Night, warm lights, lingering piano sound, Nordic fantasy.
The time for dinner has passed. Most of the people in this restaurant are regular customers, drinking a cup of coffee and listening to some music. Of course, it is not ruled out that people who come off work too late come to dine. The Nordic Fantasy Hotel is of high quality.
The restaurant is beautifully decorated, but the consumption in the restaurant is as civilian as possible. Therefore, in addition to some wealthy guests in the hotel, many ordinary white-collar workers with petty bourgeoisie will often come to sit, listen to slow music, and look out the glass window.
Cars and people coming and going, urban neon lights, relaxing the tired mood.
The pianists in this restaurant have always been of a very high standard, and a new one has come in these days, and they do not disappoint. She is a beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Compared with other experienced pianists, she is naturally a bit unfamiliar and unfamiliar.
It's not in place, but the sound of the piano played by this girl has a spirituality that many others don't have.
Young and hazy, her piano music has its own understanding and a sense of life. Listening to it makes people seem to be involuntarily recalling their past, the innocent and simple years, the young and ignorant love, the most precious and precious
Happy time, and every time I look at the girl's face focused on playing the piano, this feeling becomes stronger and stronger.
The simple ponytail, the pure outline under the bangs, the flawless cheeks in the gentle light, the slightly closed lips, and the delicate ten fingers dancing smoothly on the keys. Such a scene of Ning Xin made many ordinary people
People who like to look out the window can't help but cast their gazes. In the past few days, many people have privately asked the hotel about the girl's situation, but they have not received much information. They generally know that the girl is in high school.
, is currently studying in a work-study program, and she has a name that is very suitable for her: Ye Lingjing.
"Okay, okay, I will convey the publicity to my father. Mr. Wang is ready to go, so I won't go far." Near ten o'clock, the restaurant manager Zhang Jingfeng sent a guest out of the office, and the man waved his hand.
, took two steps, then turned back and said: "By the way, Mr. Zhang has a good sense. When I came in just now, I listened to the girl playing for a while. With her current temperament, if she can package our company
, there will definitely be no small achievements in the entertainment industry. I don’t know what this girl’s name is..."
"Oh, her name is Ye Lingjing, she is a work-study high school student, but... Mr. Wang, everyone is still aware of the muddy waters in the entertainment industry. Of course, I don't want to block people's way of making money, but I will put such a person
Isn’t it too..."
"Oh, I understand, I understand, Mr. Zhang, please rest assured... Okay, I'll take my leave now."
"Good to go."
When the man's figure disappeared around the corner of the counter not far away, a handsome man holding a wine glass came out next to him, with a vague smile on his face. He was another piano player in the restaurant, and he was also Zhang Jingfeng's.
College classmate and best friend named Chen Ke'an: "Oh... I don't even understand. He understands. Jingfeng, what does he understand? Do you understand that Xiao Lingjing is the girl you like?"
"Ke'an, you can drink as much as you want, but don't talk nonsense. I'm still just a high school student."
"Well, just don't talk nonsense, but it does happen after all, right?"
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. You can just do whatever you want..." Zhang Jingfeng shrugged helplessly, "By the way, I'll get off work soon. Please take care of things here."
"Get off work? You always wanted to be a workaholic before getting off work at ten o'clock?" Chen Ke'an's eyes widened, and then he laughed again, "I understand, I understand, you finally plan to launch an attack, right? At this time..."
"What are you talking about?"
"Find out the beauty's schedule, and then drive her home. Isn't that what you often did in college? Okay, okay, I understand and support you. But you have to think about some things clearly. Now is not the kind of thing you do in college.
I hope, this girl, you don’t have the attitude of just playing around and forgetting about it.”
"Screw you, I'm leaving first." Zhang Jingfeng waved his hand, turned to the side and left.
I picked up the car from the parking lot, calculated the time and drove out. As soon as I got on the road, I saw a girl coming out of the alley by the back door. She was holding a small bag in her hand. She was standing under the street light and gently stroking it, which was blown by the night wind.
Among the few pedestrians on the street, Zhang Jingfeng looked like a fresh little flower blooming quietly. Driving a silver-white high-end sports car past, Zhang Jingfeng tried his best to act casually: "Hi, Lingjing, it's time to get off work.
?”
"Ah, well, Manager Zhang, you are off work too." Lingjing smiled and nodded.
"You've done a great job these days. I guess it won't be long before all the people who come to the restaurant to drink coffee are your fans. By the way, are you going back to Sacred Heart College?"
"Um."
"Haha, I'm just on my way. Let me see you off. You shouldn't be able to wait for the bus at this time." Zhang Jingfeng said, and had already opened the door on the other side with a smile. However, the little beauty just shook her hand hurriedly, embarrassed.
He smiled and said: "Well, no, no, my classmate also stopped by to pick me up. We already agreed. The day before yesterday... well, he bought a new car a few days ago, haha..."
Zhang Jingfeng frowned slightly. There were many children from rich families in Sacred Heart College. According to Ye Lingjing's words, she had a close relationship with that classmate? A new car? A new sports car? On the surface, she would naturally not express any displeasure.
With a look on his face, he just smiled calmly and said: "Heh, forget it, I'll take a step forward and go to the surroundings to find some things to do. Maybe I can meet you. Goodbye."
"Goodbye." Lingjing waved her hand and said goodbye to him. Before the sports car started, a brand new bicycle came flying all the way. After a while, Zhang Jingfeng's expression when he looked in the rearview mirror was slightly distorted.
Looking back, I saw the bicycle parked next to Lingjing. The boy on it, who didn't look very outstanding, said a few words to Lingjing, and then he saw Lingjing smiling on his back.
After hammering it, I put my arm around the boy's waist and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.
Smiling slightly, the sports car accelerated instantly. Such an opponent... shouldn't be difficult to deal with...
They bought a bicycle and a TV on Lingjing's second day at work. However, because a 14-inch color TV was so expensive, Lingjing and Shasha felt distressed, so they only bought one bicycle every day.
After dinner, Jiaming took Lingjing to work by bike and picked her up at ten o'clock.
In fact, of course Lingjing can ride one herself, but both Lingjing and Shasha insist on letting Jiaming pick them up. The reason is that the romance novels they have read show that it is more effective for the hero to pick up the heroine every day.
On the other hand, under the influence of the rising unemployment rate, it is said that the level of public security has also declined. Although Lingjing can deal with one or two hooligans, who knows if there will be any accidents late at night.
I bought half a kilogram of sugar-roasted chestnuts that Shasha liked to eat at a street corner not far away. I sat in the back seat and ate two of them. Then I peeled one off and stuffed it into Jiaming's mouth. She walked through the city streets with a quiet, contented breath.
The cool breeze in my heart started to stir up the little mischief in my heart, and then I drove Jiaming to the back seat...
"Hey, hey, hey... look ahead, wow, do you have to shake me down?"
"I'm looking at it, hehe, it's so itchy. Jiaming, you did it on purpose. Put your hand up and touch it, ah... don't touch it, hehe..."
"I was touching you everywhere..." Jiaming, who was sitting in the back seat, naturally wouldn't admit it. "You kept swaying. If I didn't hold you, I would fall... You've never been itchy at home..."
"Haha, you hate it. If you touch me again, you will flip us both down...ah——"
Good things don't work, bad things happen. Before he finished speaking, the rickety bicycle fell down. Jia Ming held Ling Jing's waist to prevent them both from falling to the ground. After a moment, he said with a bitter smile: "
Stop it...you actually threw me..."
"Hmph...it's all your fault..."
Lingjing smiled and hit him, and then the two of them helped up the bicycle. This time, Jia Ming did not dare to tease her anymore, and held her waist in a polite manner. The bicycle shook a few more times, and finally started to drive steadily.
Lingjing smiled and said: "By the way, have you thought about the club that Shasha mentioned? I can't even think of what kind of interest club to set up."
"How did I know that there are so many clubs in the school now, and all the names are exhausted. If you have any normal interests, you have to join other people's clubs. I usually don't have many interests..."
"But you like computers very much."
"Well, forget it, but there is a computer club, and their skills are too poor, so I don't want to join."
"Hmph, stinky fart." Lingjing in front wrinkled her little nose, and then said, "Jia Ming, if we start saving money from now on, how long will it take to buy you a computer?"
"Eh? It's not necessary..."
"But Jiaming, you like it." Lingjing turned around and smiled, "I asked my classmates, it costs ten or twenty thousand, and I sold another anti-wolf spray in the past few days. My salary is eight hundred...
Ming, let’s get some money from our family first, right? How about saving up the money to buy a computer?”
Jiaming wanted to say that computers don't matter, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them and tightened the hand on Lingjing's waist. Lingjing moved back and leaned against Jiaming's body.
Neither spoke.
After a while, Lingjing saw a group of people walking in front of the road and suddenly became a little panicked and said, "It's not good." The bicycle turned in the direction and drove into a dark alley in the building next to the road.
.
"What's the matter?"
"The group in front are my classmates. It would be terrible if they saw you hugging me."
The two sneakily poked their heads out of the alley, watching the group of students in front of them whispering. After hearing Lingjing's reasons, Jiaming smiled: "It's nothing, I'm just riding a bicycle. You can say I'm
There are many reasons for meeting your friends on the road."
"Yes." Lingjing reacted and stuck out her tongue, "I'm too nervous."
Turning back to pick up the car, Jiaming frowned. A soft sound of "Hmm" came from the alley. He took out the flashlight and turned it on. Deep in the alley, he saw a man holding a dagger and holding down a man.