Chapter 132: Calm and Warm

"This one...... Will see what will see...... What ...... classics" Cheng Ran said, and then asked, "Who are you watching it with?"

After all, there are some inappropriate shots in this film, and basically in the end, Celine Dion doesn't cry and the death doesn't pay for her life The high-pitched singing of the Irish bagpipes is on the battlefield, wave after wave of tear gas, which is simply the welfare of male compatriots, basically the girls cry in a hurry, and at this time, people who borrow shoulders and scarves next to them will always be particularly impressed.

But Cheng Ran actually knew that even if Jiang Hongshao was very moved, she might not be able to do this kind of thing, even so, she still cared more about who she would watch with.

As a result, Jiang Hongshao's soft voice of "uh......" came from the microphone.

!?

What does this mean? I don't want to say it? Cheng Ran inexplicably gave birth to a shadow in his heart.

At this time, a head suddenly flashed out at the door, Yao Beibei.

Chinese New Year's Eve generally does not close the door in the corridor, after all, there are so many people in the house, adults pay attention to opening the door and breathing, occasionally there are neighbors to borrow stools, borrow some firewood, rice, oil and salt, and string each other's doors, and keep the year to be lively.

Yao Beibei came out with some girls in the compound, Yang Xia and Liu Ying were behind her at this time, and everyone usually made an appointment to come out to play, set off firecrackers, and watch the fireworks after dinner. Yao Beibei probed into the door of the house, and happened to see Cheng Ran who was talking on the phone in the living room, and his eyes were on the same page, Yao Beibei, who was a snoop himself, was startled at first, and then caught Ling Ling and shouted in, "Cheng Ran......! Yang Xia's mother has a relationship with the cinema, you can buy tickets with a phone call, and she will invite us to watch the ...... tomorrow afternoon."

Crossing Yao Beibei, I saw Yang Xia and Liu Ying behind, today the girls are deliberately wearing new clothes, Liu Ying is wearing a sweater, cotton culottes and tights, small leather shoes, Yang Xia's hair is tied into a strand by the elastic band rope of two cartoon balls, and the hat on the back edge of the sweatshirt is as soft and curly as a kitten, and the lower body is black slacks and a pair of white sneakers, which looks fresh and compelling. When Cheng Ran looked over, she touched him, and her eyes gently turned to the upper left corner, as if looking at the spider webs on the corridor, and moved away.

Cheng Ran stretched out his finger and pointed to the microphone to signal himself to call, but Cheng Ran's mother went out and said hello to the girls in the compound.

Jiang Hongshao's voice came from the other end of the microphone, "It's quite popular...... You are the political commissar of the Red Women's Army...... needless to say, Yao Beibei's words have been listened to.

Cheng Ran has a black line, but there is something special in this voice, this is ...... A little sour?

Then Lao Jiang's voice narrowed, "Where have you and Yang Xia progressed? Have you confessed to her......?"

Cheng Ran was stunned and said, "What kind of thing is it, why do you still mention this." Jiang Hongshao and Liu Ying used to be friends, and when she came to the courtyard to play, she basically belonged to the listener, many people who wanted to talk to her, and these things in the courtyard were no secret to her.

"Among the people who invited, you are a boy, and your status is very special......

I have to admit that Lao Jiang's voice is good, but always holding a gun with a stick implies a sharp edge, just like the cool wind before a storm. I always feel that this girl's words are full of oppression, Cheng Ran is a reborn person, how can she be so restrained, so she plans to fight back, "Jealous?"

"Huh!?" Old Jiang paused in astonishment, and then there was a shallow laugh on the phone.

"When you're talking nonsense again, stupid ......"

Cheng Ran is speechless, I have to admit that some people are born different, Jiang Hongshao is obviously only seventeen years old, but that keen wisdom and maturity have completely surpassed her peers.

Lao Jiang's voice on the phone suddenly became gentle and calm, "Cheng Ran, in fact, there are many things that you don't have to resist, at this age, it's best to go with the flow, even if it's a happy performance, an all-out exam, or a heart-pounding love." Hunger is the best seasoning, and so is life. After suffering, I realized that happiness is not easy to come by. After crying and pain, things are more unforgettable. Silly ...... will grow. There are some things that must be experienced at the best age, and life will be much more meaningful. ”

Cheng Ran said, "Are you doing psychological construction of early love with me, okay, my side is not what you think...... What's the matter, there is a heart in Rongcheng?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Jiang Hongshao's voice is much lighter, "Not yet...... That's all I mean. ”

"It means that if you are tempted, you won't resist?"

"Uh-huh...... Maybe he'll take the initiative!"

Cheng Ran thought for a while, "Let's bring the topic back, who are you going to the movies with?"

"Ah...... Think about it, Zhang Dongwei, Liu Ping, Wang Ruofu......"

The more I listened, the more it didn't taste Cheng Ran interrupted, "...... These seem to be all male names...... Before, you said that I was the political commissar of the Red Women's Army, so what are you...... Become a team manager?"

Jiang Hongshao chuckled, "Cheng Ran, you have a lot of revenge. I don't understand this 'weak water 3000'......"

"'Three thousand weak water' is followed by 'only take one scoop to drink,'" Cheng Ran groaned, "this...... Have your scoop?"

"Your horizons are just not broad enough!" Lao Jiang said righteously over there, "There are three thousand weak waters, and the sea is full of pouring, you should take a lot of scoops...... How can one scoop be enough, or I'll send you a big truckload so much. ”

Cheng Ran: "Hehe...... Guess I can't beat you to death. ”

Jiang Hongshao's voice was soft, "If you are willing to do it, you can do it......"

"Okay, okay, stupid, I won't tease you. Jiang Hongshao immediately smiled, "We are organized by the school to watch movies, so there are a lot of people, stupid." ”

Cheng Ran suddenly realized that the Titanic was also popular all over the country at this time, similar to a super high school like Rongcheng No. 10 Middle School, it seems reasonable for the school to organize a movie.

After thinking for a while, Cheng Ran smacked and said, "Why do I always feel like I've been tricked by you?"

Jiang Hongshao only smiled on the other end of the phone, "Because I'm talented, well, the word 'routine' is used very well and is very interesting." ”

"Okay, my mom called me. We'll talk about that another day. ”

"Cheng Ran, the vast sea maintains a river tide...... Happy New Year. ”

Cheng Ran was stunned for a moment and responded, "Happy New Year." ”

"I wish you a happy and satisfying movie in the girls' pile...... Bye, bye!"

"Hey......!"

……

Hung up the phone.

The sky over Rongcheng is full of fireworks.

The family was also full of friends, and her mother greeted her to say hello to an elder who had come to see her, and she passed over generously.

Winter goes to spring and ends the year, and the wind and snow are talking and laughing.

Jiang Hongshao looked back at the phone and smiled.

The New Year changes the old year, as if no matter how quickly time changes, there is always a place that makes people calm and warm.