how to chase boys

Wen Chen likes to bring me to the pedestrian street to buy some fashionable but inexpensive gadgets. Most of the time, he is shopping, and I follow behind him to look around.

This time he was going to buy a new earring. While he was picking out the earrings, I went to the girl's jewelry rack to look at the bow.

Just like my mom's best-selling lipsticks every season, there are a few cheap but cute gadgets that pop up among high school girls.

Chen Guoguo and the others wore bows like this. As soon as I stood at the counter, the sister saleswoman wearing a brown lace apron smiled and asked me if I wanted to buy a bow for my girlfriend.

She said: "This bow is very popular now, brother, do you want to give it to your girlfriend?"

"No..." I hesitated between orange and purple bows, picked up two bows and compared them on my hair in the mirror.

"Wen Chen!" I called him, "Come and see which one looks good."

Wen Chen walked through several shelves and came to look for me, and gave me a clear look, "For Chen Guoguo? Buy this orange one, she looks white, and this orange one suits her."

"Okay," now that Wen Chen said so, I put down the orange bow and handed the purple one to the salesperson, "Sister, wrap this for me."

It's not that I don't believe Wen Chen's vision, his words reminded me that Yuan Ziyi's complexion is a bit dark, and wearing an orange bow may not look so good.

Seeing that I didn't listen to him, Wen Chen pressed me into his arms and beat me up: "Cheng Yueguang, what's the matter with you, how can you not listen to Dad!"

I pushed on his chin and said with a smile: "Can you stop making trouble in his store."

The salesperson handed me the receipt and asked me to take the receipt to her to pick up the goods after payment. Wen Chen collected the receipt for me and asked me to pick out earrings for him.

The earrings in this store are sold in pairs. Wen Chen put his arm on my shoulder, stroked my earlobe with his index finger and thumb, and asked if I wanted to get my ear pierced too.

He said: "This way I won't waste buying a pair of earrings."

I quickly covered my ears, "What are you thinking, my mother will definitely scold me to death if she sees it."

We soaked in this store for nearly half an hour, Wen Chen finally picked out the earrings, I let out a sigh of relief, and took the receipt to check out.

When I came out of the jewelry store with a bow tie, several stores had turned on their neon lights early. At the end of the bustling pedestrian street, the sun was about to disappear, and it was getting dark.

I checked the time and asked Wen Chen if it was time for us to go home.

Wen Chen obviously didn't have enough fun, and dragged me further into the pedestrian street in dissatisfaction, "Why do you go back so early every time?"

I was pulled forward by him, frowning and explaining to him: "My mother..."

"Stop, stop, stop," Wen Chen interrupted me, "Are you a mother baby? Every day, your mother, at worst, I will take you home tonight and tell my aunt that you have come out with me to buy materials, and I won't let you be scolded." of."

He said so, and I just didn't really want to go home now, so I walked forward with him, "Okay then."

This is the first time I stayed outside so late without my mother's consent. I have to say that the pedestrian street at night, especially in summer, has its unique charm.

The street is clean and tidy during the day, but at night, there are food stalls and pots for frying snails on the side of the road. If Wen Chen hadn't pulled me, I would have almost bumped into it.

Wen Chen stuffed me with half a roasted pig's trotter. After the pig's trotter was taken off the grill, the boss rolled it in crushed peanuts and chili noodles, and wrapped it in oiled paper, exuding a tempting aroma.

But I was a little dumbfounded, and asked Wen Chen how to eat it.

Wen Chen said, "Just chew on it."

I swallowed, looked at the pig's trotters and hesitated, "Don't you want to cut it?"

"Oh my god, my young master," Wen Chen took the pig's trotter in my hand and took a big bite, "It's like I eat it, understand? *, it's so hot!"

The pig’s trotters that had just come off the grill made him scald, I quickly handed him the drink in my hand, Wen Chen took two sips, and looked at me with a complicated expression, "Cheng Yueguang, you are being controlled too much by your mother." Yan, fortunately you know me, don't be afraid, I will take you out to play in the future."

I took a bite of the pig's trotter and nodded.

The roasted trotters are very oily, but very fragrant, covered with ground dry ingredients, it is fragrant and glutinous after a bite, and has a spicy aftertaste.

I was so hot that I opened my mouth slightly, feeling that the breath I exhaled was hot.

Wen Chen probably thought I was pitiful, so he made up his mind to take me around this street. He was like a mountain king with a little demon patrolling the mountains, and he wanted me to try anything he thought was good.

"This is pineapple beer. The alcohol content is very low, so you won't be intoxicated. Take a sip."

Wen Chen held a large plastic cup to my mouth, and I took a sip from his hand, smacked my lips, and said the taste was a bit like pineapple soda.

I had enough fun with Wen Chen, went to the bookstore and bought two study materials as an excuse, only to find out after I got home that my mother was not at home, only my father was at home.

I breathed a sigh of relief when the alarm was lifted, and told Wen Chen to be careful when he went home.

The nanny who cooks at home has not come back from visiting relatives. My dad is cooking dinner in the kitchen by himself. He is tall and he must be careful not to touch the range hood when standing in front of the stove. He can only bend slightly to put the plate on the steamer.

"dad."

I put down my things and went to the kitchen, following him like a tail.

My dad covered the steamer, wiped his hands on the apron, turned around and touched my face, "I will eat bacon at night, Tang Shi's grandma made it at home."

I hummed, and he sent me to get the buns under the refrigerator.

Tang Shi's grandmother liked him very much, and always sent him some fancy buns or some glutinous rice balls. Tang Shi didn't care about these things, so Aunt Tang sent them to my house.

I took out a box of pink pig's head buns from a drawer in the refrigerator, thinking how they thought I would like them, and I didn't like them, but no one asked me.

My dad cooked rice and steamed a few buns for me, then washed his hands and beckoned me to the living room.

He took off his apron to check the time and asked how I had come back.

I helped him turn on the TV and tuned to the news channel, kicked off his slippers and sat cross-legged on the sofa, "I went out with my classmates, don't tell my mom."

My dad smiled and shook his head, walked to sit next to me, "OK, I won't say anything."

"Dad," I showed him the bow tie from the light yellow bag, "does it look good?"

My dad took the bow and looked at it twice, then returned it to me, "You want to give it to your little deskmate?"

"That's right," I leaned on the sofa, looking at the bow in my hand with my pillow on his lap, "I see many girls wearing this, and she always gives me presents, so I want to give her one too."

My dad watched the news, covered my chin with his big warm hand and gently scratched, "My son is awesome."

I said, "I only told you, so you can't tell my mother."

Yuan Ziyi liked the bow I gave her very much, and tied it on her braid in the afternoon.

Wen Chen noticed it, pulled me out of the classroom, and asked me how I gave the bow to Yuan Ziyi.

"I thought you were going to give it to Chen Guoguo."

I didn't get enough sleep at noon, so I was dragged out by him in a daze, looked at him and said, "Isn't there one on Chen Guoguo's head?"

"..." Wen Chen stared at me, "But I told Chen Guoguo that you bought a purple bow for her."

Wen Chen has such a big mouth, I had no choice but to say, "Then you can accompany me to buy another one after school, it happens to be given to her when I go to the Children's Palace tomorrow weekend."

The school will hold a sports meeting next week, and Lao Qin asked me to go to the office to get the form.He said that he asked me to encourage our classmates to participate in more competitions. Another teacher in the office asked him: "What project does the small monitor of your class want to apply for?"

Lao Qin picked up the mirror cloth to wipe his glasses, and looked at me with a smile, "Did you hear me, I'm asking you something."

...I don't want to participate in any projects.

Bathed in the loving eyes of several teachers in the office, I squeezed the form in my hand and said dryly: "I might go back and discuss it with my classmates."

"That's right," Lao Qin clapped his hands, "We'll discuss it carefully and try to bring back a few more awards for our class."

Coming out of the office, I ran into He Antang on the way back to the teaching building. He Antang was carrying two bundles of books tied with nylon ropes. I asked him if he could help.

"Need not."

He Antang rejected my offer, and glanced at the form in my hand, "Did your class just start filling it out?"

"That's right, Lao Qin always procrastinates in everything he does."

I walked side by side to the classroom with him, complaining in my mouth: "I only gave it to me on Friday afternoon, tomorrow is a holiday, who is in the mood to fill out the form."

He Antang said seriously: "It's about collective honor, everyone will actively sign up."

"I hope..." I sighed and shook the form in my hand.On the way, I met several monitors of other classes, and they gathered around to look at the form.

I was very surprised and said that our old Qin was not the last teacher to give the notice.

The squad leader of class 6 shrugged, "You can be content, our old class has issued a death order for me, and told me to fill him with all the people who participated in the project."

"Pfft...then you are too miserable."

I stopped and chatted with them for a while, the class bell was about to ring before I went to my classroom, He Antang was standing in front of me waiting for me, I was a little embarrassed, I caught up with him, and asked him why he didn't chat with him.

He waited for me to walk beside him before starting to walk forward, and said with a cold expression, "I'm not familiar."

Ah, I lowered my head in frustration, thinking that I have only known He Antang for a long time, and I almost forgot the image of him as a tall and ruthless brother.

I went back with the registration form for the sports meeting, and Wen Chen sent it out for me. Holding a form in his hand, he stood on the podium and shouted: "Hurry up and sign up! Students who sign up now can get a kiss from Brother Wen Chen." pieces!"

The classmates under the seat laughed and sighed neatly.

Wen Chen patted the table, pointed to me who was standing beside me with a smirk: "If it's really not possible, let brother Cheng Yueguang give me a sweet kiss."

The sports committee raised his hands with dignity: "Come on, come on, then I must sign up, brother Cheng Yueguang, come and kiss me!"

The boys in the class started to make noise again, and the girls also made noise. I picked up the blackboard eraser and tapped on the blackboard, "Okay, okay, be careful, the grade teacher will come over later."

Everyone has no concept of class honors, but they are very interested in the sports meeting. Wen Chen said that each class will have to choose a cheerleader, and the girl sitting in the first row asked: "Is the cheerleader also chosen by the class leader? Then cheerleading- Who teaches? The monitor?"

I quickly said: "What are you thinking, I don't have that skill, and I have to teach it to you brother Wen Chen."

Everyone started laughing again, and a girl stood up, "Then I'll sign up for the cheerleading team."

I spent a self-study class to solve the problem of registration for the sports meeting. After returning to my seat, Yuan Ziyi also asked me for a registration form.

She said she wanted to participate in the girls' long-distance running.

Our class happened to be vacant for this event, so I frowned and asked her, "But you have to run 800 meters, can you bear it?"

"It's okay," Yuan Ziyi said, "Someone has to run away."

I also registered for a relay race myself, so I smiled brightly at Yuan Ziyi, "Then let's work hard together, and I will treat you to a drink on the day of the sports meeting."