The enthusiasm of the residents of the small town for the carnival was much higher than Jiang Wang expected.

The small celebrations in this mode have a foreign name, eat, drink and play, and the time and venue are set just right, which is really interesting for the local people who live a boring life.

Jiang Wang originally planned the publicity fund in advance, but after spending half of it, he found that there were already people vying for the flyers, and the hotline could not stop 24 hours a day.

No, in order to avoid stampede incidents, you need to have more security guards to guard against pickpockets and traffickers.

For the first time, the eldest brother felt the pain of making too much money, and ordered a factory he knew to print tickets temporarily.

Of course, relatives and friends will send a batch of tickets first, and each cooperative school will also send a batch of service teachers and family members.

Jiang Wang immediately rushed his assistant to buy a punch card. Once the number of people in the venue reached the limit, no one would be allowed to be released.

"Brother Jiang, isn't it?"

"Absolutely," the man took a deep breath, "we'd rather earn less."

When the venue was set up three days in advance and the circuit boards for tables and chairs were placed, many teachers from various schools came to see the situation in advance.

Jiang Wang is frank in his work, thinking of a win-win situation for all parties, and he specially greeted the multi-party school during the planning period.

Anyone who intends to purchase counseling books, set up an admissions consultation office, or arrange for students to come to volunteer at that time will arrange for a special person to receive services.

As he was busy, Jiang Wang seemed to sense a sight, and looked up to the other side amid the loud noise.

Ji Linqiu wore a loose black t-shirt with a silver chain hanging beside her collarbone, smiling lazily.

"Mr. Ji?" The big-tailed wolf smelled the smell, and walked over like a humanoid: "You are also here to inspect the work."

"I applied on my own initiative." Ji Linqiu was in a good mood and let him lead the walk together: "It's so lively, there are magicians and live bands."

Jiang Wang looked at the musician who was still trying out the bass guitar, and discovered very interesting details.

"Mr. Ji likes the band?"

"Well, listening to the live is very enjoyable, but I only have tapes and CDs, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes." Ji Linqiu took a sip of an iced cola and half-jokingly said, "If it wasn't for my identity as a teacher, I might have asked if I could go up and sing a couple of times. first."

Jiang Wang looked sideways: "Are you going to try it now?"

"Not today," Ji Linqiu said with a regretful expression: "It's not appropriate to have colleagues today and students after the launch."

Jiang Wang found that Ji Linqiu's personality and identity were too contradictory.

He is a perfect teacher.

Soft-spoken to the students, patient and soft-spoken, in school so that no one can fault it.

But the closer you get, the more you can see Ji Linqiu's rebelliousness.

It seems that something is fighting against it, even living in self-denial and double contradiction.

The former is not a hypocritical performance, and the latter is not a pretentious trend.

Both are very real, but they don't match.

Ji Linqiu knew that Jiang Wang was watching him, but strangely he did not evade him, as if he was happy to be seen by the other party.

Even if it is misunderstood.

"I have a suggestion." Ji Linqiu walked to the open space beside the fountain and leaned over to look at the site drawn by black tape: "What did you want to put here?"

"Performance area or popular science exhibition board." Jiang Wangsi thought: "The amusement items are already saturated, and putting too much on them will distract them."

"You can get a live abacus and mental arithmetic competition, as well as the memory of spelling words with prizes," Teacher Ji said casually: "Place three rows of tables and chairs, a host and a speaker, and stationery guidance books."

Jiang Wang hissed.

"Good guy, you are more ruthless than me."

"It's always been a matter of children hiding away and parents competing for comparisons, but they'll come to buy books and newspapers from you," Ji Linqiu said with emotion: "I happened to do two deals for my friend, but she hasn't recruited for the phonetic class. Manchu."

Jiang Wang heard the sound and nodded, ordered the secretary to do this, and continued to walk in with Ji Linqiu.

"Is there a situation, talking about friends?"

"What to talk about." Ji Linqiu shook the ice-blue soda can and said casually, "It's a junior sister who has helped me a lot before. She's getting married next year."

Jiang Wang was extremely disapproving of the old guys' method of urging marriage like animals, but he was vaguely anxious about Ji Linqiu.

He has absolutely no idea how such a good person in his previous life could end up alone, but it is best not to in this life.

"By the way, you're already twenty-six, have you talked about it?" The man tried his best to sound casual, and joked, "Don't you think about someone, and keep guarding yourself like a jade for that person."

The answer that Jiang Wang preset in his heart was nothing more than yes or no.

If it is, he has the responsibility to accompany the teacher out of the love and embrace the sunshine. Although it sounds strange to Youth Digest, he will definitely do it.

If not, there must be other stories behind it.

But Ji Linqiu didn't answer, and his emotions were pulled away.

His eyes became empty, as if Jiang Wang had accidentally opened a room that never existed. There were no walls or floors in it, both existence and nothingness.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes and opened his mouth.

"I do not know."

He is younger than Jiang Wang, but he rarely shows such a confused expression.

"I don't know what will happen to me."

"Maybe it will be irrelevant to anyone for the rest of your life."

Jiang Wang realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and was about to speak to ease, when Ji Linqiu laughed at himself.

"It's an outlier."

"Maybe you will never fall in love and get married in your life, who cares."

Jiang Wang was stunned in place, his mind was blank for a few seconds, and he quickly changed the subject, ready to take him to have a good meal.

"And you?"

"Me," the man touched his chin: "To be honest, I have been a soldier for many years, and you know that there is no way to fall in love in that environment."

"After coming out again, I have to settle down again, and I will be too busy with work." He laughed: "Our progress bars are about the same, and both are zero."

Ji Linqiu blinked: "I didn't expect it."

"I didn't expect anything?" Jiang Wang turned to look at him: "Don't make fun of me, I'm going to blush."

"No," Ji Linqiu frowned and smiled, "I just thought...you seem to have a lot of experience."

Actually never talked about it.

They agree amazingly in some ways, and it's even more relaxing to go for a kebab at night.

Don't get full marks in life, don't laugh at anyone.

On August 5th, the first Do Not Forget Carnival was officially held in Jinyue Plaza.

The whole city, adults and children, waited eagerly for two weeks, and as soon as the day came, the thousand flashes that could be collected with a ticket at the entrance were all gone. Hit and send.

This year, there is no Double Eleven and no Disney. Even if they are earning money, they have no desire to spend. It is rare to have a carnival and naturally they are willing to eat and play more.

Fast food stalls with various flavors are all in short supply, and almost everyone has a portion of freshly squeezed juices and creamy smoothies.

Some adults have never played many projects themselves, and they say that they are helping children to try their hands.

Jiang Wang smelled the messy smell of barbecue and juice in the air, and took Peng Xingwang around for a little while.

The venue is larger than he expected, and with the artificially set trail loops and functional partitions, it is no problem to stroll around all day.

Peng Xingwang greeted new and old friends all the way, as if all the children in the old city knew him.

Even a few junior high school students deliberately stopped to chat with him, and then waved goodbye.

The children also liked such a lively place very much. They kept looking around, and even took a photo with Jiang Wang in front of the tulip flower wall.

Then turned a corner and saw the abacus mental arithmetic concentration camp.

One group of children miserably counted four-digit by four-digit numbers on the spot, while the other group memorized words miserably on the spot.

At the same time, they are accompanied by parents who are behind the scenes.

The host next to him shouted as hard as he had drank ten cans of Red Bull.

"Come on! The first child will receive a super invincible luxury gift package - a full package of life-long tutoring books! Half-price discount for the advanced class of the phonetic alphabet quick calculation entrance examination!!"

Peng Xingwang shuddered.

"I don't remember this project!"

"Your teacher Ji said," Jiang Wang said slowly, "Yes."

Peng Xingwang took a long breath and tried to back away when he received the resentful eyes from his classmates.

"Big brother," he said with difficulty, "then I'm... I'm embarrassed by you."

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and hit his head three times in a row: "Again! Misuse! Idioms!"

"Pain Pain Pain!"

He only played with Peng Xingwang for less than 20 minutes, and let the children and friends go crazy together, and dealt with the on-site problems of various middle schools by himself.

Why is this stall robbing the place of that one, and some parents are wandering around and suddenly find that the mistress is on a date with other men, or the children are scattered and crying.

While busy, still remember to visit Peng Jiahui's stall.

- The business is really not very good.

Although cotton candy is vulgar, it is still prosperous after 20 years.

"Come and try it! Eat slowly!" Peng Jiahui is much more cheerful than before: "Thanks to my practice for more than a week in advance, otherwise I can't take care of my hands and feet now."

Jiang Wang took his gift naturally, took a big bite and looked at the team behind.

A child next to him protested dissatisfiedly: "Why did he jump in the queue! You clearly said that you are not allowed to jump in the queue!"

The parents hurriedly took the cub back: "What are you yelling about, he is the boss, and the whole square belongs to him."

In an instant, more than a dozen children all looked at Jiang Wang like watching idols.

Peng Jiahui was busy with his hands, but he was still distracted and chatting with him.

"Well, brother, can I take a day off this afternoon or tomorrow afternoon?"

On the surface, Jiang Wang disliked the sweetness of this stuff, but in fact he ate half of it after two or three bites, and said casually, "Please, please."

"I finally made some money. I want to take Xingwang to the carnival and play with him more." Peng Jiahui's expression was cramped: "You know, I used to be really bad to this kid..."

"It's really okay," Jiang Wang said sternly, "This booth is yours, and the machine is yours. You can play as long as you want. I'm not busy these two days. You can let the child go back to sleep for two days."

Peng Jiahui nodded again and again, smiling happily.

He's still addicted to alcohol, after all, it's an inescapable physiological response.

But once you taste the sweetness of being sober, people will not look back.

That night, the carnival was held until nine o'clock in the evening, and the security guards urged and urged people to disperse reluctantly.

The cleaners swarmed to clean up the place, and the small trucks drove over to replenish the flower and tree bonsai.

Jiang Wang stayed in the square and didn't leave, eating half a box of fried rice.

He did not take away the bulk of the profits, but only charged a token booth fee.

Compared with the endless accumulation of money, it seems that the city is bustling, happy, and more comfortable than imagined.

Rarely happy, very good.

When Ji Linqiu received the call, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"Isn't it?" He was still writing a lesson plan with his phone in his hand: "Brother Jiang, are you still inviting me out at this point?"

"You're not coming." Jiang Wang said lazily: "If you miss it, there will be no more."

"Okay, see you where?"

"square."

Ji Linqiu put the pen on the cover, and casually put on a coat and went out to call a car.

The square is still brightly lit.

Dozens of workers were checking the payment slips and checking the plug-in lines, and many street vendors also came over to replenish and pack up after a short break.

"Find me when the excitement is over." Ji Linqiu pretended to be a pity.

"I'm going to find you after I'm gone." Jiang Wang back pointed to the distant table: "Let's go up and play."

The guitar and microphone are all there, and you can sing whatever you like.

Ji Linqiu didn't even plan to be a singer.

He just likes things that many ordinary people would never do.

He looked at the empty high platform for a while, it was dark and there was no light, and the people nearby were busy with loading and unloading, and no one would look.

"it is good."

Ji Linqiu is not a twisted person.

He strode up the steps with his long legs, took a sound test with his guitar, and sat in a high chair watching the nearly empty audience.

"What do you sing?" Jiang Wang raised his head to look at him: "Didn't Jay Chou release a new album, it seems to be called Qilixiang?"

"You're quite trendy." Ji Linqiu smiled, bowed his head and plucked the strings: "I wrote a song, you can listen to it."

Jiang Wang laughed and looked at him carefully.

"Don't say how long you will live, lest you live up to your years again."

"People are chatting and sticking to each other, letting the bone broth gurgle."

"And my soul is too far away, like the moon floating on water."

"Emotions were wasted again, and I suddenly forgot all about it."

The sound of the strings was clear and clean, and the hoarse voice was low and gentle.

Ji Linqiu played a very simple melody, and the sound of a few chords was very light, making him feel like he was singing a cappella.

For the first time, he sat in the empty night and sang, facing the empty distance, facing the roaring cicadas.

"Sometimes I think, when everyone closes their eyes and falls asleep,"

"Are the places that hurt quietly all the same shape?"

"I want to hug hard, the place where my heart is refrigerated."

"I was apprehensive again, afraid of seeing the dawn."

Ji Linqiu opened his eyes, his long eyelashes seemed to be flooding.

"All choices are reweaving memories into a web of redemption,"

"Maybe one more step forward, and there is no need to flee."

He paused for a long time after singing, then put the guitar back in its place, set up the chair, and walked down slowly.

"It didn't feel like it at first," Ji Linqiu covered his face with the back of his hand: "I'm still a little embarrassed."

Jiang Wang was still looking up, as if looking at a rare place he would never go up to.

"I don't even have to open my mouth on KTV," the man stretched his back. "Insufficiency of tone, I don't have such good conditions as you."

They seemed to have made an appointment to take a walk together for a while, and no one suggested that they would walk slowly along the edge of the square.

Jiang Wang was too lazy to think about the topic, and Ji Linqiu didn't speak.

After walking for almost ten minutes, Ji Linqiu looked at him again.

"How did you sing?"

"It sounds good." Jiang Wang said sincerely: "The voice is good, with a long tail, and it's very comfortable to hear. I won't praise it any more."

Ji Linqiu glanced at him and continued to walk forward with his pocket in his pocket.

After a few steps, he asked again.

"What about the words? How are they written?"

"You're quite narcissistic." Jiang Wang couldn't help teasing him, but he gave him a good review seriously.

"Although there's nothing romantic about it, it's very comfortable to hear, and I like it very much."

Ji Linqiu seemed to have received an incredible evaluation, and looked at his expression carefully.

"real?"

"I really like it." Jiang Wang waved his hand: "I will be embarrassed if you praise me any more. Let me go."

Jiang Wang walked beside Ji Linqiu, feeling that this guy is also a philosophical person.

He said that Xiao Yang Kai has always liked philosophy. From the time it snowed and blossomed to the age of getting married and having children, he could always sigh with emotion on a lot of things.

But Teacher Ji's philosophy was inexplicably good for a while.

He loves it.

The next day the carnival opened on time, and the flow of people exploded even more than the first day, so much so that Jiang Wang had to call another team of security guards to patrol around to prevent anyone from getting in through the gaps in the fence.

This small city usually makes a quiet noise as if all the young people and children are running out, how come so many activities are popping up?

Ji Linqiu had a meeting and training during the day, but he never came to play.

Peng Xingwang tiptoed to a high place to search again and again, and finally got a little frustrated.

But the child can always think of a way. He deliberately selected several books that adults like, and carefully wrapped the grilled ostrich skewers and crispy fried cod sticks in paper, and asked Jiang Wang to send them to the teacher.

Jiang Wang worked too much and was so tired that he simply threw it to the assistant secretary to handle it himself, and took another takeaway for his children.

Before left, remembered something, and went to the side of the plum cake and asked for a large portion.

The peddler actually recognized him: "You! Aren't you the one!"

The assistant was afraid that the hawker would be pulling Jiang Wang's fortune-telling, and like a bodyguard, he was about to reach out to stop him.

"I still owe you three bags of small cakes! You wait for me to bake it for you!"

Peng Xingwang was about to take him all the way to the car. Hearing this, he asked curiously, "Why three bags?"

"Brother, besides giving me food, who else do you want to give?"

Children are still very wary of someone competing for favor.

Jiang Wang didn't bother to explain, so he reached out to pick it up after they finished baking, and tasted a few while it was still hot.

"No need to send it, I'm leaving."

Peng Xingwang snorted, but he didn't respond a bit.

"Eh?? Wasn't this bought for me??"

"You brought pocket money." Big brother didn't think there was any problem, he took all three bags away by himself: "See you at night, remember to go home early to do your homework."

"Eh??!!"

He drove away from the square, and his ears, bombarded by the sound of screams all morning, were finally freed.

Jiang Wang didn't ponder what Ji Linqiu's word "heterogeneous" meant.

His soul lives in 2027 and sees the world clearly.

Who is not pretending to live step by step, forcibly living in groups for decades and trying hard not to reveal that they are an anomaly.

Don't dress up.

As usual, the old lady poked the coal stove to boil water at noon, choking the corridor with the stench of sulfur monoxide.

Jiang Wang pinched his nose and knocked on the door, raising his voice like a child.

"Ji·la·shi-"

Ji Linqiu came to open the door after a while, and his wrist was still stained with some red ink that was not dry.

"Yoha." He laughed: "Is it a star? Thank you."

"Why can't it be given by me?" Jiang Wang is used to entering his house, and he is familiar with changing slippers: "I am afraid that you will not be able to go there, so I will buy everything I see."

"It just so happened that I didn't eat, so please share with me."

Ji Linqiu was still revising the papers, as if he was busy with teacher evaluations, and signaled him to eat first.

"I'll be there later."

Jiang Wang was not too polite, and went to the kitchen to find dishes to help arrange.

After entering, he snorted.

"Why is it all one-off?"

The man stuck his head out: "You don't buy porcelain plates, do you?"

Before Ji Linqiu could talk to him, he went to rummage through other cabinets.

"Good guy, the cups are all disposable paper cups, don't all teachers use thermos cups now?"

Ji Linqiu put the pen back again, approached and leaned against the wall to explain.

"Tea scale is not easy to wash, and the thermos cup is easy to get cold after a long time, or the paper cup is convenient to throw away when you use it."

"No," Jiang Wang came out with a few paper plates and bowls: "Are you so busy?"

"Being a teacher is so busy." Ji Linqiu said calmly: "Keeping clean and tidy saves time, no problem."

Boss Jiang was noncommittal. After brewing a pot of tea, he arranged all the takeaways that the child brought him. It was a decent lunch.

If it wasn't for Jiang Wanglai, Ji Linqiu might not remember eating until two or three o'clock.

He has never been taken care of so carefully, and he is not used to it.

Jiang Wang eats leisurely, and still has time to pour him tea.

"I thought you were having a good time."

"It's okay," Ji Linqiu remembered something, and said slowly while drinking hot tea: "You respect the teacher so much, have you encountered anything before?"

Jiang Wanglu chewed the ostrich meat with great effort, but did not evade it.

"Well, I was taken care of."

"I was a soldier when I was fifteen years old. At that time, I just finished junior high school, and the nine-year compulsory education is over. I really can't pay the tuition."

"I just happened to meet the physical fitness standards, and I also won awards in track and field. I just happened to be specially recruited into the army."

The man poured himself a cup of tea without looking at him.

"The notice was sent to go to the north, where the snow can be as cold as minus ten degrees, and the toes can be frozen."

"I was in a daze at the train station and happened to meet that teacher."

"He recognized me and asked me where I was going, then took off my coat and sent me off, saying that it was cold in the north, so be careful along the way."

Jiang Wang remembered something, and his tone gradually slowed down, as if he was admitting his mistake.

"I kept that coat for many years. At first, the sleeves were too long. Later, when the strips became taller, I asked the tailor to help me change it. It used the same fabric and the same buttons."

"But I accidentally fell into the water one year, and the old clothes can't be worn when they are dried again without soaking."

Ji Linqiu stopped, as if he could see his guilt, and said gently, "That teacher, you must miss him very much."

Jiang Wang looked up at him and laughed.