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    Zheng Yimian turned around.

    The light projected from behind him, turning into a puddle of broken gold on the ground.

    He looked the same, stepped on the shadow in front of him, and naturally stood beside her.

    Zheng Yimian pursed her lips and continued to read the script.

    "Okay, now let me talk about the role assignment. This assignment is firstly that we refer to various aspects, and secondly, we refer to everyone's wishes"

    "Zheng Yimian, just play Esmeralda, no objection?"

    "Frollo, Liang Yu."

    Someone laughed: "What about Quasimodo?"

    Sister: "Zhao Yuan took the initiative to invite Ying, he thinks he is qualified for this role."

    Zhao Yuan sneered: "The beauty of the soul, don't you mortals not understand?"

    "Okay," said the senior sister, "Then let's rehearse this scene first, and everyone will recite the lines first."

    Everyone familiarized themselves with the lines at the bottom, and walked through the cutscene in a daze. The senior sister said: "Remember your positions, rehearse here for today, and go back to memorize the lines tonight.  Retrain."

    Just about to leave, the senior sister saw that Zheng Yimian was not in good condition, and asked her: "Why are you not feeling well today? Seeing that you have been covering your stomach, is that coming?"

    Zheng Yimian nodded: "Yeah."

    "Then you go back and have a good rest, and then buy some hot jujube milk tea."

    "Know it."

    Everyone dispersed at the door, Zheng Yimian took out his mobile phone and saw the message sent by the class leader in the group: [Today at noon we are cleaning the studio together with the animation class 2, this time it's the third group's turn to do the cleaning, at 1:30  Remember to go to the studio.  ¡¿

    It just so happened that Zheng Yimian was in the third group.

    She sighed secretly and rushed to come together for everything, while rushing to the studio resignedly.

    The studio is not far from here, it's a matter of going upstairs and downstairs.

    When we arrived at the studio, everyone was ready to start cleaning.

    Jiang Yating, who was rehearsing the drama with her, was in the second class of animation, and she also went upstairs to clean the studio.

    Jiang Yating happened to be the person in charge of arranging the cleaning.

    She pointed to Zheng Yimian: "You clean the windows."

    It is autumn now, and although the water is not as cool as in summer, it still has a certain temperature.

    As long as you don't encounter particularly icy water, or keep soaking in cold water, there should be no major problems.

    Zheng Yimian nodded: "Then I'll go get the water."

    Just about to turn around, Jiang Yating called to her: "Wait a minutethe water is ready for you."

    "Xiao He, bring me the bucket."

    After someone brought the bucket, Jiang Yating picked up a bottle of ice mineral water that she had prepared earlier, unscrewed it, poured the large bottle of water into the bucket, and threw a rag into it.

    She looked at Zheng Yimian.

    Li Min saw it, and seemed to want to warm up the scene: "Well, it's inconvenient for Mianmian."

    "I know," Jiang Yating said proudly, "but if you come here, can you skip cleaning?"

    No matter how dull a person is, even at this moment, Jiang Yating's aura of wanting to cause trouble can be detected.

    Zheng Yimian was about to speak when there were hands on her shoulders.

    The familiar smell escapes into the nasal cavity.

    When she turned her head, Liang Yu held her shoulders, pushed her to the side of the chair, and exerted a little force with her hand¡ª¡ª

    Zheng Yimian just sat on the chair.

    Seeing that she was seated, Liang Yu let go, walked to the bucket, and glanced at Jiang Yating.

    Although he doesn't say a word, he has always had the ability to scare people without saying a word.

    Jiang Yating softened in an instant, opened her mouth, and before she could speak, Liang Yu leaned over and suddenly poured a large bucket of water on the window.

    The movement was too fast, and the sound of water splashing against the window was too loud, so frightened that Jiang Yating subconsciously took two steps back.

    The water stains kept sliding down the glass surface, and the water outside the window sill trickled down.

    Liang Yu grabbed the newspaper at hand, Jiang Yating was about to back away again, he stretched out his hand to crumple the newspaper and stick it on the window.

    The tone of the voice is cool and thin, with an irrefutable indifference: "¡ªshe can't do it, I'll wipe it."

    Although it was a clear explanation, Jiang Yating didn't even dare to breathe out. She didn't say or do anything to her, but she dared to take a few deep breaths after the person left.

    After Liang Yu tidied up the window sill and threw the garbage into the basket, he left quickly.

    Zheng YiTell me," Li Min looked back at Zhao Yuan, "what's the matter?  Those who didn't know thought he said something shocking"

    "Liang Yu said the report, isn't that shocking enough?! I hate that I didn't record it¡ª" Zhao Yuan patted the table, "It's been so many years, this is the first time I've heard the word report from his mouth.  The degree of shock can be compared to my winning five million, no, I'm going to buy a lottery ticket after class."

    Zheng Yimian: ""

    Liang Yu quickly walked over, put a hot drink on Zheng Yimian's table as he passed by, and then sat back naturally.

    Zhao Yuan leaned over in an awkward way: "Interview, Brother Yu, how do you feel about the report for the first time in nineteen years?"

    Liang Yu looked at him coldly: "I think you think you've lived too long."

    Zhao Yuan:?  ?  ?

    ////

    When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zheng Yimian slowly packed her schoolbag. While eating in the cafeteria, Li Min looked at her, and suddenly said in a low voice: "I feel like you've been absent-minded for the past two days. What's the matter?"

    Zheng Yimian opened his mouth, and spoke carefully: "Minmin, if one day you find out that there is a person who may"

    Before I finished speaking, the senior sister who was rehearsing the play called: "Mianmian, Mianmian, we are going to speed up, can you come to rehearse now?"

    Zheng Yimian froze for a moment: "Okay, then I'll rush over after dinner."

    A phone call completely ruined the atmosphere of what she was going to talk about.

    She bowed her head and took a few bites before going to the art building to rehearse.

    When I first arrived, the rehearsal had already started for a while.

    She was walking down the stage when she suddenly saw Liang Yu turn around to face her.

    Looking at each other, he opened his mouth to read his lines, like the wind passing through the empty valley, a dream in the middle of the night.

    Like a toe running over a thick stack of autumn maple leaves, the sound is trivial and pleasant.

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