"Childhood sweethearts are........ What the?

According to someone's definition, the so-called childhood sweetheart is a child who has precious memories together, and there is no relationship that is higher than that of an older brother or sister. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This was followed by an abrupt separation, after the memory was completely blurred, and appeared in high school or college with a completely different position.

After that, according to the development of the plot, you can carry out sadistic heart, **, pure love, and other plots of more than 100w words.

Although most of them are high-end existences for opening a Shura field with their girlfriends, the final completion is usually badend.

"Uncle Luo, what's the matter with me in a hurry?"

In the photography studio not far from the school, after taking off the cold-proof coat, Wen Gelan, who was wearing a beige short-sleeved T-shirt and suspender jeans, sat restlessly on the sofa and shook the perfect pants that could be lined with perfectly slender legs.

"No way, Gelan is our first Kanban. It's not that your aunt Luo said that she wants to start a wedding photography business, isn't it that your Uncle Luo came to you when he had no choice. ”

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his 40s, wearing a pan-green caftan that is almost only available in costume dramas or some traditional industries, stood next to Wen Gelan. Rubbing his hands and showing a sincere smile, he said. If you don't speak a fluent dialect, you can simply be called a representative of traditional cross talk.

"Wedding photography, what is that, no matter how you look at the business of this old-fashioned photo studio, it is to wear a green military uniform with a red five-star headband. If it was Wen'er, I would definitely say so, so ........ ”

"Hmm....... If it's just me, it's okay. ”

Although he was a little distracted, Wen Gelan pondered for a moment and responded without hesitation. A pink notebook was pulled out of the milky white leather bag he carried with him, and its cover showed the careful care of its owner. The paper cover has been plasticized and preserved.

Wen Gelan pulled out a photo from his notebook, a boy in a wanton white shirt, with golden headphones around his neck, and a smile on his face that shone like a dazzling sun, and Wen'er was 8 years old written underneath the photo. While saying, "It's so cute," he said to Uncle Luo.

However, the logo of "Wenxuan's wife" should be indicated on the photo. And is there a suitable wedding dress? Uncle Luo, you should understand, since it is a wedding dress that does not fit, how to do it. ”

"Cough, Gelan, you have a good relationship with Wenxuan, Uncle Luo understands, but it's ........."

Uncle Luo habitually rubbed his hands and let out a habitual "click-haha" smile. If you really want to describe his heart in words, it is probably only .....

"I'm scared to death uncle, this baby is no longer at the level I like, and in this era, there are still people who carry notebooks with photos of their favorite children. Looks like something to do. ”

"Actually, if you choose to be a graphic model at that time, it would be good, and it must have felt good to attack Wen'er at night and fan her face. ”

After a clever pause, an indifferent answer came from Wen Gelan's legs in front of his chest, shaking his little head happily.

When Wen Gelan fantasizes about the realization of some famous scenes that can only happen in District 11, well, Chiba? If the big teacher and the Takasaka brothers and sisters go on a daily basis, it will basically be ...... There's no daily life.,Let's think that District 11 will happen.,It's impossible for the Celestial Empire to do this.。

In my ear, a male voice sounded more annoying than the alarm clock that woke people up in the morning. "Miss Gelan, we don't have much time, it's not easy to find time to come here, please don't easily agree to superfluous things. ”

"Got it, you're annoying. ”

Wen Gelan said perfunctorily to the man beside him with an obvious gloomy on his face.

"It's for your good, know ........."

"Ah....... That's enough. ”

"Uncle Luo, are you ready for your wedding dress? If you're ready, we'll start now. If not, you can only ........ later"

At the urging of the light man, Wen Gelan asked Uncle Luo apologetically.

"It's okay, Uncle Luo hasn't seen you for a long time, ....... before"

"Ready, rest assured, it definitely fits your aesthetics of Gelan, beautiful. ”

Without waiting for Uncle Luo to finish speaking, a woman who looked to be only about 30 years old said while interrupting Uncle Luo's words.

"Old woman, what are you doing here? Is there a wedding dress suitable for Gelan? ”

"Why not, didn't Wenxuan make a set specifically for Gelan. ”

"No, I promised Wenxuan. It was only worn when Ge Lan got married. If this person is not kind, he will be punished. ”

"Ouch, you old man, that wedding dress has been made since Gelan was 12.3 years old, and it has been changed every year, and the more it is changed, the more beautiful it becomes, it's a pity to keep it like that. I'm going to wear it for someone else. Isn't it all Gelan wearing? ”

"Propaganda, propaganda. If you use that wedding dress, your uncle's old face for decades will make you publicize. No way. ”

"Come, Gelan, let's go to the second floor to try on the wedding dress, and let Uncle Luo take a photo when the time comes." Baby, you also come up and change into a suit. ”

With a young man with a dead face. Aunt Luo, who directly pushed Wen Gelan to the second floor, directly ignored Uncle Luo, who was still making trouble, and left Uncle Luo, who was stomping his feet on the spot.

"This old woman, if my uncle suffers retribution in the future, you won't be able to escape. ”

In a modern and rapidly popularized world, only this kind of ancient city has this kind of asphalt road that has not completely swam the black body to the corner. A small two-storey European-style building made of old-fashioned brick buildings is located in a corner of the ancient city.

"So, I just came to a familiar shop to pick up some fabrics. I've already helped you get a taxi, so it's not okay. Xiang Wenxuan looked at Yue Xiaoxue who was cautiously following behind him and holding "Silent Spring" on his chest with strange eyes.

"Are you the kind of girl who lives in a manor where you can keep cats, and you can't do anything but learn anything but the author of the book in your hand to light a beacon for mankind. So the "savior" classmate who can't even take a taxi, can you go back by yourself?"

Yue Xiaoxue pushed the perfect plastic-framed glasses on the delicate Qiong's nose, and showed a shallow smile to Xiang Wenxuan.

"Savior. What's the benefit of saving an otaku like you who uses highly intelligent people to play puzzle games?"

The literary girl showed a puzzled expression, her eyes under the glasses were like pure black gems, and she asked Wen Xuan in a solemn tone with confusion.

"Ah, I'm sorry, why I wanted to hear a cold, shrill voice mocking me. Yue Xiaoxue, where did you go, who is not good at communication as a literary girl? Do you finally want to change jobs to Hu Yifei?

"Hu Yifei is...... How many turns of the profession?"

"Uh.... Judging from the subtitles, it's probably after awakening! ”

Yue Xiaoxue hesitated for a moment in her heart.

"Save ..... Savior? for... Why should I save a resource-wasting obe like yours? Residence.... Otaku. ”

"There's no cover-up. Even if you say it again in the tone of a literary girl, will it be able to change the fact of this abuse? Why do you have to say the word otaku three times, because it's important, right? ”

"I feel the same way, I didn't expect Yue Xiaoxue to be unexpectedly knowledgeable. But I'm sorry.,There's no habit of looking for otaku and literary girls as billboards.,Let's come in and talk about it.。 ”

A photographer like a shadow, holding a single-lens reflex camera with a high-powered lens standing in the shadows under the eaves, dressed in black sportswear, with a pair of white gloves that can't see any material, holding a lens pen is boringly wiping the spotless lens, looking at Yue Xiaoxue and the two said.

Pushing open the double-opening wooden door with European-style decoration, Yue Xiaoxue looked curiously at the hall full of all kinds of photos, revealing a surprised expression. There are all kinds of photos spanning several eras, and if you match it with a puppet or something, you can completely open a magic association, no wonder the signboard is called "Golden Dawn".

"So, what's the matter?"

Obviously, what surprised Yue Xiaoxue even more was that she had long black hair, a slender figure, fair skin that seemed to be blown away, and a look of rejection on her flushed cheeks. It's just the effect on that cute face.,No matter how you look at it, it's a fighting expression.。

"Huh........ , worthy of being a classmate of Luo Sang who is a woman in women's clothes, is still so Chu Chu and moving, and the style is still the same. ”

Xiang Wenxuan touched his chin and said with a flirtatious expression.

That's right, frivolous! For a person who looks and has a figure, he kills most of the Chinese people in seconds. No, it should be said that the long-haired Zhengtai, who killed the vast majority of girls who are thin and beautiful, how can he satisfy the small jealousy in his heart if he doesn't say these words lightly!

"Click"

The shining flash flashed a dazzling white light, capturing Xiang Wenxuan's expression in the SLR.

"Thanks to your blessings, I have captured good material again. As a photographer who only captures the ugliness of human nature, the people in the main school have been too strict with me recently, and such ugly jealous faces are rare, and those "tall and tall analogues" will be superficial. ”

"Ah, I'm sorry for my ugly face. However, I apologize to the high school students who showed a genuine smile to the world. Can you have some professionalism of truthfulness, kindness and beauty, and only capture the ugly? Really, just find a roadside stall to guard for hours and take a few pictures of the chengguan or something. ”

Xiang Wenxuan made a typical example of a righteous Chinese teacher, and profoundly and seriously told students that traditional compositions cannot get high scores. The essay that can get a full score in the college entrance examination is either what kind of text you use that is about to disappear, or what kind of ancient language you use. It's not a rare monster, how can it break out of the orange suit, where does it get a full score if you don't go to the edge of the sword.

On the side, he looked cautiously and happily at the two people who were fighting each other like "Ali Niang" and "Du Niang". Yue Xiaoxue fully realized the superiority of being a citizen, it would be the most OK to watch a play or something, and it would be better if she came to wrap melon seeds or something again.

"Hehehe, it's true, good, and beautiful? What is that? Fake big empty or gutter oil, is it a brand new product after fox meat? Haze particles that exist on the surface of the earth? It is rumored that there is enough haze and can also prevent laser weapons. What can you do if there is more truth, goodness and beauty? Oh, is that the one? There is true love in the world, there is true love in the world?"

"Really, don't you know that human beings are inherently good? Beware of being prosecuted for crimes against humanity. ”

"Alle....... , how do I remember that it is the original nature of human beings? If those mouth cannons who only move their mouths and shout truth, goodness and beauty have this time, it is better to go to a fake or something, at least it can be of some use. It's better to do a science popularization than to waste time. ”

"I said you, you're also a high school student, can you be a little angry with a high school student. Those residues are good, but you should talk about it, otherwise you will be ostracized, no matter if the society is in the dark, you must do a good job of superficial work, otherwise how to grow into a qualified adult. ”

"Ah, I don't remember that humans grew up to be such a pathetic species. Even the greatest kindness is not as good as the smallest good deed. Haven't you ever heard such a famous thing? It's just that I just talk about it, forget it, but I've always used the money from capturing ugly things for charity. ”

"Really, the so-called adults, they are talking about caring about you on the surface, and they seem to be bitter, but in fact, they are honey-bellied, kind on the surface, and three swords on the inside. Well, the culture of the Celestial Empire is really broad and profound, and it is not possible to translate this into English. ”

"Also, what's going on with this inexplicable and indescribable mood, it's like a mood of persuading bad people to change their ways and return to the right, don't subvert your role image as soon as you come up, okay, how great do you want to portray yourself, isn't it just a photographer who captures ugliness for money, and what is the matter with your dare to punish evil and promote good. ”

"Alas, it's so hard for me. San, why is it so noisy down there, are you here?"

Before Xiang Wenxuan finished speaking, Uncle Luo, who was holding a panda cigarette, paced down from the second floor in a dialect and asked with a bitter face.

"Ahh Uncle Luo. I'll get the fabric. ”

"I'm that, God, you're a melon baby, my uncle has done bad things in my life, and this hit a newspaper in the world, why don't you tell my uncle to buy a lottery ticket? ”

"Speaking of which, why don't you go to the second floor to try our wedding photo service? ”

"Can you not compare me with those girls who like to Xiang Wenxuan, although they do have a good feeling, but when they interact with me, at least they must be the only one in their eyes. Yue Xiaoxue's face flushed at an alarming rate, and the feeling of heat swelling filled the entire cheek range in an instant. took a deep breath, and said seriously with clear pupils that couldn't be hidden through the glasses.

"Hey, what is this, science girl, hey, the character image is completely subverted. At such a time, you don't think the development is messy enough, right? ”

"Wait a minute, do you mean .........?"

Xiang Wenxuan, who was deep in thought, seemed to be in a pitch-black universe, and a white light flashed from his temple.

"I see, then the prisoner is ........"

Xiang Wenxuan's contemplative face showed a resolute and resolute expression, and behind it, there seemed to be several busts full of smirks. Well, no matter how kind the face is, it must be full of smirks in this picture. If the dark shadow is the true meaning of the mystery, then the smirking freeze-frame is the "Harmony" train of truth, after all, it is lonely and unheard of, and has never ridden a non-Harmony train.

"Gelan is up there?"

"Hehe, where is it. Wenxuan, why do you ask that? Uncle, how could I take out the wedding dress you made in advance!"

Wow, Uncle Luo is so nervous that I don't even have to guess the final answer!

"Said it. ”

"Ah...... You're too fast, Daddy. ”

Xiang Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, staring at Uncle Luo who rubbed his hands with a stiff smile on his face, scratched his head and helplessly cooperated with Uncle Luo, who did not give up, to stage the detective drama updated on Sunday.

"That, Uncle Luo, you just said the present world. ”

"Well, so what?"

Judging by the reaction of the literary girl, well, the science girl, this is the first time she has come to this photo studio. ”

"Then, among the people present, I am probably the only one who can make Uncle Luo feel guilty about retribution, so the reason for the retribution in this world must be me, so the only one who needs to be described as retribution is ........"

"Wedding dress! That's the only possibility. ”

"Rousanne wants to invite me to go up to the second floor to take wedding photos, that is, he is sure that if I go to the second floor with the literary girl to take wedding photos, I am destined to have a rather ugly scene. That is, something will happen enough to shake my will. ”

"Then there is only one possibility, just the two of us standing on the second floor is enough to form an extremely ugly reality. ”

"Hehehe, Wen Xuan's speech is always so interesting, but you don't trust your Uncle Luo too much. As for the evidence, there will be no evidence after all this. Do you want to say go up to the second floor to have a look? That would be a bit of a betrayal of Uncle Luo's long-term trust. ”

Uncle Luo wiped the sweat on his head with the sleeve of his robe, looked at Xiang Wenxuan and said with a stiff expression, his voice made a dry trill, and even took out the standard Mandarin used to pick up customers.

"Evidence? Hawkers, there are too many people complaining about this sentence. But Uncle Luo seems to have forgotten one thing. Even if you wait here, the evidence will come down on its own. ”

"That's right, it's the evidence of the last Aunt Luo who crushed Uncle Luo forever. ”

Pushing the glasses that didn't exist at all, he stretched out a finger to Wen Xuan and pointed to the "Stairway to Heaven" to the second floor, and said sternly.

Well, there's only one truth or something, so let's not talk about it.

"Old man, why is it so slow to go down and get a camera, Ge Lan and they are waiting on the second floor, hurry up, Ge Lan is an idol, let's not delay time." ”

Xiang Wenxuan shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.

"You win, that's it, I don't want to go to the troubled waters this time, Rosan, you go and take the pictures. Uncle Luo, I've been thinking, Wenxuan, are you a human being?"

With a face of vicissitudes, Uncle Luo, who was in his 40s, looked at Xiang Wenxuan with a lonely face.

"Species-wise, it's still counted. I remember that when I filled out the questionnaire at school, I solemnly filled in H2O, fat and sugar in the personal composition column. ”

"Why don't you put your hands together and shout about it, are you yogurt, you guy, sweet and sour is really you can't do it. The table says that the personal component, must fill in "Li Gang", the eighth prince of Fujin or something, no matter how bad you are, you should also fill in the beast from the stars. ”

"It's not saved, these two people are not saved. ”

The literary girl turned her head with black lines on her face, with an expression that I didn't know these two people.

Question: "What is Shura Field?"

Solution: According to the definition of a degree, this is a Buddhist language, a pit. The Shuras, who have fought all their lives for a living, can only stay after a tragic and tragic battle.

That's right, this is the Shura field. If you really think that there will be 2 or more girls fighting around a guy, you are very wrong.

That's delusion, that's right. It's the wishful thinking of a boy who can't find a girlfriend or a girlfriend who doesn't like it, and most boys who hold and expect this kind of development will never be able to control it. If the small scene of scratching your face and pulling your hair to stage a full martial arts line has not unfolded, then, the dialect called "Branch" will tell you, what is the Millennium War, it is the Golden Leftover Girl, no, the powerful small universe of the Golden Female Saint Seiya will never end even if it is a confrontation for a thousand years, it is called Little Three, Little Four.... The holy war of striking warfare.

It has been proven since ancient times that the Shura field often starts in middle school. Empress Dowager Cixi Fenglan was only 17 years old when she entered the Shura field, and a class of high school students fought fiercely in the Shura field for several years and finally succeeded in reaching the top of a country. What's more, Wu Zetian, as a 14-year-old junior high school student, entered the road of Nashura and fought for a long time, and finally won the title of the only orthodox empress.

History proves that there are no men in the Shura field who have a good death.

"So. Can anyone explain to me what this is all about? Why is there a dead man with a dead face next to Gelan? ”

"Can anyone explain to me why there were 5 people at the scene when it was a wedding photo. Obviously you are the only photographer, why are you wearing a wedding dress, Rosan? Have you finally woken up, have you decided to give up your identity as a man and become a successful woman, before that, you can't help but make a mess, I will add a special toilet with the gender of Rosang between the toilets, please go to the squatting pit honestly. ”

Xiang Wenxuan, who was in a collapse, covered his forehead with his left hand, leaning on the handrail of the stairs with an expression of almost crying, he was about to cry Oh, he was really about to cry, the daily life of a genius male high school student is not an infinite complaint in the field of the Shura field, I am a genius male male high school student, I can't dance the eyebrow dance, I speak for myself?

Spare me, okay, what kind of Shura field is this! Is the Shura field such a ridiculous scene? Two men and two women and one is a man or a woman! What is this, sneak up Xiang Wenxuan!

Isn't this development too fast, it just took 10 minutes to change clothes, and it was completely unbearable to get together again. Others reunite after 3 years, except for crippling themselves and getting a little more scars, there is basically no change, and they are still abused. Please can you not progress so fast?,Why don't you divide the plot.。 For example, the first part is called unforgettable, and then it is called unforgettable, and then unforgettable, and then unforgettable. In this way, even if you follow 8 sets and watch them for a few years, you still feel that you still haven't seen them all.

"The two of you, it's a good match!"

Xiang Wenxuan leaned on the side of the staircase, his left hand grabbed the side of the Hi-Fi earphone hanging from his neck, his thumb rubbing the outline of the earphone, and the corner of his mouth had a self-deprecating smile. With his right hand in his pocket, he lowered his head to look at the marks of his matching sneakers rubbing against the floor, and said in a baritone with a gentle and delicate M mark to pick up customers.

"Ah~~Ah...... Is that still the case......"

Luo Sang, fiddling with the camera, captured the photos of the "two couples" into the SLR, and said perfunctorily with disdain.

"Go to the first floor and get the photo, and I'll print it out for you in color. ”

Luo Sang, who suddenly felt tasteless, pulled up the photos in the camera, and looked at the back of Xiang Wenxuan who turned around and was lost.

Again, it's over before it even begins.