The evening breeze was gentle, and when it was time for the end of school, the small sidewalk in front of the school was full of life, and students poured out of the school building in groups. They giggle and laugh, and seem to be the happiest people in the world, neither worrying about their livelihood but also dreaming the most innocent and brilliant dreams, carrying their schoolbags and walking leisurely on the way home.

On the contrary to them, He Beifan was not like this, he walked in a hurry, and the schoolbag on his shoulders made him feel more and more heavy, disdainful of the laughter of his peers, he had more important things to deal with, so he was a little unsociable. "Classmate, please let me go." He kept saying the same thing, weaving through the crowd over and over again.

"What? Do you have long eyes? The boy didn't know whose foot he stepped on in a panic, and turned his face sideways to see a boy with glasses looking at him viciously, "Are you walking troublesome to see the road?" Seeing Beifan's embarrassment, the man with glasses not only did not understand, but seemed unrelenting.

"I'm sorry, I'm really in a hurry." He Beifan couldn't care about explaining anything more because he was so preoccupied, and naturally he didn't want to continue to entangle with such a person, so after apologizing politely, he hurried forward in a hurry. But his hurried look was seen by the girl in the crowd, "Beifan, Beifan." Ye Nianyi seemed to use his greatest strength and shouted.

Such a gentle and familiar voice sounded in He Beifan's ears, so that the young man couldn't help but stop, he slowly turned around and saw the white and delicate face, Beifan was originally very anxious, but now he couldn't help but settle down. The boy opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after all, he didn't say anything. Instead, he stood in place, silently waiting for Nian Yi to approach.

"Why are you in a hurry today?" Ye Nianyi is also an empathetic girl, she didn't see He Beifan's panic, so she couldn't help but speed up her pace to keep up with him, but her clear and transparent eyes were involuntarily attracted by He Beifan, and she couldn't help but look at him twice.

As for He Beifan, he naturally realized that Nianyi was looking at him, so he subconsciously looked back, which made Ye Nianyi a little embarrassed, and the girl's cheeks were slightly red. She lowered her head and tried to hide her embarrassment, such a little caution was also seen through by Beifan, but he didn't say it explicitly. To untie the bell, it is necessary to tie the bell, and in the end, it was Ye Nianyi who opened his mouth first to resolve the deadlock.

"Well, are you ready for the festival?" The girl gradually calmed down her emotions, and her cheeks slowly returned to their original color, not so much because of Nian Yi's curiosity, but because she just deliberately threw out a topic that interested He Beifan.

"The activities of the festival?" Bei Fan raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but ask a rhetorical question, and looked at the front with a thoughtful look, "Preparation is preparation, but ......" The young man suddenly took a turn when he said this, "If you perform now, you will definitely not be able to get on the stage." He Beifan has always been humble, not to mention that he has extremely high requirements for himself, which Ye Nianyi does not know. Seeing Beifan's serious appearance, Nian Yi's heart was even clearer.

"Why can't you get on the stage?" Ye Nianyi pouted her little mouth playfully, "Why do you always talk about yourself like this?" Too modest, right? Nian Yi was joking on the surface, but he really thought so in his heart. But obviously, He Beifan didn't think so, on the contrary, he still looked serious, "How can there be?" I'll tell you the truth, I really can't get on the table, okay? I like this piece very much, but I'm really not proficient in playing it, so I'll have to practice hard for a while. Fan paused again, and said seriously, "What's more, the chief judge of this vocal competition ......" He Beifan didn't say anything when he said this, but just shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Ye Nianyi naturally heard about the chief judge of the vocal competition, but he didn't understand Beifan's worries.

"The main judge of this competition is Yin Dixiao." Nian Yi replied without thinking, "What's the matter?" Doesn't he like you? What are you worried about? Seeing He Beifan's embarrassed face, the girl was really curious. It's just that for Ye Nianyi's question, the young man was not so reluctant to answer. Rolling his eyes, he felt that such a trivial matter was nothing, and he really shouldn't care about it, "Well, he used to feel good about me. Bei Fan wrinkled his nose, "However, some things have not been very pleasant recently, and I don't want to talk about it." Seeing that Beifan was so confused, Ye Nianyi couldn't say anything more.

Turning the corner, they came to the door of the piano shop unconsciously, "Well, you prepare well, I'm looking forward to your performance." Nian Yi smiled at him habitually, even though there was no laughing point in what they were talking about, but her smile was so familiar that she waved at the boy and prepared to go in. And He Beifan, as usual, stood at the door of the piano shop and silently looked at the girl's back.

Ye Nianyi's movements were extremely slow, the girl walked to the steps but had no intention of going in, she slowly moved her steps, and finally stood on the last step. After this, the door of the piano shop was opened, and Nian Yi walked in. Seeing his beloved girl go home, He Beifan finally calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief, he wanted to relax himself, but he still felt an unspeakable heaviness.

Without Nian Yi's company, Beifan, who was walking alone on the street, was getting faster and faster, and the boy was like a gust of wind shuttling through the bustling streets, and the schoolbag on his shoulders was very heavy, but it did not affect his speed at all. Even if he was so tired that he didn't even want to turn the gears of his brain, He Beifan was as energetic as a chicken, in the past, because He Yulei served fragrant meals on the table, but today is an exception. Because the boy did not intend to go home at this time, but there was a more important review waiting for him.

Therefore, he did not stop too much when passing the small courtyard of his family, but continued to walk forward. Such a distance seems to be a little far, but it is not enough to arouse Beifan's disgust. He finally stopped in front of a silver sign shop, raised his head, and was greeted by four big words, "Uncle Lei's Noodle Restaurant." He Beifan was a little nervous, the heart was beating violently in his chest, and the boy clenched his fist, trying to calm himself down. Just as he was about to go in, he felt something was wrong, so he flipped the collar of his school uniform to make himself look more energetic.

Guo Lei was wiping the table that had just been soiled by the guests, and couldn't help but be a little absent-minded, and then raised his head and glanced at the clock on the door frame of the back hall, and couldn't help but wonder a little, "It stands to reason that this point should have arrived now, why hasn't it come yet." The man couldn't help but start muttering to himself. He was thinking about it, but saw He Beifan, who was carrying a schoolbag, pushing the door and walking in.

Guo Lei immediately put down the rag in his hand and said politely and habitually, "Hello, what do you want to eat?" This made Beifan look even more nervous, "Well, that, that." It took him a long time before he stammered, "I'm not here to eat." I'm looking for your boss, where is your boss? Although he is young and young, Beifan seems to be very measured when he speaks, but unfortunately, the young man's vision is really not very good.

Guo Lei was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth inadvertently raised, thinking that this kid was a little interesting, but he pretended to be serious and crossed his waist, "I'm the boss, what are you looking for me?" The man looked at the child in front of him and had some urge to laugh, but he was not in a hurry to make a statement, but waited quietly to see He Beifan's attitude.

"Huh?" For Guo Lei's reply, He Beifan's eyes were enlarged by half a centimeter, he obviously didn't expect that this middle-aged man with a rag in his hand was the owner of this restaurant, so hands-on. "That, that." Beifan was a little caught off guard, but in the next second, he was heartbroken, and he still confessed, "I, I'm not here to eat." I'm here for an interview. After he finished speaking, Guo Lei's brows immediately furrowed.

"You're here for an interview?" He wiped his generous palm in disbelief, "I'm looking for a waiter." You're a kid, what are you doing here? The man said with a look of disdain on his cheeks, as if he was complaining about Beifan's unreasonable trouble. looked at Beifan from head to toe, the young man's face was very handsome, and his figure was also good. It's just that he's too young, and it's obviously not the material for this business.

At the same time, He Beifan's original nervousness was wiped out by Guo Lei's disdain, and he looked at the middle-aged man with a beard in front of him, but he was a little more unconvinced, "I'm not a child, I'm sixteen." Don't look at me young, I'm very diligent, really. As long as you give me the work, I promise it can be completed. Beifan's eyes were full of sincerity, which made the soft-hearted Guo Lei unbearable to hit him again, and it was not bad to look at the young man in front of him.

Inadvertently, Guo Lei's face became a little kinder, "Come, let's talk about it, boy, why do you want to come for an interview?" He Beifan saw that the man's attitude was a little more relaxed, and he thought that he had enough opportunities, he thought for a while and said, "What about me, I just think that my mother works too hard, and I really don't want to see her work so late." The young man continued in a soft voice, "Second, I have grown up, and I also want to reduce the burden on my family. ”

For some reason, He Beifan said this, which made the middle-aged Guo Lei have an inexplicable admiration, and he began to look at the child standing in front of him again, he looked so neat and neat, and he looked extremely simple in a school uniform. Guo Lei smiled at him uncomfortably, "Child, aren't you afraid of delaying your studies when you come to the store to help?" He asked again with a little concern.

He Beifan shook his head without thinking, "No." I'll just come over after school to help. Besides, it's also a good opportunity to train yourself. Originally, Guo Lei was not optimistic about him, but Beifan's sincerity and simplicity moved him.

"Alright then, after school tomorrow, you can come to the store to help." The man looked very satisfied, and He Beifan had an indescribable sense of joy, and the corners of the young man's mouth couldn't help but rise.