Chapter 320: Revisiting the Old Place
"Yes."
Wen Yu nodded.
After hearing the news from Wen Yu that Song Shinian was going to hold a concert, the driver smiled and gave a sincere blessing: "I wish Teacher Song's concert a complete success..."
"WeChat."
Adhering to the principle of "meeting is fate", Wen Yu once again added the driver's contact information and left the words "infield tickets" in the remarks. Only then did he close his phone with satisfaction.
The driver was caught off guard by this huge piece of pie, and the smile in his eyes never disappeared.
The driver successfully took Wen Yu and Song Shinian to their destination.
"Here we are."
The driver politely said goodbye to Wen Yu and Song Shinian, and their journey today ended perfectly.
After the driver drove away, Song Shinian's eyes fell on the huge words "No. 1 Middle School" in front of him: "This... is your alma mater?"
"right."
Wen Yu nodded: "To be more precise, it's my high school alma mater."
When Wen Yu was in the first year of high school, Song Shinian was still an elementary school student.
The age difference of "five years" is neither big nor small. When the two met for the first time, Wen Yu was in the second year of high school and Song Shinian was in the first year of junior high school.
In fact, Wen Yu was not a "good student". During his school years, he spent most of his energy on singing and acting. His teachers were very worried about his grades, but they could do nothing about it.
Fortunately, Wen Yu has indeed made some achievements in the entertainment industry.
Even his high school teacher would always smile with pride when he mentioned the name "Wen Yu". As Wen Yu's fame grew, his high school teacher's catchphrase gradually became: "Wen Yu is my student."
The past flashed through Wen Yu's mind, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.
He looked around and finally stopped at the noodle shop next to him: "The noodles in this noodle shop are delicious..."
Because he focused most of his energy on the entertainment industry, he didn't return to his alma mater very often.
But this noodle shop is one that Wen Yu often eats at.
I heard that this noodle shop has been open next to No. 1 Middle School for more than ten years.
More than ten years ago, the daughter of a noodle shop owner was successfully admitted to No. 1 Middle School. In order to take better care of his daughter, the owner opened a noodle shop next door.
The boss originally planned to close the noodle shop after his daughter graduated. However, in the process of selling noodles, he unexpectedly developed a relationship with the students of No. 1 Middle School. Many students affectionately called him "Dad Li". Over time, the noodle shop owner was reluctant to leave here.
Wen Yu has never called the noodle shop owner "Dad Li", but he thinks this noodle shop is very much to his taste.
Now that he was revisiting the old place, the first thought that flashed through Wen Yu's mind was to invite Song Shinian to have noodles with him.
"Try it?"
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows slightly.
"good."
Upon hearing this, Song Shinian nodded obediently.
It is class time now, so there are not many people in the noodle shop.
As soon as Wen Yu and Song Shinian pushed open the door of the noodle shop, they heard the enthusiastic voice of the noodle shop owner: "Welcome."
"boss."
Wen Yu smiled and called out "Boss," then said, "I want one serving of oil-splashed noodles and one serving of fried soybean paste noodles, each with a fried egg."
"Okay."
The boss responded enthusiastically.
Wen Yu found a seat in a corner and sat down.
Song Shinian looked at the environment of the noodle shop curiously, and the image of seventeen-year-old Wen Yu sitting in the corner eating noodles flashed through his mind.
Song Shinian had the honor of meeting the seventeen-year-old Wen Yu.
The seventeen-year-old "Wen Yu" is enthusiastic, kind, gentle and cheerful. Any beautiful words can be used to describe him.
"How about it?"
Although their noodles were not yet ready, the aroma of noodles wafted through the noodle shop: "Isn't it fragrant?"
"fragrant."
Song Shinian nodded honestly.
"It smells good."
Wen Yu observed Song Shinian's expression and said to him with a smile, "I used to love eating noodles made in this restaurant the most..."
Oddly enough...
Song Shinian did not respond, but stared at something not far away in a daze.
This has never happened before.
Ever since the two confirmed their relationship, Song Shinian has always been responsive to Wen Yu's requests. No matter what Wen Yu says to Song Shinian, Song Shinian will respond to him immediately. Even when Wen Yu calls him "Xiaonian'er" over and over again, Song Shinian will reply "I'm here" over and over again.
Wen Yu was aroused by Song Shinian's abnormal behavior.
So he followed Song Shinian's gaze, and unexpectedly saw a very familiar photo.
That’s... him?
To be more precise, it was seventeen-year-old Wen Yu.
"Wen Yu" on the poster should have debuted not too long ago. He is wearing the blue school uniform distributed by No. 1 Middle School, and there is a sense of youthfulness between his handsome eyebrows.
The background behind Wen Yu is the familiar No. 1 Middle School campus, where the vegetation is very lush. At that time, he didn't even know how to pose. When facing the camera, a shy smile appeared at the corners of his thin lips, and his fingers made a stiff scissors gesture.
Wen Yu was impressed by this photo.
At that time, Wen Yu had just released his first album. He was lucky and more and more people knew the name "Wen Yu".
Wen Yu's class teacher said to commemorate her, so he took a photo of Wen Yu. Later, the class teacher posted this photo on the Internet. By chance, this photo became popular, and countless people printed out this photo of "Wen Yu" and put it on their desks.
Wen Yu didn't expect to see "himself" in the noodle shop owner's eyes.
It has been a long time since he traveled to this body, so long that Wen Yu has almost forgotten that he was once a young man full of vigor and vitality.
There are many words written on the photo of "Wen Yu".
Because Wen Yu was quite far away from the photo, he couldn't see clearly what was written on it.
"Ha ha……"
While Wen Yu was staring at the photo in a daze, the noodle shop owner had already come over with the noodles he had made.
Seeing Wen Yu and Song Shinian staring at the photo of "Wen Yu", he smiled and said, "This is Wen Yu... You should all know her, right?"
Wen Yu didn't expect to hear his name from his boss's mouth. He was stunned for two seconds before nodding: "I know him."
"Wen Yu is a particularly good child..."
When talking about Wen Yu, the noodle shop owner's face was filled with undisguised pride: "He once praised the delicious noodles I made."
Seeing the pride in the noodle shop owner's eyes, Wen Yu smiled very cooperatively: "Really?"
"yes."
It was not mealtime and there were no new customers in the noodle shop. The boss put the noodles on the table, then pulled out a new bench and sat directly next to Wen Yu and Song Shinian.
"He's come to my place to eat noodles many times..."
As he spoke, a hint of nostalgia flashed in the boss's eyes.
"Wen Yu likes to sit where you are sitting now..."
Hearing about his past deeds from other people's mouths was a very novel experience for Wen Yu.
"Yeah?"
Wen Yu smiled and said, "That's such a coincidence."
Song Shinian glanced at the enthusiastic noodle shop owner, then at Wen Yu with a smile on her face, and finally decided to shut up.
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