The 108 calls you received are all calls I want to hear your voice.
——"Your Call"
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The weather in Haicheng was a bit bad in early July, and Lin Jing received text messages with yellow rainstorm warnings for several days in a row.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, outside the window, the sky was filled with dark clouds, making it so dark that it was difficult to tell the difference between day and night.
Lin Jing turned on the computer again and checked the college entrance examination scores, feeling as heavy as the weather outside the window.
She has always done very well in studies, she is one of the top students in her grade, and her performance in the mock exams before the college entrance examination was very stable.
Everyone thought she was stable, but it turned out that she failed the college entrance examination.
On the day when her college entrance examination scores could be checked, she was the first in her class to receive a call from her class teacher. When the class teacher heard her scores, she was silent for two seconds before saying, "I passed one, it's pretty good."
"
Through the phone, Lin Jing could feel the loss of the head teacher.
After that, I received calls from various classmates. After hearing her scores, everyone's reaction was similar to that of the class teacher.
"Ah? Are you kidding?"
"Are you sure you don't need to add 1 to the first digit?"
"Lin Jing, did you enter the wrong admission ticket number and were checking someone else's score?"
"..."
In fact, Lin Jing's college entrance examination scores were not that bad, but compared to her usual scores in simulated exams, the difference was a bit too much.
On the day when the college entrance examination scores came out, Jiang Wan personally checked her scores with her admission ticket. When she saw the results, Jiang Wan did not comfort her with disappointment like the head teacher did, nor did she dare to do so like her classmates.
She didn't believe her, and she didn't point at her and yell at her like some grumpy parents with bad tempers. Her expression was very calm, almost indifferent. She didn't say anything, she just stared at the scores on the computer for a few seconds.
Then she got up and left her room.
After that, Jiang Wan never spoke to her again, stopped eating three meals a day, and when he saw her at home, he treated her as if she didn't exist.
What Lin Jing fears most is Jiang Wan's cold violence towards her, and what she can't stand the most is Jiang Wan's cold violence towards her.
She has lost count of how many days Jiang Wan has been so indifferent to her. At first, she would take the initiative to talk to Jiang Wan and even pick him up from work, but Jiang Wan always
He treated her like air and didn't even take a look at her.
As time passed, Lin Jing began to feel anxious about this. Especially in the past week, she had frequent chest tightness and often woke up at night or suffered from insomnia.
Lin Jing took a deep breath, turned off the computer in front of him, picked up his phone, and pulled out Jiang Wan's WeChat account.
——"Mom, I'm sorry."
——"Mom, I was wrong."
——"Mom, it's my fault that I didn't do well in the exam..."
Lin Jinglu wrote more than a dozen messages one after another, but she deleted them all in the end. Lin Jing, who really couldn't figure out how to reconcile with Jiang Wan, picked up her phone anxiously for a while, and suddenly something flashed through her mind.
one person.
Someone I haven't spoken to in a long time.
her father.
Lin Zhengru.
Lin Zhengru and Jiang Wan divorced in her freshman year of high school. Three months before the divorce, Jiang Wan kicked Lin Zhengru out of the master bedroom for some unknown reason. After that, no matter how Lin Zhengru talked down to Jiang Wan,
While talking, Jiang Wan didn't even show an expression to Lin Zhengru. It was probably because Lin Zhengru had had enough. One morning, he broke a glass angrily and told Jiang Wan to get a divorce.
The two people completed the divorce procedures that morning. Lin Zhengru left home cleanly, and the house, car, and children all belonged to Jiang Wan.
Lin Jing didn't have Lin Zhengru's phone number in her cell phone, but she remembered it.
She pressed the eleven numbers one after another, and then dialed.
The phone rang several times before it was answered.
"who?"
As the unfamiliar voice settled, a sleepy yawn came from the other end of the phone.
When did Lin Zhengru's voice become so young and beautiful?
Lin Jing blinked, looked at the phone screen, and found that he had pressed "5" in the phone number instead of "6".
She subconsciously wanted to apologize, but before the words came to her lips, the person on the other end of the phone said again: "Hello?"
Probably because she didn't say anything for a long time, the person over there was a little irritable, and his voice was particularly impatient, as if he was about to curse at any time.
But it was this unfriendly, somewhat fierce "hello" that made Lin Jing shake his fingers and stop the "excuse me" from his mouth.
She seemed to know who the person opposite was...
No, it’s not like, it’s just...
It's the moment that the Internet becomes extremely popular.
Lin Jing couldn't help but swallowed, and then heard the person on the other end of the phone say "hello" impatiently.
It feels like the voice this time doesn't sound like it's going to curse at any time, but it's like it's about to curse.
"Ah," Lin Jing instinctively opened his mouth, and in a state of nervousness, he blurted out without much thought: "Hello, sir, congratulations on winning the prize, 10,000 yuan in cash and the latest mobile phone——
"
The call was hung up without mercy.
Lin Jing listened to the beeping busy tone on his mobile phone and waited for several seconds as if in a dream before turning his head to look at the screen.
She stared at the eleven digits at the top of the call record, blinked her eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and saved the phone number that was accidentally broadcast.
——Name: Shengchang
——Mobile phone: 182******25
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This year’s Honor of Kings World Championship Finals was held in Shenzhen.
There are still two hours before the start of the game, and the outside of Chuncocoon Stadium is already overcrowded. The teams that have entered the finals are Shanghai GDT Team and Chengdu HJC Team.
Both teams are veteran teams, and the popularity of the teams is about the same. The spectators who lined up to enter the venue all held light signs in their hands. At a glance, the fans from the two teams couldn't tell the difference.
In addition to team fans, more people were holding light signs with players’ names printed on them. Among them, gdt team Miracle’s support signs were the most popular. The lights were in a uniform gold color. From a distance, people queuing up outside the stadium
The crowd was more like a circling golden dragon.
In contrast to the lively scene outside the stadium, the backstage lounge of the gdt team inside the stadium was very quiet.
On two black leather couches, there were five people gathered on one side talking in low voices. Four of them were gdt's mid laner, top laner, shooter and assistant. The other one who looked slightly older was from gdt.
Coach, there is a person lying on the sofa on the other side, with the team uniform on his head, sleeping soundly.
If his cell phone hadn't suddenly rang, it would have been difficult for anyone to discover his presence.
After hanging up the phone, he put his team uniform back on his head and became unresponsive.
The coach, who had finished the pre-match instruction with several other players, looked up at the person opposite who seemed to have fallen asleep again, and called his name: "Pomp and circumstance?"
The person on the sofa was motionless.
The coach came over and called him again: "miracle."
The lying man finally moved. After about three seconds, he slowly raised his hand to take off his uniform and sat up slowly.
The coach bent down, picked up a bottle of water from the table, and handed it to Sheng Cheng.
Sheng Cheng opened the bottle and drank half of the bottle with his head held high. Then he stood up as if he had completely sobered up.
Coach: "What time did you go to bed last night? Why are you so sleepy?"
Sheng Cheng said nothing and walked into the bathroom with a yawn.
The coach came over and asked, "Who made the call just now?"
Sheng Kuang washed his face with cold water, supported the sink, raised his eyelids and looked at the coach in the mirror, and said in a vague voice: "Liar."
The coach didn't hear clearly and looked at the boy in the mirror whose skin was so pale that it glowed cold white: "What?"
Sheng Cheng turned off the faucet, glanced at the coach blocking the door, took out two paper towels, wiped the water on his face, and said again clearly: "A female liar."