[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

Little Arrow Observation Report

Song Xin believes that double harvests in career and love do not exist in the world, and double landslides are more likely.

"——The topic of mutants is not unfamiliar to people, and the application season is closely related to the life of every American. There is no American who has not been tortured by application materials, but when these two topics are combined, it makes people Everyone feels strange."

Luo Changdao: "Except for the sentence I read above, the rest of the more than 2000 characters are all rewritten."

Song Xin's back went numb through the receiver: "Why?"

Luo Chang: "Song Xin, your position is wrong."

Song Xin couldn't accept it and asked: "Is there any problem with the position? The news has a position, and it also has subjective bonus..."

Editor-in-Chief Luo said patiently: "Song Xin, the position of the news refers to your attitude towards the matter you reported."

Song Xin said angrily: "It's just... I think these people face too many obstacles in their daily lives, and they should be taken seriously..."

Editor-in-chief Luo said: "There is no problem with this, and it fits with your report itself."

Song Xin: "So what is the problem?"

Editor-in-Chief Luo said in a complicated way: "In fact, you have obtained a good source of material for this report, which also shows that I have been effective in cultivating you, but the problem is that you haven't clarified your position: your words are too pitiful and subtle."

Song Xin asked confusedly: "But——"

Editor-in-Chief Luo read into the phone: "—What you wrote: At ten o'clock at night, the library of Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters was still brightly lit. At that time, I met Donald in the corner of the library. Donald is different from ordinary people , is different from ordinary mutants, his face is not even in the category of normal people, but looks like a character in the comics we have been exposed to since childhood."

Song Xin argued: "Do I have to..."

Editor-in-Chief Luo said: "In it, 'encounter', 'different from ordinary people', 'resembling a character in a comic'. You use words like a mother describing her own child, which is too reserved. Who would want to see a mother Write about your own child? It’s not a mother and child forum.”

Song Xin asked sadly, "But how can I describe him?"

Editor-in-Chief Luo replied: "Objective, bare|naked. Don't keep it. You can have compassion, but you have to hide it deep."

Editor-in-Chief Luo said: "—Donald has a pair of frog-like eyes, his skin is sticky due to mucus secretion, and his face has no acne marks but is also uneven, just like a toad. Just change it like this. The following analogy .”

Song Xin: "...Isn't that too much?"

Editor-in-Chief Luo sighed: "Song Ji, please understand that the news is not about charity. Besides, isn't it because he looks different from ordinary people? You picked him, and you gave up this part because of the benevolence of women. Describe, you are too unqualified."

Song Xin whispered: "...Okay, thank you editor-in-chief."

Then Song Xin hung up the phone, went back to the library and turned on her computer, the fluorescent light of the screen was faintly lit up in the library in the afternoon, like a butcher's blade.

Song Xin took a deep breath, dragged the entire word document with the mouse, and pressed the delete button.

Song Xin repeatedly told herself to be objective and naked.

……

At 09:30 at night, the library:

Song Xin's earphones were filled with soothing soft music, and there were no fewer people in the library.

She made a cup of Nescafe instant coffee, and sat in the library writing hard at the computer. The library was brightly lit, surrounded by a few hard-working people.Song Xin has an inexplicable sense of belonging to her hometown here, and she has been used to this environment for many years.

Song Xin stumbled while writing, and felt sorry for her conscience while writing. Her mind was full of Donald, who talked with her about life and ideals that night, and even worshiped her as an inspirational senior.

But what can be done?

Pull out a person who is inferior because of his appearance, pull him out into the sun, and tell him that this is news, as it should be.

Then Song Xin's earphones were pulled away suddenly, she was startled, and when she looked back, Logan was standing behind her, plugging her earphones into her ears.

Logan asked: "Writing a manuscript?"

Song Xin acted like a fool, she was frightened immediately, a carload of sunfish died in her heart, and she kicked the power supply off.

Song Xin had used the computer for five years, and the battery was more than half buried in the ground. Without the support of the power supply, the computer shut down with a bang.

Logan apologized with complicated emotions: "...I'm sorry, kid."

Song Xin was about to cry with anger, and stammered: "...No, it's not your fault, Word must have a backup, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

Logan stuffed the earphones into his ears, and the refreshing pure music was flowing in the earphones, just like the tide of the sea.The music is like a breeze, and like a sea wave, blowing across thousands of river valleys and cumulonimbus clouds.

Song Xin couldn't help blushing when she saw Logan, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

Logan asked her, "Come out for a walk?"

In the dim moonlight, rose flowers climbed up the gable wall, and creepers lowered their heads shyly.

Logan drank a little wine, and his body smelled of ethanol mixed with tobacco, which smelled very sexy.He said, "Listen to what I have to say for a while."

Song Xin was taken aback again, and Logan asked flatly, "What's wrong?"

Song Xin didn't even think about it, she was bewildered but full of hope and asked: "...Why me?"

"I don't know either." Logan said hoarsely: "Maybe you are very young, you can tell by looking at your eyes that you are like a child... or maybe it's simply that I don't know you that well."

Song Xin: "..."

Girl Song Xin's heart was broken, the feeling of being appointed by the goddess of fate just now disappeared without a trace, and the shame made her face turn red.

Logan looked at Song Xin's face and laughed for a while: "You are such a child..."

"I drank a little wine tonight, maybe I talked a little too much. People have lived for so many years," Logan leaned on the railing, and said, "It's actually quite tiring, and I won't lose my memory, only more and more memories Save it, and the person who shared the memory with me is long dead."

Song Xin looked at Logan in confusion.

Logan said: "...I have had many friends and lovers, and the earliest lover died almost 200 years ago-from my point of view, 200 years have actually passed more than 100 years...I think of it When they did, they fell even the cross."

"Ordinary people can't even imagine it." Logan: "How disgusting this kind of burden is. You lived for 20 years, right?"

Song Xin told him heartbroken: "...22 years."

Logan: "Oh, 22 years — 22 years ago. A lifetime for you, a tenth of my memory for me."

Song Xin suddenly asked: "Logan, have you taken the exam?"

Logan Howlett paused and asked, "What?"

Song Xinle smiled diligently: "You should try it. Exams are designed to cure excess memory. I guarantee that you will never say that your memory is too good after the exam."

Logan: "..."

Song Xin said angrily again: "Don't underestimate the power of exams! Exams are just to prove that what you think you remember clearly is actually not as good as shit! Everyone will have a Ygritte when they take the exam." Shouting next to you: "Jiaoxue, you don't know anything, 囧xue, you know nothing..."

Song Xin paused, and observed her words keenly: "Looking at your expression, you probably want to ask what kind of test to forget your ex and forget your old friends. Then I can give you the questions on the spot right now!"

Song Xin said with ease: "First question, what did your first ex-girlfriend's favorite earrings look like?"

Logan: "..."

Song Xin raised two fingers and said triumphantly, "I can't remember, Logan. The second question is, what clothes did your second ex-girlfriend wear when they first dated you?"

Logan Howlett was quiet for a while, and said honestly: "Forgot."

Song Xin's tail was going up to the sky, she held up her third finger: "Third question, let's find out a simple one, what color lipstick was your last ex-girlfriend's favorite?"

Logan: "..."

Logan said angrily: "What the hell kind of problem is this! I don't know!"

Song Xin, who is well versed in the mysteries of the exam, said triumphantly: "Look, you don't remember everything, so don't be so stressed. This is the exam! I'll ask you a few more questions, and you'll find that you don't even remember your ex-girlfriend. I can't even remember the face."

Logan: "..."

Logan: "You are quite experienced."

Song Xin smiled with her eyes like crescent moons: "Of course! I also know that this won't solve the problem, but one has to make yourself happy when faced with powerlessness. I have at least made you laugh now."

Logan sneered and said, "You smile more happily than I do, kid."

Song Xinle said earnestly: "But what does that matter! You laughed too."

At that time, the breeze under the moonlit night passed through the fields, and the plump roses fell to the ground. Song Xin's cheeks were covered with a layer of hazy and warm moonlight, which reminded people of some kind of fragile porcelain figures, but they were alive with flesh and blood.

Song Xin said bluntly: "I'll tell you the truth, I'm very good at coaxing people! There is no little girl who hasn't made love to me after being coaxed by me. Although I can't solve any problems, I talk a lot! It's hard to bear I am especially afraid of being quiet, I suspect that talking too much is the reason why I can coax them well..."

Then Song Xin paused, and asked a little confused: "... Logan, why are you blushing?"

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