Fang Jing's words refreshed Xiao Wenjing's understanding of Fang Wei, she couldn't believe that she chatted with her until midnight last night, and that thoughtful and well-behaved child would be the unconscious ghost in Fang Jing's mouth.

Sipped her chopsticks, Xiao Wenjing said lightly: "I think you should communicate well, Fang Wei is not this kind of person." ”

"You'll be away all year round in the future, and you won't have much time to go home, so you should take time to come out with her, I heard her say that you buy a lot of homework every time for her to do it, and whoever can stand it. ”

"Xiao Xiao, you don't understand this. When it comes to education, Hong Fang chatted and put down the chopsticks and replied seriously, "Homework is the source of children's happiness." ”

"Since the last time I listened to Fang Jing's words, I bought a few catties of homework for my baby at home, and now I heard my wife say that there is a lot of peace at home, and the roots of my ears are quiet. ”

"That's it, Sister Jing doesn't understand, how can you have as much experience in this area as I do, and I don't know who Fang Wei is? ”

"Besides, it's not a hard job to do homework, didn't you see that it says Happy Winter Vacation?

"Yes. There was a weak answer from the kitchen, followed by a chopping sound, "Bang bang bang!"

"Tap it, and you're about to cut through the cutting board. ”

"Got it, I'll chop the green onion for you. ”

Fang Jing: ......

Listening to this voice, I don't know if I think it's chopping bones, who is cutting green onions so hard?

……

On the weekend, at five o'clock in the afternoon, the football field of the county No. 1 middle school was filled with dense chairs, and banners were pulled on the two-meter-high rostrum, and a background board was pasted with photos of the square scene.

The school teacher is adjusting the sound equipment, Fang Jing is makeup, outside the school, people began to come in one after another, looking at the age of the students, after a while, the football field 4,000 seats were all full, and the runway was squatted a lot, they were boarding students, no need to buy tickets, bring their own benches.

"The Rainy Season at the Age of Seventeen"

"We share the same expectations"

"Hug tightly, hug each other. ”

At 5:20, Fang Jing opened on time, first singing a song about the seventeen-year-old rainy season, and then childhood, running, the wind is up, and the story of time......

At the end of the song, my voice was hoarse, and when I looked up at the sky, Nima, why hasn't it been dark yet?

Offstage, Xiao Wenjing helped record the video, Fang Jing's first concert was messed up, and the song was almost finished but the time had not yet arrived.

It was originally scheduled to be an hour and a half, but now that it is only half over, she didn't stand up and remind her from beginning to end, this is what Yang Ning explained, and she has to hone Fang Jing well.

"Ahem, thank you all for cheering. Fang Jing really couldn't sing, so he could only rely on talking to ease down for a while.

"I am very fortunate to come to No. 1 Middle School to hold the first concert in my life, and this is a place that many of our students yearn for. ”

"I was also admitted here that year, but in the end there was no fate, which is a pity, but today I saw a lot of acquaintances in the audience. ”

Fang Jing pointed to Chen Jinpeng on the chair standing on the runway, "That's Chen Jinpeng, my former tablemate." ”

"There is also this beautiful and cute girl in the front row, this is Jin Xiaomei, the representative of our English department, and the one in the third row wearing a green sweatshirt is my classmate Yan Jing in the second year of junior high school. ”

"Now covering his face and burying his head, tying a ponytail, and there is a mole on the left sideburns, it is Yu Haishan at the front table, and next to it is a thunderstorm. ”

"It's Yan Ruyi who is holding the child, your child is so cute, thank you very much for coming......"

Fang Jing has a good memory, although they have graduated from junior high school for two years, they recognize these former companions at a glance.

Some of the classmates he named waved hello, while others were shy and didn't speak.

"I'm going to release an album for the Chinese New Year soon, and here I'll give you one of the songs first, the cameraman in the audience, don't record this. ”

Xiao Wenjing glanced left and right, as if she was just a videographer, and scolded in a low voice, "You are the eldest sister, and your whole family is the eldest sister." ”

Push open the window and look at the white birds in the sky

Think of your minty smile

That's when you're running on the playground

Do you know that shouting I love you?

……

We're all good boys

Whimsical kids

I believe that love can last forever

We are all good boys."

……

"Fang Jing, I like you!" In the crowd, Yan Jing blushed and mustered up the courage to shout loudly.

"Woo!" suddenly there was a loud heckling voice.

The corners of Xiao Wenjing's mouth hooked up a smile, "Let you say my eldest sister, what do you do?"

Fang Jing was embarrassed, why did he encounter this kind of thing, there were girls in the class who handed him love letters before, but now the person is sitting down and holding the baby.

"Thank you, I like you too. ”

……

At seven o'clock, the weather was getting cooler, the wind was like a knife cutting his face, and when the time came, Fang Jing hurriedly stepped down, and he really didn't have the face to continue to be embarrassed.

is a good concert, half of the time is his stand-up comedy, fortunately he sells friendship tickets, and most of the people sitting below are fellow villagers, otherwise he would have to be beaten to death.

Backstage, Chen Jinpeng unceremoniously gestured with a silent microphone, as if he was the one who had just sung.

"Fang Jing, will you go to the junior high school reunion in a while?"

"I still have ......"

"Go, my brother will definitely go!By the way, who is the girl with short hair in green clothes just now?" Fang Wei gossiped on her face.

Xiao Wenjing nodded, "Yes, yes, Fang Jing is not busy at all, he goes back to watch TV." ”

"Then it's settled, I'll let them know. Chen Jinpeng grinned, "That girl's name is Yan Jing, your brother is at the same table, and now she is in the same class as me." ”

"Brother, it's okay, I didn't see it, you fell in love early in junior high school. ”

"What nonsense, how can I have that kung fu. ”

"Yes, yes, I understand, Fang Jing...... I like you. ”

"Hey, you're itchy, aren't you?"

Hiding behind Xiao Wenjing, Fang Wei showed her head and said with a smile: "Who let you bully me every day, I'll tell my mother when I turn around." ”

Fang Jing's face froze.

"I'm talking about godmothers. ”

"I know, you will go back by yourself in a while, I will come back later, go, Chen Jinpeng and they are still waiting. ”

Putting on his down jacket, Fang Jing left, and sighed softly after going out.

Dad loves to drink and has no skills, and he must be the one who contributes the most to the black and white celebrations, and eats and drinks until the latest.

The key wine is not good, and when I come back, I know that I am chattering and swearing, and my parents quarrel a lot about this, every time the pot and bowl fall to the ground, if it weren't for the young age of him and Fang Wei, my mother can't rest assured, this marriage would have been divorced a long time ago.

When leaving, Fang Wei cried and wanted to follow, but her father didn't let her, and she secretly ran to her grandmother's house in the middle of the night, but she could find more than 30 kilometers away, and she was lost in the county or a kind person called the police to send it back.

"Fang Jing, what about this!"

In the distance, Chen Jinpeng waved at the corner of the runway of the football field, and next to him were seven or eight people, all old classmates.

Shaking his head and throwing out his thoughts, Fang Jing walked over with a smile, "Say, where are you going?" ”

"Let's go to the restaurant next to the park, I was there last time, and it tasted good. ”

Fang Jing waved his hand, "Lead the way." ”

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