"Spring 1996, March 2. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe day after Independence Day, Saturday, the weather was fine. Xiao Zhuxian is about to turn five years old. Uncle Xu's son is also four years old, and the name of the book is Xu Yunzai, and he is a very cute little guy. I'm going to be a sophomore at the beginning of this year, but I have to transfer from Seoul Art High School to Seoul University of Science and Technology, and the culture class at the Arts High School can no longer satisfy me, and the overall curriculum in Korea is slower than that in China at that time, but the English requirements here are very high. Moreover, there was no longer a vocal theory course for me to study, so I chose a key high school with more professional teaching, a better learning atmosphere, and a relaxed environment. Thinking about the people of the school in the past, learning these simple music theories is really so, so... The prince of singing at that time, I really miss that time. There is also a chorus with his sister......" Xu Canhao stopped the pen in his hand and fell into memories for a while. Looking out the window, the roofs that stretched down the slope, the green trees, the gray telephone poles, and the huge advertising banners, everything was strange and familiar.

"Chanhao, Xu Canhao!" A shout from outside the window interrupted Xu Canhao's memories.

"Oh, here we go!" You don't need to look at it to know that it's a monkey coming, and this kid is the most idle and playful. Moreover, the home is in Tangshan, just a few streets away. Putting away the diary, Xu Canhao took out his treasured Yankee baseball cap from the closet and put it on his head. Put on a clover sports hoodie, pick up the bag by the door, and run downstairs.

"Hello, Auntie." Before I got downstairs, I heard the sound of a monkey.

"Oh, oh, it's Seung-ho! Come in and sit down, have you had breakfast? Mother Xu's voice.

"Ah, Auntie, I've eaten it, no need. I'll wait for Canhao to come out, and then we'll go to Jiangbei. Thank you Auntie. "The hot ones are more afraid of going to Xu Canhao's house, afraid of meeting Xu's mother, because she is a teacher.

Xu Canhao came downstairs, grabbed the toast on the table, dipped it in some jam and stuffed it into his mouth. I saw Xiao Zhuxian sitting in a chair and holding the kelp with her hands, while there was a pile of diced carrots next to the bowl. "Hey, why are you such a picky eater, every time your mother cooks you a dish, you throw it on the table." As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks on the table and put the carrot into Xiao Zhuxian's bowl again. Xiao Zhuxian stared at him with two eyes, huffing. Xu Canhao didn't care about this non-lethal cute skill, put down his chopsticks, and held Xiao Zhuxian's fleshy little face with both hands. "Don't come here, stinky obba!" Looking at the big face that was getting closer and closer, Xiao Zhuxian resisted the attack weakly with both hands and screamed loudly. Xu Canhao smiled and kissed her vigorously on the face and said, "Be obedient and obedient, don't be picky!" Seeing that Xiao Zhuxian was still puffing out his little bun face angrily, Xu Canhao couldn't help but want to pinch it again. Seeing that the bad brother was about to do it again, Xu Zhuxian shouted loudly to his mother, and Xu Canhao stopped in disdain.

"Mom, I'm leaving." Xu Canhao sat in the entrance and said to Xu's mother while putting on his shoes.

"Okay, you have to be careful on the road, don't play too crazy, and pay attention to your own safety. Want money? Mother Xu said hello to An Shenghao and walked in the door.

"Give me 20,000 yuan, it's estimated that I'm going to have lunch outside again today, and I can't always ask Brother Sheng Hao and them to pay for me." Xu Canhao lowered his head and tied his shoelaces, and said without raising his head.

"Take it." Xu's mother took out two pieces of King Sejong from her small purse and stuffed them into Xu Canhao's trouser pocket.

"Okay, let's go! Take care of little pearl, she threw away the dish again. Xu Canhao walked to the door and turned to Xu's mother and said.

"Got it, don't keep Shenghao waiting." Mother Xu said with a smile.

"It's okay, Auntie, we're leaving, goodbye." The monkey is selling good.

"Yae, be careful on the road." Mother Xu.

"Nae, I see." Xu Canhao and An Shenghao sang in unison.

Mother Xu closed the door, walked to Xiao Zhuxian's side, saw the red lip print jam on her face, shook her head with a smile, and took a towel to wipe Xiao Zhuxian's face.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of Xu's house, Tony regained his nature, looked like a ruffian, and hugged Xu Canhao, who was a head behind him, and said, "Did you watch yesterday's "Slam Dunk"? Wow, Sakuragi is so funny, but it's really handsome when it's serious! Don't you feel like you, do you? So, let's accompany my brother to do a hairstyle today. “

Listening to the monkey's words, Xu Canhao looked bitter. "Alas, I'm really miserable. Brother Heejun, come and save me! ”

"Hehe, you're from brother! You'll leave it to me today. Rest assured, it won't let you get too bored. Tony looked like he was underwhelmed, and leaned into Xu Canhao's ear and said.

Xu Canhao pouted, and could only accept his fate. Since I met, this brother has been unreliable. Take him to play electricity, read free comics in the bookstore, and trick him into skipping class to play ball. "Alas, I was careless in making friends!" Xu Canhao sighed.

"Hey, hey... Hey? Wow, Dafabet! Aren't you afraid of being robbed by someone wearing this?! Wow, genuine Yankees, and Adidas. Show me. Tony exclaimed loudly, bending down to lift Seo Chan-ho's trouser leg.

"WAE (Why/What)? Brother, what are you doing? A lot of people are watching, Ahssi... I'm really defeated by you! It's a shame. You're coming back from the United States, America! Xu Canhao covered his face with one hand, raised his head and sighed.

"Wow, you kid. Wow, Nike, Nike! I've been thinking about this for a long time, no, borrow it from me. Quick, let's switch. Come on, come on! An Shenghao simply squatted down and took off Xu Canhao's shoes by himself.

'O my idol, O image! Everything is disillusioned! Xu Canhao lamented in his heart, and stood numbly at the mercy of An Shenghao.

The two of them fought all the way to Dongdaemun by bus. As soon as he got out of the car, An Shenghao pulled Xu Canhao into the hairdressing shop in a hurry. An Shenghao originally asked Xu Canhao to do his hairstyle together, but he refused without hesitation on the grounds that he was not an artist and was still studying. Just kidding, asking him to do such an exaggerated, non-mainstream colorful hair, he can't accept it, and he won't be scolded to death by his family when he goes back.

Xu Canhao sat on the sofa and looked through the magazines boringly, flipped through a few random books and threw them away impatiently. I am used to seeing the fashion style of later generations, and looking back at the nineties, it is really a slag of the soil. Turning his head to look at the monkey, the hairstylist was coloring his hair, and the monkey was grimacing at him in the mirror, shaking his head and chuckling speechlessly. Thinking about it, I have known each other for less than a few months, and I have been to the university road twice with the five of them, and each time I have not been out for a long time, I have to sigh the hard work of being an artist. Especially when I am about to make my debut, I practice for nearly 16 hours a day, and I break out in a cold sweat when I think about it. Only this ** monkey sometimes takes leave to go home, and he lives close, and the two stay a little longer. Today, the six of us went to Maroni Park, where many people danced and sang every week, and it was also a place for men and women to go shopping and relax.

An Shenghao stood in front of Xu Canhao, looking at his unfocused eyes, and knew that this kid was wandering out of the world again. Stretched out his hand and dangled it in front of his eyes, and said, "What are you dazed! Call~! ”

Xu Canhao returned from the fugue, and a dazzling bright red in front of him frightened him, and exclaimed: "Lean, (Chinese is out) You want to cos to the end." It's just a ** teenager, and he is still pretending to be Sakuragi! Brother, can we be reliable? Xu Canhao asked speechlessly, tilted his head and fell into the sofa.

"Hehe, are you handsome, stylish, right?" An Shenghao ignored his grievances, stroked the red hair on his head, pulled a handful of Liuhai in front of his forehead, looked like a lonely self-appreciative, and shrugged his eyebrows at Xu Canhao from time to time.

"Oh my God! Take me, what a horrible world I live in! Xu Canhao was completely defeated and couldn't complain.

"Hehe, okay, no more trouble. It's almost eleven o'clock, so let's hurry over. An Shenghao smiled and walked over to pull Xu Canhao up.

"Don't touch me! I'll go on my own. Xu Canhao quickly got up and went out, looking back with disgust and disdain for An Shenghao.

"Ah, boy! Stop me! An Shenghao chased out angrily.

Wen Xijun looked at the two boys in front of him, and he didn't stop after coming in for more than ten minutes, especially Tony on the left. With arrogant fiery red hair, he is showing off in that one. The noodle shop aunt looked over here from time to time, making him feel like a man's back. (In fact, he is also blonde, and it is strange that the aunt looks at a group of colorful "** teenagers" and is not worried.) Wen Xijun silently accumulated his anger value, and when he couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the table vigorously, stood up with "Teng", and shouted at the two: "Ah, two stinky boys! Wen Xijun's shout scared off the chopsticks in everyone's hands, and the soup spoon of the noodle shop aunt also fell into the soup pot, thinking: Sure enough, there is really going to be a war. Moon Hee-jun felt that the store was instantly quiet, and he looked around weakly and found that everyone was looking at him. was embarrassed for a while, standing or sitting, and hurriedly bowed to everyone and apologized.

"Hyong, sit down, it's a shame." Lee Jae-won, who was beside him, took Laven Hee-jun's hand. Jang Woo-hyuk leaned sideways and pretended to drink water, as if he didn't know him. An Qixuan buried his face in the stone pot, and he was about to fall into the soup. Xu Canhao ate noodles silently, quietly moved his body, and tried to stay away from the monkey as much as possible. Wen Xijun blushed, picked up the chopsticks in his hand, and slammed them towards An Shenghao's head.

"Poof~~ cough cough..."Xu Canhao was choking on noodles this time, and he wanted to hold back not laughing, but he couldn't hold back, and the noodles ran into his nose.

"Hey..."Wen Xijun heard the sound and saw Xu Canhao hiding on the side, raising the chopsticks in his hand to make a gesture. However, the distance was too far, so he sat down helplessly.

"hyong~~" An Shenghao touched his head aggrievedly and complained in a coquettish tone. "Brother, you've messed up my look." After saying that, he began to carefully arrange his hair again.

"Poof, haha..." Except for Wen Xijun who was angry, the others couldn't hold back, and they sat on the ground and laughed without an image.

After eating noodles, a few people went out and went straight to the park, Xu Canhao couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw an An monkey with a messy hairstyle. Ahn Seung-ho spent three hours on his hairstyle, but in the end it was ruined.

"Chan Hao, how did you think about what you said last time?" Lee Jae-won leaned over affectionately and hugged Seo Chan-ho.

"hyong~~" Xu Canhao shouted in An Shenghao's tone. "Just spare me, I don't want to die young, and besides, I don't want to be a slave in your unfinished company." After speaking, he pulled Lee Jae-won's hand away, because he was practicing his little hobby again, touching other people's earlobes, especially Xu Canhao's fleshy thick earlobes.

"Hehe, you kid is so funny. Tony learned those words from you, and I said when did he talk so much... Depth up. If you don't want to come, forget it, we told the president about you. It's a pity to take your terms. Lee Jae-won usually speaks in a very slow tone, not like a rapper at all, and feels very gentle.