52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

Qiao Shuo blinked blankly, not knowing how to reply to Wen Liang, he didn't even quite understand what Wen Liang said.

Wen Liang didn't intend to continue this topic, he pursed his lips and smiled, then lowered his head to open the lecture record sheet, and began to fill in the contents.

Qiao Shuo was in a daze for a while, glanced at the back door, then adjusted his sitting posture, put the phone out of sight of the back door, and searched for this sentence in the browser.

He didn't think about it carefully. He thought that being sensible was always praised by parents and teachers, but he didn't expect that many people on the Internet disagreed.

Qiao Shuo raised his eyes and looked at Wen Liang's quiet and steady expression while bowing his head while writing. He couldn't imagine how much this person had gone through.

He faintly felt that although he had a good relationship with Wen Liang, Wen Liang still had reservations about him, and always avoided the topic of "once", as if separating people from the thick fog, making it difficult to get close.

Qiao Shuo felt a sense of frustration for no reason.

After this class was over, the supervisor of the remedial class wanted to assign Qiao Shuo a class. Qiao Shuo watched Wen Liang sign his name on the class placement form, and deliberately chose the class adjacent to him.

The two classes seem to be adjacent to each other, but in fact the classroom doors are facing each other, which suits Qiao Shuo's heart.

Class was about to start, and both of them stood at the door of the classroom waiting for the elementary school students to sign in. Qiao Shuo was bored waiting, and occasionally made a face at Wen Liang.

The primary school students came into the classroom lively with their schoolbags on their backs. The classroom was a bit lively. After the group of primary school students were settled, Qiao Shuo followed Wen Liang to print exercises, papers, homework and so on.

Qiao Shuo couldn't help sighing that this group of elementary school students was under a lot of pressure. At such a young age, even make-up classes had to give them extracurricular homework.

Part-time jobs are boring, Qiao Shuo thought, if it wasn't for Wen Liang, he wouldn't be bothered to do this kind of part-time job.

When he finally finished the work at hand and could take a break, Qiao Shuo spent most of his time looking at Wen Liang.

The classroom door was open during class, and Qiao Shuo would visit Wen Liang's class from time to time.

Wen Liang sat alone in the back row of the classroom, sitting very firmly all the time, making no small movements, as if in a daze, occasionally writing something on the pamphlet in his hand.

His figure was against the light, and the fluffy light was blurred around him, making him look inexplicably lonely.

The part-time job they do is called the head teacher of the make-up class, but in fact, one person shoulders a lot of odd jobs, and even the classroom sanitation after school at night is also cleaned by part-time staff.

It was finally getting off work, and it was getting dark. The three of them took a taxi back to school together. Qiao Shuo looked at the 75 yuan salary he received in WeChat, and instantly felt that it was a waste of time.

Isn't this pure cheap labor?Does this kind of part-time job improve yourself?I also spent taxi fares and lunch money.

Qiao Shuo leaned on the car seat thinking dully, turned his face and glanced at Wen Liang who was also tired, and he cursed that it was all because of this bear that he wanted to come.

Li Meng, who was sitting in the front, had done several part-time jobs in this make-up class, so he was relatively experienced, so he was very busy today, so tired that he didn't even have a word.

When they arrived at the school gate, the three of them got off the car. Li Meng had made an appointment to have dinner with a friend before, so he stood at the school gate and waited for them.

It was already past the school dinner time, and there was probably only supper left in the school. Qiao Shuo didn't really want to eat, so he suggested to go to the back street to find some delicious food.

The omelet rice that Jiang Chuan took them to eat last time was delicious, Qiao Shuo has been thinking about it all the time, so this time he just went to eat it.

Wen Liang never had any idea about where to go, Qiao Shuo wanted to go, so he would go along, as long as he made a note when ordering and removed the ham sausage from the meal.

In Wen Liang's words: I am not picky at all when I eat, as long as there is no meat.That's right, I don't eat chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, beef, sheep, pigs, etc. I shouldn't be picky...

The two walked along the back street of the school, and stopped to buy a second half-price fried yogurt when they passed the beverage store. This was almost a tacit understanding between the two.

The omelet restaurant is at the left turn at the first intersection of the snack street. After entering the door, go up the spiral stairs to the second floor.

The store environment, tables and chairs, and wall stickers are all in a wooden style. Warm-colored lamps are hung directly above each table, and the lampshades are in the shape of flowers.

Maybe it's just after dinner time, and it's not time for supper yet. The only table left in the shop is almost finished eating, and they are all leaning on the back of their chairs and preparing to leave.

Quiet, remote, and dimly lit, the atmosphere came immediately, Qiao Shuo was a little excited, and took the lead to sit at the small table for two against the wall.

As he expected, as long as he chooses this table, Wen Liang will follow and sit down obediently.

After ordering, Wen Liang leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his head against the wall, didn't play with his mobile phone, and didn't eat fried yogurt. Qiao Shuo could clearly see the fatigue in his eyes.

"Brother Bear." Qiao Shuo swallowed a mouthful of fried yogurt and called him.

Wen Liang didn't move, she just raised her eyes to look at him, showing that she was listening.

"Why do you suddenly want to work part-time? You didn't tell me." Qiao Shuo seemed wronged and complained.

After he finished speaking, he thought about it again, and felt that he was a bit abrupt, and it didn't make sense to report to him what Wen Liang was going to do, and he suddenly couldn't understand what he was thinking.

Fortunately, Wen Liang has an easy-going temper and didn't care about what he said, so Wen Liang explained to him with a helpless smile.

"Actually, I didn't want to go. It's just that some people have asked for leave in the make-up class these two days. Mengmeng is too busy, so I have to help him."

Qiao Shuo was very satisfied with this answer. He narrowed his eyes and smiled at Wen Liang: "Next time something like this happens, bring me one. Everyone can make money together."

What he said is true, but his heart is mixed. He doesn't like this kind of part-time job, and he is not short of money. In his opinion, going to the gym is more valuable than this kind of part-time job.

"Old Qiao, do you really want to do this kind of part-time job to make money?" Wen Liang asked with a slight frown.

Qiao Shuo was stunned for a moment—could it be that his duplicity was seen out?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Liang rubbed his forehead and continued: "I think this kind of work is no different from distributing leaflets on the street. At most, I can exercise my communication skills when calling students' parents. I always I don't think it's worth it."

These words really reached Qiao Shuo's heart, and he was so happy that he gave Wen Liang a high-five in agreement.

"Mengmeng also plans to resign. He said that he wants to find another part-time job. It is best to learn something or apply it. I actually admire Mengmeng. He has a rich life and a wide range of relationships. Time never passed.”

Qiao Shuo knew that what Wen Liang said was the truth, but when he heard Wen Liang praise others, he would feel neglected.

"You can also admire me." Qiao Shuo raised his eyebrows and said in a serious manner.

"Of course, old Qiao, let me tell the truth," Wen Liang smiled, his voice was very gentle, his face was warmed by the lamp above his head, "If I could choose, I would most like to be someone like you."

"Ah? Why?" Qiao Shuo was stunned on the spot. He wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect Wen Liang to reply so seriously.

"You have a goal, you know what you want, you really concentrate when you say you are concentrating, and you can always do things with the highest efficiency. Also, the way you spare no effort on the sports field is really admirable." He said these things without thinking It seemed that these thoughts had been in his mind for a long time.

"Ha, I don't even know, so I'm so good, so..." Qiao Shuo suddenly wanted to tease Wen Liang, he paused deliberately, and added a joke, "So you like me so much!"

Qiao Shuo originally thought that he would receive Wen Liang's contemptuous look, and maybe he would even be teased by him, but he didn't.

Wen Liang stared at him blankly, his eyes became deep, and the warm light from the ceiling lamp shone in his eyes, like two twinkling sparks.

After a while, Wen Liang lowered her eyes, as if hiding all her emotions, then bent her index finger and put it on her lips, as if she was teased by Qiao Shuo, she smiled helplessly.

There was silence for a while, but it wasn't embarrassing. Qiao Shuo smiled frivolously on his face, but his heart was beating a small drum: Brother Xiong didn't deny it!

But no matter what, Qiao Shuo felt that enough was enough for this topic, so he didn't take the initiative to answer the conversation.

Before the omelet rice was served, Qiao Shuo chewed the fried yogurt, leaned on the back of the chair and looked in the direction of the kitchen of the small shop, Wen Liang suddenly said something.

"Old Joe, I seem to have become the kind of person I hated the most when I was a child."

Qiao Shuo turned back and was surprised to find that the smile on Wen Liang's face had disappeared, replaced by confusion and even a little helplessness.

"Look at me, I don't even know what I want to do in the future. When I was young, I played piano, skateboarded, etc. I thought I would never become a nerd, but..." Wen Liang paused and laughed at himself, "No, I Not even nerds, nerds at least study well."

Qiao Shuo opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, he thought about it in his heart, reorganized his words before speaking.

"Can you let yourself go?" Qiao Shuo sighed with a smile, "You are really good at studying, so let me praise you so don't be proud and keep working hard. As for what you want to do in the future, it's just A general direction, maybe the goal will be changed by chance in the future, who doesn't take a step and see."

"But old Qiao, I can't find my own value." Wen Liang shook his head in frustration, looked up at the warm-colored overhead light and thought for a while, "For example, you and Da Chuan can stand on the field and win honors for the academy, Mengmeng I can become one of the top ten singers on campus, and I can also find a part-time job, but I have everything..."

Wen Liangzhi didn't know what to say. He didn't think the college life of these two semesters was easy, but in retrospect it seemed extremely monotonous. Apart from studying and clubs, he just read books.

"Take your time, don't be anxious, I think you are very good, you have been playing the piano on stage, okay?"

Wen Liang didn't speak, but lowered her eyes and smiled. From Qiao Shuo's point of view, Wen Liang's expression was full of disbelief.

Qiao Shuo suddenly remembered that after the New Year's Eve party, Wen Liang's photo appeared on the confession wall of the south courtyard. Wen Liang was actually not very happy to mention this matter, so he changed the term.

"Don't think about what you have and what you don't have. Existence itself is valuable, so I can have such a little bear roommate now!"

Qiao Shuo smiled mischievously, snapped his fingers, and bent his fingers to tap Wen Liang's forehead.

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The author has something to say:

A sensible child is actually wronging himself to please others. Living like this will not be happy.In fact, Brother Xiong's previous personality is very similar to that of Old Qiao now. He saw himself in Old Qiao. I hope that Old Qiao can lead Brother Xiong to find the lost youthful heart in the future.Perhaps compatible souls will meet eventually, some of Brother Xiong's ideas are very consistent with Old Qiao's.Brother Xiong has a very low sense of self-identity, I think he is pretty good but he is too inferior.What Old Qiao said is very reasonable. He is a self-disciplined and smart person. Being handsome is his least worth mentioning advantage... Ah bah, what is not worth mentioning, I am Old Qiao's face fan, hum.