Those Days of Saving The School Heartthrob

This spring outing organized by the school is a high school sophomore class. Each class takes a bus and goes to a free-street forest sports park in Beicheng. They bring their own food and picnic supplies. Even the tents used for camping must be provided by teachers and Students prepare in advance.

Honestly, shabby.

But even so, the students who have been locked up for a long time still buy very much. The school required students to gather at the school gate at 7:30, and the bus departed at 8:00. Few people were late. The students were carrying schoolbags in their pockets, which were full of snacks from the supermarket.

Ji Mingyue also bought a big bag when he went back yesterday, but he went home to eat and read a book, and unknowingly, almost half of the snacks had only one bag left, so today it seems to be packed lightly.

Because Lin Feng was going to visit Jiang Manyun at noon, he didn't set off with them in the morning, saying that he would pass by after 12 o'clock. Fortunately, the North City is not large, and the Forest Park is not too far away. I can take a few bucks by bus to get there in about an hour.

Lin Feng was absent, Ji Mingyue was a bit boring, and the network signal on the bus was not good, so he bit his biscuit while playing the mobile phone absently.

He sat in the last row of the car by the window, and everyone else was basically crowded in the front row. Everyone laughed, and some people took the trumpet to sing, and the singing was out of order, but it was better than youth.

There was a call next to Ji Mingyue, because the bus was noisy, and the voice that came into Ji Mingyue's ears was intermittent: "... I don't have time ... let him go back ... just leave ..."

Later, the voice grew louder: "Let him not force me! I won't read it if it's too big, and I won't be hungry without him!"

Ji Mingyue could not help but glance around, and found that the caller was the Wenya of his class. Wen Erya gave him a subconscious glance, only to notice that his voice was a bit louder. He took a breath, suppressed the annoyed emotion, and said to the cell phone: "... the signal on my side is bad, something happened at night Call me again. "Then hung up.

"Erya, the phone you called at home?" Ji Mingyue's eyes touched him, and he didn't feel embarrassed, but although he and Wen Erya are usually familiar, they don't want to rush into asking about their privacy You can only pick a general question and try it symbolically. Do you want to say something or more? It depends on the other person.

"Well, my mom hit it." Wen Ya rubbed her phone with her finger, stopped for two seconds, and couldn't help but say, "... I'm so speechless to my dad, you won't tell me in advance if you want to see me, wait until Somewhere, my mom called me out. He thought he was the president of the United States, and I did n’t have to do anything every day, waiting for him to come to visit me ?! "

His unhappiness was not only dissatisfied with his father's inadequate attention to himself, but also probably annoyed that he had missed the opportunity to meet his father after he was happily playing.

"Your dad is here to see you ...?" Ji Mingyue felt that Wen Erya's response may be that his desire to confide was almost overwhelming, and he followed his words and asked, "Aren't you living together?" "

"He divorced my mother years ago." Wen Erya really opened the box and said, "He went to work in the city, and found a marriage with a girl seven or eight years younger than him. See me once a month, and now it's been two or three months before I come. "

He snorted heavily and said, "It is estimated that when that woman has a child, he will never remember who I am!"

Ji Mingyue said "er", trying to comfort him: "That's not necessarily, your dad may be busy at work ..."

"It's okay, I'm not rare. He came to see me ..." Wen Erya hesitated and said it out of indignation. "At the time, he was sorry for my mother. They only divorced because he would meet every time he came. Give me living expenses so I can bear him! "

"Every time I meet, count me first, and look at me if it's not pleasing to my eyes, and then I'll scold me for reading." Wen Erya yelled, "Give me the name gentle and gentle, look at his mouth broken, Have you made a little bit of yourself? "

Ji Mingyue remembered that after completing the exam yesterday, Wen Ya was still reluctant to go home and played football on the playground. When she was joking, he said with a self-deprecating sentence, "I do n’t have any fun to go home anyway." This was the reason. ?

"You can get in touch with him less, and don't go into your heart when you meet him. Your mother is not easy. You can go home and spend more time with her."

"No, she is not alone." Wen Erya found that Ji Ming had misunderstood, but smiled a bit, and pulled away from the unilateral complaint mood. "The husband she married now is very good, Let her be a housewife at home ... "He poked," It's just too annoying to bring the oil bottle. "

No wonder he is so reluctant to go home. The original mother already has a new family. This sensitive teenager of this age is likely to feel like an outsider all the time, right?

"Size ... hey, Ji Mingyue, do you know where to recruit part-time workers? The best salary is higher, and I'm not afraid of hardship." Wen Erya said sincerely. The next time he came I was so annoyed. "

"If you don't have a part-time job ..." Wen Erya said, "It's okay to go to work. Anyway, my grades are not good, and it's useless to read."

"Don't worry, you still have to read the book. I'll think about it for you." Ji Mingyue searched in his mind and really made him think of a good candidate.

He took a closer look at Wen Erya's face and found that he looked really good: his eyes were slender, his lips were thin, and his hair was slightly yellow, reminiscent of a small fox in a golden wheat field.

What are the recent scarcity types of Shang Boyu? Qing Xiu, has a sense of youth, a little "milk" in temperament?

——This one is more suitable than himself!

The most important thing is that Wen Ya is higher than him, about 175 ...

Wen Erya was inexplicably looked at by his sight, and unconsciously touched his arm, and said, "... Why do you look at me like that?"

Ji Mingyue: "..."

... he said that he had misunderstood Shang Boyu for extenuating reasons! Being looked at with this kind of vegetable market's eyes for picking pork, it's hard not to want to go to crooked places, okay?

"Two girls, I know someone looking for a flat model. Do you want to go?" Ji Ming crossed the road. "It seems very tired and the salary is not particularly high, but it is definitely better than you going to wash the dishes."

"Model?" Wen Erya didn't expect to have a job in the industry, and said, "Are they going to be a high school student? What is this to do? Go to the runway?"

"No, they want flat models, just the kind of fashion magazines sold at the school gate, you go to take pictures of them and pay for them according to the order." Ji Mingyue explained, "I don't know the specific compensation, the student model will Lower it down, but it should be profitable. "

Wen Erya opened her mouth slightly, as if she opened the door to a new world: "Can it still do that? Then, will there be any hidden rules or something?"

"Just shooting magazines, not mixed entertainment." Ji Ming laughed, "Of course, you still have to be careful. I will give you the contact information of that person, and you two will talk slowly, if you think something is wrong, then quickly withdraw. "

"Okay!" Wen Erya responded lightly, and he rushed over to slap Ji Mingyue, "Thank you brother! If it does, I will invite you to dinner!"

The smell on his body was fresh and dry, and it was not unpleasant to smell it. Ji Mingyue let him hug him, inadvertently looked up, and found that in the first two rows, a boy named Ling Xi was looking back at them.

Seeing that Ji Ming looked up, Ling Xi glanced at Wen Erya again, then turned his head back.

Ji Mingyue thought he was bored looking around and didn't take it to heart. When Wen Erya finished holding it, he turned it around in his backpack and couldn't find Shang Boyu's business card. It should be brought out. He took out his mobile phone and gave Shang Boyu's mobile phone number to Wen Ya.

Wen Erya does seem to be very anxious for economic independence. Even if the signal on the car is poor, she can't wait to send a text message to Shang Boyu.

Ji Mingyue saw that he was concentrating on texting, and couldn't help but feel a little bit itchy, and sent a text message to Lin Feng:

"So boring, when will you come and come-"

Lin Feng returned quickly and concisely: "After a little bit."

After a while, it seemed that I felt too cold, and sent another one: "I'm preparing to cook for my mother, what do you want to eat? I will bring it to you in the afternoon."

The bus arrived at the Forest Park at 9:30 in the morning. It was late April. The spring blossomed and the hills stretched out. As soon as I got out of the car, the lush greenness was full of eyes.

There are two roads up the mountain. One is a winding winding mountain road. Although it is long, the **** is gentle and it is not tired to climb up. The other is a staircase that leads straight from the foot of the mountain to the summit monument. The shortest straight line between the two points is also The most annoying route.

In order to "show the spirit of our students," the school resolutely chose a climbing ladder. Feng Rui complained humorously beside Ji Mingyue: "Fucky, the school leaders must be taking pictures for their good looks, and they must take them back to be theirs. Face work! "

"Don't complain, just go up." Yang Chao caught up from behind, patted Feng Rui's **** with a big hand, "Come, follow me, I'll carry you up when I count three!"

"Super brother ..." Feng Rui moved with eyes.

"Come, yes, that's it, come with me, I count to three-" Yang Chao said, "One, two, one ... one two one, one two one ... Come on, you're almost there!"

"you liar!!!"

...

Finally, everyone wheezed and climbed to the top of the mountain. After the team was at the bottom of the monument, after listening to the school leader's lengthy remarks, they finally heard the announcement "All classes are free, gather at three in the afternoon!" The student team suddenly collapsed Going down most of the time, sitting and crooked, lying on the ground, like a row of dried salted fish.

"I'm so envious of Lin Feng." Feng Rui gasped, "He just walked up the mountain from the side in the afternoon. It doesn't have to be as tired as us, like us."

After being suspended for a long time in class one and six, Yang Chao took it easy. Yang Chao watched that it was almost twelve, so he reorganized the formation and led the students to a dry and open flat, and began to prepare for a picnic at noon. .

Because the forest park couldn't see the open flames, they didn't dare to picnic. They brought foods such as sandwiches, bread and canned food. A few brought the fried rice from home, and because they were kept for a long time, they went back and forth in the bag. The bumps and heat were gone.

Although the food was not too hot, the atmosphere between the teachers and students was very good. Everyone was sitting beside the laid picnic cloth, joking with each other, and sharing the food brought with each other.

Ji Mingyue has been sitting with a lollipop and watching. Many people in the class have a good relationship with him. When he saw this, he came to share his food, but he waved and refused: "Zheng Zheng Waiting for your meal and eating you, you should not be able to eat it later. "

Although everyone was puzzled, they didn't feel anything. They all went back with a smile, and waited while eating. Ji Mingyue was going to "use" what "meal".

At half past one, Lin Feng came to their picnic ground according to the guidance of the class teacher, sat down, opened the lunch box that he brought with him, was steaming, full of color and fragrance, and also took down two pairs of chopsticks and handed them to Ji Mingyue--

The classmates suddenly exploded.

"Rely on, don't bring the small stove on—"

"This is the show off of Chi Guoguo!"

"Mom, compared to us, Ji Mingyue is really equivalent to Yu Yan ..."

"Well, I want a boyfriend like Lin Feng ..."

"... how do you feel wrong?"

"It seems strange ..."

"Because Lin Feng is not Ji Mingyue's boyfriend! They are both men !!"

"Well, isn't it?"

"..."

...

Of course, afterwards, Lin Feng Ji Mingyue also took the initiative to divide the meals. As long as the students who want to eat can come to clip, everyone praised Lin Feng's cooking skills-although, Lin Feng looked at Ji Mingyue and his eyes quickly handed the best After eating those pieces of meat.

Meet at 3 in the afternoon, the school organized a number of activities, such as sitting around singing military songs, simple cross-country running competitions, etc., until about 6 in the afternoon, they announced the class as a unit to continue free activities, you can start preparing dinner, set up tents Already.

Most of the students at the dinner were still snacks and canned food, and some people couldn't help but rushed to buy the special expensive sausages and tea eggs sold on the mountain.

Ji Mingyue was one of them. He also bought a large bag of tea eggs and gave one to every person.

He and Lin Feng set up a camping tent together-of course, Lin Feng is the absolute main force. Seeing Lin Feng squatting on the ground with one leg straight and sweating on his forehead, Ji Mingyue handed a tea egg again: "Come, eat an egg and reward!"

"Just a tea egg?" Lin Feng gasped slightly, raised an eyebrow and smiled, but took it honestly.

"You don't understand the nobleness of tea eggs!" Now that the tea egg stalks were not yet popular, Ji Mingyue felt a bit of sorrow and sorrow. He peeled another egg and grinned, "Do not use tea eggs, use what you want." ? "

Lin Feng raised his eyes and gave him a slight glance.

He didn't speak, but inexplicably, Ji Ming swallowed a sip.

My heart was pounding.

"Surprise —— !!!"

When he was thinking about his mouth, he suddenly sank behind his back, and a familiar under-sounding voice came from his ears. Ji Mingyue suddenly became unlovable:

"——Feng Rui, you crushed me, let me go !!!"

Looking back, when seeing a large group of boys behind Feng Rui, Ji Mingyue was completely out of temper: "What are you doing?"

"It's rare to camp once, why can't you do some activities!" Wen Erya said sternly, "Let's have a showdown between men!"

"... So what is it?"

"The first Ghost Story Contest in Beicheng Park, are you interested in participating? The winners are rewarded!"

"..."

"Everyone is crowded in a tent, they can't turn on the lights, others can't speak ..." Wen Erya lowered her voice and tried to render the atmosphere of horror. "It's dark, gloomy, no one can see anyone, this is a game Showdown between real men ... "

At the beginning, Ji Mingyue only thought it was funny. When he heard "black paint, no one can see who", he turned around and looked at Lin Feng involuntarily.

Coincidentally, Lin Feng was just watching him.