The Era of Hard Work

On May 1st, a traditional holiday, all universities are closed. Since the holiday is only three days, most people don't go home. Song Na's parents are in the shop in the south, so there is no need to go back.

After seven o'clock in the morning, after running three laps on the playground and doing aerobics, and having a simple breakfast, Song Na went back to the dormitory to change her sports clothes, went to the bathroom to wash up, and came out to open her closet. When choosing clothes, most of the roommates were sleeping soundly, so she tried to be as light as possible.

Huang Juan stuck her head out from the upper bunk and asked softly, Song Na, it's so early.

Song Na whispered: I have something to go out today, so I got up early for the meeting.

Well, I heard you said it. Huang Juan stretched her waist and yawned: Going on a date.

Song Na corrected: It's a class reunion.

Huang Juan rolled her eyes: I said, you just need to be clear.

Show what? Song Na glared at her: Is there anything to show?

Huang Juan made a surrender form: Good! Good! Good! You are just pure classmates, friends and partners!

Song Na changed her clothes and took off her sports bra. Huang Juan tilted her head and looked at her: Look, you wear it next to your body all day long, and it's still sandwiched in the middle. I'm afraid it will fall off?

You can chatter! Song Na quickly put on her clothes: Aunt Huang!

In the dormitory, she and Huang Juan had the best relationship, and they had no scruples in speaking, and often joked.

Huang Juan climbed down from the upper bunk and went to the bathroom to wash up: Song Na, just keep your ears to yourself. It looks like it's the food in your bowl. Someone might snatch it away someday.

Song Na didn't answer, took out a brand new dress, put it on slowly, picked up a comb to comb her hair, and tied a short ponytail on the hair that fell to her shoulders.

At some point, Huang Juan came out of the bathroom, leaned on the door of the dormitory and stared at Song Na: She is good-looking, has a good figure, and has no other shortcomings except black spots. He doesn't want it, and some people want it. Listen Said that there was someone waiting to send you flowers under the dormitory yesterday?

Song Na ignored her and turned to the mirror to look at her clothes.

Huang Juan came over, snatched her mirror, walked around Song Na, and said, We all practice sports, why are you in such a good figure?

Song Na made a face at her: This is called a natural advantage! You can understand it this way. I have had a bad life since I was a child. I have to work and eat poorly. I have been thin since I was a child.

Huang Juan glanced at her chest and buttocks: The place that should have grown flesh has grown. She asked, When did you buy this dress, why don't I know?

When I went to Quannan to buy goods. Song Na smiled.

Huang Juan said: The vision has improved.

Song Na picked up the electronic watch by the bed, took a look at it, put on her shoes, took out a beige sun hat from the cupboard, and said, I'm leaving.

Huang Juan said angrily, I wish you a happy Labor Day.

Song Na put a small black bag on her back, went downstairs with a sun hat, put it on before leaving the dormitory, and walked towards the school gate.

In the green photos of May, the sun came out and the temperature quickly approached 30 degrees. On the university campus, girls began to bloom their own charms, wearing all kinds of summer clothes to create the most beautiful season.

Walking a short distance to the south, I came to a small square. The temporary market was deserted, and there were not many stalls selling things. The industry and commerce and the joint law enforcement brigade issued a notice. During the holidays, all merchants who set up stalls will be relocated to the newly completed north of the Physical Education College. Inside the greenhouse market.

Passing by the video hall and tape store in Erjiao, there is music playing.

Put your heart, my heart, on a string, a clover, and a concentric circle. Let all the calls that look forward to the future, be a companion while you are young, and don't let the young grow older and more lonely...

Song Na took a look, waved to the busy Jiao Sanhei, and turned her head into her cozy warehouse.

Dad, Mom. Song Na looked at the shelves next to each other, and said to her parents who were eating: I have something to do today, and I may come here in the afternoon.

Lao Song looked at his daughter and asked, Nizi, do you want to go out?

Song Na said: Student reunion, go back to No. 1 Middle School to have a look.

The goods just bought two days ago are enough to sell this holiday.

Go, there are me and your mother in the store, so we can come here. Lao Song warned again: Don't drink outside.

Song Na went out: I don't drink.

Arriving at the Fat Sheep Hot Pot restaurant in the north of Burger King, Song Na stopped, and saw a tall and strong figure through the opened door.

The clothes he wears are very similar to hers. Is this a tacit understanding?

Because of the class reunion, Lu Dong was wearing a white T-shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers with black trim.

Lu Dong was talking to Xie Gong: After the data measurement, we can dismantle it today and put everything in the small courtyard of the house. He turned his head to look at the big bald man next to him: Xiao Shan, the key is in your hand. You have no other tasks, but to cooperate with Xie Gong and listen to Xie Gong's command.

Su Xiaoshan responded, Okay!

He moved closer, covered his mouth and said to Lu Dong, Boss, there is a pretty beauty outside the shop looking at you.

When Lu Dong turned to look, Song Na walked into the store, took off her hat and greeted Xie Gong and Su Xiaoshan.

Xie Gong rushed to Su Xiaoshan and several workers and said, Let's go to the second floor first.

These people listened to Xie Gong and immediately followed him to the second floor.

Song Na stretched out her hand and flicked her fingers, and flicked off a small white fur ball on Lu Dong's sleeve.

Lu Dong looked at Song Na, a little surprised and a little surprised.

I feel that today's Heidan is not the same as in the past.

The original bob head was tied into a small ponytail at the back of the head, and the two-to-eight long bangs were docile to the side of the face, revealing a smooth forehead, which looked gentle and intellectual.

Two slender sword eyebrows straight into the bangs, adding a bit of heroism.

The short white T-shirt just covers the waist of the trousers, and the more close-fitting design shows the curve of the bust and waist. The blue pencil jeans below highlight the long legs and hips.

Slim jeans and a white T-shirt, the vitality and beauty can be seen at a glance, and the straight legs are beautiful and dazzling.

Song Na didn't dare to ask other questions, but she dared to ask about the clothes: Is the clothes I chose by myself good-looking?

Lu Dong nodded: Looks good, you have really good eyesight.

Song Naxin said that this is a disguised boast of herself?

It's almost there. Song Na reminded: Let's go? Need to wait for Wenyue?

Lu Dong went to get the mobile phone on the table, stuffed it into his pocket, it was a little heavy: Wen Yue is home, let's go from home, don't worry about him.

After Song Na put on the sun hat, the two of them left the shop, went to the south and rode on Little Jialing, and rushed to the county seat.

Lu Dong reminded: Come closer to me in a while, and the road will be clean.

Song Na grabbed Lu Dong's waist with both hands, and hid her whole body behind his broad body.

In the university town, I don’t think that all the green trees are newly planted, and they haven’t grown up much, but outside the university town, with the increase of poplars and willows on the roadside, the white catkins flying all over the sky make people feel like they are in a dream.

Even with Lu Dong blocking it, a lot of white fluff still fell on Song Na's face.

She brushed it away lightly, and then looked at the dry ditch on both sides of the road, a thick layer had accumulated, as if the snow had just fallen.

Fortunately, I am used to it. At this time of year, the sky is full of catkins and catkins. Fortunately, I am not allergic, otherwise it would be difficult.

Lu Dong deliberately asked: Heidan, do you have the poetic feeling of being in a fairyland?

Song Na smiled: I have experienced too much since I was a child, and I don't feel it anymore.

Lu Dong opened his mouth and wanted to speak again, when a gust of wind blew over, white fluff floated into his mouth, forcing him to spit several times.

The motorcycle shook, and Song Na quickly hugged Lu Dong's waist: Steady!

Lu Dong stabilized the handlebar: It's okay, I can't fall with my skills.

En. Song Na responded, but did not speak.

At this moment, Lu Dong felt that there was a stove sticking to him behind him, and the burning made him restless, and he wanted to speak but dared not speak.

I am afraid that if I speak, the stove will run away.

The two of them tacitly kept silent, only the noise of Little Jialing's engine kept going.

Approaching the county town, there were many people on the road, Song Na withdrew her hand and grabbed Lu Dong's waist again.

Lu Dong wanted to talk all the time but didn't know what to say. He was usually eloquent, but he got stuck for a while.

What should I say at this time? Lu Dong recalled the TV movies he had watched.

Qingzhao No.1 Middle School has arrived.

On the gate made of brown marble, there is a handwriting of Mr. Zhongshu——Qingzhao County No. 1 Middle School!

The two iron doors at the door were closed tightly, and a small door was opened on the left. An old man in a security uniform was sitting by the door smoking a cigarette.

Lu Dong turned around and stopped.

Song Na got down from the back seat and said with a smile: Master, we are former graduates who came to the school to participate in the fraternity.

Li Wenyue and Yuan Jing had communicated with the school a long time ago. The school is closed today, and these students who have gone out of the No. 1 Middle School are allowed to visit.

These college students admitted to the university are likely to become well-known alumni of the school in the future.

Come in! Come in! The old man had a kind attitude and said with a smile: After graduation, I can still come back to visit often, not bad.

Lu Dong pushed the cart into the door, a little ashamed, since he came here last summer, this was the first time he had returned to Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School.

Ningxiu Town Central Middle School, where he was in junior high school, has never been to Ningxiu Town Central Middle School after graduation.

Probably in his heart, the only alma mater is Lujiacun Primary School.

After putting away the motorcycle, Lu Dong and Song Na headed north side by side.

Song Na is on the right and Lu Dong is on the left.

Lu Dong said as he walked, Wen Yue and the school borrowed it from the school on the first floor of the small cafeteria for our party use, and it must be cleaned up after use.

Song Na responded, It should.

The two turned around the teaching building and walked north along the asphalt road covered with holly on both sides. It was more than 100 meters from the teaching building to the small cafeteria. The family area was on the left and the big playground was on the right.

Song Na looked at the sandpit on the playground on the right: Do you still remember the first time we met?

Lu Dong thought about it carefully, it was too far away, and he couldn't remember it.

Song Na said bitterly: Heartless! The two got closer, and her slightly swaying left hand dangled against Lu Dong's right: I was training with a sponge mat, and you came to pick up footballs, right? I said, you are really dark, is your nickname Heidan? I said, how do you know my name is Heidan?

Speaking of this, Song Na laughed, very brightly: Lu Dong, it's great to know you.

How great it is to know Lu Dong, go to high school together, enjoy the wind and sun together, struggle and start a business together, and go back to school together.

What about the back?

He had one hand, and he just turned it around. Lu Dong didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to say.

If you don't say it, it's done.

Lu Dong grabbed the dangling hand on his right.

That was Song Na's hand.