old city newcomer

Chapter 21

Pan Yang held a large box of Vajra Bodhi in his arms, called his father, and told him to come to the school immediately to find him a gift for the company's annual meeting.

"Do you think I will be robbed when I walk from the dormitory to the school gate?" Pan Yang looked left and right vigilantly.

"No one will notice you if you go out naked." Lu Chunze said lying on the upper bunk and pressing his phone.

"I'll make one first." Pan Yang took out a large handful tied with rope from the long wooden box, looked at it for a long time, and asked, "Master An, which one is better?"

Qi An was closing his eyes and meditating: "The six-petal ones are tied with black strings."

"Steady." Pan Yang took out the long string of black rope and wrapped it around his hands: "Gai Minger, give me something."

Qi An didn't say anything, it was his default.

Pan Yang answered his father's call, and happily ran out with the box in his arms.

Gu Tong listened intently in class, and concentrated on reading the "dictionary" after class. He was almost finished reading the first volume. He developed a strong interest in ancient Chinese history, but in history class he had to study Chinese in the textbook, and his efficiency was not as high as reading English.

Slowly read and write slowly, the questions can be answered.

It was time for the class report, and Gu Tong volunteered to take the job. The female squad leader almost didn't offer her first kiss, and Gu Tong backed away in shock.

Pan Yang hummed angrily. Lu Chunze originally wanted to laugh at Gu Tong, but he couldn't stop laughing at Pan Yang.

Gu Tong actually doesn't like chalk very much, his hands are full of nothing, and the touch of the pen tip is not conducive to his performance. His arm is weak, and he can draw on paper with a pencil, but he may lose his standard on the blackboard.

But he still wants to paint, he wants to stay in class, this is the first time he wants to stay in class, he is afraid to go back to the dormitory and see Qi An, and he will think of the sentence he said while smoking at the exit of Zhongguxiang No matter how I think about it, I feel that it makes him unhappy.

Otherwise, why would you say such a sentence.

It's the longest sentence I've said since I met him, and it's worth thinking about.

Gu Tong stared at the blackboard and sighed.

The students in the class have all gone back to the dormitory. The evening self-study in the first year of senior high school is not strictly required and few people attend it. Boys like to play basketball, run and swim, and girls like cats to study cosmetics or read novels in the dormitory. The main reason is that the fourth middle school does not allow computers. It is already an advantage to not accept mobile phones when going to school. If computers are allowed, it is estimated that there will be almost no students outside the dormitory, and they will all be playing games in the room.

Gu Tong opened a box of chalks, and there were colorful chalks inside, arranged in order from dark to light, which made people look very comfortable.

He had already thought about what to draw. Fortunately, the blackboard newspaper did not require a specific theme, so he was free to play. In fact, he thought about what he wanted to draw after a long time.

He wanted to paint that side street, that postbox.

He took out a green chalk, although the green is light green, which is quite different from the color of the post box, let's make do with it, as long as it can be seen that the painting is a post box.

Gu Tong started to draw, he didn't need to take out his mobile phone to draw on the photos he took, the picture came naturally in his mind.

The lights on the basketball court are very bright, making people's shadows very long.

Lu Chunze sat in the stands and watched Qi An play on his mobile phone. I don't know if he is a little sensitive. He thinks that Qi An has been exercising a lot recently. He even went to do exercises between classes. He usually stays in class and sleeps. Great sleep.

And I went back to the dormitory very late at night, and it was always time to turn off the lights.

Even if Lu Chunze sensed something was wrong, he would not ask Qi An. Qi An had a lot of things on his mind and a heavy burden on his shoulders. If he wanted to talk, he would take the initiative to have a showdown with him and Pan Yang. If he didn't want to talk, just ask. Nothing.

The female squad leader put a postcard in front of Lu Chunze, but Lu Chunze didn't even look up, and he knew it was the female squad leader just by smelling the perfume.

"Give it to Qi An, the security guard just sent it to the class." The female class leader said.

"In these days, does anyone still write postcards?" After saying this, Lu Chunze knew who wrote to Qi An.

"This English sentence is very beautiful, and it is beautifully written, making people feel very beautiful when reading it." The female squad leader sat next to Lu Chunze and watched Qi An play with him.

Lu Chunze put down the postcard and smiled at the person next to him: "Didn't you come here specially to deliver the postcard?"

The female squad leader narrowed her eyes, looked at Qi An first, and then said to Lu Chunze, "Guess."

"Don't dare to guess." Lu Chunze turned off the phone: "If you guess wrong, you girls can jump and call me."

"No, I don't need to jump with my head, I can reach you." The female squad leader laughed.

Lu Chunze didn't speak, looking at the lights on the basketball court.

"Chunze." The female squad leader hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Have you thought about... having a girlfriend?"

Lu Chunze turned his gaze back to the female squad leader, and said frankly, "I have a girlfriend."

"I think so." The female squad leader slapped her thigh and stood up: "I hold a mobile phone all day long, and I almost have a problem with you."

"How about giving you two punches to relieve your anger now?" Lu Chunze said.

"I'm not angry." The female squad leader waved her hand at him: "After asking you, I will give up."

"Do you really not consider Shuai Pan?" Lu Chunze couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking.

"Let's wait until he catches up to my altitude. This is the threshold for me to choose a mate." The female squad leader stood up, stretched her waist, and immediately felt relaxed.

"I'd better not tell him, he will cry." Lu Chunze waved the postcard in his hand: "Thank you."

"Qi An..." The female squad leader lowered her stretched arms and put them on her waist, her long ponytail fluttering in the wind: "How is home?"

"It's nothing." Lu Chunze said: "It's nothing now. The old man manages the family and the world is peaceful. If it's not good in the future, it's not an easy burden."

"Every time I see him, I feel that he is different from us. It's not that he's different in appearance. He has a breath on his body. I can't tell." The female squad leader jumped down the steps and turned to look at Lu Chunze.

"I invite you to play at his house some other day." Lu Chunze looked at her.

"No, people in the old city have a lot of etiquette, and it would be embarrassing if a joke is made." The female squad leader waved at him: "Let's go, remember to give him the postcard."

Lu Chunze hurriedly nodded at her.

After playing four games, Qi An was indeed tired. The wound on his back was scarred, and he was sweating uncontrollably. He lifted up the hem of his clothes and wiped his face.

A female classmate next to him handed him water, Qi An glanced at her, turned and walked back to the stands.

"You won't say thank you." Lu Chunze brought him the mineral water.

"Thank you." Qi An said with a sip.

"Who told you to tell me." Lu Chunze sighed: "If you offend people like this, if someone repeats something bad about you like when you were in junior high..."

"Love to pass." Qi An interrupted him, picked up the rolling basketball, stood on the steps and shot into the nearest basket, and it went in.

"How was playing with Gu Tong?" Lu Chunze asked.

"Very good." Qi An sat down again and continued to drink water.

"I think it's pretty good. I even wrote the postcard." Lu Chunze handed the postcard to him.

Qi An took it over and took a look, then frowned: "What did you write?"

"Live beautifully, dreampassionately, love completely." Lu Chunze read it very standardly, and asked with a smile, "Do you know only one love?"

"There is still a dream." Qi An defended himself.

"This is what Gu Tong wrote to you." Lu Chunze narrowed his eyes and looked at the figures on the basketball court: "Although I know this sentence should not be asked..."

"Then don't ask." Qi An put away the postcard.

Lu Chunze glanced at him: "When can you think for yourself?"

"Everything I do is for my own sake." Qi An leaned his elbows on the upper steps, raised his head with his back against his back, and looked at the sky.

Lu Chunze didn't say anything, and sat shoulder to shoulder with him.

After a while, Qi An stood up and raised his chin at him: "Let's go?"

Lu Chunze looked at him.

Qi An also looked at him.

"To live well, to dream passionately, to love to be complete." Lu Chunze said, "This is what Gu Tong wrote to you."

"He is not from the same way as us, not even from the same world." Qi An interrupted him impatiently: "He has his own life."

"Have you asked him?" Lu Chunze asked.

"What am I asking?" Qi An wanted to laugh a little, but there was still sarcasm in his tone: "What the hell am I asking? I don't even understand what's going on with me, so what should I ask him?"

Lu Chunze didn't speak, he lowered his head and took out his phone and continued to press it.

Qi An glanced at him, said no more, and walked towards the classroom.

He turned on the tap and stuck his head in the water.

The coolness slid down from the head to the neck, and even flowed to the back.

He didn't dare to think about Gu Tong, that's right, he didn't dare, he felt it was ridiculous.

No matter how emotional I am, it shouldn't be for such a person.

A...so beautiful person, so beautiful that he couldn't bear it.

Qi An scratched his face twice, and the mirror was covered with water stains.

He took two deep breaths at the faucet, closed it and propped himself on the countertop in a daze.

As time passed, he wiped his wet hands on his clothes and took out the postcard from his pocket.

Those few sentences in English are written in floral style, which is very beautiful. I also admire Lu Chunze's ability to recognize this word, which looks like a pattern.

The left half is a simplified map of Chinatown in the United States. Gu Tong also drew a dog. The breed cannot be seen from the appearance, so it is probably a bunch of dogs.

After reading it for a while, Qi An put the postcard back into his trouser pocket, got up and wiped his face.

When he returned to the class, he stood at the door in a daze.

The back door of the classroom is closed, but Gu Tong can be seen standing on a chair and drawing on the blackboard through the glass on the door.

Qi An glanced at him first, and then raised his eyes to read the contents of the bulletin board.

Gu Tong's painting is Xiejie. There is a person sitting on the steps of the hat shop next to the post box. The painting is a silhouette. There is a person standing next to the brim of his hat, which is a back view.

Qi An looked at Gu Tong's hand, even the back of his hand was covered with chalk dust.

He opened the door and went in.

Gu Tong's hand flicked, he knew it was Qi An without looking.

He is very familiar with the sound of Qi An's footsteps. He has fallen asleep listening to Qi An's footsteps while lying on the upper bunk these days. Qi An came back very late, and he basically couldn't talk to him a few days a day.

Qi An sat back in his seat, looking for the picture he drew.

He designed a string of beads made of Hetian jade seed, embellished with Afghan lapis lazuli and southern red. Each bead is very expensive, and the whole string is close to six figures.

After finding it, he took a pencil and modified it. He replaced the top bead with a Baoxia high porcelain blue turquoise that he had just received recently, and put the original Nanhong in the position of the waist bead, so that he can earn more money on accessories. Pen.

After painting, Qi An got up and was about to go outside.

Gu Tong bit his lower lip, he didn't want Qi An to leave, he wanted Qi An to go back to the dormitory together after he finished painting, they haven't gone back to the dormitory together for a long time.

He subconsciously called out: "Qi..."

One of his feet lost his footing, and the chair wobbled.

Then the whole person fell down.

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