Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

"What did you write?"

"I don't know, you can see for yourself."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan unfolded the note and found that it read: Seeing how charming this young lady is on stage, have you ever thought about taking her home and squeezing her under you at night?

He laughed at it. This was Xiao Shiyi. Just by looking at the way he spoke without looking at the handwriting, he could tell that this was written by Xiao Shiyi. There was no way it could be faked.

Seeing him smiling so happily, Dong Ziyu looked at him with surprise, "What did you write?

One sentence made you become a new person when you were calm and composed just now? "

Zhang Xuan put the note in front of her without saying anything, his eyes drifting to Xiao Eleven.

To be honest, if there were no Wenhui in CUHK, this year's Junior Eleven would be the king. Their appearance, figure and versatility are enough to crush most girls.

It’s just that life is like this. Encounters and coincidences always make you choose the same thing. How can you be brilliant when you are good at it?

Dong Ziyu was stunned for two seconds after reading the note, and then he felt a little complicated.

She envied Su Jinyu very much. Dare to love and hate, not limited by worldly views, and be able to completely open the love in your heart to the person you like.

And she couldn't do that.

Dong Ziyu was afraid that Zhang Xuan would avoid him if he showed any love, and worried that he would lose the opportunity to sit next to him and talk to him.

Of course, after having said that he was looking for a civil servant partner for four years, Dong Ziyu was afraid that Zhang Xuan would look down on him after learning his true inner thoughts.

She has analyzed herself and found that her appearance and temperament are not bad. She has been sought after since she was a child. She deserves to be chosen one from a thousand, but she is not as good as Mi Jian or Wen Hui.

I don't have Du Shuangling's childhood sweetheart and 10-year relationship, and I don't have Xiao Shiyi's talent and courage.

Or, in Dong Ziyu's view, she is not even as good as Wu Yao. At least this school girl pursued Zhang Xuan with real swords and guns. Although I failed, I have no regrets.

His gaze quietly lingered on the side of his face for a moment, and Dong Ziyu then looked at Xiao Eleven who was rehearsing in front of him.

At this moment, a school girl who thought she was in good condition noticed him in the corner, walked around from the side and walked to Zhang Xuan and said:

"Senior, can you take a photo with me?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the other party very quickly and did not refuse.

The school girl handed the camera to Dong Ziyu: "Senior sister, please take a picture for us."

Dong Ziyu took the camera and took pictures of the two of them.

After the group photo was taken, the junior girl struggled for two seconds and then asked: "Senior, can I write you a letter? I will develop the photo and send it to you then."

Zhang Xuan blinked and said with a smile: "Yes, but the letter may not reach me."

The school girl left with a blushing face.

Dong Ziyu paused briefly on the back of the leaving schoolgirl, "I know this person."

Zhang Xuan was surprised: "Do you know him?"

Dong Ziyu said: "Her surname is Zhao. Her family is very famous in Yuexiu District. It is less than 100 meters away from my uncle's house. I have met her before when I went to visit my uncle's house for New Year's greetings."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Is the family rich or powerful?"

Dong Ziyu said: "We have all of them, but we have to add a momentum."

Zhang Xuan sighed: "Does it mean that everyone picked up by CUHK has a background?"

Dong Ziyu smiled and shook his head: "That's not an exaggeration. But we locals in Guangdong Province have always had a very stubborn point of view, so don't laugh when we say it.

In the eyes of many people, except for Tsinghua University and Peking University, all other schools in China are inferior to CUHK.

Therefore, people with some energy in this province like to send their children here, which causes many people with good family backgrounds to gather together. "

Zhang Xuan nodded, this statement is true.

In his previous life, he met many local people, and they asked where did you graduate?

If you say you graduated from another prestigious university, they will give you a thumbs up in person and won’t take you too seriously behind the scenes; if you say you graduated from Tsinghua University and Peking University, they will think you are a top student; but if they say you are If you have graduated from CUHK, they will think you are awesome and will be very friendly and kind to you.

This phenomenon has puzzled him for many years and has never been understood.

Zhang Xuan smacked his lips and said in a small voice: "No wonder girls come to harass me all the time. It turns out they are all from well-off families."

Dong Ziyu joked: "If I don't have any capital, I won't dare to approach you even if I like you, let alone confess to you."

I don’t know if it was God’s arrangement. As soon as he finished speaking, a girl came over and asked him to sign:

"Senior, please sign your name for me."

Zhang Xuan still didn't refuse, took the pen and wrote his name.

However, the actions of two school girls in succession suddenly made many people in the small auditorium notice the situation here. Zhang Xuan stood up helplessly:

"We can't stay here anymore, let's go and take a walk outside with me."

Dong Ziyu waved to Su Jinyu in front, and then followed him out the door.

After walking along the tree-lined path for a while, Dong Ziyu suddenly said: "I have always wanted to ask you a question, but I was afraid that it would be awkward."

Zhang Xuan asked: "What's the problem?"

Dong Ziyu said: "You are so rich and famous now, do you doubt that every woman who comes close to you comes with a purpose?"

Zhang Xuan smiled, not knowing how to answer this?

No matter what he thinks, or he doesn't think about it consciously, subconsciously: college is a watershed.

Before college, he had nothing, and the women who approached him were all pure, and they all came because they liked him.

For example, Shuangling, Mi Jian, Lilith, Seagate, and even Xiao Shaowan.

After going to college, simple things gradually become complicated. Sometimes it is difficult to identify the women who are close to me at this time with the initial vision.

It's like he has self-awareness: If he had pursued Wenhui alone in his previous life, he probably would have ended up no better than Li Zhizhang.

Because Wen Hui is a cold woman, she basically disdains, or instinctively resists, men's pursuits. Even in this life, without long-term contact, it would be difficult for him to get to where he is now with her.

Dong Ziyu looked forward: "Seriously, you are still picky with such a good condition as Xiao Shiyi. I am very curious about what kind of woman do you want to marry in the future?

Mi Jian like that? Or is it like Wen Hui? "

Zhang Xuan tilted his head and looked at her: "Why don't you include double actors in your options?"

Dong Ziyu raised his head and said, "I deliberately didn't mention Shuang Ling. Her position has blocked many people's hopes.

But I can feel that Wenhui's position in your heart is increasing day by day.

Are all men like this? What is not available is the best? "

Zhang Xuan pondered for a while and replied: "You are right to say that. This is a common problem in human nature."

After a pause, he then added: "But my situation may be different."

Dong Ziyu asked: "Is it different?"

"Um."

Zhang Xuan responded and said: "My situation is a bit special and I can't explain it to you clearly.

How should I put it? You should look at me in a dialectical way.

I also make the same mistakes that men make. I really can’t resist a beautiful lady that I’m attracted to. But my temperament cannot match that of Chen Shimei, and fine wine can only get better and better as time goes by. "

Dong Ziyu teased: "You can't be Chen Shimei, you want to be an ancient emperor."

Zhang Xuan kept silent: "I was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag. I have been taught since I was a child that I am not allowed to become a spirit."

Dong Ziyu couldn't help laughing.

The two walked to the edge of the playground and came to the place where Dong Ziyu liked to sit quietly.

As soon as he stood still, Dong Ziyu looked in the direction of the playground and said, "Shuangling and Auntie are over there."

Zhang Xuan looked over and saw a group of five people including Shuang Ling and Comrade Ruan Xiuqin, walking around the playground.

His eyes swept over the five people one by one, and he frowned, but he didn't see Wen Hui?

Thinking of Wen Hui's unusual appearance at dinner, he suddenly felt an impulse in his heart and immediately said to Dong Ziyu:

"I suddenly remembered something, so I'll take the first step."

Looking away from the five people in the distance, Dong Ziyu subconsciously asked: "Go to the classroom to find Wen Hui?"

Zhang Xuan: "."

Seeing his constipated look, Dong Ziyu smiled and said, "Go ahead, I'll cover you."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Dong Ziyu urged: "I'm leaving in two days. I wonder if there will be a fate after this separation? Don't waste your time here."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

"Go ahead, I'll go find the two actors and have a chat."

Watching the silhouette gradually disappear, Dong Ziyu couldn't help but imagine the scene when he and Wen Hui met.

Then she felt sad: I will leave in two days. I wonder if there will be a fate after this farewell?

After leaving the playground, Zhang Xuan went straight to the teaching building of the School of Management.

Because her intuition told her that Wen Hui must not be in the teacher's apartment, otherwise with her temperament, she would definitely not disgrace Shuang Ling and Zou Qingzhu, and she would probably go out for a walk with them.

The only possibility is that Wen Hui left the teacher's apartment first because of something else.

After dinner, Wen Hui took her IC card and found a public phone booth to call home.

Wen Tu was far away from Shanghai and had gone to the army. The person who answered the phone was Mr. Wen.

"Hey, who's there?"

Although Mr. Wen is old, he is very energetic and speaks with great energy.

"Grandpa, it's me, have you had dinner?" Wen Hui asked with concern.

"Huihui, it's you."

Mr. Wen's most precious granddaughter was his granddaughter. He smiled and replied through his old teeth: "Eat, eat, you don't have to worry. I'm old now, so I just worry about three meals a day."

Then he showed his military temperament and asked directly: "You called home so late, is there something wrong?"

Wen Hui said, "Is mom at home? I'll look for her."

"Here, she is washing dishes in the kitchen. Let me help you call her." Mr. Wen put down the phone and walked towards the kitchen.

Soon the receiver fell into Zhou Rong's hand: "Mom was just discussing with your sister-in-law to come to school to see you tomorrow and pick you up then. Are you okay?"

Wen Hui asked: "Sister-in-law is coming too?"

Zhou Rong said: "She is relatively free from work now and wants to go out and relax."

Considering that both Ruan Xiuqin and Ai Qing were at CUHK, she wanted to refuse the call immediately, but in the end she said nothing and got down to business:

"Mom, help me postpone the piano performance at the end of July. I want to take a good rest."

Zhou Rong was confused and comforted him: "Huihui, this is the Philharmonic Orchestra's global tour. You are invited to perform. This is a recognition of your strength. This opportunity is rare, so you must consider it carefully."

Wen Hui took a calm breath: "I learn piano as a hobby. Our family doesn't rely on it to make a living, so let's push it away. I have been practicing piano since I was a child, and I have never had a free rest."

After hearing these words and hearing the deep fatigue in his daughter's tone, Zhou Rong, who originally wanted to persuade her a few more words, stopped thinking and said slowly:

"Okay, mom will discuss with your aunt and see if we can coordinate the time with the organizer and move the show at the end of July to August."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Rong stood there with the receiver in hand and thought: Huihui has something on her mind.

Wen Hui was indeed worried. After putting the receiver back in the phone booth, she didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, she leaned against the phone booth and stared at the sunset in the west, lost in thought.

At this moment, her mind was blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking about?

Or think nothing at all.

After a long time, a couple came next to them, apparently to make a phone call.

Hearing the sound, Wen Hui came back to her senses and turned around to walk to the teacher's apartment.

"Senior, you forgot your IC card." A few seconds later, a voice came from behind.

Wen Hui stopped, her expressionless face was filled with a smile as she turned around, took the IC card and politely said thank you.

After recognizing who Wen Hui was, the girl looked at her blankly and remained silent for a while.

It wasn't until Wenhui walked far away that the girl said to her boyfriend: "Senior sister is so beautiful."

The boy looked at the people on the steps and echoed: "There is a kind of beauty that is universally recognized. The beauty of the seniors has unified the aesthetics of the boys at CUHK."

The girl turned her head and asked, "Who said this?"

The boy replied: "That's what everyone says."

The girl gritted her teeth and asked, "Do you think so too?"

The boy quickly closed his eyes, "I didn't see anything just now, and I didn't say anything."

The girl threatened: "You can look and think, but you can't act, or I will skin you alive."

The boy was speechless: "What you said is totally wrong. Can we take action if we want to take action with people like Senior Sister?"

The girl put her hands on her hips, pointed and scolded: "Okay! Is the fox's tail exposed?"

In fact, you still want to be a toad, but you feel that you are inconspicuous among the toads, right? Am I right? "

The boys were afraid and did not dare to argue.

Going up the steps and looking at the teachers' apartment not far away, Wen Hui suddenly changed her mind and turned around to go to the teaching building of the School of Management.

Before she left, she wanted to take a last look around the teaching building where she had stayed for four years.

From the first floor to the fourth floor, Wen Hui walked slowly, with a relaxed and happy look on her face.

But when she reached the entrance to the fourth floor corridor, she stopped where she was and hesitated.

But after hesitating for a while, she still went up to the fifth floor.

Walking along the old corridor, I entered the familiar classroom. The room was dark and no one was there.

Wen Hui stood at the door for a while, and finally closed the door without turning on the light.

With the help of the not-so-bright light outside, Wenhui felt everything in the classroom bit by bit, including the desks, desks, chairs, smell, layout, atmosphere, and the pictures he had come here to look for several times.

After her eyes adjusted to the light in the classroom, Wen Hui came to the place where she usually sat, and stretched out her hand to touch the table, inch by inch. She looked like a loving mother.

After a while, she sat down peacefully, closed her eyes and began to recall bit by bit, recalling the scene when he was reading with her in this position.

He started to act carelessly at that time. His own hair and his right earring were the front lines of his tentative attack.

Although his face looked normal at first, deep down he was still a little nervous, a little embarrassed, and a little confused, but he remained calm and did not leave.

She didn't know why she made this choice. Maybe she had some expectations in her heart?

I still remember the time when he was distressed because he could not write "in the human world". At that time, I shared with him his childhood piano learning experience. He sat quietly by the window for a long time that day. Later, the rain stopped and the people left.

Another time later, when the rain didn't stop, he left by himself. When he went outside to buy an umbrella for him and came back, he and Dong Ziyu shared an umbrella and left.

Wen Hui clearly remembered her original emotions. There were no fluctuations. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief that she could kill her own little flame.

Being with him is always like being in a taboo, time passes quickly but is always full of uncertainty.

Fortunately, senior year has reached this point and she is about to get off the bus. Wen Hui feels regretful and relieved at the same time.

It's a pity that after leaving this time, she will try her best to avoid him and stop letting him pester her. I regret that I can no longer sing, play the piano, and read with him in the future. I regret that I can no longer cook for him, never see his nostalgic eyes, never return to his arms, never again. Law and kiss but regret.

Maybe this separation lasts for many years. I don’t know when we will see each other again.

The relief is that I no longer have to betray my friendship, and I no longer have to hide my thoughts from the two actors.

No matter this, having such a thrill once in your life is enough to last a lifetime.

She still sincerely hopes that the two actors will marry him, take care of his daily life, give birth to children for him, and grow old together.

After thinking about it, Wen Hui took off her shoes, shrank her bare feet on the stool, wrapped her arms around her knees, and buried her head inside not wanting to come out.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly someone pushed the door open.

Wen Hui was shocked all of a sudden.

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