Rebirth of Bloody Romance

After Song Xiangjun left, Zhong Yuemin slowly stood up, his eyes no longer fixed on the chaos and heaviness in front of him, but turned to the vast distance. He took a step and walked in the direction he came from, each step seemed firm and calm.

The scenery along the way gradually unfolded in his eyes. It was a pure and flawless blue sky, with white clouds floating leisurely in the air, as if they were the freest spirits between heaven and earth. He looked up and admired the sky to his heart's content, with an indescribable sense of comfort welling up in his heart.

He knew that it would be almost impossible to see such a blue and transparent sky again. The world was undergoing unprecedented changes, and those things that were once familiar and beautiful were disappearing little by little in the long river of time.

Even though he knew this, he knew how insignificant his power was as an individual. He could not change the direction of the world, but could only do what he could.

Zhong Yuemin stepped onto the familiar long road, as if he was in a dream of a star walking on the red carpet. His steps were light and graceful, and every step seemed to compose a youthful movement that belonged to him.

He had walked this road countless times, each time with different emotions and stories. In front of the staff dormitory building, the old locust trees still stand, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. On the May Fourth playground, he once left his running figure, and the memory of sweat and laughter is still as clear as ever.

The bell of the lecture hall rang, echoing in Zhong Yuemin's ears. It was as if he was back in that passionate classroom. The teachers' passionate speeches and the students' heated discussions made him excited. In the library, he once wandered in the sea of ​​books, and those sparks of wisdom lit up his path to knowledge.

Walking past the Philosophy Building, he looked toward the sparkling lake. The lake was like a mirror, reflecting the sky and the surrounding scenery, as well as his youthful face. He remembered that he and his friends had once let their dreams fly here and talked about the future. Those wonderful times seemed to be right before his eyes.

The bicycles on the road and the familiar faces and figures made him feel the youthful atmosphere. The scattered rice bowls seemed to tell of their laughter and tears. These ordinary but real details were closely connected with the youth in his heart.

He took a deep breath, feeling the driving force from the environment and atmosphere. He knew that this feeling of hope and vitality came not only from the vitality of youth, but also from the vision and pursuit of the future.

Zhong Yuemin walked into the classroom, and a familiar and long-lost atmosphere hit him. He glanced around, and his eyes finally fell on Liu Minghua next to him. He coughed lightly and asked with a hint of sarcasm: "Liu Minghua, I heard from Li Kuiyong that the business in your maintenance room is not very good? Are you about to go bankrupt?"

Liu Minghua was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly. He lowered his head and clasped his hands together, as if he was ashamed of his incompetence. He whispered, "Yes, we are no longer the only one doing repairs. There are more and more of them. We originally thought this was a good business, but we didn't expect the competition to be so fierce."

Zhong Yuemin frowned. He knew Liu Minghua had always been a hard-working person, but reality was always cruel. He tried to comfort Liu Minghua. "Don't blame yourself too much. Sometimes, hard work alone won't lead to success in business."

At this time, Lin Shufang came over lightly. She was wearing a light blue dress, looking gentle and elegant. She whispered to Zhong Yuemin, "Zhong Laoer, do you know? Now students majoring in electronics from Wudaokou are trying to steal our business. Not only are they skilled and can repair anything, but their prices are also cheaper than ours. It's really hard for us amateurs to compete with them."

Zhong Yuemin once again witnessed the familiar internal competition. As long as one person tasted the sweetness, everyone would swarm in like bees smelling honey, wanting to get a piece of the pie.

However, who would have thought that Qingmu's student union would also get involved? This is truly an unprecedented "cross-border cooperation"! Zhong Yuemin felt helpless. He shook his head and sighed. "Hey, you have made a lot of money in the past two years. It's time to stop. Let's take a break and see how things go."

Lin Shufang nodded in agreement. "I think so too. We still have more than a year, so we need to study hard."

Liu Minghua nodded. "I think so too." Zhong Yuemin said nothing more.

In this world, all businesses are afraid of following the trend. Once they gather together, it is like being squeezed into a small space, fighting for everything, and finally no one can breathe. Price cuts and vicious competition will result in no profit for everyone. How can this be a long-term solution?

What's more, this is not a legitimate business, and it is difficult to form a large scale. Now that it is bankrupt, it is bankrupt. Zhong Yuemin knows that this kind of thing cannot be forced.

Zhong Yuemin stood on the school playground, feeling the breeze gently brushing his cheeks, but he couldn't shake off the inexplicable restlessness in his heart. There seemed to be a strange atmosphere in the air around him, and a breath of going abroad craze was quietly spreading.

He looked around and saw students gathered in groups of two or three, some whispering to each other, some studying hard. In their hands, without exception, they held a thick English dictionary, as if it was a magic book leading to a foreign country. As long as they mastered the secrets in it, they could open the door to a new world.

Zhong Yuemin felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. He clearly remembered that in his previous life, he had only heard about the trend of going abroad during this period from other people, but now that he was in the situation himself, he truly felt the unprecedented pressure and anxiety.

"Yuemin, why don't you fight for it?" A familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and saw that it was Lin Shufang and Liu Minghua.

There was a gleam of anticipation in Lin Shufang's eyes, as if she could already see herself standing on the land of a foreign country, breathing the air of freedom.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I...I haven't thought about it yet."

"Why haven't you thought about it yet? Now is a good opportunity!"

Lin Shufang's tone was filled with anxiety. "Just think about it. If you go abroad, you will be exposed to more advanced knowledge and a broader world. This is a good opportunity to change your destiny!"

Zhong Yuemin was silent for a moment. He knew that the two people were telling the truth. Going abroad is indeed an opportunity to change the fate of many people. But do I still need to change my fate?

"I... I just think that going abroad is not the only way out." Zhong Yuemin finally spoke. "We also have many opportunities and possibilities in our country. As long as we work hard, we can also make a name for ourselves."

Liu Minghua couldn't help but frown after hearing his words. "Yuemin, are you too conservative? This is an era of globalization. Only by going abroad can you get access to more opportunities and resources. What can you achieve if you stay in China? I can't leave, otherwise I would definitely fight for it."

Zhong Yuemin was left speechless by their words. He knew that everyone had their own choices and pursuits, but he didn't want to give up his persistence because of other people's expectations.

Just then, a crisp bell rang, interrupting their conversation. Zhong Yuemin looked at his watch and found that it was time for class. He patted Liu Minghua on the shoulder and said, "Okay, we should go to class."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the teaching building. Liu Minghua and Lin Shufang looked at his back, shook their heads helplessly, and followed Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin sat in the classroom, looking out the window, his thoughts drifting far away. The country's door was open, and the outside world was like a huge magnetic field, attracting countless young people with dreams. Going abroad was no longer an unattainable dream, but a reality within reach.

The trend nowadays is really unstoppable! As long as the word "going abroad" is mentioned, no matter which country it is, the United States, Japan, Western Europe, Eastern Europe, New Zealand, Malaysia, Thailand, all are not a problem. Students from prestigious universities are even more enthusiastic, and students from Tsinghua University, Peking University, and Science University are all eager to try. This enthusiasm can be said to be "coming out in full force"!

Of course, not everyone has the opportunity to go abroad. For those who are still studying in other schools or have already struggled in society, although the channels are limited, the dream of going abroad is still burning in their hearts.

Foreign languages, as a stepping stone to study abroad, have become a popular course that everyone is eager to learn. Young people, who have not forgotten all the knowledge they learned in school, can easily catch up; while those "older youth" in their thirties and forties may have to work harder, but the power of dreams is infinite!

The craze for going abroad is like a spring breeze that makes people want to go abroad. Some people say that they go abroad to see the outside world, while others say that they go abroad to pursue better education and opportunities.

During the break, Liu Minghua, Lin Shufang and several other students were about to speak when they were stopped by Zhong Yuemin. "Stop, don't say any more. I'll give you a reason. Listen to the following poem."

"When spider webs mercilessly sealed my hearth,

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty,

I still stubbornly smooth out the ashes of disappointment.

Write with beautiful snowflakes:

believe in future

When my purple grapes turn into late autumn dew

When my flowers nestle in someone else's feelings.

I still stubbornly use the frost-covered withered vines,

Written on the desolate earth:

Believe in the future.

I will point my finger at the waves that are rolling toward the horizon,

I want to hold the sun in my palms.

The warm and beautiful pen swaying in the dawn,

Write in child's handwriting:

Believe in the future.

The reason why I firmly believe in the future is that

It is the eyes that I believe in for people in the future.

She has eyelashes that brush away the dust of history,

She has eyes that can see through the chapters of time.

No matter what people think of our rotting flesh,

The melancholy of being lost and the pain of failure.

It is tears of emotion and deep sympathy.

Or give a contemptuous smile and a bitter sneer.

I firmly believe that people will give enthusiastic, objective and fair evaluations of the countless explorations, stray paths, failures and successes of our spine.

Yes, I anxiously await their review.

Friends, believe in the future firmly!

Believe in unremitting efforts,

Believe in youth that triumphs over death.

Believe in the future and love life. "

The classroom was filled with Zhong Yuemin's magnetic voice. Every line of poetry was like a carefully polished pearl, shining brightly. When the last syllable fell, the whole classroom seemed to be frozen in time, in complete silence. Zhong Yuemin was thinking badly, and his charm seemed to have increased.

In this era, poetry is not only a literary treasure, but also a magical tool for picking up girls. If you don't know a few lines of poetry, you'd be embarrassed to pick up girls.

At this moment, the eyes of the girls in the classroom were obviously different from usual. They either lowered their heads shyly or secretly glanced at Zhong Yuemin, with a faint blush on their faces. The counselor Song Xiangjun, who had come to the classroom at some point, stared at him intently, with a gleam of appreciation and approval in her eyes.

"Zhong Yuemin, your poem is really great." A clear voice broke the silence. It was the new squad leader Li Mei. She stood up with a bit of appreciation and envy in her eyes.

"Thank you for the compliment, squad leader." Zhong Yuemin responded with a smile, but he felt a little bitter in his heart. He knew that he did not recite for the compliment, but now that things have come to this, he can only go with the flow.

At this moment, Song Xiangjun stood up, walked to the podium and looked directly at Zhong Yuemin. "Zhong Yuemin, your poetry is very contagious and talented. Put more effort into your other subjects." Her voice was soft and firm, as if it carried a kind of magic.

Zhong Yuemin's heart trembled. He knew that this was the instructor's affirmation of himself, but it also meant that more troubles were coming. He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Song. I will continue to work hard."

The following classes went very smoothly, but Zhong Yuemin was unable to concentrate. He was filled with doubts and uneasiness, and he didn't know what consequences his performance would bring to him.

After class, Zhong Yuemin was going to the toilet. A familiar voice sounded behind him. "Zhong Yuemin, wait for me." He turned around and saw that it was Song Xiangjun. She had a gentle smile on her face.

"Teacher Song, is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to talk to you about your poetry." Song Xiangjun said, walking to his side.

"Teacher Song, well, I just wrote it randomly."

Song Xiangjun rolled her eyes at him. "Don't be so modest. Excessive modesty is pride."

"Then I am proud and proud."

"Why are you so unruly? It seems that I misunderstood you before. You are a person with ideas."

"Teacher Song, please don't say that to me. I am a person who has no dreams, no pursuits, and I just want to experience a different life."

Song Xiangjun shook her head slightly, with a teasing smile on her lips, "You always speak in such mysterious ways. Experiencing a different life? This is not an easy thing."

Zhong Yuemin shrugged, with a helpless look on his face. "Teacher Song, I'm speaking from the heart. I think life is like a book, with every page being a new story. I just want to turn a few more pages and see more different aspects of the world."

Song Xiangjun nodded thoughtfully. "What you said makes sense. However, life is not a game, nor is it a journey. It requires us to feel, experience, and pay with our heart."

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, with a hint of determination in his eyes. "I know, Teacher Song. I just think that sometimes we are too obsessed with a certain goal and ignore the scenery along the way. I want to try to balance this pursuit and experience."

Song Xiangjun looked at him with a hint of admiration in her eyes. "The fact that you can have such an idea shows that you are a person with depth."

"Teacher Song, please don't praise me. What if I get proud?"

"You are such a talker. How can Zhou Xiaobai stand you?"

"Hey, I can't tell you this. Teacher Song, I'm leaving first!"

"it is good."