Fake parents dressed as villains

After the winter vacation, there were only forty students left in the first class of No. [-] Middle School in the city.

However, on the afternoon before New Year's Eve, the first class finally started a three-day winter vacation.

These students haven't left the school for more than half a year, they packed their things long ago, and rushed out of the school the moment the bell rang.

Some students from far away hometowns stayed at school for the New Year. Because mobile phones are not allowed, they can only call their families through the mobile phone of the owner of the canteen.

Song Jin remembered her grandmother's phone number, so she called her first and told her to tell Luo Yansheng.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Song Jin returned to the dormitory.

In the dormitory with him, a boy named Dai Xing did not go home either.

"Song Jin, are you back?"

Dai Xing sat up sleepily from the bed.

"En." Song Jin replied coldly.

Dai Xing's personality is a bit similar to Luo Yansheng's. Not only is he familiar with himself, but he also likes to talk to people.Song Jin didn't pay attention to him at first, but as time passed, she would respond with a few words.

"Have you finished your meal?" Dai Xing got up on the bed.

"No." Song Jin's bed was next to the balcony, and she got off the table and got on the bed.

He sat in front of the desk, and the things on the desk were neatly arranged as always.In the middle, there is a black photo frame with a group photo in it.

Dai Xing climbed out of bed, rubbed his eyes and glanced at his desk, and saw the group photo.

Song Jin stretched out her hand, and gently wiped the other person's face in the group photo with her thumb. The movement was gentle, even if there was a casual smile on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this situation, Dai Xing couldn't help but pouted.He and Song Jin have been in the same class for so long, and he has never seen him smile, and he doesn't know who the boy in the painting is, so if he asks Song Jin, he probably won't get an answer.

It's just that Song Jin was very precious to that painting, and wiped it again and again every day, for fear of getting a little dust on it.We are clean freaks, and we don't take him like this.

Maybe the person in that painting is very important to him.

Dai Xing looked at his watch, the time was close to 09:30, and the cafeteria had already closed.

He took out two bags of instant noodles from the cabinet, and threw a bag to Song Jin casually, "I didn't eat it either, let's eat instant noodles."

Song Jin took the instant noodles and bowed her head in thanks.

Dai Xing came back with a pot of boiling water. He couldn't bear the quiet atmosphere in the dormitory. He tore off the seasoning packet and said to Song Jin, "Song Jin, isn't your grandmother's house in the city? Why don't you go back?"

Song Jin turned on a small lamp on the desk, and the white light reflected his smooth side face. After time, Song Jin's facial features became more mature, and his Adam's apple became more obvious.

Dai Xing looked at this face, and couldn't integrate him with the instant noodles in his hand at all. He always felt that these two should not appear in the same frame.

"Busy." Song Jin replied simply.

"Busy? It's Chinese New Year, you don't really plan to attend the opening ceremony of some museum, do you? I found that you never stop 24 hours a day except the five hours you sleep at night." Dai Xing sighed with admiration explain.

"I found that there are still differences between people. I came here to take a shortcut and earn some easy money in the future. It's better for you, learn and study well. Usually, you are especially good at development, and you will be on the news every few days. , Which of the leaders in the city office doesn’t know you now? I don’t think you need to wait for college, and you can make a big splash in your career after graduation this year! After all, it’s not just someone who just writes two words, and they are used by the city museum.”

Dai Xing was chattering beside him, but Song Jin didn't respond from the beginning to the end.

At the end, Dai Xing let out a long sigh and said, "I thought I was already a dragon and a phoenix among people. When I compared it with you, I realized that there are people outside the mountain. Song Jin, I think you usually have nothing to desire What are you working so hard for?"

Song Jin raised his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the photo frame, and looked at the familiar face in the group photo but he hadn't seen it for a long time. After a while, he looked away, suppressed the restless longing in his heart, and remained silent for a long time without answering.

In three months, he will be able to see Luo Yansheng.

It's okay, just be patient.

He stood up, opened the closet, and a thin blanket was neatly stacked on top.

Song Jin reached out and twirled the fluff on it lightly, it seemed that Luo Yansheng's warmth still remained on it.

Three months, soon.

In the evening, Luo Yansheng cleaned up the mess and went back to the room alone.

There are a lot of messages on the phone, most of which are sent by some students of Lu Chuan. Luo Yansheng can't type in pinyin, so basically he can't reply, even if the reply is just a voice.

He took off his clothes and lay down on the bed, trying to sleep, but the house was too quiet, and the other house was so busy, he couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning, so he simply hugged his phone and read the news.

As soon as he entered the software, all he pushed was news related to the first class.

"After being closed for three months, the municipal museum finally ushered in the opening ceremony on New Year's Eve..."

Luo Yansheng read the title word by word.

"The house number of the museum will be inscribed by Song Jin, a student from the first class of No. [-] City Middle School..."

Song Jin's inscription?

Luo Yansheng sat up from the bed with a jolt.

He continued to read the news: "Song Jin is the most promising student in the advanced class. On the [-]th of last month, he re-inscribed the gate of the No. [-] Middle School of the city. After receiving many praises, the owner of the city museum found him. And put this important task on him, and invite him to attend the opening ceremony on New Year's Eve."

In the past six months, Song Jin has almost become a household name in the city, and he is also the only one in the advanced class who has the privilege to enter and leave the school for a short time.

But most of his trips are to participate in urban construction and other activities. Luo Yansheng doesn't understand these things, but seeing him go to school every day, and he has to go back and forth to other places after the day, not to mention how distressed he is.

"and many more--"

Luo Yansheng suddenly realized: "Song Jin can't come back, I can go see him!"

Tomorrow's opening ceremony, Song Jin will definitely show up, so I can just take a look at him from the audience!It won't disturb Song Jin's business either!

Thinking of this, the boredom in Luo Yansheng's heart was swept away, he dropped his phone and fell asleep.

The next day he got up early, packed a few changes of clothes on his back, brought some gifts for the two old people, and got on the car to the city.

After arriving at grandma's house, Luo Yansheng checked the Internet, and the opening ceremony of the museum was held at [-]:[-] noon.He disguised himself at home, intending to make sure that one glance at him was enough without affecting Song Jin.

So he changed his clothes and hid secretly in the living room, deliberately making a little noise so that the grandma in the kitchen could hear.

"Sound of wild goose? Are you hungry... Thief! There are thieves!"

As soon as grandma walked out of the kitchen, she saw a strange figure sneaking in the living room. She screamed in fright. She ran back into the kitchen and ran out holding a kitchen knife.

"I, it's me! Grandma is me!"

Luo Yansheng pulled off the wig and raised his hands to grandma.

When grandma saw his outfit, the corners of her mouth twitched twice, and she put down the kitchen knife: "What are you doing dressed like this? Hair is not hair, and mouth is not mouth."

Luo Yansheng laughed twice, put on the blond wig again, plucked his own mustache, and said triumphantly, "I'm going to visit Song Jin in the museum."

Grandma said dumbfoundingly: "You want to see him so much, let him come back for a meal. No matter how busy he is, there is always time for a meal."

Luo Yansheng shook his head and said: "He must have his reasons for not wanting to come back for the New Year, and I just went to see him. If I had to see him a few more times, I wouldn't be willing to part with him."

It's like Luo Yansheng likes to eat fish, you can bear it when you can't eat it, but when you eat it, you will only want to eat it more.

Grandma smiled helplessly, and said, "You and Jin'er have a really good relationship. If he doesn't come back, he's probably afraid of seeing you, so he doesn't want to go back."

Luo Yansheng put his hands on his hips and proudly said, "So I'm going to take a look at him quietly, so I can't be noticed by him!"

Grandma waved her hands and said, "Okay, okay, go early and come back early."

"Then I'm leaving, grandma."

"Go."

Luo Yansheng left the community and hailed a taxi.

"Hi master, go to the city museum."

A car stopped on the side of the road, and Luo Yansheng hurried up to it.

The driver was a man in his forties. He looked at Luo Yansheng happily and motioned him to sit up.

When Luo Yansheng got into the co-pilot, the master joked, "What's the matter? Wearing such tight clothes, you're going to steal some cultural relics?"

"Damn, isn't it cold? I'm not resistant to freezing, and I get a runny nose when I get cold."

"Okay, let's go."

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped across the road from the City Museum.

The driver master said: "There is a traffic light here, just go there."

Luo Yansheng got out of the car after giving the money, "Thank you, master."

"it's okay no problem."

When Luo Yansheng got off the car, there was a red light at the intersection. He tidied up his wig and beard to make sure they didn't look the way they were. When the red light turned green, he walked into the sidewalk with his chest out.

Many passers-by with their families gathered at the entrance of the Municipal Museum. Because it was the first day, the tickets were not expensive, and there were a lot of people who came.

Luo Yansheng was mixed in the crowd, and his blond hair was not conspicuous in the crowd.

As the time approached, a few workers came by the side of the road to disperse the crowd and set up a long firecracker.

Not long after, crackling firecrackers sounded not far away.

"Ugh..."

A three or four-year-old child screamed in fright, and his parents hurriedly covered his ears.

Everyone covered their ears and backed away, only Luo Yansheng laughed like a fool.

"This is just like Chinese New Year." Luo Yansheng said to himself.

After the sound of firecrackers ended, a group of leaders walked to the gate, opened a red silk satin, and took pictures with many reporters.

Luo Yansheng immediately stood on tiptoe and concentrated on looking for Song Jin's figure in the crowd.

Several leaders in suits and leather shoes walked in front, Luo Yansheng looked behind them, and finally saw Song Jin who was also in suits and leather shoes.

He was wearing a neat suit, his expression was the same as before, his indifference exuded a noble air, like a pampered young man, standing among these leaders, he was not concealed at all.

From the moment he came out, Luo Yansheng couldn't look away.

After not seeing each other for so many days, Song Jin has become better looking and more mature, just like an adult!

"Song Jin..." Luo Yan couldn't help calling out his name.

His voice was instantly covered by cheers:

"Song Jin!!!"

"He's really here!"

The voices of the crowd surrounded him like a wave, but Song Jin never changed his face, and he seemed to be able to handle many leaders with ease.

Song Jin...has really grown up.

Now he is so good, so many people like him.

Does he not need himself anymore?

It's just that they haven't seen each other for half a year, Luo Yansheng felt that Song Jin had grown into a real adult.

"All right!"

Luo Yansheng rubbed his face vigorously, "Didn't you see it? Go back quickly."

Luo Yansheng said to himself, he turned his back and walked in the opposite direction from the crowd.

The moment he turned around, Song Jin looked over as if aware of something.

The familiar figure stunned him for a moment, and an unspeakable emotion surged in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to walk over—no, it was impossible.

It was impossible for Luo Yansheng to appear here, nor could it be in this outfit.

Luo Yansheng walked out of the crowd and came to the side of the road.

A food truck is parked next to it, selling finger cakes.

"Boss, give me a pie."

At this time, a crisp voice rang in my ears.

Luo Yansheng raised his eyes and saw that he was a student.

"Wait a minute..." The boy was stunned for a moment, turned his head to glance at the museum, and muttered, "Song Jin probably hasn't had lunch yet, so buy him one too. Boss, bring me two luxury handbags." Grab the pie!"

Hearing Song Jin's name, Luo Yansheng, who was about to pass by, stopped.

He looked at the boy suspiciously, does this person know Song Jin?Is it Song Jin's classmate?

The boss responded with a smile: "Okay, do you want coriander?"

"want……"

"Song Jin doesn't eat coriander."

Just as the boy was about to answer, a voice came from behind him.

The boy turned around in surprise and found that it was a blond man.

"Do you know Song Jin?" the boy asked.

Luo Yansheng shook his head, "Who doesn't know Song Jin? Isn't it said on the Internet that he doesn't eat coriander?"

Luo Yansheng didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he left quickly after speaking.

"Oh, really?" Dai Xing nodded dubiously, he had lived with Song Jin for so long, and he didn't know that he didn't like coriander.

"Boss, no parsley for one serving."

"okay!"

After a while, the opening ceremony ended.

After politely rejecting several leaders' offer to have dinner together, Song Jin subconsciously searched the crowd, but she did not see that familiar figure again.

When Dai Xing found Song Jin, he gnawed on the pancake and handed the other to Song Jin, "Are you hungry? Eat it while it's hot."

Song Jin froze for a moment, then reached out to take it.

"I heard you don't eat coriander, so I didn't add it." Dai Xing said casually.

Song Jin was stunned. He looked at Dai Xing and asked, "How do you know I don't eat coriander?"

Dai Xing swallowed what was in his mouth, and said casually:

"A sneaky man told me that he saw it on the Internet. I didn't even know it, and the media could dig it out."

When Song Jin, who was always expressionless, heard this, a hint of anxiety appeared on his face, "Where is he?"

Dai Xing was confused by his reaction, pointed to the direction of the pancake seller, and said, "It was there just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jin ran towards the intersection in one stride.

Dai Xing was stunned before he started chewing with something in his mouth.

It was the first time he saw Song Jin who was so anxious.

Don't you always look calm and calm...

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