Chapter Twenty-Six: The Sunset and the Water

At the beginning of the summer of this year, Yu Bai embarked on his own road, a road full of expectations. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

On the platform of the railway station, there is still the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, and from time to time the sound of a certain train about to depart from the station is broadcast, and several small carts full of various snacks and instant noodles gradually coincide with the scene in Yu Bai's memory.

It seems that no matter how young you are, the train station is still like this, and the passengers in a hurry and panic still have ...... The train that carried countless people to the distance.

"When you get there, remember to have more eyes, the outside is not as good as at home."

"Okay Mom."

"Really, I won't listen to you if you bring a few more clothes, and I won't bring you some food, and my mother will go buy you a few bottles of water and bread."

"No need Mom, go back quickly, slow down on the road."

Yu Bai, who stuck his head out of the car window, waved goodbye to his mother.

The mother of the child is worried, this is not a common saying and empty words. Until the moment before the train departed, Yu Bai could still see his mother standing alone on the platform.

The rumbling of the train sounded, and even if there was chaos around him, Yu Bai could still recall the scene when he told his mother that he wanted to go to Shanghai City alone to compete. In my previous life, I walked out of Qiaoping County for the first time, and the first time I came to Zhongzhou to take the train was the day I went to college, but now it is two months ahead of schedule.

As always, no matter where Yu Bai goes, he doesn't like to bring too many things, at most, he just changes his clothes and necessities. As for the snacks and fruits on the road, they are almost the same as the majority of male compatriots, and I don't know if they are too lazy to take them or too lazy to eat.

Yu Bai bought a hard seat, and there was a pair of lovers sitting opposite, who had been talking to me since they got into the car, and next to him was a languishing teenager who yawned and would fall asleep at any time.

The whole carriage was full of shouting and drinking, some began to play cards, some had already begun to replenish their strength for this half-day trip and ate all kinds of things, in addition to the occasional child's surprise cry or two.

Yu Bai didn't care about this, but took out a copy of Journey to the West from his schoolbag, which was the first four famous books he bought, and it seemed that he didn't finish reading it until he was reborn in his memory.

took out the envelope that Zhao Xueman gave him inside, and when he saw the sentence written on the outside again, Yu Bai opened the envelope with a smile.

Full of anticipation, because since he got it yesterday, he has been wondering what kind of thing is in it.

But as soon as he opened the envelope, two Grandpa Mao slipped out of it, and Yu Bai's expression was stunned, because he never thought it would be money. Thinking of what Zhao Xueman said that night, Yu Bai couldn't help but take the two 100 yuan scattered in front of him in his hand.

Then I saw a letter, a five-page letter.

The handwriting is not the kind of scribbled appearance, but the block letters written stroke by stroke, and even at first glance, there is not a single typo or alteration.

"Dear Mr. Yu......"

Seeing this, Yu Bai burst out laughing, and wrote to her to call her Miss Zhao, and she called herself Mr. Yu, not to mention, it's really a good match.

He raised an eyebrow and continued to read.

"Thinking about this time, I am still in class, you have already stepped on the train, first of all, as a three-year classmate and class president, I wish you another great achievement......"

Reading very slowly, speaking of Yu Bai's current reading ability, not to mention the real glance and ten lines, but not too far, but when I read this letter, I wish I could stare at every sentence and every word for a moment.

Usually Zhao Xueman is a person who has something to say, but the first two pages of this letter are all greetings and congratulations as ordinary classmates and friends, and the most conspicuous thing is that none of them are verbal, as if they are reading a college entrance examination essay.

It all feels like something is missing.

Until the third page, it may be that she has found her state, or she may have remembered what Yu Bai did for her, and her attitude began to change slightly.

"It's really not hard to imagine how you do that, to be honest, I think you're the kind of person who loves to play all day, like with your three buddies. At that time, I was thinking, you are not responsible for yourself. But then you changed, you became positive, unpredictable, and ...... I don't know if you've gotten better or worse, but I'm happy for you because you've found something you love. ā€

Does getting better mean that she has done something that looks like a human being, and doing something bad refers to what she did to her?

Yu Bai thought about the approximate possibility and smiled.

At this moment, Yu Bai felt like two normal people were communicating, rather than pretending to be a writer and communicating in written form.

The last page of the letter was also what surprised Yu Bai.

"I remember everything you said to me, and I keep all the letters you wrote to me. And your sample magazines, I'll keep them all.

In addition, I would like to tell you a secret, the manuscript of your new concept essay that I did not give to the school.

Even the manuscripts you submitted to the magazine were kept by me. ā€

Writing this, Yu Bai can feel the courage and apprehension in Zhao Xinxin's heart. Courage is that she can say this, apprehension is the last period, not hollow but solid, and finally deliberately drew a few strokes to draw a slightly larger small circle.

"Even if you get angry and want to settle accounts with me, or ask for these things back, you have to wait until you come back after the exam. If you do win the first prize, I will give you the manuscript as a reward, and if you don't win the prize, I will still give it to you, because even if you don't have that recognition, these are all proofs of your efforts. ā€

If you don't count the last blessings with a capital letter, this would be the last sentence of the letter.

In fact, the whole letter is written quite blandly, if it weren't for Zhao Xueman, I'm afraid Yu Bai would have read it. No way, people are so honest. But in the same way, even if it is a bland letter, Yu Bai can still make up the scene where Zhao Xueman wrote it at that time from between the lines.

or stop thinking, or frown, or the corners of the mouth are overflowing......

If you are anxious, you will only feel that the days are like years, and if you indulge in the novelties around you and the scenery on the way, you will arrive at your destination after a sudden glance.

It is worth mentioning that from the time he got on the bus to the terminal, the young man next to Yu Bai had been sleeping soundly, and he only woke up after being kindly reminded.

Although the young man did not have a good impression of Yu Bai, it may have been the reason for sleeping all the way, and when he woke up, he politely thanked him, and then took his schoolbag and got out of the car.

Shanghai City belongs to the first batch of coastal reform places, so it also has a unique advantage.

In his previous life, Yu Bai came to the magic capital several times, but it was all because of work, but he did not have the leisure to enjoy the flowers in the garden.

Even today, even if there is still free time, Yu Bai still doesn't plan to go, the place to get off is in Zhabei District, and now the important thing is to go to the place where he wants to play, that is, Xuhui District.

Fortunately, Yu Bai did his homework before coming and took the bus to rush over.

But to his surprise, the languishing boy on the train actually got into the same car as him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, not communicating much, probably knowing that this was just a hurried intersection.

About an hour later, Yu Bai got out of the car and came to the final venue according to the address.

Because the competition has to draw lots to determine the grouping and exam time, so the three days before the finals are done here, Yu Bai only came one day in advance, saving money is one thing, thinking that there may be fewer people at this time.

As a result, there are not many people, it can be said that there are a lot of students, students from other places are talking in groups, and local students are accompanied by their parents.

There are three groups in the New Concept Essay Competition, namely Group A: Senior 3 and Senior 2 students. Group B: Senior 1 and junior high school students. Group C: young people under the age of 30, other than secondary school students.

In fact, many times I feel that the three groups are a bit repetitive, because only the third group has some weight, and the reason why the first two items are added may be to bring out the theme of the new concept essay.

Even if it was the final, even if it was the last day of the draw, there were still about two or three hundred people on the scene.

After the draw, Yu Bai was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon at 4:20 p.m., which is neither too early nor too late.

Although the organizer does not provide room and board, the organizing committee still recommends some nearby accommodation for people from other places, and then everyone can move in by themselves according to their needs, and they can share a room.

Yu Bai did not choose to go to the place recommended by the organizing committee with the crowd, but found a cheaper youth hostel by himself.

Speaking of which, Yu Bai can be regarded as having some money now, but he has other plans for this money, so there is not much money that can really make him embezzle.

The youth hostel where Yu Bai lives has a room for six people, bunk beds, two tables, a wardrobe, and a bathroom. The conditions are average, one hundred and fifty dollars a day.

There is only Yu Bai himself in the room now, and I heard the boss say that there are only three people in this room plus him, so I want to take advantage of this time to write a few manuscripts to practice my skills.

Taking out the manuscript paper and looking at the street outside the window, Yu Bai just hesitated for a moment and began to write.

There is no title, no central idea, and I am not even sure what I want to express, anyway, what words come to mind and what words start to be written.

"I think I'm here anyway, even though it's a bit risky, it's backfired, it's just ...... That's what makes life better.

It's not the same as I imagined, there is no tension and excitement, it may be that I have experienced this scene too many times before, similar to the day before the college entrance examination similar to the job interview. ā€

Writing is uncertain and immediate, just like an improvisational musician who may change his creation at any time depending on his mood.

Writing this, Yu Bai saw a black cat on the street under the bed, carefully avoiding the crowd and vehicles.

"When I looked up, I found a cat on the corner of the street, and I thought it was an old cat. The old cat is all black, and probably like me, he is irritated by the hot weather in the magic capital, and he is a little absent-minded even when he walks.

No, it's very attentive, intently examining the group of people in front of it, whether it ...... and chase it after it with ferocity, as before, or......"

Writing this, Yu Bai heard the sound of footsteps behind him, turned his head to look and found that the back was a little familiar, and the action should have been a few glances at what he had written in the back just now.

"I don't know if she's an old cat or not, but she must be a good mother because she's pregnant. As for what you said about being chased, it may also be true, because when I came up, I saw that she had been chased several times, as if she was stealing something, who knows. ā€

After saying that, the young man turned around, and he was very surprised that he was the person who was traveling with him on the train and bus.

At this moment, I saw him throw the schoolbag in his hand on the bed, so he walked back with a smile, stretched out his hand at Yu Bai, and said in Luoyang dialect, "Hello, my name is Luoshui, Luoyang people." ā€

"Yu Bai, you're also here to participate in the New Concept Essay Competition?" Surprised, the two shook hands, both of them were northerners, and of course Yu Bai spoke to him in northern dialect.

Luo Shui, on the other hand, shrugged his shoulders in response to the question, "You are the first person who did not laugh at my name, so I want to make friends with you." ā€

Yu Bai was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little ridiculous, Luoshui = falling into the water = sleeping naked.

"What a good name."

Luo Shui sat on the bed opposite Yu Bai and replied to Yu Bai's question just now by asking and answering.

"You're here for the tournament too?"

Yu Bai nodded, the other party said so, that is, it is the same as himself.

"What are you doing with your nod, in fact, I'm different from you or most people, because my preliminary works were written by others."