After the song was over, the place had become quiet.
Most of the people were still silent in the atmosphere of the song, and after the silence, it became exciting again. The children began to applaud, they stood up and jumped, laughing and moving.
In joy, Jian Qiaoxin looked at Yan Gan.
Yan Gan had already retreated, he stood straight as a warrior on the battlefield simply shoved his sword into its sheath, after he had fought a perfect victory, neat and full of arrogance.
The sun shine gently casted down on him, and Yan Gan's body was tall and handsome, as if he was indeed covered with golden light.
Jian Qiaoxin's heart moved slightly, and he watched the man walk towards him step by step. It took a long time for Jian Qiaoxin to find his own voice: "You've played well."
Yan Gan stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from Jian Qiaoxin's head. The man's fingertips had thin calluses, and he rubbed the person's face with a rough feeling: "Are you that excited? You're all sweaty."
"Kind of." Jian Qiaoxin wiped it embarrassingly: "It's very fun."
Yan Gan said softly: "Having fun?"
Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback, nodded earnestly, with a smile on his face: "Yup."
Yan Gan squeezed his face: "You're having fun. Uncle fixed the tables and moved the piano over here. I had never done such labor work in my whole life."
"..."
True, a president came to a small fishing village to be a volunteer.
Jian Qiaoxin's moist eyes had a tint of smile, and the white shirt had been stained with a little mud because they had been tossing around all day at the school. His face did not have make-up on, but it gave such a realistic feeling to others.
He grabbed Yan Gan's clothes, lowered his voice, and said sincerely, "Thank you."
Yan Gan looked at him in his spare time: "Do you really want to thank me?"
Jian Qiaoxin did not dare to say otherwise, so he nodded: "I do."
Yan Gan leaned down slightly, his tall figure seemed to trap the youth in his arms. The man's momentum was compelling, with a faint sneer on his face: "How are you going to thank me?"
Jian Qiaoxin took a half step back unconsciously. He glanced at the phone next to him with a little embarrassment, and gave him a small push: "People are watching..."
"Why can't I show it to others?" Yan Gan "tsk", "Are you saying that the two of us are not allowed to be together?"
"..."
Jian Qiaoxin was not excited, but the audience in the live stream room were exploding:
---hoder: No, no, no, you think we don't exist, Xiao Xin!
---It's not cold on rainy days: Go on, let Mr. Yan continue his ruffian words!
---Who flies to me: It doesn't matter, Mr. Yan, continue with your words, we can!
If everyone did not approve of the relationship between this pair before, now everyone has seen through why this pair is a good match. In the relationship between Jian Qiaoxin and Mr. Yan, it seemed that Mr. Yan was the one taking the initiative. In just a few hours, Mr. Yan had made everyone have second hand embarrassment.
While everyone was chatting, a person came in just outside the school gate, the person carrying a bag, and a camera in his hand.
Jian Qiaoxin turned to look at the person and was taken aback.
The person who came in was a tall and skinny young man. He was a little shocked when he saw the set up of the program group, but he still beckoned: "Hello, did I come at a bad time?"
The director hurriedly came out and explained: "This is Xiao Feng from the social field survey. He is going to come here often to do a population survey. He happened to pass by the fishing village today and wants to come over."
Jian Qiaoxin took a step forward, with some surprises: "Feng Qing?"
Feng Qing also unloaded the package. He came over to hug Jian Qiaoxin and was very happy: "I heard that there is a program group recording a variety show here, but I didn't expect it to be you."
Jian Qiaoxin was even more pleasantly surprised: "Me too, you didn't contact me when you're here."
Yan Gan took a long stride and walked over a few steps, calmly pulling Jian Qiaoxin back slightly to prevent the two from cuddling again, the man with a commercial smile on his face, stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you."
Feng Qing was taken aback. His work was going everywhere, so there weren't many opportunities to meet Jian Qiaoxin, his good friend. He also heard from Jian Qiaoxin about giving birth and falling in love, but now he saw Yan Gan for the first time, it was still somewhat unbelievable.
Feng Qing stretched out his hand stiffly: "Hello, Mr. Yan."
Yan Gan put his hand lazily on Jian Qiaoxin's shoulder: "No need to be so formal. I am Xiao Xin's husband and you are his good friend. Just call me Yan Gan."
He aggravated the word "husband", so that Feng Qing couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
Feng Qing didn't dare to be insensitive, but still called him: "Brother Gan."
Jian Dan and Fu Lougui from the back also came over. None of them were the kind of artists who were very ostentatious. They shook hands to greet Feng Qing, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
In the afternoon, everyone discussed what activity to do, and felt that there was no need to repeat the same content as in the morning. Although they only had one day here, they also hoped to make it fulfilling for everyone.
Jian Dan suggested: "If this is the case, why don't we do something meaningful?"
Yan Gan: "For example?"
Jian Dan gave a very vague idea: "For example, playing games or something."
"Like learning how to play a musical instrument." Jian Qiaoxin pointed at the piano not far away: "I took a quick look at the class's lesson plan before and found that the lesson plan was quite a single subject like learning numbers and words, nothing else. Of course, this is not the teacher's fault, there is only one teacher in the whole school, it is not easy. But I think the children seem to enjoy new activities and they might like to learn how to sing."
Yan Gan didn't have any comments: "We can."
Feng Qing was here to do a population survey, but he could also be of some help, so he said: "I can do it."
Jian Qiaoxin curved his lips into a smile: "How about this, we can combine learning and resting, learn singing in one period, and play games in the next one."
Everyone had no objection.
Standing on the side, Feng Qing looked at his childhood friend, who was standing in front of him. His childhood friend stood there alone, with his back straight. When his friend was speaking, he was confident and full of vitality. His friend was whispering something to Yan Gan, his face was full of smiles.
A truly outstanding relationship is to make each other feel better about themselves.
For a moment, Feng Qing felt that Jian Qiaoxin seemed to be a different person. Before his friend was neither humble nor overbearing, but he was quite stubborn and always oppressed himself. Although his appearance was good looking, it was like a vase with a mere appearance, there was no soul.
But now he was different, he was radiant, he was confident and full of vigor, he had met someone who could light up his whole world.
Xiao Xin.
You really have met the right person.
Jian Qiaoxin noticed that Feng Qing's eyes were on him. He raised his head and looked at Feng Qing: "Xiao Qing, how long can you stay?"
Feng Qing returned to his senses, and said honestly: "There's no time limit, maybe I will go back after completing the survey."
Jian Qiaoxin noticed that Yan Gan was squeezing his hand, and said nothing, "Then let's get together when you have time. Are you staying for dinner?"
Feng Qing said, "Yeah, I am."
Now that everything was determined, the group of people dispersed and prepared for work.
Jian Qiaoxin was very happy. He actually didn't have many friends. During college, his life was surrounded around Qiu Jian and he did not get to connect with a lot of people. After he joined showbiz, his connection was even more limited. Feng Qing was one of the few friends he had. He dragged Yan Gan to walk inside: "Don't we still have more than two hundred yuan? Let's check with the director to see if we are sleeping in this village tonight. It's been a long time since Xiao Qing and I got to see each other. If we are in the village, let's buy some food and catch up during dinner."
Yan Gan smiled and said, "You have a good relationship with him?"
Jian Qiaoxin didn't think too much of this sentence: "We do. We used to be in the same class during school. Although we did not go to the same college, we still kept in touch. Just that, when we started working, we did not get to meet up much. Xiao Qing is a very ideal and ambitious person. He does social work..."
Because he was so happy today, he started to talk a lot, and he didn't notice Yan Gan's gradually darkening face.
He didn't notice it, but the little clever viewers in the live chat had already discovered it.
---Lian Lian Lian: "Aiyo, although I don't see Mr. Yan's face, I think Xiao Xin, if you keep on going with this, it won't be good for you."
---Mushroom: Maybe Mr. Yan is very generous, not the kind of man who wants to control...
---Man Touchen: Tsk tsk, it's too early to say.
Yan Gan stepped on the steps slowly and took advantage of the opportunity to help a child who almost fell over. His voice was indifferent: "This village is quite far from the market. Buying food, where do you go to buy food?"
Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback and hesitated: "If we can't buy it, then just forget it, no need for a feast. Anyway, Xiao Qing won't mind..."
"Really?" Yan Gan's voice was raised a little higher. He looked sideways at Jian Qiaoxin, with a warm smile at the corner of his mouth: "Then Uncle won't bother you to relive your old time."
"..."
Even if there was a feast in front of him now, Jian Qiaoxin had absolutely no appetite.
Seeing that Yan Gan was about to go into the classroom by himself, he didn't care about the photographer next to him, so he grabbed the man: "What are you talking about, we all can catch up together."
Yan Gan came in to grab the balls for the game, squatted down and took two: "This is not good. You haven't seen each other for many years. What if we outsiders disturb you?"
Jian Qiaoxin stiffened: "You are not an outsider, and he won't mind."
Yan Gan sneered: "The most important thing is that he doesn't mind?"
"..."
Jian Qiaoxin looked at Yan Gan and noticed that the man next to him seemed to not care and was just going on with his business like usual. He even had a smile on his mouth. At first glance, he did seem to be talking and laughing.
But, this is Yan Gan.
His Yan Gan.
Jian Qiaoxin leaned closer and took a ball. He pursed the corners of his lips and smiled uncontrollably: "A Gan."
"Hm?"
"Are you jealous?"
If it was an ordinary person, it was impossible for the person to admit it, but Mr. Yan was not an ordinary person. He glanced at Jian Qiaoxin and raised his eyebrows: "What if I am?"
Jian Qiaoxin didn't expect that he would blatantly admit it.
"If I'm jealous." Yan Gan stared at him with deep eyes, and said every word in his voice: "Then what are you going to do?"
Jian Qiaoxin was holding the ball in his hand, and seemed to really think about it, and said lightly: "Then I won't talk to Xiao Qing at night."
"..."
In fact, Yan Gan was not jealous. The reason why he said so was just to tease Jian Qiaoxin, but he didn't expect that answer from Jian Qiaoxin.
For a moment, looking at the obedient little rabbit in front of him, there was an itch in his heart.
Yan Gan had to remind him: "No one knows when the next time the two of you can meet up. Are you sure you want to make Uncle happy and not talk to him?"
Jian Qiaoxin walked out holding the ball: "It can't be helped, it's a big deal, there will be a chance to have another meet up in the future. Compared with making you happy, reliving old times is not so hard to achieve."
Yan Gan grabbed him with one hand: "Come here."
Upon being pulled back, Jian Qiaoxin directly fell into Yan Gan's arms, and the man squeezed his face: "Is Uncle that kind of a petty person?"
"..."
I dare not say.
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