Chapter 22: A Chance Encounter
After exhausting his three-inch incorruptible tongue, Zhao Yiming finally comforted the ears of the three beauties of the elder sister. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info He admires himself when he thinks about it.,Although it's reading the words according to the dumb screen.,But it's a skill to be able to read it without pausing in one breath.ć
After being praised, Zhao Yatong's face immediately turned cloudy and clear. She first slapped Zhao Yiming a few times to show encouragement. I didn't think that the power would be able to plant him in the soil. Then she began to brag about her little brother - what he won in essay contests since he was a child, and what fairy tales were published in magazines.
In her place, Zhao Yiming has become a big writer. It's just that Zhao Yiming has published a few fairy tales, but they were published under a pen name. You don't tell them that Zhao Yiming is Ange, is this really good?
I really don't blame Zhao Yatong for this, she just listened to her mother when she was talking to Ming Xiao on the phone, and she was happy, and she didn't pay too much attention to it, so the details were not clear. And she doesn't have much interest in fairy tales at her age.
However, Song Chuxia and He Yiyi, who had already heard it like this, became more and more interested in Zhao Yiming, although they knew that Zhao Yiming was a little talented since he was a child. But after I went to high school, I had less contact with this little kid, and I didn't expect him to change so much.
And Liu Jian is more envious of the intimate actions between Zhao Yiming's sister and brother.
After chatting for a while, a group of people rushed to the girls' dormitory. The housekeeper on duty that day was an old-fashioned aunt and did not let Zhao Yiming in. This disappointed him, who was extremely curious about the girls' dormitory.
"Just wait here. It is estimated that the school deliberately transferred the talkative aunt away. Otherwise, Xiao Ming, you still have a chance. Song Chuxia explained: "The school stipulates that boys are not allowed to enter the dormitory except for the first day of school, when the girls' dormitory is open to the parents of new students. ā
After explaining, the three girls entered the dormitory with a grin, leaving only Zhao Yiming and Liu Jian with big eyes and small eyes. At the beginning, Liu Jian didn't deal with Zhao Yiming, and there was nothing to say when he stayed alone. Both of them ignore each other, each looking at their own scenery.
Zhao Yiming is looking at the beauties, and the future seniors walk past them with beautiful smiles and graceful postures, this is the flying youth.
And Liu Jian could only stare at the garden next to the dormitory. He also wanted to critically appreciate his classmates of the opposite sex, but he was afraid that Zhao Yiming would see his pig brother go to complain to Zhao Yatong, so he had to hold back.
But fortunately, Zhao Yatong and the others soon came out with the first batch of luggage.
A dark green bag, which should be filled with a mat pillow and futon, although the bag is large, Song Chuxia and He Yiyi are still very easy to carry the bag strap on the side. And Zhao Yatong walked in front alone holding a cardboard box.
She saw an electronic scale at the door of the dormitory, and when she was interested, she put the carton on to see how much it weighed.
The electronic scale quickly gave the answer - 31 kilograms.
Zhao Yiming's face began to twitch, 62 pounds, how can it be like 6.2 pounds in the hands of the old lady! Liu Jian on the side also changed color a little: Where is Zhao Yatong moving to? If it's too far, I'll be disgraced.
Fortunately, after Zhao Yatong put down the cardboard box, she said to the two sisters: "Just move it again, and then move to the school gate, and we will take a car." Damn, the school didn't even let taxis in. ā
Of course, the school does not allow any cars to come in, otherwise the school is not a school, but a bazaar.
When they came out of the dormitory again, all their luggage was alive.
Zhao Yatong assigned tasks to everyone, she and Liu Jian were responsible for two cardboard boxes of books, a large bag containing quilts Song Chuxia and He Yiyi carried, each of them carried a plastic basin and a hot water bottle in their free hands, and a handbag that was not big or small, which contained sundries such as water cups, toothpaste, toothbrushes, etc.
In addition to the schoolbag, Zhao Yiming is responsible for pulling her big suitcase for her. It seems that the old lady still takes good care of herself and lets herself do the lightest work.
After moving a lot of things to the school gate, Zhao Yatong turned around and left, saying that he would take a taxi.
After a while, she came back with a spring breeze on her face, and also brought back the car she had taken - a rickshaw. The uncle on the tricycle was looking at them with a smile.
All of them have a black line. Sister, you shouldn't have pulled this car from the street, right?
The uncle on the tricycle spoke: "I just passed by, and this little girl grabbed me and asked me to help deliver something." As soon as I thought that the road would not be far, the little girl also said that I didn't need to move, and I still had money to take, so I came. ā
When they heard this, they fell even more. This is really pulled from the street!
Zhao Yiming now only needs to think about the scene of the old lady pulling people on the street, and he can imagine her old man's fierceness.
"What do you think I'm doing? Look at the school gate, it's all crowded into a pot of porridge, can taxis come in? Besides, I went to see it just now, and the taxis are hard to beat, and a large group of people are waiting. ā
Zhao Yatong was rational and angry: "Moreover, my aunt's house is not far away, and it only takes 20 minutes for us to walk there, and this uncle only charges me 20 yuan, which is cheap." ā
Okay, eldest sister, you have the final say, everyone pinched their noses and loaded their luggage into the car.
The tricycle uncle rode slowly. At that speed, the big guy can catch up with as long as he spends his pace a little faster.
Along the way, Zhao Yiming was oppressed by several witches.
"Zhao Yiming!"
Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name, and it was a girl's voice, and there was a hint of familiarity in her voice.
It's definitely not the old sister, the old sister and Song Chuxia call themselves Mingming. He Yiyi likes to call himself Xiao Ming even more, and for the sake of Xiao Ming's title, which has not been played bad in this time and space, he will endure it.
Who's that? Auditory hallucinations?
Zhao Yiming looked up suspiciously, the lively streets, the bustling crowd, there was nothing unusual at all.
"Silly boy, over there."
The old lady was still deaf and clear-sighted, and she also heard it, and immediately found the target.
Looking in the direction of the old lady's finger, in front of a very luxuriously and beautiful cake shop, a girl in a pale pink dress was smiling and waving to herself, as if she was like a light cloud covering the moon; fluttering, like the snow of the flowing wind. And she is here, she is over there, and the two of them are only separated by an 8-meter-wide road, but they are like two worlds.
Zhao Yiming only felt that his heart felt like he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he became suddenly lost.
Lan Siyan, the first in the school's high school entrance examination, Zhao Yiming's classmate for three years. Of course, none of this is the most important. The most important thing is that she is the object of Zhao Yiming's first love, and she is her first love!
Of course, like many people, Zhao Yiming's first love can't actually be called first love, it's more appropriate to call it a secret love.
Because he just watched her every move, silently liking, silent and happy.
In the three years of junior high school, the two are actually no different from ordinary classmates when they really get along.
"You're stupid, don't go over quickly." It's the old lady again: "Look like this, don't let the little hormones that the girl has so hard to flood turn into cholesterol all of a sudden!" ā
The little sorrow of youth that had just arisen was immediately extinguished by Zhao Yatong. Zhao Yiming looked at her with angry eyes: Are you my sister? Did you bring it, or did I bring it?
However, listening to the familiar tone of the old lady, he also recalled why he didn't dare to confess to Lan Siyan for three years.
It was the first year of junior high school, and Zhao Yiming had just fallen in love with Lan Siyan. But he didn't understand this kind of thing at all, so he went to consult the old lady who was in the third year of junior high school. Zhao Yatong said, you have to help her and move her. He asked, "How can I help?" She said: If there are difficulties, you need to help, and if there are no difficulties, you must also help.
So, Zhao Yiming went to buy a bicycle lock and locked it on Lan Siyan's car. After school, Lan Siyan couldn't leave. So he went over and asked, "Do you need help?" Lan Siyan nodded, so Zhao Yiming took out the key and opened it for her, and then asked: Are you moved?
And then, there is no then......
Because of this big stain, Zhao Yiming has not been able to raise his head in front of Lan Siyan for three years.
gave the old lady a big look, and Zhao Yiming finally took action.
Taking a deep breath, he ran to the other side.
"Okay!"
"Good!" The girl was prettier than she remembered, although she was still a little immature: "What a coincidence to see you here." ā
Zhao Yiming's mood has calmed down a lot at this time, after all, he is a 26-year-old soul in his body. He's not a pervert, he's still interested in little girls. The excitement just now is more because of memories.
"Hmm!" He didn't know what to say. Pretending to be a child, he can't pretend to be in front of her. Acting in his true colors, but isn't that too serious!
was struggling, but the girl was very cheerful: "I have read the admission letter form of the school. You were also admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Congratulations. ā
Zhao Yiming hurriedly humbled himself: "Congratulations, the first in the school." I'm just lucky, and I'm still in front of Sun Shan. ā
"Hehe, you're talking more interestingly than before." She pursed her lips and smiled.
"Why?" Zhao Yiming shrugged: "Maybe your laughter is too low." ā
At this point, both of them were silent, as if they had lost their topic and were thinking about what to say.
"By the way, it's my birthday on the 24th, can you come?" She said suddenly.
Uh, it's a birthday! Number 24! Four days later?
Zhao Yiming didn't know how to answer, whether to wish her a happy birthday first, or to agree first. He had never enjoyed this kind of treatment from Lan Siyan.
His classmates didn't know what Lan Siyan's birthday was for three years, because he had never been invited.
"My previous birthdays were very simple, just with my own family." She seemed to see through Zhao Yiming's thoughts, and explained softly: "But this time ......"
She didn't finish her sentence as the voice of a nasty, disgusting middle-aged woman interjected.
"Siyan, who is this? How can you bring everyone to your birthday party? ā