Chapter 8 English Selection

Eight hundred meters away from Chen Xueqian's house, Chen Xueqian was confronting Chen Qian, who had a stubborn face.

Faced with Chen Qian's questioning, Chen Xueqian found that he couldn't answer at all.

No matter how smart a person is, it is difficult to convince her with words that you are not interested in another person.

It's not a question, there is no standard answer, you can only succeed if she is willing to believe in you.

Faced with this situation, Chen Xueqian knows the easiest way. But he wasn't sure if he should have done it. And so the stalemate began.

In this stalemate, it's not about endurance, it's not about courage, it's not about anything else, it's just about who has deeper feelings for whom.

So a moment later, Chen Qian suddenly squatted on the ground, first tears began to roll in the frame of her eyes, and slowly whimpering. A 15-year-old adolescent girl cried for love for the first time.

Chen Xueqian, an old man, could only stand in place. He knew what she needed!

But he wasn't sure if he could give it!

It was only at this time that Chen Xueqian truly realized that his rebirth was incomplete in a sense.

In fact, he has been the same thirty-year-old Chen Xueqian for a while, but he has changed his body and environment. In his heart, he didn't care about anything in front of him. Whether it is a classmate or a teacher, except for his family, in his opinion, they are just passers-by.

Because in the life he has experienced, most of these people have no contact with him after graduation. In other words, in fact, he subconsciously accepted the future as he once remembered.

He seems to be trying to change the future, but he is actually living in the future.

Maybe he changed his life, but he didn't change himself!

He didn't get a new life because he was born again, he was just continuing his thirty-year-old self all these days.

When he figured this question through, Chen Xueqian was confused for the first time in this reborn world.

His problem is one of the most fundamental problems of humanity! Who the hell am I?

This kind of complex problem that can blow people's heads off, Chen Xueqian only thought about it for three seconds and gave up.

But he figured it out.

No matter if he dies in the future, what he didn't do in his previous life may not be and won't work in this life. A girl who did not intersect in his previous life, in this life he can create zào conditions to intersect.

Then there is only one question left. Does he like the girl in front of him?

This girl who was his childhood sweetheart and accompanied him through the first ten years of his life. This girl who cried for him with pear blossoms and rain, this girl who would always be accompanied by a soft sigh when he remembered it in later generations.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Xueqian felt: I should like it, at least he once thought about growing old hand in hand with her!

At this point, Chen Xueqian has made a decision!

He approached the girl step by step and gently hugged her crying in his arms. Suddenly, the crying gradually stopped.

Yes, she just needs a shoulder. She didn't ask him for any future, tomorrow. All she needs is a little shoulder that she can lean on at this time, to be able to shelter her from the wind and rain. That's enough!

When Chen Qian stopped crying, she wiped her eyes a little embarrassed, unwilling to be seen by Chen Xueqian at this time, and twisted her head as much as she could. On the road again, she was also a little behind him.

The girl at this time is so simple and sensitive.

On the next road, Chen Qian never mentioned Yang Qiuyan again. I didn't ask Chen Xueqian if this was a commitment. In her simple heart at this time. All I thought was: I had to keep up with him.

After watching Chen Qian walk into the house, Chen Xueqian walked to his house alone. On the way, he remembered a lot of people. These people used to walk side by side with him, and they once made him unforgettable. But in the end, when others reached thirty, they were still alone.

He also asked himself why all the people who had been with him had left him in the end.

He suddenly remembered Gu Yuan, and remembered the sentence he had once scolded himself: "Sometimes you are really a bastard." ”

I remember being stunned for a moment, and then replied, "yes, I'm a bastard indeed." ”

So whose bastard are you going to be in this life? Or do you want to live up to those you once fell in love with?

Chen Xueqian thought hard for a long time, but found that he couldn't find any of the people who really had a deep affection for him in his previous life. It's a life of failure!

Back at home, Chen Xueqian hurriedly took a few bites of food and plunged headlong into his great career of English novel writing. In two days, 2001 will be the end of the year. And his new life will be in full bloom at the competition in the week after New Year's Day.

Just when Chen Xueqian was immersed in creation, Gu Qingying was sitting on her bed, reading the note that Chen Xueqian wrote to her word by word.

The words on the note were a new development of the story she had been waiting for for a long time.

The boy in the story, who is full of awkwardness, still stubbornly implements his anti-type philosophy.

This time he met a girl, and it had a not-so-pleasant start.

The note had a limited number of words, so it was just a small paragraph that came to an abrupt end.

Gu Qingying took the note and wanted to throw it aside, but it seemed that an invisible hand was controlling her, so she finally carefully clipped the note into her favorite diary.

At this time, she was relieved, like a sky that suddenly opened up after the haze dissipated.

It was only at this time that she had time to think about what was going on with that extremely abnormal self these days?

If it was just because Chen Xueqian, a little boy, decided not to communicate with him anymore, she would let herself lose her temper to this point, she would not admit it.

She's not a nymphomaniac, and that little boy isn't that charismatic.

So what's the problem?

After thinking about it seriously for a long time, Gu Qingying somewhat understood what the problem was.

When she became a pen pal with Chen Xueqian before, she actually regarded him more as a friend to talk to. You can talk to him about things that you can't usually say. But this kind of friend is only a friend.

It wasn't until she read the story written by Chen Xueqian that she suddenly felt that she couldn't understand this student. She seemed to be attracted to this little boy. What's worse is that she can't help but substitute herself into his story and bring the two of them into that story.

As she waited for a new story, she kept fantasizing, almost madly trying to make sure who she was in the eyes of this little boy.

But what she was waiting for was a short poem that broke off friendship.

It was as if she had been completely denied at once, as if she was the one to blame for turning this little boy into this.

She's actually more out of self-reproach these days. A denial of the self.

When she found out that this qiē might just be a misunderstanding of herself, she immediately got out of the tip of the bull's horns, and then she also realized Chen Xueqian's intention in writing this story and that poem.

Perhaps he sensed the sadness in his heart, so he used this alternative way to exhort himself to turn his heart to the sun. Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed out loud, what a child, this method is really childish!

Just as she was smirking at the note, her phone rang again at an inopportune time.

This time, Gu Qingying didn't ignore it like last time, picked up the phone and connected.

Before she could speak, a nice female voice on the other end of the phone shouted like a machine gun, "Honey, I'm going to look for you." Are you ready? I'm going to be with you for many, many days, and I'm going to want you to take me to eat a lot of good food. I'm going to have to meet your little young boyfriend. No refusal, no objection to rejection, I'm already on my way. Just wait. ”

Gu Qingying didn't even have time to say a word during the whole process, and the other party hung up the phone. Sitting on the bed, Gu Qingying was in a trance for a while, and she let out a miserable scream after half a day.

"Ah, the female devil is coming, what to do, what to do? Hide, no, no, no, if she can't find me, she might be able to call the police to arrest me. She must not be allowed to come to school, or God knows what kind of mess she will make. Don't let her see Chen Xueqian, otherwise she will lose her face. ”

Gu Qingying, who was walking back and forth in the dormitory and kept muttering in his mouth, did not have his usual melancholy and delicate appearance at all at this time.

Maybe that's what she is! It's just that the years have torn her up, and she has changed her appearance and been contaminated with undeserved sadness.

In the afternoon, Chen Xueqian came to the school to prepare to participate in the screening of the "Middle School Student Style Competition".

The screening was conducted by all the English teachers in the school.

Everyone in Chen Xueqian's class wrote a self-introduction in English. After the writing is completed, it is cross-reviewed by several English teachers. In the end, the top 10 people with the highest scores were selected. Then these 10 people will conduct a series of selections such as English reading, oral test, English conversation, etc.

In his previous life, Chen Xueqian stopped in the first round, and he has been a spectator throughout the whole process.

And Yang Qiuyan is ranked fourth. And in the top two are two other girls.

Both girls are considered beauties!

A person with clear eyebrows and delicate facial features, the most prominent thing is that her figure is really first-class, and the girl's name is Chen Yu. and Chen Xueqian have been classmates since elementary school.

The other is a little chubby, but it's not ugly, it's more like plump. The most impressive thing is her eyes, bright and moving, exceptionally large and spiritual. The girl's surname is Yang, and her full name is Yang Wei. sat in front of Chen Xueqian. At this time, his height was much taller than Chen Xueqian.

In this life, if nothing else, one of the places should still be elected by these two girls. And the other one must belong to Chen Xueqian! After all, he's open!

However, at this time, the entire class, from the students to the teachers, was not optimistic about him. After all, his English results were obvious to all before, which was really bad!