At noon, the sun was strong, there was no shade on the playground, and the children's laughter was cheering.

There was only one gazebo in the distance, and the conditions were relatively simple, Yun Xuan sat on a chair, adjusting the focus of the camera.

The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed over the ice water: "Sister Xuan, water." ”

Yun Xuan's mood was not very bright: "Don't drink." ”

The assistant didn't dare to speak.

Yun Xuan raised her hand, looked at her watch, and picked up the camera: "How are you preparing, can you start shooting?" ”

"It's okay, a group is arranged outside, and the afternoon is to pick up the scenery in the school."

She is in a bad mood, and when she loses her temper, she will suddenly be very irritable and will not answer anyone's questions, just like her assistant for many years.

Opposite under the sun, the teachers stood in a row, according to the class, and the students sat on the grass, their red scarves straight.

The math teacher of the third class of the year looked around and raised his hand to his forehead: "Hey, why is the book teacher not here?" ”

The Chinese teacher said, "I didn't see it." ”

Zhang Xinxin coughed twice, raised his hand and pushed his eyes: "She has something to do, so she won't participate." ”

The two teachers looked at each other and sighed, "Tut-tut." ”

This is an order issued by the school leaders, and all teachers, except for marriage and bereavement leave, must participate, and it can be seen that the school leaders attach great importance to it.

If someone hadn't applied, the book kite hadn't been here for a year, and it might not have been able to participate.

Zhang Xinxin didn't answer, pushed the frame of his glasses, he habitually did this when he was embarrassed, and a trace of joy melted in his eyebrows.

At noon, when the sun was rising, Yun Xuan frowned and wiped her sweat, her face was smeared, she stood up and picked up the camera: "Shoot now." ”

The assistant followed: "Okay." ”

There is no class today, and the book kite comes to the school to get something.

The campus was empty, and some flowers and plants were planted on both sides of the road, and the faint scent of grass broke into the nose as the wind blew.

"Ding-dong."

Her phone rang.

She picked it up, and it was a message from Zhang Xinxin: [Are you here? What is with me, I will give it to you. 】

The book kite is here to prepare textbooks, but although there is not everything, the school values every skill of the students, and art is no exception.

She replied: [Coming, at the school gate. 】

Zhang Xinxin: [Then you wait for me. 】

He sent another animated emoji: [Run.] 】

The book kite put away her phone and stood in the shade under the tree, looking boredly into the distance, she was staring at a lonely tree.

Looking at it, she was distracted, and there was a little worry in her eyes.

The streamers hanging from the trees floated, and the shadows dangled on her face, dividing her emotionless side face into two parts, half bright and half bright.

When Zhang Xinxin ran over, he saw this scene.

The book kite stood under the tree, the sunlight above her head through the leafy leaves, and the broken light fell from the top of her head.

He was short-sighted by 500 degrees, but only this time he could see her face clearly and beautifully.

He slowed his heartbeat and walked over: "Teacher Shu." ”

The book kite looked back, his hair fluttering on his unpowdered face, and his heartbeat was fast when he saw it.

Zhang Xinxin kept a smile on his face, and he handed her the textbook that he had quietly placed in the bag: "Everything is here, it's complete." ”

The book kite took it, raised her head and smiled at him, very polite but distant: "Thank you." ”

"Thanks for what." He pushed the frame of his glasses: "You're not polite with me, just mention it if you need it in the future." ”

She didn't shirk it anymore and said yes.

Xu is sun is too hot, Zhang Xinxin's face became hot, and his eyes became nostalgic.

The book kite lowered her head and saw nothing.

Distance.

After Yun Xuan finished filming, she came out of the playground, and her cosmetics were very expensive, but the sun was too strong, and her sideburns were all spent.

She stopped suddenly, the assistant's umbrella was very low, blocking her vision, she stretched out her hand to push it away, and there was a bit of sneer in her eyes: "It's really a narrow road." ”

The assistant didn't understand and was confused, so she followed and looked over.

Under the tree in the distance, there were two people, a man and a woman, smiling, like a couple who had just been about to fall in love.

Yun Xuan took out the camera, deliberately picked the angle, and took a few photos in a row.

Then he walked away with a smile.

Yun Mo, Yun Mo, your little wife doesn't have much responsibility outside.

She was going to give him a big gift.