Become a Passerby Heroine

Although Zhao Youyue knew very well that her sense of existence was indeed weak, but when she heard this guy say "Zhao Youyue? Doesn't exist", she couldn't help but want to add that Han Leng might have lost his mind.

Zhao Youyue took a deep breath and said calmly: "Okay, if you don't know me, you don't know me. Now, let's get to know each other again. My name is Zhao Youyue, and I'm also a member of this class. Student Han Leng, you Do you remember?"

Han Leng narrowed his eyes slightly. The profile of the short-haired girl was just bathed in the light of the setting sun. She was so beautiful, and her tone of voice was so calm and calm, with a very gentle voice.

This guy's temper is still so good... Han Leng also smelled a faint fragrance from the girl beside him, which was faint and distant, and it was still the smell in his memory.

Obviously, Han Leng didn't really miss Zhao Youyue, but just said that on purpose. In fact, he couldn't understand why a girl as beautiful as Zhao Youyue with a good temper would be so invisible.

Maybe she has a bad temper and a little willfulness, so she has a sense of existence?

"Sorry, I never remember the names of ordinary people, because it is meaningless. Ordinary people have no pursuits of their own. When they grow up, they will only live an ordinary life. What a big difference, the meaning of life should lie in wandering around in exile, looking for something different." Han Leng yawned again, and said somewhat flatly.

"That's just covering up that I haven't found a place I'm willing to stop, saying that the meaning of life lies in wandering and exile." Zhao Youyue still commented in a flat tone, as if she never had anything to say that could make her angry.

When Han Leng heard Zhao Youyue's response, he glanced at her in surprise, vaguely feeling that this girl is not simple.

Later, I heard Zhao Youyue say: "It's fine if you can't remember the name, I'm used to it anyway, so I'll ask you, can you help me write a self-criticism, it needs 3,000 words, and I'm going to review my morning reading class and play with my phone." thing."

Han Leng looked cold, and felt that Zhao Youyue seemed to have insulted him. Is he the kind of person who helps others write self-criticism? He did write a love letter before, but it was a romantic thing to show his literary talents. It would be even better if he could get some fans through the love letter. He wanted to read all the books in the world and sleep with his sweetheart.

So Han Leng resolutely refused: "Even if I was dead and jumped out of the window, I wouldn't help someone write a self-criticism. That would be a waste of my life."

Seeing Han Leng's firm refusal, Zhao Youyue felt chilled in her heart, did she really have to do it herself?

But she still tentatively said: "Three hundred yuan, I will offer you three hundred yuan to write for me..."

Han Leng's original high-cold attitude suddenly changed, and he said more happily: "Write! When do you want it?"

Seeing Zhao Youyue's bewilderment, he coughed lightly, turned his head away, and his momentum weakened a little, explaining: "I will definitely become a great writer with a lot of money in the future, but I'm not ready yet. , it’s only worth 50 yuan per thousand words, but the subject matter of the review book is special, so if you give me 1000 words per thousand words, I think the price is quite reasonable, and I’m pretty confident about writing the review book.”

Zhao Youyue really wanted to say, just now who said that even if she died, she would not help others to write a review, but she just smiled calmly and said softly: "The sooner the better, I finished it today, I will I'll give you five hundred."

"It's such a happy decision, classmate Zhao Youyue, I think if you thought highly of me in junior high school, I would definitely remember you." Han Leng was no longer aloof, smiling like a profiteer, he wanted to pat Zhao Youyue on the shoulder, but Seeing the other party's clean blue and white sports uniform, he flinched.

It was only then that he discovered that Zhao Youyue was really different from other girls. Her skin was very fair and delicate, her eyes were very large and extremely clear, and her short, jet-black hair was of excellent quality, but it also made Han Leng secretly feel sorry for her. , he felt that if Zhao Youyue had long hair, she would definitely not be as inconspicuous as she is now, and would definitely attract men's attention wherever she went.

Some girls are more suitable for long hair. Often, just changing a hairstyle will make people feel that her whole body has been sublimated.

"Am I supposed to think highly of you? You literati, shouldn't you not bend your waist for money?" Zhao Youyue pursed her lips and smiled, making her even cuter.

"No, you respect my ideals."

"What is your ideal?"

"I often forget the world, the brevity of life, and the beautiful feelings. I think about living a mean and shameless life. This is my ideal."

"Hello, Sorrow" by Françoise Sagan? 'Freedom to think, freedom to think wildly, freedom to think less, freedom to choose my own life, choose myself. I can't Say 'be me' because I'm just a piece of malleable dough that resists any mold.' It's tiring talking to you literati."

Han Leng was completely surprised at this moment, and the words "people like you have read her book" were almost written on his face. He had to admit that he would never forget this girl named "Zhao Youyue" , I even regret it, why didn't I know her earlier, what a girl with connotations, but why can she not show that literary temperament at all? What about the said "poetry and book spirit in the stomach"?

Zhao Youyue still didn't mind Han Leng's surprise. She took out her mobile phone and said casually, "Is your mobile phone with you? I'll send you a 300 yuan red envelope first, WeChat or Alipay?"

"I'll go, can you stop treating this kind of thing like buying vegetables on the street, keep a low profile, low profile! By the way, isn't your mobile phone confiscated?"

"So I bought another one at noon that day."

"Hao, friend?"

"Yes, you can add WeChat and QQ."

"My mobile phone is in the dormitory..."

"I saw your indifferent and rebellious face, and thought you were very courageous, but I didn't expect you to be so cowardly."

"Wow, Hao, I'm so heartbroken, believe it or not, I won't help you write a self-criticism?"

"Oh? Then I have to save some money."

"Hao, don't tell me, I am not only worth a word, but also a promise!"

"Don't call me 'Hao', I'm going to eat dirt, besides, remember my name, it's Zhao Youyue."

"I will remember it forever!"

Zhao Youyue looked at Han Leng, who was aloof and funny, still pursed her lips and smiled, giving the impression of an elegant young lady, no, she was originally a young lady.

She picked up a pen from Han Leng's desk, wrote her wechat number on his draft pad, then turned and left without hesitation.

Han Leng sniffed and muttered, "It smells so good."

Looking at the beautiful handwriting on the draft book, he patted his hot cheeks, but he was no longer sleepy.

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Today's first update~~~ Seeking favorites, rewards, recommendation tickets, recommendation tickets, recommendation tickets! ! ! There was a problem with the regular release of the starting point. The upload was set at eight o'clock, but it was not uploaded, so I had to upload it manually.