Yingcheng's second-year high school entrance examination ends after the first class on the afternoon of the usual day.

Self-study and review that she had never given up was useful. Mu Xiangxian had almost never encountered difficult questions throughout the whole process. After handing over the last test paper, she could already estimate the score for her exam, and the final score should be a number that could satisfy her.

She sat in her seat slowly while packing her things while thinking, and could hear the sparse discussion in the classroom in her ears-

"What did you choose for XX's big question?"

"This time the question is really difficult, even harder than the end of last semester."

"Hi, what the hell is the English topic essay..."

The topic soon began to change with the return of the last few students who went to the bathroom-

"Hey, I passed by Class 2 on the way just now. The XX of their class told me that the weasel seemed to be called by the principal in the morning. When I came back, my face was smelly. It must be something happened."

“Huh?”

"well?"

"It's really worth it. Someone should come out to treat him. Relying on his age and relying on his old age, do you think that anyone has to buy his account?"

Amid the buzzing discussion, Mu Yao thought about being brought back to his senses by Gao Yan who stepped forward. He turned his head and saw several girls at the table describing the stuttering: "Mu Yao thought, go out to play later, do you have any place to go?"

She was stunned and was a little surprised: "Ask me?"

"Yes." The girls nodded, "If you have a place you want to go, we can give priority to your opinions."

Mu Yaoyao was silent for a moment, and a feeling that she couldn't even explain in her heart came out. After a while, she softened her eyes and curled the corners of her mouth, and glanced at them and the male and female classmates behind her: "No, I don't have anything to go, just listen to you."

Lin Long, a class committee member of the girls, couldn't help but snoop when he turned around and conveyed his opinions to the classmates, and felt that Mu Xiangyao's back in his sight looked very different from before.

She sat very straight, not like she suddenly became lazy some time ago and had to rely on something to tilt when she went anywhere. She also didn't look like she was sitting alone in her seat with her head down and no one paid attention to her when she was long hair floating in her memory.

She looked very colorful when she was lazy, but too rich colors were always aggressive. At that time, she was ridiculed and arrogant when she talked to people.

When she has long hair, her colors are much lighter, but the lighter colors can't help but look cold. At that time, she was always chilly, and it made people not feel confident to come forward to communicate and communicate.

Only at this point, the color temperature is just right.

Her mind was full of the careless gaze of the girl with short hair just now and the faint smile on her lips. Lin Long was confused for a while and quietly exchanged gazes with several friends around her. After a moment, she began to cover her mouth and point at each other and laughed.

Why are you blushing?

Didn't you blush too?

The exquisite and handsome appearance and a calm and gentle personality... I always feel that it is more like a vocabulary suitable for describing boys.

But why did I subconsciously jump out of my mind when I saw Mu Xiangxi?

****

The class brought Yingcheng's school bus. Mu Xiangxiang sat in the seat and held her head in one hand to watch the people playing around her. She hung her earphones on one side, and a gentle French song was drilled into her ears with the melody.

The weather is indeed very good, with high sky and light clouds, warm sunshine, heat penetrates the coldness of spring, and the vitality is like the group of young people in the car.

This is the first time Mu Xiangxiang made an appointment with his classmates after the spring outing and autumn outing in elementary school.

She was still not talking and couldn't get along with the group of classmates who could sing themselves without accompaniment. However, the atmosphere on the scene was different from the scene she had imagined that everyone might fall into an awkward scene because they had nothing to say.

In the quietness of the same corner, she couldn't even have the idea of ​​loneliness. She leaned against the glass windows that were sun-tanned by the sun. When she listened to the sounds, she seemed to have become hotter. She always felt that the taste of being dissolved in the collective seemed much better than before when she was alone.

The girls were talking about all kinds of things in the seats in front, from clothes, shoes and hats to skin care products, which were all things that Mu Yaoyao couldn't understand. In the past, when she heard these topics, she always wanted to try to stay away from the crowd as far as possible.

But now, that vulnerable self-esteem doesn't seem to be so easily hit.

The school bus passed through most of the city A and stopped outside the People's Square, which gathered crowds. This square is very special, because the buildings in the square are unique. The huge space in the square area, every grass and tree, all reflects the uniqueness of the building. This is a landmark building in City A. It has attracted the attention of the people of City A since its completion. It is as cold as the outside world. It also learned from various newspapers and magazines that it and its builders have won many architectural honors. Therefore, every time she passes by this area by bus, she always looks up and takes a few more glances to motivate herself, and in the future she will become a person who can create wealth for society by herself.

When she got off the car, she heard someone beside her ask Gao Yan: "Gao Yan, I remember this square was designed by your brother, right?"

Gao Yan replied: "Yes."

She couldn't help but look back at the sound source in surprise.

I saw the classmate who asked the question with envy: "Your brother is really amazing. He has achieved such great success at a young age. When my parents mentioned him at home, they all said that he was young and promising."

Gao Yan was in sight but she looked unhappy: "Don't mention him, let's go in quickly."

Hearing this, the amazing architect seemed to have a little disagreement in the family. Mu Xiangxiang thought about it for a moment. Lin Long, who was walking beside him, noticed her movements, and then leaned forward and explained in a low voice: "Gao Yan's brother immigrated to Country M a few years ago, and now he usually has little contact with his family."

Mu Xiangyao asked: "Do they have a bad relationship?"

"Actually not." Lin Long sighed, "It's mainly because of some ideological contradictions. His brother likes art very much. When he was in school, he also participated in various clubs to learn oil painting and other things. As a result, when he went to school, he wanted to continue taking the art academy. Gao Yan's parents insisted on not agreeing, so he forced him to go to B Country B to study finance for four years. After returning to China, he took him back to work in the company at home. Alas, his brother is not easy either."

Mu Yaoyao felt a little confused because she had a younger brother who didn’t like to study and music at home. Instead, she felt that her thinking was closer to Gao Yan’s parents. Compared to playing the piano, singing, painting and learning art, she hoped that her younger brother would be more stable, study hard, and study hard in the future to study a good job like finance, computers and other good jobs.

She then hesitated and replied: "...Learn art... His parents are also worried about the day and night, right?"

"Yes, so the old man is still too unable to keep up with the new era, and he is worried that there is no need to." Lin Long smiled and pointed to the building in front of him and said, "Then his brother was still thinking about his dream later, so he broke up with his family and went to M country to pursue art again. Look, isn't this the result of his pursuit of art?"

Mu Yaoyao was stunned when she heard this. She looked at the towering house not far away, thinking that building a house is not a serious job, what does it have to do with the artistic hobbies of singing, dancing, painting?

But because Gao Yan was present, it was difficult to ask. He could only wait for a group of students to get off the car and finally take out his cell phone.

Gao Yan took the people forward for a long time, and suddenly realized something was missing. When she looked back, she saw a short-haired girl pausing not far behind the crowd, staring at her phone with her head down and staring at her phone intently.

"Mu Xiang, what's wrong with you?" She shouted to the girl.

Then I saw the other party raise his head, his delicate face was in a daze, as if he had found some results outside the worldview on his mobile phone.

****

"My God..."

After passing the security check from the other end of the road, Lin Long looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed: "Aren't we just looking for a food exhibition and just walking around? Is the scale of this exhibition a bit too large...?"

People's Square, which is very lively on weekdays, has become more crowded during the event.

The building in the center is full of red silk. The red silk is pulled from the top of the building to the open space in front of the building gate. The red silk is written on it - "Warmly celebrate the successful convening of the 25th Asian International Food Fair."

There were people everywhere, stalls, cameras, and interview specialists from various TV stations walked hard in the crowd with microphones. The noise was mixed with many unknown languages ​​that were not English, and faces of different skin colors and different races were everywhere. The scene was so big that it was far beyond the expectations of many students who thought they were just here to participate in a food festival.

"Store around?" The male classmate who asked to come here looked like [Are you kidding]. "Sister, before coming, I told you that this is an Asian International Food Exhibition. Asian Alas, International Alas, are these two words superimposed together not enough? Many people from the next province came to participate in the event. Do you think it was just an ordinary A night market food street? "

In his incredible gaze, the friends nodded one after another. Even Mu Xiangxiang, who had been ecstatic from time to time after getting off the car, turned around and expressed with cold eyes, "Isn't it?"

The male classmate sighed in despair, turned around and walked to the front to lead the way: "Okay, let me meet you, the ignorant teenagers who don't care about the activities in this city."

The aroma of food became more and more intense after everyone stepped into the exhibition area. Mu Xiangxiang was touched by a photographer carrying a big machine and looked up. He saw that the camera with a large shoulder was marked with the logo of the domestic media giant XXTV.

The introduction sound in front slowly floated: "...This is the largest food exhibition in Asia. Food merchants around the world will come here to find orders. Do you know where the last session was held? Tokyo! The order amount was more than 3 billion US dollars in three days! The municipal government and several shopping malls in the city have taken a lot of effort to host this session. People's Square has approved the use, and many media live broadcast cars are guarding outside. Since last week, the streets have been full of foreigners from various countries who have come to prepare for the event in advance..."

In short, the central idea is just one meaning. The significance of this food fair is extraordinary and the scale is also extraordinary.

The current arrangement of the square is very interesting. The stalls are lined up around the towering buildings on the innermost side like semicircular annual rings. From the center of the square to the prime location on both sides of the inner side of the building gate, they are divided into large exhibition stalls. Most of these exhibition stalls are food, beverage and spices from domestic and internationally renowned brands. They are famous and well-known and are also the main project of the exhibition. Therefore, the crowds in front of the stalls are the highest, and the organizers will even take the initiative to recommend merchants and media from various countries to this place.

In the circle next to it, most of them are well-known domestic enterprises. Going further to the side, there are famous specialties in various provinces, urban and rural specialties... and so on. The ones placed at the outermost are the "ordinary food streets" that everyone comes to. The aroma of freshly fried and ready-made food is mostly uploaded from stalls that are as small as that of the golden area.

Almost every exhibition will have such a group of dreamers who will expose their food with the idea that it can be appreciated by buyers or media. However, this is purely a chance. After all, most of the merchants who come to the food exhibition do batch business, and few are willing to come into contact with fresh products. Moreover, the merchants and reporters have a precious time. How many of them can still have the energy to visit these snack stalls after visiting the hundreds of stalls in the inner circle?

Therefore, the only individual tourists who come in to join in will gather here to taste the food. Compared with the vastness of countless merchants who are throwing orders in the exhibition center, the busy stall owners here inevitably have a loneliness.

However, the young people who have been locked in the classroom every day since the start of school came for this. When the boys and girls saw the stalls filled with diners, their eyes were lit. They were as reserved as Gao Yan in the past, and they all took their own tasks to go to the party at the end of the stalls to buy octopus meatballs. This was the first time Mu Xiangya saw them so despised. For a moment, they felt that they were so stupid that they had positioned the image of these guys in their minds as unattainable.

She stood on the bench and looked at the rich children who were no different from the ordinary young people in Class 9 of No. 12 Middle School. She recalled the world about music lovers that she had learned about Lin Long’s words half an hour ago because of Lin Long’s words.

Someone in front of her asked loudly: "Think about it! Do you eat spicy mutton skewers?!"

She guarded the valuable wallets and backpacks left by the students at her hands without hesitation, and felt unprecedentedly relaxed, and at the same time, she replied loudly: "You want! Put more!"

As she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from a distance: "Huh? I wonder, why are you here? Is there no classes in the school today?"

"Dad?" Mu Xiangyan instantly recognized it. When he turned around, he saw his father standing not far away wearing a uniform apron at the exhibition. He had a mottled oil stain on his body and a full trash can in his hand. It seemed that he was about halfway through his busy work and he was temporarily throwing out the garbage.

"School was over early today..." Mu Xiangyao answered and saw his father's embarrassing look, and immediately stood up with heartache and wanted to help, "Dad? Why are you here too?"

When Mu's father saw his daughter worried about her appearance, he immediately laughed. He was about to answer that he had been granted permission to set up a stall here for the past few days. However, a flash of light flashed, and suddenly he saw a bustling crowd in the distance, and a few young people wearing the same school uniform as his daughter squeezed out with the food they had just bought.

Mu Xiangyao was about to collect the things she was guarding to help her father, but before she could get up, her father suddenly turned around and left with a drastic expression.

She was stunned by her father's abnormal change, and then she heard a few clear voices coming from the side: "Mu Xiangxiang--"

Mu Xiangyao turned his head, Gao Yan and the others had already finished their queues and ran back. Everyone gathered together very quickly, filling the entire table with all kinds of snacks and snacks, and they all smiled with sunshine on their faces.

"I'm starving to death, I'm starving to death!"

"Oh! Really, how come there are so many people!"

"The man in front of me is so stinking!"

"Mutton skewers, lamb skewers, lamb skewers!!! Add spicy in this box and not spicy in that box!"

Mu Xiangyao was stunned in these voices, her eyes turned away from the group of bright and beautiful young people, and slowly returned to the other side of her father's hurried departure.

She suddenly realized something, and at the same time, a lot flashed through her mind in an instant.

The stalemate of the junior high school classmates who were young and lying on his father's shoulders, the stalemate of the father who pretended to be walking in front of him, and the father never set foot on his campus after the first year of junior high school... many, many.

As soon as Mu's father left, his limp quickly attracted the attention of many people around him. Gao Yan, who was distributing mutton skewers, was also attracted to look at him. His eyes touched the embarrassed and panicked figure not far away, carrying a heavy object, and she was stunned: "Oh, why is that person--"

Mu Xiangyao suddenly stood up and shouted in that direction: "Dad!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gao Yan turned around to look at her blankly: "...ah?"

When Mu Dad heard the sound, his back froze and his footsteps became faster and faster. Mu Xiangyao simply put down his things and chased him and grabbed his arm: "Dad! I'm calling you, why are you leaving?"

Dad Mu turned his head slightly, and his eyes passed through the group of young people with surprised faces not far away. His face turned pale, his spine bowed deeper, and his eyes looked at his daughter almost with a prayer: "I want to... don't..."

Mu Xiangxiang looked at her father's panic and weak expression, and she suddenly laughed.

She took a few steps quickly, raised her hand to snatch the heavy trash can from her father's hand, and at the same time blocked her father, turned around and looked at her classmates at the table.

Taking a deep breath, your eyes slashed across the faces full of surprise, and your fingertips trembled slightly.

Then she pulled open the corner of her mouth and held her hand on her father's oil-stained shoulders, straightened her spine, opened her lips and opened her mouth—

"Everyone, get to know each other." A calm and clear voice slowly flowed out, "This is my dad."
Chapter completed!