The look of Jiang Qi made Zhixi remember for a long time.

    In fact, for a ten-year-old girl, she should be afraid to see such bloodthirsty eyes from a boy, but she is strangely not afraid.

    Because pure pupils can capture the struggling soul under a person's skin, Zhixi is more concerned that Jiang Qi at this moment is being suppressed and bullied, and he is suffering.

    So Zhiqi pursed her lips and did something quite bold for her.

    She just kept doing it, took out her stationery box from her schoolbag and smashed it against the locked glass window with all her strength!

    The school's tofu dregs project is of course not worth the pure iron stationery box bought by the girl from a wealthy family.

    The boys in the dark classroom were startled and looked up suddenly—

    "Jiang Qi!" Zhiqi saw exactly where Jiang Qi was with the eyes that came through the window, and then quickly kicked a piece of glass with his toes: "Take it!"

    Occasionally, some people need extreme violence to solve.

    For example, now, when those senior boys saw the sharp glass in Jiang Qi's hand, they didn't dare to throw their fists at him like before.

    They would just take turns staring at Zhiqi and Jiang Qi, swearing and leaving before the security guards patrolling the school found out.

     After all, this is the first time for Zhiqi to do such a 'dangerous' thing. After they left, the courage she held was relieved, and she leaned against the wall behind her. , his face was pale and pale, and his breathing was short of breath.

    Jiang Qi looked at her with a little moonlight, and said nothing.

    For a long time, he heard the soft voice of the little girl: "You...you didn't take your schoolbag."

    Zhi Qi still hasn't forgotten why she was looking for Jiang Qi. The boy lowered his eyes, walked to her in silence, bent down and picked up his schoolbag.

    "Jiang Qi." I don't know if it was because I was scared just now, the girl's voice was a little weak, and she asked him timidly: "Can you give me a hand?

     Her legs are weak.

    So Jiang Qi threw away the broken glass in his hand, grabbed Zhiqi's hand and pulled the girl up.

    That was the first time they held hands, Jiang Qi had not yet realized how pampered and soft the girl's hand was compared to the very rough hands he had been picking vegetables since he was a child, because That contact was really short-lived.

    Zhixi still gave a soft "Huh".

    The boy's hand could not be seen clearly in the dark, she tilted her head curiously and asked, "Jiang Qi, do you have something in your hand?"

    She accidentally touched a scar on the back of the boy's hand, but she didn't know what it was.

    Jiang Qi's fingers stiffened immediately, he pursed his lips and let go of her, he resumed his indifferent voice: "Let's go."

    Afterwards, it was Zhixi and her parents who said she accidentally broke a piece of glass in the school and gave up money to lose the school.

    After Jiang Qi found out, he took the initiative to come to Zhixi's class to find her after class for the first time.

    The little girl was stunned and ran over happily: "Jiang Qi, why are you here?"

    People were coming and going, Jiang Qi straightened a little uncomfortable, and looked at her with light eyes: "How much?"

    The smile on Zhixi's face froze, and she frowned suspiciously: "What money?"

    "Classroom glass." After Jiang Qi finished speaking, he seemed a little embarrassed before continuing: "I will pay you back."

    Maybe it's the reason why children from poor families are in charge of the family early. At a young age, Jiang Qi understood how to write the word 'self-esteem'.

    "Oh, that." Zhiqi's long eyelashes blinked, she didn't know why she was a little disappointed, but she quickly ignored this short-lived emotion and smiled again: "Why do you want to Give it back to me? I was the one who broke it."

    Although she is young, she also understands the truth of being a human being.

    "No." Jiang Qi's voice was stiff: "It's because of me."

    "No way." Zhiqi was already leaning on the railing to drink milk, her voice was muffled: "I broke it, and it's not much money, my mother and teacher said that I was not hurt. It's good, it's only fifty bucks in total..."

    Fifty dollars.

    She didn't care about it at all, but Jiang Qi wrote down the number silently, and he hummed softly.

    Zhi Qi didn't realize how stubborn Jiang Qi was until very later.

    In the year of graduating from elementary school, he just gave her fifty yuan. For a little boy who needs to help his uncle sell vegetables to earn books and go to school, fifty yuan is a dime. I have saved the dime for two years, but I still insist on paying her back.

    Abstaining from her memory, Zhiqi found that she had saved a folder of Jiang Qi pictures at some point, all searched from the Internet, high-definition pictures, paste pictures, she saved almost all of them down.

    Unfortunately, there are not many photos of Jiang Qi, and there is not much news. She sighed with regret.

    When Meng Chunyu opened the bedroom door, what she saw was Zhiqi staring at the computer.

    "Oh my God..." When she saw Jiang Qi's pictures on the screen, the girl's mouth widened in surprise, she walked over quickly and asked, "Xiqi, do you like it? Go on this Jiang Qi?"

    The voices stumbled nervously.

    "Hahahaha, how could I not know." But Meng Chunyu couldn't help laughing at Zhiqi's behavior, and laughed: "Why are you nervous? You are the symptoms of a typical star-chasing girl. !"

    …

    It turned out that she thought she was, what kind of star chasing girl.

    Zhi Qi almost thought that she liked Jiang Qi was discovered again.

    After all, in high school, everyone knew that she liked Jiang Qi.

    Hopefully.

    But now...

    Zhixi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly: "Maybe."

    There is nothing wrong with the name of 'star chasing girl', Jiang Qi itself is more shining than the stars.

    But Meng Chunyu couldn't understand her madness, she shook her head and sighed with emotion: "Baby, you 2G girl has finally connected to the Internet, is it the first time you like male stars? This little brother He's pretty handsome, but if you've been in jail, you'll definitely get hacked, and it's not good to be a girlfriend fan and career fan, so you might as well like someone else."

    Zhixi couldn't understand her 'fan circle language' at all, and looked at her blankly.

    Meng Chunyu couldn't help laughing when she saw this, slender fingers tapped her head: "Ah yo, I mean this Jiang Qi has no future, I guess it's just an accidental one. Just a newbie."

    This time Zhixi understood, and pursed her lips a little displeased.

    "Who said that." She was gentle, and rarely refuted her roommate. She solemnly clenched her fist and said, "He has a great future!"

    …

    Meng Chunyu looked at her blankly: "Have you entered the state of a star-chasing girl so soon?"

    This look is really like when she chased her idol all night and fought with Heizi on the Internet.

    Zhixi put down her hand a little embarrassedly, and said wholeheartedly: "In short, don't talk about him."

    She doesn't like to hear criticism of Jiang Qi from others.

    "Okay, okay, of course you won't tell me if you like me." Meng Chunyu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and patted Zhiqi's shoulder very understandingly: "It's true that we Qiqi also chase stars. Unexpectedly, do you want my old auntie in the fan circle to teach you how to get started?"

    Do you need to be taught about star chasing?

    Zhi Qi was stunned for a moment, but after a while, she realized that she really had some questions and wanted to ask Meng Chunyu.

    "Chun Yu, that..." She thought for a while, then asked carefully, "If I want to see Jiang Qi, is there any way?"

    If she wants to secretly, just look at Jiang Qi.

    "Are you thinking of seeing your brother so soon?" Meng Chunyu was digging out old yogurt to eat, she almost choked on hearing this, and looked at Zhiqi with a serious face , turning the spoon with his fingers and pretending to be mysterious—

    "Well, it's not impossible. Generally, if I want to meet my idol, I follow the fan support club, follow the professional fans, and Jiaqun knows about the idol's itinerary. If there is a public event, I will You can find a way to get tickets to the scene."

    The more Zhixi listened, the tighter her brows became, and she wondered how chasing a star would be harder than writing a research report?

    She simply asked, "What are support clubs and professional fans?"

    …

    "Uh." Meng Chunyu was silent for a while, and then said awkwardly: "This, Jiang Qi is still a newcomer in your family, and may not have these."

    Generally, artists who have to attract some fans have so many formal 'team building'.

    Zhixi lowered her eyes in disappointment: "Then what should I do?"

      The movie that Jiang Qi is currently showing is such a dark horse, the better the box office, the more likely it is to hold a fan meeting. Then I will find a way to get tickets. No matter how bad it is, I can go to his Weibo to see if there is any news - yes, Do you have Weibo?"

    .

    Zhiqi downloaded Weibo under Meng Chunyu's guidance, registered, followed the instructions to give her Weibo a nickname, after thinking about it, she simply used the word 'zhiqi', and then followed The first person is 'Jiang Qi' certified by Weibo.

    Looking at Jiang Qi's Weibo with the head of a tree, Zhiqi suddenly became nervous, she grabbed Meng Chunyu's sleeve like a little mole and asked, "Chunyu, if I send him a message, he will Will you get back to me?"

    Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help beating wildly, and a feeling of wanting to send him, but not wanting it, lingered in her chest.

    "...What are you thinking about?" Meng Chunyu couldn't help but laugh again, this time even more exaggerated and out of breath, leaning on the bedside and covering his lips: "Haha, little fairy, you, don't make fun of me, okay?"

    Zhixi was embarrassed by the smile on her face, and her ears were hot.

    "I don't know how many fans send private messages to their brother's Weibo every day, where do they get the time to watch?"

    Enough laughing, Meng Chunyu explained to her leisurely: "All celebrities don't read Weibo private messages, they sign up for Weibo, basically just giving fans one It's just a tree hole."

    Zhixi listened carefully, and finally pursed her lips and smiled.

    "Spring Rain, thank you."

    Maybe for others, it will be very uncomfortable and disappointing for others to not receive a response to the message sent.

    But for Zhiqi, she happened to need a tree hole named 'Jiang Qi'.

    I was afraid of disturbing him, but I really wanted to talk to him. Now that Jiang Qi's Weibo doesn't read private messages, that's just right.

    Lying on the bed after washing up, Zhiqi got into the quilt and wrapped her whole body as she did when she was a child, and then went to Weibo and sent two private messages to 'Jiang Qi', without any scruples Use this dialog box as your own 'mind record book'—

    [I miss you very much, it’s raining again for Lin Lan today. ]

    [You said that every rainy day would buy me red bean milk tea to drink. ]

    [DAY.1. ]