Ye Ye Zhiqiu

It was said that it was a cultural evening, but in fact it was going to start at three o'clock in the afternoon, but the setting up of the venue started after school was over at noon, and Tong Qiu was dragged by the class monitor to come up with an idea to work as a coolie, and he was busy until almost two o'clock.

When everything was almost settled, Tong Qiu went out and called Han Ye'an.

Han Ye'an was walking with Fu Lin on the university road.

"Hey?"

"Hey, how was the class going?" Tong Qiu was so excited that he opened his mouth to ask.

Seeing the face of the ice cube beside him warm up like a spring breeze, Fu Lin felt like she had eaten a mouthful of dog food.

"Very good." Han Ye'an replied.

You see, it's the same two words, and they have two feelings towards themselves and Tong Qiu.

"it is good."

You see, a simple one is good, and the pampering contained in it is simply unbearable to listen to.

"Thank you."

you see...

"Huh?" Fu Lin came to her senses and looked over suspiciously.

"Thank you for today's matter." Although Fu Lin's enthusiasm is not very acceptable to her, she cannot deny the kindness of others. She is indeed a good person.She should be grateful for letting her go around the university and think about some things clearly.

"Damn," Fu Lin waved her hand, "You're being polite, and it didn't help you. These courses are not necessary for you at all."

Han Ye'an then resumed his silence.

"By the way," Fu Lin remembered, "Where did you shoot that group of 'Peerless'? That place is very impressive, I want to see it. Also, who is that model? Your friend? My friend? Looking at those pictures every day during that time, his face was almost engraved in his mind, until now when he thinks of R., his mind is still full of that face, if you have time, give me a chance to remove the shadow."

Han Ye'an couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

If Wang Xiao knew that a girl had engraved into his mind the image of him squatting in front of the barber shop eating instant noodles, he didn't know what his expression would be.

The group of pictures she took at the beginning was simply wicked, the theme was "Peerless", and the protagonist was Wang Xiao. Looking back now, it really made my eyes sting.

"Let him treat you to dinner when he has time." Han Ye'an said.

Perhaps because Wang Xiao was just mentioned, Han Ye'an returned to Qiushui Street and went to Xiao Wang's Hair Salon first.

Wang Xiao was packing his things and didn't notice Han Ye'an coming.

"What are you doing?" Han Ye'an walked up behind him and patted him on the shoulder. Wang Xiao's body reacted faster than his mind, and he turned around and punched him.

Han Ye'an hid and took a step back.

"Oh, I'll go." Seeing that it was her, Wang Xiao got up quickly, "Didn't you meet me? Why did you walk without making a sound?"

Han Ye'an shook his head and pointed to something on the ground.

Wang Xiao scratched his head, "Oh, the new hair dye is being cleaned up." He sighed, "It's precious, but I don't know if I can use it." This place is remote, and most of the people who come here are old men and women Either flattening his hair or ironing the small rolls, Wang Xiao was full of enthusiasm, but he never had a chance to display his talent.

"You call Dahei here." Han Ye'an suggested.

"Not good," Wang Xiao shook his head, "We can't cause trouble for social security." Those bastards dyed their heads in colorful colors, which would damage the image of the community.

Han Ye'an just said it casually, and then sat aside to do his own thing.

Wang Xiao stood there thinking for a while, then coughed, "That, Ann?"

Han Ye'an was replying to Tong Qiu's message, without looking up, "Huh?"

Wang Xiao squatted down in front of her, and tentatively asked, "Do you want to change your look?"

The smile on Han Ye'an's mouth disappeared instantly, "I don't want to."

"Change your hairstyle, change your mood, have a wonderful day, from..."

"roll."

"Oh," Wang Xiao was surprisingly firm this time, "Don't you know my skills yet? Believe me, I will definitely give you a beautiful look!"

"Not dyed." Han Ye'an ignored him at all.

"dye."

"Not stained."

"dye."

"Not stained."

"I think, Xiaoqiu definitely wants to watch it." Wang Xiao changed his routine.

"She doesn't want to." Han Ye'an said firmly.

"Did you ask her?" Wang Xiao asked.

Han Ye'an stopped typing.

Wang Xiao quickly moved forward and urged, "Ask, ask..."

Tong Qiu was helping the sports committee find maracas in the musical instrument room when the phone in his pocket buzzed.

Han Ye'an: Wang Xiao wants me to dye my hair.

Tong Qiu's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was good!

Tong Qiu: Dye!

Looking at the words on the phone screen, Han Ye'an felt unprecedented regret.

"How is it?" Wang Xiao's eyes lit up with anticipation.

Han Ye'an closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Yes."

Wang Xiao almost rushed to the roof, "Come here! Xiaoqiu is such a treasure!"

After Tong Qiu replied, he began to look forward to whether Han Ye'an would listen to him?I would love to see her hair dyed!

Returning to the classroom with a maraca, the teachers have already been invited, melon seeds, peanut toffee and fruit are all over the table, and the whole classroom is very noisy.

She found the class monitor, "Which one is our song?"

The squad leader opened the small book in his hand, "The third one, the middle position, our singing will be interspersed with other programs, or the teacher will have to leave as soon as we start singing. By the way, I have already collected the string words, you should familiarize yourself first." After a while, after the opening, the class teacher will give a speech first, don't forget."

"Okay." Tong Qiu replied, then turned to look for the sports committee and the others.

At [-]:[-], the theatrical performance of the second and third classes of high school began.Tong Qiu thought for a while, walked to the back door, and made a video call to Han Ye'an, who answered in seconds.

The other party's camera was not turned on, which was exactly what she wanted.

"We're about to start, and I'll broadcast it live for you." She whispered, plugged in the earphones on her phone and handed it to Lu Pang who was sitting by the back door, "Help me take pictures, and I'll trouble you if I appear on camera."

Lu Pang was puzzled: "Who? Are you still so serious?"

"A friend." Tong Qiu replied.

"Boyfriend?" Lu Pang asked.

"No, don't talk nonsense."

In the barber shop, Wang Xiao took out the hair dye, and was about to ask Han Ye'an what color she wanted, when she answered the video call, and then turned off the camera quickly.

Hearing Tong Qiu's words, he laughed, "You two have a pretty good relationship now."

"Yeah." Han Ye'an replied, looking at the girl walking towards the middle of the classroom on the screen, with a smile on his lips.

"It's another year of autumn, and we gathered together..."

The opening scene is quite satisfactory, Tong Qiu and a boy partner, you and me, the same stereotypes, so that the two people in front of the mobile phone screen seem to have returned to their school days.

Everything in the picture is familiar and strange, and it seems that time has flowed back to that prosperous summer three years ago. In the sweltering classroom, a group of people discussed whether to go to Zhuangyuan Building or Tanhua Pavilion for lunch, gossiping about which milk tea shop was taught by the director Come and exchange information about which class's class flower has been bullied again.

"Fuck..." Wang Xiao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "I haven't graduated for many years, right? Why does it feel like half a lifetime has passed?"

"You're called dropout." Han Ye'an said.

"Tsk, neither of us is worse than the other." Wang Xiao replied.

Han Ye'an ignored him, put the phone on the table in front of him and leaned against the mirror.

Tong Qiu's first scene was over, and he walked this way in small steps, the screen was shaking, and when it stabilized, Tong Qiu's face appeared on the screen.

She suppressed her voice: "The head teacher is speaking next, I'll go out after a while."

Han Yean hummed.

All the classes were concentrated in her own classroom, and the corridor was very quiet. She leaned against the wall, thinking that Han Ye'an would keep looking at her today, and she felt a little joy that she didn't even notice.

"I was afraid that my phone would run out of battery, so I borrowed a power bank." She said as if taking credit.

"You don't need to be so troublesome." Han Ye'an was happy in his heart, but pretended to be cold.

Tong Qiu has already figured out her routine of occasionally saying something wrong, "That won't work, I just want you to look at me."

Han Ye'an chuckled, laughing so much that Wang Xiao got goosebumps all over his body.

"Didn't you say Brother Xiao is going to dye your hair? Dye it?"

Hearing her question, Wang Xiao instantly became excited, "It's dyed. I guess it will be almost ready when you get out of school. You can see it when she goes to you!"

Tong Qiu was startled when he heard Wang Xiao's voice out of the blue, "...Oh, but I may not be able to go with her tonight, the third year of high school exam is tomorrow, we have a holiday, and the monitor said that we will go out for dinner, it may be very late .”

There was regret in her tone, Han Ye'an comforted in a low voice, "It's okay."

"En!" Tong Qiu recovered, "I have a song in a while, don't miss it!"

"it is good."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Wang Xiao always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, every sentence was normal.

"This girl isn't very vigilant." He said something when Tong Qiu put the phone between the books.

"how?"

"You said you," he clicked his tongue, "you don't look like a good person anywhere, and she just promised you to stay by her side."

Han Ye'an was upset at first, but when he heard what he said, he suddenly felt that it made sense, no matter how he looked or how he got along, he didn't look like the type of person who could be friends, and Tong Qiu never thought of staying away from her.

It's not that she is unguarded, but she is too kind and enthusiastic.

It seems that all the thinking about Tong Qiu will eventually become an introduction for her to discover the advantages of her sister.Han Ye'an smiled and stopped thinking about it.

An electronic piano was moved to the center of the classroom, Tong Qiu took the guitar from his seat, and walked forward, the four of them gathered together, and cheers erupted in the classroom.

"Don't be so enthusiastic, we are under pressure." Tong Qiu said.

"Are you still under pressure? I think anyone can be under pressure, but you are the least likely." The head teacher is a young teacher who gets along well with the students.Tong Qiu was very active in the class, her heart was so big that even her class teacher felt ashamed, so how could there be any pressure.

"Teacher Cai, don't tear me down." Tong Qiu responded with a smile, causing a burst of laughter.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's start." Teacher Cai was also amused, and waved his hand to let them start the performance.

Tong Qiu then cleared his throat and played a series of notes.

The half-baked band has a new idea, everyone in the class is very supportive, and they are willing to applaud.

Han Ye'an saw the person on the screen drooping her eyes, and her eyes fell on the guitar strings under her fingers. Her eyelashes were curled up, trembling slightly in the gentle light of the autumn afternoon, and she looked docile and harmless.

When Tong Qiu began to sing the lyrics, the class became quiet.

The clear voice came out through the phone, and every word was clear.

"...if I meet you again someday

In familiar or unfamiliar streets

I hope it's still like that summer

For a moment, my heart was throbbing..."

"If someday I meet you again

can i still recognize you

no longer similar scene

From years of being away..."

"If someday I meet you again

can you get closer

Like the expectation in countless dreams

Countless silent misses..."

"If I meet you again

I really want to tell you

miss you so much"

……

"This song is not for you guys." When the audience applauded thunderously, Tong Qiu laughed and joked while holding back tears.

Han Ye'an sat on the old swivel chair, silent for a long time.

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