Yang Wei: "..."
"Mom, I'm leaving now, goodbye!" She quickly pulled her hand back, slipped out, and closed the door behind her.
As Yang Wei stepped into the courtyard, she touched the back of her hand to her slightly flushed cheeks. She felt her mother was becoming increasingly unrestrained. Qi Xiaoyan's quality… Yang Wei seemed to remember something, and her cheeks burned even more.
After returning home, Yang Wei tried on the cheongsam, and it fit her perfectly. The next day, when she went to school, she showed a selfie to Teacher Zhou to see how it looked. Teacher Zhou had already rearranged the music; the melody was basically unchanged, and Yang Wei only needed to sing it in a modern style.
The two practiced a few times and felt pretty good about it. Teacher Zhou even predicted that the first-place prize would definitely belong to them. Yang Wei, however, showed absolutely no interest: "Do you really want that set of stationery?"
"But we still have toilet paper and soap!"
……All right.
As they came out of the music classroom, a group of students also came out of the classroom next door. Teacher Zhou closed the door, turned to Yang Wei and said, "See that? Last year's top ten campus singers will be performing 'Exams, To Hell!' What a powerful lineup!"
Yang Wei twitched her lips. The song choice was the real problem, wasn't it? The organizing committee actually approved it? She should have chosen "Sister Isn't Going to Work Tomorrow."
"I'm going to buy some water, what would you like to drink?" Liang Minghao, the champion of last year's top ten singers, generously offered to treat everyone to water.
"I want a Coke."
"Me too."
“me three”.
“me four”.
The students started lining up. Yang Wei's eyebrows twitched. Luckily, Teacher Yao wasn't here, otherwise she might have been furious.
When the top ten singers saw Yang Wei and Teacher Zhou coming over, they all greeted them. Teacher Zhou patted Gu Lei on the shoulder and said earnestly, "That's not how you use 'me three'."
Yang Wei: "..."
Please don't talk like that word actually exists.
In short, the sports meet kicked off amidst everyone's enthusiastic preparations. Yang Wei deliberately left home a little earlier that day, but when she went downstairs, she saw Qi Xiaoyan, whom she hadn't seen for several days. He was standing by the car, seemingly waiting for Yang Wei.
Yang Wei glanced at him in surprise and walked up to him: "Why are you here?"
Qi smiled and said, "That matter should be considered over, right?" Although it's still a hot topic on Weibo and people are digging into it on forums, it has nothing to do with him. Yang Wei nodded noncommittally and got into the car with him.
Qi Xiaoyan drove the car out of the residential area and glanced at the paper bag in Yang Wei's hand: "What's inside?"
"A cheongsam." Yang Wei said, taking it out to show him. "It's for the school sports meet today, for a performance."
Qi Xiaoyan's eyes flickered, and she turned her head to look at her: "What are you going to perform?"
"Zhou Xuan's 'Eternal Smile', I still need to get my hair done later."
Will you record a video?
"Probably."
Qi Xiaoyan turned away without saying anything more. After arriving at the school, he parked his car and called out to Yang Wei, who was about to get out, "Baby."
Yang Wei turned around in confusion, and Qi Xiaoyan leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
Yang Wei was completely dumbfounded. Qi Xiaoyan smiled slightly and said, "You look very beautiful today." Yang Wei glared at him awkwardly, then quickly jumped out of the car and practically fled.
After the opening ceremony of the sports meet, the stadium quickly became abuzz with excitement, the cheers almost drowning out the loudspeaker's announcements. Students not competing actively submitted their messages to the broadcasting station, and the host, caught up in the atmosphere, read his script with great enthusiasm—
Your figure is like the most beautiful cloud in the sky, a riot of reds, oranges, yellows, greens, cyans, blues, and violets. Your ponytail sways on the track like an accelerator. Ah, beautiful girl, the plump texture of your movements is more tempting than braised pork belly at noon. Our journey is to the stars and the sea; I'll be waiting for you at the end of the track, until we meet again. Submitted by Liang Minghao, Class 2, Grade 5.
Yang Wei: "..."
A short while later, the dean of students walked up to the stage, took the microphone from the announcer, and said, "Please do not write love poems up here, especially those that are completely nonsensical."
Yang Wei: "..."
After the morning's competition, several smaller events were held in the afternoon, followed by the much-anticipated party. Yang Wei had her hair done during lunch and was now waiting to go on stage with Teacher Zhou.
The party is open to parents; any parent who wants to attend can watch.
So Fang Chengran, representing Liang Minghao's parents, openly stood on the playground waiting for Yang Wei to come on stage. Many female teachers and parents were secretly observing her, and some of the bolder ones even made an excuse to chat with her. After seeing Yang Wei standing by the stage, Fang Chengran said something to the cousin of one of the students next to him, and then walked towards the stage.
Yang Wei was still reciting the lyrics when she saw Fang Chengran approaching. She showed a surprised expression and asked, "Fang Chengran, are you here to watch the performance too?"
"Hmm." Fang Chengran looked at her and nodded with a smile. "You look great in a cheongsam, and this hairstyle suits you very well too."
Yang Wei puffed out her cheeks and said to him, "Thank you."
Fang Chengran chuckled: "Are you nervous?"
A little.
Have you ever tried drawing the Chinese character "人" (ren, meaning person) on your palm?
Yang Wei couldn't help but chuckle: "I'm not a child."
Teacher Zhou, who had been listening to their conversation, finally couldn't help but ask, "And who is this...?"
“Liang Minghao’s uncle,” Yang Wei introduced. “This is Teacher Zhou, who teaches music.”
"Hello, Teacher Zhou." Fang Chengran smiled slightly at Teacher Zhou.
Teacher Zhou was stunned for a moment, his soul seemingly leaving his body: "Uncle, Uncle, hello."
Yang Wei: "..."
Fang Chengran: "..."
Fortunately, the host announced their program in time, and Yang Wei dragged Teacher Zhou onto the stage.
As the piano prelude began, Yang Wei's heart, which had been pounding with nervousness, inexplicably calmed down. She followed the rhythm and slowly sang into the microphone in front of her—
"The one I love has a smiling face; he once gave me the light of spring in late autumn."
Yang Wei's singing isn't exactly professional, but her voice is still very pleasant to listen to. Her cheongsam outfit further evokes the feeling of the 1940s and 50s.
After she finished singing the first line, the students in Class 2 of Grade 5 gave her a very enthusiastic round of applause, and some even whistled. Yang Wei was now completely relaxed, and the song went very smoothly without forgetting any lyrics. Near the end, the audience suddenly became noisy. Yang Wei followed their gaze and saw Fang Chengran walking up with a bouquet of roses.
This time, not only the students but also many teachers started whistling. Yang Wei was completely bewildered; she hadn't seen any flowers in his hand earlier, so where did they come from?
She felt a little flustered, but thankfully Fang Chengran only came up to present a bouquet of flowers and then left the stage. Liang Minghao had already taken a picture of the scene with his phone, intending to send it to his mother when he got back.
After the show ended, she received enthusiastic applause. Yang Wei, holding flowers, stood with Teacher Zhou, bowed to everyone, and then hurriedly left the stage.
Yang Wei walked up to Fang Chengran and said with lingering fear, "I was so scared just now."
Fang Chengran chuckled: "Do you think I would confess in public? Your show is great, and I'm dedicating myself to it."
Yang Wei glanced at him with a smirk, then turned and walked towards the teaching building: "I'm going to put out the flowers."
Teacher Zhou followed her to the office, looking enviously at the bouquet of red roses: "So beautiful."
Yang Wei thought for a moment, then untied the bouquet and gave half to Teacher Zhou: "The show is a performance by the two of us, so of course half of the flowers are for you too."
Teacher Zhou gave her a hug, touched: "I'll go and put the flowers in right away."
Yang Wei picked up a vase from the office, went to the restroom to get some water, and put the roses in it. She placed the vase on the table, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at the blooming roses, frowning. Wasn't she really looking forward to receiving such a beautiful bouquet? Why didn't she feel the excitement she had imagined?
She pursed her lips and walked out. When she arrived at the playground, the host was announcing: "Next up are last year's top ten campus singers, and their performance is 'Exams, To Hell!'"
The song title immediately resonated with the students, eliciting thunderous applause. Ten students then went on stage, and cheerful music began to play.
"Exams can go to hell! I want to go home and pursue my dreams!..."
The school doesn't allow long hair; it's considered incredibly unfashionable. They even told my parents, "Your child is terrible..."
Yang Wei: "..."
This was the first time she had heard this song, sung by a child's innocent voice, and she felt a... mysterious sense of emotion.
This song received the longest and most enthusiastic applause of the entire audience, and unsurprisingly, it won first place.
Fang Chengran also quietly recorded the entire program, intending to send it to his sister when he got back.
After the party ended, the students began cleaning up the venue. After cleaning, Yang Wei held a short meeting in the classroom, mainly to remind everyone to pay attention to safety and to arrive at school on time the next day.
Yang Wei got off work later than usual today, and when she left school, she found Fang Chengran still waiting outside the gate.
To make matters worse, Qi Xiaoyan's car was also outside.
The two of them stood in front of their cars, ignoring each other, like kings of two independent kingdoms.
Yang Wei was completely dumbfounded. What should she do?
The chubby security guard at the entrance was also in a state of extreme excitement. The Maserati and the Audi had met for the first time. Who would represent KFC? No, who would Teacher Yang choose?
"Baby."
"Yang Wei".
Upon seeing Yang Wei emerge, Qi Xiaoyan and Fang Chengran called out to her simultaneously. Yang Wei hesitated for a moment before walking towards Fang Chengran. Fang Chengran's lips curled into a smile, while Qi Xiaoyan's face darkened.
Yang Wei walked up to Fang Chengran and asked, "Is there something you need?"
Are you free tonight? Let's go out for dinner together.
"Um... I've been having classes every evening lately."
Fang Chengran's lips slowly curved into a straight line: "Then I'll take you home?"
"No need, Qi Xiaoyan is going the same way." She pursed her lips and looked at him with some difficulty. "Fang Chengran, like I told you last time, I feel that this is very unfair to you."
Fang Chengran looked at her for a while, then sighed and said, "I understand what you mean, but I won't give up until you agree to remarry him."
He finished speaking, got into his car, and the red Maserati sped away. Yang Wei watched it disappear, then turned and walked towards Qi Xiaoyan's car.
The Audi continued driving at a leisurely pace. Yang Wei turned her head to look at Qi Xiaoyan, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Are you in a good mood?"
"not bad."
Qi Xiaoyan's voice was as cold as ever, but Yang Wei detected a hint of amusement in it. She wrinkled her nose and said to him, "Show-off."
Qi Xiaoyan didn't say anything, but the corners of her mouth subtly curled up.
After arriving home, Qi Xiaoyan followed Yang Wei upstairs. Yang Wei changed into slippers and entered the living room, then habitually glanced towards the balcony before excitedly rushing over: "Juanjuan, come quick, the flowers are blooming!"
Several rosebuds that were originally just about to bloom have now blossomed, and the red dots scattered among the green leaves don't seem out of place at all; instead, they have a unique kind of beauty.
"It smells so good!" Yang Wei leaned in to smell it, then smiled at Qi Xiaoyan beside her. Qi Xiaoyan turned her head away and walked out, saying, "I'll go cook first."
Yang Wei watched his retreating figure, raised an eyebrow, took out her phone from her bag, and snapped a picture of the roses from the right angle. After uploading the picture to Weibo, she thought for a moment, edited a caption, and posted it along with the photo—
My beloved has so many treasures; he can bring me sunshine in the darkness.
Author's Note: Special thanks to: Little Jade Soup, the little angel who threw a landmine! Thank you, little angel, mwah! ?3?