"Of course I know the totem in your heart, but we may not really know ourselves, maybe others can see it better?

I think I've discovered your most suitable talent for the world, and the reason why I brought you to this book is that I hope you will read it by accident, and you will be able to realize your talent, which is far better than me using words to change your deep-rooted beliefs.

The reason why Li Bai is great is not because he was born in the Tang Dynasty, but because he wrote Tang poems instead of Han Fu, and he was popular and famous for his talent. 'Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles', in fact, this sentence is not Li Bai's originality, but from Zhuangzi's "Speaking of Sword".

I only hate myself for not having the talent of Zhuangzi, and I can't convince you like he persuaded King Wen of Zhao in "Speaking of the Sword". You may say, 'The child is not a fish, the joy of Anchi fish'?

Yes, I don't know the joy of fish, but I do know that fish can't be happy out of water. I didn't listen to much of Wang Pan's words at the time, but after thinking about it, I felt irrefutable, but I didn't want to delve into it, and I deliberately bypassed it when I met it again, just like some unpleasant memories.

"Hey! Ay! I said you two can't talk to each other! Zheng Jie interjected.

"Alright, alright! You see, all of you here today are your friends, and it's not good for everyone to be ridiculed by people who don't know because you snubbed everyone because you snubbed everyone, right? ”

I can't help but say something that is not so straightforward and easy to understand, and I wonder if it is the coercion of the habit of writing poetry for a long time, or if it is like the coercion of the literati consciousness.

"Hehe, brother, you can really break it, this is more like a tongue twister than Zhuangzi's words."

"Zhuangzi also has tongue twisters?" Zheng Jie was shocked.

I replied, "Maybe, maybe, probably, approximately, almost, who knows." Ha ha! Come, let's all raise a glass to Wang Pan......"

Ha ha! After a period of mixed haha, everyone said in unison: "Wang Pan, happy birthday!" ”

Next, everyone eats and drinks, talks and laughs, so it is not lively. Finally, light the candles, turn off the lights, make a wish, blow out the candles, light the lights, and share the cake.

"Ahh

I really didn't expect Zheng Jie to slap all the cakes in her hands on my face.

Because it was a public place and the space was small, everyone had just dipped their fingers in some cream and symbolically rubbed each other's faces on them, and there was no crazy behavior.

But after Zheng Jie made such a fuss, the other two boys at the same table also suffered, and the rest of the people dispersed in a hurry.

In the bathroom, I finally washed off the cream on my face, waited for Wang Pan to settle the account, and walked out of Tsinghua Garden together. As soon as I went out, I bumped into an acquaintance, and the words of ridicule were not yet spoken.

"Hey! Who, then, said about you, come and talk. ”

The person who spoke was the person who was kicked by me in the afternoon and claimed to be a junior. Just at his rude and polite remarks, he really deserves to be a well-educated bastard, but his self-confidence makes me laugh.

"Talk about your size, talk about it! How did you talk to my brother!" Qian Duo turned around and raised his hand and slapped the back of Xiao San's head. "Quick! Call Brother. ”

"Brother." Xiao San hesitated for a moment, completely put away the snort just now, and shouted in a muffled voice.

"Stop! We don't have any relatives like you in our family. I said angrily.

"Brother, how did Xiao San'er provoke you?"

"Then you better go back and ask your junior son." I smiled and continued, "Do you have anything else, Brother Long (I also learned later, it turns out that Qian Duo's nickname is Long Long. )？ ”

"It's okay." Qian Duo glanced at Wang Pan beside me, and then looked at me again, "Hehe, let's go." ”

"Let's go, brother."

Xiao San'er followed behind Qian Duo with his head drooped, but he didn't go far before the two of them hooked their shoulders, talking and laughing.

"Brother, it's still early, why don't we go to the playground?" Wang Pan, who was listening to me talking about the junior, interjected and asked.

"Okay, let's go through the front entrance." I pointed to Wang Pan with my hand, and continued to talk about the rights and wrongs between me and Xiao San.

At the moment we are walking on the sidewalk between the basketball court and the main playground. The main playground is a rectangle with a long side of the north and south, surrounded by iron railings more than one meter high, with one entrance and exit in the north and south, and two entrances and exits in the east and west.

For people who are always good at entering and exiting, they will choose to jump over with both hands or one hand on the railing, which is very elegant, but few people know the unbearable behind this elegance.

Inside the fence is a standard track with eight people in a single lap of 400 meters, and the surface of the runway is not plastic, but a mixture of compacted coal ash and something.

The inner ring of the runway is a football field paved with artificial turf but mixed with countless weeds, and it is always teased that it is still wild and alive. On both sides of the goal of the football field are the sand pits for the long jump and the fan for the Zheng shot put.

"Oops!" At the moment when Wang Pan leaned forward, I leaned sideways to support her. She pounced on me anyway due to inertia.

Her head was resting on my left shoulder, her hair touching my face, and the faint scent of shampoo was emanating from it.

I suddenly felt hot all over, my breathing became short, my face was **, the hands holding her shoulders froze there, I didn't dare to make a move, and my inner contradictions were intertwined - I wanted to hold it like this, but I desperately reminded myself to part quickly.

After a struggle, I let go of my hand without embarrassment, and looked at Wang Pan so closely for the first time by the light of the street lamp.

It is decorated with a beautiful woman's sharp and narrow forehead, curved eyebrows, straight nose, and small mouth that is just rightly distributed on a goose-egg-shaped face that is not porcelain white but fleshy.

I couldn't help but reach out my right hand and pull a strand of hair hanging down from the left side of her forehead behind her ear, and my hand flashed away like an electric shock the moment her face turned red in the light. Then he took a step back and asked:

"Y- what happened to you?

"I stepped on my own shoelaces." Wang Pan lowered her head and said as she brushed the strand of hair I had just brushed her behind her ear with her left hand.

Then bend down, get down on one knee with your left leg, and tie back the loose laces of your right foot. I also bent down to pick up the "Reminiscences" that was not far away, and aimlessly slapped it on my trouser legs.

After Wang Pan fastened his shoelaces, we still walked forward side by side, but the distance between each other was slightly wider than just now, and no one spoke anymore, interspersed with a pair of boys and girls who deepened their friendship with each other in the name of exercise, silently circling along the playground.

I've always wondered why I've never heard of or seen a typical tyrannosaurus rex in the here and now, which is bent on catching young love.

I don't know how long it has been, I only know that the former majestic and high-spirited ZW has long since died down. In the end, it was Wang Pan who broke the silence.