An ethereal voice rang out, startling everyone: "Respectful Marginal, we have heard your conversation and what is happening outside. ”

The Operators and Merchants were yelling, "Then stop what you're doing!" "Sorry, no, what you're going through right now is exactly what we planned."

The voice paused for a moment, and continued to say in that ethereal tone, "I ask you, what is the method by which you want to become public?" ”

"Technology, of course."

"If I'm not mistaken, you're in a technological explosion."

"That's right."

"You haven't thought about the issue of electronic education? As far as I know, you have something called an online school. ”

"Yes." Everyone seemed to be getting more and more uneasy, and everyone felt as if they were drilling into a trap that seemed to have a flawless logic.

"Haven't you thought that education will only be their patent in the future?" Silent.

"This phenomenon is already happening now." There was still silence.

Not soon everything will disappear, Cheng Yang knows that the enchantment here has disappeared, and he can't really stay out of it, and in the end, the aerial shooting can only be involved, but Cheng Yang is still not worried, he seems to see some differences, and this difference may have something to do with the vice president here.

"Boss, what do we do now?" Mo Li walked up to Cheng Yang's side and asked.

Cheng Yang looked at the people around him who were still in the dream and said, "It's not a hurry, it seems that the other party still has some things to keep, I'm afraid this hospital is a crack built on a bug, but the owner here is definitely not this vice president, I'm afraid the owner behind this scene should be this director." ”

"You're right, but it's not in the bug, it's in the bug." Doug walked out from behind, dressed in a black robe.

"Black-robed man, no wonder you feel the same way as that group of people." Cheng Yang looked at Doug with a smile and said.

"Don't confuse me with those guys, they're all rubbish, they have what it takes to keep you here." Doug said.

Cheng Yang smiled and looked at him without speaking, but lightly touched his hand against the wall, and then looked at the shiny place in the distance and said: "It's just hypnosis, it's so magical, I don't know how people think you are really controlling here." ”

"Then let's look at my hypnosis."

In June, the lotus blossoms bloomed.

When Chen Xinmeng met Cheng Yang, it was such a June.

She flattened the rice paper on the stone table in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and used cinnabar to make it pink. But when I raised my hand, lotus flowers appeared on the paper.

She slowly lifted her pen and saw that a picture of Qinglian was about to be finished. Suddenly, I heard a chuckle behind me, my hand shook, and a drop of ink dropped on the painting.

When she looked back, she saw him.

The young man has a jade crown and a green robe, and his eyebrows and eyes are picturesque. It's like an immortal who came out of a splashed ink painting.

"Because of you, my painting is ruined." Chen Xinmeng spoke calmly, not amazed by his overly outstanding appearance, nor angry because the painting was destroyed, nor did she wonder why he appeared in her hibiscus garden.

"I'll help you change it." The boy stepped forward and took the brush from her hand, and with just a few strokes, the ink stain became a firefly.

Tiny fireflies lie on the delicate petals of the lotus flower, and the whole painting comes alive.

Chen Xinmeng looked at the young man in front of him seriously, "Your painting skills are very good." ”

When the young man heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, "You too." ”

Chen Xinmeng pursed her lips and said nothing, just looked down at the painting.

When he suddenly came back to his senses, the boy was gone, as if he had never appeared.

In the evening, the boy appeared before her again.

Chen Xinmeng was sitting under the lamp reading a travelogue, and suddenly heard another sound outside the window. She put down the book, walked to the window, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the young man's smile, "Chen Xinmeng, do you want to see fireflies?" ”

Perhaps it was because the night was really intoxicating that night, as if he was bewitched, Chen Xinmeng took the young man's hand and went out of the house with him.

He stopped in a meadow, surrounded by the silence of insects, and said, "My name is Cheng Yang." Fireflies of fireflies. ”

Under the gentle moonlight, a large group of fireflies flew from afar, like stars in the sky all appeared in front of her at this moment.

In the cool night breeze, Chen Xinmeng stretched out her hand, and a small firefly stopped in her palm and crawled around in her hand. "It's so beautiful."

He smiled beside her, his dark eyes seemed to crumple the starlight in the sky, "If you like, I can take you to see the fireflies in the future." ”

"Cheng Yang, thank you." Chen Xinmeng called him suddenly, and her tone was extremely serious.

"No, not necessarily." Cheng Yang was stunned for a moment, and a touch of crimson quietly dyed his jade-like earlobes, like a newly blooming peach blossom in early spring.

That summer was the happiest summer for Chen Xinmeng, and she waited for the sun to set every day. In the dead of night, the boy would knock on her window and take her to see the fireflies in the sky.

At first, she liked the beautiful scenery of fireflies, but later, her expectation became that teenager.

She looked forward to the slight shyness in his tone when he called her name, and the warmth of his hands as he took her out of the house. Looking forward to seeing the starlight in his eyes.

In September, there are fewer and fewer fireflies.

That day, Cheng Yang didn't say anything about sending her home until late.

All night, the boy peeked at her, wanting to stop talking.

When it was almost dawn, it was drizzling in the sky, and Chen Xinmeng finally couldn't help but look back at him, "It's time for me to go home." ”

"Chen Xinmeng, I have something to say to you." Hearing this, Cheng Yang finally held back this sentence.

The night wind blew not only the girl's hair and skirt, but also the heart.

Will it be what she thinks? Could it be the one she wanted to hear?

Cheng Yang lowered his head and looked at the grass on the ground, "I'm leaving." "Autumn has arrived, and the boy who appeared with the fireflies will eventually leave with the fireflies.

"Where are you going?" Chen Xinmeng's eyes widened slightly.

But Cheng Yang just shook his head and didn't say anything.

Chen Xinmeng suddenly smiled, "Next summer, will you come back with fireflies?" ”

"Yes."

There was a clean smile between the girl's good-looking eyebrows and eyes, "I'll wait for you to come back, you come back early." ”

She watched Cheng Yang turn into a stream of fireflies and disappear into the night. Suddenly, there was a glow in the bottom of the eye.

In the spice-burning boudoir, the maid was about to wake up the young lady.

Chen Xinmeng, who was woken up, sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms, and in a trance, she couldn't tell if she really met Cheng Yang in the summer or if it was just a big dream.

"What season is it?"

"Isn't Miss Mo sleeping?" The maid pushed open the window, and the fragrance of osmanthus wafted in, "It's September now." ”

Chen Xinmeng looked out the window, "Yes, it's September, and the fireflies are gone." ”

After the autumn when the maple forest is dyed, the snowy winter, and the spring when the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, she will finally wait for the summer when the sky is full of fireflies. Wait until goodbye to that teenager.