Shi Wang finally spoke up, "I really don't like unequal relationships. I was forced by my mother to stay in this relationship with Dai Wei, but the girl I like is different."
Chen Wanghan immediately exclaimed, "Why is it different?"
As he thought about his daytime nap, his voice suddenly softened: "She is a very kind and gentle person. To me, there is no looking up to her or inequality. Under the bright moon in the clear night, our radiance is similar."
At least he had an idea in his mind and guessed that she should treat him differently.
Chen Wanghan couldn't forget the cold at this moment. He only felt a chill all over his body, and goose bumps stood up all over his body: "I can't stand it. Look at you, you are no different from a love-struck person."
Shi Wang said slowly, "When you were in school, you were much more excessive than me when chasing girls. Every day I heard you say she was so cute and interesting."
Chen Wanghan's toes were almost like perpetual motion machines: "Stop talking about it. The past is too painful to recall."
Sometimes I laugh lightly.
When Zhu Jiang came to pick her up, Zhu Mian's bracelet was hooked by the car door and suddenly broke and fell to the ground. Zhu Jiang hurriedly picked it up for her, but when he saw the words on the bracelet, he was so shocked that his mouth opened slightly.
The tag on the bracelet had Zhuomian's name written on it, and a line of small words read Nancheng No. 13 Middle School.
It is the school emblem of the high school where I sleep.
It’s just that I wore it upside down before, so all I could see was a rose gold badge on my wrist, and I couldn’t tell it was the school badge at all.
It was a bracelet made by Zhuomian by removing the pin of the school badge, grinding the back flat, drilling holes on both sides, and stringing them together with a chain.
Zhu Jiang was a little surprised: "Mianmian, why...are you wearing your high school badge on your wrist?"
Xiaomian took it and said calmly, "Our school used to have a tradition of exchanging school badges with graduating seniors, just in case they forgot about us. I gave it to someone once, and they threw it away. But I found it again and put it on a string."
Zhu Jiang froze.
Zhumian fastened the broken part and put it back on her wrist, her tone indifferent, as if the past events were no longer worth her attention: "It's been a long time. I wear it just to remind myself."
Zhu Jiang asked, "Remind yourself of what?"
Zhumian leaned against the cushion and whispered, "Tell yourself that I am precious and important, more important than anyone else. Others discard me like trash because they lack vision and are unworthy of me. But I deserve the best person to wear it forever. I am the best person."
Zhu Jiang sat in the front, not daring to imagine what Zhu Mian must have felt during the years she wore the bracelet: "That person didn't know how to cherish it. He was short-sighted."
Zhuomian smiled and closed his eyes to take a nap.
From the moment she put it on, it has always been as precious as a pearl in her eyes. She cherishes it even though others don't.
She is her own leader, little daughter, and pursuer.
She will give herself whatever she wants and doesn't need anyone to give it to her.
Dignity and freedom are far above love.
Men are always just embellishments.
From then on, she loved herself the most and would never sacrifice her dignity for someone who made her heart beat for a few moments but hurt her repeatedly.
That's not worth it.
Zhuomian stroked the school badge.
Some people are very brilliant at the beginning, with real brightness and brightness. When she once listed all their advantages, she could say a basketful of them, and all of them could make her heart beat fast.
The first time they met was also very beautiful, but later, she gradually didn't recognize him anymore. He seemed to have become a different person. He took away the time she once had and replaced her with a man who made her feel strange, who only spoke harshly and wasted her true love.
The minds of old friends change easily, yet they say that the minds of old friends change easily.
The young man who was full of vigor and vitality that I liked at first became a complete stranger to me later.
The cell phone suddenly rang. Zhu Mian opened his eyes and looked down. It was Liu Wei.
It's also surprising that when the company wanted to suppress her, her agent actually contacted her.
Xiaomian answered the phone: "Sister Liu, what's wrong?"
Liu Wei blamed himself and said, "Zhu Mian, I'm really sorry. I tried my best, but the senior management didn't listen to my advice. They teamed up with the platform to directly reclaim your account. Because your account was registered with Tingyun Media, they almost completely took control of your account."
Daytime sleep is clear.
Now that her account has been taken away, she has no chance to clarify or gain fans.
The top management of Tingyun Media will definitely release some negative information about her.
Xiaomian suddenly laughed: "These days are really as endless as Louis XVI."
Liu Wei was surprised and asked, "Aren't you angry?"
Instead, Zhumian's smile became even brighter: "What's the point of being angry? If being angry could prevent Feng Chi from harming me, I would have gone crazy a long time ago. Why would I wait until now?"
Liu Wei, however, still couldn't let it go, his breathing slowing down. "I'm sorry, I just returned to the workplace not long ago, and my say in Tingyun is too small, so I can't fight for anything for you."
Of course, Liu Wei used to be very successful and capable, and she brought out many popular artists. However, she resigned to have a child and raised the child to two years old. Tingyun no longer had a place for her. This time, even if she argued with many people, she could not change the decision of the top management.
She watched helplessly as the artists she had brought up fell, and she couldn't accept it no matter what.
But what can she do if she is unwilling? She can only be unwilling.
After hanging up the phone, Zhumian sent a message to Qin Jing. The man on the other end should have just finished school. Qin Jing replied quickly: "Besides the S-level contract, do you want a studio?"
Sleeping during the day: "Of course, but they might be exposing some negative information about me soon. Is that a big deal?"
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