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"You, wait a minute."
Just when Zhao Fusheng was about to leave, Zheng Yao's voice sounded behind him.
The footsteps stopped, and Zhao Fusheng didn't turn around. In fact, the reason why he chose to leave was because he didn't want Zheng Yao to be too embarrassed, after all, she was a teacher.
"Thank you." Zheng Yao said in a low voice. Although Zhao Fusheng's comforting words sounded a bit straightforward, she understood what he meant.
"It doesn't matter." Zhao Fusheng smiled. Now he looks at Zheng Yao, a young man's love life, with the eyes of his forties. It is a kind of condescending look down and calmness.
But in Zheng Yao's eyes, she found that she seemed to have never seen this side of Zhao Fusheng.
After all, I have been Zhao Fusheng's counselor for the past two years. Zheng Yao still knows a little about each student's situation. Zhao Fusheng has always been very low-key in class, and usually doesn't cause trouble. Zheng Yao was quite surprised when he skipped class the day before yesterday. Unexpectedly, today he gave himself another surprise.
"I will talk to Professor Qin about skipping class." Zheng Yao thought for a while and said to Zhao Fusheng.
Professor Qin is the teacher who threatened Zhao Fusheng to fail the public relations course.
"Thank you." This time, it was Zhao Fusheng's turn to thank him.
"It's okay, that's all I can do to help you." Zheng Yao smiled slightly.
Zhao Fusheng's heart moved, he realized that perhaps at this time, Zheng Yao was ready to resign.
As a rational animal, although it often appears to be very emotional, touching the scene, love and hatred, but no matter who it is, the moment a decision is made, it will follow the reason in the mind.
"My heart hurts." Standing up and walking to Zhao Fusheng, Zheng Yao said to him, "Walk with me for a while."
Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, knowing that she actually needs someone to talk to now, even though he is her student, maybe because of what he witnessed just now, Zheng Yao now regards herself as someone she can rely on.
Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng nodded.
The two walked to the playground behind the teaching building. Because it was summer, there were quite a lot of people on the playground. Three or five students were playing together in a group. The skirts of the girls were flying and they were holding textbooks in their arms. There was a burst of cheers, and it was a group of boys wearing hurdling vests chasing after each other.
"He and I are college classmates. His family's conditions are not good. He liked me from the first year of freshman, and he dared to confess his love to me until both of us were admitted to graduate school in senior year." The breeze gently blew Zheng Yao's hair , She stroked her hand, and said lightly: "Four years, you know, I originally planned to marry him this year, but I didn't expect that he chose someone else for money..."
It could be seen that she was really sad, and she paused at the beginning, but later, she just talked to herself, regardless of whether Zhao Fusheng heard it clearly or not.
As she said so, Zhao Fusheng didn't interrupt, just followed Zheng Yao's side, listening quietly.
As someone who has experienced it, he knows very well that what Zheng Yao needs at this time is a listener.
"By the way, you won't laugh at me, will you?"
I don't know how long it has passed, Zheng Yao's voice rang in Zhao Fusheng's ear.
Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "It's nothing, this is a very normal thing. Although I have never been in a relationship, I understand that there is nothing wrong with a broken-hearted person nagging like an old lady."
"Old lady? Nagging?" Zheng Yao lost her composure in an instant, and the veins on her forehead popped up. If this guy hadn't been comforting herself just now, she really wanted to smack Zhao Fusheng on the head dearly.
"People don't actually feel distressed. If someone feels distressed, it must be suffering from a heart disease. The so-called distressed stage is all caused by hormone imbalance in the body, chest tightness, shortness of breath, and lack of oxygen in the brain. The same is true for falling in love with someone. It's just the hormones in our bodies doing the trick."
Zhao Fusheng didn't seem to see Zheng Yao's expression, and said calmly: "Whether it's a boyfriend or a girlfriend, it's actually similar to keeping a pet. If it makes you happy, keep getting along. If it makes you unhappy, you keep him." Why? If you should forget, forget it, if you should start again, start again."
"Of course, if you can't get angry, then give him a slap in the face."
"If you see that his new girlfriend is unhappy, then work hard to make money, and when one day you have more money than that woman, smash her to death."
"There is nothing more important in a person's life than being happy."
"The train of the times is rushing forward. It's a pity that we are only busy looking for our own shadows in the fleeting shop windows-we only see our own faces, pale and small, our selfishness and emptiness, our own Brazen stupidity - who is like us, yet each of us is alone."
After Zhao Fusheng finished speaking, Zheng Yao beside her was already in tears.
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If life is a journey with a predetermined destination, what is the difference between starting one day earlier and starting one day later?
For Zhao Fusheng, on the one hand, he was persuading Zheng Yao, and he was also persuading himself.
Things like loneliness, many times, really make life worse than death.
Although he has adapted to the life of rebirth in the past few days, Zhao Fusheng still has the feeling of loneliness in his bones.
"You're right, I want to make money, and use the money to smash that couple to death."
Zheng Yao suddenly gritted her teeth and said.
Zhao Fusheng was not surprised that she would make such a move. After all, it was about this time in her previous life. Zheng Yao resigned due to personal feelings, started her junior year, and her class got a new counselor.
However, Zheng Yao's words suddenly moved Zhao Fusheng's heart, and he felt that he could cooperate with Teacher Zheng.
Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes, sighed and said, "Mr. Zheng, you are too irrational."
"What?" Zheng Yao looked at Zhao Fusheng inexplicably.
"He can spend hundreds of thousands to start a business now, Mr. Zheng, tell me, what do you have?" Zhao Fusheng asked.
Sometimes, the truth is often more hurtful, because people will habitually modify what they say about themselves, and only when it involves others, they will do whatever they want.
Zhao Fusheng's words seemed straightforward, but Zheng Yao realized a serious problem, that is, starting a business was not as easy as she thought.
Chapter 12 Youth Like Poetry
Just when Zhao Fusheng thought he had succeeded in persuading Zheng Yao, he didn't expect Teacher Zheng to slap him on the shoulder suddenly.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound.
"Stinky boy, are you fooling me? What do you know about starting a business and not starting a business?" Zheng Yao gave Zhao Fusheng an annoyed look, her eyes fluttered, glamorous and moving.
Zhao Fusheng looked helpless, he couldn't tell her that in his previous life, he had seen a lot of this kind of young man who wanted to be able to do a great job with a slap in the head, but ended up meeting a young man with a broken head and blood.
After thinking about it, he shrugged: "I just don't think it's that simple to do business."
"Okay, you don't need to worry about the teacher's affairs." Zheng Yao patted Zhao Fusheng on the shoulder: "Go back, I will help you with Professor Qin's side, and don't cause trouble in the future."
When she was done, she turned and walked away.
Zhao Fusheng sat there with deep eyes, but he didn't look back at Zheng Yao.
He realized that he was thinking things too simply.
Maybe I have a more advanced idea than others and know a lot of things that are about to happen, but the problem is that in the eyes of many people, as a sophomore, I don't have the ability to take responsibility.
To put it bluntly, even if what I say is extravagant, people may not listen to it.
