After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

86 Focus on creation

Xiao Wei cursed inwardly: Damn, these old guys are never going to stop.

Haitao's father asked again: "Was it your idea that your godfather resigned?"

Xiao Wei would not give a direct answer: "He is just a rough guy and cannot handle the heavy responsibility."

Haitao's father smiled and nodded: "It fits your personality of being indifferent to fame and fortune."

Someone echoed: "I heard that Director Jiang didn't go to the Propaganda Department because of Miss Xiaowei's idea."

"I don't find it strange at all that there is such a girl who doesn't care about fame and fortune."

Xiao Wei immediately stopped him: "We are not that noble and upright. We have many shortcomings. We are just lazy and afraid of doing things and taking responsibilities."

Before leaving, Haitao's father whispered, "Will you be my daughter-in-law?"

Seeing Xiao Wei gently shaking his head, Haitao's father sighed: "My boy has been offended."

Those who knew also lamented: "It may not be easy to make that boy give up."

Xiao Wei had thought about Hai Tao countless times, but in the end it still didn't work out.

Being an official is not only troublesome, but also dangerous. I don't want to get involved in such muddy waters.

Aunt Xiaowei's purpose in life is to have fun without worries and she must not be burdened by the mundane world.

The words of several cadres made the young body impulsive again, so let's enjoy the beautiful spring time.

I am not afraid of death, so why should I be afraid of rumors, gossip, rules and morals? To hell with them all.

He called Wang Youfu to the town early in the morning and spent most of the day having sex with him.

After two more days of leisure, I saw that there was still nothing going on in the town. I was really bored, so I had to take a bus back to school.

As soon as he arrived at the dormitory, Biyu told Xiaowei the news that the school was going to start the "Let There Be Free Speech" movement. Xiaowei's heart skipped a beat. The movement that brought so much injustice was finally here.

"Politics is too complicated, we don't understand anything. Let's just enjoy the songs and stay out of other people's business."

Biyu was embarrassed: "I'm afraid not. Teachers and students have to be present tomorrow. The school has already set up a number of organizations, preparing to suspend classes and criticize each other."

"You go if you want. I won't participate anyway. There are still many songs that have not been revised and perfected, and the music is also missing."

"All right then. I'll go with you. Whatever they say."

Xiao Wei deliberately messed up the melody and the lyrics, and then slowly found the feeling and revised the manuscript.

When I feel tired, I jump on the jar and choreograph the movements.

To avoid trouble, I didn’t go to school for meals.

In the evening, Luzhu, who studied physics, came back and said that there was a big quarrel in the school. Those who supported collective ownership were overwhelmingly in favor, and several teachers were being denounced.

Xiao Wei said seriously: "I advise you to mind your own business. Just sing with us."

Luzhu said: "The noise is annoying, so I will just sing songs with you for a few days."

Soon the music department leaders and student representatives came over. Xiao Wei said unhappily, "We are concentrating on creating and need a quiet environment. It's best not to disturb us with other things."

Xiao Wei's songs have been collected by the Municipal Party Committee and printed into a booklet for wide distribution. No one in the school has achieved such an honor, and ordinary people dare not offend Xiao Wei.

Biyu's name was even listed in the brochure and has now been reserved by the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department.

Xiaowei's place was of course on the reserved list, but Xiaowei did not agree immediately.

The people who came had to express their understanding and support. The leaders said that their special circumstances required special treatment and they did not have to go to school to attend classes or participate in activities.

Xiao Wei struck while the iron was hot and asked to stop providing school meals, return the money and food coupons, and start his own business.

Permission was obtained naturally.

The three of them really bought some pots, pans, and utensils, and had a ready-made stove, ready to cook their own meals.

A few days later, Gui Xiu came to report that more than a dozen teachers had been labeled as rightist and had been confined to write self-criticisms and dig deep into the roots of their thoughts.

Xiao Wei said: "Don't tell us about this kind of thing in the future. It will affect our creative mood."

Guixiu laughed and said, "You guys are really only focused on composing red songs and don't care about worldly affairs."

Xiao Wei also smiled: "How about you come too."

"I want to, too. But we're not in the same department, so there's nothing I can do. By the way, why isn't Wen Yan with you guys?"

Biyu said, "She's with the music teacher. They don't get along with us."

A few days ago, the music teacher and student union representatives came to bother Xiao Wei because Xiao Wei did not let the music teacher and others be included. Although he did not dare to say it, he was very unhappy in his heart.

Xiao Wei knew the reason, but ignored it.

Wen Yan naturally felt unbalanced, and estrangement was inevitable.

But so what. Xiao Wei couldn't possibly be all-rounder, and besides, were they qualified?

Xiao Wei said to Gui Xiu, "You can help change the lyrics."

The cheerful Guixiu immediately hugged Xiaowei and kissed her hard: "I will follow you from now on."

The next day, Guixiu simply did not go back to the dormitory or home. She bought a small bed and put it in the west room, wanting to live together with Xiaowei.

The four girls began to live a happy and carefree time.

That day, pretending to be unintentional, Xiao Wei asked Luzhu how her conversation with Mao Tongxian went.

Lu Zhu calmly replied: "Our personalities are not compatible, and we broke up a long time ago."

Xiao Wei nodded calmly: "It's better to split up. That guy is quite cunning and ordinary people can't subdue him."

Luzhu looked at Xiaowei and said, "You are very good at judging people."

Xiao Wei laughed secretly: Have I lived my eighty years of life in vain?

Luzhu hesitated for a moment, then looked up at Xiaowei, her tone still calm: "I feel like he likes Jasper."

"Fuck!" Xiao Wei laughed and cursed exaggeratedly: "It turns out that guy is also a scumbag."

Luzhu was amused by the word "scumbag": "Girl, I think your words are very interesting."

Xiao Wei pretended to sigh: "There are so many different kinds of scumbags in this world, it's hard to guard against them. How come you ran into one?"

No wonder Bi and Luzhu were unhappy some time ago, it turns out it was because of this.

Compared to Lu Zhu, Bi Yu is indeed much more gentle and quiet, and more beautiful, and is the type that most men like.

All I can say is that Mao Tongxian is also a vulgar person.

Xiao Wei cursed herself secretly: Damn it. Who isn't a vulgar person? I would like Jasper too.

It's often hard to explain emotional matters. Xiao Wei doesn't want to be involved.

Then, Luzhu asked Xiaowei what she thought was the most difficult question to answer: "Did you and that king really have sex?"

Xiao Wei nodded affirmatively: "Several times. This time I went back and played for a whole day."

Luzhu was very confused: "But why don't I believe it? Not only me, I guess no one will believe it."

"This is the fact. There is nothing you can do if you don't believe me."

"Really. I feel like you two are so different."

"That's because you didn't see clearly. I'm actually the same kind of person as him. We're both shameless and scoundrels, and we don't follow any moral standards."

"I just can't figure it out."

Aunt Xiao Wei started to speak earnestly: "Sooner or later, you will understand. The spirit and the body are actually two different concepts. It is rare that they can get along well at the same time. It is a blessing to be able to get along with one of them. If you really meet someone who is compatible with both, it is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes, but the probability is very small."

Luzhu thought about it and finally nodded: "I understand what the relationship between you is. But will you get married?"