Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 70

"Some people say that this book is very similar to Balzac's "Disillusionment", what do you think?" Zhu Yan smiled.

"There are some similarities, and they all describe the story of how the fantasy-style "Jinxiu Future" built by young people was destroyed." He Shiling thoughtfully, "This book focuses more on reflecting the social environment on people. Aware of the importance of behavioral influence, if Estella grows up in a different environment, she will be a kind and beautiful woman with a happy life, and she will not become a victim of her adoptive mother's revenge plan."

"You read a lot of books." Zhu Yan smiled and found that the girl in front of her looked very objectively and rationally, and had her own thinking. The most important thing was that she was very comprehensible. Can understand.

She found that she underestimated the little girl in front of her.

If it was true as the little girl said, she was just an extremely ordinary student of Yunling, then she hoped that she might meet a few more "ordinary" students.

"Not much, just right, you're right, I've only read it." He Shiling also laughed. Indeed, this winter vacation, I only read these two books.

Zhu Yan looked at the girl who smiled and An Ran in front of her, and saw the shadow of another person in her, that self-confidence and determination!Like it!
"I found that I began to like you. What should I do?"

Zhu Yan blurted out, the little girl in front of her successfully attracted her curiosity about Yun Ling.

“Me too. What should I do?”

He Shiling was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied, "This sister is really good at chatting.

The two looked at each other and laughed again.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yan laughed when she saw He Shiling's scrutinizing eyes.

"I'm a little curious about your occupation." He Shiling, "Is it our gardener?"

He Shiling asked, in this person, she found a familiar feeling, and after thinking about it, she found that it was a bit like the language teacher Ding.

"Oh, how do you see it?"

"Yaoluo knows Song Yu's sadness, and his elegance is also my teacher."

"Oh?" Zhu Yan's eyes lit up, this is Du Fu's verse, "Do you know the origin of the romantic and elegant and also my teacher?"

"I know a little bit, and I borrowed a sentence from Yu Xin's "Withered Tree Fu": Yin Zhongwen is romantic and elegant, well-known at home." He Shiling paused for a while, "As for Yiwu Shi, I used Wang Yi's statement: Song Yuzhe He was also a disciple of Qu Yuan. Min Xi was expelled because of his loyalty to his teacher, so he pretended to write "Nine Debates" to express his aspirations."

"Very good, I found a little talented girl." Zhu Yan said with a smile, this little girl who is beautiful and intelligent, has indeed read a lot.

"There is indeed a talented girl in our class, but it's not me." He Shiling smiled, wondering if Xin Yu and Xiao Fei had already arrived at school.

"Oh?" Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows involuntarily.

"She has a beautiful temperament and a talent beyond immortality," He Shiling smiled. "More importantly, she is willing to help others."

"Oh. Very good, little talented girl!" Zhu Yan smiled, this is Cao Xueqin's evaluation of Miaoyu, this little girl is really handy with poems. "I hope to have in-depth exchanges with you."

"I feel the same way. It's a pleasure to chat with my sister." He Shiling smiled, "Sister, is that the teacher?"

"Yes." Zhu Yan nodded, "You are right."

Yes, this little girl is right, she is an English teacher, an English teacher at Jingyun No. [-] Middle School. This semester, she was seconded to Yunling Middle School. What she did not expect was that the first student Yunling Middle School met was unexpectedly. It was so interesting that it successfully attracted her curiosity about the outstanding students of Yunling Middle School.

"The vehicle is about to enter the station, please pack your things and get off the bus."

The conductor's voice came from the middle of the carriage.

He Shiling looked out the window and found that time passed by so fast, it was time to change trains.

"I am Zhu Yan, the color of vermilion." The man smiled, "May I know your name?"

"Zhu Yan is half-drunk, and her smile is faintly fragrant. There is a beautiful person, and she is elegant and graceful." He Shiling smiled and found that chatting with her was a very pleasant thing.After chatting for so long, they even forgot to ask each other's names.

"Oh! I thought you would say that the carved railings should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it." Zhu Yan smiled, liking this little girl who could chat more and more.

"I prefer the sentence in Wang Guowei's "Butterfly Love Flower: Reading the End of the World, Parting Bitterness"." He Shiling laughed and stopped, without saying the following, looking at Zhu Yan, which sentence she should know.

"The most important thing is that I can't keep it in the world, Zhu Yan said the mirror and the flowers and the tree." Zhu Yan smiled, "I also like this sentence, can I know your name?"

"He Shiling, people can be He, the poetry of poetry, the Linghua of Linghua."

"People are like their names, good names. By the way, I remember a poem, when you have to reward the river head, pick a raspberry flower and go boating. It has your name in it." Zhu Yan smiled, He Shiling?

She is He Shiling, isn't that Kai Ling's precious student?
Zhu Yan remembered Li Zhelai, her student in Jingyun No. [-] Middle School. The two of them could be said to be rivals. In the upcoming biennial composition competition in Jingyun City in April this year, I don't know who will win. , she even looked forward to it.

"The train has arrived. Please pack your things and get off the train." The conductor's voice rang again.

"Yes." He Shiling looked up at the car, there was no one in the car, and glanced at Zhu Yan, "We are going to get off."

"Let's go." Zhu Yan smiled, stood up, put the book in the bag, carried a suitcase in her left hand, picked up a black woolen coat and draped it over her body, and waved her right hand at He Shiling, "I hope If there is a chance, I can see you again, Xiao Shiling."

"Goodbye, Sister Zhu Yan." He Shiling waved at her, closed the car window, stood up, tidied up her clothes, carried her backpack, picked up the bag at her feet, got up, and walked towards the back door of the carriage.

The moment I got out of the car, I suddenly remembered and forgot to ask her where did she teach?

Looking around, I found that Sister Zhu Yan had stepped out of sight and merged into the crowded crowd.

He Shiling lowered her head and smiled, and sure enough, she answered that sentence: The most difficult thing to keep in the world is.Well, we had no choice but to know the memory of the sea, and the ends of the world were close to each other.

(End of this chapter)