Which café has a TV?

Jing Mian lowered his head, a little surprised, the words of the seat did not fall into the microphone, when they met for the first time, Jing Mian did not recognize Ren Xingwan as his bamboo horse, and now he is still suspected of classifying Mr. Ren as an old hooligan.

Jing Mian pursed his lips and thought to himself, the embarrassment is only temporary, and he will forget about it after today, as long as Mr. Ren doesn't settle accounts with him.

After all, it seems that I only provoked this once.

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On the day when Ren Xing came to A University late,

The atmosphere of the whole school is obviously different from usual.

At the end of class, students rushed out of the school building with books in their arms, some on bicycles, some on the school bus, and hurried to the stadium.

The library was full of empty seats at a glance, only books used to occupy seats, and a few students studied silently on their own. The most crowded stalls in the cafeteria are empty at the moment, and the aunt is holding the rice spoon with a blank face.

If other celebrities are okay, they can't delay college students' cooking.

But this time, it's a place to sleep.

How many times do you have the opportunity to meet this kind of coffee star in your life?

The school seems to have anticipated this situation for a long time, and specially notified the guards that students and members of the community from other schools are prohibited from letting them go, for fear of crowding and stampeding, and they will show their student cards when entering the school.

And Jing Mian, who should have gone back to the dormitory to lie down,

…… also held a single-lens reflex camera and was forced to work.

The reason is that the boy from the Propaganda Department at the same level, please Jingmian when he gets out of class in the morning, and go to the scene to take a few photos at night when Ren Congmian speaks, and the campus poster and official account need materials.

So, Jingmian came to the venue with a DSLR camera.

Because the boy specially instructed that the camera was a bit expensive, it was his father's baby, and he accidentally broke a corner last time, and he was almost beaten so much that his mother didn't recognize it.

Approaching the make-up exam, I specially asked Jing Mian, the most reliable person in the same level, for help.

So Jingmian handle it gently and try to be careful.

The temperature was high during the day, so Jing Mian asked Li Dong to help bring his coat back to the bedroom, and he went straight to the venue with the crowd.

On the question of whether to greet Mr. Ren later, Jing Mian hesitated.

“……”

In the end, it was decided not to know.

An ordinary college student, who is familiar with a top star without warning, will make people feel strange and disagreeable.

Besides, there are so many people off the field,

Ren Xinghui will not notice that he is a problem.

Jingmian turned on the main switch, adjusted the lower metering range, aimed at the crowd of students who were gradually gathering under the rostrum, and took a 'click' photo.

I don't know how long it took, but the photos in the replay were still dazzling sunsets, and the sky outside the camera had completely darkened, leaving only a corner of the lights around the stadium.

It's late autumn, and winter will start in a few days.

In the past two days, the temperature difference between day and night in City A is large, sometimes only one piece of tulle is needed during the day, and two down jackets are eager to be worn at night.

The students at the bottom waited for almost two hours, and many of them sat directly on the lawn, and some paced in place, rubbing their sleeves and rubbing to generate heat.

"It's going to be time, right?"

"Well, six o'clock in the evening, ten minutes to go."

", it's too cold... I knew to bring a few more hand warmers. ”

……

Jing Mian's side also made a mistake.

Except for the shirt, there was only a sweatshirt outside, and after only sitting on the side of the stage for a few minutes, the sleeves were frozen.

Jing Mian's fingertips were cold, even his toes, and the camera was on his lap, you must know that the temperature can drop to such a point at night, Jing Mian will never let Li Dong help bring his coat back.

But there are still five minutes left before the start.

There was not much time, Jing Mian glanced at his watch and decided not to go back to the dormitory to pick it up.

Soon, the rostrum, which had been temporarily erected for three days, was lit up.

Ren Congmian has arrived.

With a bang, the students sat up, picked up their lanterns and cheering sticks, and swarmed in this direction.

Jing Mian also jumped down from the side of the stage, turned on the camera, tied it on the back of his hand, spared it twice, and hung it up.

Everything is ready to go.

Soon, in the focus of Jing Mian's camera, Ren Congmian appeared on the podium in a dark suit with a white shirt underneath, with a wide windbreaker lining the man tall and handsome, and his legs were straight and slender.

Under the spotlight, the superior appearance becomes clearer and deeper, and the eyelashes are curled, but indifferent and abstinent, which makes people's hearts beat faster.

Jingmian's Adam's apple moved slightly.

He held the SLR camera very dedicatedly and steadily, and quickly clicked a few shots.

Ren Xingwan's face can be said to be 360 degrees without dead ends, Jing Mian changed a few angles, and found that the effect of the light was basically the same.

Almost engraved the two big words handsome in the film.

Such Mr. Ren turned out to be his lover.

The legal, licensed kind.

Now he still comes to his school to do activities, and he still serves as Mr. Ren's photographer?

The more I think about it, the more amazing it becomes.

If he went back a few days ago and told his former self about these changes that would happen in the future, I am afraid that even he would not believe it.

After the host finished speaking, Ren Congmian took the microphone handed by the staff and began to speak.

Jing Mian's position was a little different from the rostrum, and he found that he was indeed too worried before, with Ren Xingwan's visual range, even if he stood at the foot of the center of the podium, he would be swallowed up by the dark audience.

Moreover, when speaking, men's attention will inevitably be highly concentrated.

It's hard to notice your side unless you pay attention.

I heard that after the event, the organizers prepared a lot of gifts, autographed photos, merchandise, and tickets for various events and interview programs, even if you are not a fan, the gifts are quite tempting.

Jing Mian was staring intently at the podium, and suddenly, the mobile phone in his coat pocket rang, and when he looked down, it was Song Yuhang who sent a message:

[Mianmian, are you not wearing a coat? 】

[You're on the other side of the stadium, right?]

[I'll send it to you.] 】

At this moment, the frozen Jingmian seemed to see a savior.

He freed up one hand and typed quickly: "Thank you"

A few seconds later, Song Yuhang's message appeared on the screen:

[What's it called?] 】

Jingmian: "......"

After a while, Song Yuhang's mobile phone vibrate, and he picked it up and took a look:

Jing Mian: [Dad.] 】

Song Yuhang: "Poof-"

The boy in the dormitory was drinking water and almost squirted.

If it is replaced by someone else, such as Li Dong and Jiang Chen... Every time, I can fight with him to avoid this title, or die and stiffen my mouth for a while.

Jing Mian is really well-behaved, and he can't bear to tease him too many times.

I'm going to be cute to death by him.

Song Yuhang got up and saw two coats on Jingmian's hanger.

One is black and the other is light blue.

The black one was noticeably larger than the light blue.

Song Yuhang: "? ”

Song Yuhang vaguely remembered that this black coat seemed to be worn a few days ago, although it was big, at least the cuffs could cover the palms of the hands, and the style was wide and heavy, which must be warm.

So, Song Yuhang took the black one casually.

*

Jingmian put the phone away, raised the camera again, and took several photos professionally.

It wasn't long before he was gently tapped on the shoulder.

Jing Mian turned his head and found that it was a tall boy who was also a little surprised.

It's just that the corners of the other party's lips are smiling, and under the light of the venue, the boy looks tall and sunny, very youthful.

Jing Mian did a quick search in his mind and recognized it.

It's the younger brother named He Zhiyang.

He Zhiyang lowered his voice and asked, "Senior, why are you here?" ”

The apprentice is tall, and under the noisy background sound, when talking to Jing Mian, he needs to lean over slightly.

Jing Mian tightened the camera, maintained the light and angle of Fang Cai, and said truthfully: "The classmate in charge of photography has something to do and asked me for help." ”

He Zhiyang understood.

only found that Jing Mian was only wearing a shirt and sweatshirt, and the knuckles of the few knuckles holding the camera were red from the cold, and he frowned slightly.

He Zhiyang was behind Jing Mian and silently took off his coat.

Jing Mian was holding the camera, and suddenly felt a sinking on his body.