"Boom boom"
The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally gave way to a muffled thunder. The faces of the people on the street changed, and they all started walking, hurrying home.
There was only a yellow Pikachu doll that wandered from one end of the street to the other, turned around, and wandered back again.
The doll seemed tireless and swayed back and forth for half an hour. Finally, the sound of a bell interrupted her steps.
"Hello?" Lin Yike came back to his senses and looked around in confusion, as if he didn't know how he had just ended up in this place.
"Yiyi, are you okay?" Zhao Siru on the other end of the phone also heard what happened to her best friend. She comforted her timidly, fearing that she would touch her best friend's sore spot. After all, this was not just a trivial quarrel, but a major event that concerned her whole life.
"Ah?" Lin Yike's mind was in turmoil, but she said nothing for a long time. She just smiled bitterly and replied, "It's okay, I just suddenly don't know what to do." As soon as she said this, tears welled up in her eyes. She hurriedly looked up, fearing that she would collapse in the street and be seen by passers-by, and be on the social news tomorrow morning.
When she was in high school, teachers of various subjects kept nagging her, making her feel that college was her only way out in life. She worked very hard and finally walked across the single-plank bridge that thousands of people were vying for, only to find that the colorful world on the other side of the bridge suddenly had a pass that blocked her out.
This feeling of powerlessness is like beating an egg through ten meters of cotton. The egg is obviously easy to break, and even though she has used all her strength, she cannot shake it at all. She needs someone to help her remove the cotton.
"Oh, oh, don't be sad. I envy you. You don't have to go to school anymore. You are free and can go see the colorful world outside. You can make a lot of money and hug piles of handsome guys. Emma, I'm moved just thinking about it!" Zhao Siru persuaded loudly, and laughed foolishly from time to time.
Perhaps infected by the laughter that kept coming from the receiver, Lin Yike cursed jokingly, but he didn't feel so sad anymore: "That's easy for you to say, making money in handfuls, but I can only lose my hair in handfuls."
"Just shut up! Your hair is just like the Lion King's. If I didn't have a conscience, I would go to your house one night, pull out all your hair, and weave a wig for me!"
Listening to the loud arguments from the other side, Lin Yike smiled and smoothed her thick long hair without saying anything else.
"Honestly, what are you going to do next? Don't tell me you're going to distribute flyers in the supermarket for the rest of your life." Zhao Siru said with a serious face, and finally brought the subject back.
"What else can I do?" Lin Yike asked back, "I'm afraid I can't go to university. My current academic qualifications are not enough to help me find a good job!"
Lin Yike's words were a bit decadent, but also so realistic.
"That's not necessarily true!" Zhao Siru almost died of anger after hearing Lin Yike's words.
My best friend is always ranked first in a key high school. I can't even catch up with her even if I try my best. Now she, a gifted child, can't go to school, while I, a half-baked high school student, have already packed my bags and are ready to enter a higher education institution. How can I not sigh?
Especially when she saw Lin Yike's high spirits, Zhao Siru lamented the unfairness of fate even more. At the same time, she was also worried about Lin Yike: "You must not give up on yourself. In today's society, it's very easy for a girl to find a way to make money quickly!"
This...
"Get lost!" Lin Yike said bluntly. No matter how down and out she was, she wouldn't lower herself into the mud: "Dad, I only sell my art, not my body!"
"What are you thinking? How can I let you buy meat?" Zhao Siru, who was taken advantage of, hurriedly tried to get back at him, trying to get a higher generation than the other party in various ways.
"But I happen to have a good way to make money by performing. I heard from my dad that his company is recruiting new anchors. With your conditions, it would be a shame to hand out flyers for the rest of your life. Why don't you try there? There are no academic requirements. As long as you are lucky, you can make money. And if you are really lucky, the money won't come in handfuls, but in piles flying in front of you." Zhao Siru, who was well versed in this, was busy coming up with an idea.
"Anchor? Sister, are you serious?" Lin Yike looked herself up and down. "How can I be so perfect with my curves where they should be curves and my curves where they should be curves? I'm not well educated, so don't try to fool me!"
"Speaking of luck, do you think I, who can eat a bucket of noodles without even a fork, have it?" Lin Yike retorted quietly, recalling her sad memories.
After these words were spoken, Zhao Siru across from her paused. Indeed, her bestie was truly unlucky. She had no fork to eat instant noodles, no gun to land on when playing games, and when she wanted to reward herself for losing weight, she happily packed a bowl of rice noodles and returned to the dormitory ready to feast, only to discover that the aunt was too busy and forgot to put the rice noodles in. She only took back a bag of vegetables. She wanted to go back to the cafeteria to get her rice noodles, but found the dormitory door locked. During the afternoon class, she almost fainted from hunger...
Zhao Siru always felt that it was a miracle that Lin Yike lived to this age!
"Oh, haven't you heard this saying, 'Small success depends on promotion, big success depends on fate'? It doesn't matter if we don't have luck in our destiny. I'll ask my dad to give you more recommendations. Even if you can't become a big star, at least you can make some extra money and support yourself!" Zhao Siru gained confidence as she kept trying to persuade him, as if she had already seen how successful her best friend was as a first-line anchor.
As she spoke, she hurriedly found her father's contact information. As long as Lin Yike nodded, she would go and beg her father to open a back door for her.
"Then have you ever thought about what talents I can perform, a deadly dance, or a death singer? Netizens are not blind or deaf, how can they like me?!" Lin Yike curled her lips. Ever since she saw an old lady vomiting after singing last time, she has decided to stop singing and no longer bring trouble to the world.
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