Life is moving forward leisurely. Compared with the New Year Party, the pressure of studying is much heavier. Especially after Wen Liang told himself that he had only scored 540 points in the exam in the future, this sense of urgency became even more intense. It's obvious.
But even so, He Tianran still takes an hour every day to catch up on the relevant basics of the directing profession. In this era, he wants to learn a course by himself. There are a lot of resources and video courses on the Internet, and he can directly learn from it. From entry to death, when the way to acquire knowledge becomes cheap, whether you can learn it all depends on your personal dedication and perseverance.
In this regard, thanks to He Tianran's own character advantages, he has done well so far.
He hasn't decided yet to really take the director's art exam, but he wants to go home and have a good chat with his father about the matter during the National Day holiday.
Boxing is still being practiced. He and Wen Liang will meet once or twice a week. It can be seen that they, art students, are also very busy. I heard that they are training semi-closed recently. After October, they are expected to meet. The times are even less.
"My acting teacher suggested that I just ignore the school's welcome party and prepare for the art exam. I asked for leave to rehearse with you, but she didn't approve it. I said that's not okay. You are my best friend. No. How could I not be on stage once?”
In the boxing gym at the end of September, there was still a hint of heat in the air. Wen Liang drank lemonade and talked about daily trivial matters.
"So after the welcome party is over, you won't come to school?"
He Tianran was a little concerned.
Wen Liang bit the straw and said with unclear meaning, "Maybe."
The boy's sense of urgency became even stronger, "By the way, is there anything you like? Or want to do?"
"Um--?"
"You have helped me so much, I want to give you something, but if I think about it carefully, I don't seem to know what you like."
He felt guilty, so he spoke more carefully, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, his inner thoughts would be exposed.
She originally thought that when Wen Liang heard this sentence, she would make a joke like plucking the feathers of an iron rooster, but she didn't. She just thought in silence for a long time before saying:
"I want to go to Yunnan to see the snow-capped mountains."
Wen Liang fiddled with the lemon slices in the plastic cup with a straw.
"Snowy mountain?"
"Well, it's easy to see the sea in a port city, but I prefer mountains. After all, I am also a girl from a mountain city."
"This... is a bit difficult."
"Right, I'm so busy studying now, let's talk about it later when we have a chance."
Wen Liang said it indifferently, but He Tianran was unwilling to do so.
Looking back now, the farthest place I have ever walked with Wen Liang was the Hong Kong-style tea restaurant in front of the school. The only thing I knew about the pineapple oil she liked to eat was indirectly told to me by Xue Yong.
The welcome party was said to be in a month, but it was arranged on the last day of September. After that, it was the only National Day holiday in their senior year.
He Tianran returned home and stared blankly at the game console whose handle was smashed by He Panshan. Half an hour later, he dragged his suitcase into Boss Park's store.
"Are you going to sell them all?" The fat middle-aged man looked at the contents in the box in disbelief.
"Well, you can take your pick of game consoles, CDs, and figures. If you like them, I'll sell them to you at a low price." There was no hesitation in He Tianran's words.
"Are you planning to leave the house?"
"I'm only a senior in high school."
"You can just bullshit, it won't mean that everything is sold."
After all, Boss Park is a man who has lived for more than thirty years. He put it straight, "Are you short of money?"
"……Um."
"How much is missing?"
"Three to four thousand should be enough."
"For the girl?"
"Why do you talk so much nonsense? Do you want to buy it? If not, I'm leaving."
Boss Park held He Tianran's arm and refused to let him leave.
"I'll buy it, but you have to let me know why."
"Where do you get so much? Why? Let go!"
"Okay, if you walk out of this door, I won't accept any of these things."
With that said, Boss Park really let go of his hand, and his words played into He Tianran's heart, and he stood still without moving.
The fat man and the otaku looked at each other for a moment, and the former asked, "Which one is it for?"
He Tianran pretended to be confused, "Which one?"
A smile appeared on Boss Park's fat face, his eyes narrowed.
"Hey, are you still pretending to be here? Do you really think of yourself as the male protagonist of a harem comic? Let me ask you, are you selling these for the one who eats with you, or for the one who helps you cook?"
He Tianran was a little impatient, "It's Wen..."
Halfway through the words, he realized something was wrong and asked, "How do you know Wenliang is helping me cook?"
"There is no airtight wall in the world. That afternoon, classmate Xiao Wen came to my store again. He wanted to copy a copy of the material and took it back. He told me that your father came to your house to see you, and it was inconvenient for her to stay there. ."
"Did you tell her what happened that day?" He Tianran was shocked, and a bad premonition came over him.
Boss Park did not answer the question directly, but asked: "You know that one of your classmates confessed to Xiao Wen that day, right?"
"……I know."
"It's not appropriate to confess your love in my store, right?"
"..."
He pointed to the place where He Tianran comforted Xue Yong, "Stand there and take a look."
He Tianran moved his steps as if he had been filled with mercury and walked to that position. He looked around and saw that the Thai restaurant was right in front of him!
"I'm hungry……"
"I just saw a Thai restaurant on the third floor..."
When the warm words echoed in her ears, was she confirming?
Confirm whether the person wearing black clothes and entering the store with Cao Aiqing is himself.
"At that time, Xiao Wen just looked up and stared blankly for a few minutes. She was too lazy to do anything that could make money for customers to request songs, so she just sat in the store waiting for you to come back."
Boss Park also stepped forward and said something. He Tianran turned his head and glanced at the high stool in the store, feeling lost.
Since that day, Wen Liang has not appeared in school.
What was her mood like when she was standing here? While rejecting Xue Yong, he looked up and saw himself...
When she came back, how did she say with a smile, "You can't make people who are good to you feel sad"...
It turns out that she knows everything.
He Tianran didn't dare to think about it any more.
Getting along with Wen Liang made him feel like two children playing house, fearing that he would be the one to break the rules.
But now it seems that there are no so-called rules. It's just Wen Liang who has been tolerating an extremely naive person.
"I collected the things."
Boss Park transferred a sum of money to He Tianran via his mobile phone, and the message showed that it was exactly four thousand.
"Boss...I..."
The young man returned to the store, lowered his head and kicked the suitcase.
"No need to thank me, you have a few out-of-print items here, and the sales will definitely exceed the number I gave you, so I have made a profit from you..."
After saying that, the fat man squatted on the ground and picked through the things in the box, leaving the young man outside the door with a bloated back. He said easily in a joking and playful tone:
"Oh, classmate Xiaohe, youth is so wonderful. I hope you won't become me when you are thirty, Bage Yalu!"
