The Late School

"Bell~~~~"

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students rushed out like ducks, twittering.

Parents who watched the time frequently outside the school gate one after another focused on the road directly opposite the school gate, where a large group of primary school students came out under pressure.

Among the crowd, Jiang Bin walked out with the flow of people, went out of the school gate, without looking around, went straight through the parent group, and took the bus at the bus stop.

There were no seats in the car. Jiang Bin found a position by the window and stood, his arm was touched by someone, and a pleasant voice rang in his ears:

"Hi~~~ Jiangbin~~~"

Jiang Bin looked sideways. It was a female classmate in the same class, a very cute little girl.

"Xie Ying, how do you take the bus?"

Xie Ying was wearing a blue and white school uniform and was tall. The two stood together, head to head, shoulder to shoulder, almost the same height.

Her face is round, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her complexion is very good, and when she smiles, there are two shallow dimples on her face, which are very sweet, like fermented rice balls.

She squinted and smiled: "My parents are on a business trip, and I go home by myself."

The two chatted all the way, Jiang Bin got her out of the car first, and after a few stops, got off the car himself.

He walked home, found the house key from his schoolbag, opened the door, put down the schoolbag, and went to the refrigerator to look for ingredients, but the ingredients were gone, only a piece of noodles.

At 6:30 in the evening, he cooked the noodles, brought it to the table, found a can of chili sauce, and put it on the table.

He didn't rush to eat, but moved a stool, sat on the balcony, and looked at the intersection of cars coming and going downstairs.

A few minutes later, a small electric donkey drove over quickly, Jiang Bin immediately ran to open the door, stood at the door and waited for a while, heard footsteps, and then saw his father step three steps, appearing in his vision.

"Jiang Bin, have you eaten?" Jiang Bin's father asked when he saw him.

"Waiting for you to eat together."

"Didn't I say, you eat first, don't wait for me."

"It's just done, Dad, take a break and drink a glass of water."

Jiang Bin’s father took the water glass, looked up at the clock on the wall, put the water glass on the dining table, sat down, and said, "Hurry up, eat and rest, come and eat together."

When the father and son ate, no one spoke, and within five minutes they finished eating.

"Go, take your schoolbag."

"Dad, I don't want to go to Little Red Horse tonight."

"...What's the matter? Don't like to go to Little Red Horse? The children there are younger than you, but they are quiet. You can read at ease."

"No, I like Little Red Horse very much, but I don't want to go tonight. Dad, can I go with you to deliver food?"

Jiang Bin’s father smiled and said, "That won’t work, it will delay your study. Bring your schoolbag, you can do your homework and read books when you arrive at Xiaohongma."

Jiangbin has requested such requests many times, but without exception, they have all been rejected, just like today.

Jiang Bin was helplessly sent by his father to the Little Red Horse Academy. When he walked into the teaching building, he saw Xiaomi and Cheng Cheng standing in the yard, and the two little peas trembling in the cold wind.

"Sucking~~~~" Cheng Cheng was sniffing.

"Why are you standing here? It's so cold, fast into the classroom." Jiang Bin said.

Suddenly, a burst of hiahiahia laughter came from the direction of the classroom, and Xi'er rushed out like a gust of wind, ran past Jiangbin, and then passed Xiaomi and Cheng Cheng, lifted her panties, and rushed in. In the second building, there was a sentence "I can't catch me" and disappeared.

Xiaomi and Cheng Cheng retracted their gazes and turned to look at Jiang Bin.

"Suck~~~~~"

Jiang Bin asked: "Xiaobai went in too?"

Xiaomi nodded.Cheng Cheng also pointed his finger towards the door, his consciousness entered, and Xiao Bai entered.

"Why are they going there?" Jiang Bin asked curiously.The second building that was originally blocked has been re-used recently. He has heard from Teacher Xiaoliu that there are people working here during the day. It is Boss Zhang’s company. He has been curious about it, but has never been in it, because every time he comes to Xiaohongma At that time, Building 2 was closed.

Xiaomi said: "It's fun, there are stories to listen to."

Jiang Bin thought for a while and took them to the second building to see what's going on inside.

——

Su Lan participated in the endorsement activities during the day, and returned to the hotel in the evening.

Now, because the TV series has finished filming, her room in the hotel has naturally expired, but because she does not want to leave, she is renewing the room.

On the way back to the hotel, Yang Zhu began to broadcast the day's entertainment activities as usual.Su Lan listened with gusto at first, asking and commenting from time to time until...

"Article 10, Su Lan's suspected relationship is exposed."

Su Lan subconsciously commented: "Who is so careless...Huh??? What did you say Zhuzhu?"

I am a machine with no emotions, Yang Zhuxin said, using a mechanical voice to read: "Article 10, Su Lan's suspected love affair has been exposed, and a fan found the figure of a mysterious man from her Weibo photos..."

Su Lan was dumbfounded, and quickly took out his mobile phone, opened his Weibo, found the food photo that was only released yesterday, and looked through the comments below. I saw that the top comment was:

"Have you noticed? There is a reflection on the spoon. If you look closely, you can find that it is a figure of a man. Is it broken? That is to say, Susu was with a young man. So there is reason to infer , This table of dishes may have been made by Susu for young men..."

This man made guesses and analysis all the time, and made many people believe.

"My heart is broken."

"My Susu can't fall in love, there is no sign."

"Su Su, come out and explain."

"It's over."

"I said how Su Su suddenly made food, it turned out to be for the sweetheart."

"The first cold drink in winter, it's so cold."

"This winter hasn't started yet, it is doomed to be difficult."

"I don't believe this is true!!"

Some fans who know how to draw, based on the reflection of the spoon, outlined the mysterious man.

"That's it? I believe it is a dog."

"I was taken aback. When I saw this painting, I didn't believe that it was a person. Just the shadow on the spoon. I would rather believe that it was a creeping maggot.

"Maggot boy?"

"Dog boy?"

"That's a bird."

"I think it's a living hairy crab."

"Fish swinging?"

"The moth on the bulb, identification is complete."

"It's just a fly, make a big deal."

"Definitely not human."

"Sister Zhuzhu, right?"

"It's just reflections on TV."

"Even if there is a man, what does that mean."

...

Su Lan clicked on the food photo, zoomed in, and stared at the spoon. The pixels were too low and only a shadow could be seen vaguely. How did they see that it was a man?

Su Lan quit Weibo, found the original photos taken at that time from the phone album, and kept zooming in. This time it was much clearer. You could indeed see a man's figure. Moreover, if you look closely, you can also see her. Tao silhouettes are next to each other.

Su Lan broke into a cold sweat, reopened Weibo and checked the comments, but it was okay~~~ No one found her, and no one found them together at the time. Otherwise, they might really be in love.

Now, the reflection of a man alone can explain what.

As long as they don't admit it, everyone can only guess.For example, nowadays, a large part of the people in the comments don't believe it, and the people who are booing are all eating melons.

She zoomed in again on the photo posted on Weibo. Because of the limited number of pixels, even if she zoomed in, she couldn't see her figure clearly, only Zhang Tan could be seen.

She relaxes and doesn't need to delete Weibo.

"Zhuzhu, your work is not meticulous, so you deliberately scared me?"

While driving, Yang Zhu continued to say in a mechanical voice: "I don't produce news, I'm just a news porter."

Meaning, this has nothing to do with me, I am just a search engine, and I am not responsible for the content, and I am not afraid of litigation.