Chapter 17: "Dreams" (?) )
"I'll go!"
Zheng He first expressed his first thoughts with emotion and sincerity.
Then he was full of injury and frustration and continued in disbelief: "Seriously, I thought that this topic only existed in my distant and beautiful primary school career, but I really didn't expect Xiao Fang to be so reluctant!" He has also been upgraded from bronze to king! ”
In the end, Zheng He propped his hands on his ears, and at the same time, his eyebrows were wrinkled into the figure "eight" with high difficulty, and he screamed and wailed with an incomprehensible face: "No, no, no, there can really be such a stubborn essay question in the world, right?" ”
Su Sui, who was sitting across from her, smiled and pointed to the two words on the composition paper.
Cleared his throat: "Because there are dreams, so you can." ”
Those two words are called-
"Dreams."
Hearing this, Zheng He trembled back with a frightened and sad face, his eyes full of tears: "Xiao Suzi, you, you have changed!" You're no longer the simple Xiao Su you used to be! ”
The essay title is: Liu Yu commented on the protagonist of "The Moon and Sixpence" and said: "People who are captured by dreams are chasing their own bad luck" (1), on the road to chasing dreams, some people succeed, some people fail, and some people pay a lot for it but do not necessarily get what they want. In this regard, please write down your opinion, the style is not limited, and the number of words is not less than 800 words.
Ahem, this is the "dream" of high school students.
Fang Yanyan on the stage also stubbornly pulled her throat in a group of ghosts crying wolf howling children.
"Attention, attention, this is tonight's homework, and it will be handed in tomorrow morning......"
In the more ferocious complaints of her classmates, Fang Yanyan struggled to finish the last sentence.
"I'll write about this Chinese class later! Must be handed in tomorrow morning! ”
The audience was full of mourning.
"Teacher, I can't finish writing! Don't be strong! ”
"Teacher, if you want me to squeeze hard, I can't squeeze anything!"
"It's the norm to can't finish writing, and it's a pervert to finish writing!"
Fang Yanyan said with a straight face that she didn't listen: "The college entrance examination is a time-limited writing, and it is best to write it within 50 minutes. ”
At this time, after the last bell rang for the last time, Fang Yanyan knocked on the table seriously: "If you can't write, you have to hold back 800 words for me, start writing now, don't turn your head to ear!" ”
When the words fell, everyone could only resign themselves to writing it.
Su Sui first wrote down a few general directions on the scratch paper.
Review the essay questions again to determine the idea that is more relevant and more convenient.
Pull out the outline and mark a few materials and ideas that need to be used.
Finally, start writing, write the title properly, and start writing.
Su Sui has always been focused when he writes things, and soon the voices around him gradually disappear, only the black and white words in front of him, and he thinks about what to write next in his mind.
When the bell rang for the end of class, Su Sui wrote most of the composition.
It happened to be the end of school in the afternoon, and the students let out a mixture of screams and cheers in pain and happiness as soon as they got out of class.
Zheng He just wanted to complain to Su Sui with a bitter gourd face, but saw Su Sui writing a book.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Fang Yu Xueba next to him, his eyebrows were calm, and he also brushed and brushed and wrote without pause.
Zheng He, who spent this class squeezing toothpaste: "......"
In the end, Zheng He secretly glanced at Jiang Zai behind him with the dignity of the last student who was barely breathing.
Jiang lived up to her expectations and comforted her.
I saw Jiang Zai scribbling on the composition paper on the table, and the place where it was written was not much different from her, and at first glance, there was nothing to write casually.
It's just that Jiang Zai is not as stumbling as she is, she just thinks of what to write, and finishes it after making up 800 words.
Now I'm still looking at extracurricular books.
Zheng He started with "Compared with the above, but! than the next" psychology successfully comforted his glass heart that was about to shatter into slag, and left satisfied.
Finally finished writing the last pen, Su Sui put down his pen.
Take a long breath.
A "must be rolled up and re-loaded with wine, such as seeing thousands of miles of smoke and dust" spontaneously arises.
After moving his lower limbs, Su Sui realized that there were not many people left in the class at this time.
She was slightly stunned, turned her head to look back, and looked at Shangjiang.
Jiang Zai said: "Let's go." ”
Su Sui just wanted to nod, but glanced at Jiang's composition paper on the table.
I couldn't help frowning.
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The two of them were waiting for the train on the platform.
After a moment of silence, Su Sui couldn't help but speak: "Jiang Zai, ask you a question." ”
Jiang Zai casually said "um".
Su Sui pursed her lips slightly, and organized the language: "That is, you chatted about 'Strickland' before, that is, you have also watched "The Moon and Sixpence", so do you have no idea when you see the essay question?" ”
"Ah, you said this," Jiang Zai pressed his neck with his hand indifferently, "Although there are some, but I am not good at language, so I can't write any ideas." ”
Jiang Zai's grades are not bad, mainly because of his language.
Although Su Sui understood, she couldn't quite accept Jiang Zai's indifferent attitude.
She was just about to say something, but the bus came far away, and she could only press it first.
Su Sui kept thinking about how to talk to Jiang Zai on the bus, and was a little absent-minded.
Although she still remembers getting off the train when she arrived at the station, she almost fell because she missed a step of the ladder because of distraction.
Fortunately, Jiang next to her reached out to grab her so she didn't fall.
Jiang let go of his hand as he got out of the car.
He was a little helpless: "Su Sui, you walk well first, and then you will think about how to persuade me to work hard." Otherwise, if I haven't reformed myself, you'll be the first to follow. ”
Su Sui's ears were slightly red when he heard this.
She bit her lower lip and wanted to laugh inexplicably: "Do you know how to read minds?" ”
Jiang Zai put his hands in his pockets and walked to her left: "You almost have a face that says, 'No, I'm going to use my beauty and wisdom to save this fallen star of tomorrow', okay?" ”
"What 'rising star', don't put gold on your face." Su Sui couldn't help but laugh.
After a moment, she asked softly, "But you probably know what I want to say to you, don't you have any ideas?" ”
Jiang Zai glanced at her: "Do you want to ask me if I have any dreams, and if you want to fight for my dreams?" ”
But after he finished speaking, his tone changed: "Then may I ask if you have it?" ”
Hearing this, Su Sui was silent for a moment, and asked instead of answering: "Before talking about this, let me ask first, do you know what Jack Su and Mary Su are?" ”
Jiang Zai sighed: "Understand a little, I heard that she is a foreign female writer, who can't stand the trend of creating perfect characters in the literary world at that time to satisfy her desire for a perfect life that she can't achieve, and creating perfect protagonists, called Jack Sue and Mary Sue, to satirize this trend." ”
Su Sui had gradually become accustomed to the other side that Jiang Zai sometimes showed coldly.
At the moment she just nodded and continued.
"I think that many popular film and television works and online novels in China are reflecting this atmosphere, although this plays a role in decompressing modern urban men and women to a certain extent, but I don't recognize it very much."
Su Sui looked up at the beautiful sunset above his head.
She knew it would be dark night.
Because of the heavy pollution, the night sky of Xicheng has long been starless.
Jiang Zai didn't urge her, waiting for her to continue.
After a little silence, Su Sui slowly spoke: "I believe this, good works guide people to get closer to better works, and not good works will make people have the urge to create a work for themselves." ”
"So there is such a dissatisfying atmosphere in China," Su Sui's tone is usually gentle and calm, "which gives me the urge to create for myself." ”
She looked at Jiang Zai beside her, and there was a moment of looking at each other.
Eyes staggered, she turned her head to look straight ahead, and continued.
There is an expectation in the words.
There is also a firmness that I don't know whether to tell him or myself.
"I want to be a writer," she said. ”
There was silence all around.
Silently, Su Suilu's neck was snow-white and slender under the bright light, and it was a fragile and beautiful soft arc.
After staring sideways for a while, Jiang Zai quietly looked away.
My throat was inexplicably tight.
His tone was as usual with a hint of laziness.
"Well, I remember Lung Yingtai said, 'A bad writer exposes his ignorance, a good writer makes you see ignorance, and a great writer makes you see ignorance and recognize your own archetype and pour out the deepest compassion' (2), so corresponding to Mary Sue and Jack Sue, do you at least want to be a good writer?"
"Not necessarily," Su Sui's voice was a little more brisk after saying those words, "I just want to be what I like." ”
After speaking, she thought of something, and quickly turned her head to look at Jiang Zai, her eyes did not turn for a moment: "Ah, I was almost led astray by you, what about you?" ”
Being stared at by the girl with such focused and serious eyes, Jiang Zai felt slightly strange in his heart.
He looked away: "What? ”
"Don't change the subject for me," Su Sui was serious, "What about your dreams?" ”
Jiang Zai was a little uncomfortable: "Ahem, I've heard many people say that in fact, when I grow up, the industry I am engaged in will deviate from my dreams." ”
Su Sui quickly replied: "That's okay, some people also suggest that we treat our preferences as a part-time job, which will make our lives more comfortable and more exciting." ”
After speaking, she asked reluctantly: "At least there is a preference, right?" ”
Jiang Zai's voice was a little low, and he didn't want to look at Su Sui: "Then my preference is a bit vulgar." ”
"Huh?"
"I," Jiang tingled his scalp, and finally finished speaking, "Ahem, I like money." ”
Unexpectedly, Su Sui nodded and continued to ask, "Well, then what?" ”
Jiang Zai, who was teased about "miser" by his own father who made money to support his family, didn't expect Su Sui to be so serious.
He pursed his lower lip: "...... I thought you'd laugh at me. ”
Su Sui said very naturally: "How come? Having this hobby is the characteristic of people who will be on the Forbes list in the future. ”
Jiang Zai was defeated: "Okay, Su Sui, you have successfully comforted me." ”
Su Sui was still unexpectedly serious: "This is really not to comfort you, you are interested and capable, why can't you try to work hard again and make a better result than 'if'?" ”
Catching a glimpse of Jiang Zai's slightly stunned face, Su Sui laughed.
Eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Eh, it's all chicken soup that you often see on the Internet, how about it?" ”
Speechless for a moment, Jiang Zai looked at Su Sui quietly.
She moisturized her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were full of gentle smiles.
After a long time, he spoke softly.
"I'll give it a try."
When Su Sui heard this, he felt a kind of "my family has a child who will eventually grow up", wiping a handful of bitter tears, and expressing the sadness and satisfaction of his hard work.
She raised her smiling face and smiled: "Well, let's go together?" ”
Jiang Zai almost wanted to avoid Su Sui's gaze for a moment.
It's too bright.
is obviously a gentle and tranquil person, why can his eyes be so bright?
He bit his lower lip very lightly: "Well, come on." ”
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In fact, he, like most people, has a hobby or specialty of "I think I am very good, but I haven't tried it, and maybe I will brag about it in the future, maybe I can do whatever I want to do if I work hard".
Maybe that's just an excuse.
Because I haven't tried it, I still have the possibility of pretending to succeed.
Choosing to escape is actually a kind of defense in disguise.
But Su Sui took Jiang Zai from the bank of the river to the river with one foot in the same gentle but firm way as Jiang Zai pulled her out of her safe house.
Pull him and test how deep the water is and how far they are from their dreams.
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Su Sui seems to be an escapist from reality at first glance, but perhaps she is the one who is really willing to face reality calmly.
But perhaps, she is just a young man who has not yet gone through life and has the courage to talk about life.
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(1) From Liu Yu's "Send You a Bullet", the excerpt I remember myself is "chasing my own nightmare", I saw it on the Internet as "chasing my own bad luck" or "chasing my own bad luck", and then I found the TXT version of "chasing my own bad luck", because I didn't buy a physical book and there was no way to proofread it for the time being.
(2) There is a saying that "a good writer makes you recognize your own prototype while seeing ignorance and pouring out the deepest compassion", but I have not found the original for the time being.
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The author has something to say:
Eh, I'm sorry for the rough writing of this chapter, but that's all for today. (The actual reason: the author who was forcibly dominated by the chase novel & driver's license swiping a school hour... ( _ _)ノ|
Finally, thank you for watching~