Chapter 239 Ice Breaking Operation
Wang Zixu saw a man in a suit and ties at the end of the mountain road.
A bright yellow sultry little suit, paired with a blue foam tie, and high-waisted Hollywood pants, standing tall and straight.
If he didn’t also have a red cylindrical head, he would look like a British gentleman studying at Harvard.
It doesn’t mean that his hair is red, he has no hair, but that his whole head is red——
The entire head is wrapped in a bright red carapace, and two small, round eyes, like black beans, are embedded in the bright red carapace, deep and bright.
From the top of his head, two thin and long whiskers were pulled out, hanging in the air, moving one by one, with a row of jagged tips extending down from both sides.
It’s like a lobster.
Wang Zixu rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then opened them. The lobster-headed man took out a hand from his pocket, turned his back to him, and said hello:
"Hello."
"How are you...?"
"We meet again," the man said, "Do you remember me? I am Dr. Lobster."
"Doctor Lobster?...Oh! Dr. Lobster!"
Wang Zixu suddenly understood.
This person is not a stranger, or a stranger.
He thought of the petite and strong lobster on the table at Wenwen training base, and then thought of the tables and chairs in the base and the western-style road outside the house, and felt very nostalgic.
“Ah, long time no see, long time no see, have you grown so big?”
Wang Zixu looked at Dr. Lobster up and down in surprise, with a tone similar to that of a village aunt welcoming her little nephew back from college.
Dr. Lobster has indeed grown up a lot. At first, he was just an ordinary-sized stewed prawn in the basin. Now, his body has grown dozens of times. Even his two whiskers are one meter long, and his bright red carapace is shiny.
"Thanks to you, I have been doing very well recently. I am a proud lobster."
There is no expression on Dr. Lobster's lobster head, and he can only be heard from his tone of voice that he is happy and friendly.
Wang Zixu wanted to go around to the front of him, but Dr. Lobster kept facing him with his back.
"Why are you turning your back to me?" Wang Zixu asked.
"Oh, I'm sorry," the doctor said, "As you can see, my eyes are on the top of my head, and I can only see you when my back is turned to you."
"That's it. It makes sense."
“It’s not very convenient for me personally,” the doctor said. “I’m often considered impolite or enigmatic, which is not my intention.”
Wang Zixu expressed his sympathy, and then asked, why do you come to me?
Dr. Lobster said: "I just want to ask you one thing."
"You ask."
"You offended An Younan, what should we do about the publication of "Fire in the Stone"?"
"Huh?"
Wang Zixu was stunned.
“Don’t say ‘Hey’, don’t say you haven’t thought about this problem.” Dr. Lobster put his hands in his pockets.
“The publishing opportunities that you risked your future for are all in An Younan’s hands. Isn’t that why you have been entangled with her for so long?”
Wang Zixu was silent.
“You can actually do better.” Dr. Lobster said, “You can get along with An Younan without violating ethics and morals.
"You can borrow An Younan's connections and channels. After your "Fire in the Stone" is published and wins an award, it won't be too late to break up with her.
"Instead of doing what you are doing now, hurting her heart and getting no benefits. "
Wang Zixu was silent for a long time, and then said with a wry smile: "Isn't that the same as using her? "
Dr. Lobster's two small eyes flashed with keen light: "To say ugly things is to take advantage. But I think it's to each his own. "
Dr. Lobster added: "Whether your mother or An Younan, they are all extremely self-centered people. They only care about what they want, so they all live a happy life.
"But you, my friend, you have many worries, care about responsibility, literature, and others. Seek kindness and get kindness, so your life is difficult, with more and more responsibilities, but less and less happiness. No one understands you, only literature is left.
"Her car has not driven away yet. If you turn around now, you still have time to find her and say something regretful. I believe she will forgive you. "
Dr. Lobster's two dark little eyes stared at Wang Zixu seriously.
"So, what do you mean, let me use my feelings as a bargaining chip in exchange for her resources? Wang Zixu slowly raised his head and cursed, "Who do you think I am?" ”
"I believe she will agree to this exchange. I think you can be a little selfish because you are not a god." Dr. Lobster said.
“Yes, I am a human being. But she is my sister.” Wang Zixu said.
…
The second most efficient place for information circulation in the world is the Associated Press news gathering center, and the first is the high school women’s bathroom.
Here, you can hear all the gossip in the school. The news that happened one minute, and the next minute you can hear the complete story here.
"That new An Younan is not a young lady at all." The girl stood in front of the mirror and applied La on her face. Mer repaired her essence and said, "I asked, she studied in a suburban high school before she came here. So she must not be a young lady."
The girl next to her asked: "Why do you say that?"
The girl asked her back: " Can someone from the countryside be a young lady? "
The girl next to her smiled: "That's true."
Chengjiao Middle School is a public high school in the suburbs of Donghai. It is also classified as Donghai in terms of planning. The first-class enrollment rate is very high, and many people can't get in.
But to them, it’s just a rural high school.
To be precise, as for Hangchuan Foreign Languages High School, there are only three middle schools in the East China Sea and even in the country that are not rural. The other high schools are all rural high schools.
The only difference is that some places are downright scummy rural high schools, while some high schools are less remote rural areas. Suburban high schools are considered the best among rural high schools.
But it’s still the countryside.
“She really thinks she is the eldest lady. She looks so arrogant. I get annoyed when I see her like that.”
"Yes, who can go to school outside Hangzhou and is not a eldest lady? Qingqing, your father is still a banker. Have you ever shown off anything?"
Zhou Qingqing smiled and slapped the girl next to him, and a group of girls started laughing.
It wasn’t until the bell rang that the girls left one after another.
After a long time, the toilet cubicle door opened, and An Younan walked out with a gloomy look.
As a result, you will be late for class again.
…
When An Younan walked into the classroom, everyone in the class, including the classroom, stared at her. She sat down as if nothing was wrong, and the female classmate at the same table consciously pushed the textbook past the 38th line.
“Then let’s continue the class.” The teacher in front of the podium pushed up his glasses.
Under the cover of the sound of lectures, the classmate at the next table whispered:
“Didn’t you say that you want me to tell you poetry during class?”
An You Nan put her hands together and said apologetically: "Sorry, sorry, I was delayed."
"Forget it, let's talk about it next time," the girl at the same table said, "If you are interested, I can lend you "The Words of the World"."
"Let's talk about it next time." An Younan was vague and perfunctory.
Her eyes wandered over the frayed cuffs and greasy black-rimmed glasses of the girl at the next table.
The girl at the same table is called Zhao Ci. In their class, she was one of the few students who got in based on scores rather than connections.
Compared to other students who are full of La Mer and SKⅡ, she is full of poems, lyrics, literature and other difficult things.
An Younan has just transferred to another school. Due to her natural social skills, she showed great interest in this girl's topic.
Unexpectedly, this girl seemed to have found a soulmate. During class breaks, she would chatter endlessly in her ear and tell her difficult poems.
At first, An Younan was very enthusiastic (although she felt very bored inside, she was good at making the other person think she was a good listener).
Later, she discovered that Zhao Ci was out of place in the class. Building a good relationship with her would not help integrate into the group at all, and would even be counterproductive.
Then she lost interest in talking to Zhao Ci.
…
An Younan boarded the Rolls-Royce parked at the school gate. The driver wearing sunglasses silently started the vehicle, which was cool.
She lowered the window and clearly heard whispers outside the window.
She smiled disdainfully.
No need to think, anyone can guess what those girls are talking about.
It's nothing more than "She can actually ride in this kind of car?" "Look at the license plate number..." "My dad said that if you want to ride in this car, it's not enough to have money!"
This school is indeed full of wealthy families. Any student, when it comes to their parents, they may be familiar faces on TV. The simple children of rich people may be at the bottom here.
We all have our own pride. Therefore, it is normal for Zhou Qingqing and others to think: Why are you so arrogant? Who is not a young lady?
It’s difficult to do.
When she got home, her mother was putting on makeup. She threw her schoolbag on the sofa.
“It’s the second day after transferring to another school. How are you today?” Mother asked looking in the mirror.
"Not so good," An Younan said, "The protection period for newbies will soon expire. If they find out that I am just an illegitimate daughter, I'm afraid I will be ostracized collectively."
The mother paused for a moment while putting on makeup and said: "Then we must not be discovered."
After thinking for a while, she put down her eyebrow pencil and rummaged in her bag: "I'll give you my gold membership card at Arran Pavilion. You can invite a few classmates to go."
An Younan felt that it was too rash to start throwing coins around just the second day after transferring to another school, but she still reached out and took the card.
"When did you care so much about my social life?"
Ms. An put powder on her face: "You are different now. In the past, you only had to have good grades. Now, you have to You have to do well if you cover everything."
She put down the powder, turned around and said seriously: "Your father is very concerned about your situation at school. He even asked me yesterday how you are adapting.
"Remember, I will try to get your dad to attend the next parent-teacher meeting. You must not let him down."
An Younan nodded obediently, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart.
I asked, is it considered "very concerned"?
…
Zhao Ci’s favorite subject is Chinese.
I don’t know if it’s because she likes this course that her Chinese scores are the best; or if it’s because she has the best Chinese scores that she likes this course the most.
In short, every time she comes to Chinese class, she will become unusually lively and actively interact with the teacher. Whenever she gets the opportunity to raise her hand to speak, she will be restless and scratch her head and head.
An Younan held up her cheeks and looked at her appearance from the side, feeling incomprehensible.
She has seen many people who are crazy about their hobbies. There are those who are obsessed with idols and celebrities, there are those who are obsessed with bags and cosmetics, and there are those who are obsessed with collecting antiques.
Her nature is not to be easily emotional, whether it is towards people or objects, so she did not understand this kind of emotion at first.
In her opinion, this hobby just provides a topic for communication with others. It's nothing more than conversation.
She is very good at studying these things.
You only need to collect information, imitate the words of several senior bloggers, and use a few words while being humble, and you will be able to be successful in the chat.
Because of this move, she was cited as a confidant by many people.
But she couldn’t see through Zhao Ci.
This guy doesn’t have many friends in school, his social life is basically zero, and there aren’t many people in school who like literature as much as she does.
Based on her circle of friends, the only social network she can establish through literature is probably her Chinese teacher.
If you say that you love literature just to make friends, then this is too inefficient.
She couldn’t see through this person.
When class was over, she still used to go into the women's restroom.
Today’s topic is not about her.
“Have you seen that Zhao Ci? It really makes me laugh. Every time I go to Chinese class, he jumps up and down, like a monkey.”
“The only thing she is proud of is Chinese. Grab this and show it off. ”
“You know? I always thought she was a good student and didn’t bring her cell phone to school. Then I found out that she actually did, but she kept hiding it. Do you know what cell phone she used?”
"What mobile phone?"
"It's that kind of phone for the elderly! Do you know what a phone for the elderly is? It's the kind with tablet buttons..."
An Younan has seen Zhao Ci's mobile phone. It is indeed a phone for the elderly. Its functions are limited to making calls and sending text messages.
But that was enough for her. She had only seen Zhao Ci use that phone to send text messages to his younger brother, and he also secretly downloaded txt files into the phone and read books.
She seems to have a very rare younger brother who sends text messages every day.
A good student like Zhao Ci is very transparent in the class and has no sense of presence. Normally, these girls would not pay attention to her.
But An Younan knew why they were gossiping about her here.
Because Zhao Ci had just won a prize in a literary knowledge competition, the certificate of award was posted at the school gate.
This award is actually meaningless. It can neither add merit points nor be included in the resume.
But this is one of the few bright moments in campus life for a child from a poor family like Zhao Ci.
Those parents who see their children in the same class winning prizes will definitely ask about it when they get home.
They were jealous.
Thinking of this, An Younan suddenly had an idea.
That’s right.
Such a simple way to integrate into the group, why didn’t I think of it before?
An Younan suddenly opened the cubicle door, and the conversation outside suddenly became quieter.
"Oh, are you talking about Zhao Ci?" An Younan had her signature business smile on her face, "I really have a headache for her."
Those girls were a little caught off guard by her sudden familiarity. And, he subconsciously answered: "What's wrong with her?"
"She keeps pestering me to tell me some poems, lyrics, and music. I have a headache," An Younan said, "I just asked a question, and she regarded herself as a teacher."
The girl opposite said: "Is that why you are hiding in the toilet?"
"Hey! That's right! You are so smart, how do you know?"
An Younan could not help but smile.
If you want to integrate into the group, you just need to find a common enemy. In this way, it will naturally become their side.
This is an icebreaker.