Wen Li was excited and sad for a long time, and when she calmed down a little, she finally realized that she might have scared the teacher just now.
"I'm sorry, teacher..." She sniffed and began to defend herself, "We are actors, and we are full of emotions."
Then why didn't Song Yan have it? In the final analysis, it is still a difference in personal personality.
But the head teacher didn't expose it, nodded and said: "Understood."
Wen Li took a deep breath, regained her composure, and asked again: "Just now you said that these magazines were handed in from Song Yan?"
"Yes. These are given to me by the dormitory administrator. The other boys in the dormitory have game consoles and the like. Song Yan's is special, so he gave it to me. His grades have always been good. If I go to talk to him It will affect him, so these magazines have been kept in my place for so many years without knowing it, and I haven't thrown them away." The head teacher laughed again when he said this, "Fortunately, I didn't throw them away."
Wen Li tightened her arms and held the magazine tightly.
"Will Song Yan watch it in class?" This question even felt absurd to herself, and she added embarrassingly, "Surely not?"
"I don't have it in my class, so I don't know about other classes." The head teacher recalled, "But in my class, he has deserted."
They have been teaching for so many years as teachers, and of course they know that no student can really concentrate on listening in a class, even students with excellent grades are no exception.
In a certain class, the head teacher assigned assignments and asked the study group to share the table for discussion. Some students were discussing seriously, and some students took the opportunity to chat secretly. Together, their group happened to be sitting by the window not near the corridor, when suddenly a boy patted Person on the shoulder.
"Hey Bosen, the one downstairs is your fiancee, right?"
"Wen Li, Fa Xiao, childhood sweetheart, sister, whatever your name is, you only know the three characters of fiancée?"
Bo Sen looked out of the window impatiently, and murmured: "Didn't this girl quarrel with her friend again..."
Downstairs was not only Wen Li, but several girls were standing there, all wearing the school uniform of Ming Feng next door.
Unlike Yingde's school uniform, which has a large area of dark gray texture, and only the tie and cuffs are decorated with bright yellow, Mingfeng Art Branch has more girls than boys, and their school uniform is dominated by apricot yellow. It seems that the season is not here, so they are not yet fully mature. maple leaf.
Bo Sen opened the window, took advantage of the noisy discussion in the classroom, and shouted downstairs: "Girl! You skipped class again! Be careful, I will sue your uncle!"
Wen Li raised her head, saw Bo Sen, immediately raised her arms, waved her phone and said, "Look at your phone! I sent you a text message!"
Bo Sen looked around and found that the head teacher hadn't come back yet, so he took out his phone to see what she had sent him.
Except for Song Yan, the other two boys moved their heads closer.
As soon as Bo Sen glanced at the text message, the head teacher came back and asked everyone how the discussion was going.
He quickly put away the phone, pushed Song Yan's arm beside him, raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Ah Yan, let's change seats, you sit by the window."
Song Yan, who was lowering his head to write the bilingual argumentative essay homework assigned for this class, raised his head and asked, "Why?"
"Didn't Wen Li quarrel with her friend that day? She skipped class and came to find me, but in our class we played basketball with the class next door, and I couldn't get away as a striker, and then you went back to the classroom for me and waited for her to come over, remember? ?” Bo Sen grinned, “She reconciled with her friend, and now she brings her friend to see the handsome guy.”
Song Yan's eyelids trembled, but his tone was still flat: "Oh."
"Oh what, she told me in a text message that she brought her friends to see you." Bo Sen said, "Go, I'll open the windows for you, so you can show your handsome face for others to see."
Bo Sen took Song Yan's arm and forced him to change seats with him.
Song Yan looked out of the open window.
Standing downstairs for a long time, the girl who had been waiting for him had a sore neck, and finally saw him.
Song Yan's gaze was calm and calm. Wen Li first lowered her head in embarrassment, pursed her lips, and touched her nose uncomfortably. , with amazement in his eyes, pulled Wen Li and whispered excitedly, "Oh my god, this boy is so handsome, really handsome."
Wen Li said proudly, "I'm not lying to you, I'm even more handsome than Bo Sen."
Then he smiled at Song Yan upstairs, and waved excitedly at him: "Thank you, senior!"
Song Yan frowned slightly, and quickly turned his head away.
Wen Li puffed her mouth in disappointment when she didn't get a response, but she had achieved her goal, and she didn't care much about his deliberate indifference. She held hands with her friend and ran away laughing.
Song Yan pursed her lips, Wen Li used him as a tool to reconcile with her friends, and sent him off with a final thank you, without even saying goodbye, and left without authorization.
Just like that day, he sat in the classroom and listened to her complain for a long time. Later, when he found out that he was not Bo Sen, his expression immediately changed. After that, his mouth was cut and blood flowed. She also apologized and agreed. He didn't care at all, just left him and ran away.
But he has been out of his mind for a long time. He was teased by someone in his dream, and the washed quilt was thrown into the water again. Unfortunately, when I wake up, I act as if nothing happened.
In the clear and transparent sky, cirrus clouds are as light as wisps of thin cotton. The sycamore tree planted next to the teaching building has not yet reached its flowering period, and its stamens are still in its infancy. Lively, trespassing into the boundless spring scenery, similarly, that bright smile breaks into people's hearts without even saying hello.
Song Yan stared at that willful and nimble running back for a long time, until the head teacher brought him back to his senses.
The boy squeezed the pen in his hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
The teacher in charge looked out of the window and didn't blame him. He just said softly: "The scenery of our school is very beautiful. It's not too late to take a look after class. Finish the argumentative essay I assigned first."
Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Yan seemed to be deliberately ignoring something, and never looked out the window again.
When I was a teenage student, I could easily play a sour and immature episode like a lime with throbbing thoughts.
"Maybe it's because the scenery outside the window is so beautiful, so I stared in a daze."
The head teacher came to such a conclusion in his memory.
Wen Li nodded and said, "I have experience with this too." She was always in a daze in class.
"Then I will return these magazines to their original owners." The head teacher said, "He must be embarrassed to see these magazines now, so I'll leave it to you."
"..."
The teacher handed over Song Yan's unspeakable unrequited secret love to the person who was crushed. She had nothing to do, but Wen Li was embarrassed.
Although she is rough, she also understands that since Song Yan has kept this matter in her heart for so long, and has not even told her until now, it is because she cares about it very much and does not want her to know.
If you just tell him rashly, I know your little secret. She was happy and her vanity was satisfied, but what about Song Yan
He must have felt that she had intruded into his memory rashly and stolen his secret.
Even if she is the heroine in his mind, it doesn't mean she can show off her might in front of him.
Because this is his memory, including her, no one is qualified to use it to make fun of or hurt him.
She wants to protect Song Yan's eighteen-year-old, and protect the most secret feelings of the boy when he was eighteen.
The embarrassing Wen Li held the magazines, and after the staff came to urge them, she hurriedly stuffed the magazines to the assistant.
"Hide it well, don't let Teacher Song find out."
"What is this?" Wen Wen glanced at the cover, then at Wen Li, with a shocked tone, "Sister, isn't this you! Wow, this is an antique!"
"This is an antique, so what am I? A thousand-year-old bastard?" Wen Li said angrily, "Take me to Sister Lily to fix my makeup first, my eye makeup may be worn out."
Wen Wen glanced at Wen Li's eyes, the eye makeup was really a little blurry, but luckily the eyeliner and mascara were waterproof, so it wouldn't be obvious if you didn't look carefully.
The camera slammed his face, just in case, Wenwen greeted the staff first, and took Wen Li to a makeup artist for a touch-up.
Makeup artist Lily asked her while applying loose powder: "I just finished my makeup, what's wrong with you? Are you crying?"
"No, it's hot."
Wenwen supported his chin to admire Wen Li's makeup, and murmured, "But the air conditioner in the academic building is quite low, I'm already sneezing..."
Wen Limian changed her tone without changing her face: "Oh, it must be cold, crying cold."
Wenwen: "..."
After making up the makeup and meeting Song Yan, Wen Li suddenly dodged his attitude towards Song Yan for some reason. In the afternoon, Song Yan took her around the campus. She didn't look at the trees planted by the roadside, the buildings, or the Landmark didn't look at the surrounding students, but kept staring at Song Yan.
As soon as Song Yan turned to look at her, she looked away casually again.
Her distraught appearance was captured by the camera. The photographer felt that Teacher Wen was not in the right state this afternoon, so he sent a wechat message to Director Yan to ask how to deal with it, and whether to suspend the shooting first.
Director Yan: "No need to pause, just shoot like this"
Director Yan: "Song Yan has done so many episodes of wife-stalking, and finally it's his wife's turn to be a husband-stalker."
Director Yan: "Proud jpg"
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The recording on the first day officially ended at four o'clock in the afternoon. In the afternoon, Wen Li went to the men's dormitory alone. He originally wanted to go to the dormitory where Song Yan lived before to find traces of his previous life, but as soon as he entered, he ran into him head-on. A shirtless boy.
She didn't feel embarrassed, it was just a little boy, and she smiled at him.
The little boy was stared at by a big beauty. He took a closer look at this beauty. It was Wen Li who often appeared on TV. He couldn't care for a moment whether it was more embarrassing for Wen Li to see his white chicken upper body, or for being caught by the camera. It was even more embarrassing to be on TV when it was filmed. Anyway, the little boy covered his face and ran away, even forgetting to ask for an autograph.
Within a few minutes, the little boy stood in the corridor of the dormitory with a loudspeaker and yelled: "Wen Li came to raid the men's dormitory!!! Brothers, get dressed!!!"
For a moment, the whole building in the men's dormitory seemed to be shaken, and there was an abnormal sensation.
"Goddess Wen Li!!!"
"Sister!!! I'm your fan! I've signed up to level eight every day!"
Later, several staff members who followed Song Yan received a group message saying that Wen Li's raid on the men's dormitory caused a major earthquake in the men's dormitory, and they told Song Yan about it dumbfounded.
Song Yan: "..."
In short, today's recording, except that Song Yan was a little absent-minded in the morning and Wen Li was a little absent-minded in the afternoon, and the students followed and watched the whole process of the mission, and the students who were assisted by God in the answering session reminded them, everything else went smoothly.
The biggest achievement of the program group is that they interviewed Song Yan’s head teacher. Before that, they had to do a special talk show for Song Yan to find Yingdelai. They wanted to interview Song Yan’s teachers, and learned about Song Yan’s student days from the teachers. What is Yan, but every time it is a coincidence, Song Yan's head teacher either takes the students to participate in a competition abroad or goes on a business trip by himself.
The interview with the head teacher of Song Yan High School is the exclusive material of their program group, and it will definitely be broadcasted in the program at that time.
Chen Zitong, who also attended Mingfeng Middle School like Wen Li, accompanied her husband Qiu Hong to the High School Affiliated to Yanda University. The next day, he came to Mingfeng to record. After the recording was finished in the afternoon, he happened to take a car to meet Wen Li and the others and have dinner together. .
Facing the camera, the guests casually chatted about the interesting things they encountered during the school recording process today.
The school uniforms on the guests hadn’t been changed yet. Qiu Honggang and Song Yan had looked at them several times when they met. Now at the dinner table, they couldn’t help it, and began to complain: “I didn’t say that there is a difference between public and private school uniforms. It’s too big, are you going to shoot an idol drama with this school uniform?”
Whether the school uniform looks good depends mainly on the person. Qiu Hong and Chen Zitong are both tall and slender, and the school uniform actually looks good on them. Qiu Hong made such complaints mainly for the effect of variety shows.
Chen Zitong patted Qiu Hong on the shoulder, and said in a comforting tone, "Old Qiu is fine, my school uniform is also very nice, you can wear it when you go to our school to enroll tomorrow."
"I do not believe."
"Hey, can I still lie to you?"
After finishing speaking, Chen Zitong took out his mobile phone and searched Ming Feng's school uniform online for him, and showed it to Qiu Hong: "Does it look good?"
Qiu Hong looked at it and was even more envious: "It's too shocking, only our school uniform is the ugliest."
Chen Zitong was in a show-off mood again, and handed the phone to the couple on the opposite side: "Look? To say something that might offend you, I personally think that Mingfeng's school uniform is a little bit prettier than Yingde's."
Little did they know that the couple on the opposite side actually knew what Ming Feng's school uniform looked like, and also thought that Ming Feng's school uniform was prettier than Yingde's.
"Ming Feng's is better looking." Wen Li favored her alma mater without hesitation, and pushed Song Yan's arm, "Mr. Song, what do you think?"
Song Yan didn't know what he was thinking, and nodded: "Well, the color looks better."
"Excellent award, I would like to say thank you on behalf of our school."
"However, the picture on the Internet is from a few years ago. It seems to have been changed a little bit now. The color has not changed, but the apricot yellow is a bit darker." Chen Zitong glanced at the couple, then at his husband, "You should look good in what you wear, but our old Qiu doesn't have to. He's too dark."
Qiu Hong stared: "What do you mean? I am a healthy wheat color, okay?"
"Wheat-colored." Chen Zitong said perfunctorily.
After dinner, the guests took a car to the hotel arranged by the program group. Wen Li and Song Yan took the same car. Because of today's recording, both of them had something on their minds, so they didn't communicate much.
After getting out of the car, Wen Wen called Wen Li to stop.
Song Yan also subconsciously stopped, waiting for Wen Li and Wen Wen to finish speaking.
Wenwen asked loudly: "Sister, don't you take the magazines you gave me this morning back to your room?"
Song Yan: "What magazine?"
Wenwen: "That's—huh?!"
"Ah, it's nothing, nothing!" Wen Li ran towards Wenwen suddenly, covered Wenwen's mouth, turned his head and smiled dryly at Song Yan, "Mr. Song, go up first, I'll talk to Wenwen about something personal."
Song Yan looked at Wen Li, he was like this every time he observed people, quietly, inexplicably disturbing.
Wen Li urged: "Go up and rest."
The man didn't say anything in the end, turned around and went upstairs first.
After his figure disappeared, Wen Li let go of Wen Wen, and said in a reproachful tone: "Yu Wenwen! Do you want to pack up and leave?"
Wen Wen was wronged by her sister, even by name, but more inexplicably.
"What's the matter, it's not a porn magazine..."
"You don't understand." Wen Li sighed irritably, "A boy's heart is also very fragile, and it will hurt him to pierce it directly."
Wenwen looked blank: "I don't understand."
Wen Li didn't expect Wenwen to understand, she stood there thinking for a long time while rubbing her chin, when she suddenly thought of something, she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Chen Zitong who had already returned to her room.
After a while, Chen Zitong replied "OK" readily.
"I won't go back to the room yet, I'll go to Sister Zitong's room to discuss something with her." Wen Li nodded Wenwen's forehead, "Please help me put the luggage back to the room first, and the magazine must be Hide it for me, do you hear?"
Wenwen rubbed his forehead and said, "Yes."
Wen Li went to Chen Zitong's room to find her, while Wen Wen went to Wen Li's room with the small luggage carried by her artist.
Song Yan opened the door, and was a little surprised to see it was Wen Wen.
"What about her?"
"My sister went to see Teacher Chen Zitong."
Song Yan didn't say anything, and helped Wenwen bring Wen Li's luggage in.
After completing the task, Wenwen said respectfully: "Then I will go back to my room too, Mr. Song, you should go to bed early."
Just as she turned around, Song Yan stopped her again.
Wenwen had a bad feeling in her heart, and sure enough, Song Yan asked her what the magazine was in the next sentence.
Wenwen said vaguely, "It's nothing."
Song Yan raised his eyebrows and spoke softly: "Did she tell you not to tell me?"
Wenwen pursed her lips, put her hands together and said, "Mr. Song, I can't lose this job. I have to pay off the mortgage every month. Please understand."
"Understood." Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was light, as if a little disappointed, "Isn't it a magazine for other male artists?"
"No! Absolutely not!" Wen Wen whispered, "It's my sister's own, don't worry, Mr. Song."
After saying this sentence, Wenwen ran away immediately, afraid of being fooled by Song Yan again.
After the assistant left, the man sat on the sofa and was in a daze for a long time.
According to the staff, when he went to visit other teachers today, Wen Li didn't follow him because his head teacher had a private chat with her after the interview.
He had a delicate and sensitive mind, so he quickly guessed it, and suddenly pursed his lips, a bit of panic and bewilderment appeared on his handsome face.
The secret that had been buried for a long time was dug out without warning, and he never revealed it to anyone, not even his closest friends.
Unable to tell whether it was more fear or more shame, Song Yan suddenly bent down, stroked his forehead with one hand, and sighed deeply.
That night, Wen Li returned to the hotel room very late.
She thought Song Yan had already fallen asleep, so she secretly went to the balcony to make a phone call.
Because she was afraid of waking Song Yan up, even when Wen Li was outside, she kept her voice on the phone very low. Only occasionally, she couldn't hold back her excitement and shouted "Uncle" a few times, but it quickly dropped down again. decibel.
After making the phone call, Wen Li went to wash up again, and finally climbed onto the bed quietly, covered the quilt, and played with her mobile phone with her back turned to him.
Song Yan waited until the phone light went out before taking her into his arms.
Knowing that she was already asleep, she still didn't dare to ask too obviously.
"Did it cause you a burden?" He paused, his voice was hoarse, and he laughed at himself, "Isn't it disgusting?"
In her impression, the senior who was indifferent and alienated to her actually secretly collected the youth magazines where she was a cover model, and fell in love with her when she was such a close friend with her fiance.
After being so clearly rejected by her family, she still didn't give up.
If you can't have her, at least have the same dream as her, at least a little closer to her dream.
Later, by mistake, she gave up her idol dream and stood under the domestic spotlight, becoming an actress.
The unreachable light in his heart has become his descendant.
At that moment, the signature pen in his hand suddenly couldn't come out with ink, and Wen Li, who appeared later, nodded politely at him, smiling officially, politely and distantly, as if meeting him for the first time.
Also, they didn't know each other well in high school.
Song Yan also nodded, and the hand hanging by his side almost broke the signature pen in his hand, and the two of them took the first group photo on the red carpet like that.
They knew each other ten years ago, and their first group photo was actually taken by the media.
Every time we get along after the reunion, Song Yan's mood is very complicated. He is afraid that she will notice it, but also afraid that she will not notice it.
Now she should be aware of it, but she seems to pretend not to know. As for the reason, he doesn't want to ask, and he dare not ask.
In the quiet room, the only answer to him was the quiet breathing of the person in his arms.
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The next day's recording continued as usual, and the two returned to Yingde, but after the recording in the morning, Wen Li disappeared in the afternoon.
The wife disappeared, and the husband Song Yan didn't even ask her where she went, and the staff didn't mention it. It seems that the content of today's script should be recorded by two people separately, and the whole program group is very wrong.
The Yingde campus is very large, so Song Yan simply went to visit the places that he didn't have time to visit yesterday, deliberately bypassing the fireworks square.
Several staff members who followed him whispered behind.
"Did you already tell Mr. Song not to go to the square?"
"No, I haven't had time to say it yet, I thought it was you who said it."
"I didn't say that."
The staff looked at each other in blank dismay. In the end, no one knew why Song Yan hadn't been informed in advance, but consciously bypassed the fireworks square.
Forget it, the result is the same anyway, regardless of the reason.
I hope Mr. Wen's arrangement goes well.
Wen Li's arrangement is really not going well. She has never done this kind of thing before. She has the cheek to ask the staff to help her buy a box of candles and fireworks. When the things are bought back, the staff said they would help She poses together, but she refuses, saying she wants to pose by herself.
At that time, there was no one to help Song Yan, the little pitiful senior did it by herself, so she had to do it by herself.
Placing candles sounds simple, but it’s still a bit difficult to do it on your own. How big is the place and how many candles are needed, because I can’t see the overall effect, and the heart will be crooked when I place it. These are all unexpected difficulties.
Then it was really embarrassing to be surrounded by the staff and a group of students like monkeys.
Everyone thought it was a program arrangement, but no one knew that it was actually Wen Li's own little thought.
In the end, she couldn't stand the stares around her anymore, and said to Wenwen, "Wenwen, go off-campus and buy me some wine."
Wenwen thought he heard it wrong: "Huh? Sis, is it not good to drink during the recording?"
Wen Li waved her hand: "It's okay, I'll secretly drink with my camera behind my back. If I don't get drunk, I'll be bold."
"All right."
The sun was setting, and the sight in the square was gradually dimming. The outdoor temperature in summer was too high, even with water mist, small electric fans and parasols were useless. Wen Li wiped off her sweat, almost paralyzed from exhaustion.
She smiled confidently and told the staff that Song Yan could be brought over.
Wen Li temporarily wanted to change the script of the program group, which was communicated with Director Yan in advance.
Yan Dao was both happy and sad in his heart. He was happy that the couple finally didn't have to press their heads hard, and they would take the initiative to surprise each other. What was sad was that after knowing that Wen Li was going to surprise Song Yan, he gave Wen Li a gift. Wen Li came up with a lot of novel plans, but Wen Li was very stubborn, so he didn't want any of them, so he had to place candles.
Really good soil.
Director Yan disliked him very much.
I just don't know if Song Yan will dislike her. I hope that after he sees this surprise, he won't dislike his wife for being too rustic.