School girls always want to bend me

Early in the morning, Zhang Yawen went out to work. When he was about to lock the door, he saw that the sky outside the corridor was gloomy. He hesitated whether to take an umbrella. When half of his feet were about to enter the door, he shook his head and left.

I said to myself in my heart, it shouldn't rain.

Once again, she punched the clock to work, and the old colleague on the side was blowing the foam on the teacup, teasing her: "The little girl overslept again, and she can't do this every day. Waking up a few minutes early is not a big deal."

Zhang Yawen nodded dully, and sat in her seat panting. Before the old computer could be turned on successfully, she was called into the office by the leader.

Still unable to get down because of the pile of books, she lowered her head and lowered her face, thinking about why she was called in.

It's not a good thing anyway.

"How is the progress of the book in your hand?" The director folded his hands on the table, calmly.

Zhang Yawen adjusted his sitting posture unnaturally, pursed his lips and thought about how to survive the disaster: "Continue to do it according to the process."

Specious answer.

I don't know if I can get away with it.

The director didn't really care too much, so he changed the subject and said, "This summer's book fair and literature week are about to start, and the affairs of the literature week are mainly assigned to us. Later, a meeting was held to decide, manpower was tight, and after much deliberation, let You are responsible, and everyone trusts you."

Ghost's trust, it's not that no one is willing to pick it up.

Zhang Yawen suppressed the anger in his heart, leaned forward, tried to calm his voice, and said, "But half of my manuscript is here, what should I do?"

Who will bear the blame if the manuscript cannot be published on time?

"Things need to be prioritized and important. Literature Week is imminent. As for the manuscript, let's put it away later. Besides, if you are not in charge of Literature Week, can the manuscript be completed on time?"

That is also impossible.

Zhang Yawen clasped his hands hanging on his knees tightly, his gaze fell on the potted plant in the corner of the table, he sighed softly, and said, "Okay then."

At noon, Zhang Yawen and a few colleagues went to the small cafeteria for dinner, the usual two meat and one vegetarian, a bowl of soup, a piece of fruit, and a box of yogurt.

She eats faster, pushes the plate away, and inserts the straw into the yogurt box. The sweet and sour taste of milk can dilute the greasy in her mouth, and occasionally insert a few words of gossip from her colleagues.

A few colleagues from the opposite magazine happened to come over for dinner. Li Lan took a meal and sat across from Zhang Yawen, then took out a small red square bag from his messenger bag and put it in front of Zhang Yawen.

The above pair of cartoon characters wearing happy blessings are very eye-catching.

Zhang Yawen took a sip of the yogurt at the bottom, then blinked his eyes and glanced at Li Lan, recalling that they had talked about this when they were gossiping just now, Li Lan is married, and it is said that the other party's conditions are not bad.

She graduated from F University in the same year as Li Lan, and entered the publishing house in the same year. Later, Li Lan was assigned to a more relaxed magazine.

Zhang Yawen smiled generously and said, "Congratulations, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and a baby boy soon."

"There is nothing worthy of congratulations. My husband and his parents were not in a hurry to marry me back, and they would not have obtained the certificate so early." Li Lan held a pair of chopsticks and moved back and forth among several pieces of fried octopus.

Zhang Yawen really felt that there was a reason why the two of them had been classmates for three years and worked together for one year, but they hadn't become friends yet, and the reason was definitely not on him.

But, who made her such a bad person.

She twitched her brows and eyes, searching her stomach, how to end this embarrassing conversation politely?

"You are so outstanding. Your husband is embarrassed to mention marriage to you unless he buys a Tomson First Grade Maserati. I wonder if there will be a chance to visit and let me see the world." Zhang Yawen said vividly.

Li Lan stopped the hand that was poking the spinach, covered her mouth with one hand and coughed lightly, and said, "I didn't buy the houses that the nouveau riche like."

"It must be an old bungalow nearby. It is super tasteful and stylish. I have done a phase of Fengfeng Street project before, and I know a little about the bungalows nearby. Where did you buy them?"

Li Lan, who just took a sip of the soup, was choked by the juice and coughed uncontrollably.Zhang Yawen took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "Drink slowly, drink slowly, they are all about to get married, why are they so careless."

Li Lan didn't pick up the tissue, but took the one she prepared from her bag, which had a fragrance that Zhang Yawen didn't like.

She didn't maintain her fake smile any longer, and said coldly: "Wenwen, you said that your supervisor liked you so much back then and wanted you to study for his doctorate, and that you had the most academic potential among our class of students , but you just refused to agree, and came to the publishing house because of some bad feelings. Do you think you are smart? Or are you not smart?"

Zhang Yawen has the temperament to ask "why" in everything.On the surface, it looks calm and even a little out of tune, but he is very principled about many things.Among those who went on to study after her class, there are not many people who really love academics. Most of them are just for a degree and a better life in the future.

But she couldn't convince herself, she couldn't do anything against her heart.Why bother to torture yourself.

But her behavior is indeed a foolish decision in the eyes of many people.

Li Lan put the chopsticks on the plastic plate. What she was worried about was that she had worked so long and made so many preparations for the direct promotion, but the instructor rejected her without even thinking about it.Zhang Yawen easily put aside what he pursued so hard.

Still so righteous and awe-inspiring, it makes him look like a clown.It's really annoying.

There are many turning points in life.Studies are, work is, marriage is even more, especially for a girl.

Li Lan put down the tissue in his hand, his sense of superiority welled up again, and a decent smile appeared on his face again.

Her husband is indeed not very good, but compared to Zhang Yawen who is still single, she is considered safe.

No matter how good a girl is after her age, she is just a withered vegetable leaf in the evening at the farmer's market, waiting for its fate to be sold at a low price.

This world is so mundane.What she hates the most is Zhang Yawen's so-called "meaning" and "feelings".

In the end Li Lan left, but Zhang Yawen still didn't answer her question, because she herself felt that she was actually quite stupid.On the way back, a colleague and she fell behind the crowd and asked her softly.

"Wenwen, is Li Lan just joking that you are not wanted?" The colleague is a middle-aged aunt, with average professional ability, but very proficient in human relations.

Zhang Yawen's scalp was numb, and he said, "It's obvious."

The aunt nodded: "Anyway, we can see it." Then she continued to display her humanitarian spirit and reminded: "You have to hurry up, my sister-in-law is so beautiful and has a high education, so she is easy to find. I have A nephew, when he gets old..."

Zhang Yawen: ...

Life is full of traps!

When I was about to get off work in the afternoon, it really started to rain.A few thunderclaps rolled in the gloomy black clouds, and in an instant, the rain poured down, splashing on the ground, and the originally clear sky was as dark as night.

Zhang Yawen opened the blinds on the closed glass windows, and looked at the sky outside the window with a dead face.

The aunt who was still at noon passed her with a teacup and said, "I didn't bring an umbrella."

Really precise strike.

"I'm not saying that Li Lan is not very likable, but she can see the situation clearly. Get married when it's time to get married, and someone will pick you up later. Tell me about you, how will you go back later?"

Zhang Yawen looked blankly, pursed his lips tightly, thinking in his heart, who can pick him up?

Xu Shengsheng?He must be getting bored with his boyfriend, how can he care about himself.

But there seemed to be no one else but her.

She turned around, with a stern face, and said honestly: "I'll wait for the rain to stop, and I will treat it as an overtime class."

Now that the single dog person setting is stable, the dedicated person setting cannot fail!

After more than an hour, the rain gradually became less and less, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

She was the only one in the whole office now, which was really boring. She carried her bag and tightly wrapped the coat that had been kept in the unit all year round and went downstairs.

The rain in front of the door hit the ground, splashing a few transparent rain flowers, and the water on the bluestone slab was clear and transparent, reflecting the dilapidated building.

Zhang Yawen hugged the bag tightly to his chest, calculating the possibility of rushing home with the bag on his back.She looked around, and suddenly saw a person walking in the empty courtyard, holding a black umbrella.

He is tall and thin, with straight and slender legs set off by black jeans, a white shirt is loosely worn on his body, and white old sneakers step on the water-logged stone slab to work.

When a person approaches, the umbrella goes up, revealing the person under the umbrella.

The hair on the forehead is fine and shattered, stained with water, slightly covering the eyes, half of the face is against the light, it is difficult to see clearly, the eyes are slender and sharp.

Zhang Yawen hugged the bag even tighter, his eyes fell on Ye Qiqi's figure who was walking towards him, and he froze in place.

Ye Qiqi put away his umbrella, walked into the aisle in front of the door, and stood side by side with Zhang Yawen. Large raindrops rolled down the waterproof surface of the umbrella. After a while, a puddle of water accumulated on the ground.

The hair on her forehead was wet, Zhang Yawen took out a tissue from the bag, stood on tiptoe, and wiped it for her.

Ye Qiqi glanced at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but the words in his mouth were not pleasant.

"I didn't bring an umbrella." Is a declarative sentence.

Zhang Yawen wiped half of his hand and slapped Ye Qiqi's head hard, and gave her a hard look: "Be honest, if you dare to speak rudely to senior sister, I will... just..."

"That's it?" Ye Qiqi spoke, while naturally reaching out his hand to slide to Zhang Yawen's waist, with a little force, he pulled him in to prevent the water under the eaves from splashing on her.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yawen asked her calmly with lowered eyes.

Ye Qiqi looked down at her, his slender eyelashes fluttered up and down, and said in a deep voice, "The school asked us to come to the summer internship unit to get a stamp for credit."

"Today???" Zhang Yawen glanced at the gloomy sky.

Ye Qiqi replied indifferently: "It's a good day."

It will be vividly interpreted with eyes open and blind!

The author has something to say:

Wenwen: Is it true that no one wants to be single...

Qiqi: I'm a ghost!