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After visiting the teacher, Ding Xi, Li Ran and the others invited Luo Yuchuan to have dinner together, but Luo Yuchuan declined politely.

The next day is the class reunion, and there will be a meal at that time, and no one insists on it at the moment.

Luo Yuchuan said goodbye to his old classmates and agreed to see you tomorrow.

Jiang Miao waited silently with his bicycle on the side. He didn't see Fang Xingyuan. It seemed that Fang Xingyuan disappeared after he left the downstairs of Yuan Kuohai's house.

No one asked, and everyone seemed to be used to it.

Jiang Miao didn't know whether Yuan Yingying would tell Luo Yuchuan about seeing Fang Xingyuan with him downstairs, but he made up his mind that if Luo Yuchuan didn't ask about it, he would keep his mouth shut and pretend it never happened.

Luo Yuchuan discussed with Jiang Miao, and finally decided to have dinner at a stir-fry restaurant outside the South Gate of Z University.

When Jiang Miao made an appointment with He Yu again, Luo Yuchuan acted calmly, but He Yu was very curious about Luo Yuchuan and kept looking at him quietly.

They chose a small booth for four people, Luo Yuchuan sat on one side, Jiang Miao and He Yu sat on the other side.

Luo Yuchuan handed the menu to Jiang Miao and asked him and He Yu to order. He took out his cigarette case, smoked a cigarette, but didn't light it.He hadn't smoked all afternoon, and his craving for cigarettes was a little bit up, but he was still willing to endure it, and only drank a cigarette to satisfy his cravings.

Jiang Miao and He Yu met head to head to discuss what to order.

Luo Yuchuan's eyes turned around the two of them, Jiang Miao looked up and smiled at him unexpectedly: "Senior, what do you like to eat?"

Luo Yuchuan cleared his throat: "Anything is fine, order what you like."

"Oh." Jiang Miao lowered his head to discuss with He Yu again, reported the selected dishes to the waiting waiter, and handed the menu to Luo Yuchuan, "Senior, we have ordered, you can order some more."

The stir-fry restaurant outside the university is basically a cheap restaurant for students, and there are no particularly large dishes. Luo Yuchuan also understands. He looked at the dishes that Jiang Miao and the others had ordered, and added a meat dish and a seasonal vegetable.

The waiter said, "Do you want some river prawns? Our boss fished them himself today. They are very fresh."

Luo Yuchuan was about to order a portion, but He Yu stopped him: "No, Jiang Miao can't eat shrimp, because she is allergic."

Luo Yuchuan looked at Jiang Miao in surprise, and said to the waiter, "That's all I need."

Turning around, he added some tea to Jiang Miao and He Yu's cups, and asked, "Is the allergy serious?"

He Yu hurriedly said, "That's right, something happened almost, if it wasn't for..."

While nudging He Yu with his elbow, Jiang Miao took the lighter on the table, reached out to Luo Yuchuan to light it, and looked at him without saying a word.

Luo Yuchuan froze for a moment, moved forward a little, and lit the cigarette dangling from his mouth. He thought, Jiang Miao didn't want to talk about it.

He Yu also closed his mouth and picked up his cup to drink tea.

The stir-fry restaurant served the food very quickly. After eating for a while, Luo Yuchuan asked casually, "Are you allergic to anything other than shrimp?"

Unexpectedly, he didn't let this one go, Jiang Miao bit half of a rib and didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.

It was still He Yu who reacted quickly and opened his mouth: "Not many, mango, melon, mustard... Let me think about it, what else..."

As he spoke, he turned his head and stared at Jiang Miao with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Jiang Miao spat out the bones in her mouth and coughed: "It's nothing more."

He Yu slapped his forehead: "There is also kiwi fruit, hey, I know people who are allergic to shrimp, but it's not uncommon to be allergic to fruit, right?"

Luo Yuchuan looked at Jiang Miao. Jiang Miao seemed a little embarrassed, and quietly tugged on He Yu's sleeve.

Luo Yuchuan said: "There are so many delicious things, if you can't eat these, eat something else."

He Yu nodded sharply: "That's right, some people don't think so, they must say they are picky eaters."

Jiang Miao quietly stepped on He Yu's foot under the table, and He Yu almost cried out, biting the tip of his tongue and holding back.

The table in the stir-fry restaurant was not big, and Luo Yuchuan, who was sitting across from him, naturally noticed the movement between the two of them, and looked at them calmly. At this moment, his mobile phone rang, and he saw that it was She Min calling. Yes, he left his seat and went outside to answer the phone.

He Yu hooked Jiang Miao's shoulder with one hand, and asked with a wicked smile, "Where did you know this senior? Tell me, is there something wrong with you two?"

Jiang Miao rolled his eyes at him: "Does God owe you a pen, the one that writes gossip?"

He Yu complained: "I'm concerned about you. I think this senior Luo is pretty good. Don't you have snacks? I think he is very interesting to you."

Jiang Miao stuffed a piece of pepper into He Yu's mouth: "A straight man, why care about this all day long?"

He Yu chewed the chili pepper, and continued: "I have always been a man, and I am still a single straight man. I don't want to find a girlfriend, but I care about your male-female relationship. Is it easy for me?"

Jiang Miao was silent for a while, then sighed: "The conditions are so good, I'm afraid I'm overthinking it."

He Yu patted him on the shoulder generously, then hugged him vigorously, and said, "I'm not afraid to think too much about this kind of thing, but I'm afraid not to think about it."

When he looked up, Luo Yuchuan came in after making a phone call, and glanced coldly at his arm hooked on Jiang Miao's shoulder.

He Yu inexplicably felt his scalp tense, silently retracted his arms, and then stretched out to hide it.

After dinner, He Yu went back to the dormitory, and Luo Yuchuan sent Jiang Miao home.

Today he drove the car, and it was inconvenient for foreign vehicles to enter and exit the campus of Z University, so he parked the car in a parking lot not far away.

Jiang Miao followed Luo Yuchuan to the parking lot. It was already dark, and bright yellow street lights were lit on both sides of the road. Luo Yuchuan walked in front, and the street lights cast his shadow on the ground.

The satchel was carried by Luo Yuchuan, and the camera was still carried by Jiang Miao. He stopped, opened the lens cover, pointed the lens at Luo Yuchuan, and quietly pressed the shutter.

Jiang Miao went to Hu Chengjie's studio the next day.

Yesterday when he rejected Ding Xi's request to follow up, he said that he had a work arrangement, but he was lying. At that time, he could see that Luo Yuchuan wanted to help him reject it, although he hesitated for some reason afterwards.

But I instinctively refused, firstly because of Luo Yuchuan, and secondly because what Fang Xingyuan said at the time really made him uncomfortable.

I simply contacted Hu Chengjie to borrow the computer in his studio to retouch the film.

My laptop is already old, and opening a web page is like dragging a broken car for a long time. Before Jiang Hao gave him the movies on the USB flash drive, because there were too many movies, the laptop directly gave him the video when he opened it. Card shock.

I also wanted to go to an Internet cafe, but after thinking about the environment of the Internet cafe, forget it.

Hu Chengjie's place is suitable, but today Hu Chengjie has an outside shooting job, and only Ma Nian, his assistant and makeup artist are in the studio. Hu Chengjie greeted Ma Nian and asked Jiang Miao to go directly.

When Jiang Miao arrived, Ma Nian was making preparations for the shooting, so he didn't say much when he saw him go, so he pointed to a computer in the editing room for him.

There are only two computers in the editing room, I wonder if Hu Chengjie and Ma Nian each have one.

Jiang Miao sat down in front of the computer that Ma Nian pointed to. The computer hadn't turned on yet. Jiang Miao pressed the start button and waited for the monitor to light up before realizing that the computer needed a power-on password.

"Brother Ma, please enter the password." Jiang Miao came out to find Ma Nian.

Ma Nian didn't say much, went to the computer and typed a few times on the keyboard, and the desktop background with the studio LOGO was displayed on the monitor.

Jiang Miao thanked Ma Nian, sat down and started working.

Today, Jiang Miao mainly repaired Jiang Hao's photo on the USB flash drive, which has been delayed for a long time. Although Jiang Hao didn't remind him, Jiang Miao felt very sorry.

On the USB flash drive, folders have been created according to the names of the photographers, but Jiang Miao doesn’t know if these photographers are just learning, if it’s because the composition is not good enough to choose the scene, the subject of the subject can’t be seen, or the shutter speed is wrong. It was a blur, and I took more than ten shots of the same picture repeatedly, but I couldn't see any difference.

There are probably thousands of photos stored on a USB flash drive. If each photo needs to be repaired, then the workload cannot be done in one day today.When Jiang Hao talked to him at the beginning, he only said to help fix it, but didn't say whether to delete the bad ones, so Jiang Miao sent Jiang Hao a message.

Not long after, Jiang Hao replied that he could figure it out, and delete all the bad ones.

Jiang Miao conveniently sent another question asking where the photographers took the photos.

Jiang Hao quickly replied: My dad is from the Photographic Association of Retired Veteran Cadres.

Jiang Miao couldn't laugh or cry.

After establishing the policy for editing pictures, the speed will be much faster. Some of the damaged and repeated ones will be deleted. Jiang Miao expects to finish the rest by the afternoon.

After repairing for another hour or so, Jiang Miao went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she found that the computer had automatically hibernated, and a password was required to re-enter.

He sighed softly and went out to look for Ma Nian.

On the second floor, Ma Nian was already filming for the guests. It couldn't be over for a while, and Jiang Miao couldn't interrupt, so she turned around and went downstairs quietly.

The studio is relatively free today. On the first floor, only the girl at the front desk is hiding behind the computer and playing with her mobile phone. Jiang Miao walked upstairs and downstairs, but no one came to ask him.

Jiang Miao took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Hu Chengjie to ask for the password. After thinking about it, she put the phone back.

He walked to the tea room, found a paper cup and poured a cup of hot water, and sat on a small stool to wait for the water to cool.

After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, the phone vibrated in his pocket, and Jiang Miao hurriedly took it out, but it was Wu Xia who called.

Wu Xia took advantage of the continuous vacation made up by shift shifts these days to go home, and counting the time, it's almost time to go back.

"Miaomiao, what kind of stuffed buns do you like to eat?" Wu Xia asked loudly as soon as the call was connected.

Jiang Miao was stunned: "What bun?"

Wu Xia clicked his tongue: "My mother made the buns, asked me to bring you some, and there are a lot of delicious ones, you can tell me, what kind of stuffing do you like, pork and green onion, pure meat, and lamb, Which do you like?"

Jiang Miao smiled. He could tell that Wu Xia was in a good mood, so he said, "You help me decide, which one do you like?"

"My mother's buns are all delicious. Forget it, I'll bring you some. Anyway, I've stuffed a few big buns for me, and there are a lot of them."

"Okay. When will you come back?"

"Today, the bus in the afternoon, hey, Mom, don't let it go." Wu Xia took the phone away, seemed to say a few words to his mother, and then said to the phone, "I won't tell you, my mother It’s about letting me move the house, hey, by the way, you are at home today, when I get there, you go downstairs to pick it up, there are too many things.”

Jiang Miao smiled and said, "No problem."

After the phone call, Jiang Miao felt that his depressed mood seemed to be getting better. He picked up the paper cup and took a sip of the warm water.

"Sister Sun." The voice of the girl at the front desk sounded outside. It should be that Sun Qian has returned.

Jiang Miao threw the paper cup into the trash can, got up and went out: "Sister Qian."

Sun Qian nodded to him: "Have you finished repairing the picture?"

"No."

Jiang Miao told about the password, Sun Qian was stunned for a moment, and said, "Let me open it for you."

Sun Qian entered the retouching room, typed the password on the keyboard, turned to Jiang Miao and said, "Take your time, and call me if you need anything."

Jiang Miao thanked her, Sun Qian waved her hand and went out.

Jiang Miao looked at the time in the lower right corner of the monitor. It was almost lunch time. He heard the girl at the front desk calling to order lunch. The U disk was ejected, and the computer was turned off.

Jiang Miao walked out of the retouching room and looked at the front desk. The girl at the front desk was still playing with her mobile phone with her head down. There was no one else on the first floor, so Jiang Miao went up to the second floor.

The two studios on the second floor are next to each other. Jiang Miao had seen the one where Ma Nian was working in the back before, so he walked inside. As soon as he reached the corner, he saw Sun Qian and Ma Nian standing near the door. say.

Sun Qian's voice was not loud but clear: "...you are a small weapon."

Ma Nian didn't know what to say back, Sun Qian raised her hand and pinched his arm, Ma Nian didn't hide, and the two laughed again.

Both of them turned their backs to the door, and neither of them paid attention to the direction Jiang Miao was standing in.

Jiang Miao turned around quietly, and went downstairs slowly with light steps.

After going down the stairs, he stood for a while, then turned and shouted upstairs, "Sister Qian!"

Sun Qian walked towards the corridor in response, stood by the railing on the second floor and looked down: "Is there something wrong with Xiao Jiang?"

Jiang Miao shook the USB flash drive in her hand with a smile, and said, "I'm almost done, I'll go back first."

Sun Qian was stunned, and was about to go down: "So fast? It's been a while, let's go after eating."

She leaned over to look at the front desk and shouted, "Little sister, order an extra box lunch."

Jiang Miao hurriedly walked out while talking: "No, I still have something to do. Thank you, Sister Qian. I'll go first."

Sun Qian stood on the stairs and sighed regretfully: "You just leave as you please."

After passing the security check, looking for a seat in the waiting room, Wu Xia looked at the large and small bags piled up at his feet, and let out a long breath.

He hasn't been back for almost three months. When he came back this time, his mother told him that he had lost weight. She fed him every day at home with the goal of raising a pig. Big bag to eat.

Every minute is maternal love, heavy.

Wu Xia called his mother and reported that he had passed the security check and was waiting for the bus. After hanging up the phone, he looked around. There were not too many people in the waiting room. The pile of luggage at the feet took a photo and sent it to Moments, with the word "mother's expectation".

After a while, someone commented: "Hoping a child will become a pig".

Wu Xia was laughing and arguing with someone in the comments, when she heard a frivolous but somewhat familiar voice beside her.

"Yo, who am I talking about, isn't this our little Angkor?"

Wu Xia's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face, followed by three or four horse boys who had similar obscene temperament as him.

Wu Xia sneered, "Shrimp boy."

"What Shrimp Boy? Be careful what you say." A horse boy with a Mohawk hair next to him shouted immediately, "This is Brother Shrimp."

Wu Xia glanced at them disdainfully, said nothing, lowered her head and continued to browse Moments.

The boys were obviously annoyed by his attitude, and they took a step forward to surround him.

Qiu Xiaoxia stretched out his hand to stop him, and gave a cold "huh", and the boys stopped still.

"Hey," Wu Xia chuckled, "Shrimp boy is quite impressive now."

Qiu Xiaoxiapi chuckled without laughing: "It's okay, I'm just going to make a living in the city. Why, are you going back to the provincial capital?"

Wu Xia didn't speak, and continued to play with her mobile phone as if she didn't hear it.

The horse boys were about to move again, Qiu Xiaoxia glanced at them sullenly, waved his hand, turned and walked to the other side, and the horse boys quickly followed.

Qiu Xiaoxia sat down on the empty seat not far away, crossed his legs, and looked at Wu Xia gloomily.

The big name Qiu Xiaoxia, nicknamed Xiazi, is now called Brother Xia, and he has some old grievances with Wu Xia.

At that time, Wu Xia was still a rebellious teenager in the second grade, learning to be a hooligan, mixing with some idle young people on the street, Qiu Xiaoxia was the younger brother of a certain elder brother at the time, and formed a relationship with Wu Xia because of chasing a girl.

Speaking of that matter, Wu Xia is purely a backer.

He didn't know that girl before, but he was good-looking, and he was very attractive to young girls with his cool and ruffian vibes. The one Qiu Xiaoxia wanted to chase was also one of Wu Xia's fans.

That girl is also a mean-spirited girl, and she doesn't say well when she refuses. She just wants to make fun of her, saying that when Qiu Xiaoxia can make Wu Xia's face, she will agree.

This is slapping people in the face.

Qiu Xiaoxia was born with a handsome face with sharp teeth and a protruding mouth. He also knew that he was not good-looking. He was mentally prepared to be rejected by the girl he liked, but he couldn't swallow it when he was compared with Wu Xia. .

Isn't he just a little boy?

Inexplicably, Wu Xia has such an enemy.He is also arrogant, at first he didn't know why Qiu Xiaoxia couldn't get along with him, but later he found out that it was the reason, when he saw Qiu Xiaoxia again, he smiled and asked, do you want to introduce you to a plastic surgeon?

The two of them fought tit for tat for more than half a year, until Wu Xia was taken home for education, then changed his gender and started to study again, and went to the provincial capital to study in a junior college.

These years, Qiu Xiaoxia was also in the provincial capital, helping people to watch the scene, and gradually he had a younger brother. He felt that he was doing well, and when he came back occasionally, it was like returning home. Unexpectedly, when he met Wu Xia, he would not be taken seriously. one.

What's more, people are more pissed off than others.

As he got older, Qiu Xiaoxia also learned how people rely on clothes, and he tidied up his head and face. His overall appearance has improved a lot compared to before, but compared with Wu Xia, it pales in comparison.

Old grudges and new grudges come together, Qiu Xiaoxia is not a broad-minded person.

He hooked his fingers to call Mohawk closer, and whispered in Mohawk's ear for a while.

It didn't take long for the station to notify the ticket checker to get on the bus. Wu Xia picked up the big bags and queued up on the bus. He was busy putting things on the luggage rack, but he didn't notice that Qiu Xiaoxia and his group got on the bus after him and passed behind him.

Qiu Xiaoxia took a few younger brothers to occupy the seats at the back of the bus, and watched Wu Xia put away his luggage and sit down, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.