Empty Window Time(4)

He left the auditorium depressed and flushed his face in the restroom, when there were cries coming from the women's restroom next door, and he could hear that it was the girl who had handed him a love letter, who had been speaking on stage in front of him.A girl stood proudly holding her chest to the side, the girl was crying very hard, sitting on her knees in a messy manner, her hands were clipped by the girl's friends.The girl's family is very good, and Qin Huai is considered to know each other since childhood, her name is Lu Boehmer, excellent and beautiful, this time she is the first in the whole school for drama, she is going to make a debut in the future, and her family is also in the entertainment company."Boehmeria."Qin Huai gently called her name at the door, Lu Boehmer stopped the joint forces and turned her head to see him, "Qin Huai, looking for me for something?"Her tone wasn't very good, she should have lost her temper, Qin Huai didn't look at the girl on the ground, he just reminded her, "Someone's going to pass by here at the end of the ceremony later, your hair is a bit messy."He naturally straightened her broken hair for her, and Lu Joint Forces also made a date with him to go to Qin Huai's house to play at noon on the weekend.Before leaving, the double ponytail girl cried out, "Qin Huai, don't go."Qin Huai twisted his head and left without hesitation.

In the second semester of his sophomore year of high school, as soon as the school year started, Qin Huai felt the malice, first of all it was the girl with the double ponytail and her friend, who shrilly screamed and cursed, "Qin Huai you just stood there all the time and watched her being humiliated and pushed and shoved and you didn't even want to move a bit!Are you blind?The heart is colder than steel!"Qin Huai felt puzzled, his tone flat: "It's none of my business."The girl's friend was furious, her voice trembling, "She likes you, everyone knows that!She didn't even dare to fight back, she just wanted you to help him!Do you know how much he's been wronged?She's the best at art in the whole school, and you're nothing but that stinking pile of money, and she still likes you!Is this how you treat her?"Qin Huai felt a headache, "So what?She must have done something to piss off the Joint Forces, I believe that the Joint Forces wouldn't do that for no reason, since it's her business, there's no need for me to get involved blindly, and it's not like I know her well, I don't have to like her just because she likes me.""Just because you're friends you can play deaf and dumb?That you're innocent?You didn't do anything from start to finish!"The friend was unforgiving.Qin Huai was silent, his fingers unconsciously clenched for a moment but quickly loosened, whispering, "You don't understand."The other party was completely enraged and emotional: "Of course I don't understand!I don't understand your ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness!You believe whatever Lu Joint Forces say, you a guy who is nothing but money, you don't deserve to be liked at all!"Qin Huai ignored her and crossed over to go back to the classroom, leaving her there to prattle on and on.

Qin Huai handed over his new book manuscript to the Literature Club, the president of the Literature Club was the one who was number one in language in the whole school, he and Qin Huai were also old acquaintances, under his care every time Qin Huai finished writing his manuscript he could bring it to him to take a look."Put it here!"He looked up from the tall sea of books and casually pointed to the small stack of manuscripts beside him, then buried his head in his studies again.In addition to classes, the president of the Literature Club had to sit in the library a lot, and all the students who wanted to contribute to the school newspaper would submit their manuscripts on paper with the school's watermark in between classes, and the qualified ones would be handed over to the Art Club for layout and illustration after being reviewed by the members of the Literature Club.I don't know why he asked for it and came to be the president.Qin Huai put the manuscript away and was attracted by the name of the manuscript below and read it out to himself, "Cheng Jinyun, Senior Class A, Misty Depths."The president's hearing was good and responded to him, "She's always written well, but it's a pity that she chose to go for science, look at it, it's a suspense novel.She's also a member of our literature club ..."Qin Huai opened his mouth after hearing about the Literature Club, "Can I enter the Literature Club?"The president of the club was rarely silent for a while, and only after a while did he reply, "Forget it, I'll let you have that colonel paper if you want it this time, but not the Literature Club.""Why?"Qin Huai regretted it just as he asked, isn't this asking a question knowingly?"The Literature Club is my last bottom line, every member of the Literature Club is strictly selected to come in, at least they have to borrow over a thousand books from the library, have a language score of over one hundred and thirty, and also test their general knowledge of culture in many ways, I'm sorry, Ah Huai, there's really no way for me to give you this.I can't give you that. Why don't I just post your article for you?You haven't logged it in for a long time, I'll have Cheng Jin Yun touch it up for you, and you go back to your class and wait, okay?"The president hesitated, embarrassed."It's okay, I'll just ask casually, is it okay if I sit over here and read these manuscripts?It won't get messed up, just read it."After receiving an affirmative answer from the president, Qin Huai picked a seat and sat down, and began to flip through the manuscripts of his classmates in his hands.In the end, he quietly left through the back door, taking his manuscript with him. His articles were far inferior to those Literature Club members who were always at the top of the list, but as long as he submitted his manuscripts, they were bound to make it into the school newspaper.In the beginning he wrote because he decided to write because it was his achievement alone, but today it seems that his work, like his place in the class, is still given by his parents, no, I should say it's the money.