At ten o'clock in the evening, thousands of houses are lit up, the stars in the sky are twinkling, and the neon lights of the city are accompanying them.
In the study room, the desk lamp was on, the computer was on, and ten slender fingers were typing rapidly on the keyboard.
This is a personal resume.
Name: Bo Anrui
Gender: Male
Age:28
Nationality: Chinese
Educational background: Double major in English and French, University of Paris III
Language ability: Chinese, English, French, Russian, Spanish and Arabic, etc.
Work experience: xx, 20xx, English translator at the Business Representative Conference of Maryland and Pennsylvania in China
xx, xx, 20xx, Paris, international food exhibition, French translation
Chief translator of the xth meeting of United Nations Document No.xx, Switzerland, June xx, 20xx
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There are endless resumes to write, and endless brilliance to write about.
After reading such a resume, anyone would probably not be able to help but admire it, but for him, the client, it felt a bit boring.
Perfect? Maybe yes.
But what about perfection?
The enter key returns to the next frame, but the owner of the resume can no longer write.
An An took a deep breath and tried to adjust his emotions. He felt a little restless tonight.
He thought, maybe it was because of that incident during the day?
He recalled the scene at the supermarket door during the day. He seemed to have seen someone, someone he hadn't seen for a long time.
Jimilan.
Thinking of this name, his heart trembled slightly.
In fact, it was nothing special at the beginning. At that time, he was studying at Gaofan College and she was a transfer student who transferred to his class.
Gaofan Academy is not one where you can fish in troubled waters, let alone arrange transfer students to come in casually, so he knows very well without asking that she must have some background.
But what does that have to do with him? He never liked to meddle in other people's business.
The reason why he was distracted and thought about it for a moment was just because of her name.
Milan, like his mother's name, is also a kind of flower.
That's all.
Unfortunately, his peaceful life was still broken.
"Hello, Bo Anrui, I am Ji Milan! I am Chinese, but I grew up in Japan, so my Chinese is not very good. I asked the teacher. You are the best Japanese person in this class, so I request
The teacher arranged for me to sit next to you, and we will be at the same table from now on. Please give me your advice!"
In this way, he became the public enemy of all the boys in the class. Although he was originally, it was more serious this time. The reason? Because she was very beautiful and captured the hearts of all the boys as soon as she entered the classroom.
Everyone envied him, but he didn't feel lucky at all.
Yes, she is very beautiful, with a slender figure, a straight and beautiful face, fair skin, with a hint of pink in her fair skin, and an indescribable delicate charm.
Her curved eyebrows, eyes as clear as water, long eyelashes curled upwards, trembling, straight hair reaching her shoulders, and her smiling and silent look, like a beauty walking out of a painting of a lady.
Beautiful, really beautiful.
However, he really didn't have time to appreciate it, because this was his last year at Gaofan Academy. He was busy studying, taking exams, and applying to study in Paris.
Every step of his life has been planned out from very early on. He will not fall in love before the age of twenty-five, not get married before the age of thirty, and have children by the age of thirty-five...those things are still far away from him.
, all his energy now is focused on his studies and future career.
Therefore, it doesn't matter how beautiful she is, because the time is wrong.
If you meet the right person at the wrong time, or the wrong person, the outcome will not be good.
So, he won't waste time.
It's a pity that she is very good at wasting his precious time.
Her Chinese is really very poor. Although she can understand and speak some, it is limited to "sun", "moon", "big tree", "grass" and the like, otherwise it is "bayonet".
"Killer", "gun", "bullet" and so on.
He couldn't help but wonder, who did she learn this from? Why are they all useless? Can a normal person, a girl of her age, use these words in daily life?
She was the same age as him, but he felt that she was more troublesome than Beibei because she was no longer a child and it was no longer time to bab and learn language. Learning language at this time would be half the effort with half the effort.
"Why don't you go to the Chinese-Japanese class?"
"Because my mother wants me to go to Europe and I must learn English and French."
"Then why not hire a tutor?"
"My mother said the school environment is better."
“Don’t Japan have schools?”
"Yes, but my mother said..."
It was her mother saying it again!
He understood that she was a good daughter who listened to her mother. She would do whatever her mother said.
Therefore, he couldn't escape, so he could only teach her patiently.
During class, the teacher only spoke English or French, which she knew little about, so he had to translate for her. He first converted English and French into Japanese, and then spoke it to her.
After class, everything was spoken in Chinese on the radio, at the cafeteria window, and in the mobile classroom. She still couldn't understand it, so he had to help her translate Chinese into Japanese.
At the end of the day, he didn't know how many words he had to say to her, more than he had said to anyone in the previous week!
After a week, he became impatient.
After a month, he went crazy.
"Bo Anrui, I received a letter today. Please help me read it. What is written on it?"
He glanced at it lightly, it was a love letter.
The person who wrote the letter is second in his class, and his Japanese is pretty good, just a little bit worse than him.
If she agrees to date that person, then he will be relaxed in the future, right?
He thought a little bit despicably.
"He said he likes you and wants you to be his girlfriend. He said he will always be good to you!" He translated to her, with a hint of encouragement in his tone.
But she frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "How could he be nice to me? Even though he knew that my Chinese was not good, he still wrote in Chinese!"
"This shows that he is sincere. He is telling you that he can teach you Chinese in the future." He tried his best to persuade him to get rid of himself as soon as possible. "This letter he wrote is very good. His true feelings are revealed between the lines, and his handwriting is also very good."
It’s very neat and you can see that a lot of care was put into it.”
"You think I should accept him?"
"I don't know, but if someone did this to me, I would be very touched." He tried to hypnotize her.
She pursed her lips and said nothing, as if she was thinking about something.
"Think about it!" he urged her.
"I will, I will go back and think about it." She said seriously, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome." He shook his head hypocritically.
It could be seen that she was a little moved.
The next day, he waited for her good news, but what he waited for was a love letter from her to him!
"You said yesterday, if someone does this to you, you will definitely accept it!" She looked at him expectantly, her eyes full of bright excitement.
"No, I didn't say that. I mean, I will definitely be very moved. But being moved doesn't mean accepting it, understand?" He corrected her.
But she didn't know how to flinch at all. She blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at him expectantly, "Are you moved? Can you let me be your girlfriend?"
Of course not!
He is just her classmate and deskmate now, and he is already so troublesome. What if he becomes a boyfriend and girlfriend?
In his life plan, he would not fall in love so early, and she was not the kind of girl he expected.
What he wants is an independent girl who is smart and capable. She does not need to make a lot of money, but she will at least have a career of her own in the future. She will not be too clingy and does not need him to take care of her all the time. Two people
Respect each other and give each other their own space.
And she? Even the language level is so troublesome, let alone other things. Although foreign languages can be learned slowly, she joined the class, dressed in famous brands, and listened to her mother in everything.
The suffering eldest lady did not meet his expectations at all.
He always knew what he wanted, so he refused her without hesitation.
"I'm sorry, I can't promise you!" When he said this, he saw her expression stiffen.
He didn't look away and didn't allow himself to escape. He wanted to reject her face to face, directly and completely.
However, she was not intimidated by his indifference.
"Why? As far as I know, you don't have a girlfriend. Am I not beautiful?"
"It's so ugly!" he said stubbornly.
But she smiled.
The next day, he found the returned love letter on his desk.
He threw it directly into the trash can.
On the third day, she picked up the love letter from the trash can and placed it in front of him again.
He tore it apart in front of her.
On the fourth day, she pasted the broken letters piece by piece and handed them to him again.
He got up and posted it on the school bulletin board.
No girl can endure such humiliation.
He thought she would give up this time, right?
"Ding dong——" The doorbell rang, interrupting his memories.
The visitor was none other than Wuyou, who looked dissatisfied with his desires.
I almost succeeded today, but it was all because of dad’s phone being broken!
"An'an, I think I can only talk to you about this kind of thing, because we are in the same boat! If you think about it, we are actually not too young, but we are still chubby, which is really unjustifiable!
"
"I'm not."
"I remember when your dad and my dad were the same age, we were both so tall..." Wuyou suddenly stopped speaking, with a look of disbelief and a heavy blow. Why? Why did God only treat him like this?
cruel?
"What did you say? You're not? How could you not be? When did it happen?"