The sun sets in the west, leaving the last touch of color on the horizon, and the trees on the roadside of Nanxiang Park are full of ribbons and lanterns, changing colors all the time, adding a lot of brilliance.

A stage was set up at the main entrance, the background music was deafening, and the lights gathered on the magician in the center of the stage, only to see him holding a small silver bowl, and after a few movements, a flame rose up, illuminating the magician's face with a red light, and the audience resounded with violent applause; The magician extinguished the fire with the lid, shook it a few times, and when he opened the lid again, a small white dove appeared in front of everyone.

It was the first time to see magic so closely, and Tao You couldn't help but applaud.

"What's this," Song Yimian grabbed the croissant and cake that was going forward, glanced at Tao You, and lazily debunked the magic, "The magic spell is hand speed, this brazier looks like a thin layer and there is nothing, in fact, there is a layer buckled on the side of the lid, which is the pigeon prepared in advance, when the lid is lightly pressed, the upper layer and the lower layer are buckled together, and when you open it again, it is the white dove you see." ”

- What a disappointment.

After listening to Song Yimian's explanation, Tao You lost the mood to continue watching, turned around and squeezed Song Yimian away, glanced at the map behind the stage, and walked inside.

"Stinky tofu, ten yuan a bowl."

"Hand-printed cakes, freshly made and sold."

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Each stall played different music, and the snack stall was full of people standing in front of it.

Tao You looked left and right behind his hands, and suddenly there was a pull behind him, pulling the corners of Tao You's clothes back desperately.

"Croissant, let go! My new clothes! Tao You frowned slightly to stop it, and tried hard to break Ke Song's mouth, trying to make it loosen its mouth, but it was useless, in order to prevent his clothes from being torn, he followed Ke Song to a stall around the corner to buy skewers.

Ke Song finally let go of his mouth, Tao You smoothed the corners of his clothes printed with embossing, glanced at Ke Song who was sitting obediently on the side and stuck out his tongue, and then looked at the meaty skewers in front of him, and said to Ke Song who was full of anticipation: "You can't eat this." ”

"If you eat a bad stomach, I can't explain it to your master. No, no, let's go, let's go home and have a snack. Tao You tried to pull the leash.

Ke Song didn't move, as if he was stuck to his butt with glue, and he screamed at Tao You.

"It can't be eaten, you can buy something to eat." Song Yimian said.

The wind blew, and the fragrance of the skewers penetrated Tao You's nose, and she swallowed her saliva involuntarily, and the rejection on the side of her mouth was unreal.

"What if I eat a bad stomach, the day after tomorrow is a game, and the coach just said don't eat indiscriminately." Tao You thought of the game the day after tomorrow, his heart couldn't help but pound, and worries began to come to his heart again.

Tao You's voice was silent, but it was still heard by the stall owner, he stopped the action of brushing the sauce in his hand, picked up the towel around his neck to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said to Tao You in a loud voice: "Little girl, we are all fresh meat, everything is very clean, and we won't eat bad stomachs." I've been buying this skewer for more than ten years, there are countless repeat customers, the quality is absolutely no problem, you can go to the takeaway software to check our store, the ratings are very high, just this name. \./Hand\./Machine\./Edition\./First\./Hair\./More\./New~~" The boss pointed to the name in front of the stall and said, "How many strings?" I want to add what material I add and choose it on the side. ”

Tao You felt the gaze from his surroundings, blushing and feeling a little helpless, in a dilemma.

"If you don't buy it, don't block it in front, there are so many people lining up in the back." A discordant voice sounded behind Tao You.

Tao You hurriedly took the plate handed over by the boss, walked aside, and randomly selected a few strings and handed them to the boss.

"Eat something sweet, don't worry." While waiting, Song Yimian bought an ice cream and handed it to Tao You, trying to comfort him.

- There is no need to eat and eat.

Tao You took the ice cream and gave Song Yimian a look that was 'not comforted at all', "How can a god like you understand what we are worried about, and you don't have back pain when you sit and watch the play." ”

Song Yimian raised his eyebrows slightly, was not angry, and continued to say with a whims, "What's the use of you worrying about it now, who told you not to practice well at ordinary times, sports competition relies on strength, you are temporarily cramming for Buddha now, you can only pray that the day after tomorrow will give you more luck, don't lose too badly, eat a skewer." ”

The ice cream in his mouth was not fragrant in an instant, Tao You rolled his eyes, and only felt that Song Yimian's face was more and more. (More exciting on the next page!) )

Seeing that the more he was beaten, he resisted the urge to fight over, didn't accept the skewers handed by Song Yimian, squeezed through the crowd and left.

Song Yimian just wanted to follow, but was stopped by the stall owner: "Eh, you haven't paid yet, scan the code here." ”

When Song Yimian found Tao You, she was sitting on a stone bench by the lake, holding Ke Song's head and talking.

"Ke Song, do you say that Song Fat Man owes his mouth, how can anyone hurt his friends so much, no wonder he has no friends, he deserves it! If it weren't for the crowd and the police outside, I would have beaten him up a long time ago. As he spoke, Tao You stretched out a fist and shook it in front of Ke Song.

Ke Song couldn't understand what she was saying, and thought that Tao You was holding something delicious in his hand, and stretched his neck to sniff at her hand.

"Beat me, can you beat me?" Song Yimian stood beside Tao You and handed over the skewers again, "Didn't you eat dinner, aren't you hungry?" ”

"Not hungry." Tao You was still angry, and said stiffly. But his stomach rang out at an inopportune time.

Song Yimian didn't speak, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled silently, and handed the skewer to Tao You's mouth.

'Click! "

At the moment when Tao You took the skewers, a flash flashed, accompanied by the click of the camera.

"Wow! Woof! "Croissant and Cake call in one direction. \./Hand\./Machine\./Edition\./None\./Error\./First\./Hair~~

When Song Yimian heard the sound, he saw a camera lens exposed in the pitch-black bushes behind him, refracting the light in the dim light by the lake, and the images he had captured several times before immediately appeared in his mind.

There was a lot of movement behind the bushes, it should be that the person who was secretly filming noticed that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but Song Yibarely had time to put down the things in his hand, trotted over with the cake, and successfully caught the candid photographer whose shoulder strap was entangled in the bushes.

"Deleted." Song Yimian lifted the man's collar, stretched out a hand, and said coldly.

The candid photographer hugged the camera in his arms tightly, put his crooked hat straight, blinked and quickly glanced at the cake sitting in front of him, and then looked at Song Yimian, whose face was covered with ice ballast, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Little brother, we have something to say." ”

"I am a staff member of this night market, just to capture some beautiful moments so that I can go out to promote."

There was a lot of noise around, there were no people around the lake, and there were no lights in the bushes, so no one else noticed the movement at this time.

"Give me the camera." Song Yimian pursed his lips, obviously distrusting this person's words.

Seeing that this person still had no intention of handing over the camera, Song Yimian said to Tao You, who walked to the edge of the bushes, "Call the police." ”

Seeing that things were going to get bigger, the man finally couldn't help it, and while stopping Tao You's movements, he turned on the camera: "Don't call the police, I'll just delete the photos." ”

"Just these few photos," the man showed Song Yimian, "To be honest, these photos are really good-looking, and it's a pity to delete them." Seeing that Song Yimian did not waver, he showed the camera to Tao You, "Little girl, take a look, is it very good-looking." "I think the little girl should be easier to talk to.

Tao You put away his mobile phone, stepped forward, and took the camera to check the photos.

"Be careful, don't fall." The man watched Tao You tinkering with the camera, he was nervous, and his hands couldn't help but hold it underneath, for fear that Tao You would accidentally drop the camera.

The first two photos were captured by Tao You and Ke Song when they were talking to themselves, the dim and soft light shone on Tao You's body, Ke Song sat opposite Tao You obediently, and seemed to be listening to Tao You very seriously, but the two round eyes were staring at the ice cream on Tao You's hand, the saliva was dripping to the ground, and she couldn't stop it, Tao You's face was playful and cute that even she didn't know.

The last photo was taken when she took the skewers handed over by Song Yimian.

I don't know when the moon hung obliquely in the dark blue night sky, bending around, exuding a cold glow, and the surface of the lake was sparkling, and the breeze blew, setting off shallow ripples.

Song Yimian is three-dimensional, often giving people a sharp feeling, but it softens under the double blur of moonlight and light. He lowered his head, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his majestic single eyelid was so soft that it could overflow at this moment, staring at Tao You full of pampering. It's obviously an ordinary skewer, but after passing through his hands, it seems to have risen a few grades, and the fragrance is even better.

Tao You sat on the stone bench and trained for a semester. (More exciting on the next page!) )

, the baby flesh on her face has disappeared a lot, the facial contours are becoming clearer and cleaner, and sitting there quietly can also give people a little cold.

At this moment, her cheeks bulged slightly, she raised her head and stared at Song Yimian with big eyes, and she could vaguely see that the bad mood on her face had not completely disappeared, but it didn't feel really angry, but like a little girl's coquettish anger.

- Spoiled, spoiled.

Tao You was startled by the idea that popped up in his head.

- It should be ridicule, annoyance. Yes, it must be.

Tao You looked at the photo again, and brainwashed himself to transmit this idea.

"Little girl, isn't it pretty, I'm right." The candid photographer said proudly, "I've been practicing this photography technique for many years, plus the appearance of the two of you, the original picture is straight out, and there is no need to retouch the picture in later stage." ”

"Look, how nice it looks to take pictures of you and your boyfriend. This eye contact, emotional outpouring, compositional structure, lighting, tsk. It's perfect. The man was immersed in his own photography skills, sighed, did not notice the change in the atmosphere around him, and continued to say on the ground, "Little girl, you and your boyfriend are really talented and beautiful. Young man, my girlfriend is angry, just coax well, solve any contradictions as soon as possible, don't drag on too long... 슷·슷”

Tao You listened embarrassedly, her fingers picked at the camera tape, if she wasn't the party, just looking at the photos, she would also have the illusion that this was a little couple quarreling and reconciled.

"Shut up." Song Yimian interrupted him first, "The photos have been deleted, and the backup has also been deleted." ”

The man was in a hurry, took out a crumpled work card from his pocket, and handed it to Song Yimian: "I'm really a staff, such a good photo, I'll put it on the official website to promote our night market when the time comes, if you want to be paid, it's okay, it's all good to discuss..." 슷·슷”

Tao You stuffed the camera back into the man's arms, and he was a little impatient, but he still tried his best to say, "Let's delete it." Also, he's not my boyfriend, don't talk nonsense. ”

"It's not a couple." The man was a little disappointed, but the next second he cheered up again, "That's going to be soon, young man, you have to come on." ”.

"Okay, I'll delete this photo." The man raised his eyebrows at Song Yimian, and finally readily agreed, deleting the photo in front of the two of them, "I can go." ”

Song Yimian didn't let go, was silent for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "Only these few?" What about the candid photos before? ”

"What before, I said that I am a legitimate staff member here, and I also have professional ethics! What kind of candid shooting, I'm capturing, what I want is the most real moment, besides, you two and I are seeing each other for the first time today, where did you come from before. Don't frame me, young man. The man was also a little anxious and began to struggle, "It's not too early, I haven't finished the photo volume today, how long are you going to stop me." ”

Tao You didn't know what Song Yimian meant, she only felt that he was a little abnormal, and she was afraid that he would really make people anxious, but out of understanding Song Yimian, she didn't speak rashly. First\./Hair\./More\./New'.. Hand. Machine. edition

Song Yimian looked at the appearance of this person who didn't want to lie, and slowly let go of his hand.

The man straightened his clothes, picked up the bag on the ground, carefully bypassed the croissants and cakes in front of him, and hurried to the other side.

"What's wrong?" Tao You asked.

Song Yimian shook his head, stared at the direction the man left, and said in a low voice, "It should be that I confessed my mistake." "The brain is spinning - if it wasn't him, who could it be, could it really be that I was wrong?".