After the show was completed, Shen Qi completely relaxed, because of the temporary change of songs in the past few days, he really put in a lot of effort, and now he can't rap well, but at least he can get by.

During the rehearsal, Shen Qi had already watched all the shows, although the celebration was not yet over, and the stage was performed one after another, but he didn't have the heart to watch it seriously, so he sat on the chair backstage, fiddling with his mobile phone.

Bubbling in the group of book friends, he was chatting happily with a group of book friends, when a voice from in front of him interrupted him.

"Hello."

Hearing the voice, Shen Qi raised his head.

He was greeted by a girl with a ponytail, who was combed into her hair, with a beautiful face and a smile, looking down and generous.

He vaguely felt that this face was somewhat familiar, he should have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't recall it.

Some couldn't understand what she meant by coming, Shen Qi was puzzled: "Hello, I don't know if you are?" ”

There was an empty seat next to Shen Qi, the girl didn't answer Shen Qi, but sat down directly, and then said, "Meet me, my name is Yunjuan, class 8." ”

And then?

Shen Qi touched his nose, the doubts in his heart were even heavier, and he couldn't understand what she was doing here, so he said very cooperatively and concisely: "Shen Qi, class 11." ”

"I know." Yun Juan smiled: "I am also from the Literature Club. ”

"Oh." Shen Qi said with a little embarrassment: "I don't usually pay much attention to you. ”

Yun Juan smiled, disapproving, looked at the guitar that was put aside by Shen Qi, and said, "Shen Qi, your guitar plays well." ”

Shen Qi spread his hands: "I have studied for a short time, and I can barely play two songs." Thanks for the compliment. ”

"I heard from your classmates, you're still writing novels?"

Has this been passed on to other classes?

Shen Qi was a little distressed, but still nodded: "Hmm." ”

Yun Juan wanted to say something, but at this moment, the host's curtain on the stage sounded again. Yun Juan hurriedly stopped and said embarrassedly to Shen Qi: "My show is about to start, let's talk later." ”

Nodding, Shen Qi didn't care. watched her back walk onto the stage.

Then, scratching his head, he lowered his head and continued to chat with his readers.

The appearance of this girl made Shen Qi a little confused, didn't he just think he played the guitar well, so he came to meet him?

I don't understand.

A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea. Shen Qi couldn't figure it out, so he simply ignored this little episode.

……

When all the performances were completed, all the students of the Literature Club who participated in the performance bowed deeply on the stage, and in 2009, the celebration of the County Gao Xinhai Literature Club officially came to an end.

More than an hour has passed, and the students who studied on the evening have now all finished their self-study, and the entire venue has officially announced its disbandment.

In the venue, students in twos and threes. Teacher, side by side, chatting about things.

These "actors" stayed at the end, because they still needed to pack up everything.

Wait until that's done. The time had come to nine o'clock, and he hurriedly said goodbye to several members of the club who knew each other, and Shen Qi left the school.

The weather was a bit overcast, with only a few stars scattered in the night sky. Scattered everywhere, relying on the light of the street lamp, Shen Qi walked quickly towards his residence.

I knew this morning that I would be late to come home in the evening. So the update was in the morning, and he threw it out together.

The winter night was even colder, and the surrounding high-rise buildings could not stop the cold wind from whistling, Shen Qi subconsciously tightened his clothes and accelerated his pace.

At nine o'clock in the evening in winter, there were not many people on the street, most of them were in a hurry, Shen Qi walked on the slightly empty road, and his mind was a little empty.

Cold, this slightly empty and dark environment made him think of ghosts, and he subconsciously shivered.

He is a person who rarely watches horror movies and ghost movies, and the reason is very simple...... He was afraid.

In the book I wrote, there are also ghosts, fantasy fairies, demon slaying, and ghost zombies, but the words written on the paper are not comparable to the images at all.

Shen Qi still remembers that when he was a child, he watched a zombie movie by Lin Zhengying and watched it at someone else's house at night, but when he walked home at night, his mind was full of whether there would be zombies coming out, and he scared himself enough.

When he got home, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was reminded of the terrible images from the movie, and later, he found a novel, read it with relish, and immediately ignored it.

Of course, as I've gotten older, my fears of these things have worn off a lot.

Shen Qi walked on the stone and brick road on the side of the road, and he was not afraid of running into anyone, so after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone.

After looking at it twice, Shen Qi gave up the idea of reading a book while walking...... Because his fingers were too frozen, he directly found a song and released it.

He didn't bring headphones, he turned them on directly, and the soft music sounded around him, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

There are only a handful of people on the street, and Shen Qi plays music that is not too loud, except for himself, basically no one hears it.

He suddenly thought about his past life for a while.

On what bus, platform or something, take your mobile phone and put a little three, little apple these saliva songs, at the time I felt like I was dragging Cooljack, and now I want to come to his meow's middle two.

Now that I think about it, what I did at that time was too shameful, and it was almost the late stage of secondary two disease.

But it doesn't matter, people don't miss the two teenagers.

It was only ten minutes away from the school, and Shen Qi quickly arrived home, and his thoughts were chaotic along the way, thinking a lot.

……

In the evening, half past nine

Li Min counted the accounts, Shen Wanlin sorted out the things on the shelves, and when everything was done, the couple looked at each other and smiled, and walked out of the supermarket.

Close the door and pull down the iron gate. Locked.

After everything was done, the two walked side by side towards the house.

In the summer, supermarkets close until 10 or 11 o'clock, but now that the weather is getting colder and fewer customers come to buy things in the evening, they close earlier.

When I got home, I had a hot meal, and the two of them went straight to bed and watched the TV.

They couldn't be more satisfied with their current life.

The son is obedient and sensible, and now he is only 16 years old, but he has begun to make money, and his grades are also good.

And they themselves can be regarded as bitter and sweet.

Like Shen Wanlin, he used to often go out to do bricklayer work, and his waist and shoulders hurt at the end of the day, especially after so many years, the accumulated pain was really unbearable every night.

Like before, the two of them also planted vegetable fields, plowed the ground, matted seedlings, and cut vegetables, and when they were busy, their front feet did not cover their back feet.

But now?

The two of them open a supermarket, although the daily hours are longer, generally open at six or seven o'clock in the morning and close at ninety o'clock in the evening, but the workload is much easier. (To be continued.) )