I just divorced my childhood sweetheart, how come we were reborn together?

Interview videos have always been content with a relatively small audience.

But the good thing is that this track is also relatively small, so there are relatively few bloggers shooting.

In traditional media, the talent in this field is Sister Lu Yu who burst out the golden sentence "Really? I don't believe it."

Earlier, there was Xiao Cui's story, which was changed into a skit.

On the other hand, the future wave has some good interview programs, of course, there are also more abstract ones.

Wiping the camera of the mobile phone with an alcohol cloth, Lin Bai held the tripod and nodded.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.

Su Yunxi sat on the stool in the fruit shop a little nervously, looking at Zhao Chen and Qian Xiuxiu sitting opposite.

The two did not dress up deliberately, and their clothes were still as casual as yesterday.

Leaning together, the two looked at Su Yunxi with a helpless look.

There is always a feeling of playing house with children.

In front of the fruit shop, Zhao's mother and Qian's father poked their heads towards them from time to time.

"Then Sister Xiuxiu, Brother Chen, shall we start?"

Su Yunxi looked at the two and said with a smile.

Shrugging, Qian Xiuxiu gave a thumbs up: "Well, let's start!"

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[Couple Interview Record 01: Childhood Sweethearts at the Seaside]

2008.

The midsummer in Bincheng gave this northern city a little more southern moisture.

Along with urban construction, high-rise buildings are encroaching on the city at a visible speed, although it no longer looks like what Zhao Chen remembered.

The fourteen-year-old boy, at this moment, was lying on the desk, flipping through the curled comic book, and when he looked up, he saw the dead sun outside the window.

Zhao Chen sighed helplessly. Although it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, if he went to play basketball at this time.

He would probably come back with heat stroke, and he would have to contribute his few pocket money to the profiteer old man in the canteen.

Twitching his nose, Zhao Chen sneezed violently.

Aunt Wu downstairs was frying eggplant with dried chilies again, and the smell of oil smoke was particularly choking every time.

Throwing away the torn comics, Zhao Chen sighed deeply.

He didn't like it here.

He didn't like the aimless vacation at the age of fourteen, and he didn't like the old community that was renovated from the staff dormitory.

He wanted to go to the movies, go to the Internet cafe, go to the beach to blow the wind and drink ice soda, and it would be even better if he could get some cigarettes.

And just in a trance, Zhao Chen was about to climb into bed and take a nap.

Wait for Zhao's mother to come back in the evening and bring him a box lunch from the factory, and then watch the Olympics for a while.

But the Olympics seemed to be over, or just beginning?

After all, it has been promoted for a long time.

Zhao Chen was not sure, he didn't care about these things.

"Zhao Chen!"

However, just as he was about to get on the boat, he heard shouting outside the door.

In this old school district where the neighbors next door are more familiar than relatives, Aunt Wu and Uncle Qian will not call him by his name.

Except for a certain annoying guy.

Just when Zhao Chen was about to ignore this annoying little girl and go to bed.

But he heard the sound of his door being opened.

He rushed out and saw the slender girl, her arm had passed through the gap of the security door and pulled the bolt of the door.

"Fuck, I knew you were pretending to be dead at home again!"

Qian Xiuxiu walked in swaggeringly, and was about to speak, but Zhao Chen shouted: "I just mopped the floor, can you change your shoes first!"

Hearing this, Qian Xiuxiu looked at the white tiles under her feet, and black sandal prints had been stepped on.

"You are really diligent, and you know to mop the floor for your mother?"

Qian Xiuxiu quickly fell on the sofa beside her with bare feet on the floor, and said to Zhao Chen in disbelief.

She took a cup from the coffee table and poured herself a cup of cold tea.

Sitting helplessly opposite, Zhao Chen looked at Qian Xiuxiu who was barefoot and crossed her legs and swaying, and said unhappily: "What are you doing here?"

"Have you finished your homework?"

"Not a single word."

"Write quickly, I'm waiting to copy you!" Qian Xiuxiu drank the water in one breath and wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth.

Looking at the carefree girl in front of him, Zhao Chen's eyes swept over the other's white thighs under her shorts.

Because she was crossing her legs, the white tender flesh at the root of the girl's thighs was also vaguely visible.

Sin, sin!

Zhao Chen looked away almost instantly: "What the hell are you doing? If you don't say anything, I'll go do my homework."

"Do you want to go out to play?" Qian Xiuxiu stood up and stretched out her hand.

"No, it's so hot."

Zhao Chen waved his hand decisively. Going out to play in this weather, crazy, right?

"Let's go. Actually, there is a music festival at Black Rock today. I want to go and see it."

Qian Xiuxiu came to Zhao Chen and said with a smilesaid.

"No, if you want to go, go by yourself. It's none of my business." Zhao Chen shook his head and said firmly.

"It's too late at night. I'm worried, isn't it?" Qian Xiuxiu said coyly.

"Hehe, look at your street-slick look, who dares to mess with you?" Zhao Chen said with a sneer. In their junior high school, Qian Xiuxiu was a well-known bad girl.

Seeing Qian Xiuxiu not talking, Zhao Chen continued: "The boy named Zhang in the next community doesn't like you. You go find him. I don't have time."

As Zhao Chen got up and was about to leave, Qian Xiuxiu suddenly hugged Zhao Chen's arm with one hand and reached into her trouser pocket with the other hand.

The next second, a banknote with the Potala Palace printed on it appeared in her hand.

"Go out, stay in the Internet cafe all night, sister will treat you!"

Zhao Chen, who was originally impatient, suddenly smiled.

"Okay, okay, Sister Qian, I'll change my slippers!"

In a black Internet cafe, a good one-hour session only costs two yuan.

Fifty yuan is enough for them to spend the whole night, and they can also eat and drink.

"Xiaochen, Xiuxiu, are you two going out to play again?"

When passing by the gate of the community, the old man in the grocery store greeted them with a smile.

Zhao Chen and Qian Xiuxiu waved their hands in unison: "Old Li, tell my mom (dad) that I won't be back tonight."

Taking the last bus, the vehicle drove into the seawall road, and the sunset was like broken gold scattered into the car.

Looking at the excited Qian Xiuxiu on the side, Zhao Chen was also excited. He had already decided to play CF first, then DOTA, and CS, and of course, Vice City tonight.

But Zhao Chen was not a spoiler. At the music festival, he pulled Qian Xiuxiu to imitate others and yelled, and was more passionate than the guitarist on the stage!

As the music festival ended, the crowds faded away.

Qian Xiuxiu looked at Zhao Chen and asked, "Do we go online now?"

Looking at Qian Xiuxiu, who was leaning close to him, Zhao Chen shook his head fiercely, "Of course not. It's not time for the whole night yet. Let's wait an hour and go at 11 o'clock."

"What should we do now?" Qian Xiuxiu asked.

As soon as he spoke, he saw Zhao Chen walking slowly along the coastline.

Following Zhao Chen tacitly, they had gone through countless days and nights like this.