Wei Jiaojiao ran over happily. Lin Miaofeng stood aside, quietly looking at the young man in front of him, and a trace of inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in his heart. Wasn't Zhuo Yifan like this back then? Youth is full of masculinity, and there is no lack of tenderness in perseverance.

"Thank you very much for coming, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take care of so many children alone." Ye Mingzhen said with a smile. His vocal range is wide, magnetic, and naturally has a magical power.

Lin Miaoxiang smiled, politely exchanged a few words with Ye Mingzhen, then stuffed the big suitcase into the carriage, and walked into the minibus with the door.

Wei Jiaojiao had already found a window seat and sat down, chatting with a few other classmates. There were students from other schools in the car, full of people in the car. Lin Miaofeng deliberately picked a seat in the back row and sat down. She knew that Wei Jiaojiao had endless words to talk about with her classmates, and she had better stay away from them, so as not to have scruples when the children spoke.

At this time, Ye Mingzhen also walked into the car. He briefly communicated with a few teacher-looking people, counted the number of people, and then let the driver start the car and drive out of the school gate.

The white minibus drove out of Nan'an County, along the Panshang Highway in the Qinling Mountains, and drove all the way to Xi'an. After experiencing the initial excitement, the children soon fell asleep in twos and threes as the car shook.

Lin Miaofeng gently leaned his head against the window glass, shaking from time to time with the body. She stared at the green hills outside the car window, and suddenly remembered that she had walked the same mountain road ten years ago.

"Everything is wrong with the gate, and everything is different from what comes from." Lin Miaofeng suddenly thought of an ancient poem, and his heart suddenly became gloomy. When he went to report to Xi'an Academy of Arts that year, his father Lin Yuxian wanted to send his daughter to Xi'an to report in person. Unexpectedly, Lin Miaofeng resolutely refused, saying that he had grown up and needed to exercise. Lin Yuxian had no choice but to let her go.

Also in the minibus, also on such a mountain road, Lin Miaofeng snuggled in Zhuo Yifan's arms unscrupulously for the first time, and for the first time, he didn't have to worry about other people's eyes. From Nan'an to Xi'an, a journey of more than an hour, Lin Miaofeng snuggled in Zhuo Yifan's arms, immersed in incomparable sweetness.

At this time, a crackling raindrop smashed on the window glass, instantly dragging Lin Miaofeng's thoughts back. The weather in the mountains is really changeable, just say it. But is this also the case with a man's heart? Don't they all say that men are mountains? Isn't it like this mountain rain, saying that it will change?

Thinking of this, Lin Miaofeng couldn't help but sigh slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"What, isn't it comfortable?" Ye Mingzhen came over at some point, but Lin Miaoxiang didn't notice it at all.

Lin Miaoxiang knew that she had lost her temper. She hurriedly turned her head and smiled at Ye Mingzhen.

Ye Mingzhen leaned over and sat down in the seat next to her. He raised his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, and his heart moved, so he handed over a bottle of water.

"Come, drink saliva, moisten your mouth. The mountain road is too bumpy, and it is easy to get motion sickness. ”

Lin Miaofeng stretched out his hand to take the water and said thank you softly. "I don't get motion sickness, it's just a little uncomfortable." As he spoke, Lin Miaofeng turned his gaze out of the car window again, staring at the endless rain curtain leisurely.

Ye Mingzhen saw that Lin Miaofeng had no desire to talk, so he wanted to get up and leave. At the moment of getting up, Ye Mingzhen suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Miaofeng's slightly bloomed underwear, and vaguely saw several rows of bright red tooth marks printed on it.

Seeing this, Ye Mingzhen's heart shook suddenly. He didn't allow much thought about it, and hurriedly walked back to his seat. He had vaguely heard Wei Jiaojiao mention that her mother was once born in dancing, and she danced very well, and won many awards in competitions at the city and county levels. When he was recruiting students last year, Ye Mingzhen also met Wei Zhongsheng and was very impressed by his wide heart and fat body. With intuition, Ye Mingzhen felt that Lin Miaofeng's marriage was definitely unusual.

From afar, you can see the iconic bell tower of Xi'an. Several sharp-eyed students suddenly cheered happily, which immediately aroused the interest of the other students, and they all came back from their drowsiness, kept looking around, and laughed and laughed.

Looking at the excitement of the group of children in front of him, Lin Miaofeng's heart was mixed. When I first saw this bell tower, wasn't it really like this? It was carefree and innocent, as if the whole world was its own.

At this time, Ye Mingzhen stood up from the front seat. He turned, resting his left hand lightly on the back of his seat, smiling and warm. "Students, students, we are going to Xi'an later. Xi'an is a big city, with many people, many cars, and many treasures. After the students get off the bus, they must follow the team closely and never fall behind. If there is anything you must tell your teachers and parents, we will try our best to satisfy you. Do you think it's good? ”

The students in the car responded in unison, and then began to talk again. Their faces were full of excitement, and they craned their necks and looked out the car windows at the street scene and talked non-stop.

Seeing this, Ye Mingzhen frowned slightly, and a worried look appeared on his face. After a moment's thought, he whispered to a few other teachers, then took out a small red flag from his bag and walked towards the back of the car.

"Jiaojiao, this is for you. I'll ask you to hold this flag when you get off the bus so the kids know where we are. With that, Ye Mingzhen handed the small red flag in his hand to Lin Miaofeng.

Lin Miaofeng hurriedly stretched out his hand and continued, and said with an inexplicable smile: "Teacher Ye, don't worry, the flag is there, the people are there." After saying that, Lin Miaofeng immediately regretted it a little. She suddenly realized that she was old, how could she still speak so childishly and abruptly. A blush crossed her fair cheeks.

Ye Mingzhen didn't seem to notice Lin Miaofeng's abnormality. He smiled slightly, explained some precautions to Lin Miaofeng, and walked back to his seat.

Lin Miaofeng unfolded the little red flag and looked at it, and his heart suddenly became excited. The small red flag is printed with a few large characters in regular script, which is very conspicuous: Nan'an Street Dance Alliance. Looking at these words, Lin Miaofeng knew that Ye Mingzhen and several other dance teachers had a lot of ambitions, and he couldn't help but secretly admire them in his heart.

It didn't take long for the minibus to sway into a remote courtyard. After getting off the bus, everyone lined up in turn, and a teacher led them towards the hotel where they were staying. Lin Miaoxiang held the small red flag and followed closely to the side of the student team, and she was still pushing the big suitcase in her hand, which seemed very difficult.

Ye Mingzhen also carried large bags and small bags, busy before and after running. At this time, he saw Lin Miaofeng pushing the suitcase with great effort, sweating profusely, so he hurriedly ran forward.

"Jiaojiao, I'll help you get the box." As he spoke, Ye Mingzhen reached out and held the lever of the suitcase.

"No, thank you......" Before Lin Miaofeng could finish speaking, he retracted his hand like lightning. It turned out that when Ye Mingzhen was holding the suitcase lever, he just held Lin Miaofeng's soft little hand. Lin Miaofeng suddenly felt a strange warm current penetrate the back of his hand, causing his heart to tremble. She hurriedly withdrew her right hand, a blush running across her face.

Ye Mingzhen smiled slightly, then pushed the suitcase and walked forward. Lin Miaofeng glanced left and right, and saw that no one noticed this scene, so he relaxed a little. She pursed her lips, held up the small red flag in a curt, and walked forward with the procession.

The guesthouse where we stayed arrived quickly. The marching procession stopped in front of a small yellow two-story building. Ye Mingzhen beckoned everyone to rest in the shade of the tree, and he ran into the hotel in a hurry.

After a while, a hotel staff member followed Ye Mingzhen out. She glanced at the crowd and handed a note in her hand to Ye Mingzhen. Ye Mingzhen took the note, glanced at it slightly, and then clapped his hands and beckoned everyone to come over and allocate the room.

Lin Miaofeng was assigned to room 208 and lived with Wei Jiaojiao and two other girls. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Lin Miaofeng deliberately listened to the room where Ye Ming was staying. 209, isn't that right next door to you? How can it be so coincidental?

Pushing open the door of 208, Wei Jiaojiao shouted that she was tired to death, and suddenly lay on the bed and hummed. The other two girls restrained a little and didn't shout loudly, but they also complained.

The room was small, simple and clean, giving an unusually homely feel. Lin Miaofeng turned on the ceiling fan, then walked to the window again, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and pushed open the window for ventilation.

At this time, Lin Miaofeng found that the hotel was not far from Xi'an Art Institute. Standing by the window, you can see the gilded characters of "Xi'an Art Institute". Lin Miaofeng's heart moved, and his heart suddenly felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and it was not a taste at all.

Lunch is also arranged by the hotel. The group was divided into two large tables to eat, and the dishes were rich and generous. Everyone ate happily and was satisfied, but Lin Miaofeng was silent, and his heart was heavy. Ye Mingzhen was actually shared with him again, and he was next to his seat. In this way, Lin Miaofeng didn't dare to be too loud when he ate, he lowered his head the whole time, and took a few bites indiscriminately.

In the afternoon, it is free time for the children to relax. Wei Jiaojiao had to pester Lin Miaofeng to wait for her to go out and take a look at the scenery on the streets of Xi'an. Lin Miaofeng really couldn't resist her, so he said hello to Ye Mingzhen, and then took Wei Jiaojiao and the other two girls out of the house.

As soon as they walked out of the door of the hotel, the three little girls showed their "original form". They looked east and west, chattering and laughing, leaving Lin Miaofeng aside. Lin Miaofeng had no choice but to follow them closely, reminding them from time to time to pay attention to the speeding vehicles around them.

In front of it is Xi'an Art Institute. It's been ten years, and the academy is no longer what I remember. Lin Miaofeng raised his eyes and looked at the colorful buildings of the college, and his heart suddenly felt a burst of emotion.