Two hundred and fifty, a small note
At the end of the opening ceremony, everyone rested in place for the time being and waited for the organizer's arrangement.
As soon as Zhuxi handed the flag in his hand to the staff, he was surrounded by a crowd of people.
are all artists participating in the Games today, and there are many of them, and they can't even be named by Pillow Creek. They held their phones in their hands and asked if they could take pictures.
"No problem. β
Pillow Creek was under the scorching sun, and I took pictures with people for more than ten minutes. Then they slowly walked towards their teammates.
At this time, everyone sat on the clean green field, each with a big black umbrella, sitting around and chatting.
As soon as Pillow Creek sat down, Fruit Quinoa handed over a bottle of water.
"I haven't opened it. β
Pillow Creek thanked him and twisted away to drink.
Since the charity dinner, the water and snacks that are now handed to her will not be touched again once they have been opened.
The same is true for Yunxiu.
I can't tell which of the two of them is more pitiful than the other.
"Pillow Creek, I'll change seats with you. An Fei said suddenly.
The position of Pillow Creek is facing away from the audience, it stands to reason that An Fei, who has always liked to be paid attention to, should hate this position very much, right, and offered to change seats with her at this time?
Pillow Creek looked around and understood.
Dare to sit next to her.
No, in front of the public, there are several cameras in front of him, and there are hundreds of fans watching in the back, what tricks can he do when he sits together?
Also, Qi Lu's attitude towards An Fei has not been figured out until now.
She shook her head and refused.
What they do in private is their own business, and if they want to put it on the table in front of themselves, it just can't work.
I didn't expect her to refuse, the expression on An Fei's face was embarrassed and angry, and she quietly looked at Qi Lu with an aggrieved eye.
Pillow Xi sighed, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qi Lu, who was sitting next to him, asking him what he meant.
If he also has this will, then change it.
"Ignore her. β
That's what people said, and Pillow Creek didn't see An Fei's expression.
The sports meeting officially began, and Pillow Creek had no project on the first day, so she acted as the cheerleader and logistics captain of their team.
All of a sudden, she felt like she was back in school.
However, she will return to school when her contract expires next year, and unless she repeats a grade, she will not have a chance to participate in the high school sports meeting again.
So she is a little grateful for the holding of this star sports meeting, which can be regarded as fulfilling one of her wishes. Otherwise, it would not be good to have participated in a sports meeting in three years of high school.
The morning competition ended with the end of the shot put event.
Their fruit quinoa students in Group A won their team's first gold medal with their impressive results in the men's shot put competition.
"What's the matter with this kid?" Pillow Xi asked Fang Lu, "What does he usually do in the dormitory? Isn't he a singer? What's the matter with throwing the shot put so well?"
"He's the kind of guy who was born to be athletic, and he can do anything that has anything to do with sports. Usually in the dormitory, it is a person who will hold a chair and practice squatting when he is idle. β
Pillow Creek was dumbfounded.
"So you see me, I'm older than him tomorrow, but I'm still the lowest ranking in the team. β
Pillow Creek expressed sympathy.
At this time when they were talking, the fruit quinoa student had already stood on the podium to receive the award.
As he walked over, Fang Yang said to her, "It's over, I will definitely receive a lot of small notes today." β
"What little note?" Pillow Creek didn't understand for a moment.
"You don't know?" He stared at Pillow Creek for a while, and said thoughtfully: "That's right, you don't participate in those platter performances and variety shows, and it's normal to not know the small note." β
"So you're not going to explain it to me?"
Fang Yang carried the fan behind his back and took out a folded piece of toilet paper from his trouser pocket and gave it to her, "That's it." β
When Pillow Creek opened it, there were a few lines written in the middle of the soft paper towel.
"Hello Fang Luo, I am XXX from the XX team. I've always admired your performance on stage. β
A string of numbers is written below, and the accompanying text is:
"This is my contact information, please contact me more. β
Pillow Creek's eyes widened, remembering the first time they participated in a singing show, meeting with the members of EJ in the backstage lounge, and some of the members were secretly in the dark.
"Now...... Is it all like that?"
"It's also that we're red now, so members can more or less receive it. Only the fruit quinoa was the beginning of the little girl chasing him, now more so. β
Just as the fruit quinoa came over, Pillow Xi asked him with a smile: "Where is your little note?"
The child's face instantly turned red, and his speech was stumbling.
"What...... What note, I don't ...... I don't know. β
Why is this kid talking like that?
Pillow Creek headache.
Their superstar exchange group is usually closely connected, and there are people in the group talking and interacting at any time, but as for this fruit quinoa classmate, there are very few, almost not much to speak.
Only when everyone said whether the fruit quinoa had left the group, he would appear at the speed of light and say "I don't".
Over time, everyone knew that he was a scuba diver.
Pillow Creek and him also have contact information with each other, because the number of stages and styles are similar, and they usually share some good-looking stage songs and the like with each other.
At that time, communication was no problem, how could it be ...... when we met?
Pillow Creek sighed.
"Let's eat!"
"The two of us just follow you all the way, will we be dissed by your fans?" Fang Yang asked.
"Then stay away from me. Pillow Creek stretched out his hand to bow to him, and said to the fruit quinoa, "I'll go to dinner and ignore him." β
The place to eat is an open cafeteria, where the 100 stars who participated in the competition eat here.
As soon as I entered the Pillow Creek, I saw that there were many people sitting inside.
After quickly taking the food, he said to find a place to sit.
The fruit quinoa looked around with a plate, as if he was not satisfied with anything.
Pillow Xi and Fang Yang stood aside and asked him, "What's wrong?" β
"Gotta go to a place where girls don't have a lot of money. β
At a glance, there were few girls and there was basically no place.
Fang Yang patted him on the back and said in a greasy Taiwanese accent: "Don't worry, there is the door god of Pillow Creek, and those girls don't dare to talk to you." β
Pillow Creek glared at him, pulled the fruit quinoa and found an empty seat in the corner to sit down.
Directly opposite, there are four young, beautiful and energetic little girls.
Pillow Creek couldn't name any of them, so she could only laugh stupidly.
Before taking her seat, she nodded to them and introduced herself:
"When we first met, I was Pillow Creek. β
The four girls accepted her greeting with peace of mind, and did not respond, but just looked at them and smiled.
Pillow Creek took it for granted that they were the seniors who debuted first.
It's just that they don't introduce themselves to her, and Pillow Creek really doesn't know who they are or what their names are, so they can't have normal communication and conversation.
As soon as the quinoa was seated, he ate seriously. It's like if you look up and see something unclean, that's called a nervous and hurried overwhelm.
The eyes of a little girl on the other side fell on him for a long time, and she was instigated by the girls around her, so she opened her mouth first.
"Fruit quinoa-san......"
The fruit quinoa glanced up at her, and immediately, lowered her head again.
"I ...... Did you see the note I gave you?"
Pillow Xi and Fang Yang glanced at each other, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
The two of them are now in the scene of gossip. It looks like he's eating with his head down, but his ears are erect high, and his eyes are looking around uneasily.
This is different from the situation of Zhao Siyan Kong Zhenzhen, the person talking opposite is a little girl of the right age, cute and beautiful, and the air is full of the smell of pheromones.
"Nope. β
Pillow Creek glanced at the fruit quinoa next to him in surprise. She knew him until now, and it was the first time she felt the raw people emanating from him.
The little girl on the other side bit her lower lip and said, "Then can I contact you now?"
"No, you can't. β
How can you speak so fluently with people?, Pillow Creek wondered.
"Why?"
"I don't like girls who are not polite. β
That's a serious point. From just now to now, people have not shown any impolite behavior.
"I ......"
The little girl was so angry that her eyes were red, and she didn't speak for a long time.
At this moment, a long-legged man came from the next table, slapped the note on the table where they were eating, and said, "Fruit quinoa, look at it." β
Hohoo ho!
At a glance, Pillow Creek saw the phone number and social account on it.
Is this a sports day, or is it an animal world?
This opening speech should not be "When the sun is shining and the sky is clear, our athletes are walking towards us with confident faces and vigorous steps......
Ratherβ
"The rainy season is here, and it's mating season again. The elephant was rolling in the mud, and the male turtle was lying on top of the female......"
Pillow Creek's eyes fell on the other party's face along the other party's straight and slender long legs. I found that it was a girl with short hair, her face was full of vitality and confidence, and when she met the eyes of Pillow Creek, her eyes were a little provocative.
Pillow Creek's face was full of question marks, and she wanted to ask her what she was doing when she expressed hostility to herself.
She didn't know anyone.
The fruit quinoa didn't say a word, but he still ate seriously.
The girl in front of Zhuxi frowned, tapped the table with the knuckle of her middle finger, and asked, "Hey, did you hear me?"
"I'm sorry, I don't talk to rude people. β
This is the answer of the fruit quinoa.
The girl slapped the table with a slap, and the movement attracted everyone around to look over, and also spilled the sauce from the Pillow River dinner plate and splashed it on her clothes.
Because of this reason, being watched and watched by onlookers made Pillow Creek feel uncomfortable.
Fruit quinoa quickly got up and trotted over to get paper towels and wet wipes.
"It's fine. β
Pillow Creek was still afraid of scaring people, and kept smiling and saying that it was okay.
"I can't see it, you're still pretending. β
Suddenly, she was told this in a dialect accent.
"Are you talking about me?"