Meeting

The party ended successfully. Liang Qingqing's performance was obvious to all. On the way back, Tian Fengchun couldn't stop smiling.

"My friend even asked me about you. Let's have dinner together next time when we are free."

"Okay."

Liang Qingqing certainly wouldn't refuse such a good thing. At the same time, the big stone that had been weighing on her heart finally fell to the ground. She knew that after this test, she had completely established her foothold in the Provincial Broadcasting Bureau. As

expected, starting from the next day, the superiors assigned her a formal job and asked her to take over the radio broadcasting of the Red Maple Community in the city. She went to work at 8 am every day, got off work at 6 pm, and had a rest on Sundays.

Although she starts work early and leaves work late, the actual working time does not exceed three hours. In the morning, she reads the morning newspaper, in the afternoon, she reads the quotations of great leaders, and in the evening, she reads excellent articles. If there is something happening in the community, she will be informed in advance so that she can inform everyone in time during the radio broadcast.

The rest of the time can be arranged freely, so Liang Qingqing is quite satisfied with this job.

The medium-sized radio studio can be said to be her independent office. It is relaxed and comfortable, without anyone to control her. It couldn't be more comfortable. After she finishes her work, she will read books to pass the time. She reads all kinds of books, but mostly reads textbooks.

She has not forgotten that the college entrance examination will be resumed in two years. If possible, she also wants to go to university. After all, college students are popular. Not only are they respected, but they can also improve their academic qualifications and enjoy various welfare subsidies.

More importantly, as long as she can get into university, it means that she can go to a larger city to take root, and maybe she can return to her hometown of Beijing in her previous life.

This is what she wants to do most after coming to this world.

At first, she wanted to rely on Fan Yanxing to achieve this goal, but recently this idea has become less and less important. It is comfortable to lie down and win, but if you can climb up by your own efforts and achieve class crossing, isn’t it another kind of comfort?

She likes her current family, likes...

She wants everyone to live a better life, at least they don’t have to worry about food and drink anymore.

She wants to experience the scenery at a higher place as mentioned by Tian Fengchun.

She wanted to create a beautiful future with Fan Yanxing, instead of using him with ulterior motives.

She liked Fan Yanxing.

Although she didn't want to admit it, who could control feelings? She was the one who approached him with ulterior motives, and she was the one who fell into depravity. She didn't even know when she started to fall in love with him. When she vaguely realized this, she was already deeply involved. Exhaling lightly

, Liang Qingqing closed the book, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she looked forward to the arrival of Sunday more and more.

Perhaps it was because of the expectation in her heart that time passed extra slowly. After finally making it to Sunday, Liang Qingqing got up on time and combed two fluffy braids for herself in front of the mirror on the table. It was rustic, but it was more in line with the aesthetics of this era.

After finishing everything, Liang Qingqing would sit on a chair for a while from time to time, and would go out and stand in the corridor to look downstairs from time to time. Even her roommate could see her eagerness and couldn't help but make a joke.

Liang Qingqing's ears turned red, and she finally stopped running back and forth. She sat down on the chair steadily until the dormitory manager called out from downstairs, "Liang Qingqing from dormitory 312, someone is looking for you downstairs."

Upon hearing this, Liang Qingqing took her small shoulder bag and trotted out. She first stood in the corridor and looked downstairs. She happened to meet those familiar deep eyes. When he saw her, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Liang Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she pretended to calmly look away, but in fact she quickened her pace and ran downstairs. The crisp sound of her small leather shoes on the stairs inadvertently exposed the owner's true feelings.

As soon as she got to the first floor, she saw several girls who lived on this floor leaning against the door to look at Fan Yanxing, their eyes almost glued to him. Fortunately, Fan Yanxing didn't notice at all, but just smiled at her like a fool.

Seeing this, Liang Qingqing's frown slowly relaxed, and she walked a few steps forward to him, blocking the vague sight of those people, and said with a smile: "Let's go."

"Okay." Fan Yanxing nodded, and followed Liang Qingqing out happily.

Although the two of them didn't do anything particularly intimate, the atmosphere around them was so good that everyone could see that they were dating, so those who knew they were interested naturally lost interest and turned to do their own things.

Sunday is a statutory holiday stipulated by the state. There are many people on the street, and there are countless bicycles coming and going. The level of prosperity and bustle is not comparable to that of Fujin County.

Fan Yanxing had already asked people in advance where the best photo studio in the city was, so the two of them took the bus directly. When they got on the bus, there were no seats left. Liang Qingqing found a corner to stand, and he stood in front of her, blocking the crowded crowd.

Their eyes met in the noise, and no one moved away for a long time, as if to make up for the time they had been apart. He lowered his eyes, which were filled with bright stars, and a smile was clearly visible at the corners of his lips.

"Qingqing, do you remember what I said I would tell you when we met again?"

Her eyelashes trembled, and something came to her mind. She opened her thin lips and asked tentatively, "Why do you know the phone number of our dormitory?"

"Your memory is so good?" Fan Yanxing widened his eyes exaggeratedly.

Liang Qingqing rolled her eyes secretly, but a hint of helplessness and smile flashed in her eyes, "Hurry up and tell me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the car arrived at the station, and another group of people rushed up. Fan Yanxing directly stretched out his hands and supported her on both sides, holding her in his arms, and keeping a certain distance so that others could not find fault with her, and he could protect her just right.

"I have a junior high school classmate who is studying at the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University here, so I asked him to find out." Fan Yanxing answered while paying attention to the people around her and adjusting her movements appropriately to avoid being squeezed by others.

"Boy or girl?"

"Of course it's a boy!" As if afraid that she might have misunderstood, Fan Yanxing answered with certainty.

Liang Qingqing deliberately snorted: "Why didn't you say it then? And why did you save it until now?"

Seeing that she didn't believe him, Fan Yanxing's breathing became a little faster, and he hurriedly explained: "Isn't this just an excuse for you to miss me all the time? Qingqing, believe me, it really is a boy. No, let's go meet him now."

"So it's just an excuse for me to miss you all the time." Liang Qingqing repeated it, her eyebrows raised, not looking angry at all.

Seeing this, Fan Yanxing couldn't help guessing that this was a trap she had set up specifically to trick him, just waiting for him to jump in!

While he breathed a sigh of relief, his thin lips raised, a hint of a smile appeared, and he lowered his voice and said faintly: "Anyway, the goal has been achieved. Someone said last time that he missed me too."

She didn't think it was embarrassing to say those sweet words in that atmosphere at that time, but now that Fan Yanxing blurted them out in public, she felt goosebumps all over her body and wanted to cover his mouth. When it comes to being shameless

, she is no match for Fan Yanxing! She can only give in and beg for mercy, and then find a chance to "retaliate" later.

"Okay, okay, shut up." Liang Qingqing looked around and saw that no one noticed them, so she glared at Fan Yanxing fiercely, signaling him to stop.

Seeing that she was about to jump, Fan Yanxing pursed his lips and smiled, and didn't say anything else.

The bus swayed and finally arrived at the destination. The two got off the bus, asked passers-by, and walked for a while before they saw the sign of the photo studio. The two-story building had glass windows that were clean and shiny. From a distance, you could see that the inside was filled with all kinds of black and white photos.

When they entered the store, there were three or four people waiting inside. The young master of the photo studio asked them to find a seat and went to help the old master.

This photo studio is an old brand in the provincial capital. It is said that it has existed since the Republic of China. The masters' skills are practiced year after year. According to the words of later generations, as long as you take a photo here, you will most likely give them a five-star review when you take it back.

Listening to Fan Yanxing's introduction, Liang Qingqing thought of the photos that were just shown at the door. They were indeed well taken.

Her eyes fell on the busy shooting point not far away, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation. After all, no girl can refuse a good ID photo.

"Let's take a few more photos, and we can take photos every once in a while. We'll make an album and look at it when we're old."

What Fan Yanxing said was what Liang Qingqing was thinking. She nodded and added, "I want to take a separate photo."

"Of course. By the way, after we take the photos, let's go eat first and then go shopping."

"Buy what?" Liang Qingqing had just finished speaking when she saw Fan Yanxing giving her a strange look. His eyes were so hot that it made it seem as if she had asked some unforgivable question.

Liang Qingqing was full of questions, so she asked again, "What do you want to buy?"

"Of course, it's for our wedding! I mentioned it to you last time." Fan Yanxing crossed his arms over his chest, as if he was really angry. His chest was heaving violently. He had a stern face and turned his head away, so that she could only see one of his ears.

Seeing this, Liang Qingqing dared not admit that she had really forgotten. After thinking for a while, she remembered that when she first called him, Fan Yanxing seemed to have mentioned this matter, but she thought he would wait until she returned from the provincial capital to buy it, so she didn't take it too seriously.

Who knew it would be today!

Liang Qingqing reached out her hand and tugged at his shirt, and said softly, "Of course I remembered, but I didn't think of buying it today."

She wasn't lying, because the house wasn't built yet, and the wedding date wasn't agreed upon, so why did they need to prepare wedding supplies so early? Was Fan Yanxing too anxious?

Of course, she didn't dare to say this, because according to Fan Yanxing's personality, although he wouldn't really argue with her, he would definitely keep it in his heart, and then one day he would get back at her when he got the chance.

This guy was the most vindictive, and he always knew how to torment her so that she would remember.

Hearing Liang Qingqing's words, Fan Yanxing's expression eased a little. He turned his head to look at her again and told her his plan in an orderly manner: "The furniture should be made by a carpenter in advance, and the three major items should be prepared first, wedding clothes, pots and pans, and thirty-six legs..."

"Can't these be bought in the county?" If you buy them in the provincial capital, you have to transport them all the way back, which is very troublesome.

"But I want to give you the best."