Chapter 21 Sijun is like flowing water, how can there be a time for poverty
When I got home, it was already half past 22 in the evening, and after a brief chat with Su's mother for a while, Su Yangyang washed up and went back to the bedroom and gently took the door. In the group of five people, except for Su Yangyang, the other four people have already made a fuss on the video call.
Su Yangyang joined the video call. Cut Liu Yi's shot to the maximum, it's been a week, are you okay.
"Yangyang, you're here." Lin Jia, who was on the other side of the camera, was the first to discover Su Yangyang's joining.
"Su Yangyang, have you finished eating? Eating so much at night are not afraid of gaining weight? Liu Yi, who was originally looking down to read, heard Lin Jia's words, and immediately looked up and saw Su Yangyang leaning on the head of the bed, and the goose-yellow background wall appeared to have softer facial features.
"What's the matter with you? Have you eaten your rice? Did it cost you money? It was originally an ordinary joke, but who made Su Yangyang have nowhere to vent his anger at Kong Yinxin at this time, but Liu Yi hit the muzzle of the gun impartially. It's really good to be kind, and I still think about him so much.
"Okay, you two will quarrel as soon as you come." After class in the evening, Father Lin picked up Lin Jia at the school gate, so he didn't leave with Su Yangyang. "Yangyang, are you okay with class today?"
"Not good." Su Yangyang has been chatting with Wang Qi and Liu Yi about Kong Yinxin all night, and now he can't raise the strength at all to repeat it to Lin Jia in full.
"I'll tell you!" Wang Qi took Su Yangyang's words and began to chat.
After a busy day, the tired Su Yangyang almost collapsed on the bed, opened Weibo, and what jumped into his eyes was the latest news on the band's official Weibo.
"Good evening, Chinese friends. The band will release a new album in May of this year, and the tour will begin this year. Looking forward to seeing you all. ”
At this moment, the official news in his heart made Su Yangyang, who was originally paralyzed in bed, so excited that he jumped wildly on the bed, dancing with his hands, shaking the ears of a one-meter-long stuffed rabbit up and down with both hands, and screaming like killing pigs.
"Su Yangyang! Can't you sleep? I can't sleep and go downstairs for a run! What is it called! Su's mother's roar came from next door.
Su Yangyang hurriedly sat down, and in his smart eyes, surprise and anticipation almost overflowed. In the small but cozy bedroom, it is a sweet smell.
"They're coming to China, and it's probably July or August this year." Su Yangyang almost screamed.
"Wow! At that time, they all graduated, then you can go! Even though it is still early to graduate, Wang Qi can feel Su Yangyang's excitement and joy through the screen. Finally, Su Yangyang can get his wish.
"Next year? That's early. Don't get too excited on the big night. Lin Jia has never chased stars, and she will not understand Su Yangyang's excitement at this time.
"Su Yangyang, if you don't dare to go alone, you can beg me to accompany you." Liu Yi remembered that he had promised Su Yangyang to accompany her.
"What am I afraid of? I beg you, don't come, I won't dare to go if you come. "Really, can't you just talk well? Su Yangyang, who was in front of the camera, rolled his eyes at Liu Yi.
"Liu Yi, can you speak?" Chen Bin, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, really couldn't stand it, "You promised Su Yangyang to accompany her." The manly husband is a man who is hard to chase. ”
"That's it!" As long as Liu Yi and Su Yangyang can be matched, Wang Qi and Chen Bin can quickly become teammates in the united front.
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"It's almost twelve o'clock, let's go to bed." Lin Jia, who didn't speak on the side, knew that Su Yangyang liked this band very much, but he really couldn't get into this topic. It's really not too early to see if it's too late.
Turn off the video. Su Yangyang tiptoed out of bed, sat down at the desk, gently opened the drawer, and took out the diary. Under the incandescent light, Su Yangyang tilted his head and carefully sketched the name of the band with a stylist, as well as Liu Yi's abbreviation.
Thoughts flowed from the tip of the pen and were engraved on goose-yellow paper:
Since the king's appearance, the mirror is dark.
Sijun is like flowing water, how can there be poverty.