"I have always been very angry with my personal heroism before I dared to love you, and I didn't even see it when I covered it up well enough. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly brought me such a big hat, how do I feel that you are really tricking me? Say, what is there to ask me, to compliment me so desperately? Du Mijin listened to Liang Youhuan's words, tilted his head and asked unceremoniously. In the neighboring matchmaker hall, if you want to say praise, Du Mijin has heard a lot. Just like Liang Youhuan said, people of all sizes in the company regard her as the backbone, but whenever they encounter any problems at work, they will inevitably use them to seek advice from her, so praise is like a commonplace for Du Mijin. But when Liang Youhuan heard such a straightforward praise that should not be embellished, Du Mijin still rarely listened to it. Liang Youhuan was born with a kind of arrogance in his bones that no one was convinced, and hearing him say this can be regarded as the greatest affirmation of his ability, Du Mijin is of course secretly cool. But what Du Mijin usually dislikes the most is hypocritical politeness, I have done what others can't do, praise me, I can afford it, modesty is just a social etiquette that only people who have no bottom in their hearts will have.

"I knew that you would be like this, so many times I was suppressed, resolutely not to praise you, you, a few good words can be cocked up, not humble at all. Thanks to being in our company, you said that if you are in some large foreign company, you will attract more hatred, right? I'm just complimenting you, and when you look at your pride, it's like you can do everything, and ask me what I want you to do. Are you and I Lin Li extraordinary? Is there anything I can't do that I have to ask for your help? Liang Youhuan looked at Du Mijin's complacent appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head a little helplessly, and said with a secret hatred in his tone.

Du Mijin didn't care in her heart, she knew that Liang Youhuan was just a murderer, if he really felt that he was too much, he wouldn't really say it. So Du Mijin became more and more swaggering: "What's wrong with me being immodest?" I've done a good job, I'm proud! You also want to go directly to the stage without memorizing the lesson plan, but you can't do it! Admit it, boy, I'm just smarter than you and better than you! Du Mijin said and killed half a glass of beer in front of him quite arrogantly, and looked at Liang Youhuan with a drunken smile, his face was full of provocation and banter.

"Drink slowly. And no one is robbing you. Don't you know how much you drink? Beware of getting drunk for a while, I won't carry you home. Liang Youhuan watched Du Mijin take out the posture of "one drunk party rest", and hurriedly told with concern. Looking at Du Mijin's rare childlike appearance of unloading his guards, his heart was helpless and distressed. After smiling and accompanying half a glass of wine, he sighed and said, "I really can't help you, I know that you are more forceful than me, right?" Don't say a few soft words let me find a psychological balance, if you have the ability to mock people like this, you are tantamount to bullying the weak, you know! Can't you learn from me? You see, I never argue with you about what I'm good at. Have you ever mocked you for pouring a bottle? ”

"Who's pouring a bottle? You're squirting blood! I'm telling you I just don't like to drink, I'm reserved, do you really think I can't drink you? I'm a good drinker, not a greedy glass. If you really want to drink, getting drunk is a matter of minutes! If you don't believe me, let's have another toast and see who gets down first! As soon as Du Mijin's words fell, he raised his hand and quickly added another glass of wine to himself, and with a tilt of his neck, the glass bottomed out again.

Speaking of which, Du Mijin's alcohol consumption is really a somewhat embarrassing topic. But what's even more embarrassing. Du Mijin, like all drunkards, has the commonality of not admitting that he drank too much when he was killed. Coupled with the stubbornness and stubbornness that comes with beating from the mother's womb, the more people say that she can't drink, the more she wants to drink it to you. Liang Youhuan looked at the obvious drunkenness on Du Mijin's face, he was distressed to knock off Du Mijin's hand that was about to add wine to his cup, and said angrily: "You are just strong!" I really don't know why you are such a girl who refuses to admit defeat, and you have to press others everywhere to be comfortable. It's okay if it's like this at work, you're smart, you're capable, I don't care how you want to toss you. What's more serious about drinking? If you can't drink it, you can't drink it. Listen to the persuasion and die! Do you have to pour yourself cup by cup, how much you can drink to be happy? Sometimes I can't figure it out, you can't be tired of anything, aren't you tired? ”

Du Mijin is really a little drunk. When a person is drunk, it is when her psychological defense is at its lowest. An unintentional joke can cause all kinds of ups and downs in her mind. If it were a change of usual, Du Mijin wouldn't think there was anything wrong with Liang Youhuan's words, he was originally reckless, wouldn't it be okay for others to talk about it? But now it's different, after listening to Liang Youhuan's words, Du Mijin felt a burst of melancholy in his heart. She raised her hand and stroked her forehead, looked at Liang Youhuan drunkenly, and said with her only rational thinking: "Tired, how can you not be tired?" But what about being tired? Do you know? Before I went to Puritanism, I was a fat little man who was often bullied. At that time, I was only a little over 1.5 meters tall, but I weighed 140 pounds, can you imagine, I was a spherical at that time. I don't look pretty and I don't know how to dress up, I wear school uniforms every day, and the male classmates in the class don't like to play with me, and the female classmates also think I'm too dirty at that time, and they don't want to stand with me. I've never received any overwhelm from a boy, and I see that the girls around me are liked, and I envy them. Don't laugh, you don't have to be in a relationship, you are very envious of them, some people pay attention to them, do you understand? ”

Du Mijin gestured with his hand to his figure at that time, and chattered about the trivial matters at that time. Liang Youhuan looked at her stupid appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull a trace of arc. Du Mijin shouted in disagreement, she felt that she was saying a sad thing, how could she allow Liang Youhuan to smile untimely? It wasn't until he saw Liang Youhuan accommodating himself sitting upright that Du Mijin nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Later, I thought, if no one likes me, I'll study hard, I want to work hard to prove that being smart and beautiful are equally important, and I'm still great." Then I listened carefully in class, worked hard to review after class, completed my homework well after school, never skipped class when I was late, and lived like a standard good student. In the final exam, I went from being in my 30s to being second in my class, isn't it very inspiring? At the parent-teacher meeting, the teacher praised me to all the parents for half an hour. My mom came home and told me that I made her look long. I was really happy, and I thought, now it's okay, all the parents know that I'm a good student. I will definitely let their children play with me more, and I will not be so lonely and isolated. Too young, too simple, at that time I didn't know, in fact, the biggest enemy in the hearts of all children. It is the parents' mouth of 'someone else's child'. Sadly, overnight, I became almost the same archetype for all the different versions of 'someone else's child'. I became everyone's public enemy, the boys went from disliking me to openly bullying me, the textbooks I put in the school desk box were always lost or broken inexplicably, and I often couldn't find the books in class, and I took notes completely on the knowledge points that the teacher talked about on the blackboard. The girls turned from unfamiliarity to hatred towards me, and they helped me make up a lot of wonderful stories behind my back, fighting, stealing money, early love, and all the behaviors that were shamed by others when I was a student. It was pressed on me for a while. Soon, my image as a model student was overturned by fighting, and instead I became a problem girl. At that time, there was no such thing as a 'green tea', otherwise I would have been the ugliest green tea everybody's mouth. The teacher talked to me, and I was full of grievances and shouted that I didn't, it was all nonsense, but the teacher's expression told me that she didn't believe it at all. The truth may be in the hands of a few, but the truth is different, and no matter how exaggerated things are, they will become the final truth. Because the eyes of the people are bright, how can you be virtuous, why should everyone come together to frame you? I think the teacher must have thought this at the time. Actually, the teacher's thinking is very simple. You are a good student, you study well, you can help me raise the average score of the class exam, I will not embarrass you too much. You bow your head and admit your mistake, I will teach you two more sentences, you have the posture that you should have as a student. I did my duty as a teacher, and it was over. As for what the real truth looks like, who cares? A teacher's duty is to teach and educate people, not to investigate and reason, why do you ask her to help you rehabilitate your reputation? It's a pity that I was too young at that time, and I didn't understand these simple philosophies of doing things very well, I only knew that I didn't do it, so I couldn't admit it and couldn't bow my head. I craned my neck like a fool and argued with the teacher for a long time, I felt that it was the most important battle in my life, and I had to win the quarrel, otherwise I would become an innocent and wronged Dou E. Later, the teacher couldn't help it, so she threw me a sentence that 'it is also important to unite with my classmates', but I remember her expression at the time, which was very disappointed in me. ”

When Du Mijin said this, her voice gradually lowered, and the grievances that had accumulated over the years and had nowhere to vent made her eyes dazed and sad. Liang Youhuan didn't say anything, just stroked Du Mijin's hair one by one, as if comforting the stubborn but sharp stupid child who didn't know how to cater to this world. Du Mijin felt Liang Youhuan's touch, raised his head and grinned at him, and raised his hand to fill himself with a glass of wine. Liang Youhuan didn't stop him, he thought, just indulge her once, let her go crazy and make trouble, and let her tell all the injustices she has encountered in the bottom of her heart, it's better than gritting her teeth and never mentioning it, right? Anyway, if you are here, even if you really drink too much, there will be no mess, so Liang Youhuan watched Du Mijin take another sip of stuffiness, and continued to babble about the past.

"I don't think the teacher can be helped, they all say that the teacher is a gardener, she can't just take care of me a little flower, right? But I don't want to be willing to meet this kind of opportunity, I want to integrate into everyone, I want to play happily with everyone, I don't want to be on duty alone, I don't want to be alone in the corner of the playground when I am free to move in physical education class, I don't want to miss the teacher's homework because I went to the toilet early after class and didn't even have anyone to tell me. I guess people didn't like me at first because I was fat? I'm standing in the crowd like a class, so I'll lose weight, I'll lose weight like everyone else, then no one will exclude me anymore, right? Do you know? For a whole year, I ate very little every day, only one meal a day, only half a steamed bun and a boiled egg on the pickled vegetables, and when I was hungry, I drank water, and I would drink a lot of water every day, and my whole body was swollen when I drank it, and when I got up in the morning, my eyes narrowed into a line, and I couldn't open them. At that time, I was only fifteen years old, and it was the time to grow my body, because of dieting, I was anemic and hypoglycemic, and I almost fainted during two intermittent exercises. Because of dieting, my endocrine system was seriously disturbed, and I had amenorrhea for three months. But in this way, I survived, lost 50 pounds in a whole year, and barely grew 10 centimeters taller. One meter sixty-three, ninety-three pounds, I finally stood in front of others like other girls, and I also had a waist. You don't know how happy I was, I guess the ecstasy I felt in the mirror was similar to that of winning the lottery. This happiness does not come from the fact that I have become pretty, but from the fact that I naively think that I can finally have fun with other people. I spent a year and a half to make myself better, my grades were firmly at the top of my class, my body and appearance were not as bad as other girls, I had a good temper, I didn't spread rumors, I didn't make trouble, I didn't cause trouble to anyone, I even tried to cater to girls to learn musical instruments, practice singing, in order to have a common topic with boys, I forced myself to watch basketball and football, which I was not interested in at all, and I really couldn't find any reason to be disliked anymore. Now there is a time when it is used to describe those topic stars, called 'recruiting black physique', and this word is actually completely applicable to me at that time. While I was happily waiting for the arrival of my first friend, the first thing I was waiting for was a love letter from a male classmate that I had envied before. "It stands to reason that in the time of youth, the most beautiful thing is that this kind of love with a childlike color has just opened, no matter what kind of boy wrote this love letter, looking back now, it should be the most ignorant and warm memory of youth. But when Liang Youhuan saw Du Mijin say this, there was only a heavier tiredness on his face, and for a while, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled. (To be continued.) )