On the night of W City, a cool breeze blew through Yin Xiaoyu's shoulder-length short hair, and the green silk floated slightly, setting off a sad look on her face.

She stood lonely by the window on the third floor, quietly looking down at the familiar street and the hustle and bustle of the street......

He reappeared? Didn't he disappear?

"Knock Knock ......"

A hurried doorbell rang, Yin Xiaoyu came back to his senses, sighed, slowly walked to the closed door, and opened the door weakly.

"Sister, tomorrow night, the Yin Hong model team will arrange for our Ruili Shoes and Anyuan Writers Association to meet, he is a high school classmate, right? Tell me about him. ”

Zhou Jingjing squeezed in, glanced at Yin Xiaoyu with a smile, grabbed her arm suddenly, pulled her hard, and dragged her to the living room, walking and rambling at the same time.

Yin Xiaoyu was absent-minded, and he didn't pay attention to what he said at all.

She sat down on the couch, put her feet on her feet, and stretched out her hand—

Aunt Lian, the nanny, handed over a glass of milk with a smile, Yin Xiaoyu glanced at it, "bang", put the milk on the coffee table, looked up, and said to Aunt Lian: "Changed!" Get a cup of coffee! ”

Aunt Lian was stunned for a moment, and asked tremblingly: "Miss, Mrs. has an explanation, I must let you drink a glass of milk every night, your body is too weak-"

"Listen to me today, I said I want coffee, go!"

"Yes, Miss."

Aunt Lian left in a hurry, Yin Xiaoyu looked at her back, shook her head, smiled bitterly, turned her head, looked at Zhou Jingjing, and asked, "What did you just say?" ”

Zhou Jingjing sat over with a smile and said excitedly: "Sister, are you familiar with the chairman of the Anyuan Writers Association?" ”

"What a mess, in Anyuan, I stayed for three years, it was a long time ago, not familiar! For information about the Anyuan Writers' Association, ask the assistant Yin Xiaoyin to print and distribute it to you, don't affect me to drink coffee! ”

At this time, Aunt Lian came over with a cup of coffee, bowed her head, and handed it to Yin Xiaoyu.

Yin Xiaoyu picked up the spoon, stirred it, put the spoon on the plate, picked it up, took a sip, "poof", spit it out, and scolded: "What broken coffee?!" Do you want to make coffee?! Scald me! ”

Aunt Lian was so frightened that she trembled and didn't dare to make a sound, Zhou Jingjing hurriedly played a round and said, "Sister, the freshly brewed coffee is naturally hot, let's not lose our temper, okay?" ”

Seeing that Yin Xiaoyu didn't speak, Zhou Jingjing waved at Aunt Lian and motioned for her to go down.

Aunt Lian left quietly, walked to the kitchen door, turned around, glared at Yin Xiaoyu fiercely, stepped into the kitchen quickly, closed the door, took out her mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and clumsily entered a line of words: Urge Xiaoyin to hurry up, this arrogant and domineering woman and stupid dead fat man, tomorrow I will leave W City, Ruili Shoes will be leaderless, and the opportunity is rare to get what should belong to Xiaoyin, understand?

Aunt Lian made a straight face, pressed the send button, put the phone in the pocket of her apron, turned on the faucet, and washed the dishes.

"Ding-dong-"

Aunt Lian's WeChat voice rang, Aunt Lian quickly put down the bowl in her hand, wiped it on the apron with her hand, took out her mobile phone, and couldn't wait to turn it on.

Sister, thank you for your hard work, when Xiaoyin and I control all the shares of Ruili Shoes, take you home, find someone to serve you, let you also enjoy the feeling of being a wife, and you can also call the nanny.

Aunt Lian finally smiled, put her phone in her pocket, and continued to wash the dishes.

In the living room, Yin Xiaoyu was tinkering with something in his hand, and Zhou Jingjing was reading the information.

"Male, Han nationality, pen name Pingshui Yihe, born in Anyuan District, Pingxiang City, Jiangxi Province, university culture. Member of Jiangxi Writers Association, member of Chinese Poetry Society, member of Chinese Music and Literature Society, member of Pingxiang Writers Association, director of Pingxiang Poetry Society, executive director of Pingxiang Yinglian Society......"

"What are you reading? What is the member, and what does it have to do with you? Yin Xiaoyu was a little irritated when she heard this, turned her head, and looked at Zhou Jingjing.

Zhou Jingjing put down her mobile phone, looked at Yin Xiaoyu with a smile, and said, "Sister, the relationship is big, the customer I want to meet tomorrow night is a group of Anyuan writers, I don't know a little about the situation, how can I communicate?" ”

"Oh? Writer? Silly you, don't do this, recite a few lines of poetry, and recite them in front of them, which not only shows that the senior management of Ruili Shoes is educated, but also shows respect for Anyuan writers. ”

After Yin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he yawned, got up, and walked to the bedroom.

Zhou Jingjing still did her homework, searched for a few poems by Pingshui Iga, and memorized them with a shaking head.

"In Sanwan, I found the most beautiful nostalgia"

Three bays, a forest farm community

The most beautiful nostalgia occupies my pupils

Green mountains on all sides, brilliant in Chinese painting

A small river, flowing in an idyllic setting

Lights at the farmer's workshop

It is accompanied by the fragrance of books in the farmer's bookstore

Farming culture blooms with dazzling appearance

Winding hiking trails

By the footprints of tourists from all directions

Leave a kiss mark after kiss

There are children playing with porcelain clay in the courtyard

The sweet scent of nursery rhymes

I heard a gust of wind blowing

With the story of the educated youth, in the back of the ridge

Write down the years of Cangsang

That scenic forest, in the bright moon

Rising direction, watch

A string of wanderers' shadows

Drifting away, from thick to light

Scattered farmhouses, accompanied by nostalgia

Into my sleepland

……

Zhou Jingjing memorized it several times, this poem is too difficult to memorize!

The next day, Yin Xiaoyu and Zhou Jingjing drove to P City, almost dusk, Yin Hong models were ready, reporters and guests came one after another, Sister Yin Xiaoyu

The brothers found a seat in the front row and sat down.

Suddenly, I only heard a "click" sound behind me, who is coming? So high-profile!

Yin Xiaoyu turned around, looked back, and inadvertently, saw a person who seemed familiar.

Is that him? Yin Xiaoyu's heart is surging, won't it? It shouldn't be him! She turned around melancholy, no longer looking at him, and let the cameramen and reporters behind her entertain him warmly, what does it have to do with her! He used to say it didn't matter, and now, it doesn't matter!

Yin Xiaoyu recalled angrily, thunderous applause sounded after himself, Yin Xiaoyu suddenly woke up, raised his head, on the ladder, wide open, open the show

Especially Sea, Monica, Han Bing, and Gao Liangliang, who came to the front of the catwalk, appeared in a 45-degree T-shaped step, huh?! Gao Liangliang's face is pale, what's wrong?

"Chairman An, do you think Sea's temperament is suitable for shooting the cover of Anyuan Writers' Association?"

Congratulate?

Hearing this surname, Yin Xiaoyu's heart trembled, is it really him?

He's right behind her? In an instant, Yin Xiaoyu's heart was beating faster and excited, she wanted to turn around, thought for a while, stopped again, and looked at the catwalk with resentment, while her heart was beating wildly, and her ears were listening to the conversation behind.

"He's a good model, even if he's not pretty, when he stands there, he catches people's attention, even if he's wearing an inappropriate garment, he doesn't compromise the model's body, head, face and garment. Good photography comes from the joint efforts of photographers and models. A good model can often give a photographer unexpected creative inspiration, and a good photographer can also create a supermodel......"

It's his voice! It's him! What is he doing here?! He shouldn't have come, he shouldn't have disturbed her already calm heart again! Yin Xiaoyu thought and clenched his fists.

"Chairman An, there are three main indicators to measure a model's performance, endorsement, cover and catwalk? Sea has endorsed luxury JO and walked the show, but he hasn't taken a cover, he can't? ”

"No, you're wrong, you have to give newcomers a chance if you haven't filmed, Sea is fully competent, it's just that our Anyuan Writers Association has its own professional videographer."

……

The two kept chatting, and Yin Xiaoyu kept listening, wanting to turn back and resentful.

Until the end of the show, people disperse to the end.

He also left first, Yin Xiaoyu got up, and when he raised his eyes, he found that Zhou Jingjing next to him was sleeping heavily, she picked up her feet and kicked hard, Zhou Jingjing "ah", woke up, jumped up, and asked, "Has it started?" ”

"What began? It's over! Did Pingshui Iga contact you? ”

Zhou Jingjing then remembered that he was down to business, he had an appointment tonight, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and saw Pingshui Yihe's message at a glance: Mr. Zhou, at half past nine in the evening, the coffee on the other side, see you or leave!

Zhou Jingjing looked at the time and screamed, "It's late!" ”

He sped away in the direction of the coffee on the other side—

"Doodoo ......"

The mobile phone in Zhou Jingjing's pocket rang and she habitually answered the phone.

"Mr. Zhou, your girlfriend Gao Liangliang is sick, come here!"

Zhou Jingjing put down her phone, turned around, and shouted to Yin Xiaoyu: "Sister, I have something to do temporarily, you can see Pingshui Yihe for me!" The other side! ”

Without waiting for Yin Xiaoyu to answer, Zhou Jingjing had already disappeared without a trace.

Yin Xiaoyu smiled bitterly, drooped his head and walked to the other side.

As soon as Yin Xiaoyu stepped into the door, a waiter came to greet him.

"Hello, Miss! Several? ”

"I have an appointment with a client, check it out for me, where?"

"Miss, duckweed in a private room."

What the?! Familiar name, duckweed, that is him and her, in the rainy season that year, often went to the private room, Yin Xiaoyu shook his head, thinking too much, just a customer.

Yin Xiaoyu was relieved, walked to the duckweed house, knocked on the door, and walked in generously and decently, and when he looked up, both parties were surprised.

"Light rain? How are you? ”

"An Yuan, you are Ruili's customer Pingshui Iga? When did you become the president of the Writers' Association? Don't you want to see me? Didn't it disappear? Yin Xiaoyu was angry.

An Yuan kept smiling, with a bright smile, just like when he touched it back then, looked at Yin Xiaoyu, and said affectionately: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, when I was in high school, I moved and went to a far away place, I shouldn't have said goodbye without saying goodbye, it's just that when I said goodbye to you back then, I found that you were being held by a chubby boy, you ......"