His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 16 First Love Is a Supermodel (2)

Ding Yanfeng ran fast because he was strong, tall, and long-legged, while Xi Jinping was thin and small, and if he was lucky enough to win the sprint championship, he should be grateful to those little bastards who bullied her all day long.

It is conceivable that the chaotic scene of a group of stinky boys chasing a little girl is like a police and gangster race in a spy movie.

Hope to run like a scud, but every time they get stuck in a small alley, scrambling to grab her hair, kick her butt, form a circle, and scramble to throw her schoolbag.

If Ding Yanfeng came to Yaxing, he would take the lead and force Xiji to sing.

At first, Xi Ji didn't know how to deal with it and could only cry.

As soon as she cried, they pulled her red scarf, pulled her arms, pulled her collar, and scolded her, frowning: Cry, cry, don't cry, stretch your neck over!

So Hope stretched his neck.

She has seven birthmarks, which occupy most of the skin on her neck.

——This thing is so strange!

The boy stared at Xiji's neck, as if he saw the best equipment in an online game, and opened his mouth in amazement.

It can also be said that Xi Ji grew up in an environment where he was watched like a star since he was a child.

At the end, Ding Yanfeng forced her to sing again, and then she cried even more.

And when I hope to realize that "girls' crying will only make boys more proud" one day, I obediently learn to stretch my neck to let them admire the "Big Dipper" before being bullied, and then sing softly to them.

Basically, I hope that it will be like this from the beginning of knowing what "singing" is. Except for class time, she is singing.

On the way to and from school, I plugged in my earphones, went to the musical instrument shop at night to rub the shoulders of the old man who was playing shifts, and then played the cheapest piano and guitar.

Later, she began to make up some interesting tunes to amuse herself, and her singing became more and more clear, loud and beautiful, and the time that boys bullied her became shorter and shorter.

Hope alone, dozens of his punks, surrounded her in the small alleys of Cat Street.

Hope to stand on the tall brick pile, sing from Jay Chou to Tao Zhe, from Eason Chan to Wang Feng.

After singing, they knocked the water bottle on the wall.

Learning from the scenes in foreign concerts, shouting "encore", "bravo", and "one more".

The overwhelming shouts pierced the sunset, just like cheerleaders on a football field.

It was in that year that Chu Fang entered the world of hope.

That evening, Xiji left the school gate and went straight to Maojie Alley.

When they got there, a boy hugged her playfully, pushed her in front of a boy in a white cashmere sweater, and yelled at her as before: Stretch your neck over here!
Hoping to obediently stretch his neck.

As if showing off a treasure, they shouted: "This is this, this is this..."

Beside the boy was a white violin case, and he was sitting on a white stool with a pile of dirty mud.

Facing the orange sunset, he raised his head and smiled playfully.

The piled mud was finally completed, and it turned out to be a lifelike castle.

"Chu Fang, Chu Fang, look here, she is Hope!"

The boys call him Chu Fang.

Chu Fang calmly wiped his hands with a paper towel, approached, and looked at Xiji's neck.

The boys also stared at her birthmark.

For so many years, she has long turned a blind eye to other people's gaze, so she doesn't mind, but peeks at everyone's expressions.

Their expressions, a little envious, a little surprised, are very funny.

In this way, Xi Ji discovered something different about Chu Fang: his eyes did not fall on her birthmark, but he was looking at her.

——She peeped into other people's expressions, and he peeked into her eyes.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and people who look at the scenery look at you upstairs.

(End of this chapter)