Carry the handle and tell me not to leave after school

"How to do."

Xiao Yin wrapped his hands in the palm of his hand, took a step forward, and leaned close to his ear, "I don't want you to help her at all."

The scorching breath brushed against Hang Yiwei's ears, and a burst of numbness spread from the ears to the whole body, from head to toe.

Hang Yiwei stepped back suddenly as if he had been scalded, and a sense of panic flooded him like an overwhelming feeling.

"Hang Hang!" Zhao Xianxian rushed over just in time, pushed Hang Yiwei inside, then looked at Xiao Yin apologetically, "Let's talk later."

Xiao Yin glanced at her, then walked towards Lin Fengya with long legs.

Zhao Xianxian shuddered when he saw that gaze, why was that gaze so terrifying.

Hang Yiwei failed in acting.

He is so absent-minded that he is always out of shape.Fortunately, the protagonist of this story is not the mother, but the son and father played by Qiao Zhuo. Qiao Zhuo usually doesn’t know what to do, but it’s rare for him to be in a good state when he is asked to act. The classmates who originally watched it as a joke watched the whole performance , when the song "The Past Follows the Wind" was played as the ending music, everyone in the classroom fell silent.

The first person to applaud was Liu Hong.

She and Shen Xuechu stood in the corner and watched the whole performance.No matter from which aspect, this is definitely a good script and a good program.

There are always many accidents in life, and one accident can change a life.Under the changed atmosphere of Christmas on this day, the four people who originally had a set of life templates embarked on four different paths.

Hang Yiwei retreated from the field, reached out and took off the hairpin and threw it directly to Zhao Xianxian.

"Hang Hang, I saw Teacher Liu, she really came to see our performance!" Zhao Xianxian jumped twice excitedly.

Hang Yiwei hummed, "Hurry up and comfort Da Qiao, he is crying."

He pushed Zhao Xianxian towards Qiao Zhuo.

Qiao Zhuo immediately yelled, "Brother Hang, I didn't cry!"

Hang Yiwei didn't have time to pay attention to him, he saw Xiao Yin sitting beside Lin Fengya, he hurriedly thought about it.But Lin Fengya sat with the microphone and began to say, "Student Xiao Yin said just now that he came to sing a song to enliven everyone's atmosphere. We welcome him with applause."

Lin Fengya didn't discuss with anyone at all, and let Xiao Yin join the team directly.

Fortunately, Xiao Yin is good-looking and a top student, so the girls in the two classes have no objection to this.The boys were not stingy to object, so they could only watch helplessly as Xiao Yin took the microphone and walked up.

"I wasted everyone's time." Xiao Yin leaned over slightly as an apology.

Hang Yiwei stopped on the spot and looked at Xiao Yin who was standing in the middle. He half-closed his eyes intently and sang silently amidst the noise of the crowd.

'Whenever I hear melancholic music

A wound that brings back memories...'

At the age of 16, he heard Xiao Yin sing Zhang Xinzhe's faith; his voice was deep and pleasant.

In the most tumultuous youth, surrounded by all the lovely and innocent classmates, he looked at him with narrow eyes and sang earnestly and intently.

'how clear i love you

what a strong faith

how warm i love you

what a brave force'

Teenage age, do you know what is 'I love you'?

Hang Yiwei frowned tightly, and finished singing a song after listening to him; all the girls below were shouting how handsome, and some secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures of Xiao Yin.Shen Xuechu and the others turned a blind eye when they saw them taking out their mobile phones. Everyone who has been here knows that such a good time will be lost once.

Enjoy it.

Xiao Yin returned the microphone to Lin Fengya, then walked towards Hang Yiwei, "Going out to play?"

He is like a person who has nothing to do, and he no longer has the concentration of singing.No one will know that many years later, the person who sang the faith once again sang this song, and burst into tears instantly.

Hang Yiwei hesitated, "I'm going to help my mother look after the stall."

He can leave early tonight, so he wants to help Hang Ma early.

"Then I'll go with you." Xiao Yin put his arm around his shoulder.

Hang Yiwei was slightly stunned, "Why are you going with me? My mother just opened a barbecue stall, a food stall, and there is no place for you to stand there." Xiao Yin went, and Hang's mother still had to take care of him.

Xiao Yin rubbed his hair, "I despise me so much."

"There's really no place for you to stand."

Xiao Yin continued to rub his hair.

"Go and play by yourself, I'm really busy." Hang Yiwei pulled his hand down, "Wait, I have something for you."

He turned around and went back, ran to his desk and took out a white bag after digging for a long time.He ran back with the bag and handed the things directly to Xiao Yin, "Christmas presents."