superyou in the city

During the annual summer vacation, Su Yi has a lot of time to put on his backpack and go out for a tour of mountains and rivers.

Qiao Jia, on the other hand, continued to be busy in black and white, not forgetting to tease Su Yi for his leisure.

"Don't you despise my low-paid job as a schoolteacher?"

"Why are you so narrow-minded!"

"I'm just a person who holds grudges, what?" Su Yi said in an unreasonable tone.

"That photo of you yesterday..."

"It's great, isn't it?" Su's eyes lit up once or twice.

"You have a nice dress in the photo."

"Go away! Only the clothes are good? Really."

Qiao Jia couldn't help laughing, "I won't tell you anymore, the filming has started."

"Go away, go away."

Su Yi hung up the phone, and looked at the photos from yesterday: a woman in a forest plaid dress, holding a bouquet of her favorite flowers, closing her eyes, quietly listening to the sound of the wind blowing by her ears, smiling brightly .

Su Yi and Qiao Jia's dressing styles are also completely different. Qiao Jia prefers hip-hop and sports fashion brands, while Su Yi prefers the forest style of some niche brands. She always thinks that is special, why should she live? Gotta be like everyone else?

Qiao Jia, however, always made fun of the fact that she showed up in work clothes because of her haste that day.

"To be honest, some of your private clothes in the new movie are quite nice."

Although Su Yi was traveling abroad, she still went to the movie theater to support this youth work. She liked Qiao Jia's appearance there, as if it took her back to those lush years.

The girl next to her was holding up her mobile phone to record the kiss scene of the hero and heroine on the big screen, sobbing softly. Su was dumbfounded when she saw it, and said to herself: I haven't cried yet, why are you crying?

"what?"

"Every time you are only allowed to call me in the middle of the night, I am not allowed to call you?"

"Say something!"

"Did you go to the cinema today?"

"Didn't you see the photo? It's so obvious!" Su Yi yelled into the phone.

"Why don't you book the venue?"

"Do you dare to be thicker-skinned? It would be nice to have your fans book the venue for you."

"Who said he was my number one fan?"

"That day I was too hungry and wanted to eat quickly, so I had to say it." Su Yi thought about Qiao Jia's smirk, but he couldn't help laughing. "You said, your work and rest schedule is different from that of ordinary people, but how can you marry yourself?" Although Su Yi's words were a joke, they also revealed a truth that cannot be ignored.

"You don't need to worry about this old man. What about you?" Qiao Jia understood Su Yi's meaning very well.

"Let's touch it first, if you don't have it, you will die alone."

"You can think about it! Hey, do you think we should have a 40-year-old date?"

"what?"

"We must let the old people sleep at night."

"Auntie urged you?"

"No, but it's probably coming soon." Qiao Jia looked up at the assistant who was beckoning to him.

"Let's talk about it when we are 40 years old!" Su Yi's mind filled with images of himself still wearing a pleated skirt at the age of 40.

"Stop talking, start working."

"Take it easy, money is endless."

"It's an addictive thing to make money and support yourself."

"I take this."

"Bye."

Su Yi recalled the "quarrel" between the two over money a few years ago.

"Do you want to go to the commissary?"

"It's hot! I don't want to move." Su Yi plugged in his earphones and shook his head following the MP3, while he was still flipping through the gold edition of "Boys and Girls".

"I have to buy a bottle of cold mineral water."

"Bring one more old popsicle ice cream."

"Why sit back and enjoy the benefits?"

"Forget it."

"Double price."

"Forget about killing yourself." Su Yi cursed angrily.

"Here." A magazine was thrown on the table with the old popsicle.

"Wow, a supplement."

"anthomaniac."

"For the sake of paying respect to Miss Ben by buying magazines, I don't care about you." Su Yi couldn't wait to flip through the pages, but didn't see Qiao Jia smiling happily behind him.

Qiao Jia poked Su Yi on the right shoulder.

"what?"

"Double price."

"Let's keep the accounts first." Su Yi said cheekily.

Qiao Jia made a gesture of punching behind him.

"This is for you." Su Yi threw a photobook backwards.

"Enough!" That was Qiao Jia's favorite basketball star.

Su Yi didn't look back, but the corners of his lips curled up in a charming arc.

"Why do you want to replace the basketball scene with baseball?" Su Yi wrote such a text in Moments.

"It's obviously football, okay?" Qiao Jia commented using her trumpet.

"As you get older, you have to be considerate of young people." Su Yiyi remembers the novel so clearly, how could he not know that the hero in the original novel likes to play football, but his youthful memory only has basketball.

Qiao Jia sent a voice directly.

"Old man, are you all right?"

"Qiao Jia, every time you talk to me, you are either sneering or sarcastic... What do you want?"

"What stimulated you?"

"I saw the video uploaded by your fans on Miaopai."

"so?"

"You're all night owls!

You too!

I am for work.

We are for you. Su Yi vividly interpreted the dialogue between Qiao Jia and fans in the video.

Qiao Jia sent the audio that he couldn't help laughing.

"So you know how to flirt with girls? And your skill is not low!"

Qiao Jia laughed even harder.

"Then why is it like this to me?"

"You say it yourself."

"Because I'm not a younger sister, I'm a fan of my own mother." Followed by a series of hearty laughter from Su Yi.

"Fortunately, I listened with earphones, otherwise I would scare the people around me to death, your devilish laughter."

"Which city are you in today?"

"London."

"Is that the show?"

"Your news is very well-informed!"

"Don't get me wrong, entertainment gossip always travels faster."

"Master, No.1 in Asia."

"I'll send you a picture then."

"No, you're not good at taking selfies. I'd better look at the pictures posted by the major media and fans on Weibo."

Qiao Jia shook her head helplessly when she thought of the fact that fans teased her that her selfie skills needed to be improved.

Sure enough, that night Su Yi saw the real-time broadcast of Qiao Jia's London show on the largest entertainment website.

There is also a picture posted by Qiao Jia herself, with the text: Wait for me.

Su Yi recalled how he teased him about his selfie skills, and couldn't help laughing. Looking at the picture of Qiao Jia leading the male models to call a curtain call, with a rainbow-like momentum, domineering steps, and sharp eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, "He's handsome in capital letters."

He himself is also very good at English, and he communicated with the makeup consultant without barriers throughout the whole process. Su Yi remembered that Qiao Jia had sent him an English dialogue in fluent English:

Some of us get dipped in flat,

some insatin, some insatin.

But every once in a while you find someone who's siridescent,

and when you do,

nothing will ever compare.

(Some people fall into mediocrity and superficiality, and get lost in it. But inadvertently, one day you will meet a person who is as beautiful as a rainbow, and from then on, everyone else is just a passing cloud.)

"Oh, my son, why am I as happy as if I married off my own child? I'm so heartbroken."

Su Yi's colleagues praised him one after another. They usually thought that Su Yi was Qiao Jia's diehard fan, but they didn't know that the unattainable star was actually the passionate girl's best friend.

The idle summer vacation soon passed, and Su Yi continued to live a nine-to-five life every day, and devoted himself to his great "education career" again.

"What are you doing?" Su Yi asked next to a boy who was hiding his head in a drawer.

"No... nothing..."

"Let me see!" Su Yi said, making the boy stand aside, and reaching out to the drawer.

"I read magazines in class..." Su Yi was momentarily at a loss for words when he saw the photo of the huge Qiao Jia on the cover of the magazine. "Is this book yours?"

"Teacher, it's mine..." The girl in the row behind him stood up and whispered.

Su Yi cleared his throat, and then said, "I still have a good eye, everyone has a love for beauty, but..."

"Teacher, I promise I will never watch it in class again." The boy replied swiftly as if seeing a glimmer of life.

"Well, sit down." Su Yi signaled the students to sit down, and walked back to the podium again.

Quietly looking at the young faces under the stage for a long time.

"How about this, the title of the composition during this week's weekend break is "My Superidol"."

The audience was silent at first, followed by discussions one after another.

"So Teacher Su is Qiao Jia's fan."

"Ms. Su is too trendy."

"It would be great if Teacher Su could be our head teacher."

"Okay, all my lovers." Su Yi joked, "What is an idol? Why do you like him? I want to know how you define it. A few days ago, Mr. Jin Xing who was popular in the Weibo circle said a paragraph I like the words very much, and I will share them with you 'Don't just recognize idols casually, if you want to follow an idol, you must choose carefully'.

Let us exchange ideas with each other in the text, and write innovative compositions, and I will read them to the whole class.Do you understand?Alright, this lesson is over here, get out of class is over. "

On that day, Su Yi seemed to have gained his little fans here.

In fact, her favorite Venus Queen also said, "Be closer to your idol's work, and farther away from your idol's life." She said, being a fan is like falling in love. It will burn out quickly and be extinguished. But if you drink a cup of tea and the water flows for a long time, it will nourish your life instead."

So when Qiao Jia mentioned it to him, Su Yihui listened patiently, but never took the initiative to ask.No matter what the relationship is between people, we must maintain that small world where only we are.

Su Yi and his colleagues made an appointment to go to food stalls, eat and drink, go to KTV to sing songs until twelve o'clock, and when they returned home, they sat in front of the computer and typed until two o'clock in the morning. This article ended two months ago , The customs and customs I witnessed during my summer trip also gave me a lot of inspiration, and I decided to continue creating.

Su Yiyi started writing essays because he loved novels during college, but he was often short of essays. He happened to have a lot of free time, so he simply turned his brain holes into stories to share with like-minded friends, and he enjoyed himself.

Su Yi always felt that girls must develop at least one hobby, so that getting along with him would no longer be difficult.