Who is poor? [Rebirth]

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no holiday until New Year's Day.

The students went to and from class step by step, and the days passed quickly.

On the eve of the holiday, the band performance that Chu Jiaojiao had been talking about for a long time was about to start.She held three tickets in her hand, one for Fang Qixing and two for Mingyu.

"I will have a performance, you must come and join us!"

Fang Qixing shook the ticket in his hands and smiled brightly: "Okay, I must come."

Mingyu opened a pair of sleepy cat eyes, and fiddled with the tickets on the table: "Why give me two?"

"That's a lot. If you have anyone you want to invite, feel free to do so." Chu Jiaojiao walked around Mingyu's table with her schoolbag in her hand, "I'll go back first and then practice. You must come tomorrow."

Mingyu smiled and nodded. "good."

Chu Jiaojiao withdrew, and Mingyu's weekend practice time also ended.But before he walked out of the school gate, Mingyu was arrested by Ji Zaisang who came in a hurry.

"Ming Yu, play ball with us." The boy was in a hurry, and his body was still full of heat after exercising.Mingyu withdrew his hand, took a step back and opened the distance.

The players who played with them were all tall and powerful, and Mingyu was a little afraid: "No, my skills are not good."

Ji Zaisang was overly enthusiastic, he smiled and showed his big white teeth: "Why not, we have seen you practice for so long."

Mingyu looked around and found familiar people like Zhao Sansi.

It just so happened that someone helped him again.

Mingyu didn't keep them waiting long, and said, "Then I'll try. But let me explain in advance, I'm not very good at it."

When he said this, Ming Yu looked at Cheng Yanxia who was standing behind the crowd.

Cheng Yanxia met his gaze, as if he had found a deer hiding in the forest, his chest softened.He fended off the hands of the others and stepped forward.

"It's okay, it's just for fun."

With a whistle.

The brown basketball tumbled on the court, passing three or four hands for a while, and finally someone was so confident that it was directly sent into Ming's hands.

"Mingyu! Mingyu! Hurry up!" Ji Zaisang yelled at Mingyu, who blocked Xing Wen who was trying to break through.

Mingyu was panting heavily, not even wiping off the sweat from the corners of his face.

After practicing shooting for countless times, Mingyu found his muscle memory.

Take aim and throw!

"Ahhh!! Ga..." Ji Zaisang's excited voice stopped abruptly.

The ball circled the hoop and landed hard.

Facing Ji Zaisang's disappointed look, Mingyu blinked his eyelashes too frequently, which was a sign of his discomfort.

Beads of sweat thumped into his eyes, and Mingyu hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it off.

"Don't move, dirty hands."

Indoor basketball court with full heating.Through a thin layer of clothes, Mingyu's wrist was clenched tightly.

The palm is very big, compared with his own, like an adult and a child.

It belongs to Cheng Yanxia.

Mingyu blinked quickly: "It's okay."

It's just sweat, and the tears secreted from the eyes can be washed away.Mingyu thought about it, but forgot that their hands were still held together.

It's obviously a lively fight.At this moment, everyone in the audience stopped to watch the two of them.A strange atmosphere slowly spread over the entire basketball court.

"Oh--" everyone booed.

"Shut up!" Cheng Yanxia said.

"Okay, I've become angry from embarrassment." Xing Wen slapped his cheeks with his hands. "Old Cheng, do you still want to fight?"

Ming's face was red.

Is Cheng Yanxia's duty as class monitor a bit too much...

"I'm fine, fine." Mingyu said repeatedly.

When the hand on the wrist was released, Mingyu didn't dare to look at Cheng Yanxia anymore, but concentrated on the game.This is the first time he has played in this format for so long.

Maybe it's because his motor cells are not so well-developed by nature, so throwing the ball in his hands, it's not bad to have one out of ten.

After playing the first half, Mingyu couldn't hold on anymore.For the rest of the time, I just sat in the stands and watched them play.

Boys of seventeen or eighteen years old are officially full of vigor.Even though his body was drenched with sweat, he was still smiling.He carelessly grabbed the hem of his clothes and wiped his forehead.

Like pasting a wall, free and easy and casual.

Mingyu's shallow pupils reflected the most brilliant boy among them.A big boy between teenagers and youth, mature and impulsive.There was a strong sense of vitality all over his body.

It was completely different from the mature and calm man he had seen back then, but it seemed the same.

Mingyu thinks, it's also very good, to do it all over again, to re-participate in his growth.

After exercising, each of them dispersed to go home.

On New Year's Day, Mingyu also has a day off.Wearing a white down jacket, he followed Fang Qixing to the band's performance.

The place is an open air playground in a newly opened resort hotel.According to Chu Jiaojiao, this was the first time their band performed on stage.If it weren't for her father's relationship, she might not have seen them at all.

So you can't miss it, because it is possible to live like this once in your life.

Mingyu dressed like a clumsy penguin, drifting with the flow of people.

Nose itches.

"Ah-"

Mingyu's nose turned red.No matter how thick the clothes are, they cannot withstand the winter wind.Coupled with his poor foundation, he still has the problem of being afraid of the cold after training for so long.

There were about a few hundred people in the playground.At a glance, there are crowds of people, all young men and women.

Ming Yu was in it, his clear pupils swept around, but he didn't see where Chu Jiaojiao was on the stage.

"Haven't you come up yet?"

"No." Fang Qixing roared loudly.

The sound of the stage was deafening, like a hammer hitting the heart again and again.Mingyu was a little short of breath.

The sound on the stage was turned off, and the host came out in a dress.

"This is just a commercial show." Fang Qixing was disappointed, "Why doesn't Chu Jiaojiao hold a solo show by herself!"

"You think I don't want to!" Chu Jiaojiao's sturdy voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Mingyu, how do you feel?"

Chu Jiaojiao clapped her hands and motioned Mingyu to look at the country she had conquered.

The lights are brilliant and the sky is full of colored balls.

Hmm... It has the atmosphere of a hotel opening.

"Okay, very good." Mingyu said sincerely.

"Hehe, isn't it?" Chu Jiaojiao withdrew her hands behind her back, "It took me a long time to get my father to let me out to perform."

Fang Qixing: "Then you won't go up?"

Chu Jiaojiao: "We're not the only ones on the show, it's still far away."

"Do you want to see it? If not, let's go for a stroll outside." Chu Jiaojiao pointed to the mist in the distance, "See, how nice the environment here is."

Mingyu let out a breath of white air, his hands wrapped in gloves were still cold.It's better to walk first, to be warm and warm.

Ming Chen nodded, Fang Qixing didn't care.

Chu Jiaojiao raised her arms and took Mingyu and the others for a stroll in the resort hotel.

"There is also a hot spring here."

Passing a row of plank roads made of wood, Mingyu saw a glass house full of flowers.Chu Jiaojiao led the people inside, and brought a cup of iced drinks for herself and Fang Qixing, and a cup of hot milk for Mingyu.

"This is the greenhouse they built." Chu Jiaojiao took a sip of her iced drink, her hair tossed in delight, "It's cold in Jiang City in winter, so it's a good choice to come here if you have a party or something."

Fang Qixing shook off the small drops of water on his hands. "Let's go, go and have a look elsewhere."

"Let's go, let's go to the hot spring." Chu Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, "After my performance is over, I still have half a day to play here."

Mingyu frowned: "I'm afraid it won't work, there is no car."

"It's a big deal to sleep here, there are plenty of rooms." Chu Jiaojiao patted Ming Yu's head, "Don't worry, my sister is rich."

Mingyu smiled: "Your money is not for nothing."

Chu Jiaojiao put her hands on her hips, her face became fierce: "Just say, okay?"

That's how Mingyu has no confidence in dealing with strong people.He bit his cheek, and quickly changed the subject. "Jiaojiao, don't you still have a show, if you want to see the hot spring, you have to go quickly."

Chu Jiaojiao snorted and laughed. "Let's go, Mingyu."

The teenage girl was swinging her purple and blue braids, and walked in front of them gracefully.Like a little sun facing the sun without any troubles.

Fang Qixing approached Mingyu and said in a low voice: "Mingyu, do you know who owns this resort hotel?"

Mingyu thought about it carefully, but there was nothing about this hotel in his memory.

His eyes were dim and clear, but now they looked even more innocent.Like a lost deer in the mountains.

Fang Qixing leaned closer to Mingyu's ear and said in a low voice, "Let me tell you... it was opened by the Cheng family."

Mingyu distanced himself a little.Eyelashes blink and blink.

"Cheng Yanxia's home?"

"Hmm." Fang Qixing shrugged, "It's your deskmate."

Mingyu: "His family is really powerful."

Chu Jiaojiao chuckled. "The richest man's family, isn't it amazing? Mingyu, why are you so stupid?"

Chu Jiaojiao thought of something and her expression changed, her face was full of sorrow and resentment: "What if I'm cheated."

The author says:

Mingyu: I will definitely not be deceived! (make a fist)