Her name is Lin Weisheng.

She was poor.

Her parents, who had come to S City before she was born, rented the cheapest basement and swore that in five years they would at least be able to rent a one-bedroom house, so that their relatives would not laugh at their poor life when they came.

She's seven years old, and her parents have been in S City for ten years, and they still live in the basement.

Who doesn't have a passionate time? Who doesn't think about what will happen to them when they're young? No one thinks badly, everyone thinks good. What is my future, no matter how bad it is, it is better than now.

This kind of dream-like display and commitment to oneself has become bullshit and worthless under the sweat of many years.

Dreams and fantasies still have to be distinguished, right?

But she, she also loves fantasy. That was when she was a child, when the domineering president was prevalent, and now it is still very hot, but it is not as hot as it was at that time, and the fire is a mess.

She also loves to look at the domineering president, a seven-year-old man's teeth, in fact, let's use the thing around her neck to think about it, how can she understand love? She only knows that the domineering president is very rich, rich and very domineering, and whoever dares to bully his woman, he will chop off the knife, so that the person will not be at peace. He doesn't care what kind of pity and jade, he only has her in his eyes.

She holds the books she stole from her classmates every day and reads them with great pleasure. fantasizes that one day, the boss who belongs to her can also appear.

Fantasy, it's just fantasy. You and I know that.

Fantasy at the age of fantasy is reasonable, fantasy at the age of fantasy should not be imagined, that is called illness.

She was sick, not light, and by the time she was thirteen years old, she was still fantasizing.

Thirteen years old, shouldn't you fantasize? Nineteen-year-old girl still holds the domineering president and falls in love with me, Jiang Shao is slightly painful, similar to this kind of book is fascinated, thirteen-year-old girl reading this, why can't she?

That's when she realized, when she was beaten up when she was twelve. Garbage, too rubbish, what a boss, never showed up when she needed it. Or rather, he never appeared.

Isn't this already known? Ba is always in books, only in books, and it is wrong to bring him to real life, but she still can't help but think about him.

When will he show up?

She needs someone to save her, she needs spiritual support, she needs someone to tell her that this world is beautiful, and every girl will have a gentle and domineering man to love her.

The authors of those books did a great job, they did it, and they continued to let her live in fantasy. And they told her, "Girl, you're right, you're so good, you're so good...... There must be a gentle and handsome man to love you, to call you heart, to accompany you through the rest of the journey. He will not marry unless you are you, and you will not marry him.

Are the authors wrong? Are the books wrong?

The author is not wrong, the book is not wrong, she is the one who is at fault. She is so immersed in that perfect, invulnerable world that she doesn't want to believe even when she sees reality. Of course, she can scold those books for a short period of time, and she can choose not to believe it. But you can't control her heart, she can't control herself. In a day's time, you'll see her, pick up the book from a classmate you don't know, huddle in the corner, and immerse yourself in it

Whenever she was fascinated by reading, her mother would always call a few aunts with broken mouths from outside to play mahjong.

Oh yo, so poor, even eating has become a burden, where is the entertainment? We also understand, people, always love fantasy, she fantasizes about the boss, her mother fantasizes about how to make money from the mahjong table, although she plays cards very badly, never won once.

She took a small flashlight and looked at it, it was time to turn the page, and every time she turned to the tenth page, her mother would shout, "Xiao Sheng, learn your habits!"

Her mother was really good for her. Rich parents let their children learn in order to improve their literacy, and parents without money also urge their children to learn, who doesn't know that knowledge can change fate?

Knowledge can change more than just a person's fate. Parents who have been crushed by life know that as long as her fate changes, they will live better.

She opened the book and began to read the elementary school textbook. Simple arithmetic, a poem of five or six words and a line, for her, it is not difficult. But her mother asked her to see it, and she had to watch it. She wasn't afraid that she would be sad, she was afraid of being beaten.

They live in the cheapest basement. The toilets, bedrooms, and kitchens are all crammed together, with no doors and no windows. In other words, it's a room that's not too big, and it's divided into several localities. So while eating, someone has to go to the toilet, someone has to take a bath, and someone has to change clothes...... That's all possible.

Poor, what privacy do you want? Poor, no privacy.

Her mother was laughing and shuffling the cards, and several other middle-aged women were laughing too. The laughter was piercing, echoing throughout the room, and the roof was almost lifted.

Hey, by the way, they live in the basement, so can that be called a roof?

"To seven!"

"Double A"

"Let's have a J with four, see what you can do!"

"Xiao Sheng, look at your book, what are you looking here!"

"Four 4s!"

"Come on, what cards do you have there, just play them!"

"Xiaosheng, what do you think again!"

The house is so big! It's so big! What is it for her to learn?

At this time, his father came back, gave her a blank eye, ignored her mother, walked directly to her, didn't ask anything, and slapped her in the face. The beating made her head dazed.

He pulled a novel out of her clothes and tore it to shreds in a rage. Throwing all the torn pieces in her face, it turned around and slapped her again.

"I'll let you see, and look, I see that you just can't change your dog to eat!"

"Mom is so noisy, I can't read the textbook!"

"Don't make excuses for Lao Tzu, Chairman Mao was reading books in the vegetable market back then, and what people practiced was concentration, and you are more expensive than Chairman Mao? Chairman Mao can endure it, can you read it, why can't you?"

Not again. Whenever she can't read a book when she is noisy, that's definitely her problem, and Chairman Mao can ...... It's all right, why can't she?

No one told her that Chairman Mao was a great man, and a great man could not be compared with ordinary people, and he could not ......

When a person does not have the ambition of a great man, but insists on asking her to pretend to have the same perseverance as a great man, isn't this embarrassing her? What's wrong with you asking her to learn in the way of an ordinary normal person?

Not.

Her father just expected too much from her.

So high that he ignored her age, she was only thirteen.