Juliet Tower

Three consecutive snowfalls within a week, large-scale flight delays made the airport more chaotic than usual during the Spring Festival travel season. There was a backlog of people in front of the luggage conveyor belt, and faces showed exhaustion and impatience after the flight.

It took off from Nairobi, the capital of Kenya, and went through a connecting flight, with a total flight time of more than 12 hours.Qiao Yumian's humidifying mask has been changed twice, and the inner core has become dry again. At this moment, he just wants to get out of the crowd and find a place to take a shower and change clothes, and get a solid sleep again.

He saw the other end of the conveyor belt from a distance, his plain black box was approaching, and stood out from the crowd of similar luggage by the handle wrapped with a dark green ribbon and a piggy Peppa combination lock. At first, he was a little disgusted with Joe Yi Ning's aesthetics is now doubly grateful.

"Sorry, please make way, my box is turned around." He bowed his head and said to the girl standing in front of him.

When the other party turned his head, he unceremoniously rolled half of his eyes, and then hid the other half in a shy smile after seeing his eyebrows and eyes clearly: "Ah, okay..." She tugged at the anxious hair beside her. Companion, motioned for the other party to get out of the way, and then looked at Qiao Yumian together, and the companion even took out his mobile phone in surprise.

"Thank you." Qiao Yumian pretended not to see it, pulled out the handle of the suitcase and walked away quickly.

Because the flight was late, the colleague who picked me up had been sitting in the arrival hall for more than an hour, and drank three cups of coffee.

"Hey, Brother Qiao, have you got your luggage yet? I'm going out to smoke a cigarette..."

"I got it, I'll be here right away, when are you...huh?" He picked up the call and walked through the last glass door to the lively arrival hall.

As a result, after only a few steps, he was blocked by a group of strange girls.Not only the mobile phone, but also someone carrying a huge SLR camera, like a boiling kettle, screaming and taking pictures, while gathering in front of him, instantly surrounding him in the middle.

Perhaps because of the backlight, the camera's flash was automatically turned on, and it clicked right in front of his eyes.

The picture in front of Qiao Yumian's eyes immediately blurred into a misty gray.

"Don't flash in his eyes! What's going on! Don't mess around! Don't squeeze and don't shout!" The girl in the front row thoughtfully blocked the overly conspicuous cannon barrel, "The security said, if there is a disturbance, the airport will not It's in!"

After a while, vision gradually recovered. After Qiao Yumian saw the fans, lamps, and dolls in the hands of the girls, she couldn't help but sigh that the fans were so enthusiastic but blind.

He unhurriedly pulled off the mask, and the little girls around were dumbfounded on the spot: "...Damn...who led this! Why are you so blind! Can your own idol admit it wrong!"

"I rely on such a big mask, I didn't do it on purpose..." The girl complained and glanced at him, then lowered her voice and asked her colleagues next to her, "Is this amateur? Why do I look a bit like that who... "

"Fart, he's much more handsome than that bastard! Maybe he's a trainee who hasn't debuted yet... Hey, did you just take a picture? Go back and find out who he belongs to."

All of them looked delicate and cute, but they were full of dirty words when they opened their mouths.Qiao Yumian took advantage of the moment when they were looking at each other and throwing blame at each other, separated from the crowd and fled quickly.

Discussions about his stature and height behind his back, as well as rumors of speculation about his agency gradually subsided as he left, and the fans stayed put and continued to wait and see.

Qiao Yumian saw through the glass that the plants in the green belt were swaying in the cold wind. On days when the snow melted, the temperature was much colder than when it was snowing. He opened his backpack and took out a gray wool scarf, wrapped it around his chin, and turned his head when he went out. I saw the little boy puffing in the smoking area, one size smaller than the others. The boy’s skeleton, who just celebrated his 19th birthday, didn’t seem to have fully grown, and his back was bent like a monkey.

"Xiao Mao." Qiao Yumian didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so she had no choice but to call out from a distance.

"Ouch, you're out!" Xiaomao pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the top of the trash can and turned around, then wrapped his down jacket tightly and ran towards him, "Isn't it cold?"

"Cold... Where's the car?" He had just returned from the spring-like East Africa to the cold winter in the northern hemisphere.

"I don't know when you will be able to come out. You can only park in the parking lot. Let's go through the hall. There is no wind in the corridor."

Xiao Mao took the initiative to take his suitcase and lead the way, walking briskly.

"Brother Qiao, is there New Year's in Africa?" The Spring Festival holiday is coming to an end, and the cars of the home and self-driving tour will return in the past few days, unable to run fast, and Xiao Mao can't stand the loneliness, listening to songs and looking for words along the way.

"It's the same in any country. The Chinese will gather by themselves." Qiao Yumian slightly adjusted the seat back and stretched out her legs at the most comfortable angle.After being squeezed in the cramped space of the economy class for a long time, my calves and feet were inevitably numb and swollen.

"Then have you seen the Great Migration? African Lions! African Elephants!" The boy has the standard appearance of the southern minorities, with bright brown skin, dark pupils, protruding cheekbones, and a flat nose bridge. He looks original when he looks at you smiling. simplicity.

"...No, I don't have time. And it's usually easier to see in summer." He has stayed at the flower farm by Lake Naivasha for more than half a month, ensuring that the newly put into use cold storage can operate normally, and checking the new ones by the way. The effect of packaging materials.

"By the way, we have to abduct the head office to pick up Sister Su." Xiao Mao patted his thigh, "I almost forgot, she said she wanted to watch your live broadcast."

They saw the female boss waiting on the side of the road from a long distance.High ponytail, pearl earrings, wide-leg trousers and high-heeled boots leaking out from under the long windbreaker, the professional attire looks capable and confident.

She opened the car door and patted Qiao Yumian on the shoulder: "It's been hard work, but you have to hold on for a while. The official Weibo and official account have not been moved for more than half a month, and the fans are waiting crazy. Next time, you should stock up before you leave. Click on the content."

Qiao Yumian reluctantly pulled off her mask and turned her head to let her take a look: "You don't mind that my current appearance will damage the company's image."

Su Ruike raised her eyebrows, stared at his face carefully for a few seconds, then pulled the seat belt hard, leaned forward, and lifted the passenger sun visor for him to reveal the mirror: "Look for yourself, don't say who can Notice the pimple..."

"That's right, Brother Qiao... If I had your body and face, I'd be a star, and I'd be paid tens of millions of dollars for a popular movie. Why do I still have to work hard as a laborer?" At a traffic light ten meters away, Xiaomao interjected, "I've seen pictures of those traffic stars taking off their make-up, and they're far from yours..."

Qiao Yumian couldn't help laughing, the child didn't speak properly, but luckily the girl in the back seat wasn't a star chaser.

"However, I saw those revelations in the entertainment industry on the Internet. It's too messy. There are unspoken rules and so on that men and women are not distinguished! And those idols are not allowed to fall in love..." Xiao Mao shook his head, looking quite regretful.

"Hmph, it's not bad, anyway, you brother Qiao doesn't fall in love." Su Ruike sneered from behind, "He refused these years...I'll count..." After finishing speaking, the girl really broke Count with your fingers.

"Normally, ordinary girls are not good enough for our brother Qiao. The most handsome worker!" Xiaomao cheerfully complimented him...or maybe he really thought so, "Brother Qiao, what do you like?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Qiao Yumian held the corner of her mouth, glanced at the rearview mirror without answering, and met Su Ruike's meaningful eyes inside.

He looked away and turned to look out the window.

At the intersection of the main road, the wait time at the traffic light is 100 seconds, and the air in the car is suddenly unprecedentedly awkward.

Fortunately, on the opposite side of the road is the Chuqing Art Hotel, a new landmark of the city, with a huge electronic screen hanging on the seventh or eighth floor, which broadcast sky-high advertisements 24 hours a day.

They stared at the flashing super-large LED and pretended to be very attentive, which aroused the curiosity of the driver Xiaomao, who also stretched his neck to look up.

The screen switches every 15 seconds, from the star-studded drink to the Porsche coupe galloping on the coastal road.

Then unexpectedly, without warning, an amber violin appeared.

Qiao Yumian was taken aback.

The camera advances from the violin body to the violin neck, and freezes on the left hand of the performer holding the violin.

The edge of the flat shirt cuff reveals a clean wrist, which is tied with a watch.

Ultra-thin design, rose gold case, diamond surround, brown-red alligator leather strap, Roman numerals.

This watch should be the main body of the advertisement, but Qiao Yumian's attention followed the zoomed-out panoramic shot to the performer's face. The person only looked back at the camera in the final close-up picture, with a slender and straight neck, The artist's sense of distance is just right in the eyes, reminiscent of swans grooming their feathers on the shore of a vast lake.

As a classical music performer, this face is a bit too eye-catching.

Qiao Yumian has been busy with work recently, so she hasn't paid attention to him for a while.

This watch seems to be a new model for the upcoming Valentine's Day, and the whole advertisement is full of retro and romantic atmosphere.

"Ka...pu..." Xiaomao stared at the words on the big screen and stuttered.

"Caprice, the meaning of Capriccio." The 15 seconds were over soon, Qiao Yumian lowered her eyes, squeezed her left little finger that was inexplicably hurting, and sighed slowly, "It's probably going to snow again."

The author says:

Roaring: Qiao Yumian is attacking! ! ! ! !

I think this article should not be too easy to get wrong...