From the height of summer to the harsh winter.

She has been busy with the people and things around her, and has neglected the most fundamental problem - herself.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly understood that she was reborn, and what needed to change the most was actually herself!

Accidents can be stopped, family affection can be continued, learning can be harder, and love is like using a 'petri dish'.

However, she always felt that there seemed to be something else in herself......

What is it?

It's her attitude towards life!

In her previous life, she was disheartened to death, and when a monk hit the clock for a day, she habitually lived in the world.

In this life, she has dreams in her heart, and her vision for the future has always inspired her to move forward.

It's a really good feeling!

There is a desire for the heart, and the rest of the life is long.

Suddenly, Zhen Yu's poem by Pushkin appeared in his mind, and he unconsciously recited it softly.

"If life deceives you,

Don't be sad, don't be anxious!

The days of gloom will pass:

Believe it, happy days will come!

The heart is always yearning for the future;

Now it's often melancholy.

Everything is instantaneous,

All will pass;

And that which passed,

It will become a kind memory. ”

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Zhen Yu's voice became lower and lower, her nose became more and more sour, she lowered her head and clenched her fist gently.

Blinked, forcing the tears back into his eyes.

Zhen Yu doesn't want others to see his vulnerable side, even if that person is Han Mingyue.

In the future, she will be positive in the face of life, live every day seriously, and do everything.

Become, the bravest version of yourself.

Breathe deeply......

The sudden warm touch above his head made Zhen Yu so stunned that he forgot to look up.

There are only two people in the room, so is it Han Mingyue?

Zhen Yu didn't know how to react, so he simply lowered his head obediently.

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When Zhen Yu softly recited the first line of the poem, Han Mingyue stopped writing.

But he didn't turn his head until he felt the girl's voice getting quieter, from implicit pathos to almost inaudible, and then he turned his head to look.

For some reason, looking at the top of the girl's black hair, he only felt extremely desolate and sad.

Reaching out was just a knee-jerk reaction, trying to comfort her, but not knowing what to say.

So he gently rubbed her head.

After rubbing it twice, he didn't want to let go of his hand, he was still for a moment, and then smoothed the girl's hair, and then reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"Whisper~"

Zhen Yu looked up, "Yes." ”

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhen Yu smiled, "It's okay, write it quickly." ”

Han Mingyue glanced at her watery eyes a few times, and silently turned her head to continue writing.

Han Mingyue spent half an hour writing a draft of the singing competition, and then asked Zhen Yu to read it.

Reading and reading, he was not satisfied and took it back to change, changed the draft several times, and finally agreed to Zhen Yu to recite it, an hour had passed.

Zhen Yu's super memory made her memorize it all after reading it a few times, and then she wanted to go to the living room to practice.

"Let's practice right here! I'll be your audience and help you find your shortcomings. Han Mingyue stopped Zhen Yu and said.

Zhen Yu thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay." ”

It was indeed the first time she had encountered these things, and it would be nice to have someone to give her some advice.

In the following time, Han Mingyue gave Zhen Yu some opinions from the perspective of a real audience, all of which were particularly conspicuous questions.

It's like I'm nervous, I'm stiff standing there, my eyes are fixed on one place, and so on.

After a few times, when Zhen Yu was finally able to recite the manuscript smoothly and calmly, Han Mingyue also applauded her gently.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Zhen Yu was dry because he spoke, so he signaled to end the practice.

-

Han Mingyue went out and brought two glasses of water in and put them on the table, turned around and walked out again.

Zhen Yu sat on the chair and drank water slowly, thinking about whether he still had room for improvement.

Han Mingyue brought in the fruit plate from the living room, put it on the small round table at the head of the bed, looked up and asked Zhen Yu, "Eat oranges or apples?" ”

"Apples." Zhen Yu didn't like sourness, so he conservatively chose apples, put down the water cup and walked towards the boy.

When Han Mingyue heard this, she picked up an apple and began to peel it.

Zhen Yu stretched out his hand and said, "I'll cut it myself." ”

Han Mingyue dodged, "I'll come." ”

Zhen Yu saw that he didn't give it, so he squatted directly in front of Xiao Yuanji and watched him peel apples.

Brace your elbows on your knees and support your chin with your hands.

Han Mingyue peeled the apple into a long one, which was not broken at all from beginning to end, and it seemed that she often did this.

At the moment when the apple peel fell on the table, Zhen Yu asked, "Do you eat it?" Half of us? ”

Han Mingyue glanced at the girl, "Okay." ”

After speaking, he cut the apple in half, put down the knife and handed half of the apple to her.

Zhen Yu took half of the apple and just wanted to bite it, but was suddenly pulled up.

"Huh?" The mouth was still open, but it was bitten empty because the arm was dragged away.

Until he was pulled by Han Mingyue to sit on the edge of the bed, "Sit and eat!" The young boy reprimanded.

"Oh!" Zhen Yu sat down honestly and gnawed apples with Han Mingyue.

While eating, Han Mingyue suddenly turned her head and asked, "Do you hope that you can be elected as the host?" ”

"Yes." Zhen Yu replied without hesitation.

"Then, come on!"

"Yes!"

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Qiao Xian was very interesting, and deliberately went to the podium to explain it during self-study on Monday morning.

It was Mr. Cao who 'notified' him and asked Zhen Yu to cooperate with him to run for host.

Although sour words in private can't be avoided, because it is an order from the head teacher, no one dares to say it in the open.

Because Monday was a single primary, Zhen Yu and Qiao Xian did not practice together.

After all, I don't know if I can pass the first hurdle~

On Monday afternoon, after the third math class, Zhen Yu and Qiao Xian were directly taken away by Teacher Cao.

Location, school cafeteria.

The four-camp school is small, the church facilities are backward, there is no large auditorium, and no activities are carried out outdoors in spring, summer and autumn.

The winter was too cold, so I had to move to the cafeteria, with tables and chairs removed to both sides, and students standing in the center.

The campaign host only recommends two people per class, and the judges are also teachers of literature and art and a leader of the school, and there are relatively few people, so they only occupy a small corner of the canteen.

When Mr. Cao led the two into the cafeteria, there were already some people inside.

instructed the two of them to find a corner to sit in, and Mr. Cao chatted with the other teachers.

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Zhen Yu had to whisper to Qiao Xian.

After all, Qiao Xian has been a squad leader for so many years, and he is used to speaking in front of a group of people.

At this time, seeing Zhen Yu's calm face, he was not too nervous, so he quietly asked her: "Are you sure?" ”

"Nope." Zhen Yu stared at a familiar back in the distance, and replied happily.

Qiao Xian: "......"

You're not going to be a bastard, you want to come here and hang out, right? I'm afraid you haven't been "beaten" by Lao Cao!