022 Fever(1/2)
During the National Day holiday, a large number of tourists flocked to the big milk tea shops near IFS in Rongcheng were filled with them.
Especially for Internet celebrity stores like Heytea, you have to queue up several times.
Looking at the long queue outside the window, Gu Xiaoyan sat in the store and slowly sipped a cup of red grapefruit tea with ice.
"Jia Jia, do you think those people holding teacups to take pictures are stupid?"
"Well, so I only come with you every time."
Zhou Jia held a cup of Sanwu Hot Milk Tea without sugar, pearls and coconut fruits, slowly brushed Zhihu, taking a sip from time to time.
Gu Xiaoyan looked up at Zhou Jia opposite him, wondering how she could keep her gentle and quiet like a cat in a noisy place.
"Ah Yeh!"
Gu Xiaoyan suddenly shivered.
The store is still air conditioning on National Day, so I would have known that there would be no ice added.
"I feel like Jiajia, you are so Buddhist. Are there any arrangements for National Day?"
"You are, why didn't you go to find Lin Xiaoxian during the holiday?"
"Um..."
Gu Xiaoyan whispered a lot and lay on the table in a little depressed manner.
"Every time I look for him, and I played games yesterday. I didn't take the initiative at all and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore."
Gu Xiaoyan sighed quietly, and then suddenly held Zhou Jia's hand nervously:
"Jia Jia, do you think he has a girlfriend in secret?"
"Cough! Cough!"
Zhou Jia choked and looked at Gu Xiaoyan in shock:
"Isn't his girlfriend the one you?"
Gu Xiaoyan was also shocked:
"Who did you hear?"
"No, no, almost the whole class knows this."
After Zhou Jia finished speaking, she corrected her, but it seemed that she was not the whole class.
About 70%.
"That's how..."
Gu Xiaoyan scratched her head in confusion, it turned out that there were such rumors in the class.
"Actually it's a scandal. He and I are good friends. As for whether he has any thoughts on that aspect..."
Gu Xiaoyan fell silent as she spoke.
How does Lin Xiaoxian view himself?
He said he didn't care about himself. Since childhood, he was the one he cared about the most besides his sister.
But he is very concerned about himself, he is always so close to another girl.
Gu Xiaoyan bit the straw and was worried about gains and losses.
Anyway, no matter what, she cannot take the initiative to express her feelings.
If it fails, wouldn’t it be impossible for childhood sweethearts to be able to do it?
"Jia Jia, what do you think?"
"I..."
Zhou Jia looked up: "I think the main task of students is to study."
She was sure that she was not interested in love, otherwise Zhou Jia would not have even looked at the love letters given to her by her male classmates before.
"Ah Yeh!"
Gu Xiaoyan sneezes again.
"No, Jia Jia, I'm a little cold, I'll go back first. The weather will be warmer tomorrow before making an appointment."
"Where is supper? Didn't your parents go on a trip?"
"It's okay, I have dumplings at home."
"Okay, I'm going to the bookstore."
The two broke up, and Zhou Jia went to her "vacation holy place" as always.
......
"Boss, two rice balls, and a bottle of mango milk."
"Okay, do you have any members to scan?"
"have."
After buying food at a convenience store, Zhou Jia came to the "Fangsu" with a light leather schoolbag.
"Fangsuo" is a very stylish bookstore, located on the basement floor, which is a bit similar to a bookstore like "Yanjiyou".
The interior design is very chic, with fresh and elegant wood grain and bright and soft lighting making it very comfortable.
This is Zhou Jia's holy land.
During holidays, she stayed for most of the day, often forgot to eat and sleep.
Zhou Jia herself has a little anemia and even fainted in a bookstore.
So since then, she would bring some rice balls and bread every time she came.
The Fangsuo Bookstore during National Day is more lively than usual.
But most of them are not reading books, they are just coming to travel or check out the literary and artistic products in the store.
Whether it is a paper media or a paper book, it has been eliminated by the times.
There are not many young people who come to bookstores to read books on holidays.
Zhou Jia is one of them.
But what she didn't expect was that Lin Xiaoxian was actually another one.
"Oh, Sister Zhou, what a coincidence." Lin Xiaoxian scratched her head and smiled awkwardly.
"What are you doing here?"
Zhou Jia spoke, then asked in surprise: "You can't read a book, are you?"
Lin Xiaoxian was speechless at that time.
Am I that not like a book reader?
"I'm here to buy information books."
"Oh, you lost your previous play?"
“…”
Lin Xiaoxian felt that Zhou Jia had too deep a stereotype about herself.
"It's not that I lost it, I bought a new one."
He shook a book called "Writing Skills" in his hand.
"I want to improve my writing..."
Zhou Jia herself has a good appearance, but unfortunately she always has a little facial paralysis.
Because she always looks like she can't be interested in anything, her eyes lack spirit and she is tired at any time.
But if someone talks to her about learning, she will not be sleepy.
So Zhou Jia took Lin Xiaoxian's "Writing Skills", put it back on the bookshelf, and found a new book "Composition Materials Special Issue".
"If you choose a composition material book, you should choose high-quality, big-name, and fresh ones. You can see this book as good as the catalogue. The first chapter is..."
Zhou Jia held the book and began to explain it seriously.
Lin Xiaoxian felt mixed feelings in an instant.
Although I was moved by Zhou Jia's earnest teachings.
But what the two of them said was not the same thing.
If you tell Zhou Jia at this time that you are writing "The Emperor of the World" and want to buy a book about novels, wouldn't it be appropriate?
Lin Xiaoxian looked at the study committee member with a focused look and explained it to himself with great care. It was really hard to explain.
Looking at those bright eyes, I can't bear it.
"Lin Xiaoxian, have you listened to me?"
To be continued...