Looking at the empty room, Yu Le said melancholy: "Farewell, my gray life! Farewell, my helpless life! ”

Turning around, he hugged Huang Yali and said softly, "Farewell, my beautiful little princess!" ”

Huang Yali burst into tears and said, "Brother Lele, I really don't want you to move away." ”

Yu Le's eyes were also a little sore, he couldn't hold back his tearful reaction, and said softly: "My brother always has to go to a bigger stage in life, and it is impossible to live here forever."

I will try to arrange a training course for you as soon as possible so that you can be with me every day. Besides, after my brother had you, he lost all six inflatable dolls. If you don't look for me, I'll have to do it all over again!" ”

Huang Yali burst into tears and smiled: "Aren't there five, how can there be one more?" ”

Yu Le smiled proudly: "Brother's means are something you can completely crack." Okay, I have to go, or the workers will have to wait outside the door. ”

Huang Yali leaned against the door frame, watching Yu Le get into the taxi, tears streaming down her face.

"Affection"

When you are most emotional, how can you bear to leave?

The autumn book is slow, and the smile is open to the flowers.

Yu Le left, leaving the poem on the table.

She doesn't understand the meaning of the poem, but she can also experience the emotion of being reluctant to part, and the joy of longing for reunion.

Holding the paper tightly, she smiled: she had finally walked into Yu Le's heart.

As if realizing something, she hurriedly ironed the ordinary piece of paper again.

This was the first poem Yu Le wrote to her, and although her parents didn't know Yu Le's identity, she did.

She has always longed for Yu Le to write poems for her, but she didn't dare to force it, and Yu Le never mentioned it.

This is a regret in her heart, and she has finally been comforted.

When she got home, Huang Yali saw Huang Hua and Mei Ying sitting in the living room, as if waiting for her.

She couldn't help but slow down and said, "Mom and Dad, what are you sitting here for?" ”

Mei Ying beckoned: "Xiaoli, you sit next to me and tell me about his situation in detail." ”

Huang Yali said helplessly: "Mom, don't worry about it!" I'm tired. ”

Mei Ying said unhappily: "It's a matter of your life, can I not worry about it!" ”

Huang Yali had no choice but to sit obediently next to Mei Ying and accept Mei Ying's torture.

After Yu Le instructed the moving company to place the belongings, he checked out and let them go.

Then, he pulled a box of daily necessities and took a taxi to the Imperial Capital Film Art School.

The car stopped in front of the faculty dormitory building, and Yu Le got out of the car with his suitcase.

When an executive saw Yu Le, he ran over excitedly and said, "You must be Mr. Yu Le, right?" ”

Yu Le smiled: "Hello! It's Zhang Quan, it's nice to meet you! ”

Zhang Quan said adoringly: "Hello, I like your "Generation" the most. Stepping on the stinky **** sentence is simply incisive! ”

Yu Le smiled indifferently: "In the face of the neurotic government, how can each of us not feel this way in our hearts, but I said it one step ahead." ”

Zhang Quan sighed: "Your step has led the wave of social reflection and criticism! The whole society is reflecting on how choices and paths are constructed, and how goals and responsibilities are linked. All in all, this is an unprecedented trend of thought. ”

Yu Le knew that this was a young man who cared about society and politics, and it was not surprising that he admired himself.

After all, he often tortures the bad phenomena in politics, society and life in a sarcastic and mocking tone, and has a loyal music fan.

On the way to the dormitory, Zhang Quan greeted the teacher he met, and then introduced their identities to Yu Le, and introduced Yu Le to the other party.

Yu Le, who had always been casual, went through this formation, and his brain was stuffed with names, which made him dizzy, and he just smiled and said hello mechanically, but he couldn't remember the names of several people.

Seeing Yu Le's struggling coping, Zhang Quan comforted: "If you meet often, you will be familiar with it." ”

Opening the door of the dormitory, he handed the key to Yu Le and said shyly: "I also scribbled a few small poems in my spare time, I hope you can give me some advice." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a few neatly folded pages of paper from his coat pocket.

Yu Le took it with both hands, and then said apologetically: "I'll call you back when I'm all neat here, okay?" ”

Zhang Quan said excitedly: "Okay, of course it's good!" ”

Oh, he suddenly remembered: "This is your meal card, and I charged you sixty yuan for the first month." You can also go to the on-campus store to buy groceries. ”

Yu Le nodded and said, "Thank you." Tired! ”

Zhang Quan waved his hand and said, "This is my honor." If you hadn't come to teach at the school, how could I have known you! ”

Yu Le smiled: "Everything is fate!" Okay, it's still a mess here, we'll talk about it when we have time! ”

Seeing Zhang Quan reluctantly leave, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The house was very clean and thoughtfully hung with mosquito nets. There are a few pots of plants on the windowsill and a small wooden bookshelf.

Oh, there is a bathroom behind the door, you can take a bath, it's really good!

Yu Le is very satisfied with the layout of the room, as the so-called sparrow is small, but it has all kinds of organs.

What, the lack of a kitchen?

Hehe, a room without a kitchen is the Yule style.

After washing, he changed into a shirt and trousers, and dressed very formally.

There is no doubt that these are the credits of Huang Yali.

When she went to the mall in the morning, she persuaded Yule: "You are a teacher, you can't dress too casually, you must wear formal clothes." ”

Yu Le felt that what Huang Yali said was reasonable, so he bought three sets of formal clothes as a teacher.

Looking at the time, at about six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Le first went to the cafeteria to eat, and then went to the school store to buy some daily necessities, and then returned to the house.

After thinking about his weak chicken-like body, he planned to go for a run at eight o'clock every night and buy some gym equipment to improve his physical fitness.

It's just that Yu Le found that the dream of being the richest man in the world is too far away.

Writing a book is simply the stupidest method, even if you become the second shareholder of the publishing house, you can only get rich and be safe.

Is there a shortcut to the richest man in the world, and how should I take it? This is a serious question.

It's a pity that for an otaku poet, it's okay to be whimsical, but it's difficult to start a business on the ground.

In desperation, he could only turn to inexplicable consciousness for help. Through the experience of another world, you can reduce your confusion about the future and shorten your time to become the richest man in the world.

The boss of Microsoft is the richest man in the world, oh, a programmer, who develops software for computer operating systems.

Forget it, this line of work is too professional to be done!

Besides, now there is minimally invasive software in the United States, which is roughly similar to the performance of Microsoft; There is Longxing software in China, and the market share is also very high, and Europa also has Earl Software, which is almost a third of the world, and if you break into it yourself, you can only be divided into corpses.