Then, slideshows were displayed on the crystal screen of the auditorium, and a row of big words, which was the title of Ye Jia’s speech today:
The difference between mental illness and daydreaming
The difference between mental illness and daydreaming!
Feng Feng felt his mind buzzing, Ye Jia's voice was so gentle and pleasant, but she was confused and kept wondering whether she was a mentally ill or a daydream patient?
This is the purpose of Dr. Ye Jia invited him here today? Did he regard himself as a mental illness or a daydream patient?
I don’t know when the speech has ended. [26nbsp;]
The crowd kept flowing out, and many people ran to find Ye Jia to sign his autograph, but they were all blocked. Ye Jia is not a star, he doesn't like this. Although he is gentle and graceful, it does not mean that he will not refuse him.
A business you don't like.
Feng Feng also walked out with the crowd, and the sun had already set westward outside.
She saw Ye Jia and others coming out of another door. At the door, there was a RV parked. A very dignified and beautiful woman got out of the car. Facing Ye Jia, Ye Jia turned around and waved to everyone and got on the RV.
,Then,
The car passed through the campus boulevard and went out...
Feng Feng kept watching from a distance quietly. In fact, in the crowd, she just glanced at it quickly, but she was still standing there stubbornly, watching Ye Jia's blurry back from afar as she got into the car.
Watching the car disappear,
Suddenly he laughed.
Ye Jia, he is a stranger!
The distance between himself and him is just like the distance between his second-hand bicycle and this RV.
Ye Jia is a stranger, just a stranger who is similar to Gaye.
I met him by chance. I guess he curiously invited him to attend this speech out of professional habits. That's all, it's ridiculous that I actually had a deep fantasy-
He is Gaye, he is the Gaye who is kind and considerate to him. No matter among the thousands of people, he can see himself at a glance and recognize himself, just like when he was in a ancestral temple, obeying himself and telling him.
A huge and unpleasant story.
But no, he is not Gaye, he is Ye Jia, he is Ye Jia who doesn't know him at all. And he is probably just strangers who like girls who admire his appearance or fame.
She stood blankly under a tall French sycamore tree, looking at the sun that had already sunset, tears fell from her eyes.