see the face

After parting ways at the intersection that day in the "Hundred Regiments War", Shu Cheng and Xu Yangfan never contacted each other again.It seems that the evening of dark feelings and the night of saying good night to each other are just a glimpse of the long life, like a dragonfly on the water, fading in the ripples.

It's just that Shu Cheng owed Xu Yangfan a meal out of nowhere—although Xu Yangfan didn't look serious with a smile on his face when he said it, but Shu Cheng didn't dare to take this sentence directly as a joke, so even if No one mentioned this matter again afterward, but it still left a deep and not shallow mark in Shu Cheng's heart.

Just a few days into November, the early winter arrived without warning, and the temperature in M ​​city dropped to single digits.

Southern cities don't get snow very much, but the dry cold wind in early winter is always wrapped in coolness and sneaks into people's bodies.The worst thing is that the students who have morning classes get up to go to class in the morning, just as the dew is everywhere. At the coldest time, one or two of them have already covered themselves up, but they still can't bear the near-zero temperature. Living in a shivering body in the cold wind.

In this biting cold wind, the school leaders finally shivered and put the winter sports meeting on the agenda.

The relevant documents for the Winter Games were distributed to all colleges a week in advance. Everyone should register and the student union should work.

Shu Cheng also stayed in the Propaganda Department of the Student Union of the Outer Academy for more than half a semester. The Propaganda Department of the Outer Academy divided the newly recruited officers into several groups, with three people in groups, and then arranged tasks and activities according to the groups.

Fortunately, Shu Cheng was in a group with Song Nan, and there was a girl named Lin Jing, who was in the same level as Shu Cheng and the others, and majored in French.

The Propaganda Department has also transferred groups several times due to group discord, but Shu Cheng and Song Nan were originally roommates, and the girl in their group, Lin Jing, lives up to her name. They are very serious.After working together for half a semester, the three of them not only did not have the slightest discord, but also cultivated some tacit understanding.

This winter sports meeting lasted for two days, and every day the college had to send people to the sports field to be on duty, especially the Propaganda Department—after all, they had to show off their college demeanor on their college official account every day.

This sports meeting happened to be the turn of Shu Cheng and his team to organize activities, and the three of them divided the work within the group. According to the previous round, this time it happened to be Lin Jing's turn to write the manuscript, Song Nan took the photo, and Shu Cheng was the last typesetting editor, and then pushed it to the Go up the official account.

The winter sports meeting is just around the corner. Although the temperature has risen this week, it is still very cold in places without sunshine.

The sports meeting was just around the corner. Unexpectedly, Song Nan's thin and thin body could not withstand the low temperature for a few days, and he developed a high fever the day before the sports meeting.Song Nan insisted not to go to the school hospital, only took a few antipyretics that Liu Siyang found out, and climbed into bed to rest with the quilt.

If he didn't go to the hospital, Shu Cheng had nothing to do with him, but he definitely couldn't let him catch the cold anymore.

"Brother Nan, let's change. I'll take pictures these two days, and you stay in the dormitory. Lin Jing and I will give you the photos and manuscripts in the evening, and you can do it again..." Shu Cheng thought for a while, He changed his mind again, "Forget it, don't push it, I'll do it when I come back tonight." Shu Cheng's tone didn't show any discussion, Song Nan wanted to refuse, but Shu Cheng refused even more forcefully.

Shu Cheng's alarm clock was set at 07:30 in the morning. As soon as he woke up and lifted the quilt from a corner, the cold air hit him overwhelmingly, so he immediately lay back under the quilt, and cursed ten times in his heart—two days for the sports meeting It happened to be the weekend, and he didn't understand the significance of this time choice. It's better not to drive, so that he can sleep until noon on the weekend.

After struggling for a few more minutes, Shu Cheng climbed out of the bed.He was next to Song Nan's bed, and when he got out of bed halfway, Song Nan sat up.

"Shu Cheng, let me go, I don't have a fire anymore." Song Nan said as he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

Shu Cheng immediately pressed him down: "Go to sleep, you'll burn if you catch the cold outside."

After speaking, he quickly jumped out of bed, washed and changed clothes, and then went out with the camera on his back.

After half a semester of school, Shu Cheng was already very familiar with the school's roads. He didn't go to the main road, but turned left when he went out, and took a small road with fewer people.

The sun was just about to rise, the dew evaporated, and the temperature was very low. Shu Cheng specially wore a black down jacket. Walking on the road now, he still felt the chill.

Shu Cheng walked quickly for a few meters when he heard someone calling him from behind.

"safeguard!"

Shu Cheng knew it was Meng Jiahao's grandson without looking back.

Shu Cheng stopped in place and waited for a while before Meng Jiahao chased him up from behind.

Because it was too cold, both of them put their hands in their pockets, Meng Jiahao bumped Shu Cheng with his shoulder, and asked him, "What are you doing so early?"

"Activity." Shu Cheng said concisely, and if he said one more word, the cold wind would pour a little more into his mouth.

"Don't you need to go to the sports field this time?" Meng Jiahao saw the camera hanging on Shu Cheng's chest after speaking, "Are you going to take pictures? Where's Brother Nan?"

"He has a fever." Shu Cheng shrank his neck, "I'll take his place."

"Why do you have a fever? Is he all right?"

Shu Cheng shook his head: "It's okay, I must have caught a cold."

Meng Jiahao: "Oh, it's fine."

"Hurry up, we're going to be late." Shu Cheng opened his mouth to urge, hot air spewed out from his mouth, turning into a ball of white air in front of his face.

In fact, neither of them looked at the time, and Shu Cheng just reminded him casually, but both of them moved quickly in tacit understanding, and as they walked, their bodies gradually became hotter.

It took another seven or eight minutes to reach the stadium.

Unlike the deserted road when they came, the stadium was already full of voices, and there was no formal opening ceremony and leader's speech—it might be that Shu Cheng and Meng Jiahao came late and missed it.In short, the arena is bustling now. Many athletes are already doing warm-up exercises for the upcoming competition, stretching their legs, and their posture is beautiful. Shu Cheng quickly raised his camera and took a few photos for material.

Meng Jiahao craned his neck to look around the field: "Where is the sign?"

"Beside the tennis court." When Shu Cheng passed by on the road just now, he vaguely saw a lot of people over there.

So the two walked over there, and they were there.

The temporary sheds have been set up, and the names of the colleges are written on the banners drawn on the roof, and the sign-in offices are set up in these temporary sheds.

Meng Jiahao first followed Shu Cheng to find the sign-in office in the outer courtyard. Although Shu Cheng came for Song Nan, he still signed Song Nan's name when he signed in, and recorded an attendance for someone.

After Shu Cheng signed here, Meng Jiahao dragged him to the student union's sign-in area.

As soon as Shu Cheng saw the words "sign-in place of the school student union", a face immediately appeared in his mind, and then he trembled, and his whole body became a little resistant: "Aren't you from the school art troupe? You come here What is the student union doing here?"

"The school art troupe is a part of the school's student union." Meng Jiahao pushed him forward, "It's just like the literature and art department of your outer school student union. You can't call it the school's literature and art department, right? How ugly!"

What's wrong with it?

Return it to the Literature and Art Department of your outer courtyard?

Tsk, I didn't expect that a goddess Zhao Jiayi would make Meng Jiahao renege on his promise so quickly, and completely regard himself as a member of the school's student union.

During the tugging, Zhao Jiayi had already seen the two of them.

"Jiahao, are you coming?" Zhao Jiayi still smiled sweetly.

Jiahao? ? ?

Shu Cheng looked at Meng Jiahao next to him in disbelief, and saw Meng Jiahao's innocent smile on his face. How could he be a iron-blooded buddy in his eyes?

Shu Cheng only felt a small layer of goosebumps on his arms.

"Well, it's so early, senior!" Shu Cheng could feel that even though Meng Jiahao was still walking beside him, it wasn't certain where his heart was.

"Hey, Shu Cheng is here too?" Zhao Jiayi greeted Shu Cheng again.

"Well, morning sister." Shu Cheng responded obediently, and quickly looked around. It's okay, except for Zhao Jiayi, the rest of the people in this shed are people with Shu Cheng's face, that face he is not familiar with. Not in the middle, Shu Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Have you checked in yet?" Zhao Jiayi greeted them with a smile again.

"Shu Cheng signed it at the outer court." Meng Jiahao took Zhao Jiayi's words, "I haven't signed it yet, where should we sign it?"

"It's here." Zhao Jiayi smiled and took out a sign-in form from the belly of the table, and handed over a pen, "Come on, it seems that you are going to be the first person to sign in today."

Sure enough, the sign-in form was still blank, probably because the sign-in hadn't officially started yet, Meng Jiahao cheerfully took the pen, and quickly signed his name.

"Shu Cheng is coming to an event today?" Zhao Jiayi spoke to Shu Cheng again while Meng Jiahao was signing.

"Well, let's take a picture." Shu Cheng responded.

"Then sit down for a while, and then take two pictures after the game officially starts." Zhao Jiayi paused and asked, "You two came so early, haven't you had breakfast yet?"

Before Shu Cheng had time to say anything, Meng Jiahao took the call: "No, I'm afraid I'll be late, so I just came over when I got up."

Meng Jiahao was the fastest to answer Zhao Jiayi's words.

"That's just right, my friend is coming right away, I asked him to help bring breakfast, it's quite a lot." Zhao Jiayi said, and pushed two chairs out, "Come, come, sit for a while, and eat some together later Get busy again."

Of course, Meng Jiahao seemed to accept it happily. He was eager to have breakfast with Zhao Jiayi. His purpose of coming to duty was already clear.

Meng Jiahao pulled the chair and sat down, and asked, "Is it Brother Yang again?"

"Well, your Brother Yang just happened to go to the office to get something, so I asked him to go to the cafeteria."

Shu Cheng almost dropped his butt off the chair, and sat directly on the floor.

Brother Yang...

It’s okay, okay, it’s fine if it’s not Brother Fan.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

"Are you here?" Zhao Jiayi greeted Shu Cheng with a smile behind her back.

Meng Jiahao was the first to look back: "Good morning, Brother Yang!"

Then other busy figures in the shed also looked over one after another.

"Brother Yang is here?!"

"Morning senior!"

"Morning Brother Yang!!!"

……

"Mmm, morning." The visitor only said two simple words, and all the hairs on Shu Cheng's back stood on end.

This familiar voice is like thunder.

As footsteps approached behind him, Shu Cheng froze and did not move. He only saw Meng Jiahao standing up next to him, took a lot of things from the man who came, and put them on the table.

As soon as the things were placed on the table, almost all the people in the shed surrounded them.

"Wow! Brother Yang bought us food again! Brother Yang is good!"

"Thank you Brother Yang! I love Brother Yang!"

"Big boss is indeed a big boss!"

……

There is no doubt that the person behind is Xu Yangfan, but—why everyone is calling Brother Yang?

What about Brother Fan?

[The author has something to say]: Every day without a manuscript is a horrible day, crying.