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Chapter 371 Talking at Night with a Knife
"Besides, no one can just do the right thing."

Gong Shuji raised his eyes and looked at me:

"Did someone tell you that?"

"Call you stupid, call you useless, call you irrational?"

I didn't answer, I just sat on the edge of the end of the bathtub. When I spoke again, I had already changed the topic:
"I remember when we separated before, you said you would continue your studies and not go back?"

Gongshuji shook his head:

"No, too much has happened this year. The school I am enrolled in is only reserved for one year. One year is up, but I have no intention of going to school anymore."

Same with me.

I dropped out of school and returned to Wanyao. I thought I would be able to return to school soon, study hard, work hard, and lead a good life with my second uncle.
More than a year has passed, and the path we are on now is completely different from the original goal. Even if the gods come, it will be difficult to catch up.

"You must be a popular figure in school, right?"

"You must be the school beauty at school, right?"

The culture speaking in unison is really a strange tacit understanding.

Gong Shuji smiled helplessly and answered first:

"There is no such thing."

"Life in college was in dire straits. A girl in my class confessed her love to me and asked my roommate to hand over a love letter."

"I don't know what my roommate thought. He fell in love with the other person in my name. He deceived the other person into taking photos in his private room and then deleted them and spread them widely."

"The girl called the police and took me away during the investigation. Although the final result was made public, because the girl's photo had been circulated, and there were well-intentioned people who did not know the reason for inciting public opinion, my information was exposed."

"In short, rumors about me being a scumbag have been rampant day by day. The label of scumbag has followed me for four years. It wasn't until I took the postgraduate entrance examination and left that school that things got a little better. Wait, are you laughing?"

Gong Shuji's question was a little sudden. I ran my fingers over my face several times, and then I was sure that I had indeed curled up the corners of my lips:
"Feel sorry."

It’s really a long-lost feeling of chatting.

It's like a conversation between peers complaining about their misfortune, or a conversation between close friends.

Especially when the other party and I are both inheritors of a certain skill, and with this identity, our helplessness about certain things is particularly funny.

It's not like Yu Jiajia, who described her miserable past to me, made me sympathize with her and was forced to agree with her "getting paid to be a mistress" kind of extremely tangled chat.

Just, small talk.

But this kind of small talk has not happened for a long time.

Gong Shuji tilted his head slightly:
"It doesn't matter. After all, I think it's quite funny myself."

"Want to hear more about what happened after that incident?"

"It's actually quite funny."

"With such rumors, I will naturally stay away from girls as much as possible and only get along with boys as much as possible."

"I didn't expect that this wouldn't work. Rumors started to spread that my sexual orientation is actually not normal."

“Once, I was playing with some friends on the basketball court, and a junior who was playing on the bench came over to me and said:

'Senior, stop playing ball and play something you are good at, such as my feelings. '"

I covered my face with my hands because I couldn't help it.

The color on Gong Shuji's lips was slowly fading away, but his eyes were also full of smiles:

"I think about how I coped -

I usually don't curse people, but that day I really couldn't hold it back and started scolding the other person:
'What the hell? What are you talking about? The junior classmate himself was a little aggrieved. He said that the rumors outside said that I used my face to deceive girls when I first entered school. Gorgeous man. "

Gong Shuji shook his head for a while and said in a storyteller's tone:

"As we all know, the genes engraved in the bones of flower-growing families are not only used in farming, but also encourage people to behave well."

"The junior student originally grew up in a foreign country and didn't care much about sexual orientation. After hearing the rumors and seeing me on the basketball court several times, he secretly made up his mind -

You must make me feel at ease! "

"So...are you satisfied?"

I pressed the question intensively, and Gong Shuji stared at me with a strange expression:
"It's always been kept."

"I didn't have any emotional experience."

"As for the junior student, of course he declined. The funny point of this little story is that after I rejected him, my reputation became even worse."

I nodded with some regret:
"Okay, I thought"

I thought I could hear some restricted level stuff.

Gong Shuji seemed to see my inner slander at a glance:
"There is nothing to look forward to."

"I've finished talking about my two embarrassing campus stories, now it's your turn."

I scratched my head, picking and choosing in my barren life, and simply told the story about the man behind the table who played slot machines in my past.

As for the second item.
I really can’t remember anything about campus.

I said:

"My student days were not as eventful as yours. My second uncle supported two people by making paper. He has a rather careless personality and does not know how to keep accounts. He often forgets to collect money and only does good things."

“Sometimes, there will be rebates or money being defrauded.”

When I meet an old woman begging on the roadside, or a student who is poor at writing and complains that he can't afford food, he will lend a helping hand.

There are countless such things and I won’t go into details.

My mind wandered and I continued:
"Because of this, we often have some financial constraints. I don't like moving around or socializing. My only hobby is writing essays, because we have a famous prose poet there who has a special incentive bonus."

"I have been studying hard. I can't say that it has been a smooth journey, but it can be regarded as one step at a time."

"Those around me who are not as fast as me should look up to me instead of looking at me with a certain eye and looking down on me."

"So, I haven't experienced what you're talking about."

To be more precise, it is something that has not developed to that extent.

Wanyao is close to Sishui, a famous river in the Central Plains.

It is said that the beauty who "killed three husbands, one king and one son, and destroyed a country and two ministers" came from the Surabaya River. The beauties here have been famous since ancient times.

The girls here are actually quite beautiful, but they are particularly pitiful.

If you go to school all the time, you will drop out and get married.

Some girls are ignorant, and if boys of the same age find out that they can take advantage of them, they will fall into the next abyss and spend their lives in a muddle.

And I am the one with the toughest attitude among a group of ordinary girls.

I knew very early that I would get out of the mountain village, very early on.

But I didn’t know that after working hard for so many years, my ultimate dream was to go back.

Instead of taking notes today, let’s have a little Q&A time. Does anyone know who that beauty is?
Let me see if there is any smart baby hehe (*^▽^*)