The Peach Blossoms Begin to Dance

Chapter 31

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Although Liang Xiaoxie's success is related to his appearance, these are just icing on the cake in his skills. It is his daily life to explain the operation while participating in the competition. He is also the top large-scale operator in the contest of ten thousand realms. His fans are both male and female, male fans are more loyal than female fans, they all feel that his skills are undisputed.

Brother Wu's account is arranged by him alone, and he earns technical money, which is completely different from those beautiful anchors who sing and dance.

Of course, it was purely an extra effort for her to give him crazy gifts to make the rankings, that's why she made a special effort to talk about it, but it also hurt Xiaoxie's self-esteem, as if he had been dragged to the level of a good-looking anchor.

No matter how you say these words, they will offend people, and I don't know how to talk to Brother Wu, so I can only try to appease her emotions.

After resting for two days, our suppression of the Wind and Rain League has never stopped. Finally, at 2:30 am on August 1st, I saw a system announcement:

System Announcement: Two minds are different, but it is difficult to get one mind. Wanwanjiang and Mushang dissolved their husband-wife relationship, and after that, they separated and lived happily ever after.

[World] Lei Lei Lei Lei Lei: This, please confirm, the one whose name is in front of the dot is divorced, right

[World] Gu Shanxia: Yes, it means that Mu Shang was left by his wife...

[World] KFC among the dragons and phoenixes: Eat melons and melons.

[World] Wanwan sauce: Hehe. I don't know how he has the face to say that I want to run away with him. He wants to find out that I have posted a screenshot of the chat that I rejected on the space, so you can go and see for yourself.

I clicked in and glanced at it casually, and it was nothing more than the contents of when the relationship between the two of them was strong. With the Qiong Yao style of the two of them, even if there are no other obstacles and beautiful women, I feel that this marriage will have to be divorced sooner or later.

After the divorce, Wanwanjiang quit the gang and went to the Red Clothes Sect, while Mu Shang remained in the Fengyu League.

After the night passed, I saw a familiar name on the list of gang applicants:

Jun Fengyun, level 120, Xiannian, [Pass] [Reject]

I was a little surprised. This is the top five in the world where I used to recognize my brother and sister with a beautiful woman. I thought about it and passed him, and he immediately greeted everyone in the gang, and sent a bunch of red envelopes, saying that he was back to fighting, and hoped that he could get along with everyone happily in the future. Then, he sent me a private message.

[Private chat] Jun Fengyun: Thank you sister Pian for taking me in.

[Private Chat] Qingwu Pianpian: You are welcome. You are an old man fighting in anger, there is no such thing as accepting or not accepting.

[Private Chat] Jun Fengyun: After all, I have been to the Rain and Rain League, and I have always felt ashamed of Brother Yu and Sister Yu.

[Private Chat] Qing Wu Pian Pian: Don't say that, originally you and Huan Chen'er went to the Wind and Rain League because of his private relationship with Huan Qiaoer, in my opinion, you did nothing wrong.

[Private Chat] Jun Fengyun: I also made mistakes, alas. It's just me and Jiaren Pianpian, it's really a bit... This is why I always want to go back to the war of anger. During the time we stayed in Fengyumeng, Laoshang and I couldn't be friends, but found that he was not bad. I used to be so ambiguous with his ex, and I always felt ashamed of him. Coming back now is also because I really can't stand the current lifeless atmosphere of the Fengyu League.

[Private chat] Qingwu Pianpian: Isn't Mu Shang a bad person? Do you know about him and the beautiful woman Pianpian

[Private Chat] Jun Fengyun: How should I put it, Lao Shang wanted to give the beautiful woman a bright future in the beginning. But his family objected very much, thinking that the beautiful woman Pianpian is from the countryside, and her conditions are really not suitable for him. He also has a younger brother and two younger sisters. Lao Shang told the beautiful woman Pianpian the truth, and said that he would take her to see his family to see if there was any way to make adjustments. The beauty Pianpian disagreed, saying that she was very scared, and then she cried all day long, saying that Mu Shang despised her.

[Private Chat] Qing Wu Pian Pian: ... Mu Shang was serious about her? How did they make it look like the back

[Private chat] Jun Fengyun: Because she told me that she can send me a thousand miles away.

[Private Chat] Qingwu Pianpian: What? ? ? ? ?

[Private chat] Jun Fengyun: It's true, I still have screenshots of the chat. Of course, before she said these words to me, she also said that she was angered by Lao Shang. She doesn't want Laoshang's money, she doesn't want his people, she has nothing to do, Laoshang treats her like this is a scumbag for her, she wants to cheat on Laoshang.

[Private chat] Qingwu Pianpian: What the hell, isn't Mu Shang a liar? After working for a long time, the beautiful lady Pianpian also has such a big problem.

[Private chat] Jun Fengyun: It's the latter, after all, they lost two children. But at first he was in love. And Sister Pian, do you believe that the reason why two people make trouble like them is because of only one person

[Private chat] Qingwu Pianpian: I don't believe it. But I didn't expect Jiaren Pianpian to deal with feelings like this.

I chatted with Jun Fengyun for a while, and with his permission, I relayed the content of the chat with him to the angry gang members. Everyone was as surprised as I was.

[Gang] Jun Fengyun: Of course, this is just what I have seen, and I may be one-sided.

[Gang] Qingwu Pianpian: It's okay, our conflict with the Fengyu League later has nothing to do with the beautiful woman Pianpian. It was I who changed the number, and they still didn't let me go, and they didn't let Nu Zhan go.

[Gang] Jun Fengyun: This is one of the reasons why I don't want to stay there any longer. Wanwan sauce especially doesn't like sister Pian. After knowing that the beautiful woman Pianpian has changed, many people in the Fengyu League have passed that your size is more than 120,000, and they are all guessing which big boss you are. Wan Wan said that it was no wonder that the new account owner seemed to be a different person, completely different from her previous master. Her master is not as vicious as Sister Pian, and certainly not pretty.

[Gang] Qingwu Pianpian: Haha, her master probably hates her more than I hate her.

[Gang] Mr. Napkin: Pianpian, you didn't get Brother Fengyun's point. He said that you are not beautiful, meaning that he asked you to send a photo to verify your real body.

[Gang] Qingwu Pianpian: You first ask your Brother Han if you want to show it.

[Gang] Ah Shen: Brother Han said, let me show you the Extinction of the Demon Blade.

[Gang] Mr. Napkin: Uh, I was wrong, I don't want to read it.

This day I played again until the next morning. Woke up at 3:30 in the afternoon, and saw the reminder in the calendar of the mobile phone: Tomorrow, August 3, the centennial celebration.

I blinked, and blinked again, realizing that I had forgotten about it eight lifetimes ago. Now that I received the reminder again, I just felt that the sunlight outside the window was so glaring, I buried myself in the quilt, feeling the pain that the end of the world is coming.

Because of staying up late for a long time, it is almost impossible to fall asleep before three o'clock in the morning. Because of the next day's school celebration and the thought of meeting Du Hanchuan, I couldn't sleep especially in the early morning of August 3rd. I rolled on the bed until almost five o'clock before falling asleep. Starting at nine o'clock in the morning on August 3, I delayed getting up 12 or 13 times before I finally got up from the bed with my heavy head covered, and went to the bathroom to wash and put on makeup.

The school day is still here.

I am leaving.

Almost seven years have passed since the day when I first stepped into this campus. But even today, seven years later, when I see this thriving scene again, I can still remember the initial throbbing.

The cold rain in spring is cold, and the drizzle in summer is warm. Therefore, the light rain in the past few days failed to bring any sadness, but washed away the dust of the hot summer. The warm wind drives the red and powdery flowers, undulating and stretching on the small slope leading to the teaching building. The blue sky is boundless, the clouds are thousands of miles away, and the sky wall is the most beautiful eye, looking at all living beings in the world, and giving the students the most tolerant gaze.

The railings and plastic track on the campus have been refurbished, and emerald steel wire mesh has been added around the basketball court. Returning graduates come dressed in a variety of clothes and demeanor that label them what they or society has put on them. But the students from the first year to the third year of high school are still so pure, all wearing school uniforms, sometimes running, sometimes reuniting, sometimes fighting and laughing together. A few girls also sneaked behind the tall and handsome senior, discussing something in low voices.

In them, I see memories.

Then, I met my old classmates from Class 12, Grade 2 at the agreed place.

"Wow, Brother Pian, it's been a long time since I saw you. Have you become so unmanly now?" The school girl has become more and more coquettish in her clothes since she came out of the closet. She walks with bright red cowhide boots and eyeliner, and her demeanor is also better than that of high school A little bit more like a girl.

I rolled my eyes: "That's because you are too feminine, so no one looks manly."

"Time flies, and now we are about to graduate from college. Have you figured out what job you want to find in the future?" Xiao Baozi became more and more beautiful, her hair was cut short and dyed a flaxen color, Smiling like a heroine in an urban Japanese drama, "Pianpian, I'm most curious about what you want to do. Do you want to inherit the family business, or continue painting?"

"Well, let's see this after graduation." I didn't need to look in the mirror, and I knew I was smiling forcedly.

graduate…

can i still graduate...

After a few greetings with them, I was taken away by the teacher and took a group photo in the artist display area built for me by the school to receive praise from the students for my various works.

After working for an hour and a half, I finally got some free time and sat in a corner to rest.

The display area is beautifully set up, and the surrounding area is full of original ecological scenes: there is a stone statue of a great man in the back, after decades of wind and sun, its white color is mixed with a little turbidity. As if unable to stand the scorching sun, a slender blue lizard got into the gap between the statue and the ground. This ancient scene is put together with many of my paintings, and it has an artistic atmosphere.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead, twisted my neck, and was about to stretch when I saw a tall figure coming out of the teaching building from a distance.

The three sparrows were startled from the lawn by the frolicking students, and with a few "thumps" they spread their wings and rushed into the blue sky. The wind whips up emerald-colored spray in the sea of trees. My mind was empty at first, and then there were bees running wildly in my head, so confused that I couldn't think. My legs were suddenly paralyzed and my brain lacked oxygen. I held on to the painted wall to stabilize my body.

It was a boy wearing an open-collar white shirt and sneakers. He had fair skin and a clean temperament, with bangs on his forehead. When talking to people around you, the 45-degree facial contour is just as drawn.

He is the most minimally dressed man, overshadowing the formals and blooming summer plants around him.

Du Hanchuan...

Sure enough he came.

I found Du Hanchuan and a group of people walking towards me. He was still looking left and right from time to time, as if he was looking for something. I quickly shook my head and slipped into the teaching building regardless of my dizziness.

I really don't want to see him.

So, I took out my mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Ichikawa Hanxing, saying that I was at a boring event and wanted to go home early. It took a long time for Yichuan Hanxing to reply: "Waiting for you."

"I miss you." After posting this sentence, the sadness of reuniting with Du Hanchuan still lingered, and I sent him a bunch of crying emojis, "Honey, I'm still suitable for staying at home. This event is good It's okay, I want to go home."

"I miss you too. Waiting for you."

"Do I have social phobia, I really want to cry."

"Don't be sad, I'm always here and will wait for you to come home."

Before the school celebrations officially started, I had been hiding in the building playing with my mobile phone. There was a burst of boiling water rolling in the chest cavity, and it could rush up every minute, and burst out of the eyes. Then, I trotted into the bathroom, and stood in the corner with my back to a group of students wiping my tears and nose. I tried my best to bear it, but a tear still slid down the corner of my eye, drawing a long thin line on my powdered face. Long water marks.

I pressed the tear stain with the back of my hand, feeling even more uncomfortable. I was in a hurry to go out in the morning, my makeup was not delicate, and my powder was thick and uneven.

In this way, he didn't want to see Du Hanchuan even more.

However, after the school celebration began, he was the first student representative to speak. There are tens of thousands of teachers and students in the playground. Standing in front of the high podium, he put his hands on both sides of the microphone as soon as he got on the stage, without any stage fright.

"Wow, 18457 is still very handsome." Little Baozi bumped me and Xiaohua with his elbow.

The school belle, a big man, covered his face, showing an extremely shy expression. Since he officially came out of the closet, he has become more and more like a daughter-in-law: "Hao Pianpian, how did you separate from him at that time. If it were me, I would not let him go because of his good looks."

"What's the use of being handsome. If you don't fit in, you don't fit in." My face was expressionless.

The little bun pouted and said, "That's right, not to mention that we Pianpian are super beauties, Du Hanchuan may not be worthy of our Pianpian."

Du Hanchuan didn't prepare any manuscripts, and looked directly into his eyes, and said to the microphone confidently and steadily:

"Respected leaders and guests, dear teachers and alumni, I am Du Hanchuan, from Class 7 of the third year of high school. In our alma mater, a hundred years of golden years flowed, the source of knowledge flowed, and the moral character was held high. The banner of China. The footsteps of a century of education, deep and long... "

I propped my chin on the palm of my hand and looked listlessly at the ground. Hearing this voice, I suddenly raised my head and looked in Du Hanchuan's direction again.

He said slowly: "Yesterday, I talked to my father about the glorious history of our school. My father said that he is very envious of our perfect education. Walking in this school, we can witness the historical changes of Chinese education. It’s an honor. I said, as the ancient poem says, one sword has been sharpened in ten years, but the frost blade has never been tried. Our school has sharpened ten swords.”

Everyone was amused by him and laughed, but I was still confused.

what happened…

His voice is too similar to Yichuan Hanxing, right? It's just lower and calmer than Yichuan Hanxing's. But still very similar. I remember the first time I heard Leng Yue's voice, I immediately thought of Du Hanchuan, so it was not an illusion

I opened WeChat suspiciously, and sent another message to Yichuan Hanxing: "Honey, what are you doing?"

The right side of the seat where we are sitting happens to be a student at school. A high school girl pointed in Du Hanchuan's direction and said, "Wow, take a look, take a look, the little brother who gave the speech is so handsome, did he graduate from our school?"

"Don't you know, that's Du Hanchuan, Du Chi's son." A boy interjected.

"Who is Du Chi?"

"The founder of Lei Chi."

"What is Lei Chi?"

"Oh my god, how did you get into our school as an illiterate, what about common sense? A company as big as Lei Chi doesn't know it, so go to Baidu yourself."

If you saw Du Hanchuan as if he was struck by lightning, now he seems to be struck by thunder.

Du Hanchuan's father is Du Chi

I have known him for so long, why has no one ever told me that his father is Du Chi?

Then I've played the game until now, and I've spent so much money in Taohua Wanjie. What the hell is I sending money to his family, so that he can use it to scum more girls?

It was very easy to get through to the end of the speech, and the applause was like thunder. I was still immersed in the shock and couldn't extricate myself, the phone suddenly vibrated. When I opened it, I saw a picture of fried steak sent by Ichikawa Hanxing, with a postscript: "I'm cooking. Just finished."

"oh oh… "

"What's the matter, what are you doing?"

"It's okay. I met a man at the school celebration. His voice was very similar to yours, but he was a scumbag. You are the best, dear."

After a long time, Ichikawa Hanxing replied with a "haha".

After a long day, my old classmates and I went to the nearby Haidilao for dinner. Xiao Baozi, a large woman, ordered twelve beers and threatened to kill five beers herself. I really can't handle alcohol, but under her enthusiastic shoulder-to-shoulder support, I was infected by depression, and agreed to drink less.

But when it comes to drinking with old classmates, there is no such thing as one cup or two cups, there are only zero cups and countless cups. They haven't finished warming up yet, and I already feel a burst of alcohol and food rolling in my stomach, and I want to induce vomiting by taking the opportunity to go to the bathroom.

But I really went to the bathroom, squatted next to the toilet and retched for a long time, but couldn't vomit anything. I ran to the sink to get a haircut, gasping for breath while holding the sink, feeling dizzy and the world shaking. And no matter how hard I force myself to be sober, there is no way to improve the current drunkenness.

I can't play anymore, so I should go home and rest quickly.

I staggered out of the bathroom, propped myself up against the door and rested for a few seconds, and saw a boy walking towards me.

I looked up, slightly startled.

He was also stunned.

I actually saw Du Hanchuan so close...

Is it because of drinking too much alcohol? I feel so sad.

"Pianpian." Du Hanchuan looked at me and called out in a low voice.

He stood against the light, his eye sockets were deep and serious, but his pupils were a beautiful light brown, with just the right contrast. And his appearance has always been so ok, all the clothes on his body are simple and light, he only needs a watch to show his economic strength, and no other decorations are needed.

I avoided his gaze in embarrassment, smiled, leaned on the wall and walked towards my desk, but he stopped me: "Hao Pianpian."

"Huh?" I replied lazily.

"you've been drinking?"

"Nothing to do with you."

I snorted and continued walking, but a strong hand grabbed my wrist. With this grab, I staggered and almost fell to the ground. Du Hanchuan hurriedly supported me with both hands, and said reproachfully, "Why do you drink so much wine?"

"I said it has nothing to do with you! You scumbag! Let go!"

I tried desperately to break free from him, while holding onto the wall with my hands, but he sealed it between his arms and the wall with his backhand. There was no way out for a while, I stretched out my hand to push his chest, but he was so strong that he didn't move at all.

I was so anxious that I was about to cry.

Why has it been so long, I still have this person in my heart...

I shed more tears for him that year than I did in the previous sixteen years combined. Haven't I learned enough lessons

After we mentioned breaking up, as long as we don't think about him, we will break up naturally, and it doesn't matter who is scumbag. One person scums another person simply because the other person can't let go.

It turned out that I didn't hate him. But hate yourself for being useless.

It's useless to miss him to this day.

Although my heart has been broken for a long time, it is absolutely impossible for me to easily expose my weakness. I still pushed him with all my strength, and said angrily: "Scumbag! Let go! We have nothing to do with each other long ago! You are harassing me like this, stay away from me!"

I bit my lip hard, fighting against the tears rolling in my eyes, trying to get rid of his unreasonable restraint. Passing guests secretly cast strange glances, and he looked at me indifferently with lowered eyes, shaking all the time.

"I have nothing to do with you?" He said lightly, "Pianpian, does Yichuan Hanxing have nothing to do with you?"

For a moment, I lost all my strength and looked up at him blankly.