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The distance between people is subtle.

When you try to avoid them, you will meet them wherever you go, and making an appointment for a meal is always wrong.

Recently, as the orientation party approached, both of them became very busy.

Mi Zhiqiu went to audition the show every day.Rehearsal is like building Lego, all the fragmentary accessories are arranged in the right place, which will give people a strange sense of accomplishment.

In fact, Mi Zhiqiu's personality is more like a propaganda that deals with pictorial characters. Xia Xin suddenly asked him, "Why did you choose the Ministry of Culture at that time?"

"Because we are cultural people." Mi Zhiqiu just casually dealt with questions that were not easy to answer.

Standing at the bottom of the auditorium now, watching the finale show wrapped in gorgeous lights, he suddenly felt that Xia Xinran might like such a job.

During the two-day countdown, the Propaganda Department and the External Liaison Department were dragged over to help fill in the gaps in the process of insufficient manpower.

It was a rare opportunity for Xia Xin to have lunch with him.

Xu Tong also sat side by side on the steps with them, and drank a cup of coffee: "Ah, I feel that the more I have to start, the more problems I have."

Mi Zhiqiu was still thinking about how to adjust the microphone: "The main thing is being poor."

There are so many people on the same show, I wish I could split one microphone into two. The problems that I didn’t encounter in the pure rehearsal before were all exposed because of the addition of formal lighting and music.

Xu Tong broke his heart in order to arrange the LED screen, and handed over the control of the field to Mi Zhiqiu.

The two of them met for the first time after a busy day, rambling over what to finalize.

Xia Xin suddenly found that Mi Zhiqiu in the crowd was just like him running during the military training. Wherever he stood, it was as if there was a spring water gurgling, as if with a warm and clear voice.

He followed the lights to adjust the performers' positions in each show, and the sound from the microphone lingered throughout the venue.The sound was kneaded and spread along with the electric waves, spreading out slowly, diluting the character traits and dyeing it with a bright texture.

During the dance show, he knew that there is a specialization in the arts, so he would ask another tall girl for help.When he bowed his head sideways, his bangs slightly blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see the fluffy eyelashes when his eyes fell.

Xia Xinran has always known that he is meticulous and professional when doing things, but he is usually lazy and soft-spoken, and talks wildly. At first glance, seeing him standing upright and arranging the chaotic scenes in an orderly manner, Xia Xinran gave birth to many novel experiences .

For example, Mi Zhiqiu waved from the top of his head, wherever he pointed, there would be a beam of light passing by.

This made Xia Xin suddenly think of the Bible a little funny.

God said, let there be light, and there was light.

All the preparations were completed, but there was not much to do on the day of the stage.

People from the Ministry of Culture secretly divided up the remaining few VIP tickets, praying in the background that they could be drawn in the lottery.Mi Zhiqiu seemed to be biased, and gave Xia Xinran two tickets, "If you win the big prize, remember to share the spoils with me."

With such a generous mouth, when Xia Xin suddenly took the ticket from his hand, Mi Zhiqiu didn't let go, and the two of them dragged each side and deformed the paper.

Xia Xinran was funny that he was a leader just a second ago, but when he turned around, he changed back to his private attitude, let go, and solved the problem from the root cause, holding his wrist and pulling him closer: "If you win the big prize, I will give you everything." you."

Mi Zhiqiu blinked, raised his hand and put the ticket into his chest pocket, and then tapped the location of the ticket twice: "Why do I feel that I have made a lot of money?"

This movement was as light as two clicks, but Xia Xin suddenly felt as if he had been hit.

He clutched the ticket on his chest and laughed.

In the past, Mi Zhiqiu was very used to keeping a polite distance with people and did not have much physical contact.But Xia Xin suddenly found that as long as the collar was messed up, he could see Mi Zhiqiu showing a broken expression, and then stretched out his hand to tidy it up.

At this time, he will show a little intimacy without knowing it, so Xia Xin can't help but secretly mess up his hat and neckline, wanting to see it again.

But recently Mi Zhiqiu is a little bit different, like the mimosa that closes its leaves when touched, it actively blooms its branches and leaves to invite.Sometimes it will release some friendly signals that make people want to be close.

For example, now, Mi Zhiqiu's cheek is slightly sunken with an inconspicuous smile, Xia Xin suddenly lowered his head uncomfortably, "I hope we will win the special prize in one fell swoop."

He originally thought that Mi Zhiqiu would avoid him.

In fact, when the incident on the forum just happened, he sent a message to Mi Zhiqiu with some anxiety. Even though the dormitory was in the same corridor, he didn't want to see his real reaction in person immediately.

He was afraid that those intentions that he didn't even understand had been confirmed by the photos, and he was afraid that he would run into the realization and embarrassment that Mi Zhiqiu hadn't put away in time.Facts have proved that the other party has indeed returned to the polite position before, no longer sly and funny nonsense, but fortunately Xia Xinran is mentally prepared for this.

But the next day, when Mi Zhiqiu said that he would have something to do in the next few days, Xia Xin suddenly had an unwilling thought.

He didn't know what he was unwilling to do, he only knew that he wanted to see Mi Zhiqiu.

Being alienated close to helplessness is like a mirror image. After running hastily and searching aimlessly, I saw Mi Zhiqiu no different from usual. Seeing Xia Xin grabbing his schoolbag as if he was playing tricks, he even patted him funny. head of.

"Where's your idol baggage?"

Xia Xin suddenly thought that those evasions were all illusions, and suspected that his inexplicable recklessness had an effect. He seemed to feel that the boundary between him and Mi Zhiqiu had become more blurred.

After arranging the distribution of personnel at the scene, he seemed to have left the Propaganda Department naturally and followed Mi Zhiqiu all the time. One minister became the follower of another deputy minister.

Before that, they rarely showed that they had a good relationship in the student union.

The distance between people is subtle.

Xia Xin suddenly sighed the same as Mi Zhiqiu unconsciously.

After the party was over, the culture department was completed, and the sports department, which was the logistics department, came on stage next. Xia Xin suddenly waited for Mi Zhiqiu to come out at the backstage exit.

Everyone took it for granted and reminded Mi Zhiqiu that someone was waiting for him.

"All the belongings." Xia Xin suddenly held up the plastic flower that every VIP seat would give out in front of Mi Zhiqiu.

Mi Zhiqiu took the gift that he chose by himself, thought about it, and bought it for [-] cents, "Luck is really good."

There were a lot of small awards in this lottery, and nearly half of the people in the VIP seats took gifts.

"Thank you for the compliment." Xia Xin suddenly heard the little teasing behind his words, and still smiled as a compliment.

"I've been up at seven o'clock for a week." Mi Zhiqiu stretched his waist, and waved his hands to the staff around him who said goodbye to him.

"Didn't you have a party today?" Generally, there will be a celebration banquet for large events, especially the Ministry of Culture is busy the longest time at the scene.

"Tomorrow night, the chairman told us ministers to go out to get together on the weekend." Mi Zhiqiu couldn't find a place to put flowers, so he inserted the flower stems into his sleeves, only the buds of the flowers were exposed.

"Our department is also tomorrow night." Xia Xin suddenly flipped through the news in the group, "Today is indeed too late."

Before Mi Zhiqiu walked out of the auditorium, he looked back at the battlefield in the past few days, and felt that everything ended a little dreamily. The first large-scale event he participated in planning ended like this.

"How do you feel watching it from the audience?" Mi Zhiqiu seemed to be asking Xia Xinran, and it seemed to be asking the audience.

Xia Xin suddenly saw the petals protruding from his cuff being held in his palm.

When the party started, the lights in the entire hall were turned off.

Xia Xinran sat very far in front, and when he looked down the stage, he could find the walkie-talkie in Mi Zhiqiu's hand, emitting a faint orange light.

Guaranteeing the success of the program requires the joint efforts of the front and back of the stage, and that little orange light has never faded away.Xia Xinran watched the program that had been repeated several times in the past few days, and couldn't help but follow the light to confirm Mi Zhiqiu's position.He would return to the backstage for a while and disappear without a trace, sometimes he would be off the stage, inspecting the completion of the stage, and sometimes he would go around to the sidelines and whisper something to the person who controlled the speakers.

The wide open and close lights on the stage and the entangled sounds seem to be faded, and he can always find Mi Zhiqiu who is only a silhouette under the stage at a glance.

It was as if there was light in him.

"It's dazzling." Xia Xin replied suddenly.