Mincheng is in the hot summer in July, and the sun outside is dazzling and scorching, but the entrance of the dormitory building of the Academy of Fine Arts is very lively.

The flea market stretches along the road outside the building to the side entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts and the south of the canteen, bustling with people coming and going, couriers and uncles and aunts who collect scrap products.

"This year's edition has more scrap than the previous one. Aunt Zhang tied up the woven bag and wiped her sweat, "Look at me loading this car." ”

"Mine is more than you. Uncle Zhao threw the tied paper shell onto the tricycle, pointed to the three large woven bags behind him and said, "I'm thinking about how to pull these back." ”

"You can take it easy, don't blink your waist. Aunt Zhang kindly reminded, "Making money is important, and our body is even more important." ”

"I know. Uncle Zhao waved his hand and rode to the front to collect plastic bottles.

Two stacks of magazines and A4 papers fell in front of Aunt Zhang, and the thin and tall male classmate shook his hand and said with a smile: "Aunt Zhang, we are very good this year, right?"

"But we're tired of collecting waste. Aunt Zhang smiled from ear to ear, "It would be nice if it was like this every year." ”

"There will be more next year than this year. After speaking, the male student looked towards the side door and looked down at his watch.

Aunt Zhang brought the iron scale, "Yo, there are still books here." Why don't you weigh it together, I'll give you a more expensive price. Won't it?"

The male classmate didn't reply, Aunt Zhang got up and took a look, and the male classmate ran to the side door.

A girl in a floral dress and a ponytail entered the side door, and the male classmate ran over and asked, "Cen Qi, are you still going to the studio today?"

The girl turned straight and walked to the clean path next to the dormitory building, ignoring the people on the side.

The male classmate chased after him, "I'm leaving school tomorrow, and I want to say a few words to you." ”

The girl didn't stop or look at him, and walked on her own.

"Cen Qi!" The male classmate suddenly grabbed the girl's wrist, but was thrown away with great force. He froze and stayed where he was.

The girl didn't look back from beginning to end, quickened her pace and turned away at the next intersection.

The male classmate looked at it from afar and sighed, and returned to the front of the dormitory building.

"That little girl is so proud, have you offended her?" Aunt Zhang kept looking.

"No, she's a classmate in the class next door to me. The male classmate was a little embarrassed and smiled shyly. "I'm leaving Mincheng tomorrow and want to have a few words with her. ”

"Isn't she your girlfriend?" Aunt Zhang sighed, "She won't lose a piece of meat when she listens to two sentences, look at her attitude." If you want me to say that some little girls are spoiled by the family, the bad temper is really bad. ”

The male classmate frowned when he heard this, "Don't say that, she's sick." ”

"What's wrong? Dumb?"

The male classmate pursed his lips and said, "She didn't mean it, but she didn't know how to communicate with ordinary people." ”

"Then she won't throw her face at you. Aunt Zhang shook her head in disgust, "She is beautiful, who can stand the temper of the eldest lady." Auntie is from the past, and I will tell you two words. If you are looking for a daughter-in-law, you still have to find a virtuous and good-tempered daughter-in-law, otherwise if you find such an eldest lady to go home and provide for it, you will feel fresh for the first two years, and you will not be angry for a long time. ”

The male classmate was in a hurry to explain: "It's not ......"

"Isn't it, look at the nervous look you just now, don't you just like people. Aunt Zhang bluntly pierced the mind of the male classmate. The male classmate was silent.

The small thoughts that others could easily see, but the male classmates couldn't get the slightest response from Cen Qi.

liking Cen is just self-torture.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was over the tall buildings to the west, the flea market was over, and most of the graduates had left the school.

Uncle Zhao, who collected the scrap, was helped by two male classmates to load three large woven bags onto the car, and there were two strings of empty mineral water bottles hanging on the handlebars, and the buckets were piled up into a small mountain. He stood up and rode for a few moments before reaching the path next to the side door.

Today's temperature is at a record high, and the students are hiding in their dormitories after visiting the flea market, waiting until it gets dark before coming out again. There are very few people on campus. Uncle Zhao was a little dazzled at this moment, thinking that he would quickly pull the waste back to drink saliva and rest.

In front of the professional building on the north side of the dormitory building, Cen Yu carried a square picture frame down the stairs and went straight to the side door. There was no one around, so she walked more slowly and didn't feel the sun in the sun.

There was a bang, and there was a loud bang at the side door of the Academy of Fine Arts. The tricycle with four large woven bags overturned, followed by the sound of glass shattering.

Uncle Zhao was pressed under the car, and his body was burned by the asphalt road, and he screamed in pain.

Someone in the dormitory building poked his head out and turned to run downstairs.

"Is there anyone! help me pull the car up!" Uncle Zhao pulled his leg out, but he couldn't pull it, and his back hurt.

Cen Qi passed by on the sidewalk opposite, and Uncle Zhao waved at her as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Classmate, come and help me!"

Uncle Zhao shouted loudly, and Cen Qi stared ahead without stopping.

"Classmate! classmate!" Uncle Zhao was in a hurry, thinking that Cen Qi was wearing headphones, so he picked up the mineral water bottle next to him and threw it at Cen Qi. "Come and help me!"

Cen Qi stepped on the mineral water bottle and stopped, turned his head to look at Uncle Zhao who fell to the ground, and stood in place without reacting.

"Oh, what are you doing this girl!" Uncle Zhao was so anxious that he pounded the ground.

There was a sudden sudden braking in the middle of the road, and the tall man dropped the electric car and ran to Uncle Zhao and lifted three wheels.

Uncle Zhao tilted his head and hissed, moved his legs to turn over.

The man squatted on the ground and held down Uncle Zhao, "Don't move yet." He raised his hand and gently pinched the kneecap that had been hit by the three wheels twice, and asked, "Do you have any pain here?"

"It doesn't hurt very much, my back hurts. Uncle Zhao stretched out his hand to the man, "Young man, help me sit up, this ground is like a burning iron plate." ”

The man checked Uncle Zhao's leg again, and after making sure that he was okay, he took his hand and pulled him up, and helped him to sit on the edge of the sidewalk.

Cen Yu stood beside him, looking at them expressionlessly.

"Uncle has fallen like this, you don't have to take a hand, you can't call people?" the man said Cen Qi with a side face, and his voice was a little harsh.

He was very tall, and he stood a head taller than Cen Ji under the edge with the sun on his back, and Cen Ji was blocked by him in the shadows.

Uncle Zhao was sweating profusely and kept rubbing his waist, his arms and faded old T-shirt were quite dirty, and his chest and back were soaked with sweat. This wrestling was not a light fall.

The man stared at Cen Yu, somewhat revealing his hesitation about her behavior of "seeing death and not saving". Cen Yu only looked back at him and didn't say a word.

Three male students ran out of the dormitory building, and Cen Qi immediately turned around and left.

"What's the matter with this man. The man raised an eyebrow.

"She must have been afraid that I would lie to her. Uncle Zhao sighed, straightened up with his waist, but covered his chest and grinned in pain.

The man squatted down to observe Uncle Zhao's face.

Uncle Zhao's breathing was not smooth, his lips were pale, and he was obviously pressed to his legs, but he felt pain in his chest and shoulder blades.

The man pinched Uncle Zhao's calf and asked, "Are you quite numb here, and you usually feel that your legs and feet are not strained?"

Uncle Zhao gasped and nodded, "It's weird, why do I sit here and my chest hurts." ”

Hearing this, the man reached out to probe Uncle Zhao's pulse again, and asked again, "Do you have high blood pressure?" ”

"You know, I've been taking blood pressure medication. "Uncle Zhao saw that the man's movements were very skillful, and he was very puzzled.

"Hurry up and go to the hospital to get a film. The man stood up and said, "You may have something wrong with your heart." ”

"Don't talk nonsense and curse me. Uncle Zhao was not happy, "I'll just rest, and I have to pull the waste back." ”

"Those things are just left in the school, and they can't be lost. You'll have to go to the hospital and have a look. As soon as the man finished speaking, the phone rang.

The students helped Uncle Zhao clean up the things that fell to the ground. The tallest male classmate ran to the man's side and asked Uncle Zhao about the situation, and said with a smile: "Brother Ren, have the little girls appointed you to deliver food again?"

Ren Jiayi nodded and raised his phone, "I'm going to be late for this order." You help the uncle find a place to put the waste, he has to go to the hospital. ”

"Wrap us up. The student patted his chest, "Go and deliver it, if it's too late, the fast food restaurant will punish you." ”

Ren Jiayi nodded, instructed Uncle Zhao to go to the hospital for examination today, and took a helmet and rode an electric car to the dormitory building next door.

Uncle Zhao asked the students, "Who is he, your school doctor?"

"No, fast food delivery buddy. One student said.

"Isn't he talking nonsense!" Uncle Zhao was angry, "He actually said that I have a bad heart." What does a food delivery person know!"

The students looked at each other, and it was hard to say anything, so they sent Uncle Zhao out of the side door.

When Ren Jiayi rushed from the easternmost dormitory building to the side door, the sun was only half exposed behind the tall building.

The small road outside the side gate is a more congested section of Mincheng, and it is the rush hour after work, and it is blocked.

Cen Qi stood under the tree on the side of the road and watched the traffic come and go, waiting for a long time, but she didn't move, only occasionally frowning when she heard the sound of the horn.

Ren Jiayi rode an electric car out of the Academy of Fine Arts and saw her, thinking of her indifferent expression when the uncle fell, he sighed, and was about to cross the road to leave, when a high-end black car stopped in front of him and blocked the way.

The exquisitely dressed woman got out of the car and took the picture frame to lead Cen Qi into the car, acting cautiously and not taking the initiative to touch Cen Qi. Then the sedan left in front of Ren Jiayi.

Ren Jiayi tugged at the corners of his lips, "No wonder." ”

Children of rich families.

"Brother Ren, are you off tomorrow?" the two girls who came back from outside the school greeted Ren Jiayi. One of them was a little shy and didn't look Ren Jiayi in the eye.

"Well, I'll rest tomorrow. Ren Jiayi rode forward, waiting for the traffic light.

"Then we won't be able to order tomorrow. The two girls were very disappointed, and one of them immediately chased after them: "Brother Ren, the red clay and lime powder in our 17th grade sculpture class 3 are not enough, can you help a little tomorrow?"

"No problem. Ren Jiayi looked back and pursed his lips, "Just let your squad leader place an order on my WeChat." He took advantage of the traffic light change to ride across the road.

The two girls looked at Ren Jiayi from afar and wondered.

"You said that Brother Ren delivered takeaways and raw materials to students in various departments, so it was tiring to run around. ”

"Isn't he still looking for channels to represent student works. I think he should be able to get in and out of the professional building to find suitable works by sending materials. ”

"That's right. I said that he is so handsome, he can't just be a food delivery. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. His good-looking model doesn't make much money as a food delivery. But when we graduate, it will be good to get a monthly salary for food delivery. ”

"yes, it's hard to find a job you want. Hey......"

The girls said as they entered the side door of the academy.