Tsim Sha Tsui has convenient transportation and a superior environment. Whether in the past or present, it is a must-fight place for merchants. After walking a few hundred meters on the street, the two entered a large department store.

"I have been in Twilight for more than two years and have never seen Uncle Chen have any other expressions." In the men's clothing area on the fourth floor, Qiao Yadan said while flipping through the clothes on the hanger: "Last time, two guests drank too much and fought in the bar, and their heads were bleeding. Uncle Chen came, and his brows didn't frown, and he threw them out. It's amazing that you can make him show a surprised expression today."

"Is that so? Then I'm honored."

"Small! Look at you being so pretty."

"Where do I have it?"

"You really wrote the song just now?"

"Who would use glass as a theme to write songs when I was idle?" Fang Xiao finished speaking and added: "Besides, there are only plastic cups in my dormitory, no glass cups."

Although he didn't sing the lyrics just now, the song was pure and clean, graceful and sad, very consistent with the transparent, beautiful but fragile and fragile abstract temperament of the glass. Qiao Yadan undoubtedly had him, gave him a big smile and asked, "You are so talented, why didn't you perform before?"

"My life ideal is to be a master who is vague and wise is to be a big hermit who is hiding in the market and is waiting to die."

"Just pretend you!" Qiao Yadan laughed, then picked up a shirt, compared it on Fang Xiao's chest, and said, "This looks good, can you try it?"

Fang Xiao looked at the colorful tropical beach-style casual shirt with various floral patterns, frowned and said, "Is this too exaggerated?"

"Try it." Qiao Yadan pushed him to the fitting room and said, "You can only hook up with beautiful women when you work in a bar and wear gorgeous clothes."

I dress like a vegetable girl, but I dress up like a macaw...

Fang Xiao complained in his heart, but he didn't object. He walked into the fitting room and changed it in a few seconds. After walking out, Qiao Yadan's expression was exactly the same as yesterday's permission. He said in a fuss: "Fang Xiao, you are really a clothes rack. It would be a pity not to be a model."

She went around for a while, looked at it, and said, "It's just that I'm too thin, just have more muscles."

"Are there any models under 1.8 meters?"

Fang Xiao complained that after looking at the mirror, he also thought it was good - the body skeleton is very straight, the limbs are slender, and although the facial features are not delicate enough, they have thick eyebrows and a straight nose and a clear outline. If they have muscles like Uncle Chen, they will be very stylish.

Why not have a beard?

Maybe I can move towards the direction of idol stars?

While thinking about it, Fang Xiao let Qiao Yadan drag it around the men's clothing department in the mall and bought jeans with scratches with white and ripped holes. Then he went to the fifth floor to buy shoes.

Women are so excited about shopping in the mall, and men are far from reaching. Fang Xiao tried a few pairs of shoes and became a little annoyed. In the storefront of a sports shoe, he picked up a pair of breathable running shoes that looked more pleasing to the eye and said, "This is good, right?"

"This gentleman is really good. This is a new summer model that has just been launched. It is refreshing and breathable, fashionable and trendy." The waiter enthusiastically brought a pair of women's shoes with the same color and introduced: "This is a couple's shoes. Why not try this lady? You two are very compatible and will look good when you walk together. And if you buy two pairs together, you will get a 20% discount."

Qiao Yadan took the shoes and looked left and right, obviously feeling moved. Fang Xiao lowered his head and glanced at her pair of dirty flat shoes that had not had time to change, and said, "Then try them all."

The waiter asked about the size, then went to the warehouse to find shoes. Qiao Yadan looked at Fang Xiao with a smile and asked, "Do you give it to me?"

"Yes, it's not expensive anyway, and you can also get discounts."

Qiao Yadan gritted his teeth and complained in a low voice: "What a fool. He doesn't say what he should say, and he has to say what he shouldn't say."

"What did you say?"

"nothing."

After taking the shoes, Qiao Yadan ran away from a distance, sat on another stool to change his shoes, and then walked over and stood shoulder to shoulder with Fang Xiao in front of the mirror. After looking for a while, she somehow said a little weakly: "Isn't it too ostentatious? Will it be a joke if someone sees it?"

The blue and white shoes are so arrogant...

It's far worse than that floral shirt...

Fang Xiao smiled and said, "Do you fit your feet? Just buy it if you fit your feet."

"You really want to buy it?"

"Your feet are so smelly, how can you sell them when you wear them?"

"Why don't you die!" Qiao Yadan turned his head and glared at him, and said aggrievedly: "You go to do a day of work, and then smell whether your feet are smelly."

Fang Xiao saw that her eyes were red and she wanted to suck her big mouth, so she quickly apologized: "I was wrong. You have stinky feet and I have stinky mouth, okay?"

"Is this what you said to comfort people?!" Qiao Yadan laughed and cursed, lowered his head and took off his small bag, smashed it in his arms hatefully, and said, "Take it, I'm going to the bathroom."

Then she walked away in a hurry with her new shoes without tying her shoelaces.

After paying the payment, Fang Xiao asked the clerk to put up the old shoes and then sat in the store and waited.

"Beautiful boy." The business in the store was deserted. The waiter chatted with him and asked, "Are you two good friends?"

"That's right."

"She's chasing you?"

"How do you know?"

"You are so stupid and so stupid. You take the initiative to chase after you. I see you can't even chase a sow."

My mouth is even more stinky than mine...

No wonder the business is so light...

Qiao Yadan came back soon, tied her shoelaces tightly, and said, "Let's go and have a meal, it's almost six o'clock."

“Where to eat?”

"Just go to the food court on the underground floor to have a bowl of noodles."

"After passing this village, there will be no more shop." Fang Xiao stood up and said, "Don't say I'm stingy in the future."

"This time is tight, so just eat something casually. Next time I will take a day to come out and eat you to death!"

The two squeezed into the sightseeing elevator and went straight to the first floor of the briquette. They found a soup noodle restaurant with not many customers and ordered two seafood noodles.

While waiting, Fang Xiao was very bored and asked, "Uncle Shen said you need to go back to school every night, but I heard that you rarely go back to school after your senior year. Do you have a house rented outside?"

Qiao Yadan didn't answer. She lowered her head and pulled her fingernails. After a while, she looked up and asked, "Is it Tang Yiyi said?"

Fang Xiao was stunned.

"Did Tang Yiyi say that I often don't go home at night and sell it outside?"

I still don’t know what Tang Yiyi looks like, but how can I know what she says about you...

I just asked casually...

"Fang Xiao, please reach out."

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I won't be as violent as Uncle Shen, and I won't touch your fingers."

Fang Xiao followed the words, facing the sky and put his palm on the dining table.

“Turn around.”

All right……

Fang Xiao made up his hands.

Qiao Yadan stretched out her hands, placed them on the back of Fang Xiao's hand, and asked, "How do you feel?"

Fang Xiao was surprised and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The girl in her twenties was also a piano student, and her hands should be as smooth as silk, but what he touched was like rough sandpaper.

He grabbed Qiao Yadan's wrist with his back hand, raised it up and looked at it, and was surprised again - her palm skin was yellow, the texture was deep, and covered with calluses, as if a peasant woman in her thirties and forties had a long red mark on the palm of her left hand, which seemed to have been injured by some kind of sharp weapon.

"My dad, the one who was born, thought my mother could not have a son. When I was four years old, I drove us and my daughter away." Qiao Yadan let him grab his wrist and said, "My mom later took me to remarry a cripple, who is my current dad. He treats us very well, but he is not in good health and has no ability. He can only repair bicycles and shoes. I later had a younger brother. My tuition and living expenses and living expenses are all earned by my mom doing odd jobs for people. "

"I came to school in my freshman year, and my mother borrowed 1,500 yuan for me as living expenses. That was the last money I got from my family. The next day I came to school, I went out to find work. During the winter vacation, I brought 2,000 yuan back and told my mother that it was a scholarship. She was very happy. In fact, I got the first semester exam score in the whole class."

Qiao Yadan took back his hand and said, "Later, I came to work at Uncle Shen, and it became much easier. I could send some money back every month. This place is so far from the school, and it takes more than two hours to go back and forth. There are no classes this semester. I rented a small house nearby, worked in a bar at night, and went to do odd jobs during the day."

"I'm indeed selling outside, but I'm selling these hands, not the body."

Studying music is much more expensive than studying other majors. Qiao Yadan's tone is plain and his words are simple, but the hardships behind it are unimaginable...

In the music department where competition is popular, impetuous and flashy, it is really rare for her to be self-disciplined and self-reliant...

Fang Xiao looked at her calm expression, then looked at her retracted hands, and was stunned for a while, and asked, "What's the matter with your left hand?"

"I used to kill fish for people at the seafood market. Do you know? In winter, the weather is not cold, but the water is very cold. One morning, I accidentally slipped my scissors and injured my hand." Qiao Yadan spread her left hand and looked at it, saying, "Fortunately, she was wearing gloves and blocked it. She was not injured deeply and could continue playing the piano. If she was dropped from school, I really don't know how sad my mother would be."

Fang Xiao exhaled and said, "The music department is not just about piano."

"There is no longer agile in such hands, and it is almost the same as playing any instrument." Qiao Yadan smiled and said, "I will never become a so-called pianist in my life, so I have to be a piano teacher."

At this time, the seafood noodles of the two were delivered. Fang Xiao had no appetite. After taking a few bites, he put down his chopsticks.

"Why, it's not delicious?"

"No, I'm not too hungry." Fang Xiao looked at Qiao Yadan who was eating noodles with big mouthfuls, and after a while, he said, "Jiao Yadan, I can help you with the recruitment of the Sacred Heart, but you don't want to play with me in the future, okay?"

When Qiao Yadan heard this, she burst into laughter and almost sprayed the noodle soup. She wiped it in a hurry, then bent her eyes and said, "How can I play with you?"

"I'm not very familiar with you, why are you so enthusiastic about me?" Fang Xiao thought for a while, then pulled the neckline of his shirt and said, "You were still like this yesterday."

Qiao Yadan bit her lip, poked the shrimps in the bowl with chopsticks, poked them around, and said, "Fang Xiao, before the interview yesterday, I always thought you were a slug, soft, no backbone, and useless. I really wanted the job of Sacred Heart, but my transcripts at school were not very good, and there was no one to rely on. I could only think of some wrong ways. At that time, I just wanted to use you, so I did that kind of action."

"I heard that more than 20 people in our school participated in the first exam." Fang Xiao was puzzled and said, "You are the only person in the school to enter the second exam except me. How could your grades be bad?"

"That's because I stole the questions and answers you gave her from Tang Yiyi."

What the hell……

If you don’t lose your country secretly, your ministers will lose your body secretly. This ex-boy is too useless. How can you spread the secretly operated activities?
To be continued...