Chapter Ninety-Six: Keeping Your Heart in the World of Flowers (7)

"You hit the output?"

In the classroom, it was a question from a chubby male classmate, and I didn't understand his doubts at the time.

I'm typing output, is it weird?

After the college entrance examination, I started my own game path, maybe because I was too bored, I wanted to explore this new field, but a new beginning is always accompanied by ups and downs, and this time, it was extraordinarily bumpy.

After learning the novice teaching, I started the first game experience, in a trance, confused, I didn't know anything at all, I didn't know what the store was, I didn't know which way I should go, just a strong point of skill, with an extremely rusty way to play.

In the end, the word "failure" came into view, and only then did I know that it was over, so it was an inexplicable failure.

When I thought it was over, it wasn't over yet, and then I was reported......

Although I have some doubts about life, I still get more and more courageous, others can, why can't I?

Then, decisively open a new round of the game.

Practice makes perfect, and I feel like I can.

So, for three months during the vacation, I have been studying with my brother, learning how to play games, of course, it is only the most usual entertainment, and I am not completely addicted to it, after all, not yet.

Once in a while, it's time to relax.

Another reason for this was to catch up with the trend, and when I had some common hobbies with my roommates in my college dorm, I miraculously didn't play games.

It's a quiet dormitory, yes.

To be honest, it's not what I expected, but I love the dorm and my roommates.

Although there is no one in the dormitory, there is one in the class, and it is even more coincidental that the female students in the dormitory next door also like to play, so, during the recess, sitting in front of the drawing board, I don't know whose proposal was, that is, all of a sudden, the preparation began, and the male and female competition began.

I don't know why it was a match, but it was the first reaction, and then it started.

In fact, it is obvious that everyone can have a co-operation game together.

Maybe it was the desire to win at that time.

The boys and girls sat in a row playing games, each with a mobile phone, and their expressions were extraordinarily serious, which became a beautiful scenery, and I became a participant.

At that time, it was obvious that the other girls in the class were looking at each other in a strange way, but it was up to time to leave it to time what a person was like.

However, what can be proven at this stage is that I am really a vegetable. There's no strategy or anything in my head, it's just a blind fight.

Being ridiculed is also inevitable, and knowing that it's just a joke of ridicule, even if it's not a joke, won't be sad because it's the truth.

Stupid is sometimes more than just a derogatory term.

You don't have to prove that you're good, try to be smart if you're not smart.

Later, I gradually understood that the "output" in the original game is the core of a team, also known as the "C position", which plays an extremely important role, and it is no wonder that there are doubts, and I play the output, which is indeed very weird.

The task is heavy, and the most scolding is endured.

This made the already not strong heart even worse.

It's just that the characters in this position are easier to get started with, easy to master, and are the choice of most novices, but it is still difficult to fully master.

And I'm no exception.,I just didn't understand it.,I started playing games in a daze.,Next,I didn't understand a lot of it.,I've gradually lost interest.。

At this time, the school was particularly popular in game-based competitive competitions, which set off a wave.

Universities are everywhere.

Yes, the boys in the class who like to play games have signed up for such competitions, and they want to play games every day.

For hobbies, each has its own love, not the same, the same freedom.

However, when my roommates hear about such promotions about gaming competitions, their first reaction is to let me participate, but I don't seem to be able to.

I usually just entertain and kill time, but as for these competitions, forget it, it's not for me.

It really doesn't fit.

……

The university classroom is free, and after the sketch class, the color class is ushered in, and it is a female teacher, who looks a little strict, and I hope it just looks.

As soon as she entered the classroom, she gave the order, and it was clear that the idle class was about to cease to exist.

Hopefully, there will be a change.

"Are you hungry?" Anne had just picked up a paintbrush and dipped it in a stroke of paint, and then she asked me, and then she continued, "Why don't we order a takeout for breakfast?!" ”

Without waiting for me to reply, I saw that as soon as she finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone, and I, Anne and another male classmate next to her booked an early breakfast.

It's the chubby boy who laughed at me for playing games, but he was really good, so I got a new nickname called "Xiao Cai".

I can't say I like it, but I don't reject it either.

When the takeaway arrived, we casually looked for a reason and came to the corridor, and at this moment, the hot early appeared in front of us.

Since I got up very late that day, I didn't have time to eat breakfast, and I couldn't bear the resistance of my stomach "gurgling~", and this simple breakfast was the feedback to it.

At this point, our threesomes, holding pies, sat on the sofa in the hallway, and ate breakfast leisurely, just in case, we deliberately chose one of the corridors that was some distance from the classroom.

Everything was originally comfortable, but a message broke the silence.

"Where are you? The teacher has gone out to look for you."

It's a friendly reminder from a roommate.

After seeing this news, my heart first chuckled, and then, Anne and I looked at each other tacitly, and immediately started running, trotting all the way without looking back, until we reached a corner and stopped.

After stopping, I made sure it was safe, and then I patted my chest with confidence, and my heart beat faster, as if I was about to jump out.

We're fine, but the chubby boy next to us doesn't seem to be very good.

I saw that after he stopped, he picked up the pie in his hand and took a bite, and then scolded and complained: "Oh mom, what's the matter, I'm tired." ”

Tired indeed.

But, not to sweat profusely......

At this moment, I want to laugh but I can only hold back, after all, I am not very familiar, and I can't damage each other in person. However, this can also understand him, at the same distance, he is running with dozens of pounds of meat more than us, which is indeed not easy.

"The teacher is back again, you should come back too, you should be safe now."

Immediately after that, another message came, and I was relieved, but I didn't have the heart to continue the breakfast in my hand, and after this series of thrills, I resolutely returned to the classroom.

Everything seems to be different from what I imagined, and the battle situation ahead is very good

security, and there were no interrogations and inspections.

In the case of the color teacher turning a blind eye, he quietly returned to his seat, and after experiencing this time, there may not be a second time.

In the future, it is better to have a safe breakfast before class.

No one can afford this kind of stimulation.

……

Dormitory.

Looking out the window in a daze, I was suddenly pulled back to reality by a text message prompt tone, which was a text message notification of the transfer to the account, frowning slightly, looking at the number of arrivals, I knew that my grandparents had transferred money to me.

I've turned it down, but I can't beat them.

The old man's heart, how embarrassed I am always refusing, they will be sad. is like a grandfather's usual saying: "When you go to a big city, don't you look down on your grandparents' money?" Don't be too little. ”

"No, how could it be?!"

In this way, he was fooled, and then, grandpa took the opportunity to say: "That's it, take it well, eat and drink well, don't starve yourself." ”

I looked at this number and could imagine the complicated procedures behind the arrival of the money, and my grandmother didn't understand this, so she just gave the saved money to her grandfather.

Then, Grandpa rode his electric tricycle to the streets of the city, bumpy all the way, because of our little dirt road, but now, it's a closed electric tricycle, so that the dust raised will never bother Grandpa's bronchitis again.

However, I still hope that my grandparents can take care of themselves.

When he arrived in the county, he found the only bank and transferred money in the oldest way, and his grandfather was a people's teacher, so these were still difficult for him.

It's just that the whole process can't help but feel distressed.

My low self-esteem may have been caused by unknown factors, but my confidence in the world was given by them.

I can say with complete responsibility that I love my grandparents and my life.

……

When the school life is settled, you can find a part-time job near the school, and now it is only a freshman and there are not many courses. So, there's still plenty of time.

On this day, I walked around alone to a small street around the school, which was very narrow but rich, and could also be called a street of snacks.

The lemonade in the drink shop is a must-order for me every time, for the simple reason that I think it is ordinary and simple, and it is a simple lemon, but it has such a taste.

Review.

Outside the store, a man in a sunflower doll costume is handing out flyers, facing the sun, thriving, and everyone who passes by will look at it for a moment.

Its posture, as my name suggests.

Sunflower.

I love sunflowers, they are not as romantic as roses, they are not as pure as lilies, and they are not as fragrant as tulips, but they are sunny and bright, and they are full of love for the whole world.

In life, sunflowers represent love frankly, love never abandoned, has its own unique charm, and it blooms not only love, but also dreams and love of life.

Every time I raise my self-confidence, I give people great encouragement.

The flower language of sunflower represents silent love, unspoken love.

Sometimes, I feel like a sunflower, facing the sun every day in the eyes of the outside world, without any worries, happy and free.

But once the sun sets, you can only bow your head and bear the loneliness that belongs to you in the darkness alone.

In the past ten years, I will like someone, but I never dare to say it, because I feel that I am not good enough to love someone, and at the same time, I am afraid of rejection.

It's the kind of thing that would rather miss than take the initiative.

Such a subtle and introverted life seems to have been stereotyped, and I don't think it's strange or that it needs to be changed, of course, only for love.

Looking at this sunflower doll, it really looks like me, not only a little distracted.

Then, silently walked out, walked in front of it, stood still, handed him a cup of caramel-flavored milk tea, and said, "I like sunflowers very much, you are very cute~"

The doll took the milk tea and bowed to me to express its gratitude, it should be to thank me for the first cup of milk tea of autumn I gave it, but I don't know if it was the first cup.

"Can you show me who you are?"

"Is it a little brother? Let's add a WeChat! Suddenly, two other girls came over and asked, saying that they were about to pick up its hood before it could reply.

For this behavior......

It's helpless.

But, it can be seen that these two girls are obviously ridiculous.

I saw the sunflower doll take a few steps back, gesture at me with both hands and make a smiling expression, then waved his hand and ran away.

This smile must be a gesture to me.

I think so.

"Wow! It's so cute~ Let's catch up and take a look. The two girls next to them still persistently followed, very persistent.

However, this dedication is not a compliment.

I think it's annoying!

I don't understand why they are doing this, and it may be an area that I haven't been involved in.

And I still stand in place, looking at its distant back, respecting every professional person, not forcing anyone, looking at it, I smile very happily, happy from the heart, as if looking at myself, I think it should be the same happy, this may be the bosom friend.

Even if you don't speak, you understand each other.

When I returned to the dormitory, I immediately opened the mobile phone chat dialog, like Xiaokui in my heart to tell all kinds of things that have happened recently, interesting and boring, and even those trivial things, I want to tell her.

These things can only be told to her.

When she was talking, she also highlighted the sunflower doll she saw today, and I guessed she must be interested, and sure enough, she said it was a novelty.

And today we don't just meet in diaries.

Xiaokui is like my spiritual sustenance, and it is also the motivation that supports my efforts.

Invisible companionship.

When you are lonely, when you are autistic, when you are bored, when you are confused, she is with you all the time.

Now Xiaokui is still encouraging me, she likes to listen, I like to express and tell, the two of us are very similar.

After a long time, the two said good night to each other, and I slept peacefully, and I was looking forward to tomorrow!

Will tomorrow be even better?

Late night is the most sentimental time for a person, because only then can we calm down and quietly enjoy the moment when we are alone.

I just want to live in the moment, but I'm afraid that waking up will be a worse day. But now I hope that tomorrow will come a little sooner.

What will tomorrow look like?