On the Possibility of Finding Success in Online Dating

In fact, Zheng Xiyao is not that picky eater. Although it is indeed what Yu Qi said, some dishes, such as eggplant, are sweetened and Zheng Xiyao will eat them.

It was rare for Yu Qi to take the initiative to wash the dishes this evening, of course Zheng Xiyao would not rush over to help, so he leisurely went to eat apples on the sofa.

Yu Qi admired Zheng Xiyao for this.

I ate a lot at night, and I still have fruit in my stomach.

"By the way." Zheng Xiyao suddenly looked at Yu Qi who came out of the kitchen and was wiping his hands, "What time will class start tomorrow? I didn't hear it, and I might have forgotten it if I heard it. I'll see if I need you, please call me .”

Yu Qi held Zheng Xiyao's wrist, took a bite of an apple with his hand, and asked, "You can't get up at eight for class at nine?"

Zheng Xiyao thought about the morning when he was getting more and more sleepy every day, bit an apple and said vaguely: "Then if I'm very tired and haven't gone out yet, please call me, I'm really afraid I won't be able to get up. "

"What's the matter?" Yu Qi asked him, "I saw that you haven't been able to sleep like this. Didn't you wake up early during the summer vacation?"

"It was summer vacation." Zheng Xiyao emphasized, "I am too tired to go to school, my brain is exhausted too quickly, and I have left too much homework, which has already broken my biological clock to go to bed at ten o'clock. Now it is good to go to bed before twelve o'clock Yes, I need enough sleep too much."

Yu Qi took another bite of his apple, thought of something, and smiled: "Scientific research shows that staying up late for a long time will make you stupid and bald. Do you want me to buy Bawang for you?"

This conversation is a bit familiar, like what he said to Old Director Liu in junior high school.

Heaven is good to reincarnate.

Zheng Xiyao gritted his teeth and replied: "No need!"

One minute to eight o'clock, Zheng Xiyao collapsed on the sofa with Yu Ying's pillow in his arms, not even leaving a place for Yu Qi to sit on, and occupied almost all of it.

"Get up." Yu Qi held his wrist and shook his arm, "It's time to do homework."

Zheng Xiyao buried her face in the pillow, crying, "No!"

Eight o'clock is usually the time when Yu Ying came out to wash up after practicing the piano. In the past, she would come over to ask Zheng Xiyao if he had a lot of homework and tell him to go to bed early. Today, not only did she not come to the living room, she also did not leave the house.

"Qiqi, can you help me get the suitcase here?"

Yu Qi pushed the suitcase into the bedroom and asked, "What's the matter? Do you want to accompany the students to the competition again? Why do you still use the 24-inch one? Will you be going for a long time?"

Yu Ying put the clothes folded on the bed into the suitcase, and laughed and teased her son: "Look, those who don't know think you are my little boyfriend. If you don't go to the competition, your Aunt Su wants me to play the piano for her." , is a musical, are you interested?"

Yu Qi helped her clean up and said, "I can't go if I'm interested. Classes will start tomorrow in No. 9 Middle School. Xiao Qing's shy character when seeing strangers, and Yaoyao. Classes don't end until after [-] o'clock in the evening. I It's safe to come back with him."

"Indeed." Yu Ying said, "I told you two days before I go home, just pick me up at the airport for half a day."

"Okay, got it."

After packing his luggage, Yu Qi went to the living room to look for his mother's zither bag. Unexpectedly, the child Zheng Xiyao curled up on the sofa with a pillow and fell asleep.

"Yo, I guess I'm too tired." Yu Ying said with a smile, and went back to the room and took Zhang Xialiang's quilt to cover him, "Let him sleep for a while, let's move more slowly."

When he returned to the bedroom, Yu Qi still closed the door, saving Zheng Xiyao from waking up.

Yu Ying asked: "Did Xiaoyu say when he will be back?"

Yu Qi shook his head and said, "My brother... I didn't say that. Anyway, I will definitely come back during the Chinese New Year. I don't know if I will come back before then. He seems to be quite busy recently."

Yu Ying said "Oh", and asked Xiao Qing in a somewhat oblique way: "Where is Qingqing? Why didn't you hear about Qingqing's boyfriend when you came here to teach this time? Didn't you quarrel?"

"It's not noisy." Yu Qi kept his head down while pulling the cloth bag, unable to see his expression, "With Xiao Qing's character, how dare he quarrel with Xiao Qing? No, even pets can't be pampered. "

Yu Ying said again: "Then another day, let's bring Qingqing and Ruxu back for a meal. Didn't Xiaomu come too? I haven't seen them for a long time, and I really miss them."

"Okay." Yu Qi nodded and tied the mouth of the bag, "When you come back from this business trip, Chen Jiamu has also settled down. Yesterday Cui Ruxu and Yue Xiyan also said they wanted to eat your cooking."

"Okay." Yu Ying smiled, and asked Yu Qi cautiously, "Then... what about you? Do you still dislike boys touching you so much?"

After going around in circles, Yu Ying finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

Yu Qi's hands froze, his whole body froze like petrochemicals, and his head still didn't lift up.

The mother was worried that the child would never be able to get out of that shadow, Yu Ying stretched out her hand to hold the child's hand in her palm, and comforted: "Forget it, forget it, I'm just... oh... I'm sorry Ah Qiqi, I mentioned something you are not happy about again."

"No." Yu Qi also held his mother's hand, pursed his lips, "I'm not so repulsive anymore, I will meet someone I like sooner or later, I'm only 23, don't worry, Mom, I'll bring it home one day .”

"Okay!" Yu Ying smiled, rubbing Yu Qi's fingers with her thumb, her smile was soft and affectionate, "Don't rush, help me think about what else to bring, I am old and my brain is not good Make it."

"What are you talking about?" Yu Qi raised his head and smiled, "You're still young, what do you mean by being old?"

I also missed the power bank, which is in Yu Qi's house.

Zheng Xiyao in the living room was still asleep. It could be seen that he was really tired. There were two dark circles under his eyes, and the callus on the middle finger of his right hand became more and more obvious.

Before the division into classes, Zheng Xiyao at this time was still playing games and could say that homework was finished in the break, but now he can’t, the teacher is talking about new knowledge, the efficiency of self-study like summer vacation is too low, and class You must listen, and after listening, you must do your homework and papers in time to consolidate the newly acquired knowledge.

It turned out that Yu Qi had also experienced the hardships of Zheng Xiyao.

Zheng Xiyao, a dead boy, was a little dishonest in his sleep, and Xia Liang, who was doing well, was half kicked down.

Yu Qi put the power bank into his trouser pocket, walked over and picked up Xia Liang's quilt, which was drooping on the ground, and put it on Zheng Xiyao's stomach. When he was about to leave, he rubbed Zheng Xiyao's hair by accident.

Zheng Xiyao's hair was soft and felt good when rubbed.

It's still itchy...

Yu Qi withdrew his hand as if struck by electricity, almost fleeing in despair.

The word "itch" can't be mentioned, but when I mention it, I can think of the cool fingertips on the sofa in the studio at noon, drawing light and light on the palm of my hand, and the indelible immaturity in the eyes of the teenager, and Red ear tips when panicked.

Fuck...fucking....

Yu Qi squatted on the ground leaning against the door, the black eyes that couldn't get rid of in his mind were dying.

It turned out to be late the next day.

Yu Qi leaned against the door frame and saw Zheng Xiyao brushing his teeth two or three times, splashing clean water on his face before going back to the house to change clothes, suddenly felt that he shouldn't be allowed to sleep until 10 o'clock last night, he slept energetically No way, I do my homework late at night, and I don't sleep until two o'clock in the morning.

I didn't get up in the morning.

The child's hair exploded into a chicken coop, and he ran from the bedroom to the living room with his bare upper body, looking for the black sweater that was thrown away by him yesterday and lay quietly on the ground.

"Hey!" Yu Qi called to Zheng Xiyao who was about to put on clothes, "Look at the dirt on the clothes! Can't you change your body?"

Changed into the same black sweater.

Yu Qi looked him up and down, and when he opened the door, he suddenly asked, "You don't have clothes of other colors?"

"Yes." Zheng Xiyao said with a slice of bread in his mouth, "The black one is easy to wear, let's go, it's 8:26, I'm going to be late."

How is it possible, there is no traffic jam on Saturday, and it is 8 minutes faster than usual when I arrive at school.

All professional courses are held in the activity building. The first small class is broadcast together. Everyone chats briefly, and then let the real broadcast teacher introduce himself, so the classroom is selected in the largest activity room .

In order not to cause disturbances on the forum, Zheng Xiyao asked Yu Qi to sit in the car for an extra 5 minutes. The frightened Zheng Xiyao just couldn't live or die.

When Yu Qi entered the class, the broadcasting teacher had already introduced himself. In order not to interfere with the teacher's lecture, he sneaked out the back door and sat quietly behind Zheng Xiyao.

Teacher Yu: Why do you like the last row so much?

Yao.: For freedom!

Teacher Yu: ...

Yu Qi remembered that when they went to school, the last row was embarrassing, like a shame zone, the people who sat there were the worst in the class, and when they met a few boring people, they would be "last one" It's annoying to call it that.

The male teacher Liu Tianhui asked everyone to read the articles on the PPT one by one, one by one, in Mandarin, preferably with some emotion, and he wanted to hear how the students' voices were.

There were quite a few people in the class who came to join in the fun, and they all listened to Yu Qi's words yesterday, and sat here as soon as their brains got hot for the beauty of the two male teachers.

The reading of the article is also very emotional, but the emotion is too much, the cadence is ups and downs, lively, and it sounds like a primary school student reading the text aloud with emotion.

It was the end of Zheng Xiyao again.

It was also the first time for Yu Qi to hear Zheng Xiyao read an article. It turned out that when the kid was joking and talking to him in the voice of the broadcast, he thought that the child might have learned the broadcast for a while, but he had almost forgotten it, but the basics were still there. He just listened to it. It is better than that group of non-professionals.

The teacher's ears are sharper, and he can even hear the problems, but on the first day of class, he doesn't talk about the shortcomings.

The female teacher Bai Xiang asked him: "Student, have you ever studied broadcasting?"

Zheng Xiyao said: "After learning for a while, soon, I learned to play."

He put Bai Xiang's last two questions back into his mouth without showing any sympathy, and even acted like "I'm answering the questions obediently", which was extremely deceptive.

Teacher Yu: How long have you been studying?

Yao.: Three years

Teacher Yu: Are you really learning to play?

Yao.: Yes, otherwise why don’t I go to No.[-] Middle School

5 minutes later

Yao.: Teacher Yu, when are you going to play? The audience is about to fall asleep

Teacher Yu: Call Teacher Yu again and I will kick you

Yao.: ...

Yao.: Teacher Yu

A sharp and abrupt sound of chair legs rubbing against the ground resounded throughout the activity room, and everyone glanced at Zheng Xiyao at the same time, with piles of question marks on their faces.

Zheng Xiyao's face turned red in an instant.

"I'm sorry, teacher... I want to move the stool..."

"Oh..." Liu Tianhui was also frightened, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "It's all right."

It's over, shame on me.

The second half of the first section is taught by Xiao Qing and Yu Qi, but because Yu Qi doesn't like to give lectures to students, the teacher can't help but sit at the end, no matter how Xiao Qing looks at him for help It doesn't work.

"Hmm..." Xiao Qing found a folder called [Movies] from his hard disk and opened it, saying, "We have said everything we should have said yesterday, let's show you a video today, just so we can have a little analyze it."

The folder is further divided into five small folders [China], [United States], [Europe], [Asia], and [Clips]. Xiao Qing opened the [Clips] folder, and roughly estimated that there are about three folders in it. Forty videos.

Amazing.

Xiao Qing swiped the mouse wheel up and down to look up and down twice before finding the video called "Mixed Cuts of Hundred Years Classic Movies".

About 5 minutes, starting from "The Train Enters the Station", one after another, the time is getting more and more backward, from a train passing by to the first gunshot, the short video reached a small peak of "plot". From verbal impulsiveness to physical violence to two people pointing at each other with guns, the "plot" slowly eased and turned into the departure of a single character.There are men and women who leave when they break up, friends who leave, and finally a farewell.But the last shady past, is a little girl, with an innocent smile, saying "I'm back".

Very inspiring.

Xiao Qing completely ignored the excitement of the students who hadn't calmed down, and accurately dragged the progress bar to the scene where the train was coming.

"Students, look."

Xiao Qing pressed the right arrow on the keyboard, and the video jumped back for a second, turning into a person riding a horse.

"Did you see it?" Xiao Qing swung the cursor twice, then jumped back and forth again, "This is an editing method, the train is driving this way, the horse is also riding this way, the two of them are moving A kind of unity is formed in the direction, which is a kind of cutting... Oh, what do I tell you about this, forget it, I’ve talked about it, let’s see.”

Xiao Qing dragged it to the place where the characters in the video were arguing and started playing it, and put it on the two people pointing at each other.

"Can you see something?"

A classmate at the bottom answered him: "It's getting more and more intense."

"Yes." Xiao Qing nodded, "This is a kind of accumulation of emotions during editing. It's like...that...friends quarreling. The quarrel between two people must start with one thing, and then slowly accumulate , the more tired, the more intense the emotions, and finally exploded, out of control, this is the two people pointing at each other."

When Xiao Qing was lecturing, it was very different from his usual one. The shy big brother disappeared and became this teacher who was talking on the podium.

When people are doing something seriously, they will emit light.