My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 161, Silent Accompanying

In the darkness, Su Yunqing stroked her face, her brown pupils were full of fear.

If the last memory awakening was at a loss for her, then the memory picture this time made her go crazy.

She is well aware of her feelings for her sister, and she also knows that she has always been honest with men.

But why does such a memory bridge suddenly appear?

So clear, so lingering.

She had doubted before that it might be just a dream.

But the words on the library table made her dispel this suspicion.

Besides, dreams are always vague, and she can clearly remember all the details at that time with these memory fragments.

That said, there's a good chance this is what happened.

In college.

Did she ever have such a close relationship with a guy?

Su Yunqing couldn't accept it and couldn't accept it.

Such a fact shocked her three views.

She tried her best to recall what the boy looked like, but she couldn't remember anything.

Fresh water splashed down the sink down the faucet.

Su Yunqing leaned on his arms weakly, and his thinking became more and more chaotic.

Unconsciously, the sky slowly brightened.

A ray of white light from the window shot into the bathroom, and Su Yunqing suddenly realized it.

She turned off the tap and staggered back to her bedroom.

Photos hang on the walls of the bedroom.

She looked at it carefully, stretched out her hand to touch the smiling little sister in the photo, and then slammed down on the bed, covering her head with the quilt, trying her best not to think about unrealistic things. screen.

But the next second.

Those clips were replaying all pervasive looping in her mind again.

lingering.

Like a shadow.

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"Third, why are you going? Aren't you going to eat?"

At the end of the first big class, Xiao Yi hurriedly left along the flow of people.

Deng Haiyang hurriedly stopped him behind him.

"It's okay, you can eat it yourself."

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yi strode away without looking back.

school gate.

Jiang Qingyi stood quietly at the bus stop, looking at the students and vehicles coming and going with her eyes calm.

It wasn't until a familiar car stopped in front of her that there was a little more smile in her eyes.

The eyelids are curved, and the shallow pear vortex is curled up on the pink cheeks.

"Xiao Yi, I can go by myself."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Jiang Qingyi looked sideways at Xiao Yi and said softly.

Xiao Yi didn't answer, just leaned over and took the safety to her seriously and then smiled.

"Isn't it agreed before? I will be responsible for picking you up and going to and from get off work in the future."

"Unless I can't go there someday."

Startled for a moment, Jiang Qingyi didn't speak any more. She seemed to know Xiao Yi's temperament. He never changed his decisions easily.

Although Jiang Qingyi enjoyed the feeling that her younger brother cared about her so much.

But she also felt a little too troublesome.

She is not a child, she just goes to work and needs to be picked up by herself.

After a while, the car merged into the traffic.

On the way, Xiao Yi asked casually.

"Qingyi, is there a time limit for your internship?"

"Yes, it will end in May next year."

May is half a year.

Internships for dance students are actually not complicated.

Everyone's choice is different.

Jiang Qingyi chose to go to the studio for an internship. At the end of the internship period, the studio owner only needs to issue an internship certificate to be successful.

And Su Yunqing's choice to go to the theater with senior sister is also a way. Of course, this is not in the normal process, but there is senior sister to help her up and down, so it is still easy to pass the school.

After all, this is the only one from the University of Su who has been on the National Centre for the Performing Arts over the years, so there is still some face.

As for how Qin Lu and Zhao Yaxin will spend their senior year, Xiao Yi has no idea.

He always felt that Zhao Yaxin was busy every day.

During the chat, the car came to the door of Tide Studio.

At this time, children have arrived one after another accompanied by their parents.

The whole studio is filled with the hilarious sounds of children.

Because Jiang Qingyi was working on her first day, she didn't have her own class yet.

So you need to start from the experience class.

The registration process for each studio is basically the same.

First, students come to experience the class, feel like it, and then decide to sign up.

When the number of registered people is enough for one class, one class will be opened uniformly.

Therefore, Jiang Qingyi's main job at present is to give experience classes to those children who come to Tide for the first time.

The experience class is fifteen minutes in total.

In these fifteen minutes, she only needs to make the students like Chinese dance, so that the parents can pay the money.

She doesn't need to worry about sales, she just needs to take her own classes.

Neat and clean dance room.

Jiang Qingyi had already changed into her usual dancing clothes and was quietly listening to Zhou Meng's class instructions.

Zhou Meng is the boss of Tide, the young woman in her thirties that Xiao Yi saw last time.

While the two are communicating.

Xiao Yi, on the other hand, was busy fetching water, buying snacks, and buying some colorful toys from the store downstairs.

Of course, these were not for Qingyi, but for the children who were about to take the experience class.

With these delicious and fun treats, those little ones are more likely to choose to stay.

Professionally, he can't help much.

But these small details can still be paid more attention to.

Seeing Xiao Yi being so busy, Zhou Meng smiled.

"Qingyi, your boyfriend is so kind to you."

Jiang Qingyi did not refute Zhou Meng's words, but just smiled softly, her beautiful eyes full of happiness.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You will have an experience class in this dance room later."

"If there are students in the experience class today, you are responsible for taking them. If not, you can practice dancing by yourself."

After speaking, Zhou Meng glanced at Xiao Yi and left the dance room.

Experience classes are not every day.

Basically, there are more student unions on weekends, and fewer weekdays, and at most three or five per day will die.

Time passed little by little.

From noon until the sun sets.

At about 4:00 pm, there were some students who came to the experience class, and it was estimated that they were all picked up by their parents as soon as they left the school.

Jiang Qingyi was officially in class, so Xiao Yi naturally couldn't stay in the dance room anymore, so he turned around and went out.

At this time, the sound of music and the voice of the substitute teacher sounded in several dance rooms of the entire Tide Studio.

With nothing to do, Xiao Yi knocked on the door of Zhou Meng's office.

"Please come in."

With an answer from the door, Xiao Yi pushed open the door and entered.

"It is you."

Seeing that it was Xiao Yi, Zhou Meng stood up from the chair, pointed to the chair beside him, and said with a smile, "Are there any students in Qingyi?"

With a hum, Xiao Yi sat down on the chair and smiled.

"Boss Zhou, take the liberty to disturb you, I want to ask you something."

"Don't talk about Boss Zhou, it's just a small workshop. I'm not much older than you depending on my age. If you don't mind, just call Sister Zhou."

Zhou Meng pushed the bridge of her nose and put her glasses on, then walked to the tea machine and bent over to pour a glass of water for Xiao Yi. Looking from behind, she had black pants with hip wraps and straight calves, and the smell of a young woman came out spontaneously.

Xiao Yi didn't look sideways: "Then I'll be thick-skinned."

"That's right, isn't Qingyi about to graduate? She has always wanted to open a dance studio of her own, so I would like to ask if I want to open a studio, what procedures and preparations are needed, and I am fine. Look out for it in advance."

Zhou Meng didn't reply immediately, but looked at Xiao Yi with her eyes up and down, and then said softly.

"You really care about your girlfriend."

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Xiao Yi said happily.

"Qingyi is such a nice girl, who doesn't care when she meets her?"

"That's true."

"In fact, there are no particularly difficult requirements for opening a studio. You only need to prepare dance qualifications in advance, that is, professionally rated teacher qualification certificates, and then apply for some relevant certificates."

"Now these interest classes are also vigorously advocated by the state, and there is no difficulty. After these are completed, there will be some enrollment matters."

The two were chatting.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Mom, I'm out of money, you can transfer me some more!"

A girl with a lollipop in her mouth, her hair dyed colorfully, rushed in recklessly.

The two of them were interrupted.

Xiao Yi looked back, his eyes narrowed.

Why is this colorful peacock so familiar?

And the moment that girl saw Xiao Yi, she was a little suspicious.

"Hey, uncle, why are you here?"

Uncle?

Hearing this title, Xiao Yi remembered.

Isn't this the bad girl who borrowed fire from him at the bus stop?

Is this person Zhou Meng's daughter?

Seeing that Zhou Meng is in her early thirties at most, she actually has such a big daughter?

And Zhou Meng looked at the girl who suddenly broke in, and her whole body became bad in an instant.

"Xiaoyu, I didn't tell you not to dye your hair like this, why didn't you listen?"

"Oh, this is called fashion, and this hairstyle is popular now, do you understand?"

The girl named Xiaoyu snorted disdainfully, and then said impatiently.

"Don't mother-in-law, give me some money, my little sisters are still waiting for me downstairs."

"Did you skip class again! Your head teacher called me this morning..."

Before Zhou Meng could finish her words, Xiao Yu interrupted her: "Are you bothered, why don't you ask for money? You don't let me find a way to do it myself."

After speaking in a small language, she was about to push the door to leave, but Zhou Meng quickly grabbed her with her eyes and hands.

What way can she think of as an underage girl to get money?

Listening to her words, how can Zhou Meng rest assured.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Zhou Meng didn't say a word after seeing her daughter's impatient eyes.

Then he took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to her, exhorting.

"Come back early in the evening, don't play too late outside."

"Got it, it's so long-winded!"

After paying the money, Xiao Yu glanced at Xiao Yi, snorted and left the room.

Returning to her seat and sitting down, Zhou Meng rubbed her eyebrows and said modestly.

"I'm sorry, I made you see a joke."

"Hehe, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, understand."

Xiao Yi didn't say much, the friendship between the two had not reached the point of inquiring about other people's family affairs.

After this battle, Xiao Yi couldn't stay any longer.

He walked out of the office, into the corridor, and looked downstairs along the window.

I saw three colorful girls with the same dyed hair standing in front of their car with their mobile phones and taking pictures of the car.

After a while, Xiaoyu walked out of the studio, and several people chatted with each other in front of the car.

Then he stopped a taxi and drove away.

"What are you looking at?"

While thinking about it, a soft voice came from behind.

Looking back, I saw that Jiang Qingyi had already changed into her clothes and was looking at him with a smile on her face.

"Nothing, have you finished your class?"

"Well, that's the end of today."

"Okay, let's go back first, what do you want to eat later?"

"Go back to school and eat."

Jiang Qingyi said.

Xiao Yi also knew her temperament, and without saying anything, took her hand and walked downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Xiao Yi was about to drive away when he noticed a small note on the car window.

There is a line of small letters written in lipstick on it.

[The car is very cool, let's make friends]

and a string of phone numbers.

Ho!

Are underage girls so bold now?

Aren't you afraid of being sold?

I just don't know which girl left it just now.

Xiao Yi smiled and put the note into his pocket while Jiang Qingyi was not paying attention.

On the way back.

Jiang Qingyi looked at Xiao Yi who was driving seriously, pursed her lips and said.

"Xiao Yi, you don't have to wait for me in the studio all the time."

"If you have something to do, go to get off work first, and pick me up when you get off work."

Jiang Qingyi didn't say anything about not letting Xiao Yi pick him up. She really enjoyed the silent companionship of a little brother.

It's just that she felt that Xiao Yi was very boring to stay in the studio all day, and there was absolutely no need for this.

Nodding, Xiao Yi responded.

It's really impossible for him to be in the studio every day.

But this is the first day, so you have to perform better.

Back to Su Da, the sunset has already ended.

The sunset glowed the sky red.

The entire campus of Suzhou University is beautiful.

Xiao Yi also let go of Jiang Qingyi's little hand at this time, and the two walked side by side towards the cafeteria.

In this situation, Sister Jiang still couldn't hold her face, and Xiao Yi naturally couldn't embarrass her.

Quietly accompanied Jiang Qingyi to have a dinner in the cafeteria, and then sent her to the dormitory downstairs, Xiao Yi returned to the dormitory.

Lao Deng and several people are live streaming as always.

It has almost become their daily life.

In addition to class is live broadcast.

What Xiao Yi can predict is that two new stars in the live broadcast industry are on the rise.

Xiao Yi didn't bother them either. He sat down in his seat and was about to check his phone when the phone rang.

A look at the caller ID is Zhang Jingman.

Xiao Yi walked into the corridor with the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhang Jingman's extremely lazy voice sounded from the opposite side.

"Boss, the person from Beila Beila has been contacted."

"Okay, I see. I'll go over there later and talk to my face."

(End of this chapter)