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Chapter8

There is one more day until National Day.

He squeezed his right shoulder wearily. Originally, he wanted to spend a few years of student life in college, but he didn't expect to be drawn into the orchestra as soon as he came in. Now he is still rehearsing non-stop.

I originally wanted to concentrate on studying for the past four years.

"Zhao Hele."

He paused, turned around and saw that it was Zhuo Yi who was calling him, put down the hands he was pinching his shoulders and said with a smile: "Why did you come out of the rehearsal room?"

"Let me take a look at the buildings here." Zhuo Yi's eyes fell on the piano case in the person's hand, and he asked, "Is the piano case heavy?"

Just now I saw someone still pinching his shoulders, it must be because the piano case is very heavy.

"Fortunately, I'm used to it." After all, I've been carrying this thing since I was a child.

"Can I mention that?"

"Ah?" Zhao Hele asked in confusion, "Why?"

"curious."

Zhao Hele saw that this request was made in a serious manner, and he found it cute inexplicably, so he handed the piano case to the person: "Do you want to learn the violin?"

After Zhuo Yi took the violin, he walked side by side with the person. Hearing this question, a different emotion flashed in his eyes: "I really want to learn."

"Aren't you drawing recently? Have time?"

"I paint casually, I'm not very busy."

"Today's headline: A man in a school's architecture class is on the verge of collapse because of a painting assignment assigned by his painting teacher."

Zhao Hele nodded: "Shouldn't wait until after the National Day? I'm busy rehearsing with the orchestra now, and I may have to practice in my free time."

"I'm busy, take care of your body."

"..." Zhao Hele felt that the male god was very talented for awkward chats, because he didn't know how to answer: "Ah, good."

Zhuo Yi's gaze fell on the profile of the man, no matter how hard he looked at it, he never got tired of it.

After walking for a while, I felt that such silence seemed a bit awkward, so Zhao Hele chose to speak:

"Are there any arrangements for National Day?"

"I plan to go to H state to see the ancient town." Zhuo Yi responded, this is a plan for his National Day, and he intends to visit some of the older urban buildings in Huaxia.I haven't been back to my country for a long time, so I took advantage of the holiday and went to see everywhere.

Zhao Hele turned his head to look at the person in surprise: "My home is in H state."

Simply lucky.

Zhuo Yi smiled inwardly, and said calmly on the surface: "It's such a coincidence, then I can go to you."

Zhao Hele didn't see what the scheming boy was thinking, and said with a smile, "Yes, I can be your tour guide. Are you going to Xunma Ancient Town?"

Xunma Ancient Town?He wanted to go to the ancient town of Pingjing.

"Yes." Xunma Ancient Town also sounds good.

Zhao Hele thought about it, is there any good-looking buildings in Xunma Ancient Town?It seems to be a farmhouse...

Turning his face to see the man's determined look, he just smiled and said nothing, well, maybe the male god just wants to appreciate the farmhouse architecture?

When he returned to the dormitory, he suddenly remembered that his piano case seemed to be brought back by a man and a god. Seeing that someone put the piano case on his desk and sat back indifferently, he asked:

"Zhuo Yi, you..."

"You don't need to thank me, I just happen to be bored with my hands."

Zhao Hele was a little dumbfounded about this reason: "That's it, but thank you."

"Then let's go for a walk with me on National Day." Zhuo Yi turned around and looked at him.

Zhao Hele looked at the master's deep and calm eyes, and it seemed that there was really no emotion in these eyes. It seemed that he really wanted to go to Xunma Ancient Town...

So he nodded: "Okay, let's take the No. [-] bus back."

Zhuo Yi sat back in his seat contentedly.

Anyway, compared with the ancient towns, they all have a relatively long history, and they must also be very artistic.

"Lelelelelele!!!"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Hele looked at the score in his hand and knew who the noisy voice was without looking back.

Lin Wenxuan took out the beige bottle in his hand as if offering a treasure: "Look, this is my new lunch box!"

"..."

Zhao Hele and Zhuo Yi silently looked at each other, do they both think there is something so happy about this?

They are all college students, and they are still so naive.

Lin Wenxuan saw that neither of them paid attention to him, and most importantly, they even ignored him, so he sadly moved to Zhao Hele's side and hugged him from behind, aggrieved:

"I bought this for you!"

Zhao Hele held out two fingers against the approaching face in disgust, and said, "Get out of the way."

"Zhao Hele, you ignore me now that you have a male god, it's really sad!" Lin Wenxuan sighed, took the lunch box to himself and said: "My senior sister and I bought this lunch box at a high price. I heard that it is extremely powerful. Ah! Have you ever heard of a stewing pot? Just add [-] degrees of boiling water and put rice in it to cook porridge! It’s also..."

Zhao Hele raised his hand to stop the chatter, and turned to look at him: "Tell me first, how much did you buy?"

Lin Wenxuan proudly straightened up her back: "Senior sister told me to sell it to me at a cheap price, 300 yuan! Isn't it a good deal, and you can cook without plugging in the electricity! It's such a bargain!"

"..." Zhao Hele looked at the person silently, and said softly with irresistible pity, "It's really... a bargain."

Looking at the stewing pot in the hands of people, does this thing cost 300 yuan?

Lin Wenxuan looked at people with such eyes again, and was immediately unhappy: "Zhao Hele, I chose this specially for you. Why do you have such pity for me again?"

Zhao Hele immediately covered his eyes and said with a smile, "Oh, you saw through it again, it's amazing."

Full of humorous tone.

Lin Wenxuan dissatisfied put down the stewing pot, choked his throat, and hugged him half in his arms, rubbing his hair desperately: "You are forcing me to do it!"

"Ahem, cough, cough, you're just doing it now, okay... Uh ha ha ha, Lin Wenxuan, where are you catching!!!"

Zhuo Yi at the side watched the two of them fighting intimately with deep eyes.

Fighting back and forth, after Lin Wenxuan vented that Zhao Hele didn't take him seriously, he quickly took the stewing pot to show it off, and he was short of actually putting water to cook porridge.

"Is this thing really so magical?" Zhao Hele looked at the enlarged version of the thermos from left to right.

"Really, that's what all the seniors say, and they even say it's a big international brand, Lecoroc."

Zhao Hele raised his eyebrows, and looked at him dumbfounded: "Le Ke Le Ke?"

"It's Lock & Lock." Zhuo Yi corrected.

Lin Wenxuan looked at Zhuo Yi in disbelief: "No way, could it be that I bought a counterfeit product?!" After saying that, she wanted to go out.

"Why are you going?" Zhao Hele stopped him: "It's not good to argue with girls after you buy everything, forget it. Maybe... it's also very useful?"

Lin Wenxuan hugged the stewing pot in frustration, unable to look up at the sky: "It would be great if Cheng Lin was here."

Zhao Hele didn't expect Lin Wenxuan to say anything meaningful.

"Even if he went to the knife mountain and went to the hot pot, he would accompany me to explain it clearly to that senior sister."

Zhao Hele turned around immediately, and sure enough, he didn't expect this guy to say anything, but he was still directing and performing a scene himself, which was terrifying.Suddenly, I am glad that Cheng Lin went home early, which is really great.Otherwise, maybe these two people... What did they do.

Lin Wenxuan was still thinking about performing something, but a phone call interrupted his thoughts, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to look at the caller ID, it was his mother.

"Hey, why did mom suddenly call me? Ah?! My aunt gave birth, my God, she is still a little padded jacket! I want to see, let me see what my niece looks like! When will I be back? Tomorrow Best? Okay, okay, I’m just buying a train ticket and packing my luggage, that’s great, I have a cute little niece~~~”

Holding the pen, Zhao Hele slowly turned his head to the guy who was speaking, the curve of his lips pursed and the emotion seemed extraordinarily...wanting to hit someone.Squinting at the guy who made his niece's eyes shine when talking, where did you agree to accompany him?

traitor!

"Zhao Hele."

Zhuo Yi's voice pulled him back from his thoughts, he turned to look at him and replied, "What's wrong?"

"If Lin Wenxuan wants to go back first, I can accompany you." Zhuo Yi looked at the expression just now, as if he was very sad that Lin Wenxuan was going home early.

Because he knew that Lin Wenxuan had no classes these days, and it was because Zhao Hele stayed here for the show that he stayed here with others, but now everyone has to go back first, so he can accompany Zhao Hele.

"Why does it feel like I need company very much?" Zhao Hele couldn't laugh or cry: "I can actually be alone."

The same goes for Lin Wenxuan, who told him that he was going to perform in the orchestra and also said that he would stay with him.Does he look like he needs company?

Zhuo Yi said seriously: "Whether a person's safety index is high or not is also related to his appearance."

Is this a compliment to him?

Zhao Hele smiled and nodded in agreement: "Well... I agree, your way of praising people is really special!"

Male gods are really so likable sometimes.

"Then I also buy tickets, how do I buy tickets here?" Zhuo Yi didn't come back for a long time and didn't know that the way of buying tickets here is still different from when he was a child.

"Buy tickets on the APP, you download a software, do you have this software?"

Hearing the name of the software, Zhuo Yi had doubts in his eyes.

Zhao He could tell from the way he was happy to see people. After all, he even downloaded WeChat, so it didn't look like he came back from abroad at all, but like...not asking about world affairs for a long time.

People downloaded the software, taught people how to register, and a series of steps.

Zhuo Yi's eyes softened, and he suddenly felt that it was fine even if he didn't know how to play with mobile phones.

After all, you can hold hands.

There is physical contact.

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