Zhang Dengjie Cai

Blu-ray Disc (Blu-ray Disc, referred to as BD) is one of the next-generation optical disc formats after DVD, which is used to store high-quality audio and video and high-capacity data storage.

The price is generally relatively expensive, 300 is considered a conscience price, and the limited editions of popular old singers can be exceeded by tens of times or even hundreds of times by scalpers. The worst thing for fans is that they are out of stock.

A singer that Zhang Anran likes released such a limited edition before his death. He spent a lot of effort, but he couldn't buy this Blu-ray. He thought it would be a big regret, but he didn't expect Qi Ping to get it for him. .

How much money was spent without mentioning it, Zhang Anran could feel this feeling, and because he could feel it, he replied a message: "Come in."

Qi Ping's assistant opened the door for him, it wasn't Jin Yang, Zhang Anran looked familiar, but couldn't call his name.

His hair has been carefully groomed, and the silver-white hair is properly attached to the scalp, revealing a smooth and full forehead. His pair of red phoenix eyes are very soft at first glance, but they reveal majesty upon closer inspection.

Dongzi was about to do basic care for Zhang Anran's face, but his hand holding the cotton pad stopped in a daze - he didn't dare to touch Zhang Anran's face under Qi Ping's gaze.

Qi Ping seemed to have just come out of the company. He was wearing a neat suit. From top to bottom, he was out of place with this room and even the entire studio. His expression was also indifferent, and he didn't show much joy.

Zhang Anran is still wearing a costume at the moment, and the loose sports uniform wraps around him loosely. Matching his fresh and tender face, people will inevitably have the illusion that he is still a teenager.

In the spacious dean's office, Zhang Anran and Qi Ping officially met for the first time.

He saw that the other party looked familiar, and it took a while to realize that he had bumped into the other party at the entrance of the alley before.

This man who calls himself Qi Ping is an entrepreneur. Add an attributive, an entrepreneur who is keen on charity. It is said that he passed by here on a business trip, so he came to the orphanage to check the situation. If it is more suitable, he will give a sum of money to improve it. The conditions of welfare homes.

Zhang Anran is no stranger to such philanthropists, whether it's just for show or out of kindness, they usually leave a sum of money.The orphanage was not well-managed, and some old employees were not suitable for receiving them. Zhang Anran was selected due to his good appearance, and being a high school student, he had participated in receiving guests several times.

Therefore, when the dean proposed that he come to receive Qi Ping, he naturally agreed, and Qi Ping didn't seem to have any objections. Even though his expression was very serious, he still took the initiative to ask about Zhang Anran's basic situation, which was regarded as a greeting .

On the first day of the reception, Zhang Anran accompanied Qi Ping and his assistant to briefly visit the orphanage. Qi Ping didn’t talk much, and he had no opinion on Zhang Anran’s arrangement, but when it was lunch break, he took the initiative to ask his assistant to buy lunch and brought it to him by the way. Zhang Anran had two copies, and one was for his aunt.

This move was a good way to build Zhang Anran's goodwill. After lunch, the two parties became a lot better acquainted.

Zhang Anran learned that Qi Ping was only five years older than him, and Qi Ping also learned that Zhang Anran had just passed his sixteenth birthday and was a sophomore in high school, so he very naturally proposed to visit Zhang Anran's school.

It was Sunday, and even senior high school students were on vacation. Zhang Anran said yes, and Qi Ping said, take my car.

The patron was the biggest, of course Zhang Anran had no objection, he sent the extra meal to his aunt, told her to eat in time, washed her hands and came out.

16-year-old Zhang Anran only uses three yuan a piece of soap to wash his face and hands, but he is so young, his face is full of collagen, like a small animal that has just entered the hunting range.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Qi Ping watched Zhang Anran walk out of the door against the light, complex emotions rolled out in his eyes, and he quickly returned to a gentle look.

Zhang Anran thought it would be the driver, but he didn't expect Qi Ping to sit in the driver's seat himself. He wanted to go to the back seat, but Qi Ping opened the passenger door for him.

Zhang Anran seldom rides in a car, so he walked in strangely, not even daring to stick the expensive-looking car seat cover on his back.

"Fasten your seat belt." Qi Ping reminded softly.

Zhang Anran pulled the strap stiffly, he didn't dare to use too much force, so he looked very clumsy.

"let go."

Zhang Anran let go, and the seat belt snapped back to its original position. He was a little embarrassed, but suddenly his eyes dimmed. Qi Ping's body moved over, grabbed the seat belt beside him, and pulled it out with a little force. Buckled in the lock.

This action only took a few seconds, and Qi Ping did it naturally, but Zhang Anran lowered his head.

"Just get used to it, it will be born by hand the first time." Qi Ping's words were cold, but very caring, which caused Zhang Anran to have a lot of good feelings.

Qi Ping's car drove very steadily, and soon arrived at the school. He helped Zhang Anran unbuckle his seat belt, and the two got out of the car. The warm sun shone on their bodies, which was very pleasant.

"The school has two teaching buildings, a gymnasium, a library, a dormitory area and a canteen, but most places are locked on weekends. Where do you go to see?"

"Can I visit your classroom?"

This question was not unexpected by Zhang Anran, and he quickly answered: "My classroom is on the third floor of the teaching building at the back, but the door is locked on weekends, so I can only see it from the window behind the door."

"That's good too." Qi Ping seems to be easy to talk, but also very stubborn.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhang Anran had very long legs, he took a few steps and then stopped, waited for Qi Ping to catch up, slowed down his pace, and walked forward at the speed that he would definitely be late for class.

The layout of the school is very regular. This straight corridor leads directly to the teaching building behind. There are no flowers on both sides, but straight street lights.

Qi Ping seemed to be very interested in these street lights, and Zhang Anran introduced: "The school was just built last year, and it is very bright at night."

"night?"

"Yes, in the evening, I am a sophomore in high school, and I have to study by myself in the evening, three times a week, each time until 10:30 in the evening."

"Well," Qi Ping nodded, and added, "It's a bit hard."

"All high school students are like this." Zhang Anran wanted to ask about Qi Ping's high school career, but he didn't ask more because he thought that his experience was not necessarily the same as that of ordinary people.

Qi Ping took the initiative to mention his life: "When I was in high school, the school did not organize supplementary classes, but after school, there are various supplementary classes."

"Training class?"

"Yes, all kinds. In addition to cultural courses, there are also many quality-enhancing courses."

"Learn to draw or something?"

"I learned guitar back then."

"Guitar?"

"Someone told me that if you know how to play the guitar, it's easier to chase someone you like."

"What he said is all right."

"I learned how to play the guitar and went after him, but he refused."

Zhang Anran turned his head to look at Qi Ping, and found that the other party was expressionless when he said this, and swallowed the comforting words, and it became a sentence: "Are you kidding?"

"Well, just kidding."

The two chatted awkwardly and went downstairs to the teaching building. Zhang Anran gave way to the right and left the handrail of the stairs to Qiping. For some reason, he always felt that Qiping was not in good health.

Sure enough, Qi Ping held the handle with his left hand. The speed of going up the stairs was not too fast, but it was not slow. Zhang Anran slowed down and climbed the stairs with Qi Ping. When they reached the corner of the stairs, Qi Ping stopped, Looking at the small exhibition board hanging on the wall, he raised his right hand, pointed and said, "That Zhang Anran, is that you?"

"It's me." Looking at the list of three good students, Zhang Anran wanted to cover Qi Ping's eyes, he was indeed a little embarrassed.

Qi Ping looked at it for a few seconds, finally looked away, and continued to climb the stairs, but he did not forget to say: "It's amazing."

Finally climbed to the third floor, Zhang Anran pointed to the first classroom on the left and said, "That's our class."

Qi Ping nodded, walked to the back door of the classroom, looked in through the glass, he saw the sunlight pouring into the classroom, with slightly messy desks all over it, and the breath of youth rushed to his face, making him seem young too up.

Zhang Anran's voice was clear and energetic: "The row next to the window, the third from the bottom, is my seat."

Qi Ping stared at that position, and found a row of books and handwriting neatly stacked in the upper left corner of the table, and then looked at the chair, which was a hand-woven rattan chair cushion.

He really wanted to go into the classroom to have a closer look and touch, but that was too out of line, so he could only restrain all his emotions and say to the ignorant Zhang Anran, "Let's go back."