"I'm thinking about him too. I heard that this senior was promoted from an ordinary class to a key class." Zhou Xue had heard about Chen Jing a little bit, "You can also ask some positive questions around this point."
Zhou Xue was a man of action, so he led Xiao Ran to draw up more than a dozen questions that day, and went to Class 9, Grade 3 to find Chen Jing the next afternoon after school.
Chen Jing just came back from running, drenched in sweat.
A week later was the sports meeting, and he was once again pushed on the long-distance running participation list by everyone. In desperation, he had to find time to go to the playground to practice long-distance running every day.
Chen Jing took half a step back, almost a meter away from Zhou Xue and Xiaoran, and turned slightly sideways, hearing them say they wanted to interview him.
Chen Jing's face remained unmoved.
Afraid that he would disagree, Zhou Xue said, "Senior, it won't take you a lot of time, five minutes..."
Chen Jing leaned against the rusty railings in the corridor, his eyes lowered slightly.
In early autumn, he was still wearing short sleeves, showing his increasingly strong arms. Under the soft light of the afterglow, a clear vein protruded from the forearm.
Chen Jing spoke slowly, his voice was a little hoarse just after exercising, "Literary Society..."
He remembered that each class of the Literature Club published two copies, so could she see...
Chen Jing immediately agreed: "Okay."
Xiao Ran stood behind Zhou Xue, looked at Chen Jing secretly, and assisted Zhou Xue to start recording Chen Jing's answers.
More than a dozen questions suddenly exceeded the preset time that Zhou Xue said. But Chen Jing didn't care, and still answered patiently, with a gentle attitude and a sincere tone.
Xiao Ran is dual-purpose, thinking that the seniors are good people, and the few learning skills shared are dry goods. She remembered slowly, and he would wait for her between questions.
But Xiao Ran always felt a sense of distance. I don't know if it's because of the lens, the senior seems to be covered with a layer of fog, making her unable to see clearly, where the faint sadness on his body comes from.
After asking about the content of study, Zhou Xue started a light topic: "Senior, I saw you participated in the top ten singer competition a few days ago, and I saw your video on the Internet. I didn't expect the senior to play the guitar. Ask the senior if he taught himself the guitar?"
"Not really." Chen Jing looked a little helpless, "My brother is a guitar player, he forced me to learn for a while... But he said I have no talent, and gave up on me."
Zhou Xue and Xiao Ran laughed.
The last question was asked by Xiao Ran: "Why did the senior choose the song "Aries"?"
As soon as the words fell, Xiao Ran noticed that the person in front of her was stagnant.
Answering the previous question, he paused for a second or two at most, but faced with this simplest question, he unexpectedly paused for a long time.
The sun was sinking to the west, leaving the last hazy red glow on the horizon. The night came quietly, engulfing the warm clouds little by little.
The slanting light shining on Chen Jing's face disappeared.
From the beginning to the end, his face was always calm.
Hearing Xiao Ran's words at this moment, thinking of something, a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth, more intoxicating than the setting sun.
Chen Jing lowered his voice, and was brought by the silent evening wind:
"Because... I like Aries."
Xiao Ran nodded and wrote on the paper:
Because, like "Aries".
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Those who don’t change the pearls are all little angels, right?
Thank you everyone for your beads and messages
I stopped for a day and felt that the heat and anxiety were gone and I was motivated to continue writing | ू•ૅω•́)ᵎᵎᵎ
This chapter may be more like a side story or a small theater
Because it's a third perspective
I just want to write about the interview
And the misunderstanding of liking Aries and liking "Aries"
Some words can only be understood by certain people
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