Chapter 121: 121 Sister Qing's Talent (1)

Chapter 121: 121 Sister Qing's Talent (1)

"Do you think he is just a small shop owner?"

Tang Yaxin chuckled lightly.

No, how could Xu Boyan be just a small shop owner?

Many people don't know, but she knows. Many people think that Xu Boyan is not worthy of Lu Qingyi, but she knows that Lu Qingyi is not worthy of Xu Boyan.

Xiao Yi asked back: "Isn't it?"

He doesn't think so alone, but many people think so.

"You will understand later." Tang Yaxin sighed lightly, "By the way, my name is Tang Yaxin."

Xiao Yi frowned, the name seemed a little familiar.

"Can you give me a candy in your hand?"

She lowered her eyes to look at the big white rabbit toffee in Xiao Yi's hand, her expression a little lonely.

Xu Boyan knew that Lu Qingyi liked to eat white rabbit toffee, but he never knew that Tang Yaxin also liked her.

She has liked it since she was a child. She had spoken to Xu Boyan more than once, but Xu Boyan never remembered it once.

I really don't like it, Tang Yaxin suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

"Give you."

Xiao Yi stuffed all the sugar in Tang Yaxin's hand, then turned his head and left.

He didn't like the taste of candy, but he missed the taste of white rabbit toffee.

Not because Lu Qingyi liked it, but because someone once gave him a big white rabbit toffee when he was most sad. The sugar was very sweet, which rekindled hope.

The memory is vague, he can't remember the outline, but he remembers that such a person once appeared in his life.

Tang Yaxin peeled off the icing and stuffed the toffee into her mouth. She suddenly laughed.

This is the taste she likes, Xu Boyan never knew, tears couldn't stop streaming from his eyes.

It's very uncomfortable.

The reason for moving to Jincheng from Kyoto was Xu Boyan, but the man's eyes never stayed on her.

Her persistence seemed really meaningless.

Thinking of her mother, Tang Yaxin once thought that she should give up, but she really couldn't bear it?

I like Xu Boyan for so long, saying that letting go is so easy to let go?

——

"Where do you plan to live tomorrow?"

Xu Boyan poured a glass of milk for Lu Qingyi, he asked softly.

At the party tonight, all the boarding students in the third year of high school will leave school tomorrow. Xu Boyan knew that the girl didn't want to go home.

"Back to town."

Lu Qingyi spoke without hesitation.

She may rarely come back after going to Kyoto, so she has to go back to see it.

Grandma's cemetery is still in the small town, and she wants to go back to remove the weeds.

"You go back to Kyoto first, I will come to look for you after the college entrance examination results come out."

If Xu Boxan didn't say anything, Lu Qingyi could also know that Xu Boxan was very busy. He might be here because of her.

She doesn't like to delay other people's things, even if Xu Boyan is willing.

"That's fine, remember to call me."

Xu Boyan shook his phone and said.

Quite want to be with the children.

"Then I will go back to the classroom first, and I will be back to the town early tomorrow morning, so I don't have to wait for me to eat breakfast."

Obviously, a single WeChat account can tell things clearly, and Lu Qingyi didn't know why he had to come and tell him in person.

Maybe, she just wanted to talk to Xu Boyan more and look at him more.

When Lu Qingyi returned to the classroom, the activities organized in the class had already begun.

"Sister Qing, where did you go?"

The table has been moved and placed on the edge of the classroom. There is a large open space in the middle. Luo Jiala landed Qingyi and sat down beside him.

They had been looking for Lu Qingyi just now, and they couldn't find her in a circle.

Lu Qingyi said, "I went to a small shop."

Luo Jia: "..."

Well, she ate another bowl of dog food.

"Classmates, three years is really short, and it passed in a flash. There is no banquet in the world. You have now finished the college entrance examination, and you have graduated. I hope you can all be admitted to your favorite university. Brocade."

Yang Liu stood on the podium, her voice a little choked, and many feelings were only revealed when they were about to part.

After getting along for so long, now it's about to be parted, she is very reluctant to bear it.

"Teacher, we can't bear you."

"Teacher, we don't want to graduate."

"I want to cry now."

"I thought there was still a long time, but I didn't expect that time is running out."

"Before graduating, I really wanted to graduate, but now I am particularly reluctant to graduate."

"..."

The emotions of the students were moved by Yang Liu.

Lu Qingyi didn't feel much, but felt noisy.

Next, some people performed talent, some performed skits, and some sang. Lu Qingyi leaned on a chair with headphones in his ears, and his expression was indifferent.

She was completely unmoved by the atmosphere in the classroom, and her whole body revealed a sense of carelessness.

"Sister Qing, I called you."

Luo Jia poked Lu Qingyi's arm and said.

Lu Qingyi's eyebrows moved, she took off the earphones carelessly, with doubts in her eyes.

"Sister Qing Qing."

"Sister Qing Qing."

"Sister Qing Qing."

"Sister Qing..."

One after another voice sounded, especially neat and loud.

Lu Qingyi: "???"

So, what happened?

"They asked you to go up and sing a song."

Luo Jia looked at Lu Qingyi's puzzled eyes, she reminded.

Lu Qingyi is in June, and the piano music is so great, shouldn't it be much worse than singing? They are all very curious about Lu Qingyi's singing.

"I will not."

Lu Qingyi raised her eyes lazily, and she refused without giving any face.

No, it's actually because of laziness.

Class 20 students: "..."

Can you not refuse so simply?

In fact, they don't believe that Lu Qingyi can't sing at all. In their minds, Lu Qingyi is versatile and omnipotent.

"It's okay, Sister Qing, can you just sing a few words casually?"

"Sister Qing, Sister Qing, we won't laugh at you."

"Sister Qing, Sister Qing, can you give me some face?"

"Come on, I'll give you some songs."

"Sister Qing..."

The students in Class 20 were not happy for a moment. They firmly believed that Lu Qingyi's singing was good, and even if it was not good, it would be no difference.

Lu Qingyi: "..."

"Qingyi, now you have graduated, you can sing a few words to satisfy their curiosity."

Yang Liu also felt a little helpless, she looked at Lu Qingyi and said.

Not to mention the classmates, she herself is quite curious, Lu Qingyi is like a treasure girl in her eyes.

"All right, what to sing?"

Lu Qingyi was a little helpless, she stood up unwillingly, and walked slowly to the podium.

She is not very emotional about singing, nor is she in a big mood.

"Let’s have a song "The Thief of Time", it's more suitable."

Jiang Yumeng adjusted the accompaniment, and she handed the microphone to Lu Qingyi.