Not funny
Class 23's play was scheduled for the 20th show. Since they were ranked near the middle of the pack, and the dressing room couldn't hold all the people, the student union member in charge of the performance came over to inform them: Class 23 could watch the show in the auditorium first, and they could go get their makeup and change clothes after the 10th show.
The audience took their seats, and Chen Xiyu and Jiang Hui were looking for a place to sit.
The students entered the room one by one, and Tan Zhao took a seat one step to the side. Fiona Sit, who was following behind, saw that there was an empty seat next to Tan Zhao and was about to sit down. Jiang Hui, who was behind him, was quick to pull Fiona Sit over, who was about to sit down.
"Fiona Sit, come with me and sit in the back row."
Fiona Sit's head was full of confusion, and he was completely lost. Jiang Hui pulled him to sit back. Jiang Hui finally gave Chen Xiyu a push and said, "Go, Xiaoyu."
Chen Xiyu turned her head and saw Jiang Hui winking at her and making a cheering gesture.
This was a deliberate act, which made Chen Xiyu feel a little overwhelmed, and she sat down as soon as she got to her seat.
As a result, Chen Xiyu was more than two heads taller than Tan Zhao when he sat down.
Tan Zhao tilted his head to look up at Chen Xiyu, who was sitting next to him and was two heads taller than him, then looked down at her seat.
"Student Chen Xiyu, are you sitting like this with something on your mind?"
Chen Xiyu was stunned. She looked down and saw that the seat she was sitting on was still upright. She quickly stood up and leaned over to lay the soft sofa seat down.
He murmured quietly, "I was wondering why it felt a bit awkward."
I looked around and turned around to see that the classmates beside and behind me were all trying to hold back their laughter.
Tan Zhaoye's shoulders were shaking from laughing. He held onto the back of the sofa chair of the person in front of him and laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out.
"Chen Xiyu, you must have a humor guarantee system. This mechanism is triggered whenever you're bored."
Chen Xiyu was so embarrassed that she scolded him in a low voice: "Is it funny?"
Tan Zhao smiled and looked at her, then shook his head.
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It was the seventh performance when Chen Xiyu went to the restroom. When she came out, she saw Tan Zhao, who had already come out, leaning against the railing of the conference building, looking down from above with an empty look in his eyes.
Chen Xiyu walked closer, her hands still wet from washing.
Chen Xiyu shook the water off her hands and said, "Tan Zhao, I was wondering why you haven't come back yet."
When Tan Zhao heard the familiar voice, his eyes were no longer blank, but began to focus, looking at the girl with a ponytail who was walking towards him.
"Come out for some fresh air."
Chen Xiyu said "Oh" and leaned over the railing to look down. "It's a bit stuffy inside."
Tan Zhao turned sideways and suddenly asked her, "Do people in Tongcheng all like to use inverted sentences when they speak?"
Chen Xiyu rolled her eyes, finding it amusing, and chuckled, "Hey, I saw a really interesting video last time. It said that people in Tongcheng like to use inverted sentences when speaking."
"For example, when someone asks, 'How are you doing lately?', we say, 'How have you been lately?' When someone asks, 'Have you had lunch?', we say, 'Have you had lunch?' That video is really interesting. I'll remember these two examples."
Tan Zhao smiled, turned around and leaned on the railing as well. They were standing next to the window, and a breeze blew through the slightly open window, ruffling Tan Zhao and Chen Xiyu's hair.
Chen Xiyu looked at the young man in front of him whose hair was blown by the wind, "By the way, aren't you from Tongcheng too?"
Tan Zhao shook his head. "My mom is from Tongcheng, and my dad is from Qingying. Before they divorced, we lived in Qingying. Later, they had a fight, so they moved to Tongcheng for half a year, which was the few months when I was attending F High School. But they divorced, and I soon returned to Qingying. Later, my father remarried, and custody returned to my mom, so I returned to Tongcheng."
"So when I was little, I changed schools many times, going back and forth a lot."
Tan Zhao laughed self-deprecatingly: "Isn't it very confusing, a little dramatic, and a little funny? I'm like a ball, being kicked around with the changes of the adults."
He turned his head unintentionally during the conversation and saw Chen Xiyu looking at him seriously without smiling.
Chen Xiyu said solemnly, "Tan Zhao, this isn't funny, not at all. It's not your fault. Your parents didn't give you a harmonious and stable family. It's their fault, but you, the innocent one, are the one who has to bear the consequences of their carelessness and irresponsibility. You're not a fool; you're a complete and independent individual. Okay?"
I don’t know if it was Tan Zhao’s illusion or the wind just blowing, but Chen Xiyu ran away with red eyes after he finished speaking. Why did his eyes also feel a little sore?
One day I told my pain as a joke until someone told me it wasn't funny.
When Tan Zhao returned to his seat, the host had just announced that the next program was the stage play "Sheng Sheng" performed by a representative of the sophomore art students, classmate XX.
Chen Xiyu has regained his energetic self and is watching with full concentration.
When Chen Xiyu stood him up, she told him, "Hurry up and sit down."
"Which program is it?" Tan Zhao asked her.
"Number ten, after reading this it's time to get ready."
Chen Xiyu added, "It's really nice! My friend Xiao Xue is in this show, the one dancing in the white swan costume. Xiao Xue dances really beautifully. She got first place in the city in her last dance test."
Tan Zhao was not very interested in the show. He was searching for the name "Xiao Xue" in his mind, and it felt familiar.
"Is she from Class 7, the same class as Yang Xiaoxiao?"
Chen Xiyu glanced back at him and said, "Yeah, she's in the same class as Yang Xiaoxiao, and Yang Xiaoxiao is still the lead singer."
Tan Zhao: "Really? Yang Xiaoxiao is in there too? I didn't even notice."
Chen Xiyu laughed speechlessly. He didn't notice that Yang Xiaoxiao was so tall, dressed beautifully, and standing on the stage singing under the spotlight.
Now she believed that Tan Zhao was really not watching the show carefully.
After the performance of "Sheng Sheng" ended, there was warm applause from the audience. The students from Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School began to leave the stage one after another to go to the dressing room to put on makeup and change clothes.
The girls from Class 7 who were performing came off the stage and went backstage. Xiao Xue had just taken two steps when she was stopped by the flowers in front of her.
It was a bouquet of purple plum jam flowers. The flowers were very large. Xiao Xue estimated that there were about ninety-nine of them, emitting a pleasant, light fragrance.
Looking up, I saw the seventeen-year-old boy Xie Yanzhi with a bright smile.
Someone nearby started to shout "Wuhu"
Xiao Xue took the flowers and said embarrassedly, "Thank you, Ah Yan, why are you here?"
"What are you thanking me for? Xiaoxue, you dance so beautifully. It's so pretty."
Xiao Xue and Xie Yanzhi walked towards the dressing room, holding the flowers. "A Yan, how did you bring the flowers in?"
"A versatile schoolbag. If it weren't for the limitations of a schoolbag, I would definitely give you a really big bouquet of nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers."
Xie Yanzhi gestured to measure the size of the nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers.
"Do the handsome guys and beautiful girls need to take pictures? Thirty-one or fifty-two Polaroid photos are needed. The handsome guys and beautiful girls are so good-looking, it's really hard not to take pictures of them." A short-haired classmate with a Polaroid camera on his back came over. It turned out that businessmen can sensitively smell every business opportunity.
"Okay, ten, buddy."
Xiao Xue calculated in her mind how much ten of them would cost, and it was a bit expensive.
The short-haired student put down the Polaroid camera he had just held up and said, "I'm a girl, my name is Xue Tong!"
Xie Yanzhi: "Oh, I'm sorry, I saw you were dressed so cool, I thought you were a boy."
Xue Tong finally calmed down and said, "I'll forgive you for the sake of this beautiful lady next to you. Okay, you two want ten, right?"
At this time, Fiona Sit's voice came, "Brother Yan, it's time to go. It's almost the twelfth show."
It turned out that Xie Yanzhi took Fiona Sit to give flowers to Xiao Xue. In order to prevent the drama performance from being delayed, Xie Yanzhi asked Fiona Sit to watch from the backstage entrance where he could see the show. They left after the eleventh show was over.
"Ayan, forget it. Your role is so important. You should go first."
Xie Yanzhi gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "Forget it, just take two pictures."
Xue Tong acted quickly. With two clicks, two photos were taken.
In the photo, the girl is holding a large bunch of purple plum jam, and the boy and girl are very close to each other. The girl may be a little worried about the boy. The moment she looks at Xie Yanzhi, the photo freezes.
Fortunately, in the second photo, Xiao Xue looked at the camera, and Xie Yanzhi playfully made a "yeah" gesture next to her face.
Xie Yanzhi was in a hurry, so he took out a hundred-yuan note from his clothes and handed it to Xue Tong. He took a photo of Xiao Xue looking at him without looking at the camera and left. The photo was even half-finished.
Xie Yanzhi walked away quickly while waving, "The photos are great. No need to look for them anymore. Let's go, Xiaoxue."
Xiao Xue: "The performance went well, Ayan."
What responded to her was Xie Yanzhi's hurried back.
Xue Tong looked at the 100 yuan in her hand. Two Polaroid photos for 100 yuan? She felt a little embarrassed and pulled Xiao Xue to give her a few more.
"Fifty-two pictures already make me enough money, I'll take a few more for you."
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