Chapter 42: September

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Chen Xiaoxu really apologized to Guo Xiaozhen.
But the other party was startled. This girl was a little devil in the eyes of everyone. No one dared to mess with that kind of result.
Not only did she apologize, she was too lazy to participate in those pranks by Ouyang.
Ouyang suddenly lost the "delicate joke" and became simple and rude. For example, put a broom on the door and hit the attacking head, then the attacker chased the corridor ...
In this way, in September, Wang Dao was almost ready to take back his privileges.
The crew turned on in mid-September and happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival on the tenth. Ren Dahui had a party, just like the May Fourth Youth Day.
The heavy roles of the show, such as Ping'er, Qingwen, Jia Lian, Jia Zheng, Jia Mu, Xiren, etc., have signed full contracts and have always followed the crew. Those with less drama, like Xing Xiuyan, can already go home, and only one year later she has her drama.
So at the party, everyone had both expectations of the future and a touch of sadness.
The conditions of the Air Force Guest House are stronger than that of the Old Summer Palace, and the auditorium is very large. There are still plenty of people sitting in a circle of a hundred people. They still surround the table like primary school students and various snacks are placed on the table.
The girls dress up and show off. Chen Xiaoxu likes plain clothes. She only wears a black plaid shirt and sits silently in the corner.
Every time she comes to such a scene, she is very special, the more lively, the more lonely. Especially when Wang Li laid down the first "Blue Danube" to greet everyone to dance, this sense of loneliness reached its peak.
She first looked at Xu Fei, who was busy taking pictures everywhere, and then looked at Zhang Li, Zheng Huan who was talking with Tan Chun.
"..."
Chen Xiaoxu grabbed the seeds and sneaked out.
The playground was empty and quiet, several street lights were on, and a bright moon hung in the sky, with yellow flowers floating in jade and frost on the ground. There was a cheerful noise in the window, but it felt more and more that it did not belong to me.
Chen Xiaoxu was walking on the indistinct path, listening to the noise gradually disappeared, but more comfortable. She was a little homesick and a little bit crying.
Simply put, the pressure is too great.
These days, reporters have swarmed in, and their names have been seen in newspapers together with Lin Daiyu, as if they have become a highly anticipated news figure overnight.
Others ran to Ancheng to interview their parents and colleagues. The questions were acute and merciless. The mother also specifically called to ask if she wanted to avoid someone else's house.
Even more, several audiences in Jinling wrote to them and said, "Lin Daiyu is an idol in our hearts. If you don't perform well, we will unite to fight you!"
All these have brought great pressure to her.
She actually understands the truth, knows the burden she bears, and knows that she can only move forward, not backwards-there is no sympathy for the loser.
Chen Xiaoxu went to the middle of the mountain and turned back.
The ball was not over yet, and there was a lot of laughter in the window. She was about to sit on the steps for a while, but she suddenly saw two people coming down from the building.
"Why? Lonely little girl?"
Xu Fei hung a camera around his neck, and walked out of the building with a swift step.
"Why don't you call me, it's so cold outside."
"I'm fine, I feel bored."
Chen Xiaoxu held Zhang Li's hand before turning his head to sneer: "What are you doing here, why didn't you take a picture?"
"It was done long ago."
"Shoot after shooting, otherwise it's boring, I'm afraid others don't know you have a camera!"
"It's called photography art. Do you know how to use it? You know which is the lens and which is the flash?"
"You are noisy again, one is a child and the other is a child ..."
Zhang Li had a headache and persuaded him to look at this, look at that, and suddenly offered to propose, "Hey, this will be just right, will you take a picture of us?"
"No, I'm ugly!"
"Ugly, come on."
Xu Shi was about to go to the future, and Xiao Li was about to go. Zhang Li let go a few minutes than usual and pulled her to sit on the steps.
"..."
After hearing this, Chen Xiaoxu pursed his lips and sat down obediently.
In the 1980s, the camera was a very fashionable item, and the mainstream product was a 120-lens reflex camera. The most representative domestic brands are Twin Birds, namely Seagull and Phoenix.
A seagull DF type needs more than 500 yuan, and the cheap Hongmei type 2 also needs more than fifty yuan. The imported ones are even more expensive, basically thousands.
But who is Boss Xu, and it ’s not a bad money-okay, he is also buying imported goods in the trust store, so he can save.
Xu Fei stepped back and adjusted his camera continuously. When he saw the two girls sitting on the steps, Chen Xiaoxu tilted her head and slightly rested on Zhang Li ’s shoulders.
The story itself is like an old photo that has passed away.
"Photographed!"
He pressed the shutter, a strong white light flashed, and the picture was frozen.
…………
"Boom!"
The door of the courtyard was violently opened, and Xu Fei came in with a round stool in one hand.
"Oh, I am polite with the advance door, and now I hit it directly. I really don't take myself as an outsider."
The aunt stood on her hips and started training in the yard.
"Why don't you take things? I said it's all night. Why haven't you cooked?"
Xu Feite likes this aunt and teases her if she is okay, "I am ten yuan a month for a meal, a real renminbi, you can't fool honest people."
"You're honest? You are better than a monkey!" Aunt pouted, and went in to cook.
Xu Fei moved the round chair into the house, tossed for a long time, and finally decided to put it under the window sill of the house, and looked indifferent. Here is a guest, buttocks on the stool:
"Your stool is old enough?"
"Oh, it's quite old, from the Qing Dynasty."
Hey, you don't understand this pleasure!
It is said that the aunt has a wife who is not in good health, either lying on the bed or trembling out to walk. She served both of them. Although her children gave money every month, she was still mentally tired.
So Xu Fei was able to come back to live, and the aunt was also very happy. The young people were kind and outgoing. They were able to chat with each other, give them money every month, and educate their grandchildren.
Because after Chen Xiaoqiao sold clothes to him, he consciously saw the world, and when he saw his peers, he always had a sense of superiority. This broken child now serves Xu Fei without anyone.
When the smell came out in the kitchen, Chen Xiaoqiao pinched the meal and went to school, and slid into a side room with a bowl, and had to eat with the boss.
The food is fried noodles, authentic Beijing flavor.
The real noodles are made differently all year round. Bean sprouts are matched in the early spring, toon, green garlic, and radish tassel are matched in the late spring; shredded cucumber and fresh garlic seedlings are matched in summer; and shredded cucumber and carrot are matched in autumn ...
Now the bowl is cut with two tender and tender silks. Xu Fei's appetite is wide open, and three large bowls are made.
After eating, Chen Xiaoqiao was pushed back to do his homework. He waited for a while, and then he heard that someone knocked on the door. It was Ma Weidu.
(Thanks to the cute guys, we will add more after the shelves. In the evening there are ...)