the stars fell on his head

Chapter 32 Bronzing Banner
Shi Zhijiu became famous in one fell swoop, she scratched her hair irritably, but fortunately she didn't call out the name of Chan Xiu, otherwise the whole school would know her heroic feat.

In the end of the game, the third year of senior high school won the second year of senior high school 2:0. Xi Xiu and the others successfully defended the dignity of the third year of senior high school and their field.

Weiss City took the people away in a desperate manner.

At the moment, there is a lot of noise in the first class, most of them are talking about who Shi Zhijiu confessed to, and she was stopped as soon as she entered the door, "Hey——Shi Zhijiu, who did you confess to just now?"

Shi Zhijiu didn't even blush when he lied, "Who told you, what I got back must be my banner, can't I hold it for others?"

The man covered his mouth in shock, "You mean that Chen Sizuo from the liberal arts class is... gay????"

"Bah! Get out!"

Shi Zhijiu looked at these gossip faces, "Aren't you allowed to confess to others when good and evil are mixed together?"

"So you deliberately used the ball game as a cover?"

"It sounds a bit romantic..."

Shi Zhijiu: "None of your business??"

She was a little unhappy, and went out from the back door to look for Chen Sizuo, she lowered her head and walked hastily, bumping into someone else, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." This voice...

"Xi Xiu?" He was still wearing a ball uniform, and the sky was dark now, making the surrounding lifeless. Although he said it was okay, his expression was very stiff.

Xi Xiu asked inexplicably, "Are bronzing banners expensive?"

Shi Zhijiu was also taken aback by the question, "Ah... that doesn't cost money."

"It was done with the help of a good grandfather."

"That, don't mind, I said it wasn't my banner, and let Chen Sizuo take the blame."

"If it really bothers you, then I'm sorry. My original intention was to ask him to write a cheer for me or something."

Suddenly, I felt that it was not right to say that, so I changed my words again, "Well, that sentence is indeed what I thought in my heart."

Why does it feel like the more you explain, the more messy it becomes? Xi Xiu looked at her embarrassed and wanted to stomp her feet, but her expression eased a lot, "Professor Li Jinsong made it for you?"

"Yes."

Shi Zhijiu came to his senses, and quickly chased after him, "Hey, how do you know? How do you know old man Li?"

"You can ask him yourself."

Shi Zhijiu asked Chen Sizuo to accompany her to find old man Li again.

On the way, she pulled Chen Sizuo and said coquettishly, "Brother Si Zhuo, I want to tell you something."

Generally speaking, Shi Zhijiu would call Brother Chen Sizuo, and most likely he did something extremely unfavorable to him, and came to beg for mercy, or begged him for help.

Shi Zhijiu recounted to him exactly what he said against his classmates in the classroom today.

Chen Sizuo pinched her soft cheeks, "We must have become more courageous."

Shi Zhijiu blinked and smiled, "You won't blame me, right?"

Chen Sizuo straightened his back, "There is nothing that a meal can't solve."

"OK!" A meal is really trivial.

"Grandma burned it when I wanted to eat it."

"No problem, I will arrange it for you when I go back later!"

Old man Li seems to be in a particularly good mood today, when Shi Zhijiu and the others arrived, the door was still open, "Old man Li!"

There was a sound of opening the door in the yard, Shi Zhijiu was about to praise the old man for his sharp ears today, when he saw a big golden retriever wagging its tail at her.

The big golden retriever has been turning around the two of them, "What's going on?"

Li Jin's loose and vigorous voice came: "Old Ten, come in!"

The big golden retriever went in with a whoosh.

"..."

"How is it, is my new favorite okay?"

Shi Zhijiu: "So that day I asked you to wait for me in the teahouse, you said you had something to do, did you go pick it up?"

"Yes!"

Chen Sizuo was not as reserved as last time, he squatted on the ground to tease the dog after Tong Li Jinsong said hello to the professor.

Shi Zhijiu put the tea leaves that he promised the old man on the table, "Here."

"Yo, you're a nice girl!"

"Old man, I won't talk about the banner, but I have a question for you."

The old man looked at the tea leaves preciously and asked, "What?"

"You know Xi Xiu?"

"Yes, he is my favorite student." Speaking of Xi Xiu, the old man looked proud.

"Huh? What did you teach him?"

"Calligraphy, he is the best student I have ever taught."

At the end, he added: "It's even better than what you wrote."

Shi Zhijiu glared at the old man, no wonder when she looked at his signature, the handwriting was not at all like the handwriting of ordinary boys, it was not at all less scribbled and chaotic, with the kind of vigorous strokes that ordinary people seldom write.

The big golden retriever was very amused by Chen Sizuo, barking all the time, Shi Zhijiu smiled contentedly, her eyesight was indeed not bad, and she fell in love with such an excellent person.

Shi Zhi squatted on the side of the coffee table, the old man's eyes were still on the tea leaves, "By the way, do you still have the words he wrote before? I want to keep them for collection."

"No."

"impossible!"

Old Man Li is an old naughty boy, and the two of them stared at each other like this, but Old Man Li quickly lost the battle, "Didn't you notice that the words on your banner are different from those made by ordinary shops?"

"I found it, isn't it your handwriting?"

"It's Xi Xiu's."

"Ahhh—" No wonder it's so beautiful, when she saw it for the first time, she sighed for the old man's good handwriting, but now she knew it was Xi Xiu's, and felt that it was well written.

"This was written when he was 14 years old. The last lesson he learned from me, I asked him to write that poem. I originally asked him to keep it and give it to the girl he likes. Unexpectedly, the girl who likes him He came to me to write a banner for him, and I don’t think there is a more appropriate sentence than this sentence.”

Unexpectedly, this old man is also a romantic person. Shi Zhijiu could imagine that it was a season of spring breeze. The 14-year-old Xi Xiu was not as mature as he is now. As a well-behaved student, he followed the old man Li to learn calligraphy , The leaves outside the window are green and shiny, everything is so alive, including his words, including him.

"I don't know where I am now. He also sat in that year?"

"Then don't worry, he doesn't dare to come to my house so casually, he always stands."

"Hmph!" She didn't know why she was so angry.

After returning home, she sent Xi Xiu a message, "Your handwriting is so beautiful."

Her speed was much faster than Xi Xiu expected, but she was very positive about these things, "I know."

"..." Are excellent people so narcissistic?

"Hey, Xi Xiu, do you still play the piano now?" She remembered that the head teacher said that he had passed the tenth grade of piano in elementary school, but she managed to pass the tenth grade in the second grade of junior high school under the careful guidance of her father.

Xi Xiu put down his phone, looked at the black and white piano keys in front of him, and then at the pine yellow leaves outside the window. He stroked the keys with his slender fingers and played a song "Autumn Whispers". The leaves seemed to have heard his expectation for autumn, It floated down leisurely.

"Play it."

He also asked her back: "Then do you still dance now?" He also remembered that the head teacher asked them to cooperate on the school celebration, and he really couldn't imagine that when Shi Zhijiu danced, it must be as agile or soothing as it is now.

Shi Zhijiu hesitated for a long time, then covered the phone, she didn't know how to reply, really didn't know.

At that moment, when she heard that he still played the piano, how much she wanted to go back to her and dance, so that they could perform together, but she couldn't say it because she hadn't touched dance for three years.

All night, Shi Zhijiu looked worried. In her dream, she put on a tutu again. This time, she was accompanied by Xi Xiu. They cooperated very well, and the audience cheered.She seemed to have heard her parents say, Ah Jiu, you should continue dancing, and parents want to see you continue dancing.

When she woke up in a cold sweat, she wiped the sweat from her forehead. For the first time in so many years, she dared to ask herself, should she really return to dancing?
On the weekend, Uncle Chen came to pick up Shi Zhijiu and went to Yuyuan. Grandpa and grandma are already fully dressed, and they can go out when she goes upstairs and changed.

"Grandpa, who are you having dinner with today?"

Grandma: "Your grandpa is a friend. I met him in the studio before."

"Oh……"

It was probably another boring dinner for her.

Before coming here, Shi Zhijiu sat in the car and imagined countless possibilities, but he never thought that today's meal would be with Wes City.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw everyone standing up like dogs and saying hello to their grandparents. Shi Zhijiu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and also said hello to Mr. Wei and his wife.

Weiss City was not surprised by Shi Zhijiu's arrival, as calm as if he had known it in advance.

Every word and every word of the meeting of the old artist reveals the atmosphere of culture, while Shizhi Jiubai sits and eats boredly.

Suddenly Grandpa Wei called her, "I heard that you and Si Cheng were classmates before?"

Shi Zhijiu smiled sweetly, and replied politely: "Yes, Grandpa."

"This kid doesn't live up to expectations. He can repeat a grade after reading a book. He really pissed us off."

Shi Zhijiu didn't get it because his grades were better than him, but instead helped him excuse, "But he is much better at painting than me, wouldn't it be great to inherit your mantle?"

Speaking of this, my grandfather was not calm, "I'm sorry for you. Back then, the thing you didn't take seriously was painting, and it almost drove me to death."

The two old people complained and complained, and everyone at the table laughed, and the atmosphere was very happy.

The meal was over soon, and when we were about to say goodbye, Weiss made a face, "Shi Zhijiu, why didn't we find out that there is such an 'intimate' relationship when we were classmates in the first year of high school?"

"..." Shi Zhijiu didn't even bother to talk to him.

"If today's meal was for the first year of high school..." Weiss changed his words to "I might not have such a bad grade."

When Shi Zhijiu heard it, he just thought it was a little funny. Thanks to him thinking so highly of himself, he couldn't help teasing, "What's the matter, junior, are you hurting the spring and the autumn?"

"Get lost, Shi Zhijiu, I'm older than you."

Shi Zhijiu's smile revealed sarcasm, but Weiss City couldn't fight back.

Because Shi Zhijiu was going back to Zhuhai Garden and Weiss City was going back to his home, the two of them left together, and the two old couples ignored them, continuing to change venues and drink tea.

Walking on the road, Shi Zhijiu asked him curiously: "With, why don't you like studying?"

Wes Cheng gave her a blank look, "You like studying very much?"

"do not like."

"That's it!"

"But we can't give up." Many things we do every day are not what we like, but what can we do?You can't refuse them, let alone give up. Only by doing the things you don't like, can you do the things you like.Shi Zhijiu didn't say these words, he believed that Weiss City was a sensible person.

"Pull it down, I really don't want to study, I just want to vomit when I see a book."

"Then how did you get into Chenguang?"

Weiss raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know that there is a kind of education called opening the back door?"

"..."

"Are you going to play games?"

"Don't go."

"Don't pretend, you are not a good student in my eyes. It was you who met me in the Internet cafe in the history class of the first year of high school."

"I don't want to fight, goodbye!"

After speaking, he rushed to the taxi and left.

(End of this chapter)