Chapter 337: Hans Christian Andersen

Not knowing how, she suddenly wanted to remember.

In the new school, there are few people who are willing to deal with Andersen, too, a fat girl from the countryside, dressed vulgarly and stammering, what right and confidence does she have to integrate into everyone's world?

Hans Christian Andersen is like a lonely little grass, growing in an inconspicuous corner, squatting down and hugging his fat body tightly, eager to disappear from this world immediately.

Ye Haigull pushed her at the same table, hey, why are you called Hans Christian Andersen?

Hans Christian Andersen raised his head, and was greeted by a smiling girl whose eyes were about to narrow into a line, she was so beautiful, her skin was very white, if there were any fairy tales in the world, then Snow White would be her.

Because...... Because......

She stammered as soon as she was nervous to speak, and she was facing such a lovely girl, in fact, the name Hans Christian Andersen was given by her grandfather, who hoped that she could live in a beautiful fairy tale, but after her grandfather died, her beautiful life underwent a great change, first her parents divorced, the family declined, and then she took too much medication due to a sudden illness and caused drug-induced obesity, her figure was bloated day by day, and the children began to alienate her, laughing at her as a chubby girl that no one wanted.

She said that she was locked in her room, without turning on the light, so that her ugly appearance would not be seen in the dark, and she wiped her tears, crying several times a day.

She sometimes hates God for giving her such a look and figure, but people only have one life and only one youth, and when she decides to wipe away her tears and get out of the prison of childhood, words break into her world.

She has almost no true friends, living with her grandmother, her parents feel sorry for her, and often bring all kinds of good things when they visit her, but after all, material wealth can't make up for the pain of family affection that can't be healed in her heart. In her second year of junior high school, her father bought her a laptop, and it took Hans Christian Andersen more than two months to figure out the world documents and email address, and she began to submit articles.

She loves words, and she enjoys it, and she writes it herself when she reads too much, and she sends the typed text to the editor's mailbox. The editor's sister gave her advice very carefully, and added Q to talk to her.

"You're a girl with a story, as you can tell from your words." The editor's sister quickly sent over, "Hans Christian Andersen, you should live in a fairy tale, fairy tales always have a happy ending, why are the stories you write always so sad?" ”

Hans Christian Andersen said, I don't know how to write fairy tales, it's not that I think he's naΓ―ve, it's that I can't find that feeling at all.

Her pen name, also known as Hans Christian Andersen.

Hans Christian Andersen, you should be happy.

After Hans Christian Andersen finished writing "We Are All Good Boys", it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the editor's sister called to urge the manuscript, she sorted out the manuscript and sent it to the editor's mailbox, and fell asleep on the sofa.

She slept soundly, and in her dreams, her grandfather came back and brought her a lot of toys and comics, and many friends came to her with flowers, and Xu Shuo smiled at her at the end of the sea of flowers, and the bright sun shone on his body, making him look even more brilliant.

When the alarm clock rang, she was still lingering in her dreams and didn't want to wake up, what could not be realized in reality, it seemed so beautiful in the dream.

Oh no, I'm going to have class today!

Andersen had a carp and hurried to school with three loaves of bread without even combing his hair. The bell for the class had already rang, and Mr. Dai took the lead in reciting "always adhere to economic development as the center and concentrate on the development of productive forces......

"Old ...... Teacher, newspaper ...... Report! ”

The class paused, followed by a burst of laughter.

Unkempt Andersen carried a large school bag, milk in one hand, bread in his mouth, and slurred speech.

"Why are you late?" Teacher Dai asked coldly.

She swallowed the last bite of bread with all her might, and took a breath before she said in a slur that yesterday ...... Last night, I ...... I surf the Internet......

"Let's go inside." It's still a cold tone.

Andersen held back her tears, and when she walked past each of her classmates' desks, she could feel so clearly that everyone was consciously leaning to the side, and that kind of playful expression was as if she was not a student, but a little beggar, a little beggar who was born to be made fun of.

finally arrived at her seat, Ye Haiou, who was wearing a neat and clean dress, gently wiped off the remaining bread crumbs from the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and helped her comb her hair, it's okay, it's just late, I used to be late.

But Teacher Dai didn't think so, he deliberately raised his tone, looked at Andersen with an embarrassed expression, and said: "Today is the first day of school, most of the students can still arrive at the school on time, which makes the teacher very pleased, but there are still some students who have not done it, and the teacher wants to criticize here." ”

The eyes of the classmates consciously moved to her, some of them whispered, and Andersen lowered his head.

Only Xu Shuo didn't laugh, and there was no mockery in his expression when he looked at her, only sympathy.

"Hans Christian Andersen, you are really like a child, only a child can be as innocent as you, you see you don't even button your clothes." When Ye Haiou said this, her heart was so warm that the ridiculed eyes of the other classmates didn't pay much attention to it.

Just get used to it.

After class, Xu Shuo took the initiative to find Hans Christian Andersen, hey, do you like to write essays very much?

"How do you know?" After saying this, she herself felt incredible, she didn't stutter!

Xu Shuo said that he also likes the words of Guo Jingming, 7998 and others, and he also likes to flip through magazines in his free time, and often sees the text written by a person named Hans Christian Andersen in magazines.

"Since the first day of school, I've been wondering if you're the Hans Christian Andersen who writes, but there are so many people in the world who have the same name, I'm not sure, so I have to dare to ask!" Xu Shuoren is also funny, and he is the type that is popular with girls.

As a tablemate, Ye Haiou looked at Xu Shuo's strange eyes, which made her feel very uneasy, and of course she didn't know why she had such a strange feeling.

On the other hand, she was a little secretly happy that he was secretly paying attention to herself! But she didn't dare to think that with her 135-pound figure, there would be boys like her, but only this humble fantasy was enough to make her extremely happy.

Hans Christian Andersen wrote a new essay called "You Are the Light I Can't Reach", and the editor's sister praised it after reading it, and at the end, she asked, Ann, is this what you wrote based on your own experience?

"How did my sister know?" She thought it was incredible, and she was guessed right.

"Because my sister is also from your age." Editor's sister's QQ avatar is a very cute little pig, and it will flash and flash.

In this new school, Andersen is satisfied, because with Ye Haiou and Xu Shuo, two true friends, although other classmates still stare at her with discriminatory eyes, she doesn't care, anyway, the people she cares about don't see it that way.

But things have changed slightly, and the reason is at the school's annual concert.

When Li Baoli, a senior high school student, finished singing BY2's "Fairy Grass Honey", the concert entered the final stage, which was to imitate the form of a ball in Western countries, where a boy invited a girl to dance with him.

Seeing that the girls around him were invited one by one, Andersen didn't dare to think about anything, looked down at his thick waist and thighs, and danced? Joke!

There are a lot of boys who invite Ye Haiou, but she doesn't seem to care much, her personality is lively and cheerful, she is also beautiful, and her talent is good, so she is very popular with the opposite sex, and she refused the invitation of three boys to dance one after another.

Hans Christian Andersen didn't understand, what an exciting thing it should be to have a boy's invitation, why was this Ye Haiou still so stubborn, or maybe she was waiting for someone's invitation.

In the end, only Xu Shuo and Ye Haiou remained. The three of Andersen did not join the dancing, almost all the students instantly quieted down, Xu Shuo, the class grass of the 11th class of the first year of high school, slowly walked to the girls' seat in front of everyone.

Everyone thought that he must be looking for Ye Haiou to invite him to dance, after all, the story of the prince and princess is the protagonist of the real ball, but what happened next was enough to make everyone wonder if the United States had accidentally leaked the password of the Ministry of National Defense, Xu Shuo actually bypassed Ye Haiou's seat, walked straight to Andersen, took a deep breath, and said: "Is Miss An willing to dance with me?" ”

Everyone is still laughing, who knows that Ye Shuo's face still does not change, Andersen, I am serious.

Hans Christian Andersen's face turned as red as the morning glow, and I ...... I promise.

She was clumsy, either stepping on his foot or unable to move her steps.

"Hans Christian Andersen, hehe, you follow my steps, yes, that's it, you're awesome!" The corners of the young man's mouth raised a beautiful arc, like a flower blooming in May.

For the first time, she could feel the pounding of her heart so clearly, and the first time she stood so close to such a good-looking boy; For the first time, she bravely took a step on her own stage despite the laughter of everyone......

It's just that inadvertently, her eyes swept over Ye Haiou, who was sitting alone in the seat, her eyes were bleak, staring straight at herself.

On Sunday morning, I received a call from the editor's sister, saying that her article "You Are the Light I Can't Reach" ranked first in the review, and asked her to ask for a manuscript.

Naturally, Andersen was very happy, after all, it was a great joy that his words could be loved by others. But what she didn't expect was that on Monday morning, the moment she first stepped into the class, all 43 pairs of eyes in the class stared at her hotly.

Although everyone was used to seeing her as a laughing stock outside of study, and she was used to it, the situation today doesn't seem quite right.

Ye Haiou told Hans Christian Andersen that Chen Sihan saw an essay signed by Hans Christian Andersen in "Flower Season and Rainy Season", the male protagonist in the article is called Xu Shuo, and the name of the article is "You are the light I can't reach".

Andersen's head buzzed, and it felt like the end of the world was coming.

Chen Sihan handed the magazine to many classmates to circulate, and now almost everyone knows the earth-shattering news that Andersen has a crush on Xu Shuo and Xu Da Handsome Guy.

"Hehe, no wonder, I just think she looks at Xu Shuo with a strange eye!"