From the day she first entered the Peking University Literary Club, she was attracted by the charisma of Senior Brother Fumxiong.
Although the senior brother is not handsome, and is even a little short and fat, he is very graceful.
During the first club activity, her senior brother sang a song called "Goddess" by Guo Moruo. The rich voice and the abundant emotion made her scalp numb and her little deer bumping wildly.
At that time, she was a freshman, and senior brother Wenxiong was a senior and had already passed the postgraduate entrance examination. He was the president of the literary club.
As time went by, she became more and more fascinated by Brother Wenxiong's talent.
Gradually, she found that she fell in love with her senior brother.
Like it or love it? She couldn't tell clearly, maybe this meant something.
A magical feeling like electric shock all over my body.
I can never forget his appearance.
Growing up, she received countless honors and applause because of her good studies, but no love.
Because she doesn't like the boys around her at all.
They are just a bunch of little kids.
Women have a natural desire to be strong, let alone someone as good as her?
And...even though she didn't want to admit it, she knew in her heart that maybe no one liked her.
Her fat body and face covered with acne gave her a lack of self-confidence and even low self-esteem, which were hidden deep in her heart.
The less confident she is, the more arrogant she is, and the more arrogant she is, the more she longs for love.
It was so painful until I came to Beijing University and met senior brother Wenxiong.
Beautiful music sounded in my heart.
But she didn't dare to confess because her appearance was too ordinary.
She could only accompany and contribute silently, following him all the way.
As long as she can stay with him by his side, even if she doesn't do anything, just stay with her like this...
Her senior brother occasionally mentioned that he liked girls with short hair, so she went to the barber shop to cut off the long hair that she had kept for many years.
I wonder if senior brother can feel it?
Now that she has seen her senior brother get what he wanted, she is even happier than him.
The atmosphere had reached a point, and she couldn't help but want to say something to her senior brother and express her inner feelings.
She has endured it for three years and is going crazy.
"Senior brother, in fact, you are a very special existence deep in my heart." Lu Na mustered up the courage to say, making a coy gesture like a little daughter.
"You are also in my heart. We have known each other for more than three years since the literary club, and now we are colleagues. You have been my right-hand man in the past few years. I don't treat you as a subordinate, but always treat you as my subordinate." Good friends and comrades-in-arms!" Zhang Wenxiong said.
"Senior brother, are you just a good friend?" Lu Na blurted out.
Zhang Wenxiong's eyes widened, as if he didn't recognize Lu Na.
"I'm sorry, senior brother, I...I..." Lu Na's face was as red as a red apple.
She regretted her recklessness. Now, perhaps, was not the time.
"Um..." Zhang Wenxiong finally noticed Lu Na's feelings, and said after a while, "He is still a good colleague."
Lu Na's face suddenly lost all color, and the meaning of Zhang Wenxiong's words was very clear.
"I understand, senior brother, you must not feel pressured. I shouldn't have said anything."
Lu Na turned around and ran away, tears streaming down her face.
Sure enough, it still doesn’t work?
Zhang Wenxiong wanted to chase Lu Na, but as soon as he stood up, he paused again and sat down.
He never thought that Lu Na would have such feelings for him, and he didn't know how long it had been.
But this love is too heavy. He likes slender girls.
He sat down and drank coffee for a while to calm down. Today's embarrassment did not affect his inner excitement at all. He took out his mobile phone, Nokia 7650, which is a high-end slider mobile phone using the Symbian system and a five-dimensional joystick mobile phone. , A mobile phone with a built-in camera. Only such a mobile phone is worthy of his identity.
This was given by a boss after I was admitted to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee.
After being admitted to the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee, his fame and influence in his hometown immediately increased rapidly, even greater than when he was admitted to Beijing University!
At that time, he was regarded as a promising child, but now he is offered as a leader.
Many leaders and bosses flocked here to give gifts here and there.
He happily accepted this.
I have already replaced three or four mobile phones, each of which is only used for a few days. When someone gives me a new mobile phone, I go to the mall to check the price. If the price is higher than the original one, replace it!
Thinking of the flattering look of the boss who gave him the mobile phone, Zhang Wenxiong sneered in his heart.
Licking the dog!
I slid open the keyboard and typed while thinking. I am not very proficient in using mobile phones now, so I compiled a text message after a while: "I will report to the laboratory tomorrow."
Then it was sent to Lin Muxue.
After about ten minutes, Lin Muxue replied to the text message with two simple words: "Congratulations!"
Zhang Wenxiong frowned. After getting a mobile phone, he contacted Lin Muxue frequently, but every time the other party was lukewarm, which made him very annoyed.
Why not take the bait?
Is it because your talents have not been fully demonstrated?
He has published countless articles and poems in various newspapers, periodicals and magazines over the years, but he cannot show these directly to Lin Muxue, which is really frustrating!
When they met for the first time, Lin Muxue's beauty left a deep impression on him. He felt that she was a lady, and only such a girl was qualified to be his wife.
Although she is not from Peking University, but only graduated from China Renmin University, she is good enough if her faults are not hidden.
"I will show my ability to make a difference! Soon everyone will know my strength, including the leaders, and they will know how right it is to recruit me. Please wait and see!"
Zhang Wenxiong made another crazy statement.
Since you don't take the bait, then show off your domineering attitude! Shock her!
Although this sentence could not be more crazy, Zhang Wenxiong didn't think there was any big problem.
Students of Peking University already have this capital, not to mention he is also the vice chairman of the student union and the president of the literary club.
He thinks it's romantic...
Lin Muxue almost vomited when she received this text message. She couldn't imagine why there were people who felt so good about themselves, and their skin was thicker than the city wall.
I didn't want to talk to him at first, but I thought that we were colleagues after all, and we couldn't make the relationship too tense. After twenty minutes, I endured my nausea and replied: "Come on."
Zhang Wenxiong looked at the two short words and sneered.
This girl is quite resistant.
Forget it, don't rush, just simmer over low heat.
What he likes will never fly out of the palm of his hand.
........
The next day, after Zhang Wenxiong reported in, he was carefully arranged to work in office 233, next to Huang Min and the others.
This office was originally used by two comrades from the research office, but they were promoted to other departments years ago, so they became free.
Zhang Wenxiong looked at his own office and showed a satisfied look.
Of course, there are two desks in this office, and the other one is just empty.
In addition to Zhang Wenxiong retaining some weak respect for Zhou Mi, he was very cold towards the other secondees, and had a vague hostility towards Liang Jiangtao.
Like Liang Jiangtao, Zhou Mi gave Zhang Wenxiong all the previous materials and documents and asked him to study.
Zhang Wenxiong agreed on the surface, but after flipping through a few pages he became impatient. In his heart, he felt that what he wrote was all boring, and had no literary talent at all.
Only uneducated people write like this.
I didn’t expect that such a high-level platform as the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee could write something so ordinary. It is really beyond imagination.
In the afternoon, Zhou Mi called everyone in the laboratory together and said that he had a new task, which was the training class next week, and he had to write a short summary speech for the closing meeting.
Zhou Mi appointed Liang Jiangtao and Zhou Hanyang to be responsible for drafting the first draft. One person was responsible for summarizing and evaluating the main content and progress of the training class, and the other was responsible for proposing the next work requirements.
Zhou Hanyang is the oldest among the three people who were seconded, and his material ability is relatively better.
Of course, it is only the generals who are selected from within, and they cannot enter the careful eye of the law.
As for Liang Jiangtao, he wanted to see how good his writing ability was.
In fact, revising and writing are two different concepts.
Being able to change may not mean being able to write.
Even so, he couldn't help but look forward to it. After all, Liang Jiangtao had brought him too many surprises in just two days. He was curious about where Liang Jiangtao's limit was.
Zhang Wenxiong suddenly spoke: "Zhou Chu, I also want to participate in writing!"
