Epigenetic

In the evening, as usual, I put the next day's small cake in my brother's small bag.

Now Zhu Weichen is gradually getting used to his younger brother's kindness, and is no longer as frightened as he was at the beginning, but he is still reluctant to eat, always asks repeatedly, and only accepts when he is reassured that there is still a lot of cake left.

Zhu Weixing sat with him in the living room for a while, watching OKK's stage performance. Today, the two handsome men and beautiful women are not in good condition, especially the boy Kai Kai, who frequently loses his voice, and the scene has some car accidents.

Amidst an ear-piercing high pitch, the cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

A string of numbers, unsigned, but considered an old acquaintance.

After hesitating for two seconds, Zhu Weixing chose to click on it, thinking that it was just another groan and self-pity, but this time it was different, except for a small paragraph, there was a picture attached for the first time.

He said: Pretty, the moon is beautiful tonight.

What came was darkness.

Zhu Weixing stared at the picture for a long time, zoomed in, zoomed in again, turned the phone to the brightest, and then...

He saw a pale hand in the picture!

The five fingers of the hand are facing the sky, as if touching the clouds and the air, the fingers are thin and gray, not like a living person.There was a round dim moon hanging in the sky, without a single star around it, it was as dark as a deep well, against which the tense hands seemed to be struggling for help on the surface of the water, creepy.

And behind the hand, the vague background is a pointed tower-like building.

I wish MSI looked at the building more and more familiarly, and went through the photos on the Internet with a flash of inspiration, and successfully found the corresponding object.

——The pointed tower in the middle of the villa group in Hongguang Town? !

I wish MSI stood up at once.

Zhu Weichen, who was enduring the sound wave attack, looked at him blankly, not understanding why his younger brother suddenly looked serious.

Zhu Weixing looked back at his brother, then glanced at the sloppy live broadcast on the screen, thoughtfully took the remote control, and changed him to a comfortable comedy station.

Go out and onto the balcony.

After standing still for a few minutes, I heard a roar of a locomotive cut through the silence of the night.

Zhu Weixing poked his head out and saw a dark blue heavy machine passing by in front of Building No. [-], like a galloping wild leopard, swift and vigorous towards the darkness in the distance.

Jiang Yi went out?

so late?

Thinking of Kong Qiang, Zhu Weixing glanced at the phone aside, and frowned again.

Behind the scenes?Strange power?

Meng Ji, Fu Wei, himself... There have been many accidents with those involved in the incident so far, and he suddenly worried, if Jiang Yi helped, would he be implicated as well?

Zhu Weixing will not be easily frightened by nameless text messages, he is clear and calm at the moment, but this tranquility also gives him the illusion of standing on the beach watching the sea receding violently.When the turbulent waves are getting farther and farther away, how can you know that it is not a sign of a tsunami?

This guess made MSI feel uneasy.After thinking about it, I finally decided to find someone in the phone's address book and dialed the number.

"Hey, Officer Xiao Zhang, sorry to bother you so late, I have something to tell you..."

After standing on the balcony for a while and returning to the room, Zhu Weixing entered the room without disturbing his elder brother who was laughing while watching the comedy.

Get ready to face the darkness, but turn off the light and go to bed, but there is an orange light coming through the opposite window.

6407 is not nobody, where does the light come from?

Zhu Weixing got up strangely and pulled up the blinds.I saw lights by the window, on the table, in front of the bed in the small room opposite...they were all lit.

Left in a hurry and forgot to turn it off?

Zhu MSI was puzzled, burning up the electricity bill, and some unreasonable person was afraid that he would blame himself again.

After looking at it, his eyes gradually softened again.

The bowls of orange yellow that are neither dim nor dazzling are like the golden sands on the seashore covered with the setting sun, flowing and warm; they are also like invisible barriers closely connected in the air, firm and broad...

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U Art's one-month-long school recital will start tonight.Zhu Weixing went to the department to help Xin Manman early in the morning.

Xin Manman is also the head of the orchestra department, the secretary of the student union, and a member of the brass band, with many affairs.Zhu Weixing followed her to run errands, deeply feeling that the backbone of the campus is not easy.

Zhu Weixing offered to help, Xin Manman didn't expect him to do anything, Zhu Weixing has no organizational experience, is not familiar with the school, and has no friendship with the people in the class and department. He looks tall and slender, but he is in poor health and can't lift his shoulder Can't resist, it's really not very useful, and it might add chaos.

But she is selfishly willing to wish MSI to be by her side, if she doesn't have the strength to share, it's fine if she has the heart to share.

Unexpectedly, after doing it, I found that the other party was unexpectedly capable.As small as trivial hygiene, equipment, and publicity layout; as large as personnel rehearsal time, venue shifting and placement, MSI is well organized and everything is clear.

The planning and coordination group of the department where Xin Manman worked was used to asking teachers for everything at first, so it wasted time to go back and forth.After discussing with Zhu Weixing several times, I found that his opinions are simple and straightforward.Gradually, he was willing to discuss with him, and even let him make the decision.

The same is true of several other officers, especially when Zhu Weixing ran to the recital office alone on behalf of the orchestra department at such a tense moment, and asked the teacher to talk to them about the two-hour priority rehearsal quota for the piano rooms of the first, second, and third elementary schools. At that time, everyone's impression of him has changed a lot.

"We actually occupied a big room with a grand piano?" Everyone looked at Zhu Weixing in disbelief, "Why? Why? Are you a relative of the teacher?"

Facing the compliments from all walks of life, MSI Zhu calmly explained: "Because the negotiation was at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"What happened at two o'clock?" No one knew.

Xin Manman said for him: "Didn't you read today's schedule? The investor will watch the performance in the evening, have a meeting with the school in the afternoon, and visit the campus. At two o'clock, I will go to the general office in charge of activities to check, and the school leader will receive me."

"When they are all here, you go into the main office to ask for the piano room? Are the school leaders angry?" Normal people would think that this student doesn't know what's good or bad, and has no eyesight, right?

Xin Manman shook her head: "Didn't you hear the wind? The Sanyue Building to be rebuilt next year, that is, the Xinqinfang Building, is invested by these people."

so what?The students are still puzzled.

Zhu Weixing said: "We went to ask for the adjustment of the piano room, and we showed that the situation that the rehearsal room is not enough is very urgent and it shows the wisdom of the investor to build the piano room building for the school, which solved everyone's urgent need in the future. This kind of feedback naturally made the investor happy, and even decided to add optimization of the facilities in the building, and the leaders were even happier.

When some guests come, they have to be glamorous and long-faced, and when some guests come, they have to expose their faults and complain about their misery.Look at the bright, clean and spotless windows in the school today, but even the 800-year-old rattan chairs at the entrance of the auditorium are reluctant to take them away, and even put a couple of them around.Let Zhu Weixing accurately grasp the psychology of poor schools wanting to secretly beg for money from investment masters, and act decisively at the right time.The school is happy, and it is of course a trivial matter to give them priority in arranging a few rooms.

After hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Does this work too? ? ?

After Zhu Weixing went to secure the prime time for rehearsal on stage again, everyone was really convinced.

Where did this organization strongman negotiator come from?Foresighted and far-sighted, where did the coquettish slut who was mean in middle school go?

Most importantly, Zhu MSI's temperament has changed too much.No matter how big or small it is, when he receives it, his expression is as steady as Mount Tai, his words are calm and calm, and he unconsciously calms down those who are anxious and anxious, and listens to his arrangements according to his pace.

His face is youthful and beautiful, but there is a well-informed indifference and maturity in his gestures. A simple white sweater and jeans are still smudged with brilliance among the outstanding talents. The trend seems to be reborn.

In the small preparation room of the wind music class, Zhu Weixing helped Xin Manman divide the water for everyone. Xin Manman said in a low voice: "Just now someone in the next class asked me for your phone number, but I didn't give it." I don't know how many times this is today, Many of them didn't know who Zhu Weixing was, and they thought that the coordination department had borrowed some handsome guy from the foreign department, so they wanted to hook up.

Zhu Weixing smiled indifferently: "Thank you." He is indeed not keen on non-essential communication.

Xin Manman smiled back: "Would you like coffee? Don't think about wind music, but we can order it at our string music. I'm going to order it. Bring a cup for you? Refresh yourself."

Just as Zhu Weixing was about to say no, a sweet voice shouted: "Is there coffee?? Tell me earlier, we've been sitting here for half an hour, give us two cups!"

Looking up, I saw three girls, all slender and beautiful.One of them looks familiar, and it turns out to be He Ling, a dance department flower who has had a relationship on both sides.It seems that they are also from the dance department.

The one who opened the mouth was a girl with a high ponytail. Seeing that Zhu Weixing looked at it, she reported a series of requirements: "A total of four cups, no sugar, no milk, pure black coffee, and the temperature should not be too high. After drinking it, we will sweat. make-up, but it shouldn’t be too cold, keep it at room temperature. Are you ordering takeaway? Why don’t you just call S’s, a niche brand behind Tianlan Square, He Ling likes it.”

Zhu Weixing looked at her, then looked at He Ling who was waiting to be served, and said nothing.

Xin Manman pointed to the girl with disheveled hair on the far right and said, "You can drink it, but she probably can't. Don't talk about flavorful drinks before the wind music performance, it's best not to drink even water."

The girl with shaved hair was silent, and the high ponytail defended her: "Tsk, you think I don't know? How tiring it is to play "Zardash" in 5 minutes. Of course, those who are mixed and can't make it to the stage don't understand it. I will order it now." It’s okay to drink after our Yueyue performance.”

Among the two in front of her, Zhu Weixing didn't mix up and didn't get a chance to go on stage. What she said was impolite and very targeted.Xin Manman's expression changed and she planned to fight back, but Zhu Weixing stopped her.

"I'll go and order, it's okay." After finishing speaking, he turned and went out.

Xin Manman froze for a moment, and followed behind him.

"Why let them act wildly? Even if they are backup dancers, they take themselves too seriously."

The girl with disheveled hair, Zhu Weixing, had never seen her before today, but she had heard her name a long time ago. Her name was Jin Mingyue, and she was a senior two years older than him.One of the few people with the highest level in the flute class is also Chen Zhou's favorite student, and she is often compared to her in class.Just now in the preparation room, Zhu Weixing also saw Chen Zhou coming in and out many times, and repeatedly told him to take care of him, and his attitude of attention was beyond words.After all, you have to play solo for 4 minutes on a big occasion, and even carry the teacher's face together, so you can't make any mistakes.

He Ling and the high ponytail should both be Jin Mingyue's backup dancers, and they will be on stage with her later, so they are waiting here.

Xin Manman couldn't understand what Gao Ponytail said, but Zhu Weixing felt that it was aimed at herself.Even if Chen Zhou doesn't like him, there's no need for Jin Mingyue to make things difficult for his junior brother.He Ling was left... Could it be that he became a little bandit to vent his anger?As far as Jiang Yi's attitude towards himself is not necessary, is it even more unnecessary?

Zhu Weixing didn't understand their minds, and didn't bother to learn about them. She just wanted to pass the concert peacefully.

He ordered coffee according to the wishes of several people, let other students bring it in, and then went to do other things until the concert started.