first love

Chapter 13 13

At the beginning of October, Huada was on National Day holiday, and the Astronomical Society had no major activities during this period, so Wen Lan was free.Of course, he doesn't plan to go home, but picks and chooses to find a short-term online part-time job.

Xie Nanqun took a peek, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and patted the other person on the shoulder: "There is a part-time job in an amusement park, do you want to go?" For this small basket, he also followed many part-time job-related public accounts, After screening, ask the other party.

"Amusement park?" Wen Lan recalled his surroundings, the place seemed not far from Huada, "specifically, what are you going to do?"

"Probably selling drinks and balloons? It won't be difficult." Xie Nanqun tried his best to persuade him.

I have never tried this kind of part-time job before, and there is a lot of traffic in the amusement park during holidays, so Wen Lan is not sure about his ability to respond.However, the person in front of him chose it for him out of good intentions, and he didn't want to let him down: "Okay, I'll give it a try." It can be regarded as some pressure and test for himself.

Hearing this, Xie Nanqun smiled openly, "I'll accompany you."

"what?"

"I also want to earn some living expenses."

These words were obviously deceitful, Wen Lan's lips parted, and he uttered a vague thank you, without breaking it.After all, it was his luck that Xie Nanqun was willing to treat him well, and he should accept it with gratitude.

The part-time job that is urgently recruiting almost does not require interviews. The person in charge looked at the appearance of the two of them and immediately decided to let them go to the drink stand near the west gate.It has always been the place with the fewest visitors in the entire amusement park. In order to balance the places, the person in charge chose to put two eye-catching "human-shaped vertical boards".

No matter full-time or part-time job in the amusement park, you need to wear a uniform. Xie Nanqun is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. Wearing blue and white clothes does not look childish, but instead brings out his handsome features.As for the shorter Wen Lan... being ridiculed as a little prince who walked out of a fairy tale, he shrugged off his hat embarrassingly to cover his flushed cheeks.

There was still half a day of training before taking up the job, Xie Nanqun took over the work of entertaining guests and let Wen Lan concentrate on learning how to make drinks.In fact, this is not difficult, as long as you remember the usage of the machine and the combination of several materials, but Wen Lan has practiced many times in order not to make mistakes, so that he is a little relieved.

"Have a cup of cotton candy flavor." Xie Nanqun's slender fingers lifted the apron belt around Wen Lan's waist, with a smile in his tone.

Wen Lan snatched back the bow that was about to fall apart, put a slice of lemon on the edge of the cup, and pushed it in front of the other party: "There is no marshmallow, only lemonade, drink it or not."

"Tsk tsk, I've lost my temper." Xie Nanqun took a sip, the taste was very fresh, there were unmelted ice cubes in it, and the sound was crisp when stirred.He leaned against the counter, listening to Wen Lan continue to read, and also took a little effort to memorize the material list: "Hami melon with milk, passion fruit and honey, black tea base..." When the time comes when he is too busy, he will go to help alright.

For the part-time job the next day, Wen Lan returned to the dormitory this night, took a long time to take a shower, shaking out with dripping hair.Xie Nanqun was playing a game, not nervous at all, turned his head and saw Wen Lan who was bending over to find a towel, chose to look away from the other's waist and hips, and coughed a few times as if to cover up.

After a while, he still couldn't help taking off the earphones, got up and held down Wen Lan who didn't know why, and took the towel from the other party's hand: "Dry your hair first, or you will have a headache."

"I'm just not used to it." Wen Lan has always brushed her hair a few times and let her hair dry naturally. It's hard to change since she was a child.This time, Xie Nanqun could not refuse to cover his head with a towel, his face became more and more red, and he felt the warm hands on the top of his head brushing behind his ears, and he trembled unconsciously for a moment.

Xie Nanqun couldn't see his expression, and thought that the other person's body was stiff because he was afraid that he would use too much force, so he relaxed his movements.But he didn't know that such gentle wiping made Wen Lan even more embarrassed. He always felt that he had become a child, and couldn't help humming twice, asking him to let go and do it himself.

"Today, the credit score of Xiaolanzi is zero, so I request to reject it." Xie Nanqun turned over the towel and slowly rubbed it in the direction of the other person's drooping hair.

"Hey, thank you Nanqun, do you have an electric kettle in your dormitory..." The classmate in the dormitory next door suddenly opened the door, just in time for such an intimate scene between the two of them, and was stunned.Then he retreated silently and closed the door, and hurried footsteps and shouts could be vaguely heard from outside: "...Damn, I was almost killed... You don't know Xie Nanqun and who..."

Wen Lan was dumbfounded: "Didn't he want to borrow the kettle? Why did he run away suddenly?"

"I'm bewitched." No matter how sensitive Xie Nanqun was, he didn't understand what they were thinking, so he responded casually and continued to toss Wen Lan's head.

Is it weird for boys to help wipe their hair?Wen Lan thought to himself, but the feeling on his head was so comfortable that it even made him drowsy, and gradually he forgot what to ask.It wasn't until Xie Nanqun stretched out his hand and pushed him gently that he slowly opened his eyes: "Ah, thank you, Brother Qun, you've worked hard..."

Xie Nanqun set up the towel, his fingertips seemed to still have the tactile sensation of accidentally touching the earlobe of the other party just now, and he turned his head slightly as if it was difficult to look directly: "Okay, tomorrow our little basket will be the facade, the first-class kind."

"I hope I won't be pressed down when I sleep." Wen Lan doesn't sleep well, and he tends to toss and turn all night. His hair often sticks up on the left side and a pinch on the right side, and he can't hold it down even when he gets wet.

"It's also pretty." Xie Nanqun looked serious.