Chapter 116 Group of Five

Seven o’clock in the evening.

The five-person group gathered at the secret base.

Although everyone had their own things to do during the day, they still agreed to have dinner together and go back to the town together.

There are many places to eat in the city square and the old market.

Whether it is the time-honored tea restaurant that Song Ci tried last time, or the various restaurants in the square.

It may not be delicious, but we must have tasted it all on the day we graduated from high school.

The unfamiliar area will definitely feel very familiar the day we leave.

We, together, here, there.

Bao Weiwei worked on the memory wall at the secret base at noon. In the afternoon, she went to an indoor badminton hall in Nancheng District to play with people from the Badminton Association. Now she showed up carrying a Kawasaki badminton bag and short shorts. There is also a faint scent of sweat, and it looks like you are having a good time.

Song Ci came back from the library carrying a reusable bag, and her spiritual wealth seemed to have been greatly improved.

Only Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun lost half their lives. They went to do charity activities with the student council president Shen Huanyue today. Although they didn't know what they were, they probably suffered a lot.

　"Two idiots..."

Although Bao Weiwei doesn't like to act bravely when it comes to justice, she doesn't point at other people's kindness. She mainly complains that the two boys are not sincere. Doing charity, volunteering just to attract girls.

Idiot!

Gao Fei retorted: "You stinky bun! You've been playing badminton all day, stay away from me!"

"You are the stinky one! I'm dripping with sweat!"< br />
It makes me sweat. Actually, yes, it smells good.

Gao Fei said proudly: "Smell me, the sweat on my body is all the scent of flowers!?"

"The scent of flowers?"

"I They are the flower bones of the motherland. They have done charity for a day, so naturally they smell like flowers!"

Everyone: "."

There is a saying that Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun both stink. It smells like a lot of old man's essential oil.

At this time, Zhu Jiajun looked at his slightly trembling right hand and smiled stupidly. It was a kind of smile that existed inside, like a fool.

Song Ci was horrified. He took a step closer to Anting and asked, "Zhu Jiajun, are you... crazy?"

This was a habit that Song Ci had developed unknowingly. , although he does not rely on Anting,But the body is honest. Whenever something happens, it subconsciously moves closer to Anting.

Anting frowned and asked: "What's going on?"

Before Zhu Jiajun could answer, Gao Fei beside him whispered: "Ignore him. While doing volunteer work today, Senior Shen Huanyue’s hand accidentally touched his right little finger, and it has been like this ever since.”

Then, Zhu Jiajun said something outrageous, “One week from now Don't wash your hands."

An Ting, Song Ci and Bao Weiwei had the same reaction.

Afraid

At the same time, Song Ci originally only knew part of the fact that Zhu Jiajun had a crush on Shen Huanyue and joined the student union for this reason, but now she knows everything, but she is not aggressive and chooses to ignore it. one thing.

Song Ci’s inner drama: It turns out that he joined the student union because of Senior Sister Shen...

I am speechless, but I still have to eat.

The location is the tea restaurant where Song Ci had dinner with her roommates last time. It is located in the old market. From the secret base to the old market, along the way, there were stops and starts, fighting and laughing.

When Anting saw that his friends were all sharing what happened today, he did not lose touch. He also shared about his blind date with Xu Qingshu today.

Everyone’s gossip soul is burning brightly.

Bao Weiwei was curious about what that man looked like.

Song Ci and Gao Fei had the same idea, but they were a little surprised and said: "I didn't expect someone like Teacher Xu would also need a blind date."

In the third and fourth tier cities in 2006 , Xu Qingshu’s objective conditions are very good, with a stable job, outstanding appearance, and slim figure.

Of course, if someone wants to use the second generation of rich people, the second generation of officials, or the ladies to fight, there is no other way.

Anting joked, "Song Ci, I always feel that you will also go on a blind date in the future."

Half joking, half sincere.

For Song Ci, a perfectionist, it is estimated that it will be very difficult to find a partner; as time goes by, she will become better and better, and the difficulty is still increasing.

In my last life, I never had a boyfriend, and in the end I never got married.

Hearing this, Song Ci was unhappy and retorted: "Whether you get married or not is none of your business!"

Anting was too lazy to argue.

"The relationship between the siblings is really good."

Seeing this, Gao Fei and others began to tease the two again. From their perspective, the relationship between Anting and Song Ci was The relationship is super good, really likeThey are like siblings.

You must know...Song Ci's external image is very perfect, but it is precisely his current emotional appearance that makes him look real.

This time, it was the turn of both of them to feel unhappy and they spoke in unison.

“Who wants to be good with him (her)!!!”

Everyone continued to snicker.

When eating in a tea restaurant, due to limited pocket money, it is just a staple food + a drink, which may not seem so rich, but we will share it.

Forced sharing.

Pinch each other’s food.

Especially Bao Weiwei, who is crazy about stealing meat from other people.

Gao Fei scolded: "Baozi, didn't you say you want to lose weight?"

"I'm tired from playing badminton today! Take a day off!"

After dinner, we took the No. 29 bus back to the town with Moonlight as our neighbor.

On the bus, Anting and Bao Weiwei sat in the last row; Song Ci sat alone in the first row. She wanted to practice her English listening, so she sat alone; Gao Fei and Zhu Jiajun Sit in the middle.

Bao Weiwei suggested: "Let's create a group chat with only the five of us!"

Actually... the high school has been in session for a month, and Class 1, Grade 1 Have your own group chat.

However, on the one hand, he wanted his own small group, and on the other hand, Zhu Jiajun was in Class 1 and 5, so he still had to have another group.

After hearing Bao Weiwei’s suggestion, everyone was very cooperative.

An Ting was the first to say: "Yeah."

Others responded, including Song Ci, "Pull me in."

Group name——secret base.

Introduction - There is a place that only we know.

After getting off the bus at the intersection of the small town, Bao’s father drove to pick him up, while the others walked home.

Autumn has come, but our summer seems to have never gone far.

…

I sent the email on the last day of September. Unexpectedly, only two days later, Star Entertainment Company sent a reply, with the same Chinese-English translation. .

In the last email, Anting has clearly stated his attitude - all proceeds from "seeyouagain" will be 55 points. If you don't agree, there is no need to reply.

It has a bit of a "if you are the one" meaning.

There are too many things in Anting, and I no longer want to take any responsibility for the unexpected branch line.Spending too much time on work.

Moreover, he is confident that even if Xingchen Company does not agree, other music companies will definitely come to him and agree to his conditions.

Now, I have the upper hand!

However.

To his surprise, the other party had already sent an email - agreeing.

There is only one additional clause: A’s other music creations in the future must give priority to Star Entertainment.

It is a priority, but not a must.

Anting agreed to this additional condition.

Next, you just need to wait for the income from the song.

Copying songs, the routine is the same as before, but it is indeed profit-free.

　…

In 2006, the National Day holiday coincided with the Mid-Autumn Festival. There were a total of eight days off and two days of make-up classes.

Currently, one day has been made up, and the remaining day will have to be made up in the week after the National Day holiday.

As a reborn person, Anting also hates making up classes.

At the beginning of October, summer turns to autumn.

The weather during this period is excellent. It is still a little hot during the day, but it is sunny and cloudless. The wind will blow up at night to dissipate the heat.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After lunch, An’s father went out fishing on his motorcycle, and stopped by his aunt’s house to deliver moon cakes and celebrate the festival.

Aunt Song received a call from the company and went back to work overtime temporarily to process a file. She drove that old car and left the house in a hurry. Although it was just an ordinary enterprise in a township, Aunt Song was an extraordinary person. An absolute workaholic.

That person is used to looking for a sense of security from work.

Dad An understands, but there is nothing he can do about it. He must cure a person as early as possible. The older he gets, the more incurable it becomes.

In the early autumn afternoon, Bauhinia Street actually tilts a bit to the west.

The golden sunset shrouded the streets without reservation, jumping into every house, like an autumn fairy, embracing this timeless land.

The only uncomfortable thing is that the fish pond on Bauhinia Street dries up in autumn and winter, giving it a bit of a fishy smell.

Afternoon.

After all, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Anting and Song Ci didn’t go out. They stayed at home. The night was a family gathering, and the plan was to have a BBQ.

Not long ago, Dad Bao gave me a lot of DVDs of Hong Kong movies, such as "Kung Fu" and "Hei Se Hui"."Black Gold", Song Ci wanted to watch it on a whim.

This girl with literary attributes has a certain enthusiasm for watching movies, but she doesn’t watch many Hong Kong movies. She probably likes to think while watching.

When she was free, she was free, and Anting watched it with her.

A boy, a girl, a big white dog, a living room on the third floor, strawberries, watermelon, a fan, a movie, two glasses of lemonade, spend a wonderful afternoon.

As we watched, autumn fatigue hit us, and we fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, the phone at home suddenly rang, waking up the two people on the sofa. Anting walked over and saw that it was Aunt Song. He didn't bother to lift the phone and pressed speaker.

"Hey, is this Xiaoci?"

"I'm Anting, Aunt Song..."

Aunt Song said in a panic: " I have to go to the hospital in Beicheng District. I just had a car accident... maybe..."

At this point, the phone hung up.

It should be that the other party’s phone is out of battery.

"Car accident?"

Amidst a burst of beeps, Anting turned around and met Song Ci, whose face changed drastically. She turned pale and said, "Mom, it's Is there something wrong?"

His voice did not tremble, but his small hands grasped the clothes tightly, and his eyes were a little wandering.

"I think Aunt Song speaks very eloquently, it should be just a small matter..."

"But..."

Seeing Song Ci is still very Uneasy, Anting realized one thing - in this case, everything he said was nonsense.

He made a prompt decision and said with a hint of a gangster: "Song Ci, have you ever been in a Mercedes-Benz?"

"Ah...?!"

Since the road to the reservoir is very bad, Father An rarely drives a car there, and usually goes there on a motorcycle.

Then the question is, the motorcycle was taken away by Father An; the old car was driven away by Aunt Song; what kind of car is left at home?