Still the same

Seventeen Middle School has a good style of study, rigorous teaching, and strict requirements. It is a well-known key middle school in Qicheng.

The next day is April [-]st, which is also Friday. On weekdays, the students will actually be a little sluggish, because the school will make up classes on weekends, and the holiday will be on Saturday afternoon, but today is different. This afternoon, the Ching Ming Festival holiday up.

"Is there any problem with this question?"

The two classes that Shu Le taught were Class [-] and Class [-], and now it was the third class in the morning, Class [-]'s physics class.

Shu Le glanced at the students in the audience who were lowering their heads slightly, Shu Le hooked his lips, and asked a classic question with a smile, "It's okay now, does it represent the city?"

Someone below looked at her and nodded. Shu Le held the pen in one hand, and then gently poked the tip of the pen on the palm of his other hand. After a few seconds, it was still very quiet down there. Shu Le nodded and said, "Then Next question, if you don’t understand, come down and ask your classmates or come to the office and ask me.”

After class, Shu Le just sat down in the office when the phone vibrated in his pocket.

There are cameras in the classroom, and the [-]th Middle School strictly stipulates that unless it is an emergency, teachers are not allowed to answer the phone in class, and they are not allowed to disturb the teaching order or disrupt the teaching process. Cherish every minute and every second of class, you can turn on the vibration, and then call back after class.

Shu Le took a sip of warm water, picked up the phone and glanced at it, then swiped to answer it.

Shule's dimples were exposed: "Hello?"

"Lele." The other party was a girl's voice, "Remember to have dinner together at night."

Shu Le looked at the paper in her hand, and she had to go to Class [-] to teach the same course later, she replied softly: "Remember, I still have one class left."

"I still have class in the afternoon." The other party said, "See you that evening."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Shu Le hummed softly by himself.

The person who called just now was Xie Xinning. She was Shu Le's classmate and roommate when she was in graduate school, but she hadn't seen her since graduation, because Shu Le didn't become a teacher at first, and Xie Xinning went to Qicheng Experimental Middle School to be a teacher. One and a half years later, that is, one month ago, Shu Le came to Qicheng No. [-] Middle School.

However, when I came here, I was in a hurry and didn't prepare enough. Shu Le was so busy with teaching that there was only one day left on the weekend, so I didn't have much energy to go out and just wanted to rest, so I simply told Xie Xinning that I would see you on the Ching Ming holiday in a month.

One month is enough for Shu Le to adapt to the current work rhythm.

After the last class, Shu Le's footsteps became much easier.

The Ching Ming holiday was the first three-day long holiday that Shu Le came to the Seventeenth Middle School to usher in a few days ago.

Students are usually tortured by the fast pace, and so are teachers. Who doesn't want to spend two days on weekends without making up lessons?

Shu Le didn't even have time to eat in the school's teachers' cafeteria, but went directly to the garage first, drove his car out, and left the school gate.

Because I'm not a head teacher, I don't need to get it before self-study, and I have plenty of time. When renting a house, the location is not far from the city center.

Shu Le is still not familiar with Qi Cheng, but he has walked the way back for a month, and he is much familiar with this road.

After parking the car in the community, Shu Le came out again, bought lunch on the opposite street, and then she went in again.

But she still had to pick up the courier, and the courier sent her a text message while she was still in class, telling her to put the things at the courier receiving point in the community.

Shu Le first went to the courier point in Building No. [-] to pick up the courier, and then returned to his apartment.

As soon as the high heels were taken off, Shu Le put on the slippers, first put the lunch in his hand on the coffee table, then took a pair of scissors, and cut open the express package.

After a layer of black courier bag, there is a transparent bag inside. After opening it, it is what I bought this time.

No, I bought it at the end of last month.

For a foreign magazine, Shu Le asked his friend in Singapore to help him buy it. The magazine just came out a while ago, and the time has passed since I bought it and sent it to the present.

And the cover of the magazine is Li Mengmeng's favorite Qi Siqiao. In the picture, Qi Siqiao has delicate features, a proud expression, and sharp eyes, subverting the usual sweet image for everyone.

Because of the express delivery, the paper was a little wrinkled, and Shule flattened the raised corners.

The corner of Shu Le's mouth raised slightly, he put the magazine on the coffee table, stood up and took the phone, chose a good angle, took a photo of the cover, then logged into Weibo and clicked edit.

Qiqi enters my heart: [here [picture]]

If Li Mengmeng saw Shu Le's Weibo ID, she might be surprised.

Seventy-seven into my heart is a fan of Qi Siqiao, an out-and-out technical fan, and one of the current big fans in Qiao's fan circle.

It's time to wash my hands. There were nearly a hundred comments on this Weibo just now, and they were basically saying that they haven't got the magazine yet.

Because this magazine is from abroad, there are no sales channels in China, and many fans are looking for purchasing agents, and the speed will be slower.

Shu Le took apart the chopsticks, put the phone aside after replying to a few comments.

After eating, Shu Le wiped his mouth with a tissue, packed the lunch box and threw it into the trash can, stood up and walked back to the bedroom.

The rental is a single-person apartment, [-] square meters, one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen. It is fully furnished and nothing is missing.

Putting on her pajamas, Shu Le opened the quilt and lay down.

With the blindfold on one side, Shu Le put it on his forehead first, fixed his hair, and then bent his legs to reply to the WeChat message he just received.

It was a fan friend she added, Shu Le called her Qingqing, and Shu Le was always called 77 because of her Weibo name.

Gentle: [77, are you going to pick up the plane? 】

Qi Siqiao's movie will be promoted tomorrow, and the flight arrives in Qicheng tonight, many fans have to go to the airport to pick him up.

Shu Le: 【Not going】

No matter whether he wants to meet Xie Xinning at night or not, Shu Le will not go.

Qing Wei: 【Will you go tomorrow? 】

Shu Le: [Yes. 】

Gentle: 【Okok, I will find you out of the group photo when the time comes. 】

Qi Cheng is not the first stop of the road show, but at the end of each road show, Qi Siqiao will take photos with the audience, and then post on Weibo to promote the movie after all the road shows are over.

Shu Le smiled, turned up the blindfold a little, and typed: 【Come on. 】

Seven Seven into My Heart is a Weibo account that she re-registered two years ago. At that time, Qi Siqiao had just become famous as the No. [-] costume drama girl in a drama, and her fans doubled day and night.And she has never joined any fan group, and she will never post photos on Weibo. Except for a few people who know some information about her, other fans don't know how old, tall, short, fat, or thin she is.

In short, Qi Qi Ruo My Xin is a very private and mysterious person in the fan circle. Even Qing Qing has never seen her picture or heard her voice.

Shu Le's reply that she cheers is also a kind of teasing.

After setting the alarm on the mobile phone, Shu Le put it aside, then pulled the quilt over and lay down, then took off the blindfold to completely cover the eyes.

When she sleeps, she can't have any light. If there is a little light, it will be difficult to fall asleep. Besides, it is daytime, and the best solution is to wear an eye mask.

Someone once laughed at her, saying what was wrong with her, and then put the blindfold on her and took it off again, and when she saw a little unhappiness between her brows, she sweetly called her Shu Shu, and waited until Shu Le burst out laughing , took advantage of the opportunity to hold her face and kiss her.

It's like this many times, when Shu Le is on the verge of getting angry.

Thinking about this, Shu Le blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes stroked under the eye mask. She pursed the corners of her lips lightly, feeling exhausted, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

The meeting place with Xie Xinning was arranged at a coffee shop, and the coffee shop was next to an overpass in the city center.

The store is warmly decorated, surrounded by dark brown walls, with some oil paintings hanging on the walls, and soothing and melodious songs are playing.

First, they exchanged pleasantries for a while, talking about their respective changes over the past year.

"Lele, we are already 26 years old in a blink of an eye." Xie Xinning stirred the coffee in front of him, shook his head slightly at Shu Le and sighed.

"What's wrong with being 26?"

The Xie Xinning in front of him looks better than before. He is not very good at dressing up when he is studying, but now he wears makeup on his face and dresses much more femininely.

"I was urged to marry by my mother."

Shu Le laughed twice, raised her eyebrows, her face was full of gloating: "What did Auntie say?"

"I have to bring a boyfriend home this year." Xie Xinning pursed her lips, with a worried look on her face.

"Anyone you fancy?"

"No."

Shu Le picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was a bit bitter. She pursed her lips and said, "Actually, it's best to be happy. As for the object, it's not easy for acquaintances to start, and it's not easy for strangers to open their mouths. It all depends on fate."

Xie Xinning nodded: "That's it." She looked at Shu Le and asked, "What about you, Lele?"

"Me? How am I?"

"Didn't the family urge you?"

"No." Shu Le asked after answering, "By the way, Xinning, do you have an appointment tomorrow?"

"No."

"Want to watch a movie?" Shu Le dimpled slightly, "I invite you to watch a movie."

Of course Xie Xinning thought it was okay, anyway, she was fine. "Okay," she asked. "Which movie?"

"The Depth of Time" is released today." Movies are usually released on Fridays, and this time is no exception.

"I know this, the heroine Qi Siqiao, right?"

"Well, it's her."

"You still like her?" Xie Xinning propped his chin with his hands, and said in disbelief: "It's been two years, and I thought you'd already lost your fandom."

When I was still in graduate school, one day my circle of friends swiped the screen of a certain drama, but Xie Xinning didn’t watch it. When I returned to the dormitory, I found that my roommate was holding a tablet and watching it vigorously.

Shu Le smiled brightly, patted the table lightly, and protested: "I've always been dedicated, okay?"

"Yes, yes, you are dedicated, and you don't know who you are thinking about. I have never talked about a relationship since I met you."

Shu Le shook her head with a smile when she heard this, pinched the corners of her eyes, and continued to chat with her about other things.

But the words in memory popped up again, making Shu Le uneasy.

"Shu Le, you are so ruthless."

Thinking of this, Shu Le sighed imperceptibly, lowered his eyes, took another sip of the coffee in his hand.

Are you fickle?Maybe.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone!~