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"This year the school is going to hold a singing competition. Here is the number of contestants in each class as well as the list of songs. You're responsible for copying them down. It's copied on these official forms. ”

Zuo Feiyang transferred the work he was doing to Zhuo Qingzhu and explained it.

A middle and junior high school has a large number of classes, and the number of people is also large, and the three grades combined, the number can be described as a sea of people. Zhuo Qingzhu also knows about the singing competition.

Zhuo Qingzhu nodded understandingly, "Minister, don't worry!" I'm definitely up to the task. ”

Zuo Feiyang smiled, "Good job!" …… I went to the discipline inspection department with a few other people to ask them about the discipline arrangements for the singing competition over there, and communicated with them. …… You find a seat you like and write slowly, and if the form and refill are not enough, just use it in the cabinet over there. ”

"Okay, okay," Zhuo Qingzhu replied. Then he took the forms from in front of Zuo Feiyang, looked inside, and found a place by the window and walked over. He sat down and began to transcribe with peace of mind.

Zuo Feiyang led a few other people away. The room was silent for a moment, only the rustling of Zhuo Qingzhu's writing.

~~~~

There is a distance from the school gate to the bus stop, and Xia Molian, who is wearing a middle school uniform, is undoubtedly a sight in the crowd.

The long straight black hair, the beautiful girl's figure, and the thoughtful expression exude a wordless attraction.

The surrounding teenagers all unconsciously paid attention to Xia Molian.

Xia Molian didn't notice anything, she subconsciously worried, this rebirth or something, like a dream.

Suddenly, a figure stopped in front of her, "Xia Molian! Someone called lightly.

Xia Molian looked up and saw the corners of Ye Chen's mouth raised lightly and a gentle smile.

"Ye Chen?" Xia Molian muttered, unable to believe that this was true. "Aren't you in the hospital?"

Ye Chen smiled helplessly, "Mo Lian, I have already been discharged from the hospital." Didn't you care about me? ”

Xia Molian said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I don't know what's wrong these days, I'm often in a trance.

I've always forgotten that I'm going to formally thank you now.

Ye Chen, thank you for saving me! ”

Although they were all very ordinary, the confusion, pain, and hesitation in Xia Molian's eyes made Ye Chen's heart entangled.

"Mo Lian, Mo Lian,... What's wrong with you? Ye Chen looked at her worriedly.

"I..."Xia Molian wanted to speak, telling her the myriad thoughts in her heart. But there was a lot of noise around, and there were a few gossipy melon-eating crowds watching.

"I'm fine. Xia Molian paused, and finally fell silent again.

Ye Chen also discovered that this was not a good place to talk.

He gently took her hand, "Let's go, let's go for a walk somewhere else!" ”

Xia Molian was slightly stunned, Ye Chen had already taken her hand and walked away.

She did not reject his touch, looking at the high-spirited back of the young man in front of her, her heart suddenly warmed.

How long has it been? How long has it been since he's been held by the hand like this? From the last life to the present, it seems that it has been many, many years.

This is no one else, this is Ye Chen, this is her Ye Chen!

This is Ye Chen, who loves her wholeheartedly and can't wait to hold all the things he thinks is the best in front of her!

The happiness and warmth of satisfaction enveloped her, making her heart flutter and float, as if floating to the clouds...

~~~~

When Xia Molian arrived home, the other members of the Xia family were not there.

asked Zhang's mother, and then I learned that an acquaintance held a wedding banquet today, and the family went to the banquet.

It is said that after waiting for Xia Molian for a long time, she couldn't wait in the end, so she left.

Xia Molian breathed a sigh of relief and just dodged over. She was afraid that her red face would be discovered by her family.

While eating the delicious dinner that Zhang's mother specially made for her in the restaurant, Xia Molian recalled the scene when she stayed with Ye Chen just now.

He took her to a quiet street park with a great view.

He listened quietly to her recounting some misty thoughts.

He looked at her gently, and the doting in his eyes was about to overwhelm her.

One of her hearts was pounding, and her cheeks were hot. A sweet and sour touch ripples in the heart...

A mood that seemed to be in love enveloped her like a fog.

~~~~

After dinner, looking at the watch, it is estimated that the banquet eaten by the Xia family is about to disperse.

Xia Molian hurriedly ran back to the house, turned around and locked the door.

Her cheeks were still hot, and the throbbing in her heart had just calmed down.

She washed up briefly and changed into her pajamas.

Then the lights were turned off. She opened the curtains, letting in the bright moonlight.

She leaned against the window and watched the watery moonlight outside gently envelop the silent courtyard.

The light of a car came over, it was Mr. Xia and they came back.

After a while, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Xiaolian, have you slept?" Mrs. Xia asked softly outside.

Xia Molian didn't speak, she pretended to be asleep. She knew what Mrs. Xia meant, and she wanted to ask her why she came back so late today.

Xia Molian knew that she didn't speak, so Mrs. Xia would go to ask Zhang's mother.

It was quiet outside the door, Xia Molian turned her head and continued to look at the moonlight like water outside the window. The cold breath of winter penetrates into the nostrils.

~~~~

It was late, and Zhuo Qingzhu hadn't slept yet.

After copying those forms in the Propaganda Department, it was almost dark outside.

Zuo Feiyang and a few people came back when Zhuo Qingzhu was about to finish copying.

Zhuo Qingzhu took a look, and several of them belonged to the Discipline Inspection Department.

Several of them sat on the other side, talking about something. Zhuo Qingzhu listened, it seemed that it was still a matter of singing competition.

Zhuo Qingzhu took those forms and said to Zuo Feiyang, "Minister, I'm done copying." You see if there's anything that needs to be changed. ”

In private, Zhuo Qingzhu felt that he had a good relationship with Zuo Feiyang, but there were so many people here, and Zhuo Qingzhu was still polite.

Zuo Feiyang took the forms, looked at the watch first, then looked at the sky outside, and was silent for a while, then turned his head and began to check the forms.

"Well, yes, good!" Zuo Feiyang said. "Oh yes, Qingzhu, don't go home for dinner at night. When we are done, we will have dinner together with the Propaganda Department and the Discipline Inspection Department.

After the dinner, I drove everyone home. One car can't sit down, I've already called my housekeeper, and I'll have a few more cars at home.

I can't help but go, the two departments have dinner together, and whoever doesn't go will not give the minister face! ”

"yes, yes," echoed the others.

Zhuo Qingzhu saw this situation and had no choice but to agree. It doesn't matter, I can see Xiaolian tomorrow, Zhuo Qingzhu comforted himself.

In the end, when Zhuo Qingzhu returned home in Zuo Feiyang's car, he looked at his watch, Xiaolian was so well-behaved, she must have slept at this time.

As a result, it was very late, and Zhuo Qingzhu didn't fall asleep. He rolled over and over on the bed, belching, I really want to be cute and obedient Xiaolian......