It's a good day.

The blue of the sky seems to have been dyed with paint, revealing a refreshing blue, and the occasional few clouds drifting by, which does not destroy this pure blue, but adds a lot of charm to this blue.

The flowers on the side of the road also bloomed, and the air was full of the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of the girl walking by.

The temperature is also neither cold nor dry, and the blowing noodles are not cold.

There are a lot of people coming and going on the street, and everyone has a different expression, but happiness is the background.

School celebration, there must be some school celebration.

In addition to students, there are more alumni who are well-dressed and take pictures everywhere with their mobile phones or cameras.

The eyes of these people are full of nostalgia and happiness, and they have also been here for a while.

Cao Xiuyan wore a suit and rode a battery car and came to the school celebration square.

This square was newly built this year, and a large lawn was pushed.

Many seniors hated this, saying that it was a pity to push such a piece of grass to build a square.

Cao Xiuyan hadn't seen this lawn, but from the tone and eyes of those seniors, he probably knew that they should have spent some wonderful nights there.

The whole square is more like a basin, high and low in the middle, surrounded by stone steps, covered with green grass, but has a unique flavor.

In the middle is a square, which has been erected at this moment to welcome today's celebration ceremony.

The huge amplifier speakers played the school song, and many people, most of them alumni, held their cameras and took pictures.

Cao Xiuyan carried his backpack and walked to the big square in the middle.

He saw Yin Qiao and Lu Zixi.

The two of them are here, too.

Yin Qiao is the host of this school celebration ceremony, and today she is wearing a blue dress that is atmospheric and dignified.

Lu Zixi also wore a white skirt, but the skirt was a little short, and the advantage of long legs was undoubtedly shown by her.

Cao Xiuyan went over to say hello to them, and stood there waiting for his show to start.

Tool people, you must have the consciousness of tool people.

In the middle, there were a few working girls from the school's student union who came to talk to Cao Xiuyan, but Cao Xiuyan didn't raise a shelf, chatted with them enthusiastically, and even left contact information.

The sun is gradually rising, and the temperature is slightly warmer.

Cao Xiuyan loosened his collar and was a little bored.

Chi Qian had already urged herself once, saying that the show over there was almost there, and asked when she would be able to rush over.

Cao Xiuyan asked her to move the order of the show back, saying that it would take some time for her to pass.

Why is it not ......

I'm Nima to myself.

Cao Xiuyan walked quickly onto the stage and began to repeat again.

After catching up with this scene, Cao Xiuyan glanced at his mobile phone, it was almost ten o'clock.

I waited for more than an hour.

didn't have time to rest, Cao Xiuyan rushed to another venue, ready to continue reading.

When he was riding a car, he felt like the kind of scumbag who was in a hurry to stay in the night, sleeping in this bed in the first half of the night, and lifting his pants to go to another bed in the second half of the night.

Do the same thing.

shouted, or the same paragraph.

It's a pity that my work today is not as comfortable as catching up with the night.

Cao Xiuyan arrived at the venue of the College of Humanities and saw a platform erected at the gate of the college, which was not big, but it happened to block the gate.

There was no one sitting in the audience.

Most of the stools prepared by the academy were empty.

However, a few alumni stood far away and took a few pictures.

There is a senior sister singing on the stage, which should be the school song.

But the staff next to him was busy, so it didn't look lively.

This should be the most bleak performance, there are more staff than the audience......

Cao Xiuyan walked into the pile of staff and found the one with the thinnest waist, Chi Qian.

"Ouch, uncle, you're finally here!"

Chi Qian's words made Cao Xiuyan feel a sense of time-traveling.

He seemed to imagine that Chi Qian was wearing a bandeau tulle dress, looming, holding a fan, twisting her thin waist, throwing herself into her arms, and shouting to herself:

"Uncle~I haven't been here for a long time~"

Cao Xiuyan snorted and pressed the wave gun.

Chi Qian's face is full of anxiety now, because Cao Xiuyan is late, and the show has been moved by two.

She is the deputy planner of this poetry meeting, and Cao Xiuyan's crotch pulling here has caused her a lot of trouble.

Cao Xiuyan didn't want to pull his crotch on the ground, but if the school didn't let him go, what could he do.

He patted Chi Qian's shoulder and whispered with relief:

"Isn't this coming...... The school didn't let me go...... Don't worry, I'll be on the field right away. ”

It just so happened that the senior sister stepped down, and the host came to the stage to introduce Cao Xiuyan and went up.

The poor tool man Cao Xiuyan took the stage again and started a new round of rereading.

There is no point in repeating it, and Cao Xiuyan stepped down with false feelings.

Although she was busy, Chi Qian still pulled Cao Xiuyan and said to him:

"Thank you today, I know you have a lot of things going on today, but you still came to help me......"

Cao Xiuyan said softly: "Don't talk about this with me." Nothing, I'll go first. ”

Chi Qian nodded lightly.

After all, there are a lot of people here, and Cao Xiuyan didn't do too intimate actions.

As for how Chi Qian thanked herself this time, it depends on her consciousness.

Although it has been ......

"Thanks" once.

And that wave of "thanks" is very thorough.

Cao Xiuyan carried his bag and left in style, not taking a cloud with him.

I rode back to the dormitory, where there was no one in the dormitory.

It should be all out there playing or busy.

Cao Xiuyan put down his schoolbag, took off his tie, and walked to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

He came back to continue the liver thesis, and he had not yet completed the task assigned by Lao Liu.

I raised my hand and glanced at my watch, and it was almost eleven o'clock.

This morning, Cao Xiuyan was bored except for repeating in a hurry.

And he didn't eat breakfast, and now he's a little hungry.

After ordering a takeout, Cao Xiuyan turned on the computer and continued to read the literature.

Next, he had to look for the unearthed documents that had not yet been found, and at the same time read the good ones with the handed down documents.

During this time, Cao Xiuyan flipped through dozens of documents, large and small, such as "Historical Records", "Shangshu", "Book of Songs", "Book of Yizhou", "Zhou Li", and "Zuo Chuan", in order to find out the records related to Zhou Gong, compare them one by one, and analyze them one by one.

Cao Xiuyan even had a feeling of going bald.

Baldness may be kidney ......

Inexistent.

Even if Chi Qian's small mouth is trumpeted again, can she lose her horn?

I'm fine if your mouth is sore.

Cao Xiuyan closed his somewhat dry eyes, put on his glasses and continued to read the literature.

After eating at noon, Cao Xiuyan planned to take a nap.

It's good that there is no one in the dormitory.

Cao Xiuyan lay on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Cao Xiuyan was woken up by the phone ringing.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and everything in front of him was blurry.

He touched his glasses from the pillow and put them on, his vision clearer.

The phone was still ringing, and he took his phone and glanced at the screen.

Chi Qian.

"Hey, Sissi, what are you looking for me?"

Cao Xiuyan's tone was a little sleepy.

"Xiuyan, come over quickly...... There are not enough programs here, and we urgently need to save the scene, and the leaders of the academy are here, and we are about to repeat the morning program, and there is no more program......"

Through the phone, Cao Xiuyan could hear Chi Qian's anxiety.

He bounced up from the bed, his expression returned to seriousness, and said in a deep voice:

"What do you need me to do?"

"You should hurry up and recite another poem, and it is best to be close to this school celebration...... According to the senior sister, the leader has already heard the song you recited in the school celebration square, and the college teacher's song I went up and recited it again, and there is really no new program......"

Listening to Chi Qian's words, Cao Xiuyan fell into deep thought.

Baby, you're a bit of a tough guy.

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