Chapter 1:

Labor Day in 2008 was the first Labor Day to cancel the seven-day holiday. There were no seven-day holidays, and only three short days were left. Everyone felt uncomfortable.
The one who is most uncomfortable is Han Feixu. She heard the news that the goddess is coming to the city center to participate in activities last month. She has been looking forward to it for a month. As a result, it will not be closed on May Fourth Youth Day!
Is there any reason for this to go to class on a big Sunday?
That is the goddess Ye Mingxin, her white moonlight, her cinnabar mole!
Of course, there was no such thing as a goddess in 2008, nor was there such a description as a white moonlight or a cinnabar mole, but it probably meant it.
At this time, the whole country is full of enthusiasm for the Olympics. The May Fourth Youth Day is a big day. Ye Ming is one of the hottest and youngest stars today. The Beijing government specially invited her over to participate in a government-sponsored youth performance. .
On the morning of May 4th, Han Feixu came to school with a big half-weight schoolbag on her back. The first thing to do at school, he took homework from the same desk and started a copy.
At the same table, he didn't mean his contempt, "Han Feixu, can't you write it once?"
Han Feixu pressed the end of the pen to his shoulder, and the tip of the press-type fountain pen was exposed. Han Feixu lowered his head and looked at the multiple-choice questions on the same table.
"BABCA... I am an art student, what homework do I do."
Every time Shen Sangluo asked her to do her homework, she would be blocked by Han Feixu with this kind of remarks, but it was also said that she was an art student and only needed to pass the cultural class. Professional classes were the most important.
Han Feixu will only come to class in the last two months of a year. If she wants to copy, let her copy it.
After copying all the English multiple-choice questions, Han Feixu suddenly looked up, "Did you forget about the matter tonight?"
Shen Sangluo picked up the pen and was about to write the homework that she was going to leave today. When she heard it, she was stunned, "Sister, there are going to be classes today. Are you planning to go?"
"Of course I want to go!" Han Feixu said loudly, "I miss this time, I don't know when I will have a chance!"
"Are you not afraid of being discovered by your mother?" Shen Sangluo asked very suspiciously.
Speaking of mother, Han Feixu's eyes flashed back, but she soon became firm again, "Don't be afraid, let's go back quickly. There are two and a half hours for self-study in the evening. A taxi back and forth is enough."
Shen Sangluo still had doubts, but Han Feixu lowered her head to copy homework again. Seeing that she had written the words so fast, she turned a few pens and felt that it would be okay to skip class once in a while, so she didn't speak any more.
In this year’s school reform, except for senior high school students, all other grades will end school at 5:30, which is nicknamed to reduce the burden, but after school, at 6:30, the school secretly added another two and a half hours of evening self-study. Nine p.m.
This new rule makes the whole school miserable, which is equivalent to going out for dinner and then coming back again. Shen Sang stays in school. It is the same for her wherever she goes to do homework, so she doesn’t feel much about this rule. , As for Han Feixu, she doesn't think this rule is so wicked.
Whoever makes her an art student, she hardly comes to school to attend classes, she will be an early adopter of high school life when she comes.
Han Feixu’s home is opposite the school. Every night she goes home to eat, watching TV for a while and then coming back. When school is over, Han Feixu cleaned up half of her things and left the other half in the classroom.
"I'll go back first. See you at the back door in half an hour."
Shen Sangluo's eyes were still stuck on the paper, and she waved her hand to indicate that she had heard it.
When Han Feixu returned home, her mother was still there. After dinner on the dining table, Han Feixu poured out all the books in her schoolbag and began to stuff a bunch of her gadgets in it.
Ye Mingxin's huge posters, Ye Mingxin's movie VCDs, Ye Mingxin's hardcover art photos, and her own support lights.
After pretending everything, Han Feixu yawned. During the holidays, she always woke up naturally when she slept. As a result, she got up at 6:30 today to study in the morning, which made her sleepy now.
Seeing that there are still ten minutes before six o'clock in the evening, Han Feixu was silent, and lay down directly on the bed, thinking in his heart, I would sleep for ten minutes, just ten minutes.
...
People in student days have a special function. They wake up before the point. After all, one minute later, it is possible to experience the death gaze service of the principal and the dean of the Academic Affairs Office.
After talking for ten minutes, Han Feixu really opened her eyes at nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds. She got up on her bones and reached out to fish for her newly packed schoolbag. As a result, the fish was empty.
Her eyes were half-opened, and the whole person was in a state of sleepwalking, but now they were all opened, and she became sober. Then, she was confused.
Looking at the strange and bright European-style room, Han Feixu didn't dare to move at all, just like a sculpture, as if he was afraid to alarm someone in the room.
However, there was no one in this room, except for her, there was only a pot of succulents left.
Her first reaction was that she was dreaming, so she slapped herself, but her forehead and palms were sore and painful that she did not wake up from the dream.
About five seconds later, there was a sound of walking outside, Han Feixu seemed to wake up suddenly, she quickly got out of bed, only after this movement did she realize that her original school uniform that was ugly out of the sky was gone. Now she is wearing A cotton pajamas, the sleeves of the pajamas are a bit long, covering half of her hand.
Although it covered the palm of the hand, it did not cover the fingers, let alone the shiny nails on the fingers.
With a white background, ten nails are pasted with gold leaf of different shapes and lengths. The gold leaf is dotted with numerous fine diamonds. It is very beautiful, very feminine, and very strange at the same time.
Han Feixu's eyes widened. She is a student. Although she likes to dress like an adult during the holidays, she has never dressed like this!
Also, which shop did this manicure come from? It looks so beautiful, is it a new style?
...
Fortunately, she remembered something more important shortly after the focus was shifted. In 2008, it was the time when she was going through the novel fire. In order to peek at the novel, Han Feixu saw that she was 150 degrees of myopia.
Isn't she crossing? !
Han Feixu jumped under the bed, put on slippers rashly, and then started looking for a mirror in the room. However, there was everything in the room, but there was no mirror. She glanced at the opposite door. There are two in the room. There were doors, one was close to the bed and the other was close to the window. She subconsciously thought that the door close to the window was the bathroom door, so she rushed over and opened the door.
The people outside just walked to the door of her room, and before they could knock on the door, the people inside opened the door, and they looked like a storm, looking very anxious.
She frowned, "What's the matter?"
Han Feixu did not speak because she had lost the ability to speak.
On the surface, Han Feixu is very calm, that is, her eyes are wide open, but in her heart, she is actually cos a famous painting, Munch's cry.
what! Ye Mingxin! ! ! ! ! !
Seeing that she didn't answer, she just stared at herself blankly, Ye Mingxin became more and more surprised. She looked down at the watch in her hand and saw that it was past seven o'clock. She handed the things she had brought to Han Feixu. "I have something to do, today you go pick up Yiyi."
She stretched out her hand, but Han Feixu didn't answer it. Ye Mingxin's tone suddenly became cold, "Why, don't even care about me, even Yiyi doesn't care?"
…………It doesn't matter, it is because this sentence is too informative.
At this time, Han Feixu's reflection arc was like a clockwork stuck clock, and it would not go away.
Ye Mingxin saw that she was still ignoring herself. She laughed sarcastically and laughed at herself, and then stuffed the car key into Han Feixu's hand. After she was done, she turned around and went back to her room. She was going to the crew in a while. Now she hasn't even changed her clothes.
The actor changed clothes much faster than ordinary people. Within five minutes, she walked out of her room completely dressed and glamorous. She was wearing a casual long skirt, the polka dots on the skirt were almost the same as the bottom of the pot. It's the same size, the designer used white and black collision colors, and the wide skirt dangled on Ye Mingxin's calf. Such a piece of clothing, when viewed from the eyes of ordinary people, would be hot eyes.
But in the eyes of Han Feixu with 800 layers of filters, this is the fairy costume of the fairy!
...
Han Feixu held the key without moving for a long time. When Ye Mingxin walked out again, she didn't even look at her, and went straight downstairs. Hearing the sound of the car outside, Han Feixu swallowed and went back to the room silently. , I decided to go to the bathroom to see what I looked like.
If she really crossed, she also wore Ye Mingxin's undisclosed girlfriend...
That's really the smoke from her ancestral grave TAT
When he came to the bathroom, turned on the light inside, and looked at the strange and familiar face in the mirror, Han Feixu was stunned for a long time.
The person inside is her, but not her.
The person in the mirror has faded away from the youthfulness, the baby's fat has been lost, and the eyebrows have become mature and charming. Even without a little makeup, he is still a big beauty, and the kind of big beauty who takes the route.
However, being mature means getting older. From an objective point of view, this face looks like the face of a twenty-four or five-year-old woman.
Han Feixu went back to the room and found nothing like a calendar or cell phone. She picked up a piece of black glass on the table and looked at it for a while. She couldn't figure out what it was for. Suddenly, this Things light up.
The sound of melodious music floated out, looking at the three words on the square-Shen Sangluo, Han Feixu later realized that this glass and metal thing was actually a mobile phone. She played around for a long time. Finally, the phone was answered by mistake.
Shen Sangluo’s voice didn’t change much. She said quietly on the phone, "Sorry, I worked overtime yesterday until 1 am and didn’t have time to look at the phone. I only saw you call me when I woke up. Still in the unit, what are you looking for?"
Listening to Shen Sangluo's voice, Han Feixu almost cried, relatives, this is a relative.
"Shen Sangluo, I, I seem to have crossed..."
Shen Sangluo was silent for a few seconds.
"beep."
She hung up.
Han Feixu: "..." To his mother's relatives!