China Entertainment's World of Light and Shadow

Internet Lu Xun said: "No matter which level you go to in life, there are people below the steps looking up to you, and there are people above the steps looking down on you.

You look up and feel inferior, and you look down and feel complacent. Only by looking straight can you see your true self."

Life is nothing more than a process of climbing up the stairs, and you need to constantly calibrate your position.

Walking alone over the long years, I have gained inner calmness and tranquility.

Since his rebirth, Wang Xun has often reflected on himself and never dared to look down on others.

For example, tutoring a girl’s schoolwork is an opportunity that every male creature dreams of and is willing to ask for. If this girl is shy and fragile, it will satisfy the fantasies of LSPs even more. The nuclear country series is over.

Post-プリンセス-uniformed シンデレラ has simply become a cultural export.

Otherwise, desire is the driving force behind the development of human civilization. Male creatures are originally a group of creatures dominated by hormones.

The "Neo-Confucianism" represented by "Er Cheng and Yi Zhu" of "preserving natural principles and destroying human desires" is gradually declining in the modern social structure, which is the typical inevitable result of the development of the times.

Wang Xun spent half an hour easily helping Yang Xiaomi finish her lifelong nightmare - math homework.

Needless to say, the reward was not suitable for driving at this age. There was only a faint kiss on Wang Xun's cheek.

"Mimi, your saliva is a bit too much!" Wang Xun quickly wiped his cheeks with his hands.

"Hey, who told you that your face looks like a steamed bun? I'm already hungry!" Yang Xiaomi said with a triumphant smile after she succeeded in playing a prank.

"Hey, what is a bun face? I'm a standard handsome guy. Just tell me whether I look like Yang Guo or not!" Wang Xun said, pointing to his ordinary young boy's face with a white face. (Guanxi personally

(bring it in yourself)

Yang Xiaomi looked at it carefully for a while, with sly eyes and a smile, she said: "No, my godfather looks more like you. Haha!"

Wang Xun's thick eyebrows wrinkled, and he said with a confused look on his face: "No, you should have heard of it. My dad and colleagues call me Xiao Wang Wenyou."

Seeing Wang Xun's confused expression, Yang Xiaomi couldn't help laughing loudly, and said breathlessly: "I lied to you! Noisy, the most handsome, okay?"

When Wang Xun heard her laughter, he had already realized that he had been tricked by this tiger woman. She usually pretended to be such a tiger, but suddenly she was playing tricks on you, and it was hard to guard against her!

He shook his head, thinking that his wife was in pain.

He held Yang Xiaomi's hand and said softly: "Tomorrow is the last day of 2000. Do you have any wishes?"

Yang Xiaomi shook her head and thought for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up and she pointed to the poster of Milk Tea Lun on the CD shelf next to the bookshelf, and said with a smile: "I want Jay's autograph!"

Jay had just debuted. Under Wang Xun's influence, Yang Xiaomi finally stopped being a fan of Xie Biwang and became a fan of Jay, a high-quality idol. Wang Xun felt very pleased.

Wang Xunyi smiled and said, "I'll ask you about this tomorrow. Let's go to bed!"

"Well!" Yang Xiaomi took the initiative to hold Wang Xun's hand and walked to the bathroom to wash up together. She had not forgotten her task and took the initiative to squeeze out the toothpaste and fill the tooth cup with water. Then they stood in front of the mirror and talked.

The selves in the mirror said hello, teasing each other about each other's foamy mouth.

Yang Xiaomi suddenly stretched out her hand, touched Wang Xun's toothpaste foam on his upper lip twice, forming a mustache, and then burst into laughter.

Wang Xun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked helplessly at his own image in the mirror. He couldn't help but laugh because of Yang Xiaomi's laughter.

"Children, go to bed quickly and get up early for school tomorrow!" Xun's mother Li Hong's voice reached their ears through the bathroom door.

The laughter stopped suddenly. Wang Xun washed the foam around his mouth and said softly to Yang Xiaomi: "Wash up quickly! You don't get enough sleep!"

"No way, I've been getting up very early lately!" The girl's unique coquettishness was too alluring.

"Okay, I got it! Hurry up and wash your hands, I'm looking forward to a good night kiss!" Wang Xun raised his eyebrows and said to Yang Xiaomi with a smile.

"Okay, okay, don't rush me! If you're urging me, bury it somewhere!" Yang Xiaomi waved her hands like pistols to warn Wang Xun.

Wang Xun quickly gave up the plan of continuing to urge. After all, Wang Xun still knew the creed "If you don't seek death, you will not die." To be precise, he deeply understood the taste of Yang Xiaomi's cross lock. No one could compare with Wang Xun.

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The next day, there was recess in the morning in the experimental class classroom of the junior high school branch of Yanjing No. 2 Middle School.

Since he was on duty, Wang Xun didn't have to participate in recess exercises. He sat in his seat and hung up the phone calmly, thinking: "Fortunately, my senior brother is very helpful. I know people from Alpha Company, but I don't know when they will be sent to me? Huh?"

Why should someone else send it to you?" Picked up the phone and called Master Qin and told him to go to Brother Liu in the afternoon to pick up the signed CD and poster.

After finishing everything, I looked up at the blackboard, where the chalk was full of mathematical formulas.

Wang Xun's lips twitched. He, as a student on duty, had done something unethical. He quickly got up and cleaned up the classroom before his classmates came back. Otherwise, he didn't know how he would be laughed at by Yang Xiaomi.

The mottled desks, old seats, and the cement floor.

Wang Xun complained in his heart: "Except for the building being new, everything else is old. How come I didn't notice it before?"

Take your time and don't think blindly.

One operation was like a tornado passing through. Five minutes later, the classroom was neat and clean.

Wang Xun wiped away the slight sweat on his forehead, put his hands in his pockets proudly, and looked up to the sky and roared.

I sighed that it was great to be young and have good physical strength!

The school bell rang at the right time, but no one entered the room, which really surprised Wang Xun.

After a while, Yang Xiaomi walked into the classroom ahead of her classmates. When she saw Wang Xun, she hurried forward and said with a smile: "We have a New Year's Day party tomorrow, so we can rest again!"

Wang Xun slapped his forehead and almost forgot the two most important stages in his youth.

One is the sports meeting - a stage for sports students to show off, and the other is the New Year's Day party - a stage for art students to show off.

A book Wang Xun read in his previous life was titled: "All the wanderings are just to achieve a better self!"

The so-called "achieving a better self" is partly for survival, that is, for material satisfaction. The other part is for spiritual satisfaction.

How can we get spiritual satisfaction?

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I am more handsome, smarter, richer, and contribute more to society - my spirit is naturally satisfied.

Some guys dress openly, and some guys enjoy themselves secretly.

But that's generally the case, it's all about comparison and contrast.

The core essence of American psychologist Abraham Maslow's "Human Motivation Theory", the need for respect and self-realization at the advanced stage, is just one sentence - I have to show off!

Although most of the time, I don’t want to pretend, but I must have the right and ability to pretend at any time!

When comparing with others, if I am excellent and outstanding, respect will naturally come.

The meaning of self-realization is simpler: I am so good and my talent cannot be wasted. Come on, let me seek some benefits for you who are not so good and make some contribution to social progress!

Look, although this expression is a bit crude, it is really suitable for describing these meaningless activities in school.

Yang Xiaomi held her waist with both hands, raised her head and laughed and said, "Bring the electric guitar tomorrow, I want to shine in the audience!"

Wang Xun's eyes were fixed on this quirky girl, thinking that she was preparing to show herself to others, that is, her talent was overflowing, and she couldn't control herself and started to show off.

He shook his head helplessly and said, "They made arrangements before. The program they booked for you is to sing the new school song."

"Ah, the school song? "Invisible Wings"?" Yang Xiaomi seemed to have just learned the news, her expression was surprised, her little mouth had grown enough to lay an egg.

"Yes, the school song! There is no choice. They think the original song is good. The minority obeys the majority!" Wang Xun spread his hands, saying that he was powerless.

Yang Xiaomi suddenly felt a little depressed. She was full of freshness at this age. She had sung "Invisible Wings" no less than 200 times. She looked at Wang Xun with longing eyes.

Wang Xun looked around and saw that the other people's attention was not on the two of them. He quickly stepped forward and whispered in her ear: "I will accompany you, and we will change songs halfway through."

Yang Xiaomi's big watery eyes were instantly filled with love, and Wang Xun was the only one who loved her unconditionally.

After dinner, Wang went to the study room. Yang Xiaomi supported her chin with one hand and tapped gently on the desk with the other hand.

Wang Xun made an excuse to go to the bathroom, but sneaked into the car.

He found Jay's signed photo and exclusive CD that Master Qin had picked up in the afternoon, hid it in his clothes and returned to the study.

As soon as he entered the study room, Yang Xiaomi's charming eyes glanced at Wang Xun with a scrutinizing look, and suddenly said: "Nao Nao, where have you been? Let's rehearse. It's really annoying to have too many meetings!"

Wang Xun looked at Yang Xiaomi with a look that just wanted to complain about how young she was, and it was starting to get a little breathtaking.

Hearing the Versailles sound in the girl's tone, his eyes twitched. He reassured himself, "Forget it, forget it. My wife feels pain for herself." He thought about it again and said casually: ""Invisible Wings" plus "The Original"

"Dream" is quite suitable and quite inspiring!"

Yang Xiaomi nodded, stood up, walked to Wang Xun, took Wang Xun's hand, and prepared to go to the musical instrument room to rehearse.

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Wang Xun shook his head helplessly, took out the prepared signed photos and exclusive CD from his arms, waved them in front of Yang Xiaomi's eyes, and turned his head to show his intention.

Yang Xiaomi was surprised and grabbed the signed photo and CD, spread out the signed photo and looked at it carefully.

She rolled her eyes, thought about it, rolled up the signed photo again, and hit Wang Xun directly on the face.

Wang Xun was shocked by this accident.

Just when Wang Xun was extremely surprised, Yang Xiaomi suddenly stepped forward, pressed her soft lips against Wang Xun's cheek, and made a sound.

She said proudly: "This is called giving a sweet date a slap in the face. How about it? I've done a good job of integrating theory with practice. Please praise me!"

Wang Xun smiled and hugged Yang Xiaomi directly. Under her panic eyes, he quickly found her forehead and kissed her directly. After parting his lips, he said: "Next time if you play a prank, I won't kiss her on the forehead!"

Yang Xiaomi's cheeks were slightly red, her heartbeat was racing, and the little soul in her heart complained: "You are such a stinker, you coward!"

Wang Xun took a step back, bowed half-length, and said in a standard gentlemanly manner: "Let's go, Your Highness, let's go to rehearsal!"

Yang Xiaomi had not yet reacted to the intimate interaction just now, so she let Wang Xun lead her and followed him step by step into the musical instrument room. Suddenly she found that she still had signed photos and CDs in her hands, and said angrily: "

Noisy, where do I put this gift?"

Wang Xun scratched his head, how careless!

His eyes swept across the room. There was a small cabinet next to the musical instrument shelf for storing music scores. He pointed at the small cabinet and said, "Put it there first. After practicing, you can put it wherever you want!"

Yang Xiaomi nodded in agreement and was about to start practicing singing. If you don't sharpen your skills quickly before the battle, it will be useless.

Fortunately, during this temporary cramming, Yang Xiaomi was not kicked.

After about half an hour, both of them felt pretty good, so they turned off the lights and left the instrument room hand in hand.

Only the signed photos and CDs are left in the small cabinet, alone!

That’s right, within half an hour, they fell out of favor!

After washing up, we said good night to each other at the door of the room and recharged ourselves for tomorrow's performance!

Goodbye 2000!

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Hello 2001!

January 1, 2001, 10 a.m., experimental class classroom of the junior high school branch of Yanjing No. 2 Middle School.

Yang Xiaomi is wearing a student-style denim outfit with a snow-white and slender neck that can be seen at a glance. The delicate collarbone is looming at the neckline. The slight sweat on her forehead indicates how hard she is singing on the podium.

Wang Xun hid in the corner of the podium and concentrated on the accompaniment, not to steal the limelight. This was specifically instructed by Yang Xiaomi before taking the stage.

She was mainly bored. Recently, the number of love letters Wang Xun received had started to increase dramatically. She had to tell him to keep a low profile. This was Yang Xiaomi's way of training her husband.

The effect of the performance was explosive, the key is that it can exaggerate emotions so much!

It resonates so well with this group of students who are at the hot-blooded age, burning, much more than Boruto!

Whether it's like it, dislike it, jealousy, or secret hatred.

At this moment, there are only shouts of cheering together and singing one more song in unison.

Who can refuse a singer to sing for you for free?

So it is natural to say that prostitution is free.

At the end of the performance, the little fat man Liu Dong pulled his ponytail salsa on the stage and presented flowers. Under Wang Xun's knife-like eyes, the little fat man Liu Dong sweating profusely handed the flowers to Wang Xun, and said in Wang Xun's ear as he hugged him:

"I missed the opportunity to hug Sister Mi!"

Wang Xun smiled and kicked this shameless friend off the stage. This scene made the whole class burst into laughter.

Little fat Liu Dong said loudly as if nothing was wrong: "Brother Xun loves me. As the saying goes, beating means kissing, scolding, and love. If I don't love enough, I'll kick you! Look how deeply Brother Xun loves me!"

"Liu Dong, shameless!"

"Come back, Liu Dong!"

"Wang Xun is mine!"

Yang Xiaomi narrowed her eyes, glanced at the source of this sentence and saw that it was a boy, she felt relaxed, the threat was not great.

Wang Xun looked at the little fat man Liu Dong with a smile and said: "Don't talk about cross talk here, there are other people's programs below, don't waste time, come and move the speakers!"

"Okay!" Liu Dong, the little fat man, ran to the podium again and helped Wang Xun move the stereo and carry the guitar like a dog.

His action once again caused the whole class to become happy.