door, I heard Chengcheng complaining loudly to his mother: "My brother doesn't play with me!" Then Jiang Yue and his aunt laughed, and they all made fun of this brat.

Fang Xun sat in front of the computer and first imported the videos and photos taken today.He didn't start repairing right away. He watched all the videos back and forth several times, and then took out his notebook to write down the editing arrangement bit by bit.

The video under the wall of flowers is the most touching. Miao Wei impromptu danced under there. The overall rhythm is rising. In the last shot, she leaned on the rose and kissed the petals with her head slightly tilted.

The overall atmosphere creation should be handled around this section, where the emotions finally settle down, and the rhythm of the background music should also match perfectly.Just as he was thinking, there was a loud noise outside the door.Hearing Fang Xuan's voice, he stood up immediately.

After thinking about it, Fang Xun turned off the computer, locked the notebook in the drawer, opened the door and went out.

Several people gathered at Fang Xuan's door, Cheng Cheng blushed, and stood in the middle dissatisfied, holding the miniature model that Lin Zan had given him.

Fang Xun's eyelids twitched, and he walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

His eyes fell to the floor, where many small things fell out, such as small books and small rugs in the model, all fell out.

Chengcheng said loudly: "Fang Xuan won't let me play with this!"

Fang Xuan stood by the door frame, picked up the things on the ground bit by bit, and argued with red eyes, "That was a gift from my senior."

My aunt pretended to be angry and patted Chengcheng on the head: "You have no reason to take sister's things!"

Her slapping was not a bit rougher than stroking, but Chengcheng immediately frowned, glared at her and said, "Mom, you hit me?"

Jiang Yue tugged at her aunt's arm: "Children, you don't care about him." Then Fang Xuan said, "Xiao Xuan, you let my brother, you are just a small model, you are so old."

Fang Xuan said aggrievedly, "But this is a gift I received."

My aunt said to Chengcheng again: "Give it back to my sister. What are you going to do with her gift? I didn't say I would give it to you."

"I don't," Chengcheng stepped back, holding the model tightly in his arms, "I want this, Fang Xuan is an idiot, and she doesn't deserve to play with this."

Auntie's face immediately changed, and she was busy looking at Fang Xun.Jiang Yue also stretched out her arms subconsciously, stopped Fang Xun, and whispered: "Fang Xun, what does he know as a child."

Fang Xuan clenched his lower lip, his face flushed, and he stared at the model eagerly.That's her little study, she wrote in the little book.

The two adults stood in front of him, and Fang Xun only saw Chengcheng's small face from the gap. He was very angry and glared at Fang Xuan aggressively.

"Li Cheng," Fang Xun finally said, "Apologize to Xiaoxuan."

Chengcheng was a little afraid of him, but pouted and said, "Why!"

Jiang Yue's face was not very good-looking, and she called him again: "Fang Xun."

Fang Xun ignored her, stared at Chengcheng and said, "Do you apologize?"

His gaze was cold, and although his expression was flat, it was full of gloom before the rain was about to come. After all, Chengcheng was a child, and he took a step back after being stared at.

Unconvinced, he flinched and glanced at Fang Xuan, then at Fang Xun, lowered his head and muttered, "Why?"

"Chengcheng!" My aunt called her son loudly, as if she was afraid that Fang Xun would beat him up, and urged, "Apologize to brother!"

"I asked him to apologize to Xiao Xuan." Fang Xun said.

The aunt was startled, and hurriedly said: "Hey, I made a mistake in a hurry. Chengcheng, good boy, do you know that you want to be an obedient child? Apologize to my sister."

Chengcheng's lips were pouting higher and higher, and he stared desperately at the air with his eyes wide open.Fang Xun raised his head slightly, and he trembled like a frightened bird.

"I don't want it anymore! Broken thing!" He angrily smashed the model to the ground, and tears fell down at the same time.

For a while, the scene was chaotic.

Chengcheng cried out of breath, feeling extremely wronged, and my aunt hurriedly coaxed her in distress.Fang Xuan was in a hurry to pick up the smashed model.Jiang Yue looked at Fang Xun nervously.

Fang Xun squatted down and restrained Chengcheng's arms: "You can't solve everything without crying. You first robbed my sister's things and then broke them. What reason do you have to be wronged?"

Chengcheng was both fearful and angry, so he didn't look at him, but stared at the floor, his body shaking non-stop.

"Fang Xun." My aunt still loved the child and called him softly.

Fang Xun glanced at Chengcheng.This is an eight-year-old child who does things according to his mood, and is loved even when he cries willfully.

"You have no reason to be wronged." Fang Xun let him go and stood up.

He didn't care about Chengcheng anymore, and went to help Fang Xuan pick up all the parts.Fang Xuan said with a mournful face, "Brother, my model is broken."

"It can be repaired." Fang Xun said softly, "Brother will fix it for you."

"Really?" Fang Xuan laughed again, his eyes sparkling.She seems to be able to achieve the attitude of not caring about others, and she can quickly regain happiness and forget all the hurtful words.

But she is just a little stupid, it's not that she has no emotions, how can she not notice the warmth and coldness of human feelings at all.

Fang Xun stroked her hair: "Well, it can be fixed."

My aunt and Jiang Yue coaxed for a long time, coaxing with gifts while giving verbal education, Chengcheng was happy again, but when he met Fang Xun, he put on a straight face again.They played for a while after the meal, and my aunt left with Chengcheng.

Fang Xun and Fang Xuan stayed in the room to restore the poor miniature.It was smashed to pieces, and two people barely managed to glue the main frame together, but the restoration is ugly.

Fang Xun is not good at fine manual work, and he doesn't know much about miniature models, so he is helpless with this strange thing.

Contestant Fang leaned on the table with his elbows, cupped his face with both hands, and suddenly said, "It can't be repaired. Brother, isn't this what people say 'what is lost is lost forever'?"

Fang Xun was a little surprised and asked her, "Why do you say such things?"

Fang Xuan's voice was muffled: "The teacher said that a person should always think. I think I should also start thinking about the meaning of everything in the world to me."

"Then what did you think about today?" Fang Xun's heartbeat suddenly became tense, and he was a little scared.

Fang Xuan said seriously: "If you lose it, you will lose it. From now on, I will hide all my good things, and I will not let others take them away."

As she said that, she stood up and acted immediately: "I want to hide the gift my brother gave me under the bed first."

Fang Xun grabbed her arm, he felt uncomfortable, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Xiao Xuan, do you really want to put the gift from brother in a dark place?"

"Ah..." Fang Xuan was discouraged all of a sudden, "I can't bear it anymore. The gifts from my brother are so beautiful, it's so pitiful to be hidden."

She was very distressed: "Then what should I do?"

Fang Xun asked: "Why do you hide something you like?"

Fang Xuan said in a low voice, "I don't want people to take away my things. As long as I like it secretly, no one will be able to find it."

There was a buzzing in Fang Xun's mind.Why?

He took a deep breath, softened his voice, and asked patiently: "Xiaoxuan likes this model very much, doesn't she?"

Fang Xuan nodded, she liked it very much.Every day when she was studying on the desk, she would look at this model after a while, and feel that she was also in that bright small room, undisturbed, like a princess who entered another world.

Her look said it all.Naive and sad.

Fang Xun's nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, but he said in a calm voice: "The person who took this model must not know how happy Xiao Xuan is to have it. To him, this is just evidence of his disgraceful behavior And even if Xiaoxuan loses that thing, it still belongs to you, and it is you who endow it with unique meaning."

Fang Xuan's eyes painted a little color, she bit her lower lip, a little happy but a little unbelievable, and asked in a low voice: "Really?"

"It's true." Fang Xun looked into her eyes and told her firmly, "So whatever we like in Xiaoxuan, we must be upright and full of pride. You don't need to secretly like it, let alone hide it. "

Fang Xuan was quiet for a few seconds, her eyes slowly filled with steam, and she asked her brother again: "So Xiao Xuan won't lose anything? Xiao Xuan has someone who likes everything very seriously, and Xiao Xuan wants to give them all. give meaning."

"Of course." Fang Xun smiled, "Xiaoxuan will not lose anything. Brother will definitely protect everything Xiaoxuan likes in the future."

Fang Xuan wiped his eyes and nodded vigorously: "I know brother is the best."

She looked at the miniature model, revealing her dimples again: "Brother is protecting me today too! Even if it gets a little uglier, I still like it very much."

"It will become beautiful." Fang Xun picked it up, his heart was a little astringent, and he felt faintly embarrassed and hopeless.

He doesn't want to be an older brother who can only speak beautiful words, he doesn't want to make up fairy tales.

But now he seems to be able to do this, telling her with a smile: "My brother will make it beautiful."

It was almost nine o'clock, and Fang Xuan still had to study. Fang Xun took the model back to the room.He first searched for a lot of graphic tutorials, and then watched some videos on video websites.

But he still couldn't handle the details, so he sent a message to Lin Zan and asked him what to do.

In his distressed and chaotic thoughts, Lin Zan's reply was like a rope, pulling him out of the extreme embarrassment.

He was very straightforward: You should have no materials there.Just come to me and I'll help you.

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In a few days, I may have to stop updating. I am still preparing for the QAQ exam, and the daily code of [-] can't catch up with the speed at which the saved manuscripts fly out.