But at this moment, the idol in her heart has become this old man named Yu Xiaoshan - at that time, it was speculated that the age of this bastard should be around forty or fifty, because the writing is sophisticated and ruthless, with a sense of gangsterism and inexplicable feelings.

Meng Chuan'er ran to the computer in the library to search for his name, and there was a book called "Clouds Flying Yesterday Autumn", only these two copies, and she borrowed this one. She walked to the door of the library and sat down on the steps - she couldn't stand still, her legs looked like they were filled with lead.

I read it in one go and read it quickly.,There are only these two books in the search.,After reading it, I feel out of love.,Talked about a vigorous love with two books.,Turn the last page.,Lost love.。

The midsummer heat hits people, and the door of the library is full of people, and no one has ever noticed this girl sitting on the steps reading a book, the time of the two books is like a light year, from dawn to dusk at unknown times.

In her stunned moments, it was already dark, and the light at the door of the library shone on her, pulling out a long shadow, and there was a pile of cigarette butts on the ground that she didn't know when she smoked.

At this moment, I especially want to have a big drink with the man named Yu Xiaoshan, the kind who doesn't get drunk and doesn't return, after drinking, you can go crazy, you can drop things, you can shout, you can stand and pee, and then talk about the years they have passed, whether it is his or hers, they feel so similar, and there are so many things in common that can be blended and talked about.

Those past sorrows are incomprehensible to her, but they are easily disassembled and assembled by this man, because this man is not dismantling her, but himself, and this self is what makes people really feel terrible.

Maybe she didn't expect that her years were prosperous like a dream, but she strayed into the spring garden and caused dust, and eventually everything would grow old and fall into the dust, maybe this is fate.

Meng Chuan'er trotted all the way back to her home, turned on the computer as soon as she opened the door, and entered the words "Yu Xiaoshan" in Baidu, the first impressive Yu Xiaoshan Sina blog on Baidu, she quickly clicked on it, there was a photo on the blog avatar, that should be Yu Xiaoshan's person, Meng Chuan'er looked at the photo of the person in front of him and was stunned, lit a cigarette and looked at it stupidly.

I don't know how long later, she clicked on the private message of the blog and wrote, "Hello, Yu Xiaoshan, my name is Meng Kuan'er, I am an investigative reporter, I have written a lot of tasteless words in the past, and I have appreciated a lot of works of our small family. You're so, you've written your life story in such a crude way, like a record, like telling everyone that this is my life, good and bad, it's true. And what you have experienced, I seem to be familiar with it, there are many lives and understandings that I have also experienced, and the most terrifying event is to look at the appearance of your photo, which can completely coincide with the picture I imagined when I read the book, I can't understand and sort out my mood and state at this time, I don't want your response, I just want to tell you that this is what you gave me. ”

After writing this paragraph, I hesitated for a long time, but finally didn't send it, but pressed the enter key to delete everything, and then turned off the computer. What if he sends it? His private mailbox must be full of similar or non-similar messages every day, maybe he won't be able to read it, maybe he will contact it one day, and he will write a book himself, maybe.

Meng Chuan'er's more than 20 years are not calm, otherwise how dare she compare with other people's lives, she graduated from the Department of Journalism of XX University of Communication and Communication, is it a famous school?985 or 211 I don't know, anyway, every teacher is very proud when they give lectures, and they have taught more celebrities and stars than we can read.

But she didn't get into the college entrance examination with thousands of troops crowding the single-plank bridge, she didn't fall to her death when she walked the tightrope and then came in - she had been in the society for several years before that.

Since she was a child, she has not been a good stubble, there is nothing she dare not do, smoking, drinking and fighting in school are commonplace, and in high school, she is often accompanied by a group of younger brothers, she wants to see who is not pleasing to the eye and frowns, and the person who can't do it will fall before she can do it. It's all thanks to her gang of hairy people.

Later, when she got older, a group of young people also matured a little, and began to go to real life, she took a broken junior college, and began to flutter on the road to pursue her dreams before she graduated...... In those years, she had too many dark days, and every day it was time to go to bed when the sun rose, and she had to get up when the sun went down.

You have to talk carefully about her experience over the years, unless you don't believe it, if you believe it, it is enough to make women cry and men embarrassed, which is really awesome. Later, she finally realized that she was a girl, and she had to bow her head to life and reality, even if she lived a life of three or four thousand small white-collar workers a month, as long as she could see a little sunshine every day.

I made up my mind and started looking for a job, but the work unit he went to was the same as his ancestors, and when he heard the college diploma, he shook his head, and his eyes rolled like a dead fish's stomach, and the most disdainful academic qualifications in the past have become the biggest threshold today.

Therefore, I am ashamed to be a senior, and I advise all students to do what they should do, don't be like this comrade, when they should study, smoke, drink, burn, skip class and fight, and when it's time to find a serious student, it's wasted. There's a good, God is fair to everyone, and when everyone is awesome, there must also be a time for S B.

Meng Chuan'er will never forget the expression of the old lady when she told her mother that she was going to take the media university entrance examination, frowned, and sighed longer than her smoking and spitting out ten smoke rings: "Don't toss, even if it's in our house, don't do anything, your mother can raise you." ”

She didn't squeak, and then she didn't go out for eight months, tossing her head at home, and her mother finally believed it a week later, and sent back three meals a day, and didn't talk to her every day anyway, just looked at her and looked forward to it. Finally stepping on the last year of the regular sequel - only the Department of Journalism.

More than 3,000 people selected the top 30, including 10 places selected by major TV stations and newspapers, the total score is not good, English is set up separately, and the full-time undergraduate who can be found in the last year of the academic information network can be found in the non-self-examination and non-completion examination, went up.

After the score line came out, Meng Chuan'er called the admissions teacher in Guangyuan every day and tortured her with a special standard broadcast tone: "Hello teacher, may I ask if my score is enough?"

The teacher was so annoyed in the end: "Meng Chuan'er, right? I'm annoyed, I'll tell you the truth, I'm in third place, no need to ask, no one will squeeze you down, pack up and prepare for school in September." ”

"Okay, thank you, teacher. ”

The old lady was nervous next to her: "What's the matter?"

She threw an understatement: "No result." ”

It wasn't until Dahong's admission letter, registration card, and luggage dispatch card were mailed to her home that she told her parents, "It's over." ”

After listening to the sea and sky for a day, I feel that being admitted to this thing is more awesome than passing the doctoral dissertation, at least after taking a lot of detours, I still have the ability to tear down the threshold that hinders her by myself.

Meng Chuan'er, a classmate in the class, didn't recognize it all, and now she doesn't recognize it all, because this deflated calf doesn't go to class at all. After reading through the textbook, she went to CCTV to serve tea and water to cut the film, and then mixed the editing and directing to shoot the documentary, or soaked in the school library and soaked all day.

is such a person, not only does she not like to be left behind by others, but she runs ahead of others every step of the way, and then when everyone is busy handing over resumes and interviews to plan for her graduation, she finds the editor-in-chief of the Southern Department of Time Weekly - she goes directly to the door and says a word to the editor-in-chief: "Give me a month, I will give you free work, and after a month, you will accept it, if it doesn't work, I will leave." ”

The editor-in-chief was drinking tea at the time, and his tongue was burned after hearing this sentence, so he quickly put the teacup on the table and hissed a few times: "Okay, I haven't seen a fresh graduate like you for so many years, right? I'll give you the opportunity, take it yourself." ”

Then Meng Kuan'er began to face a completely unfamiliar territory. You must know that she used to watch the news, and paid attention to some whose dog went up the tree, whose thief stole something, the owner came back to hide outside the window, did not stand firm and fell to death, whose daughter-in-law introduced the concubine to her husband, and the result was that the wife and concubine were gay.

For what A-shares, B-shares, red-chip blue-chips, and banking and insurance funds are all skipped, and Time Weekly is a cutting-edge media that is advancing by leaps and bounds in this field, and many years later, it is known as the "Whampoa Military Academy" in the press industry because it has cultivated many well-known reporters in the industry.

After entering, her first manuscript was to write about the beginning and end of Ping An Bank's acquisition of Shenzhen Development Bank, and these two banks didn't have to count anything, and they were even more confused about how to get it.

But this emotion passed in less than a day, and she didn't have time to be angry at her incompetence for too long, and the next day she began to look through all the important financial reports and topics in the past, as well as the background information of the two banks, and then rushed into the two banks to do interviews.

Dead skin, soft and hard, coercion and coercion to get everything she wanted, the final result was to stay in the newspaper with a surprisingly good degree, and officially became a professional investigative reporter in the financial field.