Blow

It was about next week, but the day the two of them spoke was on Monday, and the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday was next Saturday, and there were still more than ten days in between.

Especially during the reporting period for freshmen, it is not considered as the official start of school, and there are not many things but trivial, seemingly leisurely, but actually can't leave. This kind of helplessness makes the wait extraordinarily long, which makes people a little anxious.

Wen Xiao booked the air ticket early and spent more than half a month's living expenses all at once——Wen Ru kept his word, and really only gave him [-] a month.Later, he found a part-time job in a community not far from the school, teaching general subjects to a junior high school girl, and because of the double aura of "Zhuangyuanlang" and "Peking University", he received favor from his parents without any surprise.

"Tutor?" In the video, Xia Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled, "It's quite suitable for you."

Wen Xiao looked at the obviously polished and shiny earring on his earlobe, and asked, "Suitable for me?"

Xia Jue smiled and said, "Didn't you notice? You are very good at this, you speak in an orderly manner, and you are patient."

This is the truth, in his opinion, although Wen Xiao was sometimes too straightforward and harsh, his tone was never annoying.

"Patience?" However, Wen Xiao was taken aback, shook his head and said, "That's for you."

"...you're less nasty." Xia Jue's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help lowering her voice.

Wen Xiao laughed and said, "What's nasty, it's the truth. Have you ever seen me give a lecture like that to others? The most I can do is give me notes and answers, and let them see for themselves."

Xia Jue looked away from the screen a little embarrassedly, and pressed the back of his hand to his face.

"Don't hide," Wen Xiao said, "You won't be able to hide anymore."

Xia Jue also couldn't bear to see him, so she quickly put down her hands and revealed her face again.

The distance between the north and the south is maintained by network communication.They quieted down in unison, as if they were carefully observing each other's appearance on the screen.

"Always frowning, you have traces here." After a long while, Xia Jue nodded her eyebrows and said.

Wen Xiao said, "You braided your hair?"

The weather in the south was still hot, so Xia Jue pulled up all her hair and combed it into a low bun. A small strand of it was braided. Because of this change, the original ordinary hairstyle had a different taste.

"It's not me, it's my roommate." Xia Jue touched the lock of braided hair subconsciously, "He said I look so good-looking. What do you think?"

Wen Xiao paused, and the point of attention was no longer on the hairstyle: "Your roommate? Help you comb your hair?"

"Yeah," Xia Jue didn't realize his situation, "Didn't I tell you? It's Qi Mo, who majored in art design and was assigned to our dormitory."

Wen Xiao looked at him and repeated: "Qi Mo."

Xia Jue continued: "Yes, Qi Mo. I probably forgot to mention that we are the last dormitory in the department. We have an extra bed, so we put him in. He comes from a major and has a very good aesthetic. He gives us everything Everyone talks about color matching..."

Quite a while.Wen Xiao frowned deeply, and there were three obvious marks between his brows.

Xia Jue finally noticed something was wrong, and stopped with an "uh".

"What have you been doing these days?" Wen Xiao asked.

Xia Jue confessed honestly: "Chat, eat, go shopping."

"--Dating?"

"No!" Xia Jue was taken aback, "How is that possible. Yes... everyone is hanging out together. They all want to hurry up and fall in love, so they are busy asking Qi Mo to clean themselves up."

Wen Xiao looked at him expressionlessly.

Xia Jue gradually showed a pitiful expression, and said, "Is that why you don't believe me?"

Wen Xiao was silent for a long time, Shu Er bent his fingers, and with a "da", he flicked his fingernails on the screen forcefully.

This is almost the most frequent small action between the two in the past.At this moment, Xia Jue felt a pain in his forehead, which was obviously impossible to touch, and at the same time, a warm nostalgia suddenly welled up in his heart.

Whether it's flicking his forehead, pinching his nose, even being spanked hard, he misses all the touches from Wen Xiao.

"Wen Xiao," Xia Jue couldn't help but whispered, "I miss you..."

Wen Xiao interrupted him, and said flatly, "You wait."

At the same time, the curtains behind him were pulled open, and Ji Xinci opened the balcony door with a basin of wet clothes in his arms.

"No way," the two met each other, Ji Xinci looked horrified, "How long has it been, why are you still here? I thought you had already left the house."

He thought to himself: Wen Xiao has such a cold and indifferent personality, how could he talk on the phone?

Wen Xiao hurriedly said a few words to Xia Jue, hung up the video, and asked, "It's been a long time?"

"It's been an hour, brother, it's almost 04:30," Ji Xinci said speechlessly, "Don't you feel it? Don't you want to be a tutor?"

Wen Xiao, who has always been methodical, is rarely in a hurry.

Luckily we arrived 5 minutes early.The two parents of that family were not at home, and a housekeeping aunt pointed him to the study on the second floor.Wen Xiao opened the door, only to see the expression of the little girl inside, as if wishing that he would go later.

"Hello." Wen Xiao greeted her.

The girl glanced at him, then looked again, and said, "Hello, Teacher Bei."

Wen Xiao pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Or 'Teacher Qing'?" The girl said again, "I forgot, where are you?"

When she said this, Wen Xiao probably understood the meaning: the teacher of Peking University, referred to as Teacher Peking.

"Forget it or forget it, it's almost the same." Wen Xiao replied.

The girl was taken aback, it was probably the first time she heard such an answer, and Wen Xiao's eyes suddenly became interested.

It's a pity that Wen Xiao was not interested in her interests, and said concisely: "Do your homework, and ask me if you don't know it."

"You're right," the girl said to herself. She was obviously doted on by her family since she was a child, and she didn't know what troubles were. She knew that her parents paid for a tutor for her, but she was not interested in learning. Chatting with Wen Xiao, "Don't care about Tsinghua University or Peking University, it's just as boring. I think you are so handsome, so you must be from Nortel?"

Wen Xiao said, "No."

"That's right," the girl curled her lips, "My mother won't find someone from Nortel to teach me, she just hopes that I will stay away from them."

"...What's the homework for today?" Wen Xiao asked.

"Now I'm sure you're not from Nortel," the girl continued to answer the irrelevant question, "You're too boring. Other celebrities can speak well, sing and dance, and you can still see your face. You're not the type that everyone buys into. I can still appreciate people with diverse tastes like me, Xu Jiayu and the others in our class must think you are too rough, and you don't even trim your eyebrows."

Normally, Wen Xiao would not be taken away by her topic, but today, he just heard Xia Jue praise "Qi Mo, who is good at aesthetics and can clean up", and he lost his mind for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the opposite His face was faintly reflected in the window pane.

Wen Xiao is a typical natural handsome, his facial features are straight, clean and refreshing, and there is a sharp heroic spirit between his brows, which is far away from the word "rough", but there is really no trace of modification on his face, and his face is more mature and popular nowadays. The delicate little fresh meat comes in two styles.

He couldn't help sketching the general appearance of that Qi Mo in his heart, thinking: Which type does Xia Jue like?

"Hey," Leng Buding had an extra hand in front of him, and the girl swayed in front of him several times, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Xiao looked away.

He glanced at the little girl and said calmly: "I'm thinking about when your mother will come back. And how she will react if she finds that your homework hasn't been moved at all."

... The girl choked for breath, and finally opened her schoolbag indignantly, and took out a stack of exaggerated test papers from it.

Seeing that she was finally about to start writing, she didn't know where her tricky temper came from. She suddenly dropped the pen case again, looked at Wen Xiao provocatively, and said, "I don't want to write, what can you do to me?"

Wen Xiao frowned.

"You wait to be scolded with me." The girl continued, her expression even a little smug.

This wanton waste of parental love and unreasonable savagery.Wen Xiao felt bored for a while, and replied in a flat tone, and said, "Then you can do whatever you want, I'll go first."

With that said, he stood up and was about to leave.The girl was stunned, and asked loudly behind him: "Are you so irresponsible?"

Wen Xiao looked back at her strangely: "What responsibility do I have to you?"

"My mother gave you money!" The girl cried unwillingly.

Wen Xiao said: "No. I get paid according to the number of days, and I pay it face-to-face. Today is the first day, and your mother hasn't come back yet."

The girl was speechless for a moment.

Wen Xiao quickly turned the doorknob, and half of his body was already outside the room.He realized that what he said before was correct, he really had no patience for people other than Xia Jue.

"Hi!" the girl called again.

Wen Xiao ignored her at all and went straight out and down the stairs.The girl finally couldn't hold back anymore, and chased him out and called him, "Wait!"

The housekeeping aunt on the ground floor looked up at them, and Wen Xiao reluctantly stopped.

The girl quickly ran up to him, with an unbelievable expression, and there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, which finally condensed into one sentence: "You—why are you like this?"

Wen Xiao asked, "How?"

The girl bit her lip and stared at him.

Wen Xiao was very familiar with this expression, he thought of Xia Jue for a moment, but obviously, Xia Jue was much cuter than this ignorant little girl...much.

At the same time, he also realized that if he wanted to guarantee the opportunity to meet Xia Jue every month, he must have an extra fixed income to buy air tickets.In this regard, what lies before us is indeed a very desirable and worthwhile job.

Wen Xiao leaned on the handrail of the stairs, trying to slow down and think about how to communicate with the child in front of him.

At this moment, the girl suddenly turned her head away, poked her neck and said first: "...My name is Wang Jinglei."

The sudden self-introduction, Wen Xiao didn't understand what she meant, only noticed that she seemed to be showing weakness.

"Wang Jinglei, how much homework do you have today?" Wen Xiao then asked.

The girl said bitterly: "I don't know!" She raised her feet and walked towards the study.

It took Wen Xiao a while to catch up.

This time there was no conflict again. Two hours later, Wang Jinglei put down her pen and sorted out the completed test papers.

Relatively silent.

Wang Jinglei started to write, Wen Xiao looked out the window, and found that it was completely dark, there was no movement in the living room, the housekeepers had left, and her parents still hadn't come back.

"Your teaching is better than the previous ones," Wang Jinglei snorted after a long time, "especially mathematics. I heard that you got a perfect score in mathematics in the college entrance examination. Is it true?"

Wen Xiao said, "What do you think?"

Wang Jinglei said: "I don't believe it."

Wen Xiao didn't refute either.

"Then you have a perfect score in mathematics and a top scorer in the college entrance examination. How do your parents treat you?" Wang Jinglei asked again.

Wen Xiao was not prepared to answer this question.

"Hey, I want to ask you something." Wang Jinglei poked his arm on the table with the tip of a pen.

Wen Xiao easily snatched her pen, threw it aside, and said, "You might as well ask yourself what kind of answer you really want to hear."

Wang Jinglei was taken aback for a moment, the anger that her mind had been exposed appeared on her face, she was so angry that she stopped talking.

At [-]:[-], Mother Wang finally appeared.

Wen Xiao finished his wages for the day and bid farewell to their mother and daughter. Before leaving, he saw the exhausted woman finish checking her homework, warmed up a cup of milk, and brought it to Wang Jinglei with a smile.

As for the male owner of this family, he disappeared from the beginning to the end.

Wen Xiao quickly left the community and took the evening subway to school.

He knows that Beijing is very big, full of people, and encounters everywhere, and he also knows the general results of the previous and current students' application, but he did not expect that the first acquaintance he met would run away from home according to the rumors Shao Yufeng.

The two met each other on the subway, Wen Xiao was startled, and Shao Yufeng took the initiative to walk towards him.

In fact, if Shao Yufeng didn't take the initiative to approach, Wen Xiao is still not sure if it is him, because he seems to be a lot older, with some stubble on his chin, and his whole body is full of temperament honed in society. look very different.

"Long time no see." Shao Yufeng said with a hoarse voice.

Wen Xiao smelled the smoke on his body, and said, "Long time no see."

Other than that, the two remained silent, unable to say anything else for a while.

No wonder, after all, they are completely unfamiliar, and apart from knowing each other, they have no friendship.If it wasn't for the incident that shocked the whole school later, Wen Xiao probably forgot about the other party after the performance.

And when they met unexpectedly at this time, what they remembered was obviously the same thing.

"Do you want to ask, what am I doing now?" Shao Yufeng looked at him, and suddenly half-jokingly said, "Speaking out will scare you to death."

Wen Xiao didn't mean that at first, but he took advantage of the situation and asked, "What are you doing?"

He felt that Shao Yufeng needed someone to talk to.

"I'm an actor," Shao Yufeng said softly, and sure enough, he said a lot in one breath, "After the New Year's Day performance, several companies wanted to contact me, but the teacher refused them all for me, but one contacted me directly. ... After that, I really didn't know what else to do, so I signed a contract with them."

Wen Xiao thought about it for a moment and asked, "CC Media?"

"You know?" Shao Yufeng was surprised.

"A person surnamed Cao approached me and Xia Jue," Wen Xiao frowned, "They seem to..."

"It's just a small workshop for bluffing and deceiving," Shao Yufeng heard his subtext, and smiled wryly, "I'm playing tricks everywhere now, most of which are corpses, and I occasionally act as a stand-in—anyway, I have no name and no lines, so it's not that bad Give money."

Wen Xiao moved his lips, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Shao Yufeng also wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He looked up at the subway map.

"I'll get off at the next stop," and then he said, "I didn't expect to meet you today by such a coincidence, and treat you to dinner another day - if I come to Beijing next time. Or leave a mobile phone number?"

They exchanged mobile phone numbers and WeChat.

"See you later." The subway stopped slowly, the carriage door opened, Shao Yufeng turned around and smiled.

With this smile, there is a vague shadow of the bright boy who played the protagonist of "Blue Lotus" in his eyes.

Wen Xiao couldn't describe the feeling in his heart at this moment.The phone vibrated, he opened it, and found that Shao Yufeng, who had gone away, had sent him a picture on WeChat.

Shao: This is from the same company as me. I always thought she looked familiar, but I just remembered her when I was talking to you.Look, does this look a bit like Xia Jue?

In the picture is a young woman, well-maintained, in her early thirties at most, with beautiful features, but with heavy makeup that doesn't quite match her temperament.

Anyway, Wen Xiao didn't see much resemblance.

At eight o'clock, he got off the subway and went to school.

On the way, I passed several barbershops, and there were various hairstyle posters pasted at the door.Wen Xiao passed by absent-mindedly, and suddenly a certain thought flashed in his mind, he paused, and then walked back.

The author has something to say: Omg, rewrite it three times.