Time makes you fall

◎Night Party◎

Ms. Mao’s talk with the principal progressed very quickly. The principal was very happy to hear that the graduates of the school would return to school to help promote their alma mater. The two sides discussed the content of the promotional film. The channel will be negotiated soon.

Director Mei didn't care about these trivial matters and had no opinion.

On the other hand, Sister Mao's good friends and Qin Tian's agent, Sister Mu, asked, "It's free to use so many multimedia channels, and all you sell are your favors. Don't you lose money?"

Sister Mao snorted: "Can I, Mao Jia, do that loss-making business? The promotional video takes a total of 1 minute, and it doesn't take too much effort for Zhu Yao to shoot. If it spreads, it can also create a positive and pure image of Zhu Yao."

"It's just blood money!"

Sister Mu gave a thumbs up: "You are the best."

Sister Mao snorted twice: "It's not that human beings are still playing around in the entertainment industry."

Except Zhu Yao.

Sister Mao has always felt that Zhu Yao, who is so stupid, is simply a different kind of entertainment circle.

******

In the evening, when Qu Qingcheng was grading homework, he received a call from Zhu Yao: "Well, the agreement between Sister Mao and the school has been negotiated, do you know?"

Qu Qingcheng said warmly: "I know, Sister Mao told me."

"Then I... will come into the classroom tomorrow to listen to your lecture."

Qu Qingcheng smiled and said, "It's the same as five years ago, it's quite nostalgic."

"When I first became a teacher."

"It's different." Zhu Yao said, "I've grown up. And..."

And we kissed.

For some reason, Zhu Yao didn't say this, but Qu Qingcheng seemed to hear it.

She coughed lightly.

Zhu Yao said: "Actually, I'm a little nervous. I always feel that the feeling of sitting under the podium and watching you is different from when I was in school."

"Why is it different?"

"Well, didn't I go to school to find a feeling." Zhu Yao asked: "Have you read the script? Sister Mao said she gave it to you."

"Looked."

"It's just... the students have complicated feelings for the teacher. Later, when they were not teachers and students, they still..."

Once again Zhu Yao didn't say anything, but Qu Qingcheng knew what she didn't say.

It was the contents of Qu Qingcheng's dream.

Obsessed.Lingering.It can also evaporate sweat in winter.There was a mist rising from the misty eyes.

Zhu Yao said again: "So I'm quite nervous."

In fact, Qu Qingcheng was also quite nervous, so nervous that he didn't know what to say, so he asked along the way: "How nervous?"

Zhu Yao smiled: "Why don't you watch it yourself?"

"what?"

"You open the window."

Qu Qingcheng was slightly surprised, stood up and walked to the window, drew the curtains and opened the window.

The lights in the yard were too dim, and the thin moon in late autumn couldn't see through, but the face of the girl in front of the window was the moon falling in the yard.

It lights up the night, and also lights up Qu Qingcheng's window.

Zhu Yao stood in the yard smoking a cigarette, saw Qu Qingcheng open the window, smiled and waved to her: "Do you see that I'm nervous?"

"No."

Zhu Yao smiled: "That means my acting skills are not bad."

"Really? Then why was he scolded by Director Mei?"

Zhu Yao made a deliberate "ah", and Qu Qingcheng smiled.

Zhu Yao asked her: "Are you done with your work?"

"almost."

"Then...you chat with me for a while, I was told by Director Mei just now."

"Is it so miserable?" Qu Qingcheng smiled slightly: "What are you talking about?"

"You can talk about anything." Zhu Yao took a puff of a cigarette, and looked at Qu Qingcheng at the window with a smile: "What did you talk about with Shang Xiaoran and the others?"

"What are you talking about with your favorite student now?"

"Talk about everything." Qu Qingcheng said: "Talk about the dramas they like, the stars they follow, what cosmetics they secretly use that won't be seen by the dean..."

Zhu Yao asked, "Did they tell you everything?"

"Yes." Qu Qingcheng said with a smile: "Shang Xiaoran used to wear a transparent mascara to school every day, don't you know?"

"Of course I don't know..."

The two chatted slowly, looking at each other through the night.

The clouds half-covering the moon moved slowly, and the moonlight changed into different angles.

The voices of both of them were very low. In fact, in such a quiet night, if the voices of the two were louder, there would be no need to hold the mobile phone.

I don't know if it is to ensure the necessity of the mobile phone conversation, the voices of the two are low, as if someone is whispering in the ear.

Zhu Yao suddenly said, "Okay."

"What's up?"

"look."

Zhu Yao walked towards the flower bed, and Qu Qingcheng's gaze followed her slowly.

"Here." Zhu Yao pointed to the corner of the flower bed, then looked up at Qu Qingcheng at the window: "Can you see it?"

Qu Qingcheng lowered his voice: "Yes, I saw it."

A small white flower, of unknown species, bloomed in a low-key and inconspicuous corner.

However, it just so happened that at this time, the angle of the moonlight was special, and the only ray of light that shone over was impartial, and it fell on this little white flower.

The brighter and brighter flowers next to it fell in the darkness, but this small white flower was lit up, emitting a halo like a stream mist, shining brightly.

Zhu Yao suddenly said softly, "Happy birthday, Qu Qingcheng."

"Today is November 11th, your birthday, right?"

Inexplicably, Qu Qingcheng suddenly wanted to cry.

Before that, since she was a student, she had seen many girls harvest flowers, such as hydrangeas, irises, sunflowers... After that, in the long years, she had also seen many colleagues harvest flowers, such as roses, ping-pong chrysanthemums, bellflowers... …When there are as many as 99 flowers, it is so grand that no one can hug it.

But in Qu Qingcheng's heart, there was no one who could surpass Zhu Yao's "flower delivery" this time.

Not only because of that extreme, pure, timed artful almost miraculous beauty.

It was also because, at that time, the pain in Qu Qingcheng's heart, which Zhu Yao didn't know at the time, echoed that little white flower that was originally inconspicuous.

Qu Qingcheng asked softly, "How do you know that the moonlight can light up this flower at this moment?"

Zhu Yao smiled: "Because I often can't find my form, and I'm under a lot of pressure, I often go to the yard at night to smoke."

"I also accidentally saw it one night. The moonlight was shining on this little white flower. It was very beautiful."

"From then on, when I smoked, I observed it to see what kind of angle the moonlight could shine on."

"Does it look good?" Zhu Yao smiled.

"It's pretty." Qu Qingcheng sniffed.

"You have a cold?" Zhu Yao asked.

"...Maybe a little bit."

Zhu Yao said: "Then you close the window, I just came to see the moonlight snapshot, I want you to see this flower and say happy birthday to you."

"Thank you."

Zhu Yao suddenly said: "I suddenly found out that you don't go back to your parents' house for your birthday?"

Qu Qingcheng was silent for a moment.

Then he smiled and said, "One year older, I don't intend to celebrate."

Zhu Yao said softly: "Good night, happy birthday."

Qu Qingcheng responded softly: "Well, very happy."

******

After self-study was over the next morning, Qu Qingcheng heard commotion in the corridor.

The first period was her class, and she happened to go out with the textbook in her arms to see what was going on.

The hallway is full of people, and the inner three floors and the outer three floors are surrounded by students.

Qu Qingcheng thought that a student was injured, so he squeezed over: "What's wrong? What's the situation?"

When I got closer, I was stunned.

It's the principal, with Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao was wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School at this time, very low-key, with a ponytail poking out from behind the peaked cap, and wearing a mask.

But maybe a teacher leaked the news, and the students knew in advance that Zhu Yao was coming to school today, and Zhu Yao's outfit was brought by the principal, but they were instantly recognized.

"Ah, it's really Zhu Yao!"

"The real person is so tall, so thin, and so small!"

There were also Zhu Yao fans who were even more excited: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yaobao!"

"I saw a female goose with my own eyes in my lifetime!"

"The female goose is really fierce, milky and obedient!"

Qu Qingcheng was standing among the students with his textbooks in his arms, listening to a group of teenage children call "female goose" to Zhu Yao, who was in his 20s, he couldn't laugh or cry.

The principal was a little proud and complacent about the fact that there was a star in the school, and said, "Don't all surround yourself! Then I'll call your teacher over!"

I didn't really ask the teacher to stop these students, so more and more people gathered in the corridor.

Fortunately, the class bell rang at this time, and the principal took the opportunity to say: "Hurry up and go back to your respective classrooms for class."

He saw Qu Qingcheng in the group of students who were gradually dispersing: "Teacher Qu, it's just in time."

"Zhuyao is here, and I'll hand her over to you."

Qu Qingcheng nodded: "Okay."

The principal also left, and the corridor finally became empty.

Zhu Yao took off his hat and mask and took a deep breath: "Huh."

Qu Qingcheng lowered his voice and smiled: "I didn't expect you to be so popular."

They had to lower their voices, because they were standing at the door of class two, and all the students in the class were looking out.

Zhu Yao also smiled: "Where is it popular? You haven't seen the drama I acted in, have you?"

"I've seen Qin Tian play it."

Qu Qingcheng said: "I just clicked on that one by accident!"

She asked Zhu Yao: "Are you ready to enter the classroom?"

Zhu Yao nodded: "But I'm really nervous."

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "Let's go."

******

Qu Qingcheng led Zhu Yao into the classroom: "You all know that Zhu Yao will come to school to shoot a promotional video today."

Zhu Yao stood next to Qu Qingcheng on the podium and smiled, "Hi everyone, I am Zhu Yao, a new transfer student from Class [-], Grade [-]."

Everyone laughed.

It was only then that Qu Qingcheng confirmed that Zhu Yao was indeed much more lively than before.

Qu Qingcheng said, "Then Zhu Yao, your seat is in the last row."

The last row of empty tables and chairs was arranged in advance.

Zhu Yao walked over obediently.

Zhang Yifeng is the one who is most familiar with Qu Qingcheng among the students in this class, and his personality is quite cheerful. At this time, he asked Qu Qingcheng, "Is Teacher Qu familiar with sister Zhu Yao?"

They both saw Qu Qingcheng and Zhu Yao standing at the door of the classroom talking in a low voice.

Qu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Zhu Yao belonged to my former student."

Zhu Yao sat at the end of the classroom, but suddenly said: "Familiar."

Qu Qingcheng and a class of students all looked over.

Zhu Yao said it again with a calm face: "Familiar, very familiar."

"Ms. Qu and I are indeed very familiar. With the cooperation of the Publicity School, we will become more and more familiar with each other in the future."

All the students in the class booed with an "Oh": "It's so good to know the celebrity so well!"

"I also want to be so familiar with celebrities."

Qu Qingcheng stood on the podium, pinching a piece of chalk and making his ears red.

This kid...is clearly not nervous at all!

******

Zhu Yao sat at the desk, looking up at Qu Qingcheng on the podium.

Qu Qingcheng leads Classes 1 and [-] this school year, Class [-] doesn't even change the classroom, it's the same one that Zhu Yao and the others used before.Zhu Yao listened to Qu Qingcheng read the text on the podium: "The leaves belong to the wind and not to the rain, and belong to the bright and clear sky and not to the heavy cloudy sky... (Note [-])"

Mild tone, with a little bit of a special southern accent.

Zhu Yao touched the desk, it was still the one they had used before.The one she is sitting on now was used by some student, probably not a very good student, who used a compasses to pierce many small holes on the side of the table, connecting them to form a word starting with F.

There is also a wooden board in the drawer, with the name of a girl group member written in purple ink from nowhere.

It seems that no matter which class of students, even those slightly boring preferences and habits are the same.Zhu Yao always felt that when she raised her eyes, she could still see the question of Shang Xiaoran sitting in front of her, raising her hand to answer Qu Qingcheng's question.

Qu Qingcheng asked on the podium: "What is the difference in meaning between leaves, fallen wood and wooden leaves in poetry?"

At this time, the person who raised her hand was replaced by the girl who asked the question just now. Zhu Yao heard Qu Qingcheng call her warmly: "Zhang Yifeng, come here."

Zhu Yao suddenly remembered - that's right, Shang Xiaoran is about to become a mother.

Taking a brand-new script, the curtain call is gradually drawn in the world of Zhu Yao and Qu Qingcheng, turning into a dusty past tense.

And Zhu Yao himself has become a complete adult.

In the wine game, we can no longer shirk the "younger, less skilled" kind.There will also be new juniors and seniors in the filming group, the kind who call her "Sister Yaoyao".

Zhu Yao once again looked up at Qu Qingcheng on the podium.

She secretly checked on her mobile phone, the area of ​​a classroom was about 120 square meters, and the distance between her at the back of the classroom and Qu Qingcheng on the podium was no more than ten meters.

It turns out...the distance is only ten meters.

In the eyes of Zhu Yao five years ago, it was a distance like a chasm, which could not be crossed no matter how hard he tried.

what about now?

Zhu Yao looked at Qu Qingcheng on the podium, Qu Qingcheng felt her gaze, and gave her a look with a smile.

Still talking in his mouth: "The tall trees are full of sad winds, and the sea is full of waves... (Remark 2)"

His lips moved.

When Qu Qingcheng's lips are not drinking, they are not Zhu Yao's naturally moist red, but a faint pink.

Unlike cherries, if you want to make a metaphor, it is probably like the petals of cherry blossoms in early spring in Japan. When the wind blows, they flutter down from the tree and stick to the lips of those who appreciate the flowers under the tree.

Is the person under the tree admiring the flowers Zhu Yao herself?

I don't know if it was because of the kiss on the night of drunkenness, Zhu Yao didn't know what was wrong with him, looking at Qu Qingcheng who was giving a lecture on the podium, these things came to mind in a mess.

She blushed and looked away.

On the other hand, Qu Qingcheng on the podium took another look at her.

******

The scene of the break between classes is probably the same as it was five years ago.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the cheerful girl rushed to the podium, at first she was holding a textbook and asking questions, but then she threw the textbook aside and chatted with Qu Qingcheng with a smile.

What is the difference between the former Shang Xiaoran and the current Sun Yifeng?

What about Zhu Yao himself?

Sitting at the desk in the last row, he bowed his head in silence.The difference is that in the past, she could really be turned into a silent background board, but now, she can feel that many people are peeping at her, and there are many people secretly taking pictures of her with their mobile phones in and out of the classroom.

Zhu Yao raised his head, smiled and said, "You can't send it out."

The students responded with "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to Zhu Yao's reaction. After the filming, they put away their phones and pretended to chat with their classmates about other things: "The show last night was really bloody..."

No one was really ashamed to come up and talk to Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao smiled.

Maybe it was these little recognitions that gave Zhu Yao courage, maybe it was Qu Qingcheng who accidentally looked over with a smile when chatting with the students gave Zhu Yao courage.

When Qu Qingcheng packed up the textbooks and was about to leave the classroom, Zhu Yao stood up.

She is wearing a pair of white sneakers today, the same as when she was a student. The uppers are a little dusty, and the laces are twisted crookedly——the crew's choreography is so meticulous that Zhu Yao suddenly thinks that these are her original shoes. .

She walked in the direction of the podium.

One step, two steps, three steps.

It turned out that it only took eighteen steps.

In only eighteen steps, she at the back of the classroom could walk to Qu Qingcheng on the podium.

Qu Qingcheng picked up the textbook, smiled softly and said to her, "Let's go."

******

The two walked out of the classroom together.

Qu Qingcheng asked: "Wait until the time to do exercises between classes?"

In the promotional video that was agreed to be shot, there was a scene of exercising between classes.

Zhu Yao nodded, and Qu Qingcheng smiled.

"You little boy."

Zhu Yao slowly showed a "?" expression.

Qu Qingcheng said: "Sometimes I feel that you have changed, as if you are a little more cheerful than when you were in high school."

"Sometimes I feel that you haven't changed at all, and you are still so quiet."

Zhu Yao just said "hmm".

She hoped that she hadn't changed, and she hoped that she had changed.

Very contradictory mentality.

Qu Qingcheng walked along the corridor towards the office, and asked Zhu Yao, "Where did the principal arrange for you to go now? If you don't know the place, I can take you there."

Zhu Yao asked: "Can I go to your office and wait to do exercises between classes?"

Qu Qingcheng let out an "ah".

Zhu Yao: "No way?"

"No, no." Qu Qingcheng smiled and shook his head: "It's just that I thought that you stars cherish time like gold, have a particularly tight schedule, and trot all the way."

"I didn't expect there to be such a time when nothing was waiting."

Zhu Yao smiled: "You can, Teacher Qu."

"I also know that the artist's schedule is very tight, it seems that you are not completely primitive."

Qu Qingcheng stared at her with a smile: "You kid, you are different from before, you have started talking arrogantly."

Zhu Yao glanced at Qu Qingcheng's hand.

Holding the teaching material, it is white, thin but not boneless, like jade with a little light, it is really beautiful,

In the script, there is a section where the girl suddenly holds the teacher's hand.

Thinking about that scene, Zhu Yao shuffled away, but her heart was pounding, and the noisy voices of the students in her ears became a blurred background sound, buzzing.

She stared at it for a moment, then let out a breath.

Still...don't dare.

He pretended to be casual and said, "Is that okay?"

"Go to your office and wait to do exercises between classes."

Qu Qingcheng was slightly surprised, maybe even Zhu Yao didn't realize that there was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Qu Qingcheng finally smiled and said: "Okay, just go to my office and wait, I will find you a chair to sit next to me."

******

Qu Qingcheng took Zhu Yao into the office.

There are not many teachers in the office, and some of them have gone to class.

They were all busy preparing lessons with their heads down, until one of them said, "This is..."

Qu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Zhu Yao is going to shoot the promotional video of No. [-] Middle School today, you all know that."

The teachers all raised their heads and looked at Zhu Yao who was beside Qu Qingcheng.

Zhu Yao was a little embarrassed: "Hello, teachers."

Watching it with ordinary fans and being watched by a room full of teachers is still very different.

Fortunately, there is no teacher who taught Zhu Yao before in this office, and Lao Fang is not there, otherwise Zhu Yao would be even more nervous, and there is always a fear of failing the exam in his heart.

"Zhu Yao, what..." A female teacher came over with a smile, "Can you sign me?"

"Huh?" The teacher is still chasing stars?

"My daughter likes you very much, can I sign it?" The female teacher held a notebook and a pen in her hand.

Several other teachers also gathered around: "I want to sign too."

"My daughter likes you too." "My niece likes you too."

Zhu Yao looked at Qu Qingcheng.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Qu Qingcheng smiled and said, "If it doesn't violate your regulations, you can sign it."

Zhu Yao took the pen obediently and cleverly: "Sign."

Signing each notebook that was handed over in turn, Qu Qingcheng looked at it with a smile on the side.

A teacher said: "Zhu Yao, you are really good-looking."

Zhu Yao blushed: "Thank you."

"Speaking of words, don't be angry. My daughter watches your super talk every day. I also said that she looks average. I didn't expect real people to be so good-looking."

"Where have you been tweaked?"

"Hey, why are you asking such an impolite question!"

"It's okay." Zhu Yao said with a smile: "I haven't done it anywhere, it's original." After thinking about it, he added: "Shouldn't those water injections be counted?"

"That doesn't count." The teacher who asked the question said with emotion: "You said people's parents, why are they so good at giving birth!"

After a noisy signing, the teachers all dispersed.

Being able to be a teacher is probably a character that can calm down.Lesson preparation and homework batching will not keep staring at Zhu Yao.

Qu Qingcheng found a chair for Zhu Yao: "Can I sit next to my desk?"

Zhu Yao took the chair: "I move it myself."

Move the chair to Qu Qingcheng's desk and put it down.

"What are you doing while you're waiting?" Qu Qingcheng smiled, "How about finding you a textbook so you can memorize it?"

"..." Zhu Yao suddenly remembered the fear of being dominated by classical Chinese: "Please forgive me."

Qu Qingcheng smiled softly, under the incandescent light in the office, there was a halo, which was indeed the feeling of the teacher.

Zhu Yao looked a little dazed.

Until Qu Qingcheng asked: "Then what are you doing?"

Zhu Yao: "Let me read the script, the electronic file is saved in the phone."

"Sure." Qu Qingcheng glanced out the window before sitting down, "The sky is very cloudy."

"Ah."

"I hope it won't rain. If it rains, I won't be able to do exercises between classes."

"Hopefully."

Qu Qingcheng sat on the long side of the desk to approve homework, and Zhu Yao sat on the short side of the desk to look at his mobile phone. There was a [-]-degree angle between the two of them. Zhu Yao raised his eyelids slightly and could see Qu Qingcheng's profile.

From time to time, she reached out to push the gold-rimmed glasses, and there were traces of red ink on her white fingers.

Zhu Yao thought, it doesn’t matter if it rains or not.

It's also good to give her a reason to come to school again.

At that time, she didn't know that it did rain as she wished, but when she came to school to make up the video, Qu Qingcheng went to another school to attend classes and was not there.

There are always regrets, dotted with strings of misses.

The author says:

Remark 1: From Lin Geng's "Say "Konoha"".

Remark 2: From Cao Zhi's "Walking of Yellow Birds in Noda".