Chapter 1072: First snow

The bell rings.
The people in the classroom rushed away, and in a few moments, there was a laugh in the corridor.
Xiaohua took Xia's backpack and walked up to her. She stretched out her hand: "Come on, let's go, it's snowing outside! The first snow of the year is beautiful, let's go out with me." !"
Xia Wei didn't have any mood, opened her hand: "Let's go."
"Hey, don't you watch? I..." She said halfway, looked at Xia Wei's face and changed her mouth with interest. "Then I went first. If you have anything, call me. Performing class results. Not good just for the time being..."
The voice did not fall, and Xia gave her a look.
Xiaohua was scared to the heart, although it was a friend, but since she became a new chief, she seems to be getting more and more fierce. Forget it, she is in a bad mood, still do not touch her.
The little flower walked quietly. Sometimes she felt that she was far away from Xia, and there was no way to say something in her heart... Maybe, the level of the two is too far apart? Xia Wei is so beautiful, singing and dancing are so good, family life is good, everyone said that she will become a singer singer in the future.
On the other hand, Xiaohua himself?
It is not necessary to be able to debut.
Forget it, go find Kiki to play - Xiaohua thinks while walking, Kiki is almost like her, they are working hard for debut, they have some small dreams, they will encourage each other, support and comfort, the most important It is Kiki who won't marry her like Xia Wei.
Xiao Yan...
Although the little monks are good, sometimes they are too proud.
Not a level, you can't be a particularly intimate girlfriend.
"Kiki, wait for me!" In the corridor, Xiaohua took a few steps to catch Kiki, and the two quickly said with a smile.
Xia Wei stayed in the classroom for a while, and when everyone was scattered, she returned to the small open space just taught by the teacher alone, learning the way of Li Bingman in memory and reaching out. "Don't leave, don't leave me," she said, "If you dare to step out of this door, I will detonate the bomb!"
Still very blunt.
Without the guidance of someone next to her, she knows that she is not good at playing. No matter how many times she tried, she could not enter the state and could not find the feeling that an actor should have.
She is more energetic with herself and does not know how long it has been repeated.
The phone rings.
She picked it up: "Hey?"
At the end of the phone, there was a bass that was warm and mellow: "Small, what are you doing, it is snowing."
Xia Wei’s nose suddenly became sour, I don’t know why, when she heard the man’s voice, she wanted to cry. "Hey brother..." She called softly, and her voice was full of grievances.
Zhai Ziheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office of the emperor's chairman. Outside the window, there were snowflakes that were raging. He listened to the voice of the little girl crying on the phone, and the brow wrinkled incomprehensibly: "What happened, who bullied you?" Who dares to bully his baby, whoever he wants to look good!
"No." Xia Hao quickly sucked his nose and held back the cry. At the beginning of the school, when she was robbed of the dormitory, the position of the squad leader, and the nails in the dance shoes, she could indeed sue the scorpion with unscrupulous anger and threaten to retaliate back, but this time? It is her own acting skills that are not as good as people. Who can retaliate against?
When I remembered the sneer of the teacher every time I took the art class, and the strange eyes of the students, she wanted to cry again. Why didn’t she play badly regardless of her efforts?
"No, you have something to do with me," Yan Ziheng called, and strode out, paused at the secretary desk, and asked the duty secretary to prepare for the car. "Tell me what happened."
Xia Wei shook her head, so shameful, she did not want to say.
"Small cockroaches." Yan Ziheng slightly increased the tone.
Xia Wei cried again: "I, am I stupid? I can't do anything." I finally couldn't help but told him what happened in the recent performance class. "Hey brother, I am so scared. What if I can never learn to play? How will you be disappointed?"
This is what she is most afraid of, fearing that he no longer likes her.
Zhai Ziheng was relieved with a sigh of relief. It turned out to be such a trivial matter. This stupid girl is also true. Why can everything cry? I heard that she was not bullied, he was relieved. When he was accompanied by the secretary, he went to the garage. While walking, he warmly comforted her: "How can I be disappointed? What is the relationship between learning and learning? It must be that the teacher is too harsh on you. I asked the principal to withdraw her."
"Don't!" Xia Wei said quickly, "The teacher taught me very well, it was my own stupidity."
I have to cry again.
Zhai Ziheng was most distressed and she cried, and repeatedly said: "Well, I don't withdraw. Don't cry, it's no big deal." He stopped in front of the Rolls Royce in the underground garage and gestured to the driver waiting on the side. Go to the training camp. While driving to the training camp, he calmly whispered the little the phone.
Xia Wei stood alone in the classroom, the sky was getting darker, she didn't turn on the light, but she saw the street lights outside the window reflecting the snow, beautiful like a human dream. In the ear, echoing the gentle words of Zizi Heng, the familiar slightly low-pitched voice made her feel peace of mind, unconsciously, her mood did not seem so bad.
"Did you eat?" On the phone, Yan Ziheng asked her.
"Not yet," Xia said. "I stayed in the classroom for a while, and the food was about cold."
"Then don't eat the cafeteria," Yan Ziheng's voice is low and warm, "What do you want to eat?"
Xia Xi was laughed at by him: "Can you change what I want to eat? Hey brother, where are you now, what do you eat for dinner?"
"you guess."
"How can I guess?"
"You turned around."
"What did I turn around and do you become magic? You..." Xia Yu’s words stuck in his throat, and for a moment she turned, she was stunned. I saw the figure of Zhai Ziheng Gao, who did not know when he stood at the door of the classroom, holding a mobile phone in one hand, against the light, staring deeply at her. Behind him, there are dimly lit street lights and snow flakes that make him look like a god, mysterious, and powerful.
After a long while, she muttered: "Hey brother..."
"I didn't eat too." He hung up his phone and walked to her side a few steps, bowing his hand and holding her hand. "In such a cold weather, we went to eat a barbecue. I heard that there is a nice barbecue club in the north of the city, half open. The garden can see beautiful snow."
Her nose began to get sour again, she couldn't speak, and nodded hard.
He took her hand and walked out step by step along the half-baked corridor. From time to time, there was snow and ice coming in and falling on their faces and bodies. Along the way, both of them were silent and said nothing. However, as long as he was around, she was no longer afraid.