According to the usual practice, the art festival is scheduled for May 11th.

Zhou Chengcheng, as an art activist, immediately filled out the registration form when he heard the news.

Cao Jian glanced at the lively scene in front of the literary and art committee, and silently lamented that he chose the wrong path back then.

"..."

After Zhou Chengcheng finished registering, she looked at Wen Sui: "Sui Sui, do you want to sign up too? I dance, and you can play the piano."

"No." Wen Sui pointed to the reporter card on the table, "I have to take pictures and record it by the side."

Zhou Chengcheng nodded: "That's right, I forgot."

She pursed her mouth and thought of something: "By the way, can't the art festival invite parents over? Will Aunt Ye and the others come?"

Wen Sui puffed up his mouth: "I don't know, I shouldn't come, after all, the two of them have to go to work, I'll go back and ask."

Zhou Chengcheng said oh.

Wen Sui stopped turning the page, she looked at Zhou Chengcheng, and asked nonchalantly, "What about you?"

Zhou Chengcheng: "What?"

Wen Sui pursed his lips: "It's your parents... your uncle, are they coming?"

Zhou Chengcheng sat back on her seat: "I guess my mother will come, my father is too lazy to participate in this kind of event."

"..."

"Oh."

After returning home in the evening, at the dining table, Wen Sui told Wen Qingfan and Shu Hui about the art festival, and asked if they would come to watch.

Unsurprisingly, Wen Qingfan and Shu Hui chose not to go after they learned that there were no necessary activities just to watch, and they still had work to do.

The art festival performance was held in the auditorium and started at 12:00 noon, but Zhou Chengcheng had to stay in the auditorium since the morning because of the need for rehearsal, and Wen Sui also went an hour earlier because of the work of the newspaper.

Although Wen Sui had interviewing experience, it was the first time to record a large-scale event, so this task was entrusted to her, a senior and Lin Min.

She has a high level of comprehension, and Lin Min remembered it after saying it once.

Not long after, Lin Min waved his hand when he saw that it was almost done, and asked Wen Sui to rest at the side first.

Seeing this, Zhou Chengcheng, who had finished the rehearsal, leaned close to Wen Sui, and glanced at the camera in her hand: "Sui Sui, you can take two pictures for me later! The one that looks really good!"

Wen Sui glanced at Zhou Chengcheng.

Zhou Chengcheng has learned Latin from elementary school to adulthood. This time, she danced with other students who had reported Latin in other classes.

Special makeup made her already bright and majestic appearance even more attractive. The black fringed skirt swayed and shimmered in her movements, elegant and beautiful.

Wen Sui said: "It's okay, I got this from home, I can take pictures for you now."

Zhou Chengcheng: "Good!"

The two took pictures with the camera and played around for a while, and after a while, Wen Sui was called by Lin Min to take pictures.

In the early summer afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the school road was lined with lush green trees, casting mottled shadows on the asphalt road.

The neat team came out of the teaching building one by one and walked towards the auditorium.

Wen Sui stood at the edge of the school road, pressing the shutter from time to time.

After a while, when the tail of the student team could be seen, parents emerged from the school gate.

The weather was a bit sunny, Wen Sui followed Lin Min to find a shady place, and she held the camera to adjust the angle.

Different from the neat and uniform school uniforms of the students, the parents' clothes are of various colors.

The colors are noisy, and the crowd is noisy.

When felt that it was about the same, the moment was about to press the shutter, hand stopped suddenly.

Wen Sui stared at the video in the camera.

Crowds of tall or short, fat or thin, and of different shapes crowded together in dense crowds.

And at the very edge of the picture, the man stands tall and slender by virtue of his height advantage.He only wore a black short-sleeve casually, but it still made people feel...or maybe it was just Wen Sui, who was as sensitive to men as a detector, so he saw it at a glance.

Wen Sui's gaze stopped instantly.

After a pause of two seconds, she quietly zoomed in on the screen.

The camera is hidden in the darkness, moving slowly.

It makes the picture seem to be frozen, and it will always maintain the same scenery.

The lens is like an umbrella.

Cover Wen Sui's eager and secretly delighted eyes tightly, so that she can peek at the man without any scruples.

"..."

Until the man in the picture suddenly turned his head.

Suddenly, they looked at each other across the screen.

His hands trembled suddenly, and the camera fell straight down.

Wen Sui quickly grasped it with quick eyes and hands.

This camera was Shu Hui's reward for her successful entry into the reporter's agency some time ago, and it was very expensive.

Wen Sui glanced at the camera in his arms and let out a long breath.

Fortunately, he caught it, otherwise she would not be able to enter the house at night.

There is a slight fragrance of mint.

Wen Suideng paused.

Did not dare to look up.

After all, it's a guilty conscience.

——She wasn't sure if Zhou Ye had found out that she was peeking at him.

"..."

"Years old?"

Until a low, familiar male voice fell from the top of his head.

Wen Sui's body froze for a moment, and without looking at him, he said "um".

Zhou Ye looked at her: "Busy?"

It feels like didn't notice it.

"..."

Only then did Wen Sui raise her head in reassurance. She glanced at the man and pointed to the reporter card on her chest: "Take a picture."

Zhou Ye nodded, and lazily said: "Tsk, Sui Sui is very powerful."

Ye Shanling also found Wen Sui, and came over to say hello: "Sui Sui is here."

Wen Sui nodded obediently: "I'm taking pictures."

Ye Shanling oh oh twice.

Seeing that Wen Sui was busy, the two of them greeted Lin Min and left, "See you later."

Wen Sui pursed his lips: "Okay."

When the crowd had almost entered, Wen Sui followed Lin Min back to the auditorium.

After everyone was seated, the principal came to the stage to give a speech, and then the four hosts came on stage and began to read out the performance items.

Wen Sui didn't sit down, she stood by the side of the stage to make sure that it wouldn't affect other people's viewing, when she encountered a good scene, she would take two pictures from time to time, and was thinking about the draft of the art festival in her mind.

The performance ended at almost five o'clock.

After the performance, the principal immediately stepped onto the stage and continued to announce the next activity: "Many students brought their parents here this time, and our school has specially arranged some activities on the playground, which will be completed by our students and their parents.At that time, a special exhibition will be held for everyone to enjoy."

There was an uproar immediately below.

Wen Sui pouted, but she didn't expect this to happen.

It's a pity that neither Wen Qingfan nor Shu Hui came.

She pursed her lower lip, wondering if she should go back to the classroom and rest first.

After leaving the auditorium, he was about to walk towards the teaching building when he was suddenly stopped: "Wen Sui."

It's a familiar male voice.

Wen Sui turned his head and looked at Zhou Ye: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Ye put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, and pointed in another direction: "Isn't the playground over there? Where are you going?"

Wen Sui said: "My parents didn't come, so I'll go back to the classroom first."

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you come?"

Wen Sui was puzzled: "Huh?"

She looked around: "Impossible, I didn't see it."

As soon as the voice fell, the top of the head was covered by a thick shadow.

Then, a man's low chuckle fell from his neck: "Isn't it in front of you?"

"..."

Wen Sui suddenly raised his head.

The girl's dark pupils are clear and clean.

Reflected on the man's sharp and distinct face.

He lowered his eyes and looked through the thin layer of sunset between the two of them. The sunset was orange and yellow, and particles floated quietly in it.

The corner of the man's mouth curled into a foolish smile.

Standing firmly in front of Wen Sui.

Zhou Ye put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows: "Why, you don't recognize me as a little uncle?"

"..."

Wen Sui looked away, and let out a hot breath quietly: "You are not my little uncle after all."

Before Zhou Ye could say anything.

Zhou Chengcheng's voice came from the side: "Sui Sui! Come with my uncle! Aunt Shu and Uncle Wen are not here, it just so happens that my mother and Zhou Ye are here."

She glanced at Zhou Ye, then walked up to Wen Sui, and whispered: "Do me a favor, I really don't want to be with him, you go and play with him."

Wen Sui: "..."

Zhou Chengcheng giggled, and patted Wen Sui's shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll treat you to milk tea tomorrow."

Then she turned and left: "Mom, let's go."

"..."

There are many activities, such as skipping rope to make cakes, etc. Zhou Ye asked her to choose, but she was not polite. She looked around and after careful consideration, she finally chose painting.

There is a box of crayons and drawing paper on the table for students and parents to create freely.

After discussing the content to be drawn, Wen Sui picked up the crayons when Lin Min called out loudly. Wen Sui looked at Zhou Ye: "Then draw first, I'll be back later."

Zhou Ye nodded.

Not far away, Xu Yun watched the scene in front of him.

She looked at Zhou Ye.

The man is tall and tall, with his head slightly lowered, holding a crayon in his hand, and sketching lightly.Mixed with the orange-yellow and purple sky behind him, it looks like a painting.

Undoubtedly very eye-catching.

The high school student is already in love, and many girls are looking at him.

Xu Yun's eyelashes trembled.

She pursed her lips and realized at the same time that this was the guest who was interviewing the competition at that time, and also Wen Sui's "back door".

"..."

She clasped her fingers and raised her steps.

A gentle female voice came from next to my ear: "Hi, my crayon is missing a color, can you lend me one?"

Zhou Ye stopped painting.

He raised his eyelids, looked at the thin girl in front of him, frowned, and put down the crayon.

Lin Min approached Wen Sui to explain her art festival manuscript, and told her to hand it in next Monday.

Wen Sui nodded: Is there anything else, teacher?"

Lin Min: "No, you can go back."

Hearing this, Wen Sui quickly walked back to the playground.

But just as he was approaching Zhou Ye's desk, he happened to see Xu Yun's figure—just leaving Zhou Ye's desk.

Wen Sui's eyes instantly turned cold.

She glanced at Xu Yun's leaving back, then at Zhou Ye, and pursed her lips.

He paused, but still couldn't hold back.

Wen Sui opened his mouth and asked in a low voice: "What is she looking for you for?"

Zhou Ye held the crayon: "Huh? Who?"

Wen Sui pointed at Xu Yun, and said angrily, "That girl just left."

Zhou Ye raised his voice: "Her."

He added slowly: "She said she lacked a color, and asked if I could lend it to her?"

"It's all the same, why is she lacking in color?!" Wen Sui immediately frowned and said.

After finishing speaking, seeing the man turn his head to look at her, Wen Sui froze for a moment.

She hated Xu Yun, and she also felt that Xu Yun must not simply borrow crayons.

But in the girl's selfish heart, Wen Sui doesn't want to show her unfriendly, maybe even a little narrow-minded side in front of Zhou Ye, the person she likes.

She lowered her head and said coldly, "I'll borrow it."

"Huh?" Zhou Ye lowered his eyelids and looked at Wensui, "Do you want to borrow it?"

Wen Sui: "...what do you mean?"

Zhou Ye turned the crayon: "I didn't borrow it."

Before Wen Sui could react, the man continued to speak. With a lazy voice, he looked down at Wen Sui, his phoenix eyes were full of smiles: "I told her..."

"—Sorry, the person our little girl doesn't like, please help, she's going to lose her temper."

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