I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 17

Chapter 17 (1)

Ning Huan's fingers were warm and dry, with a thin callus, pinching her fingers, as if the heat had reached one of her hearts, like a feather gently brushing her heart.

The eyes of the two people were facing each other, and it was Ning Huan who was the first to open his eyes and look at the strings: "That's it."

So, Yan Tingxin also turned his gaze to the strings: "Oh. "

Nobody saw that it was whose earlobes had a little bit of powder.

Ning Huan is a very strict teacher, pursues perfection, and is very serious once he starts to instruct Yan Tingxin.

Ning Huan: "Left hand chord, finger 1st joint vertical fretboard ......"

......

A few words of correction of posture, The progress he got in one day today is much better than the practice of the previous week when he was here by himself.

"Thank you, Mr. Ning. I think I played this last time a lot better than before, and I made a lot of progress.

Ning Huan said to Yan Tingxin that he was positioned: "Classmate Yan, come on!" They

didn't meet in the part-time job some time in advance, as if this incident hadn't happened, and Yan Tingxin didn't ask any more.

Everybody has a story, everybody has privacy.

She respects his story, respects his privacy.

"Teacher Ning, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I practice ukulele in this place, if you are free, just passing by here, can you come and guide me? It's not always guiding me, but when you have time, it's great if you can give me a few words.

Ning Huan was silent.

This inexplicable girl, who came and went without a trace, and suddenly broke into his life, is simply an inch!

Yan Tingxin vividly interprets what it means to 'give a little sunshine and you will be brilliant, and if you give some paint, you will open a dye shop' - smile at her slightly, and she will give you a bright smile; Tilt your head at her, and she'll immediately give you a tilted head to kill; Guiding her once, she kept saying 'Teacher Ning'.

Ning Huan began: "I don't have time. Yan

Tingxin was not disappointed.

"Okay.

Although Ning Huan would not come, Yan Tingxin also used the bench by the lake as a secret garden for practicing ukulele.

......

That afternoon, Ning Huan returned to his residence in Switzerland.

Sister Song took out the soup simmering on the induction cooker: "Ning Huan, you're back." Eat ......"

Ning Huan said: "Sister Song, please take out my guitar." Thank you.
Before Sister
Song finished speaking, the spoon in her hand paused, and then quickly reacted and dried her hands with a towel.

"Okay, I'll pick it up right away.
Sister
Song suddenly became very happy, entered the storage room, took out the guitar that had been dusty for a long time in the cabinet, wiped the dust with a cloth, returned to the living room, and handed it back to Ning Huan.

Ning Huan held the guitar and tried the strings.

The last time I touched the guitar, it seemed like a lifetime away.

Ning Huan said to himself: "The feel is still a little different from that of the ukulele.

Ning Huan said, "Sister Song, please help me order a handful of ukuleles."
Sister
Song smiled: "No problem, I'll go out in the afternoon to buy it for you." "

In the afternoon, it was raining a little in Switzerland.

Sister Song went out with an umbrella and went to the musical instrument store.

The phone in her pocket rang, and she picked it up, and a woman's voice came.

"Hey, Chunyi. "

Sister Wang, Ning Huan asked me to find his guitar today, and asked me to go out and buy him a ukulele. The voice on the other end of the

phone became as happy as Sister Song: "Ning Huan is willing to play the guitar?" That's a good thing.

"In addition, after the last time he got sick and had a fever, I feel much better than before, and I am not as stuffy as before, and I go out more often than before.

"Really? "

Yes.

"Good. You buy him what he wants, pick the most expensive one. "

......

The most expensive ukulele was sent to Ning Huan, but he played the simplest tune.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room, the rain fell, Ning Huan plucked the strings at will, and a smooth song "Little Star" was played.

Ning Huan said to himself: "Is this song so difficult?
Sister
Song stood in the corner of the living room and the kitchen, listening to Ning Huan only play a simple track, she asked, "Why don't you play a few more?"

Ning Huan put down the ukulele: "Don't play." "

......

On weekdays, it's still work.

Refuse to take out, and today I have to use any door to eat hot meals in Tiannanhaibei!

Today's noon is the fast food of migrant workers - long□□ foot rice.

Long□□ foot rice shops are open all over the country, and they are a source of happiness for migrant workers. But today she is going directly to the 'place of origin' to try the most authentic pork knuckle rice, how delicious is it? What is it that deserves this pork knuckle rice to be opened all over the place?

A delicious pork knuckle rice, even the hanging soup is very rich.

Pig skin, chicken bones, pig barrel bones, with all kinds of green onion and ginger and other seasonings, hang in the pot of clear water, boil into white broth, after the brine oil is fried, add the stock and the marinade, continue to boil and stew, fully stimulate the aroma of the marinade, and then put in the pig's feet to stew together, the pot has been maintained in the state of "grunt", a few hours later, turn off the fire, let the pig's feet soak in the brine to taste.

At this time, I just have to wait for the migrant workers to get off work and order food.

In the small shops in the alleys of Longjiang, plastic stools and folding wooden tables are full of migrant workers (or bosses) working in various places.

When you enter the store, you can smell the lo-mei.

When Yan Tingxin was ordering, he met a person in front of him who came to the proprietress to theorize: "It's wrong, I don't want this part!" Hostess

: "Which one do you want?" The

two of them were stunned, and Yan Tingxin was forced to listen to a round of popular science.

The pig's feet here have names for each part - the head ring, the broken wheel, the four points, and the hoof tail.

Yan Tingxin: ???

'Pig's feet' and 'pig's trotters' actually refer to different places...... I don't understand, I don't understand, Yan Tingxin is already dizzy, and he can't tell the differenceThe difference between 'pig's feet' and 'pig's trotters'.

Anyway, there is meat, as long as it is delicious.

According to the proprietress said that 'four o'clock' is the most delicious, Yan Tingxin decided to come to this 'four o'clock'!

Take out the red pig's feet from the pot, chop them with a knife, spread them on top of the boiled rice, pour a little marinade, and serve with sauerkraut, half a braised egg, a few blanched greens, half a meat roll, and a free soup.

A bowl of fast food was served in less than three minutes.

The pig's feet are stewed very attractively, the fat meat is not greasy at all, the lean meat is crispy and delicious, the skin and meat are connected to the hoof tendons, the meat skin is soft and glutinous in the mouth, and the gelatinous substance is rich.

Poke a few times with a spoon, and the white rice and sauerkraut are mixed with the meat and marinade, and it is a delicious meal.

Long □□. Foot rice is the best choice for workers.

After eating, burp, go back to take a lunch break.

......

After a beautiful lunch break in his own nest, no commuting, no need for a driver, open the door, and return to the company to continue working.

At tea time, she swiped a new video on her phone.

Some APPs now are like creating an online cocoon, once the relevant content has been retrieved, clicked a few times, and the next time you open the APP casually, the homepage will push similar recommendations.

- Ning Huan + guitar =

yellow hair kills Matt?!!

Yan Tingxin almost squirted out a sip of drink.

I can't see that ten years ago, I also played a teenager killing Matt and chasing dreams with a guitar on his back.

This...... The style of painting is too different.

Some time ago, when I was watching his character clip, this small role was omitted from that clip.

The part he participated in was very short, that is, he played the friend of the second male in the leading role, formed a band with the second male team, performed with a guitar on his back, and killed Matt with a pure dragon set background, but this dragon set is particularly eye-catching, especially scene-stealing, and among the characters in the same frame, only he attracts the attention of others the most.

Tsk, it's really unseemly.

Ning Huan, the treasure boy.

What happened between the wanton and savage growth of the teenagers at that time, and Ning Huan, who is now in a wheelchair, quiet and introverted, sick and cold?

Doubts are doubts, but Yan Tingxin shook his head, everyone has a past, the scenes that Ning Huan has filmed, the part shown to the public, can be watched, but Ning Huan has not announced the content, she will definitely not be like a paparazzi to pick Ning Huan's privacy.

Kill Matt Huang Mao Ninghuan, so cute!

She took a few pictures of Ning Huan killing Matt, opened the Meitu App, spliced it into a long picture, and quietly set it up as a background picture of WeChat Moments.

......

After work on Friday, Yan Tingxin practiced the ukulele diligently in the old place by the lake according to the plan he had made for himself.

In another part of this town, Sister Song is choosing vegetables and watching TV at the same time.

Ning Huan, who was passing by the living room, glanced at the date in the TV corner.

Friday。

Friday.

He hadn't paid attention to time for a long time.

Since that accident, he seems to be stuck in time, the passage of time seems to him to be meaningless, it makes no difference whether it is Monday or Tuesday, or whether it is the 1st or the 30th.

Ning Huan sat in place for a while, turning the direction of the wheelchair.

Sister Song: "Ning Huan, are you going out?" After a while, it was time to eat.

Ning Huan: "Sister Wang, you eat first, don't worry about me." "

......

"Wrong fingering, there is a trill, relax the fingers. "

You're here! Yan Tingxin raised his head, smiled at Ning Huan not far away, lowered his head again, and adjusted his posture.

After playing it once, the effect is much better than when I practiced it two days ago.

Yan Tingxin couldn't help but be complacent, completely forgetting how bad she was playing last week, and now she only felt that the ukulele was very easy to play as the piano teacher said, and it was only a long time before she could play "Little Star".

However, in Mr. Ning's ears, this piece is full of flaws.

"The rhythm is not right.

"It's slow in the front, it's hard to keep up with the rhythm in the middle, and it's getting faster and faster in the back.

"Follow me, start from the beginning, count the beats and practice. "

......"

Ning Huan seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder and pursues perfection, and once he starts to guide Yan Tingxin, he will be very strict and serious.

Yan Tingxin also tried his best to keep up with Teacher Ning's teaching.

It's just that the process isn't always pleasant.

Of course, it was not Yan Tingxin who was unhappy, but his teacher.

Sometimes, Yan Tingxin can clearly feel that Ning Huanjiao's face is reluctant, very big, but he is very insistent on embarrassing himself, not because the student is not good at learning and embarrassment for the student, but because he is on the bar with himself.

Yan Tingxin: "......"

was very soon, and she was finally able to play and sing "Little Star" decently, which was reluctantly approved by Mr. Ning, who had high standards and strict requirements.

It's him who can't say it, but in fact, Yan Tingxin comes every time he practices, not only teaching her to play, but also correcting her singing skills.

She didn't ask, she obviously said that she couldn't come, why did Ning Huan still come.

She didn't ask why Ning Huan was willing to come and guide her to practice.

Ning Huan also tacitly never mentioned why he wanted to guide her to practice ukulele, just because he really couldn't tolerate someone playing such a simple ukulele and the repertoire could be full of flaws.

Just find something to do for yourself, he was trapped in place for three whole years, and this was the first 'interesting' person he met in his boring and decadent life.

In the following week, Yan Tingxin successfully unlocked "Worm Flying" and "The Meaning of Travel......

These songs are very suitable for beginner learning, singing and humming and playing, which is very rewarding for a novice like Yan Tingxin.

However, high standards are requiredTeacher Ning of Seeking never stopped here, arranging a high-level tutorial for Yan Tingxin.

Yan Tingxin: "......" fingertips rubbed against each other, and the fingertips were already calloused, and the fingertips would be slightly dull.

Ning Huan: "Don't peel off the calluses on your fingertips with your hands, otherwise your skin will grow pitted and uneven in the future." It's normal to have calluses, and when I used to practice guitar, I couldn't even touch the touch screen phone with the tip of my left finger.

Yan Tingxin was startled when he heard this!

"Such an exaggeration! Will I be the same?

Ning Huan: "Don't worry, with your practice frequency, you won't grow such a thick cocoon."

Yan Tingxin's gaze turned to Ning Huan's fingertips: "Can't you touch the touchscreen phone with your left hand now?"

Ning Huan's palm spread slightly: "I've ...... I haven't played it for years, and the thick calluses are slowly falling off. There is another layer, but not so thick, so sluggish. "

Ning Huan's palms are wide, his fingers are slender, and even his knuckles are very sexy, and when filming, he never uses a hand model, whether it is filming clips of writing calligraphy, cooking, or playing the guitar, he doesn't need a stand-in.

The cocoon on the tip of his finger is the medal of his career.

Yan Tingxin: "Why did you practice so hard at that time?"

Ning Huan said simply: "Because if I don't play well enough, others won't choose me."

Yan Tingxin: "Oh. "

You don't have to think about it to know that there are many volumes in their entertainment industry, there is no shortage of people who can play the piano, there is no shortage of people who can act, there is no shortage of handsome people, and there is no shortage of people who can play the piano and act and look handsome, and if you want to get out of the encirclement and get that role, the competition is extremely fierce.

The topic did not continue to unfold.

Ning Huan gave her a ukulele: "This ukulele is given to you." Yan

Tingxin played it and tried the feel, the timbre was bright, which was completely different from the free piano given by the musical instrument store for paying the tuition.

Yan Tingxin was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, Teacher Ning."

Ning Huan: "You're welcome."

Yan Tingxin: "This piano must be very good and expensive." You gave me such an expensive gift, I don't even know what to give in return.

Ning Huan: "You don't have to return the gift." No matter how good the piano is in my hands, I can't play its value if I don't play it much, but it's worth it if you play it more. As

soon as she got a good piano, Yan Tingxin was about to ask for leave, she whispered: "Teacher Ning, I want to take a leave, I won't come to practice on Wednesday, but I don't want to be lazy, I want to go back to my alma mater to have a look." It's a school anniversary! "

......

Recently, a swiping repost flooded her circle of friends.

Congratulations to the 100th anniversary of my alma mater!

Yan Tingxin: !!

How many people have never returned to their alma mater since they graduated? Anyway, Yan Tingxin has never stepped into the university since he graduated.

Is it that she doesn't want to?

No, it's the lack of time, it's the distance.

Who can not miss the innocence and leisure when they were studying?

Now, now, go back to your alma mater!

Pushing open any door, Yan Tingxin appeared in the public toilet of the university teaching building.

She got off work, and at this time, she was also at the end of class, and she was facing college students coming and going in the corridor.

Yan Tingxin mingled among them, feeling the breath of youth.

Walking on the campus of the university, I was quite emotional.

I want to be one of them.

If I had to do it all over again, would I still be the same as I am now?

School gate, old place.

Library, reading area.

Teaching building, lecture theatre.

Snack street, rookie station.

The gymnasium, the playground that never ends.

At that time, it was just ordinary.

......

Yan Tingxin walked to the cafeteria, it was the meal, and the door of the cafeteria was very lively.

Canteen cuisine is known as the ninth largest cuisine in our country.

When I was studying, I felt that it was very unpalatable. After graduating, I will occasionally think about it.

I miss the breakfast in the canteen, the late-night supper in the canteen that is not delicious, and the moon cakes sold for two yuan a piece during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the canteen, which can be used as bricks...... Missed my meal card.

Yan Tingxin was at the window of the cafeteria and stopped a schoolgirl.

"Hello, senior sister, I'm a graduate of this school, I haven't been back for a long time, I want to reminisce about our canteen dishes, can you lend me your meal card to swipe it once? I'll transfer money to you with Alipay. "

Senpai. No problem, let's line up together.

Yan Tingxin smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Thank you."
When
queuing, the senior sister chatted with her: "Senior sister, which major are you?"

Yan Tingxin: "English major." The

senior sister said: "I am also a British college student.

Yan Tingxin was pleasantly surprised: "Wow." I didn't expect to meet a student in this major. The

senior sister asked again: "Where does the senior sister work now?"

Yan Tingxin: "I'm ...... Another city, one translation company. Xuemei

: "Then you came here on a business trip?"

Yan Tingxin: "Well, yes." By the way, senior sister, is our professional Professor Zhao still in class?

Xuemei: "Yes, I like his class."

Yan Tingxin: "I also like his class very much, Mr. Zhao is humorous and responsible." Although it was a bit harsh, I used to take his classes and almost failed the course. The

senior sister proposed: "The first lecture tonight is his class, do you want to come back and feel the college life again?" After dinner, we can go.

Yan Tingxin: "Is it okay?" That's great. "

School Girl:"Of course. After

queuing for a while, Yan Tingxin and the younger sister ordered the big pot dishes in the cafeteria, one meat and one vegetable.

The chicken leg costs 5 yuan a piece, and the price has not increased after graduation.

4 cents of rice, enough for a girl to eat.

There is also a fruit section where cut fruit is sold...... The variety of cafeterias has increased.

When the dish is eaten in the mouth, it is still the old taste in memory.

Their school cafeteria is always very oily, and I really don't know if it's because oil is worthless, or if salt is not worth much.

In the cold dish area of vegetarian dishes, the taste of the canteen aunt's mixed dishes is light.

Even though the taste was very ordinary, Yan Tingxin smiled while eating.

I've been thinking about this for a long time.

Canteen. Big pot rice. Youth.

......

After eating, I chatted with my sister all the way, rode a bicycle, and came to the teaching area.

As in the previous class, everyone competed for the last row when they came.

Yan Tingxin and the younger sister had just finished eating, so they came to the classroom relatively early. The two managed to occupy the king's seat - the last row.

Yan Tingxin looked at the younger brothers and sisters who slowly entered the classroom, and someone arrived in the classroom to make up a lipstick; When someone comes, look for a seat with a charging outlet; Someone goes to class and doesn't bring a single book; Someone was carrying a big school bag......

It seems that there are always one or two people in each class in my memory, and they have to carry a big schoolbag with cups, umbrellas, and books in it wherever they go...... Everything is in one go. Others look too bad, but they never feel it themselves.

Professor Zhao's class is still as humorous as he remembers.

Professor Zhao had been engaged in simultaneous interpretation for four years, but because it required a lot of energy and pressure, after comprehensive consideration, he finally decided to study for another doctorate, teach in universities, and occasionally do some translation part-time.

Therefore, Professor Zhao has a lot of practical experience, teaching students never on paper, and never fooling students when mixing classes, every class talks about dry goods, listening to Professor Zhao's lectures can make people feel the real value of university tuition.

It's just that Yan Tingxin hasn't returned to the university campus for too long, and he can't help but wander in class.

Because of his distraction, he was also nodded by Professor Zhao to answer the question: "In the last row, the third girl in yellow clothes in the middle, please stand up and answer this question." Yan

Tingxin: Embarrassment.

Fortunately, Yan Tingxin is still sticking to his major after graduation, and he has not lost what he has learned.

Yan Tingxin responded fluently and conquered the entire classroom.

When she finished speaking, the classroom fell silent.

Professor Zhao pushed his glasses: "What's your name?" How much is the student number? Add 5 points to your usual score. "

Yan Tingxin: Khan-_-||

I'm sorry, I'm too professional.

Yan Tingxin replied honestly: "Teacher Zhao, in fact, I am not from our class. "

Oh, the other classes are here to listen. Professor Zhao was obviously more excited and proud that his good teaching was able to attract students from other classes to audit.

Yan Tingxin did not explain that he had graduated, and acquiesced to the title of classmates in other classes.

I don't dare to get distracted now. Yan Tingxin listened to the lecture honestly and parted with the younger sister at the gate of the teaching building.

In the dark, I went to the playground for a walk.

In the middle of the playground is a football game, and there is a plastic track outside, and there is no shortage of students wearing headphones and running at night.

Once upon a time, she was also part of this night run.

In the years when I was studying, I was pursuing weight loss every spring, and if I didn't lose weight in April, I was sad in May.

Every year there are repeated defeats and defeats. Now the fat on her body is very tenacious, and no matter how much she tosses, it will not move.

After work, I didn't know if it was too much pressure, but I naturally lost some weight.

It's late at night and it's time to go home.

Good night, good dreams, my college campus.

......

Yesterday, I went back to my alma mater, dreaming at night, in a daze, I seemed to be still in the upper bunk of the university, the alarm clock of my roommates rang, and I vaguely heard them talking.

But when I opened my eyes, I was still renting out my cabin.

She touched the quilt, how long has it been since she graduated, and she hasn't seen her college friends?

For Yan Tingxin, it was more than three months.

After graduation, most of the students went their separate ways.

Fortunately, she has a college roommate Mu Mu who has a good time, and she works in the same city and can meet occasionally.

Although one is in the south of the city and the other is in the north of the city, it takes an hour or two to take the subway and bus for a long commute, and it takes three hours to eat a meal back and forth.

She doesn't have that much extravagant time to spend on the road.

Every time I just want to lie down on the weekend, I occasionally ask my friends to go shopping together, but it's not you working overtime, or I work overtime, and it's not easy for two people to get together.

It's time to go shopping with college classmates.

When Yan Tingxin was at work, he sent a WeChat message to his college classmates.

Yan Tingxin: "Mumu, do you have a lot of work in your hands today?" Overtime?

Yan Tingxin: "I haven't come out to go shopping together for a long time." About?

Mu Mu: "Sorry, baby, I still have a little work in my hands." I figured I would have to do it a little longer after work, probably close to 7 o'clock. O(╥_╥)o"

Yan Tingxin: "It's okay, I'll wait for you." Let's visit the Wanda Plaza closest to your company, can we? You get off work and it's gone in 10 minutes. O(∩_∩)O~"

Mumu: "Of course I can, I haven't gone shopping for a long time." But I'm a little far away from you! [Poor baba covers his face with a small expression. "

The two of them used to choose a spot between the two of them to go to the mall and buy things. In this way, everyone goes back to their respective homes after shopping, and the distance is about the same.

Yan Tingxin: "I'm looking for you."〈( ̄) ̄)〈"Any

door, shop now, no more waiting."

But across the distance of half a city, in order to avoid goofs, Yan Tingxin can only give herself a reason against her will, and at the same time do not let her girlfriend feel that she spends hours in order to see her, her best friend is the same as her, she is the kind of person who will not let others accommodate herself, if she deliberately accommodates herself, in addition to gratitude, she will also feel a certain amount of pressure, and always want to repay others: "I happened to be over there in the afternoon, and I met a customer." It's not too far from you.

Mu Mu: "Great! I'm going to work hard right now and try to get the job done sooner. Wait for me!

Mumu: "I was looking to buy a few clothes." But no one accompanied me to the walk.

Mu Mu: "Baby, you're so good."

Mu Mu: "Love you." (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~"

Yan Tingxin replied with two expressions that were not seen and scattered:"? ( ???? ' ) than the heart.
After getting off work
in the afternoon, she first went back to the rental cabin, cleaned up and dressed herself again, put the dirty clothes in the washing machine and washed them, and waited for a friend to send a message that the overtime was about to end, and then pushed open any door, went to Wanda Plaza near her girlfriend, ordered a cup of fruit tea, and waited for her friend to come.

As soon as they met, Mu Mu, a college classmate, hugged her hard with the strength that could strangle her to death.

Mu Mu: "Long time no see.

Yan Tingxin: "Long time no see." I dreamed this morning, and I dreamed that I was still in my college dorm room, and I really wanted to play with you...... I happened to meet a client around here.

Mu Mu: "Did you dream of me?" I miss you so much! In order to come to see you, I have come all the way today.

Yan Tingxin held the tips of his best friend's fingers: "I will come to see you often in the future."

Mu Mu: "Let's go, baby." I'm going to eat first, I'm so hungry. The

two of them ordered two rice noodles on the negative floor of the mall, and Mu Mu said, "Baby, you seem to be in good shape lately." You've become pretty!

Yan Tingxin was praised for his joy: "Is it?"

Mu Mu nodded frantically: "You don't have acne on your face, you don't have dark circles, your eyes are shiny, your skin is in a very good condition, you must have slept soundly at night, and you don't look like you're stressed!"

Girls have better skin, better condition, and bright eyes, so they don't have to do anything else, they don't need to make up, they don't have to dress up, they don't have to go to medical beauty, they don't have to go to plastic surgery, and their appearance is at least more than one point.

Yan Tingxin smiled and touched his face: "It's true that I haven't had a single acne recently."

Mu Mu: "Have you not been busy with work lately?" Yan Tingxin: "It's

almost the same as before."

Mu Mu: "Eh, when it comes to workload, I'm actually about the same as before. But I always have 10,000 reasons why I want to scold my boss, I don't want to go to work every day, I want to quit every day! But today, our girlfriends have dinner and don't want to mention the troubles of work. "

Mu Mu is now working as a game translator, although the salary starting point is higher than Yan Tingxin, but this line of work is not easy to do, and there is a lot of pressure.

Yan Tingxin: "Okay, then let's not talk about work, just like when I was in college, we talked about TV dramas, gossip, and went shopping for clothes."

Mu Mu: "Do you have any good dramas to recommend recently?"

Yan Tingxin: "There is a costume drama that talks about detectives, the plot is not bad, you can chase it."

Mu Mu: "Who played it?" Send me your name on WeChat and save it for me to read in bed on the weekend.

Yan Tingxin clicked on WeChat: "The TV name was sent to you."

Yan Tingxin: "The actors are all newcomers. There are no famous stars, I didn't even know their names before watching this drama, but the plot is particularly good. The logic is online and does not fool the audience. Produced on a small budget, more than 30 episodes. From start to finish, never fill with water!

Mu Mu: "More than 30 episodes, that's okay." There are only about 20 episodes of Journey to the West that we watched when we were children. Today's TV series are fifty or sixty episodes at every turn. Brother Monkey can go to the West Heaven to take the scriptures twice. The general water injection is serious, and I don't know what to do. Now I'm still playing two parts, and I'm updating them separately, which is really boring.

Yan Tingxin: "That's right, it's still the old drama when we were young." Now TV series are sold according to the number of episodes, and the longer the episodes, the more money you make, but the plot is getting worse and worse. It's good to get a few good-looking dramas a year.

Mu Mu: "Recently, there are a few short dramas of a few minutes worth chasing. When I had lunch at the company at noon, it was short and fast-paced, just in time for dinner.

Yan Tingxin: "Which ones have you watched?"

Mu Mu: "A few short plays in ancient costumes. There are horizontal screens and vertical screens. I used to think that this kind of short drama was very earthy, and the acting was clumsy and exaggerated.

But these are really good, the plot is compact, pleasing to the eye, and there are no ancient puppets and ugly men.

I'll send you your name, and it's especially delicious with rice.

Yan Tingxin: "Okay." The short drama is short, and it is quite suitable for dinner.

Mu Mu: "Didn't you watch the news, who cheated on that...... It's so greasy, I've actually powdered him before, I'm blind.

Yan Tingxin: "I saw Lijia......@#&#(¥......"

......

When good girlfriends meet, there is always a basket of endless words.

Even if they haven't seen each other for a long time, even if they are separated by thousands of years, as long as they meet, the words of the two people can't be accepted.

Talk about this celebrity gossip for a while, talk about whether the TV series is good or not, and talk about another novel for a while, food literature, interstellar literature, and travel literature...... What comes to mind, what to talk about.

After two hours of shopping in the mall, I bought three clothes in one go, and I was a little tired from walking, and my mouth was a little thirsty when I spoke.

The time has passed from 9 o'clock to 10 o'clock, although it is close to the place where my girlfriend works, but it is also an hour's drive from where my girlfriend lives, and I can't delay it anymore, and now it's too late to go back.

The two reluctantly said goodbye.

The best friend hugged her stickily, leaning on her shoulder, very reluctant, as if there were still many things to say to her.

Yan Tingxin hugged her waist: "What's wrong with you?" The

best friend pinched Yan Tingxin's face, held her face, looked at her eyes, and seemed to like her current appearance: "Recently, I was very hesitant about one thing. When I met you today, I was determined to know what kind of life I wanted to pursue.

Yan Tingxin asked, "What's the matter?" The

girlfriend shook her head: "It's not early, you go to take the subway first, and I'll tell you at night." "

......

I took my new clothes home, took a shower, nestled in bed, watched two episodes of the earthy short drama recommended by my girlfriend, and always thought about my girlfriend's expression when she wanted to speak and stopped.

What could make Mu Mu suddenly make up his mind after seeing her?

Then, after a while, Yan Tingxin received a long, long WeChat message.

[Baby, thank you for being with me today.]

Actually, I haven't been very happy lately.

Since graduating, I have had to face a lot of real problems, and I feel as if I am being pushed by life.

I used to look forward to work when I was studying, but after I worked, I just wanted time to pass slowly, but there was no turning back in life.

I was getting more and more lonely, and although there were a few classmates in the city, everyone was too far apart.

From the south of the city to the north of the city, I am so tired from work every day, and I just want to lie down after work. Even if I really want to have a meal with my classmates and complain together, I can't always make up the time.

Time flies really fast after graduation. But I always felt that my mental age was still very young, and I was still an ignorant girl on campus, unable to learn to pretend to the world, unable to learn to be inflammatory, and flattering.

There's a song with lyrics that I've been listening to lately that struck me particularly –

'Maybe we're getting old

before we know
it
.' Although
I was still alive in my heart as the young man I didn't want to grow up,
my appearance was getting uglier and older at work, fatter than when I was studying, my cheeks were blush, and my nasolabial folds were gone.

I envy you, your eyes are still as bright as when you were a student, and you are full of anticipation for the world, like a sky full of stars.

It's envy, not envy.

I used to think that if my friends didn't have much contact with each other, the relationship would fade away, just like my middle school classmates. But our relationship is still the same as when we were in school, and it is the luck of my life to have a friend like you.

Forgive me for being so sad on this night.

I'm hesitant to tell you today, but the thing I finally made up my mind is - resign!

I now have enough savings for my living expenses for more than half a year, as well as tuition fees for graduate school, and I plan to use this half year to go to graduate school.

After the postgraduate entrance examination, the academic qualifications have improved, there are more opportunities, and the platform is larger.

There are some reasons why I want to escape from my current life, but a bigger part is because I know what kind of life I want to pursue.

When I have good news, I'll share it with you as soon as possible.

Love you. The

scene when he was studying in the past, another scene appeared in front of Yan Tingxin's eyes.

The Mu Mu who loves to laugh, the smelly and beautiful Mu Mu, the Mu Mu who once quarreled with her and immediately reconciled, and now the Mu Mu who has made a new major decision in his life...... It seemed to coincide before her eyes.

Yan Tingxin lowered his head and typed:

[Bless you for this decision.

Some friends get separated as they walk, but we never will.

I'll be coming to you often.

When you are tired of revision, call me at any time.

In the future, when we get old, we will have to form a pension bureau together.

Than the heart.? ( ????

Good night, best friend.

Looking forward to a new her after making a major decision in life, a new her, a happier one who has found the direction of her life.

......

Second.