"Zheming Comics Club", "Chongguang Music Club", "Qingdong Magazine Club" and "Feng Kui Reading Club" are collectively called "Wu Hua Four Hades", and the so-called "Pluto" is a joking name for the king of the people.

None of the "Four Great Plutos" came from the school's official associations, so they were not taken seriously at the beginning of their construction, and they were neither awarded credits nor supported by generous funds.

But relying on the efforts of the past presidents of Fengyun, he has grown step by step to the status that can be crowned "king".Now it has developed to the strength that can compete with the "broadcasting station" and "basketball team" of the school background.

There are many applicants for the "Four Plutos" every year.Because of their folk origin, they don't need to be too restricted by the government, and they have developed some stinky problems of recruiting people individually.

"Zing Ming" is an elite decisive route (only pick a few top ones carefully). "Chongguang" is the route of beauty like a cloud (no beauty is not enough to play music). "Qingdong" is a line of teaching without class (no morals, just grab whoever you like). "Feng Kui" is the line of literati's despise (I don't care about anyone).

[It is not an official society, that is, more rights are in the hands of student members.Sure enough, it is to operate in this direction. ] Lu Chaoyun, who collected the basic information, thought so.

She leaned her shoulders against the wall.The five fingers of the left hand unfolded and closed like a fan with a rhythm, tapping the wall to pass the time.

She didn't play with her mobile phone, she was immersed in the memory, and she was slowly regaining the feeling of the past.Every tap of the finger is like a pump that draws water, pumping many things from the past into the present body.In fact, it wasn't that troublesome at first. If she really wanted to, she could enter the fighting state instantly, but the person she was waiting for was late.She waited so slowly for her arrival.

White body against official body, fish and meat against swordsman, away game against home game.No matter how you look at it, Lu Chaoyun is at a disadvantage, but she knows that she is sure to win.When the two armies are at war, which one is stronger and which one is weaker is often just a matter of two hearts.

"Cousins ​​like to be late, too." Lu Chaoyun said with a smile.

......

Yang Weizhi who received the text message "No one came, don't rush." ​​Yang Weizhi changed his route and didn't go to the "Qiming Building" where Lu Chaoyun was.

The Qiming building is always filled with a coldness that cannot be resolved by physical and chemical methods.The lamps are clearly bright, but each one seems to be hazy under the veil.There are so many people going in and out of the study, but they ignore each other, as if they have lost their souls inside, which intensifies the ghostly atmosphere in the building. It seems that ghosts cover their eyes so that people can't see other people's expressions, only piled up. book.Now it is often said that superstition is not advisable, so that building has the ability to swallow distracting thoughts and make people concentrate on learning.

Yang Weizhi and others don't want to breathe the thick soup of motivation and lack of oxygen, so they don't like "Qiming Building", and they always avoid it when they can.Today's situation is special, so she wandered around the building.Be ready to walk in anytime.

When walking to the green grass path on the side of the building, Yang Weizhi saw a girl from a distance.

The girl sat alone on the left side of the double leisure seat.Her ponytail is elegantly and beautifully placed in the middle, and it is the most suitable length to be put down to the waist.Both the bangs and the ponytail are slightly curled.Due to the distance, the facial features cannot be seen clearly.But he could feel her seriousness and tension through the straight back and her slanted legs intertwined with her.

Yang Weizhi found her not because of how outrageous her actions were.In fact, even though she was uncomfortable all over, she tried her best to relax herself, her movements were not too abrupt, and she did not become a point of attention.

Found her only because she was drawing something on paper with a pen.Before getting to know Luo Shu, Yang Weizhi didn't think painting was so interesting, but after getting to know Luo Shu, she thinks that people who paint are all interesting people.

Zhang Yongxing was practicing the lines in the sketchbook over and over again.The usual light technique is completely gone now, the hand holding the pen is as strong as holding the handle of a knife, the black lines on the paper are thick, because there is not only ink, but also the shadows that were marked by her.

The sound of the pen tip scratching the paper made her ears sore for a while, her shoulders trembled, and her big, wrinkled eyes relaxed a little and returned to the sides. Itchy pimples that just popped up on my face.

The second aunt and his wife's intense man-marking is not over yet.Zhang Yongxing was exhausted just thinking of the scheduled bombardment of phone calls.Because the phone rings at any time, she feels that her ears are connected to her heart now, and her heart is hooked to her ears as soon as she hears a voice. She has to wait, answer, consider, answer, and end the call with 12 points of care. .

The concern and nervousness of the second aunt and his wife didn't help the matter in any way, they seemed to be just here to exert pressure.Criticize Zhang Yongxing and Wang Nihuan for their incompetence, state their mistakes, refute their views, and warn you of your own advice.

With the advent of the Internet age, even if they have the most arrogant experience and age that they have often mentioned in the past few decades, they cannot cope.Being unfamiliar with the Internet made it impossible for them to control the course of the situation, and the remoteness of the university made it impossible for them to control Wang Nihuan's behavior.All these make them have panic that is difficult to vent, and they have to pour out this panic completely to others to get through it.

Wang Nihuan's matter is no longer her own matter, it has become everyone's matter. This matter has been carefully considered by many relatives and friends, but it is not shared equally, but multiplied by herself, and it has become enlarged. Double it back.Throwing it back to Zhang Yongxing and Wang Nihuan who couldn't resist.But among the two of them, Zhang Yongxing, who was supposed to be an outsider, suffered more.

Zhang Yongxing felt that her parents gave birth to her just to bear others.Since she was sensible, she knew that she and her parents had different identities.Parents are family members, so they have emotions, will, and life.What Zhang Yongxing has is their emotions, their wishes, and their lives.She is an object created by them with countless money and energy.She was repeatedly kneaded, sculpted, entangled by them according to the expected structure, penetrated layer by layer, and reinforced over and over again. She is the most suitable exhibit for displaying at home.As a child of this family, her label is excellent in character and learning, well-behaved and obedient, and lovable.They feel that according to all these things, Zhang Yongxing is naturally a person with a bright life, what else do they want in this life?

Those other cognitions circling in the brain, and the heresy feelings surging in the chest, are all negatives that should be wiped out.

Zhang Yongxing has lived this kind of life for 20 years, and she feels that she should live like this for the rest of her life.Because Zhang Yongxing's parents didn't behave towards her out of hatred, if they hated, then it would be very easy to resist all of this.

But they actually restricted Zhang Yongxing out of love.In the name of love, how to fight.They love their children, and they love according to their poor hearts.When the person who gives love brings the pain of his life when he gives love, how can the person who receives love know that love is actually just warmth and happiness.

The relationship established by being bound by love is stabbed by mixed pain from time to time.Zhang Yongxing is afraid of the pain wrapped in love, but he can't clearly express his hatred of "love".She can only cast aside her "coldness" while wishing that no one will ever love her again.She was unable to bear "love".

"Oh." Zhang Yongxing sighed.My subordinates can't even draw straight lines smoothly and beautifully, let alone the usual wonderful brushwork.

Sitting here looking at other people's expressions, trying to figure out what they're thinking, and then starting to sketch them down is something she used to really enjoy doing.

There are three main reasons she likes to do this:

[-]. Drawing comics requires the collection of a large amount of data, and it is impossible to come up with so many people out of thin air.Therefore, she needs to accumulate character materials in normal times in order to provide her with enough vivid characters to support the story when she creates comic stories.

The second is to practice the pen, quickly capture the dynamics of the characters and record them on paper, which is the best way to improve the painting skills.

Third, it is because it can relax the mood.She is eager to understand others, but her life has already had too many difficulties, and she doesn't want to be trapped in other people's lives anymore.But when she is facing a stranger, because she cannot see the past, future, or complete life.In her eyes, they only have the moment of life, and everything becomes very easy.

But today's Zhang Yongxing is doomed to indulge in other people's predicament.The dilemma that people around you are weaving.She, a mortal, is being torn apart by the visible and expected future, and the people in the game are doomed to bear the established and complete destiny.

"Hello, are you from the Zing Ming Club?" Who would be the person drawing near the club.The answer is self-evident, Yang Weizhi approached the girl and asked.

"Yeah." Long-term self-cultivation made Zhang Yongxing not ignore others no matter how irritable he was.

"Then you are the vice president Zhang Yongxing, right?" Thinking of the late person, Yang Weizhi boldly guessed.

"You know me" whether it is the memory of an amateur painter or the job requirements of the vice president of "Zhiming Club".It all determines how many people she is good at, and it is difficult to admit mistakes.The man was obviously a stranger, but he knew himself.Zhang Yongxing looked at her suspiciously.

"Hi, Senior Sister Zhang, my name is Yang Weizhi. Can I sit down and talk?" Seeing the target person unexpectedly, Yang Weizhi thought about the next conversation in his mind.

"Please sit down." Zhang Yongxing turned his body sideways, making the unoccupied right seat more spacious.

"Senior Zhang, I have a friend who likes comics very much, and also looks forward to "Zhiming Club". But this time she was not selected for the interview. Can you give her another chance? She is very kind, and I believe she will be able to help You are busy." Yang Weizhi sat down facing Zhang Yongxing sideways, pressed his hands on his thighs to prop up his chest and abdomen, and sincerely expressed his thoughts.

Although she has never joined the club.But after thinking about it, I feel that wherever I really like it, it will be a pleasing scenery and make people feel happy.Luo Shu's joining will definitely not harm the Zingming Club.

"This school girl, clubs have their own system. If anyone who comes can go through the back door, how can we manage it?" I was in a bad mood, but I met someone who wanted to go through the back door.Zhang Yongxing completely lost interest in talking, she put away the pen and paper and wanted to leave.

She also has to go to the club. Every Saturday at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, she is responsible for checking the click-through rate and comment responses of the club's comics and making records in the "Zhiming Society" diary. Today, she is late because she is in a bad mood. .

"I don't intend to disturb you, nor do I want to go through the back door. I just want you to get to know her. Even if you don't let her join Zheming Club, you can still be friends, the kind of friends who draw comics together." Yang Weizhi followed Zhang Yongxing said.

"I'm not interested in so-called lovers who are not from our association." Zhang Yongxing said firmly, and quickened his pace after speaking.

"Senior sister, please slow down a little bit." Yang Weizhi had to chase after Yang Weizhi fell a few steps behind him.

"It may be impolite to say this, but rules and restrictions should not be the first principle of university clubs. This is not going to jail. Why do you voluntarily put so many shackles on your freedom? This kind of thing should be recognized and felt. Ah, I feel like that works, that feels good. Isn’t it the way it should be?”

"Feeling, that kind of ethereal thing, that is the vocabulary that human beings cannot sum up experience and lessons. The occurrence and development of all things have their internal reasons. What we should do is to quantify the empirical data into a set of standards. Based on this Standard work."

"Senior sister, do you have emotions? Yes. Do you have feelings? Yes. Shouldn't this be the most important thing for a person? Your club is not a stock club, but a comic club, isn't it? When you cater to data, you are Didn’t I lose myself... I’m sorry I’m a bit off topic, I just want to say that the comic club shouldn’t be a club that uses comics to express your heart?!”

"Sister." Yang Weizhi tried hard to continue the topic, but Zhang Yongxing accelerated again.

She knew that Zhang Yongxing was not convinced by Yang Weizhi at all, but after hearing that, she didn't want to talk anymore.She can find many arguments to refute Yang Weizhi, but winning or losing the debate does not represent the real outcome.In order to win people, he often uses things that he doesn't believe in to attack, but no matter how sharp the words are, it is difficult to confuse the already shaken heart.She had a feeling that if they continued talking, if the girl talked more, she would be shaken, and she would lose her past.

She walked quickly to the activity room of "Zhiming Society" in Qiming Building.That haste was a little panicky for a defeated dog.

When entering the corridor where the activity room is located, Zhang Yongxing saw a girl leaning on the side of the activity room.The movements are leisurely but inexplicably strong.She frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

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