I See The Galaxy

It was a simple birthday party, and the two newly-acquainted boys were staring at Yu Xing secretly almost the whole time.

Yu Xing didn't notice anything else. She and Su Qiu had not seen each other for a long time. She went home last week and Su Qiu went to make up the class. Say.

Several girls chatted hot, Su Qiu, as a birthday star, did not ignore the boys. From the afternoon to the evening, a group of people had a great time. The two "newcomers" kept their faces straight, silently inserting needles, waiting for Yu Xing to do his best as a gentleman.

The cautious and shy look is also a bit cute.

The venue after dinner is a quiet bar.

It is quieter than the usual KTVs and bars, and the atmosphere is better. You can sit and chat and play games, and there are live performances by resident singers.

Su Qiu and his party sat down, ordered drinks, started with the game of shaking the sieve cup, and played all the games that are currently popular in student gatherings. Until the resident singer finished the halftime work, Li Maikong on the small table in the middle was there, and pushed each other up to sing.

Yu Xing sucked lightly with a straw in her mouth. The cup was freshly squeezed juice with a few more ice cubes. She still likes to drink cold this season.

Maybe a few of them are talking and the topic is thrown.

"Yu Xing, do you want to go up and sing?"

Jia Rou just pushed and refused, but seeing the situation, she was busy with the water, and said: "Yes, Yu Xing, you go to sing!"

Yu Xing couldn't help laughing: "Why give me the blame?"

Jiarou begged for mercy and coaxed: "I sing really bad! You sing one, sing one!"

"I don't sing very well..."

"It's okay, let's go."

"But..."

I wanted to refuse, but Su Qiu suddenly leaned over: "Just sing one, the one we often sing together at KTV."

My aunt gave her a gift on her birthday long ago. Of course Yu Xing wanted her to be happy. She had spoken, and now she didn't want to spoil everyone's happiness, so she had to be caught off the shelf.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the store, they came early, and with the corner booths, there were only two or three table people.

Yu Xing caught Su Qiu's coquettish coquettishly: "Just one song."

Su Qiu sweetly compared her with "OK".

After taking the stage, the clerk in charge of the audio helped to choose the accompaniment and handed the microphone to her. Yu Xing sat on the high wooden bench, her whole body was dark, and the only light on the stage was shining on her.

This old song, which she and Su Qiu both liked, became popular decades ago.

The accompaniment started for a while, and the melody was gentle and melodious. Apart from Su Qiu, guests from other tables also looked at her.

Yu Xing felt that her voice was not sweet, but the song was sweet, and she couldn't help laughing as she sang.

…

"My day, there are beautiful women!"

Quiet the corner booth, the sharp-eyed boy was the first to see the stage, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the rest raised their eyes and asked, "Where?"

"The-"

The girl sitting on the high wooden bench had picturesque brows and eyes, and the sweet voice in the sound and the lighting on the stage seemed to create an atmosphere for her.

Especially those eyes, they are so beautiful.

A group of teenagers looked straight.

Why is she so white, so white that she feels red when you poke her face with your fingertips, this picture, even thinking about it, makes people feel guilty.

One of the boys, who had just shaved a short inch, touched his round head in a daze: "Do you think I can be a microphone..."

A boy was watching and talking.

"Definitely not our school."

"Nonsense, if only our school had met before."

“Have you never seen this person in the sixth and seventh middle schools nearby?”

"Probably not in our district..."

Speaking, a mobile phone in the seat was raised, aiming at the stage to take a photo.

"What are you doing?"

The boy who was asked sent to the WeChat friend group: "Isn't brother Huai not here today, show him!"

This building is the third year of Tokugawa Middle School, and it is in the same school district as the public No. 6 and No. 7 schools.

The boy sent the photo to the group, and in less than half a minute, he immediately blew up a few bad friends who were not there tonight.

【Who is this? 】

[Who? 】

【Who is it】

…

When I saw Qin Huai finally appear, I asked: [Who is this? 】

The boy said: [I don’t know, I met you in Jingba. 】

All of the boys picked up their mobile phones and joined the group chat. The group of people who used to play together were everywhere. You and I chatted eagerly:

[It looks better than the school flower. 】

[Agreed. 】

[Her voice is so sweet, I announce that I am off the list. 】

[Take off NMB, don't hurry up and ask for contact information, you idiots! 】

】

Qin Huai interjected, obviously dissatisfied: [I don't know how many times you can tell me? 】

】

Seeing this sentence, no one in the group spoke for three seconds, and they all clicked on the photos to study. The brown skirt is slightly chromatic under the light, the two-color pattern is thinly embellished on the skirt, and the bottom edge is black and gold.

[It seems to be true! 】

[Fuck, your eyes are so good. 】

It is also a private high school. Although Tokugawa is a lot worse than Lintian as a whole, it does not prevent them from getting to know Lintian. The skirt is indeed like Lintian's school uniform skirt, but what do the girls in Lintian say? Dressing in private is much more jeweled than ordinary girls of the same age.

—yes, it’s so exaggerated.

And this girl looks very simple and has a different temperament.

They were busy researching whether it was Lintian's school uniform skirt, Qin Huai replied: [Lintian? 】

Then no more.

When the discussion was over, the singing stopped for a long time.

The people on the stage returned to their seats, and the boys in the booth looked over there.

"Will you go?"

"Are you going?"

"The number is mine when I get it."

"Fuck you, brother?"

"How about we two... fuck?"

"Bang?"

Before they made a decision, they saw the people at the table get up one after another, a few girls holding hands, and the boys following behind, they all left their seats and left.

"Damn, what a pity!"

"You're not going there."

"You're not the same..."

Boys, you say me, I say you, and finally sigh.

Counseling is very cowardly.

However, they also have a faint feeling in their hearts... so beautiful, they have little hope.

…

The only one who is not cowardly is probably Qin Huai.

Among the private high schools in Sijiucheng, Tokugawa can’t compare to Lintian, but it doesn’t mean that people can’t compare. With his family background, Qin Huai can run wild in Dechuan, and he can also be placed in Lintian.

—After all, before being thrown to Dechuan by his grandfather to "suffer", Qin Huai often fooled around with Jiang Zhiyan and others.

As a non-staff member of the Princeling Party of Sheng's Group, Qin Huai immediately sent the photo to the "right" person.

But the "yes" don't seem to think so.

She paused for a second when she received the message.

First a picture, then Qin Huai's voice: "This is from your school? Do you know it, introduce it to me."

He didn't even click on the picture: "You should find Shen Shiyu for this kind of thing."

Qin Huai: "Okay, forget that you are cold."

Sheng Yi smiled: "I heard you bought a new car recently?"

Qin Huai immediately begged for mercy: "I was wrong, it's not coldness but high vision, high vision! Brother, I was wrong, please don't tell my grandfather!"

Sheng Yi was too lazy to get back to him.

Just as I was about to put down my phone, I saw a new message in the group.

Qin Huai sent the picture to their small group and asked Jiang Zhiyan and Shen Shiyu the same question.

Sheng Yi accidentally clicked into the group and clicked on the picture.

One less point is too short, so wonderful that it was kissed gently by fate.

And the thick long eyelashes, with the line of sight down, can't help but make people envious of the last location of that gaze.

Sheng Yi took a second glance, the people in the picture are really beautiful.

But only eyes.

The next second, he exited the group chat interface, not at all interested in the chat content of Qin Huai and the others.

…

After celebrating her birthday with Su Qiu, she was in a good mood with a long aftertaste. After returning to school, Yu Xing had a great time.

The mocking and teasing eyes around her, the malicious ridicule, and all the mean treatment, for her, were just a light stroke of feathers.

She knew, otherwise why did she decide to come here in the first place?

Lintian's faculty is very strong.

For teachers who teach here, their salary will be doubled after one year, tripled after two years, and tripled to three years. There is also a three-bedroom apartment.

Not only do I travel abroad at public expense every year in winter and summer, but one day of overtime is calculated as a week’s wages, and all subsidies are more than three times higher than the general level…

Relying on the background of students, Lintian offers excellent conditions and has elite resources that are significantly different from other places.

As Lintian's first special enrollment, it relies on strength and luck, and Yu Xing has long been psychologically prepared.

If she gets it, she must pay, and bowing to the reality is the price she pays.

The heart is wide and the body is not fat, those eyes are no longer lethal after the first two days. When I met Fan Xiangxiang once during this period, Yu Xing directly ignored her whole person and the contempt written on her face.

Perhaps because I'm in a good mood, this week has gone by so fast.

Saturday afternoon, daily copy. Yu Xing copied the answer to the homework on the paper, looking forward to it while writing. The aunt said that she would take her and Uncle Zhan to dinner on the rest day. Anyway, no matter what she does, she is always in a good mood to stay with my aunt.

As soon as the bell rang, Yu Xing did not wait for Qiu Huini to speak, and put the paper with the answers in the book and handed it to her, her footsteps inexplicably relaxed.

“Why is she so happy?”

Qiu Huini looked at the book on the table, confused, and she didn't have time to say what she said.

Xia Yuanqing pouted, disapproving: "Who knows. Maybe rush to the restaurant to eat."

…

On the day off, Yu Xing arrived home early in the morning.

It's less than ten o'clock, it's early for lunch. Yu Xing nestled on the sofa, eating fruit and chatting with Yu Wanzhen.

Too much to talk about the person you are about to meet.

"—Auntie, do you like him?"

Yu Wanzhen poked lightly on the head she was leaning towards: "Little girl, Jing misses these."

"Do you like it?"

"You care so much about this issue, it seems that you like Uncle Zhan very much?"

"It doesn't matter if I like it or not." Yu Xing leaned into the fragrant embrace, "As long as you like him, I will like him." She said it seriously, with a hint of affirmation in her tone. answer expectations.

"It's just a meal, why are you worrying about it? I'll talk about it later." Yu Wanzhen didn't answer, she patted Yu Xing's back, "Go change clothes, my aunt will make it up for you. Hair, it's almost time to go out when you're done."

"Do you want to braid my hair again?" Unable to get an answer, Yu Xing murmured as he walked to the room.

Yu Wanzhen reminded from behind: "Take off your ugly glasses for me!" After a pause, she couldn't help but complain, "Bang Hai looks like an iron door curtain, who do you make up if you don't make it up..."

Yu Xing moved quickly, mainly because he didn't dress up much, only changed a coat, the sweater inside was not changed, and the lower body was still a school uniform skirt and leggings. Before leaving the room, he remembered that there were some scattered things in the clothes, and went back to the bed to take out his pockets.

Keys, change, soft and hard everything. Yu Xing didn't take a closer look, and shoved his head into the pocket of his jacket.