Marriage [entertainment]

In the middle of October, the temperature dropped day by day, and the T-shirt in Shan Yu's autumn school uniform was replaced by a thin knitted sweater.

Xu Yun, who had been wearing an autumn school uniform jacket by her side since the beginning of school, was the same as before. The boy fell asleep on the desk as soon as the get out of class was over, just like the day the school started, with the jacket covering his head, exposing his short-sleeved arms.

The little fat man at the back table sighed, it was rare for such a simple and extroverted boy to be bothered by melancholy.

The little glasses copied the borrowed notes "swish", took time to look at the tablemate, and couldn't bear it, "tsk tsk, don't pinch your face, usually it's as fleshy as a steamed bun, this time The wrinkled face looks like a steamed stuffed bun."

"When it's cold, people tend to get hungry, and when I see your face, I get even hungrier."

The little fat man looked at his deskmate with aggrieved look, his mouth was about to stick to the sky.

After a while, the voice muffled, "Why am I so fat?"

"..."

Shan Yu couldn't help being amused and puzzled when he heard this, this kid has been teased by his classmates all the year round but he never took it seriously, what happened today.

"Okay, okay." Little Glasses shook his head, "Tell me, did something happen?"

"It's not that you said last time that you like girls and you can't hide them, you have to be generous."

"hold head high."

"So it rained yesterday to cool down the temperature. I met someone."

"Who? That girl from class five? What did you do?"

"Well, I saw that she was wearing less clothes and shaking like a sieve, so I mustered up the courage to go up."

"Hiss." Little Glasses gasped, feeling that the child's courage was probably the same as that of ordinary people, "How did you get up there?"

The little fat man said, "I'll take off my clothes and stuff them for her when I go up."

"Uh, didn't you say anything?" Little Glasses asked, "Did she know you before?"

"No, I don't know her. I didn't dare to talk to her before. Yesterday was the first time."

So, the little girl is so cold in the heavy rain, and suddenly a stranger comes to her, and she takes off her clothes without saying a word, and puts them in her hands after taking them off?

Little Glasses imagined the scene, sighed and looked at the little fat man in despair, feeling that his tablemate's unrequited love for a short time had come to an end.

He died before he got out of the apprenticeship.

"In the end, she screamed and pushed me away." The little fat man asked Little Glasses resentfully, "Do you think I look so scary? Am I really too fat?"

Small glasses are speechless.

Brother, I don't want to hit you.

"Okay, I won't say anything. It's not easy for you to muster up the courage to go up once." Little Glasses shook his head and asked curiously, "I just want to know, why did you choose to take off your clothes?"

The little fat man took it for granted, "Girls are much weaker than boys, don't you have to protect the girl you like? I see that many boys will lend their clothes to girls."

"..."

Justified.

Little glasses didn't know what to say.

Hearing this, Shan Yu raised his head and glanced around the classroom. The temperature has dropped too fast these days, and everyone is not used to it, especially the girls who are thin. Several girls in the class are wearing at least one size bigger than their own school uniform. School uniforms are obviously for boys.

Looking around, they are basically girls who are pretty and usually popular.

But as a shy and reserved girl, she doesn't just wear boys' clothes casually. There are even two or three boys vying to throw their coats to a girl, but they don't accept it.

Therefore, based on this point, one can also guess who is having a little ambiguity with whom, and who is secretly in love with whom.

Children of this age, tacit understanding nothing more.

"Heh." A sneer sounded close at hand, and Shan Yu tilted her head.

The boss at the same table tore off the school uniform from his head at some point, and sat up straight, squinting at Shan Yu, and shook his head inexplicably, with the inherent mocking expression of the big boss that Shan Yu was familiar with. .

Shan Yu:?

Since the beginning of this semester, Xu Mengming has secretly heard many people say that Shan Yu is good-looking, and he is a good-looking classmate. Even he himself has been able to get more and more good-looking at her desk recently.

This once made him very unhappy.

who is he?A school tyrant who is also a school tyrant is a young talent who can balance both academics and careers!The kind that is rare in a century!

A person like him should only think about big things, and shouldn't have girls as creatures in his eyes. How can he notice which girls are good-looking?This is not something he should care about!

But Xu Yun, who had been depressed for a long time, suddenly felt a little happier today.

It seems that Shan Yu is nothing more than that!

The good-looking girls in the class are all given clothes, so what does that mean?Only good-looking girls should be given clothes!

But Shan Yu did not!

Shan Yu didn't...

Xu Yun thought of where his chest was softening, he pulled his school uniform jacket, looked down, and then looked at his deskmate Shan Yu who was no longer looking at him.

He was at a loss for a moment, and suddenly cursed in a low voice, "Fuck."

Shan Yu's hand holding the pen to calculate the problem paused, and heard Xu Yun grit his teeth and curse.

The boy seemed to be talking to himself again, "You're out of your mind? What do you want to do? If you give it away, you will be sb!"

Shan Yu frowned lightly.

The words behind Xu Yun were too vague, and she wasn't sure if she was scolding herself.

Most of the time, she and Xu Yun didn't interfere with each other, and the other party didn't like her, so she didn't have this tablemate.

But there are some things that don't matter if you don't care about them subjectively.

In fact, Xu sleepy has a great influence on the whole class.

If people ignore her for a few days, her life will be uneventful, but occasionally Xu sleepy is not in a good mood, just like he just stabbed her a word or expressed a little irritability, then other people in the class will follow suit. Seemingly hostile to her, making some small movements that are not too contradictory but annoying.

Sometimes, Shan Yu really wished she hadn't chosen a seat next to Xu Yun, she just wanted to finish her studies in peace.

After Wen Yixian came back to Syracuse, Shan Yu didn't dare to mention the Golden Melody Award to her, even though Shan Yu went to Chaohua to sign in every day and saw the chaos inside.

And Wen Yixian didn't tell Shan Yu about it, as if nothing really happened.

Shan Yu didn't know if it was Sister Wen who was indifferent and too noble, so she didn't care about such mundane things, or she just kept her sadness in her heart.

Or, she is just a child in Sister Wen's eyes, and the relationship between the two of them is not qualified for Wen Yixian to open her heart to her.

Wendy promised to release a new album to fans before the end of the year, and the new album was basically completed while Xianyin Group was constantly working overtime.

Song by song began to be released.

Shu Shu told Shan Yu, "Although the last album didn't win the Golden Melody Award, the sales boom is a real deal. Wendy at least created the best sales record of the same age based on this. The market's eyes are always discerning."

"So Wendy's new album can't fool the fans, it has to be down-to-earth and work hard to make music."

Shan Yu nodded with a half understanding.

While being ignorant, Shan Yu faintly felt that Sister Shu Shu's words were somewhat comforting.

She has been in Chaohua for a long time, and she has learned a little bit about fan circles. Sales are indeed a manifestation of the market, but in this era, it seems that fan popularity can also carry beautiful sales.

After all, the amount of flow and the quality of music should not be confused.

Her elder sister Wen was able to return to an amateur when she was a popular fried chicken in her teens, and she resolutely decided to study abroad for further studies. Isn't it because she wants to get rid of traffic and transform her strength?

Wen Yixian is very serious about the album. In her busy schedule, she still took time to travel around and even go abroad to shoot scenes and shoot MVs for each song.

In this case, Shan Yu can't follow, and it will affect his study.

Wen Yixian asked her to study with peace of mind, and her original part-time job on weekends was also forced to be a tutoring tutor.

"Don't be unhappy." Wen Yixian smiled and teased her, "It's been so hard recently, Assistant Xiao Dan can take a good vacation."

Shan Yu looked at the lingering exhaustion between the woman's brows and eyes and the red eye sockets from staying up late for a long time, speechless.

Her elder sister Wen was busy running around, she stayed in the classroom happily at home, and even had a piece of fruit delivered to her, but elder sister Wen was still worried about her and cared about her mood.

"I'm not unhappy." Shan Yu forced a smile.

Wen Yixian looked at Ren Jun and couldn't help shaking his head.

Her little ostrich has always been like this, showing all her emotions on her face, smiling is worse than crying.

"Sister Wen happened to be on a business trip, and I just happened to be traveling for fun. As a boss, how can I treat myself badly? What are you worried about?" Wen Yixian reached out and touched Shan Yu's head. With such an intimacy, Wen Yixian was helpless, and smiled again, "Or is it that Assistant Xiao Dan was thinking about employee benefits, so it's a pity that he couldn't go on a trip with the boss?"

Shan Yu opened his mouth to deny it, but Wen Yixian said again, "Okay, then I will take pictures of you wherever my sister goes, okay?"

This coaxing tone made Shan Yu Ergen feel a little hot.

What's so bad about it?

She pursed her lips, but replied, "Okay."

Wen Yixian really meant what he said, and every time he went back to a new place, he would take photos of Shan Yu.

Local delicacies, local folk customs, Shan Yu found that Wen Yixian photographed her most are bookstores and CD stores.

Sometimes, Wen Yixian would send her a short video or audio.

Most of them are resident singers in underground bars or street singers singing.

Wen Yixian told her, "Here you don't need to wear a mask and sunglasses, you can breathe free air, you can stand and listen to music in any street or alley you want. I like to hear different kinds of music. The collision, the collision of cultures, is wonderful and beautiful.”

Sister Wen looks very busy and happy.

This person can always find joy in bitterness, and will look for simple happiness in no matter how difficult or busy life is.

Always take it easy and take it easy.

Based on this, Shan Yu could almost imagine Wen Yixian's daily life. They were so far apart, even across the ocean, but Shan Yu felt that this was the closest she was to Wen Yixian.

Once, Wen Yixian probably had a drink in an underground bar, and played a video with Shan Yu. Shan Yu happened to be in time for a physical education class in the afternoon, and she was taken aback. Call up.

I don't know what time it is in the morning on the other side, and the night is tight, Wen Yixian said to Shan Yu, "I just had a new inspiration."

Shan Yu asked, "What?"

"This is the last song in the new album, and it hasn't been recorded yet."

Without any words, Wen Yixian squinted his eyes slightly and hummed a tune. The woman's sometimes gentle and sometimes seductive voice drifted through thousands of mountains and rivers with the current, and got into Shan Yu's ears.

Shan Yu saw that even through the screen, Wen Yixian's complexion had a visible blush.

This is Sister Wen in a slightly drunk state.

She saw it for the first time.

The woman flicked her hair, and pushed a disobedient strand behind her ears several times, which made Shan Yu feel inexplicably itchy. She suddenly wanted to part with that strand of hair for Sister Wen.

As soon as this idea popped up, Shan Yu was startled again, confused and palpitations.

She suppressed her emotions and wanted to concentrate on listening to sister Wen humming.

But Wen Yixian on the other end tilted his head at this moment, and after humming a few words, he smiled at her and said, "This is a love song."

The speaker has no intention, the listener...

Love songs, that is the sustenance and pouring out of the emotional entanglement between lovers.

Shan Yu bit her lip and said solemnly, "It sounds good."

But the roots of her ears turned red unconsciously. In the corner of the playground this autumn, the cool wind blew past, blowing her loose school uniform, and she felt the lingering heat from her earlobes.

"I'm going back soon." Wen Yixian spoke softly on the other end, "Does Shan Yu want any gift?"

Shan Yu looked up at the high sky, there was not a single cloud, today is a sunny day, there are birds flying in the sky, the air is slightly cool, the smell of the trees is fresh, she stepped on the fine sand on the runway, hesitated for a while Down.

She thought of the May [-]rd that Wen Yixian gave her last time, and also remembered the advice given to her by the boss.

"Let's make a fuss about it."

"What?" Wen Yixian didn't react immediately at the other end, or maybe her slightly drunken state made her slow down a bit.

A very short second of blankness appeared on the woman's face, and her gentle and generous temperament was covered up.

It looks a little indescribably cute.

Shan Yu finally understood why Sister Wen called her uncharacteristically during class, and it turned out that she was really drunk.

She pinched her mobile phone and stared intently at the woman on the other side of the camera. It took a while to explain, "Just like May [-]rd, it is also a problem set."

Wen Yixian started laughing after hearing this.

Somehow it hit the point of laughter.

Shan Yu's cheeks became hot from laughing, and his heartbeat accelerated.

She could hardly bear to hold her chest. Is this frequency and speed real and normal?

If so, why is it beating like this?

Is it because her act of pretending to be good in asking for the exercise set in front of Sister Wen made her feel guilty?

Wen Yixian over there laughed enough, and explained to her, "I'm not asking you this, I mean, do you want local specialties?"

Shan Yu recalled the local handicrafts or snacks that Wen Yixian had sent her, and felt that it would be inconvenient to bring them back or she would not be interested.

She finally asked for a novel by name, "The Origin of the Story."

It is the work of a well-known local writer, and it is also a reference book for teaching people to tell stories.

Wen Yixian agreed, the original edition of this book is hard to find, but the reprints and other people's commentary editions are everywhere, Wen Yixian went all over the streets and alleys to buy the original edition.

When she handed it to Shan Yu, she just teased people, "This is the original document, does Shan Yu seem to be struggling?"

Shan Yu: "...I like it very much."

It was her who asked for it by name, how could she not know that she seemed to be struggling.

However, Wen Yixian took out another copy from the bag as if by magic, "This is the translation I found in the bookstore after I came back. It must not be as authentic as the original version, so you have to learn English quickly to read the original version." .”

Shan Yu was stunned for a second while holding the book in his hand, and then took the other book in Wen Yixian's hand in a daze.

She lowered her eyes to look at this book and then at that book, the ink in her eyes became darker and darker.

Sister Wen is busy with the album and the company, how can she spend all her free time, and treat her so caringly?

Later, Shan Yu moved several times, but these two books were always with her, especially the original one. Shan Yu specially took a notebook to annotate and write down her opinions. She read it back and forth countless times.

On a weekend in early November, it was rare for Wen Yixian to live in Wen's mansion, so Shan Yu accompanied her to go for a morning jog.

During the summer vacation, Shan Yu followed Wen Yixian for morning jogs almost every day. At that time, she had never followed Wen Yixian for the whole journey, and neither has she today.

She didn't give up until she was paralyzed to the ground and couldn't get up like before. After running for nearly 10 minutes, she retreated and slowed down, walking slowly along the route, keeping only just enough to keep warm Yixian is also the distance within his line of sight.

When Wen Yixian came back, she laughed at her, "Why haven't you improved at all?"

Shan Yu didn't explain, she actually often practiced morning jogging by herself when Wen Yixian was not around, but she probably had poor foundation or lack of athletic ability, and had little effect.

The greening along this road is done very well, and the birds in the morning are also chirping for food.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, shaking the surrounding trees, and the branches and leaves fluttered wave after wave, as if it brought the surrounding air even colder.

The cold wind poured directly into the neck of the person.

Shan Yu has poor bones and has always had cold hands and feet, so she always wears more clothes than others. When others wear one, she wears two. When others wear two, she puts on three.

At this time, Shan Yu was wearing a brushed cotton shirt, a loose sweater over the shirt, and a looser sports coat on his hand.

She stopped earlier than Wen Yixian, the blood in her body had calmed down long ago, but Wen Yixian was still panting slightly, the wind passed and she sneezed.

Shan Yu tightened his fingers on the clothes in his hand, tilted his head and casually asked the people around him, "Is it cold?"

Wen Yixian: "A little bit."

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, the sensitivity of the five sense organs increased wildly, and even the sound of birds flapping their wings could be heard clearly.

Shan Yu held his breath for a moment, as if he had finally made up his mind, then stretched out his hand, and handed the coat directly to Wen Yixian.

"Put it on."

The tone is beyond doubt.

The author has something to say: Fatty: give a coat to the girl you like.

Shan Mumu: I know!

The small theater is still a spoof, the children didn't know their own minds so early~