I came back to my senses, got up and walked over. When Ms. Liu saw me, her eyes burst out with a special sense of intimacy, she put her hand on my shoulder like a mother, looked at me with a smile and said, "Pan Rushu, can you tell us about your previous experience." I think everyone is as curious as I am about what made you go back to school after leaving the workforce. ”

I smiled shyly, and for the first time I stood in front of the public, my face was already red as an apple, and my body was shaking slightly. Everyone looked at me with hope, and under the rendering of Mr. Liu's tone, I became a "legend" in the eyes of my classmates, in fact, how did they know what I had experienced.

My blush was more due to shame, I felt that I was not qualified to be a "legend" in the past year, and those dark and damp memories were only suitable for me to chew silently alone in the dark night, and those that could be taken out and exposed to the sun were the "inspirational" dramas that my classmates and teachers wanted to hear.

"I didn't work hard when I was studying, and I didn't have to hope that reading would change my fate, until I ran into a wall everywhere after leaving the society and went to my brother's company to be the front desk, I realized that reading was really important. The reason why I was able to return to school was because of my brother's support and Mr. Liu's preferential treatment on the other. I feel that the fate of life is in my own hands, and I have nothing to tell you, just try to be worthy of myself and all the people who care about me. I've tried, I have no regrets, that's enough. Because I have lost it, I cherish it when I regain it. I hope that everyone will not give up the opportunity to study, after all, youth is only once. For most students, the opportunity to change their fate may only be once in a lifetime. The college entrance examination is a single-plank bridge, and it is also an arbitrary door, and if you pass it, you may not be able to have a bright future, but if you can't pass it, you will definitely be thrown at the end by fate, and it will be extremely difficult to get up again. This is my personal experience, and I hope that all of our efforts are worthy of our tomorrow. Thank you, Mr. Liu, thank you! I bowed very calmly, and then returned to the crowd amid a flurry of applause.

I don't think I said it well, but I don't know why, everyone's applause didn't stop until Mr. Liu waved his hand, and everyone stopped applauding.

Zhao Qinhan beside me said: "Pan Rushu, I didn't expect your eloquence to be so good. ”

Is it awesome? I was amazed. I used to think that I couldn't get on the stage, I couldn't say too high-sounding things, and I couldn't say too many big things, but today, I find that I am not only able to speak, but also very hypocritical. I put aside all the darkness in my growth history, and used the style of torture to add glory to my face, describing myself as a hard-working and extraordinary girl, I deeply spurned myself like this, but when I said it so logically, I realized that I could also be so hypocritical, and I could also understand the trick of "standing on what hill and singing what song".

That night, I was surrounded by my classmates and went to eat and sing. The college entrance examination is over, and everyone's mood is extremely relaxed. I called Xingfeng, and Xingfeng said, "Go ahead, relax," and I went.

It's been a long time since it's been a long time, it's a long time since it's been a big show, it's a long time since it's been a carnival.

The classmates all abandoned the student-like dress, the boys went to the barbershop to dye strange shapes, the girls were all dressed in short skirts and shorts, and I, at their request, wore a beige sleeveless dress for the first time.

A group of girls surrounded me, and they apparently thought of me as "Bai Fumei" in their minds, some asked me for new information about fashion and trends, some told me who they liked in school, and some sat far away and looked at me with envy and disdain. In the midst of the crowd, I found a small, taciturn girl sitting in the corner, as if all this excitement had nothing to do with her.

Her name is Mi Fat. She was like my past, small as dust, humble as an ant, hiding in the corner timidly, staring timidly at the joy of others with a pair of round eyes, and her eyes revealed a kind of loneliness that did not fit in, but she was so desperate to be involved.

She was unusually thin, about 1.5 meters tall, with a shriveled figure, short hair that reached her ears, her face was thin and yellow like a washed potato, although her cheeks were covered with pimples, but those eyes were extraordinarily bright, a pair of big eyes seemed to occupy half of her face, watery as if she could speak.

I asked the girl next to me her her name, and the girl told me in a very contemptuous tone: "Her name is Mizhi, and she is a poor student in our class." As soon as she entered school, she stole Han Jielina's mp4, and everyone got the stolen goods, everyone didn't like her, and no one played with her. ”

Rice Fat ...... It's a very unique name, as if it was tailor-made for her, and this name is very appropriate for her.

I stood up and walked straight towards her, and I held out my hand to her: "Hello, Mizhi." ”

She panicked like a rabbit, and the feeling of flattery that emanated from her heart was revealed through her big flickering eyes. My heart hurts, and the thought of me once hurt fiercely.

"You...... Hello. Her voice was small, as sweet as glutinous rice, and thin, high-pitched through the deafening music squeezed into my ears.

"Why are you sitting here alone? Why not sing? "I sat next to her, and I tried my best to tell her that I was just as poor as she was. However, for some reason, what I said didn't feel like this to her, and it didn't feel like this to myself. At that moment, I suddenly felt sad for myself. This layer of aura enveloped me, successfully erasing the original me, and the rest of me was not even suitable for myself.

From a country girl to the president's sister, it is true that there is a world of difference. My every move was highly watched by others, and as soon as I sat down, the girls followed.

"Mi Zhi, don't sit still, come, let's have a drink together." The girls said to her half-enthusiastically, half-sarcastically.

"I ...... I won't. Her face was full of panic, her little hands tugging at the hem of her trousers, and she was wearing a red T-shirt with a strawberry pattern and a flower-like denim skirt, which she had bought from a street stall, but she had done her best to match everyone's pace. Under the skirt, two slender lotus-like calves are exposed, which looks pitiful.

I felt that my sudden intimacy with her hurt her, caused her to suddenly be noticed, and suddenly suffered from the false ridicule of these people. This made me feel sad all of a sudden, and my heart felt like it was blocked, and I couldn't say how depressed I was.

I gently patted Mizhi on the shoulder, opened two bottles of beer, handed one to her, and I said, "Come, Mizhi, let's have a drink." ”

She was more surprised, and she stepped back and shirked. I found that although she was as humble as I was, she was far less than I had been.

I picked up a bottle of beer and blew on it in one gulp. The box was silent for a moment, and everyone looked at me with great surprise, not believing that Pan Rushu would actually drink a whole bottle of beer in front of them.

I don't want to, I know that the image I've worked so hard for a year has been wasted with this bottle of wine. But it doesn't matter, they're going to disperse anyway, and everyone will go their separate ways in the future, who will meet who again?

I saw Mi Zhi trembling and holding the bottle of wine in her hand, looking at me with a shocked face, so I simply snatched it from her hand and said, "Mi Zhi, you don't have any kind of me." Who hasn't been humble, but have you ever thought about trying the taste of pride? ”

My voice was very small, I was attached to Mizhi's ear, and no one else could hear it. I felt like I was going crazy tonight, and the nerves that had been suppressed for a long time burst all at once, and I wanted to get drunk and go crazy regardless of it.

I picked up the second bottle and was about to drink it when someone snatched it. When I looked up, it was Zhao Qinhan. He snatched the bottle and drank it all in one gulp, and the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly escalated, and the box was filled with whistles and screams.

"Are you sick?" I didn't give him the slightest face, and asked coldly.

"I don't want girls to drink that much." He looked me straight at me, his eyes blazing.

"You have to take care of it." I coldly spat out those three words.

I realized that I had completely changed. Once the self-esteem of the bones has undergone a qualitative change, it can easily become a complete conceit. Now I feel sick even myself, I feel like my original heart is dead, and I have been replaced by a hard one. Except for Xingfeng and [him], it is difficult for me to take anyone in my eyes, even if it is a prominent figure like Zhao Qinhan, it is not in my heart at all. Even I don't understand what I'm proud of.

He grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the box vigorously, and for a while the screams became louder, and a sharp voice came from the crowd, I don't know who made it: "My intuition told me that there would be something between them!" ”

In exchange for a sneering sneer.

"Don't you be sick, drag me to do something, make it look like I have a leg with you." Even more merciless words came out of my mouth.

"I'd like to talk to you, Pan Rushu, is that okay? Outside, it's too noisy here. He said, his tone still sincere, without a hint of anger.

I dragged it like this, so unkindly, I couldn't arouse the slightest bit of anger from him? My chest tightened, and I took a bigger breath in my throat, and I sneered and said, "Okay, I'll talk to you when you finish this case of beer." ”

As I said that, my memory suddenly flipped back to the day I first knew him. This is his, he said it to me. At that time, he was high, his face was cold, his face was mocking, how similar he was to me now!

Hehe, is this the artistic conception of "ten years of Hedong, ten years of Hexi"? When he said this to me with majesty at that time, would his heart be as empty as mine?