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Ding ding ding ~ dong dong dong ~

The phone rings.

Chang Mingxia frowned, and walked a little further away with the phone before pressing the connect button, as if she was afraid of disturbing Lin Yue's memory of the past.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"..."

"Landlord...principal?"

"..."

"Yes, yes, it's me, Chang Mingxia from Class 2, Class 3, Grade 95."

"..."

"He, he is here, but let's skip the meal. I have something to do in the afternoon. I should go to Shenyang."

"..."

"Probably not, I have an appointment with someone."

"..."

When Lin Yue came to his senses, Chang Mingxia had already hung up the phone and returned to him.

"Whose phone?"

"The former director Tian and the current principal Tian said that he knew you were back, and wanted to treat you to a meal as a landlord. You donated money to the school back then, and you didn't come back when the new playground was completed. The school leaders The team has been brooding over this matter, and thought of at least treating you to a meal to express our gratitude."

"You agreed?"

"No."

Chang Mingxia actually regretted leaving her phone number to the former English teacher at the old principal's funeral. She is now Lin Yue's manager, just like Principal Tian called to make an appointment for dinner just now. I feel sorry if I don't agree. The teacher who had disciplined them before, promise, will disrupt the work schedule.

"Let's go."

Lin Yue nodded and walked towards the entrance of the corridor.

"Not staying any longer?"

"I won't stay anymore, the city has changed too much, and I can no longer see the original appearance."

"I know one place hasn't changed."

"where?"

"Pengfei game arcade, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Forget it, I don't want to make the proprietress unhappy."

"If she can recognize you, I will lose."

"What can you lose to me?"

"One month, one month I won't speak well of Qiu Ya."

"Is this a bargain for you?"

"How could it be? Isn't favor capital? Favor is priceless. If we weren't at the same table back then, would you have let me be your manager?"

"Well……"

The two of them came downstairs while talking, and within two steps of leaving the teaching building, they heard footsteps next to them. One was about thirty years old, wearing a suit skirt on the bottom, and chiffon with pleated edges on the chest. The woman in the shirt ran over panting.

"Is...is it...Mr. Lin Yuelin and...Ms. He Chang?"

Lin Yue said, "That's right."

"I... I am the class teacher of the second class of the third grade... the head teacher, Wang Mengyao, it is... the principal called me here, I hope...you must stay for one night, and give the school a chance to express...thank you,"

There was a look of pain on her brows when she spoke. Chang Mingxia looked at the high heels on her feet and couldn't help shaking her head with a wry smile. The call to make a dinner appointment was rejected, and the beautiful head teacher of the second class of the third year of high school was invited to be a lobbyist. Is this to play the emotional card, or is it a beauty trick?

"Well... okay, tell President Tian that I'm free tonight, so we can get together."

Chang Mingxia turned her head suddenly, with a look of surprise on her face, she didn't expect that he would agree to stay... Maybe she fell into Principal Tian's trick, but Ms. Wang's face with heavy makeup and light makeup is really pleasing to the eye .

Lin Yue tapped her head once, seeming to penetrate her inner thoughts: "What are you thinking, my old friend came to beg, it would be too unreasonable not to give this face."

old friend?

He said an old friend?

Chang Mingxia looked up and down the visitor carefully, and found that she didn't know her at all.

Lin Yue said: "Fourteen years ago, a group of girls stopped me at the school gate to ask for my autograph. Everyone else asked me to write my name on the title page of the magazine, except for one girl who asked me to autograph my name to her. on the school uniform."

"You...you...you...remember me?" She didn't stutter this time because she was short of breath, but because she was too surprised. How can a normal person remember what happened fourteen years ago? The people he asked for signatures couldn't fit in the Seventh Middle School.

"Of course, is your brother Wang Hui okay?"

Wang Mengyao's eyes widened, as if she didn't know that her brother came to No. 7 Middle School to ask Lin Yue for his crime.

"My brother? Do you know my brother?"

"Back then, your brother came to me arguing about transferring schools for you."

When he said this, both Wang Mengyao and Chang Mingxia understood that the latter was recalling how Yuan Hua's flattery was severely injured, while the former...how could it be possible that a younger sister didn't know what her brother was like in the past.

"My brother is very good, and now he drives the No. 68 bus in Xigang District."

"What about you? Why did you come to work in No. 7 Middle School?"

Wang Mengyao gave him a deep look, but didn't reply.

Of course, she was embarrassed to say that because she couldn't let go of him, she volunteered to be a teacher in Xihong No. 7 Middle School after finishing normal university, and she also had a special liking for Class 2, Grade 3, and became its homeroom teacher.

And she was married, so she couldn't say some things.

Lin Yue understood after a little thought, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I have to go home to visit my parents, goodbye."

Wang Mengyao waved her hand: "Goodbye."

After the two parties said goodbye, Chang Mingxia walked forward for a while, and when she was almost at the door, she turned her head and looked around. Seeing that Wang Mengyao was still standing there, she sighed heavily.

"Tell me, how many women will you harm in this life?"

"You think I want to?"

"It's cheap to be a good boy."

"No."

...

a month later.

Shanghai Tomson Yipin.

Charlotte stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a glass of red wine and looking at the Huangpu River at night.

He was still thinking about the news that Zhang Yang told him——Qiu Ya was not married yet.

From 1998 to 2012, 14 years have passed, and Qiu Ya is still not married? What happened between Lin Yue and her? He has already quit, why are they still not married? Where is the problem? Qiu Ya regretted it? If you regret it, why don't you come to him? Or is someone obstructing it, such as Yuan Hua?

He thinks that Yuan Hua, like himself, will not let go of Qiuya, and will not be reconciled. After all, at Qiuya's wedding before time travel, everyone can see that there is something wrong with the way Yuan Hua looks at Qiuya, giving people a very regretful feeling.

Woo~

There was a muffled sound of sirens on the river.

He swears, because doing so in the middle of the night is simply disturbing the people, it is unforgivable, and should be severely punished.

But when he turned his head and thought of another thing, he was more melancholy than knowing that Qiu Ya was not married, that is, it is now 2012, and there is no song for him to copy, and he has to continue to play in the music world by his own ability, I am afraid it will be a day Not as good as one day.

Should I announce my permanent withdrawal from the music scene to save a good reputation, or continue to hang around and make a decision depending on the situation?

Thinking of this, the Grand Margaux in the cup doesn't taste so sweet anymore, but has a bitter taste, almost to the point of being hard to swallow.

Just as he was about to pour the wine away, the door opened with a click, and Zhang Yang hurriedly put on his slippers and ran over.

"Brother, brother, found it, found it."

"Who did you find?"

"Yuan Hua, Yuan Hua found out."

He thought he had found out the details of Qiu Ya, so he was very happy.

"What happened to Yuan Hua?"

"Yuan Hua's father... went in... went in."

"Go in? Where did you go in?"

Zhang Yang said: "Where can I go, of course it is a prison."

"Say Yuan Hua."

"Yuan Hua has gone abroad."

"Yuan Hua has gone abroad?"

"Yes, I didn't study in the country."

"Then Qiuya didn't marry Lin Yue because of Yuan Hua?"

"no."

"What is that for?"

Zhang Yang stopped talking.

Charlotte stared angrily, you have been away for half a month, and you only found out this little information? Didn't I ask you to contact your high school classmates and investigate in detail?

"Qiuya's family doesn't live in Xihong City. I won't be able to find out where they moved to. But don't worry, I've already hired a private detective. I believe there will be news soon."

"Is it reliable?"

"Reliable, reliable."

"Okay then, just wait a little longer."

"By the way, I went to Xihong City this time. On the way back, I saw an advertisement in the airport lobby. I think you need to take a look."

Charlotte walked to the 3-meter-long western dining table in the middle, and put the red wine glass up: "What's so interesting about the advertisement?"

Zhang Yang didn't speak, went to the coffee table in the living room, picked up the remote control, went back to the dining room, pointed it at the TV and pressed it, and then selected the channel of Jiangsu Satellite TV to start the playback function. When a masked singer appeared in the middle of the screen, he released it. finger.

The words "The Masked Singer" and the guest lineup on the background wall of the stage stung Charlotte's nerves.

"This is plagiarism!"

"Brother, that's not the point."

Charlotte didn't seem to hear his explanation, and her thoughts remained on the level of someone infringing "The Voice". Although many changes have been made at first glance, in his opinion, the core of this variety show is still "The Voice" That set.

"Why didn't anyone tell me about this? Why?"

As a big name in the music scene and the planner of "The Voice", he couldn't accept the fact that he was kept in the dark.

"Brother, the other party has done a great job of keeping secrets. I have already called that sister and Brother Huan, and they all said that they didn't know about this sub-program."

Charlotte flicked her nightgown, pointed at the 75-inch big screen and shouted, "I'm going to sue them for copyright infringement, and I'm going to sue the plagiarists for bankruptcy, and see if anyone else dares to copy my idea in the future."

"Sue, sue, sue, I must sue." Zhang Yang looked helpless: "But brother, can you stop being so excited and listen to me, okay?"

Charlotte took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the anger in her heart: "That's fine, you can say it."

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, but pressed the play button on the remote control.

The masked man in the middle of the screen moved, and as the brisk melody sounded, he clasped the microphone with both hands and sang affectionately.

"On the banks of the Seine, coffee on the left bank."

"I have a cup in my hand to taste your beauty."

"A mouth that leaves a lip print."

"Florist Rose, misspelled the name, who."

"Confession balloon, the wind blows, across the street."

"Smiles fly in the sky."

"You said, you are a little hard to chase."

"If you want to, I will retreat in spite of the difficulties."

"Gifts don't need to pick the most expensive."

"As long as it is the fallen leaves of the Champs."

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PS: I have something to do in the afternoon, so this chapter is for today.

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