After Xia Xiaoxiao and Lin Wanning, as well as Zhang Yiyi's classes finished their performances, the sun had completely set.
The dim streetlights cast a faint glow, the large square was shrouded in gray, only when close could everyone see each other's faces clearly.
It wasn't until six thirty in the evening that the event dispersed, many classmates still had to eat and shower, leaving few people in the square.
After Xu Qingfan finished a call, he ran to the school gate to retrieve the KFC he had ordered, sharing it with the remaining classmates.
"No problem, let's take this one to He Caiting, bye, Class President Fan!"
"Next ti, it's your treat, goodbye Xiaoxiao."
"We'll head back to shower, thanks Fan for the KFC."
After everyone left, soon only a few of them were left on the marble steps.
"Tomorrow, I'll be in charge of taking pictures for everyone." Wu Lingyu had co over after eating dinner in the cafeteria, watching them devour food hungrily, she laughed.
"Hmm, everyone say thank you to Xiaoyu." Xu Qingfan jokingly shoved a french fry towards Wu Lingyu's mouth.
"Thank you, Xiaoyu!"
"Hehe~"
Wu Lingyu blushed bright red, opening her mouth to bite the offered fry.
"Twenty to eight, it's normal not to be selected, don't be too discouraged." Xu Qingfan patted her shoulder, offering so comfort.
"I'm not discouraged, next year..." Wu Lingyu trailed off, closing her mouth, realizing that next year there would be division into arts and sciences classes, and they wouldn't be in the sa class, so she might not continue as class president, not much to say further.
"Ti flies, soon it's 2012, it'll be ten years since I t everyone next year." Xiao Ruawen supported herself with her hands on the ground, looking up at the sky, continuing from Xiaoyu's "next year."
"If those two words didn't tremble, I wouldn't realize I'm sad, it's really quick." Xu Qingfan humd a line from Eason Chan's "Ten Years," feeling a brief nostalgia.
"02, 03, 04...11, 12, oh, the tenth year!" Lin Wanning miscounted sowhere, raising her eleventh finger, still calling it the tenth year.
Xu Qingfan grabbed her extra finger, reminding her: "Tree planting problem, three trees two spaces, must subtract one."
"I know, duh!" Lin Wanning pouted, unwilling to admit her mistake on a primary school math problem.
Wu Lingyu thought seriously, it seed their first official eting was after the Spring Festival in 2003.
But no need to be inflexible, everyone said next year is the tenth year, so it is.
"If next year is truly the apocalypse, knowing everyone for ten years doesn't seem bad." Xiao Ruawen stretched lazily, resting her head on Xia Xiaoxiao's shoulder.
Xu Qingfan could only smile helplessly at this, suddenly recalling a silly thing he did in his past life.
On December 21, 2012, in his previous life, Xu Qingfan followed a trend from the internet, asking Xia Xiaoxiao to let him have so fun.
Xu Qingfan thought it was simply entertaining to follow the trend, even if Xia Xiaoxiao did agree, he doubted he had the courage to accept.
Of course, Xia Xiaoxiao didn't indulge him, not even acknowledging him, her eye-roll said it all.
Despite this, Xu Qingfan could hardly lift his head in front of Xia Xiaoxiao for quite so ti afterward, thinking of his actions made him cringe.
"The world is fine, there's no way there'll be an apocalypse." Xia Xiaoxiao said indifferently.
"But the first four Mayan prophecies ca true, the final one is the 2012 apocalypse." Xiao Ruawen tried to prove her point, but she only rembered bits from the marketing accounts she read.
"The first Mayan prophecy talked about flying cars in the future, which are airplanes, and the second said there'd be a great villain in the twentieth century causing a world war in sixty-plus countries, which is WWI, WWII, and Hitler. The third..."
"It doesn't matter, I'll intervene." Xiao Ruawen was about to continue when Xu Qingfan suddenly spoke.
"Pfft... hahaha!"
After suppressing their laughter briefly, the five girls burst into loud laughter.
"With Brother Qingfan stepping in, the world won't end!" In the eyes of affection, Lin Wanning found Brother Qingfan pretty handso saying those words.
"Brother steps in, Wanning steps out." Zhang Yiyi covered her mouth, laughing secretly.
"Oh dear, Yiyi, you're laughing at !" Lin Wanning angrily put her hands on her hips, raising her eyebrows, the group clown once again amused everyone into fits of laughter.
Wu Lingyu looked at Xu Qingfan's profile, thinking: My apocalypse has long passed, each day henceforth is a rebirth.
[But Fan's apocalypse...]
Wu Lingyu didn't know if 2012 would be the apocalypse, but she knew that if she exposed Fan's misdeeds, his end could co any minute, anywhere.
Xu Qingfan noticed Wu Lingyu had been watching him for a while, he assud Xiaoyu was srized by his handso face, giving a crooked smile.
Wu Lingyu:...
Xu Qingfan gathered the trash from their food, saying: "There won't be an apocalypse, it's just a rumor. But you know, two years later, in 2013, there's a date that if missed, you'd have to wait fifty thousand years."
"Hmm?" The five girls were instantly intrigued.
Waiting one or two more years is understandable, even if it's February 29th, that's a four-year cycle, but fifty thousand years, what's up with that?
"January 4th, 2013." Xu Qingfan didn't keep them in suspense, revealing this special date.
"January 4th, 2013?" The five girls repeated, without preconceived notions, montarily unable to understand what's special about that date.
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