Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

After that night, Xie Xinghe no longer mentioned the matter of asking her to return to Beijing, and the relationship between the two seemed to be back to what it was before.

The winter vacation of the senior year of high school is very short, and it only lasts for about ten days including the Chinese New Year. Since then, Xie Xinghe has been going back and forth between the hospital and home every day.

On New Year's Eve, Xie Xinghe was called away by a phone call. Aning stayed with Grandma Xie in the hospital for a day. Although the old man's condition was stable, his mental state was getting worse and worse, and he fell asleep without even saying a few words.

When Xie Xinghe returned to the hospital, Aning had already finished writing three sets of papers. The ward was very quiet, the lights were not dazzling, and it was pitch black outside the window.

Today is New Year's Eve. The old people in the same ward were all taken back as soon as their health improved. After all, there was a family reunion on New Year's Eve, so there was no one else except Aning and Grandma Xie.

Because of this, she felt that this new year was particularly lonely.

Xie Xinghe put down the things in his hands and asked her if she would go downstairs?

Aning nodded, put down his pen and spoke.

The lights downstairs in the inpatient department were brightly lit, and people were walking in a hurry. The sound of footsteps or the sound of wind could be heard in their ears. The two of them walked to the flower garden, and Xie Xinghe took out the fairy wand as if by magic.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his brown eyes were like stars hidden in the night, so gentle.

Aning didn't expect that this person asked her to go downstairs to play with the fairy stick. She thought to herself, does she look childish? This kid is just playing.

But after thinking about it, she honestly stretched out her hand and pulled out two sticks from the packaging bag, and then muttered: "Xie Xinghe, you are so childish, you want me to accompany you when you play with fairy sticks, are we excited? "

Xie Xinghe looked down at her, the smile in his eyes was like an indescribable tenderness. He took out the lighter from his pocket and slowly lit the two fairy sticks: "Yes, you just know that I Are you childish?"

The beam of the fairy wand suddenly ignited, and the fireworks bloomed, like shooting stars spreading out. Aning waved happily. She raised the star-shaped fairy wand in front of Xie Xinghe, her eyes reflecting the shimmer of the fireworks. .

It was his look in the eyes.

Similarly, Xie Xinghe's face was also dancing with fireworks, illuminating the outline of his facial features flickering in and out. Countless stars rushed to fall into his eyes, and the thin light floated and shone extremely brightly.

Aning's heart skipped a beat.

She suddenly remembered something she read online: A fairy stick can burn for nine seconds and instantly release 180 billion flames, which is more than the stars in the Milky Way. So I called you out to set off fireworks because I wanted to fill the sky with stars for you. .

The moment the fireworks burned out, the corners of her mouth curved into a nice curve, her eyebrows curved, and her heart was filled with him: "Happy New Year, Ayan."

The voice just fell.

Huge fireworks suddenly exploded in the dark sky, forming blooming sparks that illuminated the sky. Then countless fireworks rose continuously.

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Xie Xinghe gently held the person in his arms.

"Happy New Year, Aning."

Give you a sky filled with stars.

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Grandma Xie was discharged from the hospital when school started. Probably due to her illness, she lost a lot of weight and was skin and bones. It felt like a strong wind could blow her away.

Xie Xinghe also lost a lot of weight, but after all, he is a young man with good physical fitness. Except that his facial features look more three-dimensional, there are not many changes.

The only change is that my hair has grown a lot.

I don't know if it was because of his long hair, but the broken hair in front of his forehead covered his brow bone, making his eyebrows look less sharp and bold than before, and his whole person became much gentler.

But even so, no one dared to approach him.

Because this is already the last semester, and there are only a hundred days until the college entrance examination. Everyone is like an engine, running at high speed every day, for fear of falling behind.

Aning Jingwu's school examination results successfully stood out from the crowd of candidates. As long as the cultural scores reach the cutoff, Jingwu will not be able to escape.

Generally speaking, her current performance is definitely more than enough to reach the cut-off mark of Beijing Dance, but she has not slackened her studies in cultural classes, and still follows everyone from morning to night.

When the results of the first model came out, everyone's results were not ideal, especially after hearing that the test papers of the first model were the college entrance examination papers of previous years. Everyone was like a deflated ball but soon it was filled with air again. Running wildly, practicing and reviewing repeatedly.

It seems that as long as you can't learn to death, you will learn to death.

Li Qinghua, the head teacher, is both happy and worried. The happy thing is that as a teacher, she affirms the students' learning attitude, but the worried thing is that she is afraid that this eager for success and blindfolded learning method will be counterproductive.

When the second-model results came out, except for a few students who performed stably, the rest were neither above nor below.

Therefore, Li Qinghua deliberately asked everyone in his class to put down their textbooks, calm down, and talk about interesting things.

As the name suggests: talk about life and ideals.

At first, the atmosphere was on track, and the thorns in the class gradually let go and began to make jokes. Then I don't know who started analyzing the scores of major colleges and universities in previous years.

When asked about the score line, it was inevitable to compare it with his current score. While everyone was still busy comparing the scores, Aning stood up first and asked Li Qinghua if the blackboard at the back of the classroom could be erased.

After getting permission, she used the blackboard to erase the paragraphs filled with famous quotes. Amid the dust, she frowned slightly, twisted a piece of chalk, and then wrote on the corner of the blackboard with a silver hook. The word "Beijing Dance" is followed by his own name.

The chalk was thrown into the pencil case in a perfectly curved parabola. Aning clapped her hands. She stood at the back of the classroom, wearing an off-white fragrant suit. Her bright black eyes were as soft and firm as clear springs.

The energy in his body is unstoppable: "You should have high ambitions, have expectations in your heart, and you should go all out."

Everyone who was originally looking at each other was shocked by these words and got goosebumps all over their bodies. They all focused their attention on the girl who said "aim high".

Then I heard her say again: "Don't blindly follow the trend of learning. Only by finding a learning method that suits you can you get twice the result with half the effort. You must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest. If you push yourself too hard, anxiety will come to you. We must keep a calm mind and focus on nothing else." Can create wind in his writing."

"The mountains have their peaks, the lakes have their shores, and our hearts have mountains and seas. We will eventually reach the shore. Come on, boys."

Just a few words made everyone moved, and this sentence "We will eventually go ashore" suddenly made Aning taller in everyone's heart.

Xie Xinghe felt the same way. He was the second one to write down the university he wanted to attend on the blackboard. Everyone followed suit and soon the blackboard was filled with the names of major universities and various signatures.

Only some people noticed that Xie Xinghe did not sign after the school he wrote, but wrote his name next to Aning's name.

Just draw an arrow to connect the school.