Chapter 63 Chapter62 smile easy day

In dormitory 208, Yu Wuying ran to the bathroom in a daze in the middle of the night, but saw that the desk lamp in the corner was still on. Seeing that it was Ah Heng, he leaned on the brick-thick medical book, closed his eyes slightly, and muttered something. Wuying smiled, and walked over on tiptoe, only to hear soft and waxy voices: "Saliva amylase, starch, maltose, parotid gland, submandibular gland, sublingual gland, throat, esophagus, stomach, small intestine, large intestine, residue, feces... ..." She gently covered Ah Heng's eyes, Ah Heng sniffed, smelled Wuying's breath, smiled, and gently hugged her, saying very softly: "Sister, I fell from upstairs, there is no wind, No freedom, no beauty, just shit out of control and brains popping."

Wuying smiled at Ah Heng: "You must be stupid for memorizing memorization." Ah Heng said: "Today DJ Yan discouraged a girl who wanted to jump off a building. I just want to say that if DJ Yan knew medical principles, he wouldn't have to talk so much nonsense. You don't know, his tongue is almost tied." Wuying and speechless: "Can you stop messing around with the little five, clinging to the radio every day, becoming a fan, joining the Fan Club, blind and brainless to the extreme. I didn't see that the man wanted to be famous and was going crazy. Those who do interviews and catwalks can’t wait to show off in front of the whole world every day.”

Ah Heng nodded: "Sister, you summed it up so brilliantly that he never misses any opportunity to expose himself. The last time the sanitary napkin was advertised, it was Yueyueshu, the one I often use. Like that embarrassing person. As fans, we also feel so embarrassed after all this." Wuying said: "Then you two still stand in front of the radio every day, looking at the poor people." Ah Heng yawned softly: "It's all said to be his fan." Wu Ying smiled: "This is also contradictory, whoever Fan speaks ill of his 'idol' all day long." Ah Heng closed the book and collapsed on the lower bunk, buried in the pillow, and said vaguely: "I am the kind who will pretend not to know DJ Yan in front of others, but no matter what he does, he will soon know, and then despise him. Fan."

Wuying twitched: "Are you sure you are not his enemy?" Ah Heng raised his small face: "Wrong, I love him, he is the one I love the most in this world." Wuying scratched his hair, climbed onto the bed, and said contemptuously: "Pull you down, you said you loved the Communist Party in the party class yesterday, and you changed into a human being in the blink of an eye. The party will be so sad when it knows." Ah Heng: "..." In the end, breathing steadily, accompanied by the worry-free chirping of cicadas outside the window, a good night without dreams.

At the end of September, the number of older and younger children who often huddled at the gate of the courtyard and watched them admiringly twittered a lot, and Ah Heng suddenly felt a little lonely.Then I remembered that last year, I seemed to be like this too, following everyone like a top, running around the campus in a swarm, people turned their backs on their backs, it was really noisy. At that time, like now, the sunset was bright and there was an almost untouchable wind. She smiled and said, "Fei Bai, I seem to be sentimental for no reason." The two walked side by side on the long and wide street. After dinner, it was really a good place to digest.

Gu Feibai glanced at her, did not speak, and put his hands in his pockets, his fingers were dented from the white soft cloth, with a slender outline. Suddenly, thinking of something, he said lightly, "I've charged the tuition fee to your card, so don't worry too much about it." Aheng Nana: "I've almost saved enough tuition fees..." She was a little frustrated, and she couldn't always stand in front of him with confidence. It seems that as long as it is related to money. Gu Feibai said lightly: "It's not my money, uncle means. If you have anything to say, tell him."

The tone is very sensible. Ah Heng is a smart person, so he automatically keeps silent. The atmosphere was still awkward. After a while, Ah Heng poked his elbow lightly, and said in a low voice, "Gu Feibai, why are you always like this? No one has provoked you, and a word can choke a person half to death." Gu Feibai glanced at her coldly, expressionless. Ah Heng raised his head, with a smile in his eyes: "Don't be angry, if you get angry again, I'll call you." Gu Feibai pulled the child's paws away, and continued to walk forward expressionlessly. Ah Heng put his hands behind his back, and gently walked around in front of him, pitifully: "Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, Xiao... Bai."

Gu Feibai walked around her, pretending not to hear, walking and walking. Ah Heng trotted, followed, and slightly frowned Yuan Shan helplessly: "Gu Feibai, you are making progress... Ah, you smiled, and you actually laughed, really... despicable." Gu Feibai stretched out his hand, with thinned fingerprints, and gently held the man's hand, with a faint smile on his lips: "Who is this man who insists on Qingshan, and won't allow anyone to laugh?" Ah Heng smiled, and softened his brows and eyes: "Gu's good wife, six years late, okay?" She planned to marry Gu Feibai after graduation.And medical school takes seven years.

Gu Feibai's back was straight, his fair cheeks had a blush, and he nodded lightly: "Sure." Yan Xi accepted Lu's case, and in the early stage of the catwalk, she still needs a set of print promotion.The partner is a boy of the same age, not very good-looking, but the facial contours are very soft, strangely gentle and delicate. Yan Xi felt familiar, and after thinking about it, yes, the little waiter I met at Cutting Diamond that day was even reprimanded by Xiao Zhou. When he saw him, he bowed in fear and trepidation: "Speak less." Yan Xi said flatly: "There is no lack of words here, you can call me DJ Yan or Yan Xi."

The man nodded slightly, shyly, and smiled, showing eight standard teeth: "Hello, DJ Yan, my name is Chen Wan." Yan Xi took off his coat and asked him casually, "Who chose you?" Chen Wan frowned and smiled softly: "Young Master Lu. He said that DJ Yan needs a background to accompany him." Yan Xi unbuttoned his shirt, bowed his head, his forehead hair fell, and after a while, he said casually, "Go out." Chen Wan was stunned: "Huh?" The young man had a half-smile: "I'm changing clothes, do you want to continue watching?" Under the white shirt, there is a large expanse of smooth and fair skin.

The man blushed and hurriedly closed the door. The photographer hired the legendary No. 1 person in the industry in the island country next door. He chattered all day long, his nose grew to his eyes, and the little translator behind him took him wherever he went. Master Iijima is chirping, chirping. Yan Xi: "Can you speak human language?" Chirping, nostrils, chirping. The translator flattered her graciously: "Master Iijima asked you to act a little sexier." Yan Xi was depressed: "Damn, how sexy is it? My shirt was torn by him with only one button left." Iijima hopped his feet, chirping, quacking, quacking. The translator said: "Our master Iijima said, Yanxi, your expression is too stiff." Yan Xi rolled his eyes: "I'm not kidding." Angrily, Iijima pulled the curtain, stomped hard, and groaned. The translator also nostrils: "Hmph, I've never seen such an unprofessional Model!" The planning on the side was going crazy, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Alas, my young master, I don't have much to say, can you condescend to make this little devil sexy? Our scene has already spent ten years. The film is ready, talk less, if it doesn’t work, the boss will fire me.” Yan Xi raised his eyebrows, and paused with his hands: "He said to unbutton, I unbuttoned, said pouted, I pouted, said winking, I winked, what the hell do you want me to do?" Yan Xi took off the white gloves on his hands: "I'm off work today, let Lu Liu tell me what's the matter, you take good care of the little devil." Turn around and walk towards the locker room. Chen Wan held a lunch box in her hand, lowered her head, and followed behind Yan Xi. Yan Xi sneered: "Why are you following me?" Chen Wan blushed slightly, and whispered, "Yanxi, you haven't eaten all day." Yan Xi was slightly stunned, turned around, stood still, and squinted at him. "so what?" Chen Wan coughed lightly: "Before I came, I made something to eat at home, would you like something to fill your stomach?" Yan Xi weighed the lunch box, an ordinary lunch box. Then, I opened it, ordinary rice, ordinary dishes, the only thing that looked more attractive was a few pieces of braised pork ribs exuding fragrance. He smiled and nodded: "Thank you." Holding the chopsticks, picked up the ribs, and chewed. Then, the taste is neither fat nor greasy, neither sweet nor salty, and most importantly, it is a bone-in fine short rib that can be bitten off in one bite. The way he is used to eating. Chen Wan smiled awkwardly: "How does it taste?" Yan Xi said, "It's delicious, don't worry about it." Then, the eyes are crooked, a big childish smile. "Why don't you make some every day, how about it?"