Chapter 3 the third part

Part III: Section 13: Aliens with blue blood "Didn't you just ask for a song survey...why are you crying? Hey, others will misunderstand!" "Your, take it!" Just stuff the letter over. "What." After reading the letter for a few seconds, the boy suddenly understood, turned around, and the few friends who had gathered together to watch the excitement suddenly dispersed and fled from the front door together. "Fuck, let's play this game again." Xiao Yiqi threw the letter aside viciously, and said to Ning Yao, "That letter is fake, I didn't write it!" He chased after him all the way.

Ning Yao stayed aside. Wang Ziyang was absent for the next two classes.The teacher saw it and asked the monitor, but the monitor only said that she was not feeling well and went home first.With a cold face, Ning Yao accepted the inquiries from all sides.But after all, his nose still felt sore, and he bit his fingers repeatedly without making a sound.That vacant place is not a blind spot after all, it is sunken in a place in the world, but Ning Yao dare not poke his finger inside. Because I feel it is too much. Not the words written on the wall, not the helpless and exhausting complaints, not the disgust hovering at low altitude, but the directness that was blurted out and thrown on her face.

Do something so straightforward.Deliciously.Can go to a fast word, it is painful.After all, it will bounce back to itself.I have always wanted to maintain a peaceful appearance, and a peaceful appearance is enough.It doesn't matter what else is fermenting underneath. after school.Ning Yao pushed the cart to the sports warehouse. Has not been here for several days.The previous handwriting was covered by new ones.The lime in the corners has dropped a little more, and quite a few sentences are missing arms. "Birdman Wang Bin". "wheniseeyouiloveyou".There is a syntax error. "Congratulations on your shitting again wooo".bad language. "Xiao Nan is only 10 cm!".Or dirty words. "I hope people will last forever." Poetry. "Beijing-Shanghai Express Line".nonsense.Ning Yao sat down with her knees hugged.After groping for a while, I found a small piece of blue chalk.

Pinch between thumb and forefinger, rolling repeatedly. If Chalk was an alien with blue blood.It's like a murderer. Ning Yao squatted down.Raise your arms.One stroke at a time.Until the exclamation point forms a sentence for the word. "Damn Prince Yang!" Every time I write down, I feel more guilty, as if the cornerstone I rely on to resist the outside world is suddenly emptied.The black waves drove straight in.Something is faltering. "...what are you doing?" Hearing the boy's voice, Ning Yao jumped up as if electrocuted. Xiao Yiqi, who had taken off only his short-sleeved T-shirt, was holding a basketball in one hand and a schoolbag in the other, looking at Ning Yao with complicated eyes: "Is it necessary to talk about yourself like this?"

"Huh?" What is he talking about? "Though that fake letter might make you feel cheated. But..." "I'm not Prince Yang." "……what?" "I said I'm not Prince Yang! I'm just returning the letter to you on her behalf!" "Damn it." The boy suffocated, a little annoyed "...then what are you writing this for?" "..." Ning Yao was taken aback, "...you don't care!!" "You girls are really inexplicable." He simply walked in.tall.Block the light in half. "It's not your fault!"

"Even if it is—" Xiao Yiqi tried to find a way to retort, "Even if it is, there's no need to say that about others." Ning Yao's eyes widened. Those things, loathing them and living on them at the same time.She seemed to have turned into a crooked old witch, not knowing what expression to make or what to say to refute.Finally, the black hole inside the body began to exert its greatest power, as if to suck everything in. "What do you know. What do you know! What do you know? What do you know!!!" Xiao Yiqi was smothered by the girl's expression and shut his mouth.Dry sit aside.After a while, I felt a strong tremor on the side, and I really panicked.

"Hey! I didn't say anything about you. You were crying again. Why are you crying?" "you go--" "Hello. Someone." Feeling the boy stabbed her, Ning Yao opened her eyes angrily: "What are you doing!" Then, at the end of the narrow road, she saw a familiar figure appear: "Prince Yang..." Ning Yao remained motionless as if the plug had been pulled out. "Ning Yao. I'm here to look for you." The girl said with a blank expression, "But, can you tell me what is written in that line of blue words?" Like a mature dandelion, just a little unrest in the airflow will take away all the seeds.

Ning Yao moved his mouth, and when he was about to speak, his sight was blocked by someone. The boy with his back turned to him was so close that it seemed that it was too late to look back and forth.His body exudes a healthy salty smell of sweat, and the ends of his hair are slightly rubbed together because of being soaked.Clothes fit tightly along the butterfly bone.Then his voice came out from that side. Part III: Section 14: Can't think of a better reason "I wrote this. Wang Ziyang deserves it." "What did you say?!" It was Wang Ziyang on the other end who spoke out faster than Ning Yao, and asked the same sentence as she had in mind.

"Prince Yang deserves it. I wrote it." He replied with an emphatic tone. "...that's funny. What a mess..." dragged on.The tone is sarcastic. "Aha?" The boy seemed to be unable to think of a more sufficient reason for a while, and the explanation made no progress, "What?" An unresolved lie. "You wrote this? Who are you?" "...I...I was rejected by you just now. Don't you recognize it?" As if there was a sudden reaction, I could feel a relieved smile in my voice, "That letter. The letter that was returned ."

"You are..." Prince Yang paused. "Third class. Do you remember?" The tone became more sloppy, "I'm so embarrassing, miss." "...Is this really what you wrote...?" Pointing to the writing on the wall. "Otherwise, who do you think wrote it." He asked counterattackingly. Wang Ziyang's silence was like a rapidly rising tide, which quickly overwhelmed a certain limit in Ning Yao's heart.There are alarms pulling in the depths.But there is no sound.She unconsciously pulled the corner of Xiao Yiqi's clothes.The boy glanced back at her, looked at the chalk writing, and continued:

"Of course, that's not the right thing to do." "...You also know that you are not very upright! Is it disgusting for you to do this? Is it disgusting!" Pulling out the mutated sharp voice, Ning Yao's heart stopped here for a second.Fingers dig into palm.Endlessly push.Try harder.When the palm of the hand gradually felt the pain of blunt nails, he took a breath and revealed the most peaceful words.She looked up at Xiao Yiqi: "Yeah, aren't you ashamed to do such a disgusting thing?" After dinner, I watch TV news for half an hour, then take a shower, then do my homework, and sometimes listen to the radio broadcast secretly.There was a show host on the radio station who talked a lot and had some self-righteous humor. It was incomprehensible that there were still many people who wrote to her.Every time a song was played, she played and read various letters from the audience to "resolve troubles" for them.For example, the girl and her boyfriend had a quarrel, and found that the other party's heart is moving away, and can't figure out whether to choose A or B.Every story is old-fashioned, and the host's enlightenment is no different from the "Sister Baige Hotline" more than ten years ago.But I still listen to it often.It doesn't matter if you miss a few paragraphs and listen to it often.Listen to those who say plaintively and rather unliterately: "Please help me, host, I don't know what to do".Some are lengthy, others are passionate.Repeatedly. So, every day someone is unhappy. During the interval of the broadcast, I occasionally heard the phone ringing in the living room. After ringing for a while, there was no more text, and my mother should have answered it.And if there is no movement after a few minutes, it means that it is not a call to myself. Will not call myself again. the whole way.Crowded by passers-by and cars, the busy and chaotic journey in the evening turned into a black-and-white silent film amid Wang Ziyang's silent crying all the way.Compulsoryly, dragging past Ning Yao's eyes one by one. Those noisy traffic in the world, those electric wires pressing down on the sky, those hot restaurant kitchens, and those dusts raised in the wheels, all can be mixed together rigidly and roughly, and all can be compressed into a small space. In the projector, when all the lights went out, it cast a yellow beam of light into the darkness—it was burned on the retina, and the girl wept bitterly. s face.Persistent.Until a small hole was burned out of the pupil, something quickly poured down from it. ... do not Cry. Sorry. But this is also your fault first. I have been enduring it. I hate you.Hate it to death.I don't know why I hate you so much. don't cry. Why are you crying? Passers-by are watching. Sorry. But you deserve it. Sorry. But you deserve it. Sorry. But you deserve it— All kinds of thoughts in my heart expand exponentially in unrestrained arrogance.The rampant rampage caused the nerves in the whole body to trip frequently.Where it is dark, where it is still bright.Dazzling black, and dim light.So contradictory juxtaposition.And Ning Yao finally discovered that there had always been two selves insisting on their own opinions.A melancholy "it's my fault" self, and a self that coldly evaluates "I knew I would be discovered by you today, so I should have written it another day".With such a distinct and real existence, the two forces are comparable. The third part: Chapter 15: Soak in the ambiguity Selfish and vicious.Helpless regret.There will also be traces where the water and the sky meet.They can be completely integrated. Can't tell which is true.Which is fake. It's all true. From bookstores, 24-hour supermarkets, foreign trade clothing wholesale markets, to buildings under construction, walls, trees and flower beds.The distance between the two became so subtle in the middle of silence. Like an intersection that has lost its traffic lights. So, every day, every place, every person, every story of them may be unhappy. In the second year of middle school, the boys in the class began to spread rumors that Ning Yao was at the same table as her.In the end, she even yelled "Sister-in-law" ah "Sister-in-law" to make fun of her.Ning Yao was embarrassed at first, but then gradually seemed to enjoy the sweetness brought by the rumors.It's just that there is no way to tell these sweetnesses, and they can only be strongly endured deep in my heart.Someone who has a scandal is somehow more noticeable than an ordinary girl.The excitement after becoming a topic has become a theorem that has been unanimously affirmed in the mood of the uncertain girl.At the same time, her relationship with her deskmate has also become strange.That seemingly cold boy would suddenly ask Ning Yao, "You haven't eaten yet. Anyway, I'm going to the canteen downstairs. Would you like to bring it for me?" Something is about to be born.After all, no matter what, soaking in ambiguity will bring an unusually beautiful color. But then, every time someone brought up the rumors about Ning Yao and the boy, Wang Ziyang would always stand up and say, "The two of them have nothing at all, don't talk nonsense", very sure.Ning Yao was stunned for a long time, moving his mouth, he could only respond with "Yes...don't talk nonsense".Over and over again, this matter gradually disappeared. The boy also stopped blushing slightly when talking to Ning Yao.They turned into male and female students who ignored each other indifferently. Ning Yao never wanted to look back on this very awkward past.Because she was sure there was an ugly line of stain in it.From here, extending to Wang Ziyang. Well-intentioned maintenance after all.Or to incite this topic of concern. In the midst of those beautiful friendships that are mentioned, why are there always all kinds of rotten possibilities. Then, what I have been doing all the time, maybe it can also be understood.After all, Wang Ziyang's personality is already very unbearable, very unbearable.I am just venting a little bit, isn't it a natural expression. Who said that friends have to match each other seamlessly? Where there are gaps, some weeds will eventually flourish, their roots stinging into the heart wall, and their leaves festering on the surface of the soil. It took a whole ditch, palpitations, ants, ants, and dishes. p> The big deal is to break up.There will be no major losses. Just as she walked down the stairs with a cold face and was about to push the cart, she saw Wang Ziyang parked in front of the door. Blood poured straight into the brain without warning.The broken glass in my heart was washed away. Ning Yao hurried over and saw Wang Ziyang nodded to himself while holding the rice ball: "Let's go." After struggling for a long time, she finally manipulated herself to utter two syllables: "Ah!...Good!..." The two rode slowly along the road yesterday.Say something irrelevant now and then.Nothing else was mentioned.Wang Ziyang's face was also as usual. So, she should have believed Xiao Yiqi's lie. I became an irrelevant person and escaped from it. Should it be a fluke?It is better to be more uneasy about this fluke. In math class, Ning Yao continued his habit of distracted mind.Staring at Wang Ziyang a few rows ahead for a long time.Well-groomed long hair is always an attraction.Very soft shoulder line.In addition to these, there are also those who have a good family background and good grades. There will always be a "sweet" evaluation when it is mentioned.Roughly speaking, there are almost no defects.It's not unreasonable to be secretly loved by so many people. Maybe it's because life has been smooth all the time, and it's almost rare to see Wang Ziyang cry a few times in his memory.On the contrary, it is the self who does not look so delicate, and always has Prince Yang rushing to comfort him when he is crying. So I was scared yesterday.The rare weeping face, wrinkled together with tears, frightened himself.Although it is two confronting selves.But one of them said "I'm sorry, I was wrong" in a crying voice, no matter how cruelly the other self mocked "It's Wang Ziyang, you deserve it", this one always said repeatedly with almost apologetic regret. Sorry". Part Three: Section 16: More Exciting Than Adding Oil to the Fire "Sorry" that can be heard clearly. After all, no matter how much you hate it, if you hate it truly and specifically, it is just a consciousness that is unwilling to be implemented, and it is only possible to continue until it is not exposed.Therefore, once it is revealed, the plot turns into a friend's powerless and angry tears, and the delicate secret that was originally designed by oneself suddenly becomes a corrupt wound, exposed in the air, only throbbing and ugly, not interesting at all. Thinking is interrupted by the teacher's question.The result was of course standing awkwardly with a blank mind.At this time, Ning Yao saw Wang Ziyang secretly wrote a numerical answer in the front row and revealed it to himself. The handwriting reflects light, throwing it into the eyes, slightly dazzling. A burst of sadness and remorse suddenly flooded up. Sorry. Sorry. When going to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, Ning Yao took the initiative to hold Wang Ziyang's hand, looked at each other and smiled, and stood in the long queue, chatting from time to time.Wang Ziyang was still chattering about last night's entertainment news, and Ning Yao interrupted from time to time with "Really" and "Is that so", with a very sincere tone.At the same time, he reached out and took off a small eyelash on Wang Ziyang's face. When the two were looking for a seat with the dinner plate, Ning Yao noticed that Wang Ziyang's face turned cold, and before she could react, she walked straight to the corner of the cafeteria.Ning Yao followed behind suspiciously, and when he got closer, he realized that the boy who was chatting happily with the friend sitting opposite him seemed to be called Xiao and Yiqi... His hands trembled slightly. Before Ning Yao could speak out, Wang Ziyang had already sat down on the seat next to Xiao Yiqi, and pointed to Ning Yao at the seat opposite him: "Just sit here." Ning Yao swallowed.Bite the bullet and sit down. Xiao Yiqi didn't realize it at first, only felt that the seat beside him was taken away, so he moved the soup bowl outside a little closer.From the corner of his eye, he saw that the girl diagonally opposite looked familiar, and when he glanced over, he recognized Ning Yao from that tense and unnatural face.Only then did he look towards him as if thinking of something, and followed Wang Ziyang's indifferent gaze. The boy was stunned for a moment, then he smiled mockingly at himself, and turned his head again. Ning Yao pretended to be calm, and took a mouthful of rice and vegetables. She didn't order soup today, and she ate too fast for fear of choking.When he buried his head, he quickly glanced at the two parties on the opposite side, watching Wang Ziyang chewing slowly and calmly, Xiao Yiqi and his friend chatting on their own, the situation is still fine, and I felt a little more at ease point. Just when she picked up a piece of spicy fish fillet and just put it into her mouth, she heard Xiao Yiqi's friend beside her ask: "Are they writing love letters for you again?" The fish fillets suddenly slid down the esophagus and directly into the stomach.The lung-piercing spicy burst out from the five sense organs.Tears and snot burst out together.Ning Yao didn't care about his image at all, he opened his mouth wide and exhaled.The sound sounded like a bellows. Spicy to the heart and lungs.It's about to burst. Xiao Yiqi was a little shocked by this unexpected situation, and stared blankly at the girl who fanned her mouth violently, then frowned and sneezed, as funny as an animal character in a cartoon.When I heard the prince Yang Liansheng asked "what's the matter, it's hot", I woke up, my heart itched, and I couldn't help laughing.After all, I still endured a little bit. Ning Yao Zhiguan nodded bitterly, just about to drink water to save the emergency, only to realize that he didn't order a drink today.Looking at Wang Ziyang, it turned out to be a bowl of hot and sour soup. After drinking it, the effect must be more exciting than adding fuel to the fire. "Wait, I'll help you get a bowl of cold water." Wang Ziyang was about to get up. "Here, I haven't drunk this." A male voice rang out. Ning Yao looked at Xiao Yiqi like a fool, and then at the bowl pushed in front of him.Very clean winter melon soup.Not caring about anything else, he said "thank you" hoarsely and brought it over. After drinking the last sip, the burning degree in the body has been considerably reduced.Ning Yao lowered the bowl, replayed the cause and effect in his gradually cooling mind, and then blushed belatedly. Wang Ziyang couldn't help laughing long ago, while taking out a facial tissue and stuffing it into Ning Yao's hand: "You, what did you do? What's the rush?" Ning Yao wanted to dig a hole, so he took the tissue with his arms stiffened. Seeing the two boys exchanged glances and smiled at the same time, he was about to cry. "Yesterday's game——" Xiao Yiqi dragged out the end, and after looking at Ning Yao with a smile, he found a topic and started talking again, "I think Yao Ming can only be the second child, and the double M strategy is clearly about to collapse. Maybe he can't be the second child." "You know a fart, don't talk nonsense." In a word, the two boys started to plunge into their world again.Ning Yao was ignored, but felt relieved.Seeing that Wang Ziyang had almost eaten, he quickly proposed to leave quickly.When the two stood up, Ning Yao quickly said thank you to Xiao Yiqi.The boy was interrupted unexpectedly, nodded at her, paused for a second, and smiled: Part Three: Section 17: If They Didn't Exist "You should thank me—" Ning Yao was stunned, bowed his head and left. "Do you know each other?" "Huh?" Wang Ziyang's question was very abrupt, and Ning Yao who had just turned into the stairs felt a twitch in his back. "It feels like you know each other." The words were vague. "I don't know you!" Ning Yao pleaded hastily, "That day... I still believed it, and I took a photo once." "Then this boy is quite enthusiastic." Wang Ziyang smiled and said, "What class is coming this afternoon?" "Chemistry and geography..." Ning Yao tried hard not to probe into the true meaning of the "enthusiastic" evaluation, "I haven't done my geography homework yet, so don't Lao Cao draw me at that time, then I will die." "I'll borrow it from you." Ning Yao smiled and rushed over: "You are the best!" While hugging Ning Yao's neck, Wang Ziyang said: "I won't go home for dinner today, you can go first tonight, my dad will come to pick me up." "Huh? Oh, good." When pushing the bicycle out of the shed, Ning Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he rode behind the playground against the crowd leaving school.Stop in front of the gym warehouse.stood for a long time.But don't know what to do next. From this angle, you can see a small piece of writing on the wall.It's just a narrow one, and I can't see what it specifically wrote. How long will it take to flush all the sentences off the wall?It rains.windy.And the dry weather breaks down the lime little by little.How long will it take in total under their influence? In fact, if you don't write it at the beginning, if you don't write those words, "hate", "shameless", "don't like", "fuck off", "serve it", if they never existed, then you don't need to think hard at all How to clean it up. It is always more difficult to save something than to stop it. "You are truly extraordinary." Hearing the sound, Ning Yao turned around. It was the same young man with his sleeves rolled up, glistening with sweat. "What did you say." "I said you are really extraordinary." "What do you mean." "It doesn't mean much, I just surprised you girls. It's unusual." Xiao Yiqi wiped his sweat with his arms as he spoke, as if the meaning of these words was as simple as "it's so hot" and "what time is it". Ning Yao was silent.Just about to speak.But the boy smiled and grinned at her: "I borrowed my wallet." "what?" "I was starving to death after playing ball." "...what are you doing?" "Don't you want to invite me to dinner?" "what?!" "It's okay not to eat, there are fried noodles outside." The boy said as he walked out, then turned back and smiled at Ning Yao, "Do you know him?" "What do you want...!" Ning Yao pedaled over the car and chased after him. "I just want you to thank me." He stopped and looked at Ning Yao, not serious but serious eyes. Ning Yao choked on the words in his throat. The two lined up in the queue, and scent was the most offensive weapon. Even Ning Yao could not help but feel the hunger, and unconsciously rubbed his stomach.Xiao Yiqi stood behind her, saw it in his eyes, and laughed: "You're hungry too." "……no." "It's really standard duplicity, you." Sensing that the boy meant something, Ning Yao turned around and stared at him: "If you talk nonsense, I won't buy it!" "All right, by the way, the beef chow mein here is first class." Thumbs up. "...you are so annoying..." Seeing that he was almost in line, Ning Yao lowered his head to take out his wallet, and heard strangers greeting him in twos and threes, while mocking "Xiao Yiqi, you changed your girlfriend again", just in time Annoyed and wanted to scold, but heard the boy responding to them in an exaggerated way: "Are you on time? Don't be jealous!" Ning Yao was startled, and looked at the other party in disbelief. "Just kidding...don't be angry." The boy lowered his head and smiled innocently at her. "...just kidding about your size!" "The queue is up, let's order first." "How dare you be so wordy when you eat soft rice!" The boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, without looking annoyed, instead he reached out and tapped Ning Yao's forehead: "That's right, it's up to you." After finishing speaking, he remembered something, "But I still remember to ask for beef Fried noodles." Ning Yao stood in front of the billing counter, looked back at Xiao Yiqi viciously, and shouted at the waiter, "Two bowls... three fresh fried noodles!" "Hey, it's beef." "It's three delicacies!" "What the hell." The waiter pointed impatiently at the ballpoint pen. "Beef!" Stretching his neck and smiling at the young waitress, "the beef chow mein is the best here, isn't it?" "Of course, our signature." He continued proudly. "So that's it." Ning Yao listened to what they said, and before it was her turn to intervene, the waiter had already issued two receipts for beef chow mein and shouted "next person". Thinking of my original intention has been completely destroyed. Part Three: Section 18: Charity performances in the playground "...Why are you like this!" "You are the one, don't eat delicious food, what kind of delicacies do you eat, how strange." The boy took the paper in Ning Yao's hand, took a few steps away with his long legs, and pointed outside, "Wait, I will Go pick up the face." "... bastard." When Ning Yao and Xiao Yiqi stood together under the eaves of the store and began to eat with the others, she stopped her chopsticks and looked at the way the boy smiled at her with puffed cheeks and said "thank you" to her. Gradually aware of the abnormal logic of the development of this incident. Wherever you go...why did you just stand here and eat fried noodles with him? ! Xiao Yiqi didn't know it at all, he just stopped from time to time and asked Ning Yao: "Why don't you eat?" Ning Yao replied with a look of "I don't want to talk to you".After a while, I felt the boy's eyes stop on my face, and I saw that it was right. "What are you doing? What are you looking at?" "Face, face." Xiao Yiqi pointed to Ning Yao, and then to his own face. "Huh?..." Ning Yao raised his hand to touch it. "No, above." After saying that, he stretched out his hand. It's just a few contacts, but because of the warmth between the boy's fingers, they are suddenly magnified in the nerves.When Ning Yao regained consciousness from his retracted fingers, it was too late—as if starting from the skin that was touched just now, his face turned completely red in an instant. "……have a finger in the pie." "Hehe." Xiao Yiqi shrank his neck and smiled, cleaned up the last mouthful of noodles, ran a few steps away and threw the plastic lunch box into the trash can, turned back and rode his bicycle, and patted Ning Yao on the shoulder: "Thank you La." "I was blackmailed by you...!" Some became angry from embarrassment. "Probably. However, I also found out," the eyebrows stretched. "What?..." Feeling uneasy. "You're quite cute." After that, he pedaled the bicycle with a smile, and waved his hand again, "Goodbye." Ning Yao couldn't help throwing the remaining fried noodles at his head. On second thought, no, the beef chow mein tastes too good to be thrown away. Mother was a little dissatisfied with her full stomach before dinner, and she kept nagging, "I don't eat serious meals, and I don't miss any messy things." It seemed that he couldn't find support, so he knew he was wrong and argued with his mother. "By the way." Mom remembered when she was packing the dishes, "I still came to see you just now. You can go to her house and ask what's the matter." "Huh? Oh." "She came with another girl. I haven't seen that one. She was dressed in a weird way. She didn't look like a good girl." Ning Yao slapped the slippers on the ground: "You don't know! Don't talk nonsense!!" "You're sick!" Dad covered the newspaper first, and shouted at Ning Yao. Still on the opposite side, some heard Ning Yao's quarrel with his parents, so when Ning Yao found him with a livid face, he couldn't help asking "what's the matter", Ning Yao just shook his head. "You and Xie Yurui are looking for me? What's the matter?" "Oh yeah, they've got an order for a benefit show at the fairground. Want you to help." "what?" "Not enough manpower. I also found Wang Ziyang." "Oh... how many of us are there?" "It seems that there is another boy you know, right? It's called Shen Shen? Something. I don't know him." "Chen Mi! Mi! The fourth sound!" "Hehe, then Chen Mi." "...What the hell are you going to do?" "It should be that their university club is going to perform in the playground, but," still counting, "it still doesn't seem to be enough manpower, besides, most of them are girls, not enough boys." "yes……" "I'm still looking here, do you have anyone to choose?" "No..." A nerve was suddenly inexplicably suspended, and he pulled tremblingly, "Probably, yes." "It's not good to lie." Xiao Yiqi looked annoyed. "I don't have it." Ning Yao pretended to be stupid. "I followed you because you said there was a swimsuit show!" It seemed that I had been wronged. "...You first get rid of those messy things in your head. Mod?/p> "You give me half of your hourly salary as compensation." Kneeling down, she motioned for Ning Yao to come and carry the box, and went to carry a box of mineral water by herself. "Bah. It's all obligatory." Wang Ziyang and Chen Mi, who were busy on the other side of the stage, squinted from a distance. Because they were wearing the same staff T-shirts, they would look like couples at first glance.Although it was obviously an unpleasant thought, Ning Yao still forced himself to think "then I wear the same T-shirt, isn't it also a couple's outfit?", trying not to anger Wang Ziyang anymore.But his eyes still swept across the gaps to the opposite boy.