Yu Yuanzhi watched the video while watching the barrage, and the progress bar gradually reached the end. One Stroke Pavilion More Good

There are a few more photos of Xiao Zhenghong in the picture, without exception, they are basically back or side photos. I don't know how far away the only frontal photo was taken, and I can only see the face vaguely.

Take a screenshot, zoom in a little bit, and you can only see the outline clearly, and then zoom in, and it's a cloud of pixels.

"Don't complain, do you still expect me to stand in front of Xiao Ye and say to him: Come, Xiao Ye, I'll take a picture of you, do you pose well? Then you will be responsible for the rest of my life? The narrator said angrily, "Don't expect anything to shoot with a DSLR, I'm afraid that the bones will be lost as soon as you lift it." ”

"I can sneak up on these pictures, so you can have fun. Xiao Ye rarely takes pictures. ”

Yu Yuanzhi thought for a moment. There seems to be nothing wrong with this narrator. In her impression, except for graduation photos and group photos, she has never seen Xiao Zhenghong take a group photo with someone, let alone a selfie.

At that time, many people took pictures secretly and then secretly circulated them to each other.

Xiao Zhenghong should also know, but he doesn't care, or he is too lazy to care.

He has always been lazy about things that he is not interested in.

But that's not really laziness. Laziness is the ability to lie down and never sit, to sit and never stand, to rest in the shade of a tree and never to run.

And Xiao Zhenghong just didn't want to waste his energy on these things that he thought were useless and boring.

But there is also a limit to those people who candid photography, for fear of angering this unpredictable school bully.

The thoughts gradually pulled back, and the video was already at the end.

The photo disappears, and the picture becomes a whiteboard.

Little by little, the words emerge.

"Zhenghong has passed, my heart is sent, and I listen to the sound of the flute in thousands of songs. The cold moon is bright, the remnants of the stars are sparse, and one person leans on the building to watch the long night. The west wind is broken, the lights are scarce, and a wisp of green smoke is desolate. ”

The background gradually changed, and a lone shadow was projected on the ancient road. There are only a few lights on all around.

The background music also switched from piano music to the sound of the dong flute, like crying. A bleak atmosphere is well rendered.

I don't know which TV series I borrowed.

Although it is not as "the submarine who dances in the secluded ravine, and the woman who cries in the lonely boat", it also makes the listener cry.

The sound of the flute seemed to change from near to far, and the sound gradually became smaller until it disappeared into the sky.

There is no narration at this point. This is the end of the whole video.

Yu Yuanzhi put down her phone, and a trace of unknown emotion rose in her heart.

What does this video say? Not very good to rate. People who know Xiao Zhenghong can see some flavors. If you don't know Xiao Zhenghong, you should have watched an extremely boring video, and the narration has become a bright spot in the eyes of these people.

It's rare to see such a narration that is not self-defeating. This is purely for the sake of complaining, and it exists to dissuade the audience.

Perhaps the person who made the video took advantage of this in reverse, arousing a little rebellion among the audience, and the narration is indeed indescribably interesting, so that the number of views is still rising.

Yu Yuanzhi took a look at the comment area.

The one pinned was written by the person who posted the video.

"Any viewing that is not for the purpose of tipping is a hooligan."

What is this for? Do you use Xiao Zhenghong as a means to collect money? Dude, you're the first to do this, I wonder how you're going to die.

Yu Yuanzhi snorted and withdrew from the comment area.

At the end of the video, she thought that this up master was a person with a bit of ink, but it turned out to be a money-dropping person, and she even used Xiao Zhenghong to make a reward for her popularity.

Yu Yuanzhi silently clicked on the report.

"Suspected of stalking others, suspected of having perverted tendencies. At the same time, without the permission of others, publish other people's privacy without authorization, so as to make profits, which is of a bad nature. Yu Yuanzhi wrote down the reason for the report and sent it out.

A few minutes later, Xiao Zhenghong also watched the video at twice the speed, but he didn't see those things in the comment area.

He sent a message to Yu Yuanzhi, "I've finished reading." It must have been made by my roommate or someone from the dorm next door. Okay, Mr. Yu, please ask questions. ”

Yu Yuanzhi sent a speechless emoji, followed by a voice.

"I even made a fuss about you and stole your portrait. Do you do it with my consent! Such people must be reported. Yu Yuanzhi's voice was a little annoyed.

Xiao Zhenghong blinked his eyes, then blinked again, clicked on the voice and listened to it again, making sure that he had heard correctly.

"It's my likeness, why should I ask for your consent?" Xiao Zhenghong sent a video call and looked at Yu Yuanzhi with a smile.

"yes, why?" Yu Yuanzhi tilted her head, as if thinking.

The expression on Xiao Zhenghong's face froze. Is this really not understanding or pretending not to understand?

"Wait a minute." Xiao Zhenghong went out after speaking, and came back a few minutes later, but there was one more thing in his hand.

He pointed what he held at the camera.

"Hukou booklet? What are you doing with this? Yu Yuanzhi didn't understand.

"You've hinted at me, I'd be an idiot if I didn't understand." Xiao Zhenghong said.

"What's the hint?" Yu Yuanzhi couldn't keep up with Xiao Zhenghong's brain circuit.

"Aren't you suggesting that I'm going to settle my name as soon as possible?" Xiao Zhenghong shook the household registration book in his hand.

"Huh?" Yu Yuanzhi was stunned, "Which of my words made you so ambiguous?" ”

Then she went through what she had just said in her mind, and suddenly understood.

Xiao Zhenghong put down the household registration book, "Don't you mean that?" ”

"Of course not." Yu Yuanzhi hurriedly said, but was a little incoherent for a while, "I was a momentary gaffe, I ······ I mean. What am I trying to say? ”

"Forget it, I won't tease you." Xiao Zhenghong shook his head.

Are you sure you were just kidding me? Even the household register was taken out. How do I feel like you're serious? Yu Yuanzhi didn't dare to look at Xiao Zhenghong's eyes, so she could only look at the corners of his lips.

But this look made her regret it a little.

The rounded lips are closed one by one, and you can feel the softness through the screen.

For some reason, the picture of Xiao Zhenghong kissing her always appeared in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it.

"Do I have something on my lips?" Xiao Zhenghong wiped the corners of his lips slightly with his fingers, but found nothing.

Yu Yuanzhi's face was hot, "No." ”

"Then why do you keep watching?" Xiao Zhenghong's eyebrows moved.

"Your beard is not cleanly shaved." Yu Yuanzhi blurted out.

"What are you blushing for?" Xiao Zhenghong touched the top of his lips, but he didn't feel anything.

"Radiant." Yu Yuanzhi replied quickly.

After saying that, she began to admire her wit. One Person, One Autumn: