When you were in school, did you feel that many school flowers and class flowers were pursued by a group of people who were not worthy of them at all.

Why do many boys who don't look good have a beautiful girlfriend?

Slowly sort out your thoughts, during school days, as long as you are thick-skinned and dare to pursue, pursue a girl, and confess to your face, even if she rejects you, you may succeed in confessing a few times.

Why?

Environment.

The school is basically closed, and every day you enter the school, you come into contact with a class or a school.

If a group of people whisper in your ear every day that your suitor is coming, or say your suitor in your ear every day, it is simply a blind coaxing, and this kind of coaxing turns into gossip, and everyone says that you are a couple, and others also think that you are a couple.

And if you are in this environment for a long time, your thinking will be affected, you will feel that you are a couple, and in your deep consciousness, you will feel that you are a pair after countless reminders by others, so you will have a good impression of that suitor, you will care about her, and you will be attentive to her.

Four words can sum it all up, and people are terrible.

Whether it's a school, a work, or a gathering of friends, the voices of others often give people a psychological hint, especially when there are more people talking, you will feel that everyone may be right.

What if I don't have a girlfriend? Some people will choose several methods, go to vocational education, technical school, go to work in a factory, and find a company with a relatively large number of female students.

As long as you are willing to pay a little money to invite someone to have a meal, let someone help you match, or pursue each other and let others help coax, the success rate is very high.

No, Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin had just walked into the apartment building, and an oncoming old lady looked at Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin with a vegetable basket in her hand and said, "You just moved here?" I haven't seen you two before, I'm on the nineteenth floor, which floor are you, have you added our resident group? In the future, there will be something to help each other, when did you two move over? ’

"Auntie, this is my sister, I rented this place before, so I rarely come here, we are not a couple, you may have misunderstood." Zhao Mingyang explained again.

The little cousin nodded, silent.

The old lady laughed and said: "Look at my eyes, my old eyes are dizzy, I'm embarrassed, I see that you are talented and beautiful, you are too matched, I think you are a couple, I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Mingyang didn't speak, if Xu Tiantian saw it, he would be very confused, why is the old aunt who sells flowers here?

Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin swiped their cards to enter the elevator, the elevator door closed, the old lady quickly walked out of the building, looked at the little girl selling flowers and shouted: "Nini, are the flowers sold?" ’

"I sold it to my grandmother, that is, the brother who came to our store yesterday afternoon, I sold it to him, according to what you told me, grandma, you promised me, take me to eat good, I want to eat fried chicken." The little girl said.

"Let's go! Grandma took you there, today grandma made money, take Nini to eat fried chicken. The old lady laughed.

"Grandma, how much money are you starving?" The little girl asked.

"One thousand~ Don't tell anyone else, they are only three hundred and one people." The old lady looked at the four men and women with bags on their backs, which were all found by posting part-time jobs on the Internet, and they easily got three hundred, which is also worth it for them, are college students part-time, you can also work part-time in a group performance, depending on how you use it, some fifty-one can recruit college students to work part-time.

The elevator stopped on the 16th floor and opened the door, and Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin walked out.

came to room 1605, Zhao Hongyang entered the password to open the door, pushed the door in, and the little cousin was greeted by a row of long lights, glass cabinets on both sides of the wall, and various figures were placed in the cabinets.

Marvel's, DC's, Nintendo's game characters, Japanese manga classic anime characters, it's really too complete here.

"This is my secret base, as long as I have something new, I will put it here, it was placed in another place before, but I am afraid of being stolen, there are people guarding here, and the scenery is good, you come here, I will show you the awesome, I have a newly arrived Lu Fei figure here, oversized, it hasn't been unpacked yet, let's unpack and assemble it together today!

I spent all the money I earned on this, I worked part-time to buy this when I was in college, if my family knew that I would have to be beaten to death, my colleagues said that I was a plaything, and it was useless to buy these, but I know you must understand me. ”

The little cousin suddenly became interested and said, "I know you too well, you are my dream room." ”

Looking at the small room, there are all kinds of figures and some anime peripheral products, many of which are limited editions, and there are one-to-one vows for costumes and props.

"You have so many comic books?" The little cousin is heading towards a summer vacation, densely packed, there are thousands of comic books, many of which are comic books that have been read many times at first glance.

"Yes, I've loved reading comics since I was a child, and I had an idea with you before, and I wanted to grow up and make my own anime, but unfortunately I didn't insist, and I didn't have that perseverance, so I admire you a lot, and you can stick to your own persistence.

I'll show you this, I drew the manuscript myself, and you can give some comments. ”

Zhao Mingyang opened a plywood, which was full of painted manuscripts, which Hao Ren was painting and playing, and he also had a dream of being a cartoonist, but at a glance, he knew that he was not a talented player, and he didn't post it on the Internet, so he drew and played by himself, but what Zhao Mingyang wanted was this effect, it was too professional, and Zhao Mingyang couldn't answer.

"You really draw it yourself, but looking at your manuscript, it can only be regarded as an entry-level level, you should find a teacher to teach you." The little cousin said.

"Hey~ I'm too busy at work, and I don't have time, mainly because there are too many teachers now, and I don't know who the real teachers are, many of them are half-, how are you drawing? Why don't you be my teacher, rest assured, and give you tuition. Zhao Mingyang said.

"I can't! I'm still in the learning stage, why don't I introduce you to a teacher? The little cousin said.

"Don't deny yourself, you draw it for me, I'm so old, find a teacher, I'm afraid of being reprimanded, it's not very embarrassing, come! Sketchpads and brushes are given to you, you paint me, I have always wanted a portrait, today I don't know if there is an honor to get your sister your paintings. Zhao Mingyang said with a smile.

Zhang Zifeng was a little overwhelmed, and she couldn't refuse, so she looked at Zhao Mingyang with a pen and said, "Then you find a place to sit, and I'll draw it for you." ”

"Nope! You sit down first, I'll draw it for you, and then make a comparison, and you know how big the gap is between us, where I need to improve, can you give me some pointers. Zhao Mingyang said.

Zhang Zifeng said with a restrained face: "You draw it for me?" ”

"Yes, what's there, I haven't painted it yet, I'll give it to you the first time, see how amateurish I am, this is playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, you just sit here and don't move, I'll draw it for you." Zhao Mingyang couldn't help but say with a drawing board and a paintbrush, and started painting without giving his little cousin a chance to refuse.

His eyes stared at the little cousin, and the little cousin was a little heartbeat, this was a blatant look, the two looked at each other, enclosed the space, Zhao Mingyang got up and turned on the surround speaker, and there was music in the room, a very old English song [This can be waited].

The little cousin looked at Zhao Mingyang, this was the first time she looked at Zhao Mingyang seriously, he was so serious about painting, very focused.

The atmosphere in the room instantly became a little subtle, an ambiguity spread in the air, the little cousin was not deeply involved in the world, the sunlight outside the window, Zhao Mingyang's face, and the music played had all become the imprint of her adolescence.

Unbeknownst to her, she had fallen into a trap set by the hunters.