The flash marriage object is wrong

If not, Jing Yu really has no one to look for.

"What time is it?" Su Ziming asked hesitantly, it would be great if the time of the performance with the child was staggered.

Jing Yu took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "It seems to start at six o'clock in the evening."

It's six o'clock, the child is still like eight o'clock, so it should be in time!

"Okay, then I'll go to dinner with you later, and then drive you there." The two haven't seen each other for so long, they should have a meal.

Jing Yu didn't refuse, but only responded slightly, and then leaned on the back of the chair to gradually breathe evenly, and after closing his eyes, the fatigue between his brows was revealed.

Under the traffic light, Su Ziming turned his head to look, and couldn't help letting out a sigh.

Jing Yu is a very strong person. He must have had a hard time in foreign countries for the past ten years, but he never said it out loud.

The location of the hotel is not remote. As soon as the car stopped, Jing Yu woke up sharply. After rubbing his forehead with his fingers, he quickly put on the seat belt and got out of the car. When Su Ziming got out of the car, he had already taken out the suitcase.

The front desk confirmed that Jing Yu was behind him, handed over the room card to the other party, and took an extra card by the way.

Su Ziming took a look at the secondary card in his hand, secretly thought that the room might cost six or seven thousand a night, and then gave the secondary card to Jing Yu, he didn't need it.

Jing Yu looked at Su Ziming's pained expression with a funny face, and explained: "I will stay for a week at most, and I will leave soon."

For a week, Su Ziming calculated silently, then stared at the elevator numbers.

He is really poor now.

Jing Yu shook his head, stepped forward and took out the elevator wet tissue to wipe his hands, and threw it in the trash can when he went out.

The setting of the hotel is good, you can smell the faint smell of disinfectant as soon as you enter the door, and there are white colors everywhere, which makes Jing Yu very satisfied to go forward to open the suitcase and take out the things that need to be used.

Su Ziming went around and sat on the sofa, watching Jing Yu start tidying up and disinfecting little by little.

It's been ten years, but Jing Yu's habit of cleanliness is still there, no matter what he needs to wipe clean a little bit, otherwise he will be restless all day long.

The clothes were folded squarely, and when he waved his arms up and down, the little tugging on the back of his head would tremble accordingly, which made Su Ziming find it funny.

Just when Su Ziming was about to fall asleep, a ringtone woke him up. He looked towards the ringtone and found that Jing Yu had already connected the phone, and his face was not very good.

The other end of the phone didn't know what to say, which made Jing Yu's tone aggravated, and the brows were full of anger.

But Su Ziming couldn't understand Italian, so he could only listen to Jing Yu's expression analysis.

I only regret that I learned less at that time.

Jing Yu quickly ended the call. Although he was very angry, he changed his expression after taking a deep breath, and said softly to Su Ziming: "Mingming, you can go out to eat now."

"Okay, brother Jing Yu, where do you want to eat?" Su Ziming recalled what Jing Yu liked to eat, but found nothing. In his memory, Jing Yu didn't seem to like or dislike food.

In addition to not eating roadside stalls.

In order to take care of Jing Yu's habit, Su Ziming chose a restaurant with a high rating and made sure that Jing Yu didn't feel disgusted before leaving.

When ordering, Su Ziming deliberately paid attention to the set menu that Jing Yu ordered, and after getting the menu, he realized that what he ordered was just the most classic set menu of this restaurant.

There was no preference at all, so Su Ziming had no choice but to give up.

During the whole afternoon, the two of them stayed in the hotel, chatting with each other. Most of the time, it was Su Ziming who was talking, and Jing Yu was listening as a quiet tree hole, occasionally expressing questions and emotions.

In order to avoid too long at night, the two ordered some afternoon tea in the hotel. Su Ziming ate too much, but Jing Yu said he lost his appetite after just one bite.

It's exactly six o'clock.

Jing Yu took the ticket and took Su Ziming into the school together.

When he first approached the campus, Su Ziming was still a bit lucky, this is a university town, with so many universities, it is impossible to choose Qin Heng's school, until Jing Yu brought him into the school.

It turned out to be such a coincidence!

After entering the campus, there were special people to guide the way, and the two found the performance hall without any difficulty, and went to the auditorium one step ahead of time.

Jing Yu is excellent, this is something Su Ziming has known since he was a child, but when he saw a group of school leaders find Jing Yu and start talking, Su Ziming still felt a little unrealistic.

The school leaders he met were not such a gentle type.

Jing Yu's expression was indifferent, his tone was soft and somewhat distanced, and he responded humbly one by one.

It wasn't until there were more and more people behind that the school leaders turned to greet other outstanding students.

Su Ziming couldn't help but sighed softly: "Sure enough, I want to win glory for the school!"

I don't know if Qin Heng will be like Jing Yu in the future!

Su Ziming was still fidgeting at first, but then he thought that this was the best of both worlds, he didn't abandon Jing Yu and he could see Qin Heng's performance.

"Yes, Mingming can also do it." Jing Yu responded softly, and then asked: "Is Mingming busy today?"

Su Ziming subconsciously sat up straight, "I..." He didn't know how Jing Yu saw it, but he didn't know how to refute it, because what the other party said was true.

"Mingming, don't lie to me." Jing Yu's expression turned serious, looking a little scary.

Su Ziming pursed his lips lightly, and then said: "Yes, but he is performing in this performance hall."

"What a coincidence, then he must be a very good student." Jing Yu understood that the people who can be on stage are recognized by the school as excellent, let alone this is the school celebration, "Mingming, did you tell him?"

"No!" Su Ziming woke up suddenly. He just felt that he didn't send a message to Qin Heng before the time came. Now he actually forgot and remembered that he had already entered the performance hall.

So he quickly took out his phone and sent a message to Qin Heng.

Diaozhuzhu: Ah Heng, I am already in the auditorium, looking forward to your performance!

Ding dong.

Qin Heng, who was anxiously about to go out, heard the phone ringing, and quickly reached out to check it. When he saw that the message was Su Ziming, he relaxed.

He thought Su Ziming would not come.

But how did the other party enter the performance hall?He hasn't had time to give Ming Ming his ticket yet!

But it's good to be here, he has almost prepared everything that should be prepared, such as the gift box in the corner.

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There was a deafening sound, followed by a dull drumbeat, and the dancer came out from the left position, showing his body language.

Su Ziming looked at it very seriously, although he half understood.

Sometimes when I turn my head to look at Jing Yu, the other party looks very seriously, and the teachers on the other side seem to be very satisfied.

Only now did he know that the school celebration had already started during the day, but the art class was left at night, and all the people invited were famous musicians, painters, and dancers.

At first, Su Ziming was curious about how to display the painting, until the lights gradually brightened, and the large screen on the stage projected the painting, accompanied by the host's explanation.

……I see.

His artistic cells are basically gone, and he even thinks some paintings are strange, but he always keeps a smile on his face.

Until the host announced again, he heard a familiar voice.

Seeing Su Ziming's expression change, Jing Yu instantly understood, "Is that elementary school boy coming out?"

As a senior, it is not an exaggeration to call him a junior.

Su Ziming pinched his earlobe, "Yes, his name is Qin Heng, he is very powerful!"

Jing Yu looked at Su Ziming meaningfully, maybe even Su Ziming himself didn't know, when he mentioned this Qin Heng primary school boy, Su Ziming's eyes were shining.

It seems that a lot has changed in ten years.

The lights gradually dimmed, the curtain of the stage gradually opened, and the inside instantly turned into a small concert hall, with a total of more than [-] people lined up neatly with musical instruments.

The most conspicuous thing among them is the piano in the middle. That piano is very big, and I don't know how it was moved out in such a short period of time. What caught Su Ziming's attention even more was the young man sitting in front of the piano.

Qin Heng is dressed very formally today. His bangs are fixed on one side by hairspray, revealing his full forehead. The side of him facing the auditorium is faintly visible on the other side.

The young man's side face is very capable, but the round eyes in the past actually look a bit cold and noble at this time.

"Qin Heng." Su Ziming murmured softly, feeling indescribably excited in his heart.

Jing Yu followed Su Ziming's gaze, and naturally found the dazzling young man, but Su Ziming was not the only one staring at the young man. He patted Su Ziming's shoulder and said casually: "Mingming, look at that Isn't the girl playing the cello beautiful?"

girl?

Su Ziming looked to the side, just in time to see the girl smiling at Qin Heng, that smile was not only polite but also seemed to have something else in it.

The keys fell and the notes began to flow.

Various instruments interspersed and cooperated very well, and there was a short section where the piano and the cello intertwined. The more Su Ziming looked at the girl, the more he felt that something was wrong.

This look is much more lingering than the music. Is it true that girls have such a strong sense of art now?

Those who didn't know thought they really liked Qin Heng.

Su Ziming froze, subconsciously pursed his lips, and suddenly felt a little depressed.

However, before he had time to figure out why, he found that the music had stopped, surrounded by warm applause, and some people even stood up and applauded.

Jing Yu pulled Su Ziming to stand up, and when Su Ziming didn't react, he raised his hand high.

that's it