The spring outing organized by the school is that every class in the first and second grades will take a bus to a free forest sports park in Beicheng. They will bring their own food and picnic related supplies. Even the tents for camping must be provided by teachers and teachers. Students prepare themselves in advance.
To be honest, rather shabby.
But even so, the students who had been restrained for a long time still bought it very much. The school requires the students to gather at the school gate at 7:30, and the bus leaves at 8:00, almost no one is late, and the students are carrying bulging schoolbags, which are filled with various snacks from the supermarket.
Ji Mingyue also bought a big bag when he went back yesterday, but while eating and reading at home, before he knew it, nearly half of the snacks were left with only a packaging bag, so it seemed that he was packing lightly today.
Because Lin Feng was going to visit Jiang Manyun at noon, he didn't set off with them in the morning, and he agreed to go there by himself after 12 o'clock. Fortunately, Beicheng is not big, and the forest park is not too far away. You can get there in about an hour by taking a bus for a few yuan.
In Lin Feng's absence, Ji Mingyue was a little bored, and the network signal on the bus was not good, so he was absent-mindedly playing with his phone while biting a biscuit.
He was sitting in the last row of the car by the window, and the others were basically crowded in the front row. Everyone was laughing and laughing, and some people were singing with a loudspeaker.
Someone next to Ji Mingyue was on the phone, because of the noise on the bus, the voice in Ji Mingyue's ears was also intermittent: "... I don't have time... let him go back... leave as you like..."
In the end, the voice became louder uncontrollably: "Tell him not to force me! If it's a big deal, I won't read it anymore, and I won't starve to death without him!"
Ji Mingyue couldn't help turning his head to take a look, and found that the caller was Wen Erya from his class. Wen Erya glanced back at him subconsciously, only then did she notice that her voice was a little louder, she took a breath, suppressed her annoyance, and said to the other end of the phone: "... The signal here is not good, I will talk to you at night if something happens. Call me." Then hung up the phone.
"Erya, did your family call you?" Ji Mingyue's eyes met his, and he felt ashamed not to say anything, but although he and Wen Erya knew each other well, he didn't want to rashly ask her about her privacy , I can only pick a general question and try it out symbolically. It depends on the other party whether you want to talk about it and how specific it is.
"Well, my mother called." Wen Erya fingered the phone, paused for two seconds, and couldn't help saying, "...I'm really speechless to my dad, if you want to see me, you don't even tell me in advance, wait until the place That’s why my mother called me to come out. He thought he was the President of the United States, and I didn’t have to do anything every day, just waiting for him to visit?!”
His unhappiness is not only dissatisfied with his father not paying enough attention to him, but also probably annoyed that he missed the opportunity to meet his father after he came out to play happily.
"Your father came to see you...?" Ji Mingyue felt that Wen Erya's reaction might be because he could hardly hold back his desire to talk, so he followed his words and asked, "Don't you live together?"
"He divorced my mother several years ago." Wen Erya seemed to have opened up the conversation box, and said proactively, "He went to work in Linshi, and married a girl who was seven or eight years younger than him there. He came to see me once a month, but now he only comes once every two or three months."
He snorted heavily, and said, "I guess when that woman gives birth, he won't be able to remember who I am at all!"
Ji Mingyue let out an "uh" and tried to comfort him: "That's not necessarily true, your dad may be busy with work..."
"It's okay, I don't care if he comes to see me..." Wen Erya hesitated for a while, and then said out as if venting her anger, "It was he who was sorry for my mother, and they divorced, because every time he came, he would give me a lot of money. I gave him living expenses, so I endured him!"
"Every time we meet, he scolds me first, seeing if I don't like this or that, and always scolds me for reading for nothing." Wen Erya said angrily, "And give me a name Wen Wenya, look at how his mouth is broken, Have you achieved a little bit by yourself?"
Ji Ming recalled that after the exam yesterday, Wen Erya was still refusing to go home. He was playing football on the playground, and when he was joking, he said to himself, "It's not fun for me to go home anyway", so this was the reason
"You can have less contact with him. Don't take what he says when you meet. It's not easy for your mother to be alone. You can go home and spend more time with her if you have nothing to do."
"No, she's not alone." Wen Erya realized that Ji Mingyue had misunderstood her, so she smiled and pulled away from the unilateral accusation, "The husband she married now is quite good. Let her be a housewife at home..." He curled his lips, "It's just that the oil bottle I brought is too annoying."
No wonder he was so reluctant to go home. It turned out that his mother already had a new family. A sensitive boy of this age might feel like an outsider all the time, right
"Big and small... Bah, Ji Mingyue, do you know where to find part-time workers? It's better to have a higher salary, I'm not afraid of hardship." Wen Erya said sincerely, "I don't want to take my dad's living expenses anymore. It annoys me to death when he comes."
"If you don't have a part-time job..." Wen Erya said, "It's okay to go to work. Anyway, my grades are not good, so it's useless to study."
"Don't worry, you still have to read the book, I'll let you think about it." Ji Mingyue searched in his mind, and it really made him think of a suitable candidate.
He took a closer look at Wen Erya's face, and found that he was really good-looking: slender eyes, thin lips, slightly yellowed hair, reminiscent of a little fox in a golden wheat field.
What is Shang Boyu's scarce type recently? Delicate style, youthful, with a bit of "milk" in the temperament
—This one is more suitable than himself!
The most important thing is that Wen Erya is taller than him, about 175...
Wen Erya was inexplicably sized up by his gaze, touched her arm unconsciously, and said, "...why are you looking at me like that?"
Ji Mingyue: "..."
... He just said that it was understandable for him to misunderstand Shang Boyu before! Being looked at by people like picking pork in a vegetable market, it's hard not to go to a crooked place, okay
"Erya, I know someone who is looking for a plane model, do you want to go?" Ji Mingyue said, "It seems quite tiring, and the salary is not particularly high, but it is definitely much better than washing dishes."
"Model?" Wen Erya seemed completely unaware that there was still this line of work to do, and said, "Do they want high school students? What are they going to do, walk the catwalk?"
"No, what they want is a graphic model, just like the fashion magazines sold at the school gate, you go and take pictures for them, and pay according to the order." Ji Mingyue explained, "I don't know the exact salary, student models will Keep it low, but it should be quite profitable.”
Wen Erya opened her mouth slightly, as if opening the door to a new world: "Can it still be like this? Then, will there be unspoken rules or something?"
"It's just shooting magazines, not in the entertainment industry." Ji Mingyue laughed, "But of course you'd better be careful. I'll give you the contact information of that person, you two chat slowly, if you feel something is wrong, you should withdraw quickly. "
"Okay!" Wen Erya responded readily, and he rushed over to give Ji Mingyue a hug, "Thank you brother! If it really works, I'll treat you to dinner!"
The smell on his body was fresh and dry, and the smell was not annoying. Ji Mingyue let him hug him, and inadvertently raised his head, and found that two rows ahead, a boy named Ling Xi was looking back at them.
Seeing that Ji Ming raised his head, Ling Xi glanced at Wen Erya again, and then turned his head back.
Ji Mingyue thought that he was just looking around bored, and didn't take it seriously. After Wen Erya finished hugging him, he rummaged through his backpack, but he couldn't find Shang Boyu's business card, so he probably didn't bring it out. He took out his mobile phone and gave Wen Erya Shang Boyu's mobile phone number.
Wen Erya seemed to be very eager to be financially independent, even if the signal in the car was poor, she couldn't wait to send a text message to Shang Boyu.
The more Ji Ming saw that he was concentrating on sending text messages, he couldn't help itching, so he sent a text message to Lin Feng:
"It's so boring, when are you coming, come, come, come—"
Lin Feng replied quickly and concisely: "After one o'clock."
After a while, it seemed that I felt too cold, so I sent another message: "I'm preparing to cook for my mother. What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you this afternoon."
The bus arrived at Forest Park at 9:30 in the morning. It was late April, and the spring was warm and flowers were blooming, and the hills were rolling.
There are two roads up the mountain, one is the winding mountain road, although it is long, but the slope is gentle, and it is not tiring to climb up; the other is the stairs from the foot of the mountain to the monument on the top of the mountain. One of the most painful routes.
In order to "show the spiritual outlook of our school students", the school resolutely chose to climb the mountain ladder. Feng Rui complained beside Ji Mingyue: "Damn it, the school leaders must take it back for their photos to look good. Face project!"
"Don't complain, just go up." Yang Chao caught up from behind and patted Feng Rui's butt with his big hand, "Come on, follow me, and I'll carry you up on the count of three!"
"Brother Chao..." Feng Rui's eyes were full of emotion.
"Come on, yes, that's it, come up with me, I'll count to three—" Yang Chao said, "One, two,, one... one two one, one two one... come on, we're almost there!"
"you liar!!!"
…
Finally, everyone climbed to the top of the mountain, and lined up at the bottom of the monument. After listening to the school leader's lengthy speech, they finally heard the announcement that "all classes are free to move, gather at 3 pm!", and the student team suddenly collapsed More than half of the way down, he sat crookedly, lying on the ground, like dried salted fish.
"I really envy Lin Feng." Feng Rui sighed breathlessly, "He can just go up the mountain from the side in the afternoon, and he doesn't have to be like us, tired like a dead dog."
Grade 1 and 6 took a rest for a while before they all recovered. Yang Chao saw that it was almost twelve o'clock, so he reorganized his formation and led the students to find a relatively dry and open flat ground, and began to prepare for the picnic at noon. .
Because the forest park cannot see open flames, they did not dare to have a picnic. They brought sandwiches, bread, and canned food. A few of them brought stir-fried rice from home. The bumps and the heat all ran away.
Although the food was not very hot, the atmosphere between teachers and students was still very good. Everyone sat around the picnic cloth, joking with each other and sharing the food they brought.
Ji Mingyue has been sitting by the side with a lollipop in his mouth, watching. There are many people who have a good relationship with him in the class. Seeing this, they all come over to share their food with him, but he waved his hand and refused: "I am Waiting for the meal, after eating yours, I won’t be able to eat later.”
Although everyone was puzzled, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong. They all went back with a smile, and waited to see what kind of "meal" Ji Mingyue wanted to "use" while eating.
At half past one, Lin Feng came to their picnic spot according to the guidance of the teacher in charge, sat down, opened the lunch box he brought with him, it was steaming, full of color and fragrance, he even took apart two pairs of chopsticks, and handed Ji Mingyue a pair—
The classmates in the class immediately exploded.
"Rely, rely on, don't bring a small stove—"
"This is Chi Guoguo's show off!!"
"Mom, compared with us, what Ji Mingyue eats is really equivalent to imperial food..."
"Hey, I also want a boyfriend like Lin Feng..."
"...Why do you feel that something is wrong?"
"It seems a little strange..."
"Because Lin Feng is not Ji Mingyue's boyfriend! They are both men!!"
"Hey, isn't it?"
"..."
…
Of course, later Lin Feng and Ji Mingyue also took the initiative to share the meals, and students who wanted to eat could come and pick them up. Everyone praised Lin Feng's cooking skills—although, it was Lin Feng who looked at Ji Mingyue and quickly picked up the best food. After eating those few pieces of meat.
Gather at 3:00 p.m., and the school organized some activities, such as sitting around and singing military songs, simple cross-country running competitions, etc., and when it was around 6:00 p.m., it was announced that the class would continue to have free activities as a unit, and they could start preparing dinner and setting up tents up.
Most of the students still had snacks and canned food for dinner, and some people couldn't help but ran to buy the very expensive grilled sausages and tea eggs sold on the mountain to eat.
Ji Mingyue is one of them. He also bought a large bag of tea eggs and gave one to everyone he met. He was known as "the Guanyin who gave eggs".
He and Lin Feng worked together to set up a camping tent—of course, Lin Feng was the absolute main force. Seeing Lin Feng squatting on the ground with one leg to tidy up, with sweat dripping from his forehead, Ji Mingyue handed over another tea egg: "Come, eat an egg as a reward!"
"Just a tea egg?" Lin Feng panted slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and took it honestly.
"You don't understand the dignity of tea eggs!" Now that tea egg stalks are not yet popular, Ji Mingyue felt a bit of melancholy, peeled another egg, and said with a smile, "If you don't use tea eggs, what do you want? Do you want it if you want it?" ?”
Lin Feng raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly.
He didn't speak, but for no reason, Ji Mingyue swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
My heart beat wildly.
"Surprise!!!"
Just as he was thinking about it, his back suddenly sank, and a familiar voice of beating came from next to his ear, and Ji Mingyue suddenly felt hopeless:
"—Feng Rui, you crushed me to death, get the hell out of here!!"
Looking back, seeing a large group of boys behind Feng Rui, Ji Ming lost his temper completely: "What are you guys doing?"
"It's a rare time to go camping, how can we not have some activities!" Wen Erya said with awe-inspiring righteousness, "Let's have a duel between men and men!"
"...so what the hell is it?"
"The first ghost story contest in Beicheng Park, are you interested in participating? Those who win will get a generous reward!"
"..."
"Everyone is crowded into one tent, and the lights cannot be turned on, and others cannot speak..." Wen Erya lowered her voice, trying to exaggerate the horror atmosphere, "It's dark and gloomy, and no one can see anyone. This is a real battle. A duel between men... ”
Ji Mingyue thought it was funny at first, but when he heard "It's pitch black, no one can see anyone", he couldn't help turning his head to look at Lin Feng.
So coincidentally, Lin Feng happened to be looking at him too.