Chapter 151: Architecture Scholars Also Like to Act?

She limped out of the rehearsal hall, sat down on the steps, looked down, and saw a large swollen bag on her knee, and some blood came out of the broken skin, and she slowly pinched the dead skin with her fingernails, trying to tear it off.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" A little boy came out of the rehearsal hall and asked with concern.

She didn't look up, and answered: "I accidentally hit the table with my leg just now, and I broke some skin." ”

"Seriously?"

She shook her head, silent.

"I have a Band-Aid, you can stop the bleeding first." A long, fair, slender hand reached out behind her and handed her a Band-Aid.

"Oh, Thank You!" She didn't think much of it, she just took it and used it.

There are too many boys who usually shush her like this, she has long been used to it, there is no need for everyone to be enthusiastic about it, but she doesn't resist it.

She put on a band-aid and turned her head to see that the boy had turned and gone upstairs. She was quite surprised, there were many people who accosted her, but there were not many who didn't pester.

"What major are you?" She asked.

The boy was stunned: "I'm from the Department of Architecture." ”

She couldn't help laughing: "Those who study architecture also like to act in dramas? ”

"Acting is not divided into majors and ages, isn't the senior sister also learning design?" The boy never looked back, but the roots of his ears were already red.

She had already laughed and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, there is no distinction between profession and age, I agree with this." By the way, what's your name? Did you star in "Macbeth" this time? ”

He swallowed nervously: "I ......"

"How did you get here and sit?"

She turned her head and saw He Ming walking up from below with a bag of snacks. When I saw him, all my thoughts immediately shifted.

"Why did you come back! Starve me to death! She pouted and opened her arms for a hug.

He Ming walked over, glanced at her, and frowned: "What's wrong with your legs?" ”

"I just hit the table, and I got a big swollen bag." She snorted twice, looking coquettish, completely different from just now.

"Why was it so careless?" He Ming squatted down and looked at it, his brows furrowed even tighter, "The swelling is so high, you have to apply ice, you wait, I'll buy a bottle of ice water." ”

"Oops, forget it, you don't have to buy it, it's not a band-aid, it'll be fine in a while." She grinned, grabbed his arm, and kissed him on the cheek.

He Ming's face flushed, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Convergence, there are others here." ”

"By the way, he's a junior in the Department of Architecture, and he borrowed my Band-Aid just now." She looked back and smiled, "By the way, what did you just say your name was?" ”

"My name is ......" The boy turned his head, but a dazzling white light flashed on his face, and he couldn't open his eyes.

The picture suddenly freezes, and there is silence all around.

-

Pei Tongtong suddenly opened his eyes, only to realize that it was a dream. I looked at the time, and it was only half past one in the morning, but then, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

"Macbeth"? There are a lot of tricky roles in it, and there are so many guard roles without lines, but she really doesn't remember what the stupid guy played in it, but at the welcome party that year, He Ming took a lot of photos for her......

That's right, photos! She sat up from the bed with a spirit, almost forgetting that there were so many photos, there were always one or two that would have taken that stupid person......