Chapter 2

Yunmeng went home, took a cold shower to wash away the heat, and felt much more comfortable. Watching TV with a fruit plate, life is still very pleasant.

In this life, she was born in a wealthy family named Guan Yunmeng. Her grandfather was Lao Balu. She has never had children, so that when she was born, her grandfather was already 35 years old.

Guan Yunmeng was born with thousands of loves, caught up with the best of times, and the Guan family only had her one daughter, so the hopes of everyone in the family rested on her.

Everyone in the family loves her equally, and the expectations for her have come to an end. When the little girl was 15 years old, she finally entered the rebellious period. She didn't want her to be a good baby in the eyes of her parents. Be yourself and live for yourself.

She doesn't like those dance pianos, and she doesn't like politics. She is not interested in those documentaries that her parents show her every day.

The little girl is not an independent person either, she likes literature, she thinks that the first satisfaction she got when she grows up is because she won the first prize in the short story competition on the Internet.

Although the prize was later rejected by her mother as an email with a wrong address, she was still happy and liked writing very much.

But the good times didn’t last long. After writing it for more than a year, her parents discovered that a 16-year-old middle school student didn’t study hard and establish correct values, but instead wrote things about love, love, you, me, and me. This is clearly not learning well.

For this reason, I went to the school to find a teacher, and asked the little girl to help me find out if there are any male classmates who have been in close contact with the little girl, for which the little girl felt very humiliated.

That was the most serious quarrel between her and her parents. She locked herself in the room without eating for several days. When she went downstairs at night, she stepped on the empty stairs due to collapse and fell down. She was sent to the hospital for concussion check.

That's when Yunmeng came. After she came, Guan's father and mother never mentioned the matter of not letting her write novels, but they didn't take the initiative to return the computer to her either.

Yunmeng told her parents that if she could be admitted to the highest institution, they would not organize her to do anything. Obviously, the highest institution of literature in our country is the Department of Literature of Peking University.

One year later, when Yunmeng took the college entrance examination, she was successfully admitted to the Department of Literature of Peking University, and her father and mother also had to abide by the previous promise and not stop her from writing novels.

In fact, writing novels is fine for parents, as long as they know their daughters are not bad.

After the college entrance examination, Yunmeng wanted to finish the little girl's unfinished novels, but when she saw the things the little girl had written before, she finally knew why Guan Fu and Guan Mu opposed it so much.

Although there is no passionate|passionate drama, the emotional entanglement in it can be described as twists and turns. The hero and heroine always misunderstand, resolve the misunderstanding, misunderstand again, and resolve the misunderstanding, over and over again.

And the little girl's writing is good, the writing is sincere and touching, it is obviously a routine novel, but the writing is true to the truth, many people in the comments below said that they cried.

This made them very suspicious, whether this really happened to their daughter, whether the daughter was emotionally hurt when they didn't know it.

In any case, Yunmeng went to the Literature Department of Peking University, and did not study art like Guan's mother, nor did she study politics like Guan's father. In the field that neither of them was involved in, it was the little girl's wish, to be able to be free Soar without having to live under the umbrella of your parents.

Now Yunmeng has been in school for one year, and her sophomore year has just started. During this year, she finished the little girl's original novel, and she felt good, so she wrote another one, which is being serialized.

She also publishes some stories and articles from time to time, and she is already a little famous now. If there is no accident, she may go dark on this road in the future. The most important thing is freedom and no pressure, and the time is at her own disposal.

"Didn't you start school today? Why did you come back so early? Could it be that you were expelled from school?" When Guan's mother came home, she saw Yunmeng lying on the sofa, wearing a nightgown, holding a fruit plate in a disheveled manner. Naturally, she couldn't get used to women who were always glamorous.

"Mom, do you say that about your own daughter? Are you happy that I was expelled from school?"

Mother Guan came over and patted her on the arm, "Hurry up, look at how you look like holding a big girl in your arms now? Where are your grandparents?"

Yunmeng stood up, tidied her clothes, and continued to eat the fruit plate, "I don't know, I didn't see them when I came back, maybe I went for a stroll."

Guan Mu glanced at the fruit plate, it was a big six-inch plate, and now there were two peach pits and a piece of watermelon rind on it, Yunmeng was eating red dates, her brows frowned unconsciously, "I said you eat so much Are you not planning to eat?"

"It's okay." Yunmeng said indifferently, she didn't have much appetite in Xia Tian, ​​but now she's not hungry after eating so much.

"Then you don't eat at night." Guan Mu went up to change her clothes, and when she got down, she saw that the fruit plate in Yunmeng's arms was full again. It seemed that she had eaten more than one plate before she came back. ?

As a middle-aged woman in Yucheng who needs to maintain her figure for a long time, she can tell how much sugar is in it at a glance. Now that her daughter doesn't take care of her body, she can only take care of it as a mother.

Go up and snatch the fruit plate in Yunmeng's hand, and drag her into the dance studio. Since Guan Yunmeng's rebellious period, he doesn't like to practice dance. After Yunmeng came, he was busy with the college entrance examination, so he rarely came here. Let Guan's mother put a lot of fitness equipment.

Involuntarily put Yunmeng on the treadmill, "Mengmeng, it's not that my mother is cruel, it's because you have eaten too much. You are still too young to understand how important a figure is to a woman, not just beautiful Question, you said you eat so much, not exercising must be bad for your health, right? "

As he said that, he pressed the button, and Yunmeng started to run desperately.

An hour later, when she walked out of the room, she already felt that these |legs were not her own. She runs in the morning every day, and that is at the speed she wants. Now, she still can't adapt to the constant speed for an hour.

After taking a shower, she collapsed on the bed, this time Guan Mu ignored her.

When the phone rang, Yunmeng took it over. It was still in 05, and the most advanced cell phone was nothing more than a color screen. A text message came.

'Hello, Guan, I am a student of Chinese opera. I liked your works very much before, but I have never had a chance to meet them. Today I heard from my classmates that you came to the school to explain your works to them. I am sorry that I did not hear it. Send you a message. The text message has no other meaning, I just imagine you expressing your love for your work...'

Yunmeng raised her eyebrows. Although she has fans when she writes novels, most of her works in reality are just for appreciation. Even if someone likes the small articles she publishes, she doesn’t know. The rest are the works she handed over to her tutor. , is not perfect in the eyes of the instructor, so that she really doesn't have a fan in the first place.

If Guan Yunmeng could see it, he would definitely be very happy.

Reply a message, the general content is to thank him for his liking, and then say something humbly.

In the dormitory of Zhongxi, Wang Kai was sitting on a stool, holding a mobile phone in his hand, staring at the screen tightly, and finally got a message 5 minutes after he sent it, it was still the person he hoped for.

After reading it, he grinned and looked like a sunny boy.

He likes acting, and also likes literature, so he respects people with literary talents, not to mention that he really thinks that Yunmeng's writing is very deep. Simply put, it resonates with his spirit.

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