Who is not Bai Yueguang?

No. [-] Middle School is a middle school that pays more attention to quality education. When Bi He was still studying, the school had a strong artistic atmosphere. This school celebration performance was quite similar, and Bi He took pictures at the end of several programs All red.

Maybe it was because of the loud cheers, some people in the far front rows turned their heads and glanced this way, Bi He retracted his hands as if nothing had happened, huddled in the corner and pretended to be a middle school student.

The real middle school students around were chirping and talking, and the teenagers who had just grown into shape on the stage sang specious love songs, which caused the little girls in the audience to scream one after another.Bi He whistled along with the booing, and then sighed softly amidst the applause that filled the auditorium.

He left the table early and walked around the playground again.The last time I came was midsummer, and now the creepers all over the school have withered with the arrival of winter, bringing a bit of winter depression, but places like schools will always have vitality that will not be affected by the changing seasons.

Bi He casually picked up a dead leaf that hadn't been swept away, held it in his hands and played with it, and walked towards the school gate.

To some extent, school is a place that is slowly washed by time. Some things will always change to varying degrees after many years, but the essence is still the same as you remember when you were a student.

For example, the newsstand at the school gate.

Bi He stood aside and stared at the poster posted on the side of the newsstand, fascinated for a while, then read the words on it carefully, then turned to ask the boss: "Can this poster be sold?"

"This is in a magazine." The boss is no longer the uncle with disabled legs and feet when Bi He was studying, but replaced by a young girl with short curly hair. She took out a magazine from the shelf behind her and put it in front of Bi He, "It is this."

Bi He looked down at the title, paid the money and left with the magazine.

After walking two steps, a familiar man came towards him. Bi He hesitated for a few seconds, and was about to walk over without looking sideways, but the man had already seen him.

"Bi He?"

Bi He stopped and raised his hand casually: "Hi, Xie Yi." After thinking about it, he changed his words and called the other party's current name.

A trace of surprise flashed in Guan Yi's eyes, and he smiled slightly: "So you still remember me."

"Remember, old classmate." Bi He laughed dryly.

Guan Yi has a very resolute appearance. Bi He's memory of him in high school is already very vague, and he only thinks that the other party is a fully mature man, and he knows that he is a stable person as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Are you coming back to watch the school celebration too?" Guan Yi started a conversation with him, "Just now, I took a few glances in the auditorium and thought it looked like you, but I'm not sure."

Seeing that Bi He didn't speak, he added: "It was the same before, I didn't have a chance to say hello to you."

Knowing that he was talking about the previous few encounters, Bi He smiled hypocritically: "Normal, I have changed a lot."

Guan Yi nodded, the two of them said nothing, just stood there in vain, the air was filled with embarrassment.

Most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air, Bi He continued to exchange greetings bluntly: "Are you a manager now? Why come back to play when you have time?"

"I'm on vacation today." Guan Yi said with a smile, "Ms. Lu asked me to hold a meeting with the students she's leading now, so I just stopped by to have a look."

Bi He froze for a moment, thinking of the person he met in embarrassment when he was hit by the ball last time, his face was actually a little blurry, but he still remembered the person he looked like when he was young.

So he smiled and didn't know how to start a conversation.

There is an embarrassment in the air x2.

The two were standing on the sidewalk next to the road, when a car slowly stopped beside them and honked its horn.

Bi He and Guan Yi turned their heads to look together, the car window rolled down slowly, revealing a face wearing sunglasses, the parts other than the sunglasses exuded the coldness that strangers should not get close to.

Guan Yi glanced at the person coming, but turned to Bi He and asked, "Should I take you back?"

The people in the car suddenly turned their heads to look at Bi He.

Bi He quickly waved his hand: "No need, I'm not in a hurry to go back."

Guan Yi didn't force it, said goodbye to Bi He and got into the car.

Bi He didn't wait for him to close the door, turned around and left in a hurry.

I don't want to reminisce about the old days, the farther away from Tong Rui's psychopath, the better.

Guan Yi fastened his seat belt, but saw that Tong Rui was not driving, but was looking ahead and wondering what he was thinking.

"Let's go." He reminded, "I'll be recognized in a while."

Tong Rui didn't listen to him, but asked coldly, "Do you have an appointment?"

"Meet by chance." Guan Yi replied quickly.

"He's so ugly now." Tong Rui put on a mocking smile, "You still can't let it go?"

Guan Yi frowned: "Tong Rui."

Tong Rui pursed his lips, and was about to step on the accelerator and turn the steering wheel, but someone held down his hand.

Guan Yi calmly said: "Let me come, you rest, there is a meeting tonight."

Tong Rui unbuttoned his seat belt without saying a word, and without waiting for him to come over to change it, he got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat, and quickly got in before he was recognized.

He didn't speak, and lay down in the back seat, curled up slightly like a child.

Guan Yi got into the driver's seat and glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

The car drove out smoothly, Guan Yi looked calm, but he sighed a little inwardly.

Bi He didn't know that he was also shot while lying down and got sprayed in the face. He wobbled back to Xue Qiao's house by himself on the bus, but was stunned when he opened the door.

"Going out to play?" The male god greeted him standing in front of the dining table, with an apron still around his waist, "Come and eat."

Bi He laughed immediately, and jumped over in a good mood: "It's so early today?"

"Don't jump around, your legs are alright?" Xue Qiao glanced at him.

"Good morning." Bi He sat down and looked at him with a smile, "God, you look really good."

Xue Qiao flicked his forehead with his fingers, and took off his apron to eat with him.

"I went back to school to watch the school celebration." Bi He honestly slapped himself, and told him vividly about the program he watched today while eating.

"In the past two years, there seems to be some kind of school children's troupe. It's just a group of little Douding in the first grade of junior high school. I'm so cute... But the school is crazy, and it's all junior high school children."

"There's an interesting skit in the second year of high school. It satirizes the little fresh meat in your circle. Hey, I don't understand this gossip. Someone really put the whole family into the film crew to play tricks? Who is it?"

"It's the same as ours back then, there are also some pop songs, but those boys are not as handsome as you."

Xue Qiao listened to his exuberant narration with a smile, but saw that he stopped when he spoke here, and then sighed slightly.

"...Really." Bi He regretted, "If you watch it together, you will know that there is a kid who imitates you playing the guitar. It doesn't look like you at all."

Xue Qiao looked at him before smiling and said, "What do you mean by imitating me? Who doesn't want to be cool when they are young."

Bi He immediately wrote: "Then you are also playing cool?"

"What do you think?" Xue Qiao raised his eyebrows, then sighed, "Who doesn't have the burden of being an idol anymore."

Bi He buried his head in his mouth and ate: "I don't understand the world of your beautiful men."