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Since the school was on holiday, Duan Zhuo hadn't clicked on the calendar again, and hadn't had the time to check Moments. When he woke up early this morning and received greetings from his classmates, he realized that it was already New Year's Eve.

Chinese New Year is coming soon.

He got out of bed and opened the curtains to the maximum. The morning light was twilight, the sky was hazy, and there were no clouds. Listening carefully, there seemed to be the sound of firecrackers and fireworks near the school, which might have been set off by the surrounding merchants.

On the way to the studio by bicycle, he saw some merchants selling fireworks and firecrackers at the door of the store. There were children holding the hands of adults and gathered in front of the stalls to choose the fireworks they liked. A lot of New Year's goods.

The waiting sofa in the barber shop is rarely full of people; the parking space at the entrance of the supermarket is full, and everyone who comes out must have a lot of things in their hands; the owner of the snack shop also puts the roasted sweet potato machine and cotton The sugar machine was pushed outside.

When Duan Zhuo rode by, he smelled a sweet smell, squeezed the brake slightly, and slowed down a little.

In fact, since he was a child, he didn't have much emotion for these festive days that symbolized reunion. He didn't have the impression of celebrating the New Year with his family, and he didn't know what his classmates said, being fed to ten pounds by his grandmother. experience.During the Chinese New Year, he was either doing homework or working part-time.

From New Year's Eve to Spring Festival, for him, it is nothing more than a transition from today to tomorrow, nothing special.

But this year, his mood was very different from before, because he remembered what Jiang Sui said two days ago that he would go back to school after the competition.

If I remember correctly, today is the last match day.

Maybe they'll spend a year together?

Thinking of this, Duan Zhuo was looking forward to tonight, the corners of his mouth grinned, and his feet accelerated unconsciously.

Suddenly, an uncle holding candied haws passed by in his corner of the eye, and he hurriedly braked to turn around. The uncle on the other side of the road seemed to feel his gaze and stopped.

When the green light came on, Duan Zhuo hurried over and stopped in front of the uncle.

"How do you sell strawberries?"

"The big one is 25, and the small one is fifteen."

Without hesitation, Duan Zhuo picked out the biggest and most popular ones, and put them into the kraft paper bag that the uncle handed him.

On New Year's Eve, the studio was not more relaxed than usual, but even busier. Everyone didn't even have time to eat. The main reason was that Yang Siqi took an urgent order the day before yesterday.

The merchant originally sold women's clothing, and was a long-term partner of the studio. Due to business expansion, it began to sell men's clothing. The boss of this business may be relying on the large quantity of orders, and Yang Siqi is sure that Yang Siqi will not refuse, so he is a bit unscrupulous.

The request was that as many photos were taken and uploaded, all new ones must be uploaded at the end of the month, which meant that they were only given more than two weeks to take pictures and retouch them, and the time was particularly tight.

Yang Siqi took this order because she didn't want to do away with the other party's face. Unexpectedly, during the Chinese New Year, there was an accident-the family of the mixed-race model who had been working with the store had a car accident, and said that she would go back to her hometown and not earn the money. money.

Human life is at stake, and Yang Siqi is not easy to hold on to people, but she worries about the boxes of goods unloaded from the van.

"There are 540 pieces in total," the unloading driver handed the list to Yang Siqi, "Do you want someone to order it?"

Yang Siqi rubbed her temples.

It's Chinese New Year, almost all the studios are on holiday, and she can't find help from her peers, let alone find a temporary male model. She turned her head and cast her eyes on Duan Zhuo.

"Can I work overtime at night?" Yang Siqi stood in front of Duan Zhuo, raised her head slightly, "On the basis of three times the salary, I will reward you with an extra [-]."

If Duan Zhuo had heard such news yesterday, he would have grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears, but not today. He confirmed with Jiang Sui at noon that they would celebrate the New Year together in the evening. on the way.

He took off the sweater on his body, shook it aside, and then picked up a different color and put it on his body without wasting a second.

"Sorry, I have an appointment tonight."

The turbulent emotions of the young man flowed from the eyebrows and eyes, Yang Siqi saw it, and asked with a smile: "Are you dating a girlfriend?"

For the first time, Duan Zhuo was dazed because of these three words. He wanted to laugh, but he said with restraint: "It's a roommate."

"Hey, roommates." Yang Siqi said with a sigh of relief after hearing this, "Several people, call me over, I'll get you a projector, and you can watch the Spring Festival Gala with them while taking pictures."

The proposal sounds okay, but Duan Zhuo would like to do other things with Jiang Sui, such as setting off fireworks, lying under the covers together, eating melon seeds and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

At the end of the conversation, Yang Siqi sincerely clasped her hands together: "Sister Suan, can you please help me? Do me a favor."

Duan Zhuo suddenly discovered that many things have something in common. Yang Siqi took over the order for the next cooperation, and he had to make compromises for the whole holiday work.

Looking at the kraft paper bag on the chair, Duan Zhuo sighed and said, "That's fine."

Jiang Sui got off the bus and walked back to the student apartment alone with his luggage. Cheng Ziyao bought a ticket early and flew back to his hometown this morning.

At this time in previous years, Jiang Sui and his parents would have been in Heilongjiang, but this year's plan has changed. Jiang Yu got the first grade in the exam, and Jiang Junhui fulfilled his promise and took her out for a trip. The whole family will spend this Spring Festival in Sanya.

There are still a few days left for the booked ticket for the third day of the Lunar New Year, and he plans to stay in the dormitory for two days before going back, because during the Chinese New Year, Zhao Ruizhi arranges a lot of family affairs for him.

Cleaning up and visiting relatives and friends are essential. It takes a whole day to go, and there is no space for yourself. After thinking about it, it is most comfortable to stay in school.

He went upstairs and just unloaded his luggage when he received a call from Duan Zhuo, saying that he had to work overtime at night.

Hearing the reason, he was a little annoyed, and he was in no mood to pack his luggage. He frowned and complained, "Why is your boss so inhumane? She won't let you rest if she doesn't rest. How can you force people to go to work on New Year's Eve?"

"Hmm... It's not coercion. She paid me three times the salary, and I took it as a favor for her." Duan Zhuo seemed to sense his emotions, and comforted him in turn, "You think, I'll give you a sigh of relief." It’s a good deal to earn money for several days, I used to work in KTV, and the overtime during the holidays was only [-] times.”

Jiang Sui was very disdainful: "What's so great about triple salary."

The person at the other end suddenly stopped talking, and remained silent for a few seconds. Just when Jiang Sui was about to ask what was going on, Duan Zhuo spoke softly and said, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Sui was stunned, his heart seemed to be caught by something, and he felt very uncomfortable. He often forgot that Duan Zhuo was different from him. In many cases, there was actually no choice.

Through the screen, he could imagine Duan Zhuo lowering his head and saying these three words helplessly, perhaps mixed with a lot of self-blame.

"Idiot," Jiang Sui said with a smile, "I didn't blame you, why apologize?"

After hanging up the phone, Duan Zhuo dragged a box of underwear to the back of the curtain. This is a simple dressing room. After the three boxes of underwear are finished, he will shoot the men's clothing that was newly sent today.

Over the past few days, the corners of his mouth have become stiff with laughter, and now the photographer doesn't let him smile anymore, so he is asked to act cool.

The flash light made his eyes sore. In a trance, he seemed to hear Jiang Sui's voice. He suspected that he was thinking too much and had auditory hallucinations. But after a while, the laughter sounded again, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to him getting closer.

He told the photographer to pause for a while, then put on his clothes and ran out to have a look. After seeing the person coming, he was taken aback, and then laughed.

"How did you find this?"

"Is it difficult?" Jiang Sui walked towards him slowly, "I searched for nearby photography studios on the map, and saw that this one was open, so I came here to try my luck. I didn't expect to see my senior sister as soon as I entered the door. .”

Yang Siqi looked at Jiang Sui without hesitation and said, "Are all young boys so good at keeping fit?"

Lin Jiawen said: "He is also a sports student, he seems to be... short track speed skating, right?"

"Ah."

Duan Zhuo immediately brought Jiang Sui to the studio, trying to hand him the candied haws that had been stored for a day, but the moment he grabbed the bag, he felt something was wrong, the paper bag seemed not as hard as it was in the morning.

When he opened the bag, he suddenly remembered that the air conditioner was always on in the studio, and the maltose outside had turned into syrup.

"It seems that I can't eat it." Duan Zhuo stuffed it back regretfully, "Forget it, I'll buy it for you next time I meet you."

While he was talking, Jiang Sui had already grabbed the bunch of strawberries, pushed one into his mouth, and said with a smile, "It's quite sweet."

Duan Zhuo didn't quite believe it, fearing that the taste would be bad, Jiang Sui insisted on stuffing it, so he said, "Let me have a taste too."

Jiang Sui fed the strawberry sideways, and when Duan Zhuo bit it off, he asked, "Right?"

The outer layer of sugar has not completely melted, and some places are a little bit crunchy, but the taste is okay.

Watching them finish eating strawberries and candied haws, the photographer couldn't help asking: "Can we continue?"

"Oh!" Duan Zhuo hurriedly wiped his mouth and ran over.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jiang Sui asked.

Qin An said: "You can be a model like him, just as we need one urgently."

Jiang Sui was stunned, and pointed to his nose: "Is it okay if I don't have experience?"

Qin Yu pouted towards Duan Zhuo: "He had no experience when he came here."

Jiang Sui really wanted to help Duan Zhuo get things done as soon as possible, so he said without hesitation: "Okay, if you think it's okay, then I'm fine." Then he took off his coat: "Come on, which one will come first."

Another photographer in the studio is African, he looked Jiang Sui up and down, blew a hooligan whistle and said, "Whatahotass."

Jiang Sui's English probably stopped at the junior high school level, and he looked at a loss: "What the hell is he talking about?"

Lin Jiawen explained from the side: "He praised your butt for being sexy."

"Really?" Jiang Sui Ting was amused, and touched his butt with his backhand, "I think so too, our project is like this, the legs and buttocks are more developed."

Yang Siqi said: "I also feel that your buttocks are trained really well, why don't you try to shoot our men's underwear..."

Duan Zhuo decisively stopped her: "He doesn't shoot that."