"Captain, tell me, can the drama "Stepfather" be a hit?"

"You want to ask yourself if you can become famous?"

"Hey, how can I do that?"

"Then let me ask you, are you ready for the red?"

"What do you mean?"

"Have you ever done anything bad? Find someone to fix it as soon as possible. Don't burn your butt by then and worry like a headless fly."

"What can I have to feel guilty about...?"

"Hey, it's okay if you don't tell me, but don't deceive yourself. Think about it carefully. I'm telling you from experience. If something goes wrong, don't blame the person earlier.

I didn’t remind you.”

This is the content of a chat between Xu Rong and Li Youbin when they met two days ago. After the filming of "Yangcheng Hidden Whistle" was completed, he first returned home. He had been away for more than half a year and had made many phone calls. The old man was always worried and worried about him.

Worried that he would be deceived by someone outside, he went home to take a look, bought some supplements, and left five thousand yuan with him when he left.

The old man had been frugal and worked hard for most of his life. All his little savings were spent on him, and it was time to enjoy a comfortable life.

Xu Rong didn't stay at home for long. The school was about to start, and there were other things to do. As soon as he got closer to San Yue, he made contacts when he came back and took the initiative to move around. If he didn't have time, he made an appointment to see him again when he was free.

Over the past two years, as he has met more and more people and experienced more and more things, he understands that if he wants to walk steadily, he must first take a wider path.

A person's power is limited, but a person's energy can be extended. If one's legs are more diligent and his mouth is sharper, it won't take much effort.

At first, he didn't take Li Youbin's words seriously, but when he returned to school and saw classmate Xiao Zhang, he suddenly remembered that something really happened.

Now that the semester has just begun, there are not many students in the self-study room. Xu Rong has headphones in his ears, holding a pen, comparing notes, and listening to the voice of the teacher's lecture that Xiao Zhang recorded for him.

Classmate Xiao Zhang was sitting next to her, like a kitten, lying half on the table, playing with her mobile phone. She didn't like studying very much, but because Teacher Xu insisted on coming, she had no choice but to follow.

Xu Rong has become accustomed to this situation.

Classmate Xiao Zhang didn't think there was anything wrong. Anyway, he just stayed in the dormitory when he had nothing to do.

Only Yuan Moushan and Jiao Mouyan in the back, their heads crowded together, quietly holding pieces of paper and pens, communicating secretly, their eyes occasionally glanced at Xu Rong and Xiao Zhang in front of them.

Xu Rong's mind was neither on the recording nor on the notebook. He was thinking about how to explain it to classmate Xiao Zhang.

In one week, he would rush to the crew. After much hesitation, he decided to explain things to classmate Xiao Zhang honestly. Otherwise, if things got really popular one day and his background was revealed, it would be even harder to explain.

Halfway through the self-study, Xu Rong made up his mind. Probably because of the habit he had formed recently, he did not get straight to the point. Instead, he brewed his emotions for a while and completed the foreplay.

He asked casually: "What do you do on vacation?"

"I haven't done anything."

"Didn't anyone ask you to watch a movie or something?"

"Teacher Xu, your question is so strange." Under the street light, classmate Xiao Zhang turned his head, raised his chin, frowned slightly, and looked at him in surprise: "Why do you want to watch a movie during the holiday?"

“Why do you need a date to watch a movie?”

"Can't I even watch a movie?"

Do you have any brains about clubbing?

Xu Rong and Xiao Zhang looked at each other with doubtful eyes for a long time, then suppressed their words.

Silent, Xu Rong's thoughts were turning slightly, he glanced at classmate Xiao Zhang, and slowly said the words he had been organizing for half the night, and said: "Xiao Zhang, let me tell you something."

"you say."

"..."

Xu Rong breathed out softly and said: "There was something before, and I lied to you."

"Huh?" Xiao Zhang stopped and looked at him curiously: "What's going on?"

"That's right. It turns out that I'm not a student of Peking University, and that student ID card is also fake."

Classmate Xiao Zhang's expression was very strange, the relaxation between his eyebrows slowly faded away, his eyes widened slightly, his brows gradually furrowed, and in the midst of the stunned disbelief, anger filled little by little.

"It was because I wanted to go to a training class, but I didn't have much money, so I applied for a fake certificate..."

"Teacher Xu, you disappoint me so much."

Classmate Xiao Zhang's face was red, and she suddenly interrupted him loudly. Her two little fists were clenched tightly at some point. There were more whites in her eyes than black, and she stared at him steadily. After a few seconds, she

Without saying a word, he turned around, picked up his feet wearing white shoes, and ran away, shaking the schoolbag on his back.

But after running a few steps, he stopped again, turned half of his body, but didn't look at him. He just stretched out his long and thin arms towards him, his voice was slightly hoarse, as cold as if he had ice cubes in his mouth.

: "Give me back my little goldfish."

Xu Rong has not yet recovered from this series of changes. When he was studying and thinking at night, he subconsciously had a premonition that the outcome would not be good, but he always comforted himself that it was not a big deal. Explain

Just be clear. Xiao Zhang has a carefree temperament, so I guess he doesn't care about this at all.

At this moment, he began to realize that the importance that classmate Xiao Zhang took to this matter seemed to exceed his previous optimistic estimate. He pursed his lips, laughed dryly, and said: "I was filming a while ago, so...

I didn’t wear it..."

"Then I don't want it."

While Xu Rong was hesitating whether to hold her, classmate Xiao Zhang had already retracted his hand, turned around and glared at him hatefully, and ran towards the dormitory.

Her eyes were very bright, even brighter than during the day under the street lights, like a pool of autumn water, shining with clear light.

Xu Rong looked at the running back of Xiao Zhang, and seemed to have raised his arms, as if wiping the sweat from his forehead. He also understood that although the weather was hot, he would not sweat after running for two steps, so he thought about whether to catch up, but

Just as he took half a step, he stopped again.

What should I say if I catch up?

Classmate Xiao Zhang believed that he had lied to her.

This is an indisputable fact.

Moreover, why did you think of pursuing it in the first place?

This is unreasonable.

In the evening, when he returned to the dormitory, Xu Rong was more determined not to lie in the future. He didn't have a deep idea of ​​whether it was good or bad for not chasing classmate Xiao Zhang.

Instead, I was thinking about how to coax her tomorrow.

But the next morning, after arriving in the classroom, he suddenly found that classmate Xiao Zhang was eating breakfast.

Usually when he is around, he usually brings breakfast.

Moreover, today, there is no empty seat next to classmate Xiao Zhang.

Classmate Xiao Zhang didn't give him a seat.

If he didn't take it, he didn't take it. He found a seat in front and sat down.

After class, he was about to go find classmate Xiao Zhang, but found that she was walking towards the dormitory with her roommate, completely ignoring him.

Normally, she would run over and say mischievously: "Teacher Xu, why don't we open a meat bar? I know a new store has opened at the door."

Although no one was paying attention, Xu Rong still scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Xiao Zhang seemed really angry.

It was only then that he slowly realized that classmate Xiao Zhang was a girl. Although she was a little silly, she was also fragile like most girls.

At the same time, she gradually came back to her memory. She had trusted herself so much in the past. Even if Yuan Shanshan told her that she was being kept by a rich woman, she never doubted it. Instead, she was stupid and stubborn and believed in herself unconditionally.

But now, this trust has collapsed.

How to rebuild trust? This is a profound and complicated problem. With Xu Rong's limited life experience, he really can't think of a practical solution.

To put it another way, how do you make a girl happy?

From this perspective, things seemed much simpler, but due to the extreme lack of experience, he didn't think of any good ideas for a while, but he had a general direction.

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. He decided to go to the library to have a look.

He remembered that when he was looking for a book earlier, he vaguely saw a book. The name was probably "Guide to Love-Teaching You How to Coax Your Girlfriend". He couldn't remember exactly where it was, but there must be this book.

Book.

Hard work paid off. After searching on the computer, in just ten minutes, Xu Rong found the love guide whose cover and corners were almost torn.

Feeling anxious and nervous, like a thief, he found a corner seat and secretly opened the title page.

"If you really like her, you will naturally know how to make her happy."

"Isn't this nonsense? If I knew how to make her happy, wouldn't I really like her?"

Xu Rong thought like this, the little stories in the book were as beautiful as fairy tales, and he grinned when he saw them.

He seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming, but he didn't seem to have forgotten it, and he was just escaping from something while anesthetizing himself.

When it was time to eat, he felt hungry. Full of guilt and shame because he had wasted nearly two hours, he quietly stuffed the book into a small corner of the bookshelf to prevent others from taking it away.

Then, he calmly left the library, went to the cafeteria, bought some food, found a seat as usual, and put his lunch box on it.

Then he went to the disinfection cabinet to get chopsticks, walked to the dining table, and sat down. The moment he raised the chopsticks, he was stunned when he looked at the two pairs of chopsticks in his hands.

The chopsticks have been sterilized and still have some warmth left. Among the four chopsticks, one is not too straight and is slightly curved.

Normally, Xiao Zhang would have quickly put this chopstick into his hand, and then pulled away another, straighter one.

Normally, classmate Xiao Zhang had already started to pull it into his mouth.

Normally, Xiao Zhang would secretly put the meat into his lunch box, then lower his head with a smile and continue to eat.

In usual times...

But today, classmate Xiao Zhang is not here.

Maybe tomorrow, classmate Xiao Zhang won’t be here either.

Maybe tomorrow, classmate Xiao Zhang will not be here yet.

He stared blankly at the chopsticks in his hands. Inexplicably, a poem he had read at some time came into his mind. At that time, he only knew the general meaning, but did not understand the feelings the poet wanted to express. But at this moment, he seemed to understand.

A little bit.
Chapter completed!