"I think Liu Guifang's essay in our class is really well written, so I made three copies of her essay and pasted it on the wall at the back of the classroom, so that everyone can go and see it when they have time, and they can see every page, and everyone has to learn from her, this writing is really good." Liu Guifang's junior high school homeroom teacher was a little excited to hold an essay by Liu Guifang, this child's level is not like a first-year junior high school student at all, like an adult who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world and has a certain life experience and life experience.

After class, her friends surrounded Liu Guifang's composition.

"Wow, that's really good..."

"So your writing is so good." Another classmate looked at Liu Guifang with adoring eyes.

"It's so well written, it should be Baidu's, hahahahahaha

It's true that before she couldn't write those things, she couldn't write such good things, but now... She has no friends to talk to, no people and things to love with, and when she is sad, she can't find anyone to talk to, she can only write in words, because those sad and mocking her want to never forget herself, their hypocritical faces are revealed one by one after she grows fat.

These are things she will remember for the rest of her life.

"With such a good writing, it's a pity not to go to Qiming." Another student shook his head.

"What enlightenment?" Liu Guifang was a little puzzled.

"I often read novels on it, and everyone has the opportunity to become an author, publish something on it, or write a novel, and sometimes there will be a manuscript fee, maybe you can try it."

Give it a try... How to try...

She doesn't even have a cell phone...

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"Brother," after Liu Junjie also returned home in the evening, she called him aside, "Can you lend me your mobile phone?" ”

"My mobile phone was confiscated by my mother, and I was afraid that I would delay my studies, but she said that if I did well in the high school entrance examination, I would buy me a new mobile phone, and I would give this mobile phone to you when the time came."

"Good..."

"Why do you suddenly want a phone?"

"It's okay, thank you." After Liu Guifang finished speaking, she returned to her room.

Actually, my brother... It's a good person for her, but... She doesn't like him and even hates him, because he makes her obviously feel how patriarchal her mother and grandmother are, every time she has an argument with her brother when she was a child, many times it is obviously her brother who is naughty to provoke her, but she is always the one who gets beaten in the end. She doesn't know how many times she has been beaten in the past ten years, but those grievances and sadness are enough to make her love for them disappear, and those pains need her to heal for the rest of her life, and she will never forget the days when she was obviously bullied and finally beaten by her grandmother.

They never loved her, except for grandpa.

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"Congratulations, brother, you were admitted to the best key high school in the city."

"You have to work hard, you see your mother come back to take you to study, you are also the first in the grade now, which is also great."

"Hmm."

"That's right, give it," Liu Junjie took out his mobile phone, "Here you go, I'm going to go to high school in the city in the future, you can call me if you miss me." ”

"Thank you." Liu Guifang took the phone and looked at Liu Junjie with some gratitude.

"You're my sister, what's there to thank, don't always feel so alienated from me." Liu Junjie stretched out his hand to touch Liu Guifang's head, but she avoided it a little indifferently.

Liu Junjie reluctantly withdrew his hand, to be honest, he couldn't guess what his sister was thinking.

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"Then mom is leaving?" She took the luggage from Liu Guifang's hand and prepared to return to the place where she worked.

"Hmm." Liu Guifang was so happy that she couldn't do it, but she had to pretend to be reluctant.

Because she behaves too blandly, she will also be lectured by her for various reasons.

"Then mom is gone, you can go back." She waved her hand and prepared to get into the car.

"Hmm." Liu Guifang nodded.

"You should pack up and go back to live with grandma."

"Well, goodbye."

As soon as her mother left, Liu Guifang turned on her phone and couldn't wait to download Qiming.

"Eh Xiao Liu, aren't you going to take a bath, the power will be cut off later." Meng Yazhuo suddenly lifted Liu Guifang's bed curtain.

"Oh... Okay..."Liu Guifang was suddenly pulled back to reality.

Anyway, I really haven't been to Qiming for a long time to take a look, will Eleven be... Haven't come back yet?

After taking a bath, Liu Guifang opened the enlightenment that she hadn't seen for a long time.

Eleven He ...... He's back!!

Liu Guifang looked at a caprice published by Eleven some time ago with some excitement, and seemed to ...... He had just finished military training at that time, and judging from the date, he actually ended on the same day as me, oh my God! Liu Guifang was a little uneasy, she carefully looked at the words that Eleven said to the instructor, over and over again.

So, he's a freshman in high school?

It shouldn't be, judging from the things that he wrote five years ago, at that time he was a person with his own ideological views and opinions, and he said those words.... It is also unlikely that it will be a child who is only about nine years old.

So he's just like me, a freshman?

Liu Guifang looked at the author's homepage of Eleven, and became more and more happy.

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"Oh my God, it's Death Thursday again... Eh, where are you going? Seeing that Gu Xianlin was about to go out after eating, Quan Yanyi asked as she pulled the rice.

"Today the art troupe is in meeting." Gu Xianlin turned around and smiled at Quan Yanyi.

"Oh... Art Troupe..."Quan Yanyi continued to pull the food, and suddenly shouted at Yu Xiwen, who was playing with her mobile phone, as if she remembered something, "Eh, Xiaowen... If I'm not mistaken, you also added an art troupe? You won't forget, will you? ”

"No," Yu Xiwen sighed, "I didn't add the art troupe, I joined the organization department, and this afternoon's regular meeting." ”

"Ahh

So how do I explain it to Zhang Zexi?

"It's a long story..."Yu Xiwen's voice was interrupted by a sudden ringtone.

"Zhang Dazhuang? What are you doing? ”

"Have you forgotten? The regular meeting of the art troupe? I'm waiting for you downstairs, you're going to be late, hurry up. ”

"I didn't add an art troupe." Yu Xiwen climbed out of bed and walked to the balcony to look downstairs.

Really... saw Zhang Zexi with a confused face.

"What?" He couldn't believe it.

"When did I tell you I joined the art troupe?" Yu Xiwen was also a little confused, did she tell her that she joined the art troupe?

"I..."

"Don't you want to leave? It's going to be late. When she walked downstairs, Gu Xianlin saw Zhang Zexi, who was holding her mobile phone and staying motionless, gave a friendly reminder, and then continued to walk forward.

Why lie to me?

Zhang Zexi didn't know what to say for a while, he hung up the phone, well, it seemed that he was really going to be late.

Seeing what Gu Xianlin said to Zhang Zexi, he hung up the phone and was very behind Gu Xianlin.

Yu Xiwen also put down her mobile phone, looking at their figures one after the other, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Is Zhang Zexi gone?" Quan Yanyi looked at Yu Xiwen, who was a little lost.

"Yes, haha, with Gu Xianlin."

"Oh..."Quan Yanyi pouted aggrievedly, "Zhang Zexi will blame me, I cheated him..."

"What do you mean?"

"Last time Zhang Zexi asked me which departments you want to add, I remember you told me that the dance team, the instrumental band, and the youth team..."

"Ask me about the department I'm into?"

"That's right," Kwon Yeon-yi picked up the lunch box and went to the faucet, washing it as she continued, "and then he added the departments I mentioned. ”

Is it...

Yu Xiwen was a little surprised, he wasn't for... Didn't you join the art troupe for Gu Xianlin?

"So how did you join the Organization Department?" Kwon Yeon-yi still can't figure it out.

"This... It's hard to explain..."

"Then I'm miserable, how can I explain to Zhang Zexi, ahhhhh

"How can he be so difficult to deal with, it's okay, besides, I told you that, I can't blame you."

"Then you explain it to him, otherwise it's not good that this misunderstanding will get bigger and bigger."

"What's the explanation for this, isn't it that I suddenly don't want to join the art troupe?"

"You can't put me in such an unkind and unjust place, he will think that I colluded with you to deliberately deceive him, so that he will not misunderstand us?"

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"Classmate, you... What kind of major are you? As soon as he sat in the classroom, a boy next to Gu Xianlin couldn't help but talk.

"Ask him." Gu Xianlin looked at Zhang Zexi on the right.

"Oh guys... I'm sorry, you're a good match—" The boy smiled a little awkwardly.

Zhang Zexi looked down at his phone, Yu Xiwen actually took the initiative to send him a message?

Well??

"Zhang Zexi, I originally planned to join the art troupe, but then I accidentally had an accident."

Zhang Zexi was a little excited and trembling a little, but as a very, very cold person, he always had to behave calmly, "Oh, I really feel sorry for you, you missed an opportunity to work with me." ”

"Can you give me your phone?" Yu Xiwen looked at Quan Yanyi helplessly.

"Here you go, anyway, it's explained clearly," Quan Yanyi handed the phone to Yu Xiwen, "I'm really heartbroken for you..."

"Please, can you be excited for me?" Yu Xiwen scolded the unusually narcissistic Zhang Zexi.

Cut, woman, finally willing to find me.

Zhang Zexi put down his phone and pulled his hair back, and then another message came.

"Remember to help me ask her what she means."

Fan Qiming, this kid...

Zhang Zexi raised his head and saw Gu Xianlin looking at the podium with blank eyes, he stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder.