She had been honest since she was young and was a little smart. She had only been beaten a few times at home, and it was the same in school. The only time she had been beaten was in No. 5's physical education class. She had been kicked by a bald physical education teacher because she could not differentiate between left and right. Strangely enough, she had never seen that teacher ever since that time until she graduated from elementary school.
After that, a " horror " story spread in the school, saying that the teacher seemed to have died.
This became a nightmare for Yizi Sports.
However, Mu Zi explained that the teacher was a substitute teacher from another school. Of course, he would not come for a while.
She didn't smoke, drink, stay in the internet cafe, fight, dye her hair, or grow her nails. She finished her homework on time, arrived at school half an hour earlier (to make it easier for people who didn't do homework to plagiarize), wrote the answers to each multiple-choice question (to provide a variety of choices to confuse the teacher), and her fingers were extremely flexible (to provide the answers to multiple-choice questions with her hands).
In the past twelve years, she had never been a class monitor or class representative. She did not have bad relationships with others, but she did not have good relationships with her form teacher.
In the past 12 years, she had achieved what Mu Zi could not. However, Mu Zi was the class monitor of the seventh year of primary school (two years in the sixth year of primary school), the three good grades of the city in the third year of junior high school, the three good grades of the school in the first year of high school, and the three good grades of the city in the second year of high school.
The only similarity between them was that they didn't erase the blackboard.
Her elementary school graduation gift was that she had short-sightedness, her junior high school graduation gift was that her right shoulder was stunted and caused a permanent collapse in her shoulder, and her high school graduation gift was a heart that was scarred by emotions and that damn relative who didn't come often. These were all thanks to " getting into a good university "--she spent most of her time studying, and her non-functioning brain was often overloaded.
From elementary school to high school, she, who lacked information resources, only thought that as long as she got into a good university, she would not have to study so hard. She would be able to be like Mu Zi, who had a good future. She would not have to be busy with work and farm work like her parents.
The dull studies only brought about fatigue and boredom. Therefore, when she heard that Mu Zi only wanted to enter a sports school, she couldn't help but be shocked and angry. It was as if Mu Zi wanted to use the twelve years that she had been through to enter a sports school.
Moreover, even if she was already in her first year of university, in her imagination, those who came out of the sports school were either athletes or physical education teachers. Of these two positions, the former was for the young, and the latter was extremely annoying. When she was in her third year of junior high school, her peers knew that she would never become a teacher.
The bus to the city was packed to the brim. She endured for an hour and a half in the narrow space filled with all kinds of smells and emotions.
The moment she got out of the car, she felt that the sky was clear. She greedily took a few breaths of the outside air before she entered the restricted and disciplined campus.
She didn't want to go back to the dormitory. At present, her impression of the dormitory was only tasteless joy. Her face was full of smiles, and her heart was more bitter than that of the starch ester.(When the concentration of the solution reached 0.003%, it was tens of thousands of times more bitter than the water of coptis.)）
However, the relationship between his roommates was much better than when he had just started school.
When she thought of the new semester, she recalled a bitter memory about her father's help to the country.
Yi Zi went to school to help the country send him off. Although it was said to be sending him off, it was actually squeezing together on the bus. He said that it would cost more than 200 yuan to take a taxi. It was a waste and not worth it. Besides, Yi 'zi's blankets and other daily necessities had already been bought at school, so there was no need to take a taxi.
Helping the country made sense, but he was afraid that Yi Zi wouldn't understand, so he kept saying it all day.
She was in a bad mood when she heard that.
His father lost half of his life because of his nagging.
Moreover, he was also very vain and always wanted to show off something to others, but he had nothing to show off. He was very concerned about his face and often glared at others. He was thin-skinned and would fight when he couldn't hold on anymore. He couldn't say that he was inferior to others, but he always compared others to his own.
He didn't dress himself up because he felt that clothes were meant to cover his body or keep him warm, regardless of whether it was appropriate or not.
She didn't like what her father was wearing, but she couldn't control it. She had spent his money, and he would never let anyone control her.
It was her first time taking a city bus, and it was also her first time seeing the attitude of city bus drivers towards rural people.
Yi Zi's suitcase was bought from a street stall for 80 yuan. It was gray and ugly, but she didn't have any money at that time. Moreover, Zhu Guo thought that she bought it too expensive. His consumption concept was still stuck in 20 years ago.
There were already many people on the city bus at around ten o'clock. When the fat driver saw the trolley case, he suddenly became angry. He shouted loudly and walked back. You, put the trolley case where it should be. Don't block it.
His tone was irritable and he even pushed Zhuguo. In front of Zhuguo was a little old lady who couldn't find a seat. He immediately gave his seat to the little old lady. He originally wanted to hold it in, but when the fat driver saw that Zhuguo stood up and didn't move, he shook the steering wheel and vented his anger on the trolley case.
This would be unbearable for the country.
Yizi would never forget her tanned father, whose face was flushed red and sweat soaked through his washed and faded short-sleeved shirt. The crowd left countless gray marks on his newly brushed black cloth shoes. He, on the other hand, held the trolley case with one hand and the other hand on the armrest. He glared angrily. With his personality, he would definitely fight, but in the end, he only suppressed his anger and said in a stiff tone,
How could he put it down? The box was right here. How could he put it down?
Facing this unfamiliar domain, he only had the simplicity of a farmer. No matter how he was in the village, he could only endure the resentment that was imposed on him.
Later on, the old lady who had been given a seat by Yizi's father could not stand it anymore. She could only take advantage of her seniority and say a few words to the driver. The passengers were mostly righteous and urged the driver. Seeing that their power was weak, the driver sat down and started driving again.
The car was unusually bumpy. It was unknown whether it was the road condition or the human heart.
Yi 'zi felt that that was the most humiliating time in her life because she could not do anything. She wanted to pay for the luggage, but she did not have a single cent in her pocket.
At that time, she chose to stand by and watch. She did not even try to defend him.
What was even more ironic was that before them, there were a few people carrying luggage bags who got into the car. The driver did not complain about those people who were wearing suit pants and stiff shirts. He vented his anger on a farmer. Was he really at ease?
Even though Yi 'zi did not do anything, she still remembered the bus driver. She would probably never forget his appearance.
She had never been a vengeful person, but she remembered the driver.
Every time he thought of this scene, Yi Zi would feel sad.
Yi Zi was the second to last to come to the dormitory. The first time she saw the dormitory, she was given a heads-up. There were three bunk beds, two tables, two floor-to-ceiling fans, two six-story shelves, four stools, and a large cabinet in front of the wall. Just these alone were enough to fill up the space. What made her even more surprised was that there were different beds. One set of bunk beds was the most primitive dark blue painted iron batten bed, while the other was a stainless steel milky white paint one-piece bunk bed. It was bigger and taller than the blue bed.
Although there was no one, the large beds had long been occupied by items. In the end, she chose the lower bunk bed with a blue pole behind the door. She liked that narrow space, just like her personality.
The items were moved in by a senior. When they were collecting the bedding, it was also that senior who helped. She felt guilty from the bottom of her heart for not letting the National Consortium help her, and she did not want him to sweat again in the hot summer. She originally wanted him to go back first, but when she and the senior were collecting the items according to the list, she saw Lu Ya sitting under a tree from afar, looking forward a little lonely.
He was in a sorry state, and he did not want his daughter to see it.
After she had collected her items, she looked at the place again. There was no one there. For a moment, her heart was empty. At that moment, under the scorching sun, she felt a chill. In this huge campus, no one would have anything to do with her. She would be alone, walking among all kinds of people.
This was also the first time she felt truly isolated.
That night, she wrote in her diary that if she really went to Qing Dao, she would definitely cry.
Taiping was the first roommate she met.
Yi Zi's deepest impression of Taiping was that she was fair. Her face was really fair. She had a long face, a sharp chin, and a well-proportioned figure. It was comfortable to look at her. She was very friendly and greeted him first. Yi Zi also smiled back at her.
The second person to come was Kefu. She was a tall girl with tanned skin, a slender neck, and an oval face. However, her figure was not satisfactory-her butt was too big and her breasts were too flat. She was also a passionate person, but Yizi's first impression of her was far from being as good as Taiping's.
Chuchu was the third to arrive. Clearly, she had put in a lot of effort to make herself look good. Her face was white, her lips were pink, and her eyeliner was curled up. She walked in with an air of superiority. As she walked, the sound of her high heels filled the entire dormitory. Her figure was the exact opposite of her slim figure.
When everything was settled, the few people who arrived first started to chat with each other, but Yiko did not say anything. They talked mostly about hot property, cosmetics, fashion, TV series, and the previous encounter in the Penguin group chat. Yiko could only smile in bed with Zhang Ailing, Kishimoto, and the teenager Jump, and did not interrupt.
From their conversation, Yi 'zi learned that they were all from nearby. Immediately, she was no longer so anxious. She also learned that the two people who had not appeared in the dormitory were from Sichuan. One had not arrived, and the other had come to drop off things last night. After that, they went to the city with their family.
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