r104

At noon, Yan Qiuyi did not go home for dinner.

The bus that went straight to their house from the gate of the seventeenth middle school was rerouted because of the road repair, and Yan Qiuyi couldn't find her way home, she arrived home yesterday at almost half past twelve, hungry and tired, and it was cool enough to turn on the air conditioner, and finally drank a stomach of water and went out of the house with half a slice of bread in her mouth.

She went out from the back door of the school, and when she went out was a cross-bridge rice noodle, she met Jing Yang head-on, and the two of them made an appointment to go out to eat together.

"You're not coming home at noon?"

Jing Yang unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, "My mother is not at home, and there is no one to cook at home," at the end of his melancholy tone looked at the sky and sighed, "The lives of left-behind children are miserable......

The corners of Yan Qiuyi's mouth twitched, "Left-behind children ......"

"Don't think I don't know that my uncle and aunt are usually too busy to be at home, and you and Liangliang are in a similar situation to me.5./books/1/1037/

President he is paranoid. ”

While speaking, the two walked into the rice noodle shop, this point is the meal, Yan Qiuyi found many familiar faces as soon as he entered, two or three boys in their class, and a few classmates from the elementary school attached to the normal school.

"Squad leader!"

"Yi ......"

It's quite lively, Yan Qiuyi took the hat in his hand, and the zipper of the military jacket has already been opened. She looked around to find a place to sit down, when she heard someone call her.

"Iyi, sit here! Murong Xue waved to her as he picked up the hat on the table.

"You guys eat so fast," Yan Qiuyi pulled Jing Yang over, "We just disbanded not long ago." ”

"The training task of our class is light, unlike your class, where there is an iron-faced and selfless Yang Yan King. Murong Xue wiped his mouth. Dragged the classmate who drank the last sip of soup next to him, "Let's go." ”

The classmate swallowed the soup, grabbed his hat and put it on his head, and hurried out.

Murong Xue glanced at Yan Qiuyi, then at Jing Yang, and said, "You eat slowly with Jing Yang." I'll go first. Yiyi, Xue Zihan and I are waiting for you at the school gate after school. ”

"Well, bye-bye. ”

Yan Qiuyi turned his head and asked Jing Yang, "Yes." Young Master Jing, even you know Xiao Murong. ”

"It's okay!" Jing Yang touched his hair as if he was like, making a helpless expression of 'everyone raising love'.

Jing Yang had a big appetite, ordered a cross-bridge rice noodle and asked for a meat sandwich bun. Yan Qiuyi ordered a cross-bridge rice noodle. Scoop spoonful after spoonful of chili peppers inside, then pick up the vinegar pot and sprinkle it round and round with vinegar. I can't stop baring my teeth when I see it. There was a burst of aroma wafting from the store, and they all waited for a while, and the hungry picked up the rice noodles with chopsticks, and then sighed comfortably.

"Delicious!"

"Cool!"

It's just over ten minutes. Jing Yang and Yan Qiuyi solved a lunch, and when they left, Yan Qiuyi bought two bottles of Coke from the grocery store next door, and Jing Yang habitually took both bottles of Coke in his hand. One bottle was sandwiched under his arm, and then he easily unscrewed the other bottle and handed it to Yan Qiuyi.

- He has recently been enslaved by Yan Qiuyi, and he has become accustomed to this kind of behavior.

However, Yan Qiuyi felt that he was quite innocent. She obviously couldn't unscrew the bottle cap that day, so Jing Yang remembered it for five or six days, and half of the military training had passed, and he hadn't forgotten it, and he helped her open the bottle cap as soon as he had it.

"Where are you going? Back to the classroom?" Jing Yang asked, the two of them knew each other very well, plus they had become classmates and tablemates, and they usually acted together most of the time.

Yan Qiuyi shook her head, their classmates were making a lot of noise in the classroom at noon, and they couldn't sleep well, and when her mind turned, she thought of a place.

"I'll take you somewhere, cool and quiet. ”

She was talking about Shen Fang's Yixuan Bookstore, which was very close to the back door of the school, and it was two intersections after that street. Jing Yang looked at the sign hanging at the door, and sighed, "This writing is quite good, how does it compare to what you wrote?"

Of course, it's better than what she wrote.,She has only practiced calligraphy for a total of eight years.,Just a little hot.,Look at the inscription on this brand.,The pen walks the appearance of the splendid in the chest of the dragon and snake.,At a glance, it's either longer than her.,Or more talented than her.5./books/1/10/

The Demon Queen of the Heavens: Turning on the Demon Lord to return to modern times.

"Certainly better than I did. I've only been practicing for a long time. ”

Jing Yang was surprised, "You don't know, as soon as my dad saw your words, he immediately called me and talked to me for more than 20 minutes." ”

When is this happening?Yan Qiuyi looked at Jing Yang a little confused, "What?"

Jing Yang explained, "Didn't your father frame your words at that time? Just in time for my father to inspect the Splendid Building, he took it away as soon as he saw it. He glanced at Yan Qiuyi, who didn't know, with a sad expression, "I suspect that a big reason why he took it away was to motivate me, and he has always wanted to develop me in both civil and military aspects." "There is an iron-blooded father in the family who wants his son Jackie Chan, and it is simply impossible to do it.

"Civil and military, do you want to take the top prize?"

"Do you have any exams?"

"If you want to go, I can ask you about it. ”

"I thank you!

Entering the bookstore, there was only one cashier brother reading there on the counter, Shen Fang didn't seem to be there, Yan Qiuyi walked to the middle a little bit familiarly, where there were a few sofas.

Yan Qiuyi Nunu mouthed, "How is it, this place I am looking for is good, right?"

Shen Fang walked out with a blue and white porcelain cup, "The little girl is here again?"

Yan Qiuyi likes to come to Yixuan Bookstore to nest when she has nothing to do this holiday, read books in the store, and buy books when she leaves, and the new books in her bookcase are basically bought from here. Shen Fang's personality is relatively sparse and lazy, and Yan Qiuyi is quite happy to come to this store, at least not so boring.

"Don't you sleep at noon, aren't you military training?" Shen Fang glanced at Jing Yang, "This is you...... Classmates?"

Yan Qiuyi nodded, "I didn't go home at noon, I'm at the same table, let's come to the bookstore after dinner." ”

"What's that, just pick and look at it, and I'll give you a cheaper price when you check out. Shen Fang was just like the big hawker, his casual posture was extremely incommensurate with his face.

After saying hello, Jing Yang directly took the book to the sofa to read, ready to rest by the way when he had enough rest, just now the young boss was still asking him if he wanted to bring him a blanket to cover it, the service was not too considerate and thoughtful.

I haven't seen Yan Qiuyi for a while, Shen Fang looked at it, and said a pertinent evaluation, "It's not dark, it's thin, and there is ......" He paused, his tone was still the same straightforward and unpolite, "Your clothes are so ugly!"

"I'm a military training and not a blind date, why do you look so good in clothes?" Yan Qiuyi glanced at Shen Fang with bad intentions, "You want to go on a blind date?"

"Nope!"

"Then why do you keep mentioning blind dates?"

“......”

Yan Qiuyi, who has selective amnesia, seems to have forgotten that he brought up this stubble just now.

The speakers in the bookstore play soft classical music, which is relatively quiet at this time.

Shen Fang glanced at the guzheng that was set up in the back window of the bookstore, "Can you play the music score last time?"

"I memorized it, but I didn't play it. Yan Qiuyi told the truth, she has no plans to add a guzheng at present, and she is only talking on paper about music scores, "Or I...... Try?"

Shen Fang made a casual expression and turned sideways.

(Thanks to Sesame Cat for the monthly pass, thanks to Maple Leaf Shuangyuan, Yu Yu Zhan's reward) (To be continued.) )