The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet

Wen Li was excited and sad for a long time. When her mood calmed down a little bit, she finally realized that she might have scared the teacher just now.

"Excuse me, teacher..." She sniffed and started to defend herself, "We are full of emotions when we work as actors."

So why didn't Song Yan have it? After all, it's a personal difference.

But the head teacher didn't expose it either, nodded and said: "Understand."

Wen Li took a deep breath, her tone returned to calm, and then asked: "You said that these magazines were brought in from Song Yan?"

"Yes. These are given to me by the dormitory administrator. The other boys in the dormitory are all game consoles and the like. Song Yan's is special, so he gave it to me. His grades have been good. If I go to talk to him, it will be better. It will affect him, so these magazines have been put in my place for so many years without knowing it.

Wen Li tightened his arms and held the magazine firmly.

"Does Song Yan watch it during class?" This question even felt absurd to herself, and she added embarrassedly, "Surely not?"

"I don't have my class, and I don't know about other classes," the head teacher recalled, "but in my class, he had a desert.

They have been teaching books for so many years as teachers. Of course, it is clear that no student can really listen to a lecture attentively, even students with excellent grades are no exception.

In a certain class, the head teacher assigned assignments and asked the study group to put together a table for discussion. Some students were discussing seriously, while some students took the opportunity to chat secretly. The four boys in Song Yan and Bosen’s group put the tables face to face. Together, their group happened to be sitting by the window not close to the corridor, when suddenly a boy patted Bosen on the shoulder.

"Hey Bosen, is that your fiancee downstairs?"

"Wen Li, Faxiao, childhood sweetheart, sister, whatever you call it, you only know the three characters for your fiancée?"

Person looked out the window impatiently, and muttered: "This girl is arguing with her friend again..."

There are not only Wen Li downstairs, but several girls standing, all of them wearing Mingfeng's school uniform next door.

Unlike Yingde’s large-scale dark gray texture, only the school uniforms with ties and cuffs embellished in bright yellow are different. Mingfeng Art School has more girls than boys, and their school uniforms are mainly apricot yellow. It seems that the season is not yet fully mature. Maple leaves.

Berson opened the window, took advantage of the noisy discussion in the classroom, and shouted downstairs: "Girl! You are skipping class again! Be careful that I sue your uncle!"

Wen Li raised her head and saw Bosen, immediately raised her arm, waved her mobile phone and said, "Look at the mobile phone! I sent you a text message!"

Baisen looked around and found that the head teacher hadn't come back yet, so he took out his phone to see what she had sent to herself.

Except Song Yan, the other two boys moved their heads together.

As soon as Bai Sen glanced at the text message, the head teacher came back and asked everyone how the discussion was going.

He quickly put away the phone, pushed Song Yan's arm next to him, raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Ayan, let's change positions. You sit by the window."

Song Yan, who was lowering his head to write the bilingual argumentation homework for this class, raised his head and asked, "How?"

"Didn't Wen Li quarrel with her friend that day? I skipped class and came to see me, but our class played with the next class during the physical education class. I played forward and couldn't walk away. Then you went back to the classroom for me and waited for her to come over, remember? "Person grinned, "She made up with her friend, and now take her friend to see the handsome guy."

Song Yan's eyelids trembled, and his tone remained flat: "Oh."

"Oh what, oh, she told me in the text message that she took her friend to see you on a special trip." Baisen said, "Go, I opened the windows for you, so you can show a handsome face to others."

Person took Song Yan's arm and asked him to change seats with himself.

Song Yan looked out at the open window.

Standing downstairs for a long time, the girl who had been waiting for him was sore in her neck, and finally saw him.

Song Yan's gaze was calm and calm. Wen Li first lowered her head in embarrassment, pursed her lips, and touched her nose uncomfortably. After adjusting, she quickly pushed her friends around, who also quickly raised her head, and then became silly. With amazing eyes, she pulled Wen Li and said in a low voice and excitement: "Ma Ye, this boy is so handsome, really handsome."

Wen Li said triumphantly: "I didn't lie to you, he is more handsome than Bosen."

Then he smiled at Song Yan upstairs and waved at him excitedly: "Thank you, senior!"

Song Yan frowned slightly, and quickly rolled his head.

Without receiving a response, Wen Li puffed up with disappointment, but the goal had been achieved, and she didn't care much about his deliberate indifference, holding hands with her friends, laughing and running away.

Song Yan pursed his lips, and Wen Li used him as a tool to reconcile himself with his friends, and sent him a last light thank you, without saying goodbye, and left without permission.

Just like that day, he sat in the classroom and listened to her for a long time. Later, when he found out that he was not Bersen, he immediately changed his face. After that, he was knocked torn and bleeding. She also apologized and said. He didn't care, just left him and ran away.

But he hadn't stayed away for a long time. In his dream, he was picked up by someone, and the quilt that had been washed was put into the water again, but she was so heartless. After learning that the two were kissing for the first time, she was relieved of the accident and felt that she was not. Unfortunately, when I wake up, nothing has happened.

In the clear and transparent sky, cirrus clouds are as light as wisps of thin cotton. The sycamore trees planted next to the teaching building have not yet reached their blooming period, the stamens are still in their infancy, and the branches are showing endless green, and the apricot-yellow school uniform skirt is bright. Fresh, breaking into this vast spring scenery without permission, similarly, that bright smile broke into people's hearts without even saying hello.

Song Yan stared at the capricious and flexible figure running away for a long time, until the head teacher called him back to God.

The boy squeezed the pen in his hand and whispered, "I'm sorry."

The head teacher looked out the window and did not blame, but said gently: "The scenery of our school is very beautiful. It is not too late to watch it slowly after class is over. First, finish writing the argumentation paper I arranged."

Until the bell rang after class, Song Yan seemed to be deliberately ignoring something and never looked out the window again.

When I was a teenage student, I could easily play a sour and immature episode like a lime with throbbing thoughts.

"Maybe the scenery outside the window is too beautiful, so I looked at it in a daze."

The head teacher came to this conclusion in his memories.

Wen Li nodded and said, "I have experience in this, too." She was always in a daze during class.

"Then I will return these magazines to their original owners." The head teacher said, "He may be embarrassed to see these now, so I will ask you next."

"..."

The teacher gave Song Yan this unspeakable secret love story to the person who was secretly crushed. She is all right and light, but Wen Li is embarrassed.

Although she has thick lines, she also understands that since Song Yan has kept this concern in her heart for so long, she hasn't even told her even now because she cares about it and doesn't want her to know it.

If you rashly tell him, I know your little secret. She is happy and her vanity is satisfied, but what about Song Yan?

He must feel that she rushed into his memory and stole his secret.

Even if she is the heroine in his mind, it does not mean that she can show off in front of him.

Because this is his memory, no one, including her, has the right to make fun of or hurt him.

She wants to protect Song Yan's eighteenth year, and protect the most concealed sentiment of the teenager when she was eighteen.

The embarrassed Wen Li hugged the magazines. After the staff came to urge him, he hurriedly threw the magazines to the assistant.

"Hide it away, don't let Teacher Song discover it."

"What is this?" Wenwen glanced at the cover, then at Wen Li, in shock, "Sister, isn't this you! Wow, this is an antique!"

"This is an antique, so what am I? Thousand-year bastard?" Wen Li said irritably, "Take me to find Sister Lily first to make up some makeup. My eye makeup may be spent."

Wenwen glanced at Wen Li's eyes, the eye makeup is really a little muddy, but fortunately, the eyeliner and mascara are waterproof, so you can't tell if you don't look carefully.

The camera stunned his face, just in case, Wenwen greeted the staff first, and took Wen Li to the makeup artist to fix up her makeup.

Makeup artist Lily changed to make up powder for her and asked, "I just made up the makeup, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?"

"No, it's hot."

Wenwen leaned on his chin while admiring Wen Li's makeup, and muttered, "But the temperature of the air conditioner in the Academic Affairs Building is quite low. I sneezed..."

Wen Limian changed his mouth without changing his face: "Oh, that's cold, crying coldly."

Wenwen: "..."

After finishing up her makeup and meeting Song Yan, Wen Li somehow dodged her attitude towards Song Yan. In the afternoon, Song Yan took her around the campus. She did not look at the trees planted by the roadside, the buildings, or the buildings. The landmark didn't look at the students onlookers around him, but always stared at Song Yan.

As soon as Song Yan turned her head to look at her, she looked away again as if carelessly.

She was captured by the camera as she was unconscious. The photographer felt that Mr. Wen was not in the right condition this afternoon, so she sent a WeChat message to Director Yan to ask how to deal with it and whether to suspend the shooting first.

Director Yan: "No need to pause, just shoot like this"

Director Yan: "Song Yan has been staring at his wife for so many periods, and finally it's his wife's turn to be a star at husband."

Director Yan: "Proud jpg"

——

The recording of the first day officially ended at 4 in the afternoon. In the afternoon, Wen Li went to the man’s bed alone. He wanted to go to Song Yan’s previous dormitory to find traces of his previous life, but he ran into him as soon as he entered. A shirtless little boy.

She didn't feel embarrassed, she was just a little boy, and she smiled at others.

The little boy was seen by a big beauty. He looked at this big beauty. It was Wen Li who often appeared on TV. For a while, he didn’t care if Wen Li saw his white chicken upper body. It was even more embarrassing, or he was caught by the camera. It was even more embarrassing to be on TV when the photo was taken. In short, the little boy covered his face and ran away, and even forgot to ask for his autograph.

Within a few minutes, the little boy stood in the hallway of the dormitory holding a loudspeaker and shouted: "Wen Li is here to assault the boy's bed!!! Brothers are all dressed!!!"

For a while, the whole building seemed to be shocked by the man's bedroom, which was an unusual sensation.

"Goddess Wen Li!!!"

"Sister!!! I'm your fan! I'm already at level 8 when I sign in every day!"

Later, several staff members who followed Song Yan received a group of news that Wen Li's surprise attack on the men's dormitory caused a major earthquake in the men's dormitory, and he told Song Yan dumbfoundingly.

Song Yan: "..."

In short, today’s recording, except Song Yan was a little absent-minded in the morning, and Wen Li was a little absent-minded in the afternoon. During the task, students followed and were prompted by the students who were assisted by God in the answering session. Everything else went smoothly.

The biggest gain of the program group is that I interviewed Song Yan’s head teacher. I also had to do a special interview program for Song Yan to find Yingde. I wanted to find Song Yan’s teachers for interviews. I learned from the teachers that Song Yan was a student. What kind of Yan is like, but every time it's not coincidence, Song Yan's head teacher either took the students to participate in the competition abroad or went on a business trip on his own.

The interview with the head teacher of Song Yan's high school is regarded as the exclusive material of their program group, and it will definitely be broadcast in the program at that time.

Chen Zitong, who is also attending Mingfeng Middle School as Wen Li, accompanied her husband Qiu Hong to the High School of Yantai University, and came to Mingfeng to record the next day. After the recording was finished in the afternoon, I happened to take a car to meet Wen Li and the others and have a meal together. .

Facing the camera, the guests casually chatted about the interesting things they encountered during the recording of the school today.

The school uniforms on the guests have not yet changed. Qiu Honggang and Song Yan looked at them a few more times when they met. Now at the dinner table, I can’t help but start to complain: "It’s not that I said, the difference between public and private school uniforms Isn’t it too big? Are your school uniforms going to make idol dramas?"

Whether school uniforms look good or not depends mainly on people. Both Qiu Hong and Chen Zitong are tall and slender, and school uniforms are actually good-looking when worn on them. Qiu Hong's complaints are mainly for variety effects.

Chen Zitong patted Qiu Hong on the shoulder and said in a comforting tone: "Lao Qiu is okay. The uniforms of my school are also very beautiful. You can wear them when you go to our school tomorrow."

"I do not believe."

"Hey, I can lie to you."

After talking, Chen Zitong took out his mobile phone and searched for Ming Feng's school uniform online, and showed it to Qiu Hong: "Does it look good?"

When Qiu Hong saw it, he was even more envious: "Too shocking, only our school uniform is the ugliest."

With a bragging mood, Chen Zitong handed the phone to the opposing couple: "Look? If you might offend you, I personally think Mingfeng's school uniform is even more beautiful than Yingde's."

Little did they know that the couple on the opposite side actually knew what Ming Feng's school uniform looked like, and they also thought Ming Feng's school uniform was better than Yingde's.

"Mingfeng's is better-looking." Wen Li didn't hesitate to favor his alma mater, and pushed Song Yan's arm again, "What do you think of Teacher Song?"

Song Yan didn't know what he was thinking, and nodded, "Well, the colors look better."

"Thank you, I will say thank you on behalf of our school."

"But this picture on the Internet is a style from a few years ago. Now it seems to have changed a little bit. The color has not changed, but the apricot yellow is a bit darker." Chen Zitong glanced at the couple and then at his husband. "You should look good in what you wear, but our Lao Qiu doesn't necessarily wear it. He is too dark."

Qiu Hong stared: "What do you mean? I am healthy wheat color, OK?"

"Wheat color, wheat color." Chen Zitong said perfunctorily.

After dinner, the guests took the car to the hotel arranged by the program group. Wen Li and Song Yan took the same car. Because of today's recording, both of them had concerns, so they didn't communicate much.

After getting out of the car, Wenwen stopped Wen Li.

Song Yan also stopped subconsciously, waiting for Wen Li and Wenwen to finish speaking.

Wenwen asked loudly, "Sister, won't you bring back the magazines you gave me in the morning?"

Song Yan: "What magazine?"

Wenwen: "That's—huh?!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Wen Li ran towards Wenwen suddenly, covering Wenwen's mouth, turning his head to smile dryly at Song Yan, "Teacher Song, go up first, let me talk to Wenwen about something personal. "

Song Yan looked at Wen Li. It was like this every time he observed people. Quietly, it was inexplicably disturbing.

Wen Li urged: "Go up and rest soon."

The man didn't say anything in the end, turned around and went upstairs first.

When his figure disappeared, Wen Li let go of Wenwen, and blamed his tone: "Yu Wenwen! Do you want to leave Wenwen?"

I was murdered by my sister in conjunction with the surname, and Wenwen was aggrieved, but it was more inexplicable.

"What's wrong, it's not a pornographic magazine..."

"You don't understand." Wen Li sighed irritably. "The boy's heart is also very fragile, so it will hurt him if it is broken directly."

Wenwen looked at a loss: "I don't understand."

Wen Li didn't expect Wenwen to understand either. He touched his chin and stood there thinking for a long time. After thinking of something, he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Chen Zitong, who had already returned to the room.

After a while, Chen Zitong replied "OK" to her readily.

"I won't go back to the room, I'll go to sister Zitong's room to discuss something with her." Wen Li nodded Wenwen's forehead, "You can put my luggage back to the room for me first, and the magazine must Hide it for me, have you heard?"

Wenwen clutched his forehead and said, "Yeah."

Wen Li went to Chen Zitong's room to look for her, while Wenwen went to Wen Li's room with a small piece of luggage carried by her celebrity artist.

Song Yan opened the door and was a little surprised to see Wenwen.

"Where is she?"

"Sister went to see Teacher Chen Zitong."

Song Yan didn't say anything, and helped Wenwen carry Wen Li's luggage in.

After completing the task, Wenwen respectfully said: "Then I will go back to my room, too, so please rest early, Teacher Song."

Just turning around, Song Yan stopped her again.

Wenwen had a bad feeling in her heart, and as expected, Song Yan asked her what the magazine was.

Wenwen said vaguely: "It's nothing."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows and said mildly, "She told you not to tell me?"

Wen Wen pursed his lips and folded his hands together: "Teacher Song, I can't lose my job. I have to pay back my mortgage every month. Please understand."

"Understand." Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone lightened, and seemed a little lost. "It's not the magazine of other male artists, right?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Wenwen whispered, "Sister owns it, so don't worry, Teacher Song."

After saying this, Wenwen ran away immediately, afraid that Song Yan would be arrogant again.

After the assistant left, the man sat on the sofa and spent a long time in a daze.

I heard from the staff that when he went to visit other teachers today, Wen Li did not come over because his head teacher had a private chat with her after the interview.

His mind was exquisite and sensitive, and he quickly guessed it. He pressed his lips suddenly, and his handsome face showed a little flustered and helpless.

The secret that had been buried for a long time was dug up unsuspectingly. He had never revealed it to anyone, not even his closest friends.

Unclear whether he was more afraid or more embarrassed, Song Yan suddenly bent down, stroked his forehead with one hand, and sighed deeply.

That night, Wen Li returned to the hotel room very late.

She thought Song Yan had fallen asleep, so she went to the balcony to make a phone call.

Because he was afraid of waking Song Yan, Wen Li's voice on the phone was very low even when he was outdoors. Only occasionally he couldn't hold back his excitement and yelled "Uncle" several times, but he quickly lowered it. decibel.

After the phone call, Wen Li went to wash up again, and finally climbed onto the bed quietly, covered the quilt, and played with her mobile phone with her back to him.

Song Yan waited until the phone light went out before taking her into his arms.

Knowing that she was asleep, but still afraid to ask too obviously.

"Is it burdening you?" He paused, his voice was dumb, and laughed at himself, "It's disgusting, isn't it?"

The senior in her impression that she was indifferent and alienated from her, actually secretly collected her youth magazine as a cover model, and when she was such a close friend with her fiance, she actually fell in love with her.

After being so clearly rejected by her family, she still didn't give up.

If you can't have her, at least have the same dream as her, or at least a little closer to her dream.

Later, by accident, she gave up her idol dream and stood in the domestic spotlight as an actor.

The unreachable beam of light in his heart became his junior.

Suddenly no ink came out of the signature pen in his hand at that moment. After that, Wen Li nodded at him politely, smiling officially and politely alienated, as if meeting him for the first time.

Also, they were not familiar with them when they were in high school.

Song Yan also nodded, and the hand hanging by his side almost broke off the signature pen in his hand, and the two of them left the first group photo on the red carpet.

Obviously, I knew each other ten years ago, and their first group photo was taken by a media camera.

Every time we get along after the reunion, Song Yan's mood is very complicated, afraid that she will notice, but she is afraid that she will not notice it.

She should be aware of it now, but she seems to pretend not to know. As for the reason, he didn't want to ask, nor dared to ask.

In the quiet room, only the quiet breathing of the person in his arms answered him.

——

The recording on the second day continued as usual, and the two returned to Yingde, but after the recording in the morning, Wen Li disappeared in the afternoon.

My wife was gone. Song Yan, who was her husband, didn't even ask her where she went, and the staff didn't mention it. It seems that the content of today's Taiwanese script should have been recorded separately by two people, and the whole program group is very wrong.

The Yingde campus is very large, so Song Yan simply went to visit places that he didn't have time to visit yesterday, and deliberately bypassed the fireworks square.

Several staff members following him whispered in the back.

"Have you already told Teacher Song not to go to the square?"

"No, I haven't had time to say it, I thought it was you."

"I didn't say it."

The staff looked at each other. In the end, no one knew why Song Yan consciously bypassed the Fireworks Plaza without being informed in advance.

Forget it, the result is the same anyway, so I don't care about the reason.

I hope that everything goes well with Teacher Wen's arrangement.

The layout of Wen Li's side is really not going well. She has never done anything like this. Cheeky, ask the staff to help her buy a box of candles and fireworks. When the things are bought back, the staff said to help. She did it together, but she refused, saying she wanted to do it herself.

There was no one to help Song Yan at that time. Little poor senior did it alone, so she had to do it alone.

It sounds simple to place candles, but it’s still a bit difficult on your own. How big you need to place candles, how many candles you need, because you can’t see the overall effect, and the love is crooked when you place them. This is unexpected difficulty.

Then it was really embarrassing to be watched by the staff and a group of students like monkeys.

Everyone thought this was a program arrangement, and no one knew that this was actually Wen Li's own careful thinking.

In the end, she couldn't stand the gazes around her, and said to Wenwen, "Wenwen, you can buy me some wine outside of school."

Wenwen thought he had heard it wrong: "Huh? Sister, isn't it a bad idea to drink during the recording?"

Wen Li waved his hand: "It's okay, I drink secretly with the camera behind my back. If I don't get drunk, I will be bold."

"Ok."

As the setting sun began to sink, the sight on the square gradually dimmed. The temperature outside during the summer was too high, even if there were water mist, small electric fans and parasols would not work well. Wen Li wiped his sweat and almost became tired and paralyzed.

She smiled confidently and told the staff that she could get Song Yan over.

Wen Li wants to change the program's station book temporarily. This matter was passed with Yan Dao ahead of time.

Dao Yan was both happy and sad in his heart. What's happy is that the pair will take the initiative to surprise each other without having to press their heads hard. What's sad is that after knowing that Wen Li was going to surprise Song Yan, he gave Wen Li a surprise. A lot of novel schemes have been proposed, but Wen Li is very stubborn, and he wants to put candles.

It's really good.

Director Yan was very disgusted.

I just don't know if Song Yan will dislike it. I hope that after he sees this surprise, he will not dislike his wife too much.