Moon and people are still

It is indeed a script received by big names, and it is indeed a movie directed by a great director. Whether it is the scene or the character setting, it is very attractive to the audience.

Accompanied by the rumbling background, the male number two suddenly stepped forward and snatched the gun from the first male number one's hand, and put it on the head of the first male number one, a line called "Your mother is actually an undercover agent sent by us, not your biological mother" , and jumped out from the mouth of the first male in a tight and rhythmic manner. At the moment when the second male lost his mind for a second because of these words, the first male moved again, and a tilt of his head flashed under the arm of the second male. The gun in his hand fell, and he leaned into his ear and said, "Your woman is too."

The woman he was talking about kicked in the door suddenly, and just as the first man said, he shot the second man's leg mercilessly.

The expression on the face of the male number two can be described as wonderful.

After this non-urinating plot ended, I realized that my whole body became tense with the tension of the movie. I sat upright, holding a bucket of popcorn tightly in my arms, frowning He opened his mouth slightly and stared at the screen.

After this episode ended, I realized that I existed in that world, so I paused, shut my mouth, and immediately turned to look at Jing Yi.

And Jing Yi was leaning on the back of the chair, not watching a movie, but looking at me with interest in his eyes.

I smiled awkwardly, wondering if I had done something inappropriate during the period just now.

I chuckled, and handed over the popcorn that I had taken for myself at some point: "I can't eat it."

With such a movement, I realized that there were only three or two popcorn left in the bucket, and there was a thin layer of unexploded corn kernels dangling around...

I smiled at Jing Yi again.

After the movie ended, we went out together. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor made me tighten my clothes. While riding the escalator, Jing Yi answered the phone. Judging from her relaxed tone, I should be able to conclude that the person on the other end of the phone was her friend. .

Because I was there, Jing Yi dismissed the other party with a few words, and finally the other party seemed to ask about this movie.

"A movie." When Jing Yi said this, he turned his head and glanced at me, then smiled: "It's pretty good."

Because on Friday, I didn't let Jing Yi take me back to school, but went home.

When I got home, I opened the door and saw that besides my parents, my uncle's family was also there.

When my mother went to the living room, the fruit just passed me and entered the door. She looked at me for a second, then at my clothes for a second, and burst out laughing.

"Yo, Lao Cheng, is this our daughter?"

When Lao Cheng heard this, his eyes shifted from the TV to my side, and he suddenly let out a laugh that I couldn't understand.

I:……

I went forward angrily, first called out my uncle and aunt politely, then stood in front of my parents, with my hips on my waist, and asked, "Doesn't it look good!"

My dad smiled even more happily: "It looks good, ha ha ha."

I:……

Good-looking is good-looking, haha ​​what haha.

Before this, I didn't think there was anything wrong with my outfit. People have to experience growth, and growth requires a change of style. Through the eyes of my roommate and Jing Yi, I think it's advisable for me to change my style this time, but my father said so. Lol, it creeps me out a bit.

So I went back to the room and looked in the mirror vigorously a few times. I might have fallen into a vortex where I was a little fairy. No matter how I looked, I felt good.

So I called Jing Yi with dissatisfaction.

She picked it up quickly, and I didn't exchange greetings. I grabbed the skirt and swayed around in the mirror, then asked, "Does my dress look good today?"

After Jing Yi paused for a second, he replied, "It looks good, this style suits you quite well."

I snorted in my heart, I only blamed my father, an old antique, for not understanding.

After Jing Yi finished speaking, he asked again: "What stimulated you?"

I just realized that I was in a wonderful atmosphere of anger.

In fact, I struggled with wearing this dress for a long time. Although girls like to take other people's opinions, after they decide something, they definitely hope that other people's opinions are also positive, and those who are negative must be treated as fart.

My dad's farts stink.

When Jing Yi asked me this question, I suddenly calmed down, and then I thought about it, whether calling her so excitedly would be regarded as a psychopath, or a child.

I coughed, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "Are you home?"

She said: "I didn't go back, I met some friends tonight."

I oh.

She asked, "Who said you don't look good?"

I pursed my lips: "My dad."

She smiled: "After all, I'm an adult, how can I understand these things, well, I'm driving, you look really good today, I didn't lie to you."

After hanging up the phone, I looked in the mirror a few more times. Since Jing Yi said she looked good and she said she didn't lie to me, it was good-looking.

Because I was comforted and in a good mood, I changed my clothes while whistling.

Why do you need to change clothes? After all, women are the ones who please themselves. My dad doesn't know how to appreciate me so much, so I will show him in home clothes.

After going out, my mother asked me how I changed my clothes, but before I could answer, my uncle said, "Ke Ke is in love."

I can actually deny it right away, but I thought of Jing Yi.

So this denial failed to reach their ears in time, and they laughed, so I missed the opportunity to explain, and if I said no, they didn't believe it anymore.

The uncle immediately added: "It's okay, your parents are very open-minded in this regard, and you are not too young."

I:……

Me: "I'm not in love..."

After dinner, the adults watched the news and chatted, and left the little niece to me.

My niece is 6 years old. I don’t know if other children are as active as her. If it is true, then it’s no wonder that the roommates hate bear children so much. One night, they either pull me to tell stories or pull me Singing and dancing, as well as writing and drawing, never stop for a moment.

The point is that she is very attached to me. After I made thousands of excuses to return my niece to my uncle, she would still follow me in the next second, calling me aunt and aunt, which almost made me suspect that I have a special fragrance on me, which is very attractive. She, makes me want to take a shower right away.

Exhausted from being tossed all night, I collapsed on the bed after taking a shower and fell asleep. I woke up naturally at 7 o'clock the next day.

I yawned and looked at my phone, it was full of He Yuan's news.

I chatted with her for a while yesterday, and fell asleep without being able to hold on.

I opened WeChat and sent her a morning message.

Unexpectedly, she also woke up, sent me a morning post, asked me why I was crying yesterday, and didn't reply to her.

Speaking of this, I immediately became sad again. The arm that held my niece yesterday seemed to be still hurting.

Me: It wasn't just my uncle last night who made me cry.

Me: And my niece from last night.

He Yuan: Hahahaha you are poisonous.

He Yuan asked me how I was doing with Jing Yi yesterday, and I reviewed the whole process of watching the movie yesterday, except for a few episodes where I was sexually obsessed, it seemed that I had nothing to do with Jing Yi.

So I replied: nothing.

She let out a sigh of disappointment, and then gave me a link, asking me to vote for the lady she likes.

It doesn't matter such a shot, why are the young ladies so good-looking and so cute.

The weekend is always very short, so short that I press the Enter key, and the weekend is over.

The weekend is over.

At the class meeting on Sunday night, the squad leader said that the college will hold a farewell party for the senior year next month in the auditorium. He also said that we will have a program in the year section, and asked everyone if they have any suggestions to tell him.

This incident had nothing to do with us ordinary people. I was playing games on my mobile phone when I was suddenly called by the class on the podium.

"cocoa."

I look up at her.

The whole class turned to look at me, and even the counselor who didn't know when to appear by the back door also turned to look at me.

I hurriedly put the phone away, feeling the vibration from the game over in my pocket with distress.

The monitor said, "I heard you can play the piano."

I replied: "I won't."

The monitor laughed after listening to it, and raised his eyebrows at me across half of the classroom: "I've seen the video of your performance in high school."

I swallowed, and let out an ah.

The squad leader gave me a wicked smile, and then winked at me: "Ban Chong, is there a show?"

Not only the monitor, but even the counselor looked at me expectantly.

I coughed and looked for another escape route: "The show may not be released, but I can cooperate. If you need me, try to find me, accompaniment or something."

The squad leader blew me a kiss after listening.

After returning to the dormitory after the meeting, the class leader posted the video of my high school performance in the class group. I don’t know which of my high school alumni betrayed me. All I can do at the moment is chew on a biscuit and curse him.

I hope that my dear classmates will not make those strange expressions of mine in the close-up clips into emoticons.

This matter was discussed in the group for a few minutes before being brushed over by a new topic.Just when I thought the show had nothing to do with me and forgot about it, the monitor suddenly knocked on me privately one afternoon.

Monitor: Dear Coco.

Me: What's the matter?

Class leader: The program is set, but you are not assigned to our school. There are seniors and sisters in the third year of the next-door school who want to dance, and they say that there is just a lack of someone like you.

Me: I haven't touched the piano for a long time.

Me: Can I say no?

Monitor: The business card has been sent to the senior, so I'm leaving.

I:……

Sure enough, after exiting the chat interface with the monitor, a new friend was displayed at the bottom. I hesitated for a few seconds and clicked to add, and the other end quickly sent me a school girl.

Me: Hello, senior.

Senior: Your monitor must have told you.

Me: Say something.

Me: Are you the senior who is dancing?

Senior: No, I am the senior playing with you. I play the violin and you play the piano. We are in the corner and we are supporting roles.

After he finished speaking, he sent me the score without any gaps.

I:……

There is really no room for rejection, I scratched my head, and was about to click on the score to take a look, but I heard Huang Ye let out a surprised cry from a distance of one meter away.

"Teacher Jing actually joined the class!"

I immediately quit and clicked into the class group, and the group has exploded at this moment, starting from the gray sentence "The study committee invites Jing Yi to join the group", the screen was crazily swiped, all welcoming our Goddess Jing.

I licked my lips, stepped out and clicked on her profile picture.

Me: Welcome to the group.

Jing Yi quickly replied to me, and added a series of ellipsis: ... I made a mistake.

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