"There's really no room for negotiation on this matter. The emotions that occurred during treatment aren't real. Even if you tell others about them, they won't be legally recognized. Please understand that they're all virtual, a treatment..."
Even though he kept wiping his sweat, the dean still insisted on finishing what he was saying.
Mr. Xu is very considerate, unlike the young master who came here and made a fuss yesterday. He was wiping his tears and crying, but that was not fake, because that was his girlfriend.
"I know." Mr. Xu said, his voice clear and steady, not embarrassing.
The dean breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that someone who understood the situation had finally arrived.
However, Mr. Xu, who was "sensible", dealt him another blow with his next words.
"I don't want to pester her, I just want to know her basic information." Mr. Xu said in a gentle tone.
What’s the difference! The dean was furious. People of your class, if they know the basic information, can’t they find out everything?
But he really couldn't afford to offend Mr. Xu. Just as he was feeling conflicted, someone knocked on the door.
Mr. Xu stood up and said, "The dean is busy, so I won't bother you for now."
The dean was ecstatic as if he had been pardoned.
"I'll come back at this time tomorrow," said Mr. Xu.
The dean was hit hard.
After finally seeing off this great god, a new guest came in. This guest had an elegant and easygoing temperament, and looked mature and decent.
"What's the matter?" the dean asked with a smile.
"You have a patient here, his name is Yu Huan, right?" the guest asked.
The dean's smile fell.
Outside the office, a young man wearing trendy brand clothes was about to knock on the door when the nurse on duty reminded him, "The dean is receiving guests."
"Thank you. I'll wait a moment." The boy nodded politely and raised his mask to cover his face a little tighter.
After a while, a boy wearing headphones came over with a wrist guard wrapped around his wrist.
"There's someone inside." The boy wearing a mask reminded.
"Oh." The boy wearing headphones responded and stood behind him. "Wait a moment then."
…
After finally fooling another person, the dean felt that the hair around his head was about to be lost.
I opened the door exhausted, and wow, there was already a long queue outside.
Young stars, popular e-sports players, top students from famous universities, elites from top companies...
The dean closed the door again.
The nurse came to convey the director's words, saying that no guests would be received today.
The polite people in the queue suddenly became anxious, each with their own complaints. They had an important matter on their minds, and how could they disappear without even hearing the news?
They all felt that their concerns were unique and no one understood them, but they didn't know that everyone present was here for the same thing.
The scene was extremely lively.
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I was reluctant to leave, but the pressure on my hands and spine caused by long-term incorrect postures urgently required me to rest for a while, so it was time to say goodbye.
Huanhuan is the longest story I have ever written, lasting from October last year to July this year.
Huanhuan is lively and full of life. Her family's love has taught her the importance of loving herself first, so she is always able to express herself openly, letting others know her happiness and sadness.
Sometimes she can be a little naughty, bullying, lazy, and angry at people. She is not a perfect person, and the nourishment of love has given her some minor flaws.
This book has been loved by many people, but it has also received a lot of criticism. Looking back, there were indeed some problems, and I am truly sorry.
I am a person who can easily empathize with others. When I was a child, whenever I saw characters in books being hurt or tortured, I would always feel pain.
I like warm and down-to-earth things, so this tendency occasionally appears in my writing.
I am short-sighted and impatient. When I read, I always focus on the emotional line and always skip the explanation of the world view and plot, so that I don’t learn anything in this area. The plot and world creation are very poor.
As I write, some of the intrigues, thrills and heavy parts will become as innocent as the fairy tales in children's books.
well.
This book has many shortcomings and deficiencies, but I never thought of losing myself.
Huanhuan’s character is adorable, and she expresses her emotions as directly as a child.
I don't know how to let her retain these qualities after she has her own career. I always feel that she will lose something, either her innocence or her happiness and freedom.
So I never developed my career.
I can't imagine how she became a mother, and I can't accept the sight of her breastfeeding her child.
So until the end, she is still herself, happy and free-spirited.
Sometimes, I give the male protagonists many excellent qualities. I make them handsome, come from a prominent family, and have outstanding abilities.
Sometimes I would suddenly use a lot of words to describe them, but I didn’t mean to write about how outstanding they are. I just encountered a problem and felt that they deserve Huanhuan only if they have so much.
I've gained a lot in the past six months. I'm really happy that so many people like Huanhuan, and I'm also touched by everyone's perseverance in following her.
I know everyone is reluctant to leave, and I am reluctant to leave too.
For such a long time, Huanhuan has almost become a part of my life. I don’t know how I will be able to adapt to the days when I no longer meet her in the book every day after the book is finished.
After it is finished, I will occasionally write some interesting stories about Huanhuan in the book.
The original intention of writing this book is to allow everyone to find some relaxing moments in it when they are busy with work or heavy with study.
So, when we say goodbye, I wish you all happiness, freedom, and the ability to always choose yourself firmly. I hope we will meet again.
The book is finished.
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