After I joined that newspaper, I worked hard, was motivated, and was sunny and enthusiastic. Looking back now, the reason why I have such a lovely and good young man is that I am fascinated by the laurels of the uncrowned king of the journalist, and second, the love with the beautiful teacher ignites my youthful passion. At that time, I was really an innocent young man. Besides, it was my first love. I feel that the whole world is beautiful, and there is inexhaustible strength in my body, and there is endless love in my heart. I am undoubtedly happy and happy with my career and love, and this sense of happiness and happiness makes my bitter and ignorant youth unstoppable.

Later, the beautiful teacher left.

She took away my love and drained my passion.

In the days of falling out of love, there was a sadness in my heart that I had nowhere to tell.

Zou Jian dragged me to drink, but I didn't go.

Zou Jian pulled me to sing, but I didn't go.

Zou Jian pulled me to go to the bubble sister, but I won't go.

"You don't drink fine wine, you don't sing love songs, you don't soak beautiful girls - hey, do you love teachers or not?" Zou Jian asked me.

"Of course I love." I told him for sure.

Zou Jian squinted his eyes, squinted at me, looked confused, and said, "Why don't you sink if you fall out of love?" Why don't you fall in love when you're out of love? ”

I don't understand what he means.

"You're not playing according to a routine!" He said.

I looked at him quizzically.

"You should be like the kind in the movie after falling out of love, you can't be in pain, degenerate, drunk, drunk, and dream!" He laughed.

I stared at his gloating face, wiped my eyes, and laughed at him twice.

Brother Zou Jian's ridicule and persuasion, as well as my own countless contempt and persuasion for myself, made me quickly wake up and get out of the sea of suffering. I understood that the teacher's world did not belong to me in the first place, that my grief was meaningless, and that I was not even qualified to grieve. Because, I'm not even in love, the teacher has never been in love with me at all, I'm just self-inflicted wishful thinking. I remember and thank my teacher for warning me, and I finally didn't lose myself in the wrong love. I told myself: I have to be strong, I have to hold on, I have to turn my grief into strength, live well, work hard.

During the day, I interviewed non-stop and dug out my mind to investigate; In the twilight, I was the only one in the office who was at the desk to catch up on the manuscript; It was not until late at night, exhausted and exhausted, that he returned to his lodgings in a daze and fell asleep. busy, let me forget that poignant love; Tiredness, I forgot the woman I missed. As I once recited a famous saying: When I am old, I can say without regret that I have dedicated my precious youth to work......

A series of large drafts, special articles, and in-depth drafts were born under my pen.

My diligence and dedication have won the praise of the newspaper and the appreciation of the leadership. At the end of the year, the head of the department told me to go to the president's office and said that the president would talk to me personally.

The president is talking to me? This flattered me a bit.

I suppressed my excitement and walked into the president's office.

"Hello President!" I shouted.

The president looked kind and asked, "Are you just talking?" ”

I nodded respectfully. I was saddened to find that I had a kind of servility since I didn't know when: when I saw a leader or something, I was very humble, and I was soft-boned.

Just like the routine of all leaders talking to their subordinates, the president began to shush and ask some nonsense: Which school did you graduate from? Is the work going well? What books to read? What do you do in your spare time? Do you miss home, do you miss your parents? ……

After I answered them one by one, the conversation went into substance.

"Chatting, as a young journalist, whether it is your professional skills or work spirit, everyone has responded well." The president's voice suddenly became a little low, and his smile changed to seriousness, "However, you must pay attention to your lifestyle, the island city is very complicated, you can't get contaminated with those messy things......"

I thought to myself, did the president know about my affair with the beautiful teacher? "Talk, you're still young—" The president's face changed from serious to stern, and he continued, "You still have a long way to go, so you must not wrestle!" ”

By this time, my mind was completely confused, and I realized that the newspaper had known my secret from my teacher, but I still tried to keep it as quiet as possible.

"Do you know why I'm talking to you?" The president's gaze changed from stern to cold. His voice was even deeper, so low that he could barely hear it.

I was terrified, but I still wanted to resist, so I muttered, "No...... Know. ”

A few seconds later, the president's face suddenly recovered from the cold winter wax moon to the spring March, "The newspaper has decided to train a group of young backbone reporters, your department recommended you, and I invited you here to get to know you a little bit." I hope you will work harder and be more motivated......" The president's voice was full of infinite warmth and boundless kindness, just like a loving father teaching me earnestly.

I let out a long sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in my heart fell to the ground. Of course, I showed gratitude, and even stammered a little, and I said, "Please...... Please rest assured that I will definitely ...... Will work harder! ”

The president nodded with a smile and said hello three times in a row.

"Today is a basic understanding of you," the president said, standing up, shaking my hand, and continuing, "In the future, if you encounter any difficulties in your work and life, you will come to me directly." ”

The president sent me out of his office. When I went out, the president patted me on the shoulder and told me meaningfully again: "Work hard, be strict with yourself, your future is bright!" ”

At that moment, I was so moved that I almost fell to my knees.

Later, I realized that the president did not come to talk to me at all for the purpose of cultivating any young backbone, he was looking for me for the lifelong event of his precious only daughter, which was regarded as an interview and review for me, and he purely treated his private affairs as official affairs. In this way, it was the first time I had come face to face with my father-in-law.

The president's only daughter is called a saucer.

She is the same age as me, and although her name is Butterfly, she does not look like a butterfly at all, and belongs to the typical category of serious overnutrition and serious overnutrition. However, the disc has a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, which are crystal clear and black and shiny. After graduating from university, he worked in the finance department of a newspaper. I met her at the May Fourth Youth Day party held by the newspaper last month, and the secretary of the Youth League chose the song "Please Follow Me" and asked me to sing it by name, and I said it was a duet! Butterfly came over generously, looked at me with a pair of talking eyes, and said, "I'll sing with you, okay?" ”

I'm walking at the same pace

It's to coincide with your arrival

In the moment of panic and hesitation

Please follow me

……

The two of us cooperated tacitly with each other, and the sound was perfect, which won applause from the audience.

Since then, I've often noticed a pair of eyes following me behind me. Of course I know, those eyes are butterfly's. But, to be honest, I couldn't find a feeling of love in her. I admit that it was the beautiful and graceful shadow of the teacher that defeated her. Many people in the club knew that she liked me, but I pretended to be stupid and kept away from her. Until one day, Butterfly came to me out of the blue, and she stood in the hallway of our office and waved to me through the window. I pretended not to see it and buried my head in writing. Unexpectedly, she shouted to our director: "Director, help me talk!" ”

Our director hurriedly ran to my desk and shouted at me in a low voice: "Talk, don't pretend, get out quickly!" ”

I got up and walked out.

In the hallway, she pulled out a package from her bag and handed it to me. What I asked? She said a shirt.

I find it inexplicable.

She said, "For you." ”

I was at a loss.

She said with some distress: "Look at that shirt on your body, how many days have you been wearing it?" You don't even know how to take care of yourself. ”

At that moment, my nose was a little sour - after the teacher left, I actually had a sad and fragile heart wrapped under my strong exterior. The world of my youth was always cloudy, and I tried to get out but couldn't find a way out. I worked like crazy day and night, just to forget the wordless sadness.

Butterfly stuffed my clothes into me, "Do you have time tomorrow?" Saucer asked me softly.

I silently took it and rolled it up with the newspaper.

I thought about it, tomorrow is Friday, and I don't have an interview assignment. I said, "I guess." ”

"My dad told you to come to my house after work tomorrow, he has something to look for you." Saucer whispered in my ear.

I saw a flush fly across her face as she said this.

My face was so red too. The song I once sang with the disc rang in my ears:

I'm walking at the same pace

It is to coincide with your arrival

In the moment of panic and hesitation

Please follow me

……

I was waiting for her?

I want to cry. Once again, I felt that something was about to happen to me in my youth.