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After browsing several stores, Li Xiao finally managed to buy enough photo paper. Ling Ling was surprised at how much she had purchased and asked if she intended to take a picture of everyone in the school.
Standing at the entrance of the shop, Li Xiao suddenly caught sight of someone across the mall in a dessert shop with transparent glass decor. He was standing in front of the ordering machine, wearing a white shirt and a brown apron that had the word "sticky" printed on it. He was tall, and the apron seemed a bit small for him.
The shop was illuminated with warm lighting, and the glass was likely very clean because Li Xiao could clearly see his expression from where she stood.
He was smiling as he took an order from a young mother with a child. The little one was too young, flailing their arms while talking excitedly. He patiently asked questions, his smile never fading, and when he raised his hand to point them to a seat, his gaze moved forward and met Li Xiao's eyes.
His expression showed a hint of surprise, and then Li Xiao saw him looking at her, waving his hand, followed by that familiar smile one shares with an old friend.
Li Xiao felt this way; she had once seen a photograph at an exhibition that captured the smile of a stranger. The description said that the smile in that remarkable piece could warm hearts and purify dust.
At that moment, Li Xiao also wanted to grab her camera and capture a smile.
But she didn't; she simply smiled back in acknowledgment. Meanwhile, Ling Ling was still pondering why there was a difference between the large and small cups of milk tea not in volume but in ingredients.
She found it curious.
"Xiao Xiao, we're done! Finally finished shopping. Let's take a break at the dessert shop across the street; I'm getting a bit hungry," Ling Ling said as she reached for Li Xiao to head over.
Snapping back to reality, Li Xiao hurriedly stopped her. "Ling Ling, let's skip the cake and go to McDonald's instead. Come on."
"If you don't want something sweet anymore, that's fine. Let's go to McDonald's then; I heard they have new items out. Let's check it out."
Li Xiao walked ahead, noticing that he was looking this way, then he lowered his head and seemed to smile again.
His head was bowed, and aside from his smooth-looking hair, she could faintly see the corners of his mouth curving up.
Well, it seemed that only she was flustered.
Li Xiao had been practicing with Ling Ling at her house until late. Ling Ling repeated the moves over and over, and Li Xiao had no choice but to compare them against the video explanation, correcting her each time. She didn’t dare tell her that, in fact, this dance routine bore a striking resemblance to the last one.
However, Ling Ling repeatedly emphasized that this time the team uniforms would be absolutely stunning.
Li Xiao advised her not to have too many expectations.
Just as their homeroom teacher had said, this sports event might be taken very seriously by the school because classes had been suspended for two days and all third-year students were required to participate. It was worth noting that in previous events, third-year students were usually excluded.
They could only watch from the sidelines during breaks.
As a member of the photography team for this event, Li Xiao had left her class early and stood on one side of the playground stage with the Photography Team.
Each class lined up to enter, shouting their class slogans, some waving small red flags. Gone were their usual expressions of academic anxiety and haste; everyone looked vibrant and full of energy.
Li Xiao held up her camera, capturing unique group photos for each class as they made their entrance.
The sports event kicked off with a spectacular display of fireworks, and the principal stood on the podium, delivering an impassioned speech.
Li Xiao held her camera, standing below the stage to take pictures of the principal, with students from various classes filling the area behind her.
Standing alone in front of so many people for the first time made her feel a bit uncomfortable, as if she were being pricked by wheat awns. The team leader called out to her, urging her to change angles for better shots. Back and forth, she moved through different positions, pressing the shutter faster and faster, becoming increasingly natural and professional in her approach.
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