Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Zhuge Qinuo arranged Ye Mingyuan to sit down. In order to avoid feeling awkward, she simply greeted him and then became friendly with the others.

But she forgot to sing, and most of the people who took the initiative to talk were male classmates. Just now, many people who had a crush on Zhuge Qinuo in high school also began to drink and express their feelings.

If she were still a young girl, she would naturally like to hear such words. After all, being liked by others is a sign of a woman's pride. But now, she is not a girl who is easily deceived. Besides, among them, who can compare with Zhuge Yihua in terms of literature and art? Who can compare with Huang Cangran in terms of caring? If we talk about appearance superficially, who can compare with Deng Qing and Mi Bei?

These sincere words only made her feel embarrassed, and she blocked them one by one.

There were many girls in the liberal arts class, and women were obviously herd animals. They had formed groups based on their closeness, and now they were sitting in groups of three or five, whispering to each other in their small circles. Zhuge Qinuo felt that she was a neutral person. She could not even dream of such a sisterhood where they could talk about anything when they met.

She couldn't join any team, but fortunately, she still had a direction. She sat down next to Zhuge Qinuo and started gossiping: "Look over there, Teacher Ye."

Zhuge Qinuo didn't dare to look at it, but after Xiangfang said that, she had a legitimate reason. Ye Mingyuan was surrounded by many students, and she could occasionally see him through the gaps. He was wearing a dark blue shirt and jeans. In her impression, he always matched like this. After so many years, his taste has not changed at all.

Because of the attention, her five senses began to develop. Although the room was very noisy, she could still hear the noise. Ye Mingyuan managed not to drink a drop of alcohol under the attack of the crowd.

"What are you looking at?" she asked after observing for a while.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you noticed? After your boyfriend came here, this place turned into a spider web cave. He was almost eaten alive. Why don't you go over and take a look?" She began to instigate.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhuge Qinuo didn't believe it and looked in the direction of Ye Mingyuan again. She could no longer see clearly because he was surrounded by people, both men and women, but it did not affect her discovery. He was sitting very upright and handling the situation properly.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Xiangfang was not convinced. "I used to say that Mr. Ye was your idol, but I was joking. At that time, you had a happy family, a good husband, and two cute sons, so you could afford to make such a joke. But he is not your idol alone, you have to admit that. When you were in school, did you really not know how many girls liked him and had a crush on him? If there was no teacher-student relationship between us, they would have almost pounced on him."

Zhuge Qinuo looked at the direction with a beaming face, and tried to keep his voice down, which was very cute: "Hey, you are already a mother, can you not speak so 'lively'? It's too exaggerated."

"Why don't you believe it? So, you are a good student, but you lived a simple high school life. You don't even know the gossip."

This is how Xiangfang summed it up. As for what she said about "innocence", Zhuge Qinuo did not agree. She perfunctorily said, "I believe it, but you also said that he is everyone's male god. So, even if he is eaten alive, what does it have to do with me? Right!"

Xiangfang didn't say anything more, but sat aside with Zhuge Qinuo to watch the show.

He carefully observed his surroundings. If she hadn't told him the direction, he wouldn't have noticed it, but after she said that, Zhuge Qinuo really felt that the atmosphere in the box had indeed changed after Ye Mingyuan came.

First of all, the most obvious thing for her is that she can no longer be a "microphone tyrant". More female classmates sing songs one after another with deep affection, about memories, about love, and about regrets. Speaking of it, lyrical songs are nothing more than these, but because of the direction set, Zhuge Qinuo can no longer listen and appreciate them like a normal audience. The pitch is not accurate, and the Mandarin of the lyrics is not necessarily accurate, but now every song is more than a song, it is more like a language, as if it is expressing the pain of lovesickness for many years, and every note carries the love that has never been expressed in school days, so if it is another way of expressing language, pitch and rhythm are not so important.

Singing is a subtle way to express feelings or attract attention. Zhuge Qinuo watched it with a playful heart for a while, and would rather believe that it was just his fantasy.

Ye Mingyuan, she admitted, was very charming. When they were students, he was tall and handsome, with outstanding abilities, a role model for teachers, and a sense of abstinence, but he made people unable to stop. After so many years, they have matured, and he has also matured. His charm is still the same as before, and he has a more mature feeling brought by the years.

In Zhuge Qinuo's opinion, no matter how handsome, charming, or the idol of her school days, it was normal for her to feel a little emotional when she saw him. She was like that, but it was not enough to make these women, most of whom were married, fall head over heels in love with him.

Zhuge Qinuo and Xiangfang were enjoying the show when Wu Shu suddenly opened the door and came in: "You are here? I was looking for you, come here..."

As soon as Wu Shu said this, Zhuge Qinuo knew she was going to talk about work.

"Ah, you're here so soon!" She quickly went up to Wu Shu, took her hand and pinched it.

Wu Shu was not their high school classmate, and many people present were interrupted by the arrival of this stranger.

Seeing the pause and confusion of everyone on the opposite side, Zhuge Qinuo hurriedly explained: "This is my junior high school classmate, she happens to be here too. What a coincidence, she came to have a drink with me, everyone continue." As she spoke, she pulled Wu Shu to the seat where she had just sat, and walked away tactfully.

Wu Shu naturally understood that Zhuge Qinuo was acting again, and asked softly, "What are you doing now?"

Zhuge Qinuo had already poured a glass of wine for Wu Shu.

Wu Shu: "I'm dealing with something. I don't want to drink."

"Put on a full show." Zhuge Qinuo said, "I paid for my high school classmate. Don't let them know that I opened the shop. I'll ask for a discount later. Besides, it's so rare. If I'm shameless, I'll just give it away for free. What should I do?"

"The store is yours, and you will lose money if you give up the bill." Although Wu Shu said this, her body had already relaxed. She took the wine glass and leaned against Zhuge Qinuo to talk about work. After the two of them discussed the result, she dealt with it on her phone and simply sat with Zhuge Qinuo for a while. Because Wu Shu knew that Zhuge Qinuo was not very popular with female classmates since he was a child, and she would not like the current situation, which was obviously more female than male.