He Jiaren kept smiling with affinity, occasionally nodding his head.

Many students around whispered, mostly compliments.

Ren Zhen looked at her, and couldn't imagine what it was like for her to speak harshly to Lu Cong. I hope the ice between their mother and son will break soon, she thought.

Thinking about it, He Jiaren came to the stage, and the applause was even more enthusiastic.

He Jiaren raised her hand and pressed it, her voice was thin and very good.

"Students, first of all, I would like to say thank you to all of you, thank you for choosing Peking Opera as your life goal and contributing to the development of the traditional culture of the motherland. Secondly, I want to say sorry to you, I'm sorry I can't help you with anything, I can only cheer you up silently behind my back, and rely on my own modest efforts to let you study with peace of mind. We attach great importance to this competition, because it is a training and a booster for you. I hope that the students will give 200% of their energy to bring out the best in you, or even better. Of course, don't be too stressed, you are still young, and the future is limitless..."

……

What He Jiaren said was much more wonderful than the principal, the big boss of the enterprise was different, what he said was nice and exciting, for the young students sitting in the audience, it was simply a bowl of high-purity ginseng soup, and he was immediately energetic when he drank it, and the whole person came to life.

The thunder and applause continued, He Jiaren controlled the field very strongly, and the students were like puppets in her hands.

Lian Ren Zhen was driven, and his heart was surging when he listened.

Towards the end of her speech, He Jiaren told everyone an exciting good news, she went to Beijing for a meeting last week, and it was agreed that the final champion after the national competition will be promoted to the national third-level Peking Opera actor after participating in the cultural exchange activities of Chinese and foreign youth.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, the students were very excited, He Jiaren once again controlled the scene, and said with a smile: "Then I hope that the students will achieve excellent results in the competition... Finally, I wish you all a bright future, a bright future, a good future, and a healthy and happy life. ”

The press conference lasted for more than an hour, and the first wave of students slowly dispersed after the end.

Everyone was enthusiastic and discussed all the way.

A new wave of students waiting outside the venue were also excited after getting the news and accelerated their entry into the venue.

Mao Cai looked around, didn't find Lu Cong's figure, and said worriedly: "This person, shouldn't he disappear again?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Cong appeared behind him and patted him. Mao Cai shuddered and turned around to scold.

Lu Cong hooked the corners of his mouth: "Who are you talking about?"

Mao Cai was shocked, and patted his chest: "You hurry up and go in, your mother's speech today is very exciting." ”

Lu Cong disdainfully: "Hmph." He smiled faintly: "She has always spoken like this, has she deceived others, deceived me?"

Mao Cai understood his temper and didn't say anything more.

Lu Cong looked at Ren Zhen, it was hot in the auditorium, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at him and blinked, indicating what was wrong.

He didn't say anything, smiled very faintly, and turned to enter.

It was strangely cold outside, and everyone couldn't wait for him, so they decided to go back to the glass room first.

Halfway through, Ren Zhen's mobile phone rang, and she took it out to take a look, it was Lu Cong.

"Did you be bluffed by my mother?"

Ren Zhen knew that he had ulterior motives for that glance just now, and replied, "I think what Auntie said is very good." ”

Lu Cong sent a questioning face: "It's still too naïve." ”

Ren Zhen didn't bother to talk to him, and knocked over: "Listen to the speech! ”

Lu Cong held the phone and smiled, replied with a goodbye expression, and put away the phone.

Sinking into the chair, he looked up at He Jiaren on the stage, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

His mother's every move, word and deed, he felt extremely blurry, as if through a layer of mist, he couldn't see her true appearance.

Lu Cong has long been accustomed to her posture on the scene, and compared to the enthusiastic whites on the side, he doesn't care much.

After staying up for an hour, as soon as the meeting was dismissed on stage, he strode away without looking back, and shook off the eyes that were staring at him behind him.

He Jiaren sighed quietly, forget it, in short, he came, and sat at the end, which was already very face-saving.

After all three of them were over, He Jiaren wanted to rush to see her son, because she still had two meetings to hold later, but the principal had to invite her to sit in the office.

……

Lu Cong returned to the glass room, and everyone was rehearsing.

He entered the door, and Ren Zhen, who was singing, stopped.

Mao Cai stepped forward: "Didn't you wait for your mother to come out?"

Lu Cong's brows furrowed: "Why am I waiting for her? She is so busy, how can she take care of me." ”

Mao Cai wanted to say something again, but was interrupted by him: "I still have to practice again, and I will bring makeup and rehearsal tomorrow, hurry up." ”

After speaking, he looked at Shui Miao, Shui Miao pecked his head, found the "Zhan Fan City" he wanted to sing, and clicked on it.

He walked into the house, immediately got into the state, and sang, "A letter to Fancheng..."

Ren Zhen listened carefully, he didn't have any mood fluctuations, and sang steadily. He said that he sang two stanzas when he was happy, and sang two stanzas when he was unhappy.

So he's now... Are you happy?

Lu Cong turned his back to everyone, and saw her frowning slightly through the glass, and knew that she was guessing what she was thinking. He smiled inwardly, turned around, gave her the best side, and continued to sing.

He turned suddenly, a pair of eyes looked for her, Ren Zhen suddenly avoided him, and his cheeks burned inexplicably.

The first time they met, he turned to him without warning, and that time she met him and glared, wishing that she could not hold him to the ground and beat him again. Today, he was like this again, but she was a little uneasy, and lowered her head, as if she was afraid that he would see her careful thoughts.

Jiang He was silent, Ren Zhen sat diagonally in front of him, her dodging was because she didn't want to see... Still is... He furrowed his eyebrows, but was looked at by the water seedlings on the side.

Because the rehearsal on the second day was a rehearsal with makeup, everyone dispersed early and rested before they could have a state.

Jiang He's costume has been changed, and Zhao Ruoxi sent him a >

He wanted to call Ren Zhen, but he felt sorry for her that she had been working very hard recently, and the whole person looked a little tired, so he went over by himself.

Mao Cai sent Shui Miao all the way back to the dormitory, but Shui Miao walked towards the basketball court, and he followed.

Finding a place to sit down, Mao Cai asked her, "What's wrong?"

Shui Miao looked at him, smiled, and turned his gaze back to the venue: "It's okay, I just want to sit here and breathe, if you have something, you don't have to accompany me, I can do it myself." ”

Mao Cai then smiled: "I'm fine." ”

Halfway, the sun was setting in the west, and the sound of the basketball smashing on the ground gradually disappeared.

Shui Miao quietly looked at Mao Cai, he was staring at the few boys chasing the pass in the field, and he was watching energetically.

She coughed, and he immediately withdrew his gaze.

"You say, if I take the initiative, he will like me?" she said, looking down, fingers twitching.

Mao Cai was stunned for a moment, whether Jiang He would like her, he didn't know, but he liked her, and he understood it very well.

"Mizumi. He exclaimed, then paused, but decided to speak, "I like you." ”

This time, he was stunned, he was confessing.

"You..."

"I like you. ”

Shui Miao raised his eyebrows: "Mao Cai... I..."

Mao Cai didn't care so much, and continued: "I'm actually, I... I liked you a lot when I was in high school, and I was thinking about asking you out after graduation, but who would have thought that my dad would suddenly jump out halfway and say that he was going to send me abroad, and as a result... But then I knew I was coming, and I was really happy because you were there. After that, I will contact you a few times, and I will... I found out that I really like you. But you've been thinking about the river, so I haven't been able to speak. Mizumiao, you believe me, I really like you. I want to be with you, I have fantasized about being with you countless times, I will be good to you, I will take care of you, I will be better to you than Jiang He is to Ren Zhen, a hundred times better, a thousand times, you believe me. ”

He said a lot, but Shui Miao heard it vaguely, he said it too suddenly, where could she parry, because she didn't think about the other party at all.

……

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Mizumiao slapped him, got up and left.

Mao Cai chased after her, blocking her way, and she continued to move forward, and he simply clasped her shoulder.

Shui Miao raised her head, his face facing the sunset, she had never looked at him like this, he was good-looking, but she didn't have a ripple.

"Mao Cai, what I like is the river, you know. I'm telling you this because you're an outsider, and I... I won't tell you that anymore. Mizumiao pushed his hand away, her eyes were wet, and she turned and ran.

Mao Cai scratched his head, his courage had just run out, and he couldn't take a step if he wanted to chase after him.

Mizumiao ran all the way back to the dormitory, closed the door and gasped for a while.

"I like you... Because you're too... I want to be with you... I'll be nice to you... I'll take care of you... I've fantasized about being with you countless times..."The sound of Mao Cai swirled in his head, and Shui Miao snorted and burrowed into the quilt to cover her head.

Cutting the love that is still messy, Shui Miao's eyebrows are twisted into pimples, hiding in the quilt and turning over and over.

Woo... I'm about to suffocate. Hula lifted the quilt, cut her hair, and Mizumiao put on her shoes and walked out of the dormitory.

There are not many sons in the pottery club, so she found a place in the middle.

"Die and laugh at the vegetables! Let you talk nonsense! Collapse you! See if you dare!" Shui Miao pinched a ball of mud and fell heavily on the stone platform over and over again.

Heredity is strong, Shui Miao was born with dexterity, when she first came to the pottery club, she was still a little white, in just over two months, she made rapid progress, large and small made a lot of works.

But today, she couldn't even get the simplest shape, and finally got a shape, but one accidentally broke it.

The more she got angry, she clenched her fist and smashed it down, smashing the mud to pieces, and then didn't forget to press it and twist it twice.