my brother is not cute at all

"Everyone come and gather, and those whose names are called line up in order."

"Our college has a total of 64 people this time, and one bus can't fit them, so we get two cars to go. Little boy, you take the list of No. 2 cars, and I will take No. 1 car later, and you and Xiao Lu will take No. 2 cars."

"You ask everyone to line up according to the name on the list, collect their ID cards and check their ID numbers, and those who have no problem can put their luggage in the luggage compartment and get on the bus. Remember, let them get off the bus if there is no service difference. , if there is a special situation in the car, please call me first to report, understand?"

"okay, I get it."

Yang Yue took a list from Hal and organized everyone into the car according to his request.

The time for this rehearsal is not enough, the whole school hurriedly rushed, and finally finished rectifying all the programs yesterday morning. When we arrive at the local area, we have to go on stage according to the situation of the stage. If there is any problem, we have to rectify it immediately. Time is running out.

A group of people hurriedly got on the bus and set off. The journey took a full 9 hours, and it was already evening when they arrived at the hotel.After sitting in the car for nearly half a day, everyone felt back pain when they got off the car, and their buttocks were so numb that they were about to lose consciousness.

When he arrived at the hotel, Hal took Yang Yue to collect his ID card, distributed room cards, and organized everyone to eat on the first floor of the hotel. Before the break, he took the list and went to each room to check the bed.

After a busy day, Yang Yue felt as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, and the moment he fell into the soft big bed of the hotel, his thoughts were emptied, and he stared at the simple hanging lamp on the ceiling, as if he was relieved, and his soul It seems to be floating down the throat.

Hal smoked a whole cigarette from the balcony, and walked in with the smell of tobacco all over his body: "Finished the investigation? Is everyone gathered? There is no co-sleeping situation, right?"

"Well, it's ready, not yet, maybe it will be later," Yang Yue stared at the roof with empty eyes, her voice was calm.

Hal was amused by him, and jokingly said, "So you know it? It seems that when you performed in the past, you didn't mess around a lot."

"What do you mean by tossing around?" Yang Yue asked.

"A group of people get together to drink and play cards, and there are young couples messing around in the dormitory. Isn't that what you used to do?" Hal said.

"Without me," Yang Yue turned over and lay on the bed, her voice came from between the mattresses: "That's all their adult activities, I only became an adult in my senior year, and before that, all your midnight shows didn't exist. Let me take part."

"That's right," Hal nodded and sighed, "Time flies so fast, you'll be an adult in the blink of an eye."

Yang Yue complained: "So what about being an adult? Isn't it just being a cow and a horse for you all day long, being squeezed by the department to do this and that? It's just that the free child labor has become a free volunteer."

Hearing his resentful tone, Hal couldn't help laughing: "Then you don't have any life of your own? I don't think you are close to your classmates, so you have a close relationship with your little brother in the national standard department, but he usually I seldom take you with me when I go out to play, right? Then what do you do at home when you are alone?"

Yang Yue opened her mouth and answered: "Preparing lessons, compiling works, playing games, and occasionally watching cartoons."

It's really a standard underage life.

"Didn't you want to fall in love and feel the life of an adult?" Hal asked.

"Didn't you say before that I'm not suitable for dating?" Yang Yue began to turn over old accounts: "You said that the love-themed pas de deux I composed were all show-offs, and the content wasn't bullshit. They're all too sensible, they can't imagine what it would be like for me to fall in love, you told me this before, and you forgot?"

"That's because the thing you made up at that time was really not bullshit. Didn't I talk about it in my technique class? Art comes from life, and so does dance. You haven't even talked about love, and your understanding of love is still at the same level. On a superficial and one-sided level, how to process, refine and reshape it to turn it into a work with depth and soul?" Hal said clearly.

Yang Yue couldn't refute, she just muttered in a low voice: "Then other topics can also be searched for information, but love is not something that I can talk about if I want to talk about it."

After hearing what he said, Hal snorted and said, "Actually, it's quite simple to talk about. If you meet someone you like, go after it and try. Even if you fail, it's just a part of your life experience, and it's not harmful to the creation of works."

Is that right?

Yang Yue bit her fingernails into her mouth, followed his words and lost her mind.

Hal took advantage of this spare time to pick up a change of clothes, and said to him: "Okay, I'll take a shower, you go to bed early, and tomorrow morning you and Xiao Lu have to get up early to ask them to get up for rehearsal, don't get up by yourself Make others laugh."

The opening and closing of the bathroom door became the last sound in the quiet air. Yang Yue lay on the bed, biting her nails, lost in thought.

When you meet someone you like, go after it and try it?But what kind of person is considered a favorite person?

In a trance, Yang Xing's affectionate and bright voice seemed to pull his thoughts back to that late night.

——Brother, you don’t understand, you have never liked someone, you don’t know what it feels like to be moved.

——When you look into her eyes, your heartbeat will speed up, you will forget to breathe, and you will not be able to hear all the voices in your ears, but you will not hate this feeling, but want to keep looking at it like this She, wants to get closer to her...

If this is the case, then the person he likes is...

Fuck, isn't this too wicked?

Early the next morning, all the actors gathered on the first floor and had breakfast before starting rehearsal.

The venue for the official performance is near the hotel. Everyone had good expectations and fantasies, thinking that the venue for the performance would be a magnificent theater. Unexpectedly, they walked to the square by the sea and found that there was already a huge square on the large square. A double-decker large stage was set up, and the lights on both sides stood neatly above the stage, and the moment they were all lit up, it was like shadowless surgical lights on two rows of operating tables—the backlight was also clear, illuminating your beauty.

On the table built by the iron frame, a very festive red carpet is spread evenly. The moment you stand on it, the sound of distant waves and the sea breeze wash your eardrums, which guarantees that you can experience it in a minute. To the shock of facing the sea and spring flowers blooming.

Yang Yue shook her hands in disbelief at the moment, took a very precious photo and threw it in the circle of friends. The accompanying text was full of doubts about life: This is it?

After pressing the lock screen button for less than half a minute, the phone vibrated again. Yang Yue glanced at the screen and saw that it was from Hou Zeqi.

7z: Started work so early?

Yang Yue woke up early in the morning and hadn't exhausted her anger yet, and suddenly saw such an impactful stage, she felt even more angry, and quickly pressed a row of words on the screen with her fingers.

Hou Zeqi picked up the milk cup on the table, and the message popped up on his phone made him feel Yang Yue's despair through the screen.

Little Ancestor: Don't cue if you are already mad

He bit the rim of the cup and laughed, and replied in seconds: he is not big, but his temper is not small.

Little ancestor: I can't keep up with the rhythm, the scheduling is wrong, the shit I danced is not as good as it is, and it is paired with a big country stage, the visual impact, just think about it, it's fucking exciting [smile]

How could you be so angry and start swearing?

Hou Zeqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly turned to an emoji that had been saved with Shimei a long time ago, and sent it to him.

7z: [This is a dirty word, kittens are not allowed to say it]

Yang Yue replied to him: I'm not a kitten, I'm not worthy, I'm just a little Charmander now.

Hou Zeqi thought it was funny when he thought about it, so he teased him: Oh, really?Then come back and let me touch how hot you are.

Yang Yue, who was not too hot at first, suddenly heated up her cheeks after receiving such a message that there was some car exhaust fumes between the lines, and her eyes suddenly widened like basketballs rolling around the edge of the basket, almost slamming A sound fell out of the eye socket.

What's the meaning?Where to touch?

Why is this man like this?Chatting nicely, but talking like a hooligan.

Yang Yue gritted her teeth to reply to the message. Halfway through typing, she suddenly thought of the rainy night after drinking the ginseng chicken soup. He had such a dream. The entry thing--

"This way, have you learned it?"

"Let go, you... who the hell are you?"

"who am I?"

"I'm your brother."

boom!

The blood rushing frantically from the limbs and bones was so hot that it exploded in the body!Go straight to the brain along the bone marrow and branch-like blood vessels!

Yang Yue stared at the phone screen in a daze for a long while, and finally slowly clicked on the other party's notes, mustered up the courage to type the title that he had been afraid to face...

brother.

It took a long time before Hou Zeqi received the message from Yang Yue who took a long time to reply.

Little ancestor: Do you dare?hand to interrupt you [smile]

It turned out that after holding back for a long time, he uttered such a cruel word.

Across the screen, Hou Zeqi could even imagine Yang Yue holding a baby face with a fierce face, he smiled helplessly, but at this moment a call popped up on the phone.

After pressing answer, Hou Chenghai's voice came from the other end: "Where are you now? Have you arrived at the company?"

"Not yet," Hou Zeqi glanced at the time, and it was not yet 08:30: "Aren't you? It's not too late, and you started checking posts?"

"Go early to arrange the company's affairs. After your second mother goes to punch the card, you send her to the Maternity and Children's Hospital."

"Maternity and Children's Hospital?" Hou Zeqi was a little surprised, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

But across the phone, Hou Chenghai's voice was faintly filled with joy: "Yes, your second mother is pregnant, and I've already made an appointment with a doctor for her to have a check-up. You go and contact Xiao Qi directly."

"It's true," Hou Zeqi laughed, "It's ok, Dad, I didn't expect you to be quite amazing."

"Stop talking to me, hurry up and get things done for me honestly, do you hear me?"

"I know, I know."

Hearing such good news early in the morning, Hou Zeqi hung up the phone and whistled leisurely.

He arrived at the company 10 minutes early to arrange things for the morning, and after Ji Wanyu punched out her card, he drove her to the Women's and Children's Hospital.

It was already past the morning rush hour for work, and the road was not yet congested. Hou Zeqi was waiting for a red light at an intersection, when he suddenly thought of something, he took out his phone and turned on the car music.

"Second Mom, I'll play some classical piano music for you. I just asked Sister Li at the front desk, and she said that listening to prenatal music is good for the development of the fetus."

"You are really careful, he is still so young, what can he understand?" Ji Wanyu was amused by him, but thanked him anyway.

"Listen early so he can win at the starting line." Hou Ze played a piano piece for prenatal education at [-] o'clock, and laughed: "Your family's artistic cells are so strong, maybe you can train a little artist in the future. By the way , Did Xiaoyue know about your pregnancy?"

The green light came on, and the car started to move slowly along the traffic flow.

"I haven't had time to tell him yet, let's talk about it when he comes back," Ji Wanyu smiled.

Hou Zeqi nodded: "Well, he will be very happy then."

"hope so."

Looking at the busy streets, Ji Wanyu suddenly thought that she was busy with her graduation project during her senior year and neglected to supplement nutrition, which made Yang Yue weak and sick since she was a child, and suddenly felt a little bit of bitterness in her heart.

She thought of those two devilish children beating and humiliating his son back and forth, even watching him fall into the river and nearly die without any help, and she was so sad that she couldn't breathe Come.

If she hadn't been deceived by Yang Wenkang at that time, if she had bravely left that home earlier, Yang Yue's childhood might have been happier like an ordinary child.

Blame her.

It was her innocence and weakness that hurt the child.

Thinking of this, Ji Wanyu suddenly felt sore in her nostrils. She quickly turned her head to look out the window, sniffed, and let out an inaudible sigh in the small compartment.

There was another red light at the intersection ahead, Hou Zeqi stepped on the brakes, and the traffic police who randomly checked the driver's license on the side of the road saw his car logo, and even knocked on the window became polite.

"Hi, check your driver's license," the traffic policeman smiled respectfully at him the moment he lowered the window.

"Wait a minute," Hou Zeqi said and turned his head: "Second Mom, the driver's license is sandwiched in the sun visor of the co-pilot."

Ji Wanyu came back to her senses, and when she turned her head, Hou Zeqi's arms were stretched out, "I'll do it."

"Oh, good," she nodded, leaning back slightly on the seat back.

The movement of leaning over affected Hou Zeqi's skirt, and the spherical pendant around his neck slipped out from the V-neck black sweater. The lustrous white jade was carved into the shape of a buckle, and it fell on the red lanyard. conspicuous.

Ji Wanyu just glanced at it, her body felt as if she had been hit hard by thunder, and her pupils trembled instantly!

At that moment, all the sounds around were like the wind passing through the sand field, whizzing away with the flying dust, dissipated, and disappeared.