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Chapter 96 Concert Stand-Up Comedy

Fang Jing's words refreshed Xiao Wenjing's understanding of Fang Hui. She couldn't believe that she talked with her until midnight last night, and that considerate and well-behaved child would be the worrying ghost that Fang Jing said.

After sipping her chopsticks, Xiao Wenjing said calmly, "I think you should communicate with each other. Fang Hui is not this kind of person."

"You will be away all year round, and you won't have much time to go home. You should spend time with her. I heard she said that you buy a lot of homework every time and let her do it endlessly. Whoever can bear it."

"Xiao Xiao, you don't understand this." When it came to education, Hong Fang chatted a bit, put down her chopsticks and answered solemnly, "Homework is the source of happiness for children."

"Since I heard Fang Jing's words last time, I bought a few catties of homework for my baby, and now I hear from my wife that the family is more peaceful, and my ears are quiet."

"That's right, Sister Jing doesn't understand. You don't have as much experience in this area as I do. I don't know who Fang Hui is? She can't control her without homework."

"Besides, doing homework is not a hard job. I didn't read it and it said happy winter vacation? She still enjoys it if she can't keep it all, isn't that so? Fang Hui!!"

"Yes." A weak reply came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of chopping vegetables, "Bang bang bang!"

"Take it easy, the chopping board is almost cut through by you."

"Understood, I'll chop green onions for you."

Fang Jing: ...

Hearing this sound, I didn't know that I thought it was chopping bones. Who cut chopped green onions so hard?
……

On weekends, at five o'clock in the afternoon, the football field of the County No. [-] Middle School was filled with dense chairs, and a banner was drawn on the two-meter-high rostrum, and a background board was pasted, with square photos on it.

The school teacher was adjusting the audio equipment, while Fang Jing was putting on makeup. Outside the school, people began to come in one after another. It seemed that there were a lot of young students. After a while, all the [-] seats in the football field were filled, and a lot of them squatted on the track. As a boarding student, you don't need to buy tickets and bring your own bench.

"The rainy season at the age of 17"

"We have common expectations"

"Hold tight, hug together."

At 17:[-], Fang Jing started on time. First, he sang a song about the rainy season when he was [-] years old, and then he sang a story about childhood, running, wind blowing, and time...

At the end of singing, my voice was hoarse, and I looked up at the sky, Nima, why isn't it dark yet?How long has it been?
In the audience, Xiao Wenjing helped to record the video. Fang Jing's first concert was messed up, and the song was almost finished but the time was not up yet.

It was originally scheduled for an hour and a half, but now it's only halfway through, and she didn't stand up to remind her from the beginning to the end.

"Ahem! Thank you all for your support." Fang Jing couldn't continue singing, so he could only relax for a while by talking.

"It's a great honor to come to No. [-] Middle School to hold the first concert in my life. It used to be the place that many of our students yearned for."

"I was also admitted to this school that year, but it was a pity that I didn't have a chance in the end. But today I saw many acquaintances in the audience."

Fang Jing pointed to Chen Jinpeng who was sitting on the chair at the runway station, "That's Chen Jinpeng, who was my deskmate before."

"There is also this beautiful and lovely girl in the front row. This is Jin Xiaomei, the representative of our English department. The one in the third row wearing a green sweater is my deskmate Yan Jing in the second grade."

"Now cover your face and bury your head in a ponytail. The one with a mole on the left temple is Yu Haishan at the front desk, and there is Thunderstorm next to her."

"The one holding the child is Yan Ruyi, your child is so cute, thank you very much for coming..."

Fang Jing has a good memory. Although he has graduated from junior high school for two years, he can recognize these former companions at a glance.

Some of the classmates who were named by him waved and said hello, and some were shy and silent.

"I'm going to release an album for Chinese New Year soon, and here I'll give you one of the songs first, the camera sisters in the audience, don't record this one."

Xiao Wenjing glanced left and right, as if she was the only videographer, and cursed, "You are the eldest sister, and your whole family is the eldest sister."

Open the window and look at the white bird in the sky
I think of your peppermint smile
when you were running on the playground

Shout out I love you, do you know that?
……

We are all good kids

whimsical child

Believe that love can last forever
We are all good kids"

……

"Fang Jing! I like you!" In the crowd, Yan Jing blushed and mustered up her courage to shout out loudly.

"Woo!" Suddenly there was a lot of booing.

The corner of Xiao Wenjing's mouth curled up into a smile, "Let you call me eldest sister, what do you do?"

Fang Jing was embarrassed, why did this happen to him, there used to be a girl in class who handed him a love letter, but now that person is sitting down holding the baby.

"Thank you, I like you too."

……

At seven o'clock, the weather was getting colder, and the wind blew across his face like a knife. When the time came, Fang Jing hurriedly stepped off the stage, really ashamed to continue to embarrass himself on the stage.

It was a good concert, and half of the time was his stand-up comedy. Fortunately, the tickets were sold for friendship, and most of the people sitting below were fellow villagers, otherwise he would have been beaten to death.

In the background, Chen Jinpeng was not polite at all and gestured with a silent microphone, as if he was the one who sang just now.

"Fang Jing, are you going to the junior high school reunion later?"

"I still have……"

"Go, my brother will definitely go! By the way, who is the girl in the green dress and short hair just now?" Fang Hui looked gossip.

Xiao Wenjing nodded, "That's right, Fang Jing is not busy at all, he just watches TV when he goes back."

"Then it's settled, I'll inform them." Chen Jinpeng grinned, "That girl's name is Yan Jing, your brother is at the same table, and now I'm in the same class as me."

"Brother, it's ok. I didn't see it. You have been in love since junior high school."

"What nonsense, I don't have that skill."

"Yes yes yes, I understand, Fang Jing...I like you."

"Hiss, your skin is itchy, right?"

Hiding behind Xiao Wenjing, Fang Hui showed her head and said with a smile: "Who told you to bully me every day, I'll tell mom later."

Fang Jing's face froze.

"I'm talking about godmother."

"I know, you guys will go back later on your own. I'll be back later and I'm leaving. Chen Jinpeng and the others are still waiting."

Putting on the down jacket, Fang Jing left, and sighed softly after going out.

Dad loves to drink, but he has no skills. He must be the one who contributes the most to any black and white wedding, eating and drinking until the last.

The key point is that the wine is not good, and when I came back, I knew that I would mutter and swear at others. My parents quarreled a lot because of this, and every time they threw pots and bowls on the floor. Already left.

When Fang Hui was leaving, she cried and wanted to follow her, but her father refused to let her go. In the middle of the night, she secretly ran to her grandmother's house, but she couldn't find the 30-kilometer road. If she got lost in the county, a kind person called the police and sent her back.

"Fang Jing, what about this!"

In the distance, Chen Jinpeng waved at the corner of the football field, and beside him were seven or eight people, all of whom were old classmates.

Shaking his head and shaking his thoughts, Fang Jing walked over with a smile, "Tell me, where are you going? I'm treating you today."

"Let's go to the restaurant next to the park. I went there last time. It tastes good."

Fang Jing waved his hand, "Lead the way."

(End of this chapter)