After looking at the group photo of the three people for two seconds, Yang Jingxing actually clicked the mouse to browse other folders.

Liu Miao angrily denounced this impoliteness: "What are you doing!?"

Yang Jingxing said: "From kindergarten."

Liu Miao came by himself, and it's in the folder next door, which is a collection of old photos.

Comparing the two photos taken more than ten years apart, Yang Jingxing burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Miao became a little gentler, but still alert.

Yang Jingxing said: "In thirteen or fourteen years, how good will you look like?"

Liu Miao laughed angrily and pointed out that when she was a child, she asked: "This is not good-looking, not a beauty... You are still handsome, bah."

Xia Xue hehe: "There should be music at this time."

Seeing Liu Miao turn on the music, Yang Jingxing was pleasantly surprised: "I'm not tired of listening yet."

Liu Miao was disdainful: "No one will listen to me every day. It's really..."

"Miao Xue Canon Variations", two photos on the computer screen, three people in front of the screen, Xia Xue spoke first: "Fourteen years, four years... I feel like I have to live frugally."

Liu Miao had a sudden idea: "Let's go to the old kindergarten and reshoot it, just like this."

Xia Xue objected: "Don't be so mean... I don't have so many memories."

Yang Jingxing recalled: "Who put a plastic ball in his mouth and almost couldn't spit it out?"

The top student at Peking University faced this childhood embarrassment calmly and responded with a gentle smile: "Who got into a ditch after a fight?"

Liu Miao came to the rescue: "Who was punished to do broadcast exercises on the podium of the whole school?"
Chapter completed!