When you were in school, did you feel that many school beauties and class beauties were pursued by a group of people who were completely unworthy of them?
Why do many boys who don’t look like much have very beautiful girlfriends?
Slowly sort out your thoughts. When you were in school, as long as you were thick-skinned and dared to pursue a girl, and confessed her love to her face to face, even if she rejected you, you might succeed after confessing her love a few times.
Why?
environment.
The school is basically closed. Every day when you enter the school, the people you come into contact with are from the same class or school.
If a group of people whisper in your ears that your suitor is here every day, or whisper in your ears about your suitor every day, it is simply a joke. This kind of noise turns into gossip, and everyone says that you are a couple.
, others also recognized that you are a couple.
If you are stuck in this kind of environment for a long time, your thinking will be affected, and you will feel that you are a couple. In your deep consciousness, after countless reminders from others, you will feel that you are a couple, so you will feel towards that person.
The pursuer will develop a good impression of her, care about her, and be interested in her.
Four words can sum it all up, and it's awe-inspiring.
Whether it's school, work, or a gathering of friends, other people's voices often give people a psychological hint, especially if there are many people talking, you will feel that everyone may be right.
What to do if you don’t have a girlfriend? Some people will choose several methods, such as going to vocational education, technical school, working in a factory, or finding a job in a company with relatively many girls.
It’s just a matter of fancy. The working environment, scene, and personnel are fixed. As long as you are willing to pay a small amount of money to treat someone to a meal and have someone help you match them up, or pursue the person and let others help to cheer you up, the success rate is very high.
No, as soon as Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin walked into the apartment building, an oncoming old lady carrying a vegetable basket looked at Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin and said, 'You just moved here? I've never seen you two before.
I live on the 19th floor. Which floor do you live on? Have you joined our resident group? We will help each other in the future. When did you two move here?'
"Auntie, this is my sister. I have rented this place before and rarely come here. We are not a couple. You may have misunderstood." Zhao Mingyang explained again.
The little cousin nodded and said nothing.
The old lady laughed loudly and said: "You look at me like this, your old eyes are blurred, I'm sorry. I saw that you are a talented man and a beautiful woman. You are such a perfect match. I thought you were a couple. I'm sorry."
Zhao Mingyang didn't say anything. If Xu Qingqing saw it, she would be really confused. Why is the old aunt selling flowers here?
Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin swiped their cards to enter the elevator. The elevator door closed. The old lady quickly walked out of the building, looked at the little girl selling flowers and shouted: 'Nini, are the flowers sold?'
"I sold it, grandma, to the brother who came to our store yesterday afternoon. I sold it to him. According to what you told me, grandma, you promised me, take me to eat well, I want
Eat fried chicken." The little girl said.
"Let's go! Grandma will take you there. Grandma made money today and will take Nini to eat fried chicken." The old lady smiled.
"Grandma, how much money did you get when you were hungry?" the little girl asked.
"One thousand~ Don't tell others, they only have three hundred and one person." The old lady looked at the four men and women carrying bags. They were all found by posting part-time jobs online. They easily got three hundred, and it was the same for them.
Is it worth it? Can college students work part-time? They can also work part-time as extras. It depends on how you use it. Some college students can get part-time jobs with 51.
The elevator stopped at the 16th floor and opened the door. Zhao Mingyang and his little cousin walked out.
Arriving at Room 1605, Zhao Hongyang entered the password to open the door. When he pushed the door open, his little cousin saw a row of long lamps and glass cabinets on both sides of the wall. The cabinets were filled with various figurines.
Marvel, DC, Nintendo game characters, and Japanese classic anime characters are all here.
"This is my secret base. Whenever I have new things, I will put them here. I put them in another place before, but I was afraid of being stolen. There are people guarding here, and the scenery is good. Come here and I will show you
Awesome, I have a Lu Fei figure that just arrived here. It’s an extra-large size and hasn’t been unboxed yet. Let’s unbox and assemble it together today!
I spent all the money I earned on this. I worked part-time to buy this when I was in college. If my family found out, they would beat me to death. My colleagues would say that I wasted my time playing with things and bought these useless things, but I know
You must understand me."
The little cousin suddenly became interested and said, "I understand you very well. This is my dream room."
Looking at the small room, there are all kinds of figures and some animation peripheral products, many of which are limited editions, and there are also costumes and props that are one-to-one.
"Do you have so many comic books?" The little cousin walked towards a summer vacation. There were thousands of comic books, many of which had been read many times at a glance.
"Yes, I have loved reading comics since I was a child. I had the same idea as you before, that I wanted to make animations when I grew up, but unfortunately I didn't insist on it and I didn't have the perseverance, so I admire you for being able to persist in your own persistence.
Let me show you this, a manuscript I drew before, and give me your opinion."
Zhao Mingyang opened a plywood, which was full of drawing manuscripts. Hao Ren drew them for fun. He also had a dream of being a cartoonist, but he knew at a glance that he was not a talented player, and he didn't post it online. He was just himself.
I was just painting for fun, but what Zhao Mingyang wanted was this effect. It was so professional that Zhao Mingyang couldn’t even answer.
"You really draw it yourself, but judging from your manuscript, it can only be considered entry-level. You should find a teacher to teach you." said the little cousin.
"Hey~ I'm too busy with work and don't have time. Mainly because there are too many teachers now. I don't know who the real teacher is. Many of them are half-baked. How is your painting? Why don't you be my teacher? Don't worry.
I’ll give you tuition.” Zhao Mingyang said.
"I can't! I'm still in the learning stage. How about I introduce you to a teacher?" said the little cousin.
"Don't deny yourself, you can draw it for me. I'm so old. It's embarrassing to find a teacher. I'm afraid of being scolded. Come on! I'll give you the drawing board and brushes. You can draw me. I've always wanted to
I want a portrait. I don’t know if I will be honored to receive your painting today, my sister." Zhao Mingyang smiled.
Zhang Zifeng was a little at a loss, and she couldn't refuse. She looked at Zhao Mingyang with her pen and said, "Then you find a place to sit, and I will draw for you."
"No! You sit down first, I will draw it for you, and then make a comparison. You will also know how big the gap between us is. Where do I need to improve? Can you give me some pointers?" Zhao Mingyang said.
Zhang Zifeng said with a restrained look on his face: "Are you going to draw it for me?"
"Yeah, what's the matter? I haven't painted for anyone yet. I'll give it to you for the first time. See how amateur I am. This is showing off in front of Guan Gong. Just sit here and don't move. I
Let me paint for you." Zhao Mingyang took the drawing board and brush and couldn't help but started painting without giving his little cousin a chance to refuse.
His eyes were fixed on his little cousin, and her heartbeat was a little faster. This was blatant. The two looked at each other in a closed space. Zhao Mingyang stood up and turned on the surround speakers. Music came from the room, a very old song.
The English song "This Love Can Wait".
The little cousin looked at Zhao Mingyang. This was the first time she looked at Zhao Mingyang seriously. He painted so seriously and with great concentration.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little subtle, and a kind of ambiguity spread in the air. The little cousin was new to the world, and the sunshine outside the window, Zhao Mingyang's face, and the music played all became imprints of her adolescence.
Little did she know that she had fallen into a trap set by a hunter.