I will remember a lot of people, you are nothing special.
Adapted from a true story, the degree of falsehood is 80%, and the text is not be!
Calm and self-possessed vs. Impulsive and emotional
Copywriting 1
"Zhan Wenting, at your rate, when can I see my CP's book?"
This question was deafening, and everyone was silent.
The head teacher stood at the back door, looking confusedly at the source of the sound—Tang Yiyun, who had been pretending to be a good student for two years.
After being tortured by mathematics for 40 minutes, as soon as the bell rang, Tang Yiyun rushed to Zhan Wenting's desk to rush for the manuscript, hoping to get some solace from the picture. However, the reality was bleak. Looking at the picture that still only had a frame, Tang Yiyun felt sad from the bottom of his heart and could not hold back his voice.
The silence did not last long, and soon the overwhelming laughter drowned out Tang Yiyun, who was lying on Zhan Wenting's table pretending to be dead.
"The college entrance examination score line came out yesterday. You are now in your senior year of high school. Don't make a scene in class." The head teacher said softly after his voice weakened. "Tang Yiyun, come to the office with me."
Zhan Wenting patted Tang Yiyun's head on her desk and said, "Don't pretend to be dead. The head teacher asked you to go to the office."
"My image..." Tang Yiyun wailed in a low voice.
This time I was completely sad.
"Stop being imagey and think about how to deal with Ban Ren." Zhu Cilan sat next to Zhan Wenting and looked at Tang Yiyun and said sincerely.
"What should I do if Lao Yang asks you what the book is?" Zhan Wenting asked.
"Old people over fifty should not have such strong curiosity..."
Copywriting 2
Tang Yiyun pressed Zhu Cilan on the bed for the first time, with pure curiosity hidden in her eyes. She bit her collarbone with her teeth, not daring to exert any force.
Later, Tang Yiyun held Zhu Cilan's wrist and pressed it against the wall, approaching on tiptoes, her breath intertwined. Her eyes fell on Tang Yiyun's slightly trembling eyelashes, and she tilted her head to avoid Tang Yiyun's face, which was getting closer.
Later, she didn't know what she was thinking. During a night talk, she turned over to Tang Yiyun's bed and locked her hands above her head. Tang Yiyun didn't hide, but suddenly raised his head and came closer when she pressed down.
Copywriting 3
Zhu Cilan didn't know how to respond to Tang Yiyun.
Say "I like you"? She wasn't sure if she felt like Tang Yiyun, and even if it was true, she didn't dare to say it.
She was born into a large feudal family, and everyone in the family's marriages were "ordained by parents and arranged by matchmakers," except for her father.
Her father was the only one in their family who had ever been divorced. No matter how bad life was for Zhu Cilan's aunts and sisters, they were never allowed to divorce.
His father took Zhu Cilan back home, and then the seven-year-old Zhu Cilan was left to her grandmother. Her father followed her grandmother's advice and married another man, although they continued to quarrel after the marriage.
Purpose: Youth always has regrets, and patriotism cannot be ignored.