Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

NO.17 happened to be Friday, and Li Rong was in a good mood, but it had nothing to do with his birthday, but because before he came to school, Aunt Hui told him that the reviewers had already given a reply, and the paper was approved, and it was just waiting for the schedule .

This is almost the smoothest paper that Li Rong has passed the review. Even if he is already a leader among his peers, even if his academic achievements even exceed many seniors, he will still be tortured to death by the reviewers.

This is also the first time he personally felt his father's academic talent. It is just a manuscript hypothesis, and the logic, content, and data analysis in it can't find a single flaw, so that the comments given by the reviewers are more polite. Instead of always asking tough questions.

His parents left before he stepped into this field, and those unpublished research and ongoing projects were also sealed up after their reputation was damaged. Yes, already somewhat outdated results.

He used to know that his parents were excellent, which caused many people to be jealous, but this kind of knowledge did not have much real feeling. In his heart, it was probably the same as Cui Mingyang disliked him being the first in the grade.

But now, he truly understands how unmatched anxiety a person like Li Baishou has experienced for a long time.

This kind of anxiety can't be resolved, it can't be cured, it's like a cancer growing in my heart, it will only fester more and more as time goes by.

As long as that person is still alive, life is like an endless purgatory, reminding him all the time that there are such glorious people, and the dirty soul is destined to be buried deep in the ground.

After Li Rong ate his usual clear soup and side dishes in the cafeteria, he bought an extra pineapple oil for the first time.

He felt that the brain and the appetite needed to experience the sweet satisfaction that was about to overflow.

In the morning self-study, taking advantage of Yang Fenfang's inattention, he tore open the pineapple oil and slowly stuffed it into his mouth, his stomach began to bulge with pantothenic acid.

After class, Jian Fu beckoned to Cen Wei mysteriously, and said loudly on purpose: "Brother, come out and ask you something."

Cen Wei frowned, but seeing Jian Fu's serious appearance, he still put down the book in his hand, got up and walked over.

Jian Fu grabbed Cen Xiao's arm and pulled him outside the classroom.

With one hand in his pocket, Cen Ling was forcefully dragged out of the class.

After a while, Lin Qin also lowered his head and walked out with a serious face.

While rubbing his stomach, Li Rong stared blankly at the door of the classroom. After a while, he shook his head helplessly: "Don't let me see if you're making a birthday surprise..."

However, he felt that it was also a kind of happiness that the people around him were so full of vitality.

At the same time, Cen Xiao leaned his back against the wall, looked at Jian Fu with a little disgust in his eyes: "If you want to make a birthday surprise, don't let others see it?"

Jian Fu suddenly opened his eyes wide, turned his head to look at Lin Qin next to him, and then turned to look at Cen Wei: "Damn it, how do you know?"

Cen Xiao sighed softly, and tapped the classroom wall with the back of his hand: "Not only do I know, you think he can't see it?"

Jian Fu choked, and after a few seconds he said with a guilty conscience: "We used to go in and out together, it's normal for me to ask you to come out, who would easily think about surprises, besides, I am a person who surprises people ?"

Cen Wei glanced at Lin Qin: "The things the three of us talk about together have nothing to do with him?"

Lin Qin stuck out his tongue secretly, and said weakly: "The squad leader has experienced too many bad things during this period. In fact, I can feel that he has changed a lot. He used to be cold and rarely smiled, but now he always laughs. , I often say something to inspire others.

Alas, you said that if a person is really carefree, how can he say those words on his lips? He must convince himself that the world is not that bad, so that he can expect to be treated fairly one day. "

Jian Fu didn't feel much at first, it's quite normal for him to find some friends to cheer him up on his birthday.

But after Lin Qin finished speaking, he always felt sour in his heart.

"Aren't all you art lovers so sentimental?"

Lin Qin looked at Jian Fu, stretched his lower lip, and said helplessly, "Don't you think that those messy life philosophies and chicken soup for the soul are all created by human beings for healing?"

Jian Fu resentfully said: "I never look at those things, my head hurts after thinking so much."

Compared with them, Cen Wei's mood was much more stable. He looked around Jian Fu and Lin Qin, and asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Jian Fu raised her finger and pointed at Lin Qin, pouted: "Ask him."

Lin Qin finally became interested, his eyes lit up, he raised his arms and started gesticulating: "Jian Fu and I booked a movie theater, intending to trick the class monitor into watching a comedy movie, but the cake is already ready, and when the movie is over, the lights will come on." , let's push the cake in!

There are also gifts prepared for him, which are hidden under the seat, and will be given to him after singing the happy birthday song.I originally thought that it would be best to hang some banners on the walls of the cinema, but it seems too late now...

Although this method sounds quite vulgar, it is very effective. Our professionally trained teacher said that there are a lot of celebrities who engage in this kind of surprise. "

Jian Fu slightly raised his chin, emphasizing his contribution: "I ordered the cake from the one we often eat at, and I also contacted the cinema, how about it?"

Cen Yan frowned, nodded after a while, raised his hand and patted Jian Fu's shoulder: "Okay, I'll reimburse you."

Jian Fu waved his hand, and said indifferently: "I'm not short of that little money, Guan Jian's gift has to be put in advance, and Lin Qin's painting was mailed to the theater directly, brother, what did you buy?"

Lin Qin also looked at Cen Xiao full of expectation, he knew in his heart that Li Rong and Cen Xiao were closer, and that Cen Xiao had a strong background, so he would definitely be able to give the squad leader an even more unexpected gift.

Cen Ling paused for a few seconds under the curious eyes of the two of them, and then said frankly: "I didn't buy 'things'."

Jian Fu thought he heard it wrong, so he asked confusedly, "Did you buy it?"

He felt that he, a non-staff member who disliked Li Rong, had been busy with him for a long time, and Cen Wei, who was unwilling to distance himself from Li Rong at the beginning, would definitely make a big one.

It turned out not to be ready.

Lin Qin was also confused: "Is there not enough time, or now..."

After getting to know Jianfu, he can also understand that some people don't stick to details, and often forget that it doesn't mean they don't pay attention, it may just be that they are not so delicate.

And the third year of high school is really busy, and I can't take care of my own affairs, let alone my deskmate.

Cen Wei said calmly, "I can't buy what he likes, and I don't plan to buy it."

Jian Fu gave full play to his sloppy style, scratched the tip of his nose, and thought deeply: "It makes sense, anyway, I don't know what he likes for so long, and what he wants to find out, we can't help him now, don't Let's talk about it, even my dad, Cen Xiao's dad may not be able to help."

Lin Qin wanted to argue that the gift was from his own heart, but he didn't dare to educate Cen Wei.

Lin Qin hesitated for a moment: "It's okay, and the class monitor probably won't mind. I mainly want everyone to watch a movie together to relax. After all, I've been spinning around since the third year of high school."

Jian Fu turned around and asked Lin Qin: "Are you okay? Aren't your parents very strict with you and let you come out to have fun all night?"

Lin Qin smiled: "It's Friday today. I said I was too tired and wanted to take a rest. It also happened that the training teacher had an appointment tonight, and the class was changed to tomorrow."

Jian Fu looked at Cen Wei: "Should I still tell Lao Yang about this? I don't think so, let's go after school."

Cen Wei: "I'll take care of the leave, you don't have to worry about it."

Lin Qin completely believed in Cen Wei, because Yang Fenfang usually would not refuse what Cen Wei said.

In fact, in this class for two years, although Yang Fenfang has always emphasized fairness and justice, he can still see the difference in how the teacher treats different students.

For example, he only recently found out that, in order to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, Lao Yang planned to have Cui Mingyang replace Li Rong as the squad leader, but later this matter was vetoed by Cen Wei.

When Cen Wei returned to class, he found that Li Rong was leaning on his chin, looking at him with great interest, as if he had been waiting for him to say something.

Cen Wei was not surprised either, he had already experienced Li Rong's sensitivity.

He sat down, his eyes fell on Li Rong's leisurely and contented face, and he asked, "Shall we go to the movies tonight?"

Li Rong blinked and couldn't help laughing.

He shook his shoulders happily, and even the arm resting on his chin swayed from side to side.

If he hadn't already guessed the purpose of tonight, he would have thought that Cen Xiao's words were a date invitation, or a date invitation for the clumsy male lead in TV dramas.

"Oh, all right."

But he didn't expose it either. For those who are preparing for a surprise, the most disappointing thing is that the surprise is exposed by the person involved.

Looking at his expression, Cen Wei knew that he had already guessed a lot in his heart, and maybe he was still helping Lin Qin rehearse the process in his mind.

But he believed that even if Li Rong knew about it, he would still behave unexpectedly on the scene.

Cen Wei: "The theater is in Binhu New City, go there after class."

Li Rong pursed his lips, raised his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully: "Can I come back that night, over there in the dormitory..."

Cen Ling was silent for a moment, with unreserved heat in his eyes, he said in a low voice: "If it's the two of us watching a movie, you might not be able to come back at night."

Li Rong's smile deepened, and his thin eyelids folded into an arc-shaped outline. He retracted his arms, turned his face away, and carefully turned over the paper before him, deliberately ignoring Cen Wei's hint.

In fact, his birthday has no extraordinary meaning to him, after all, his real age is almost 24.

If there is any meaning to it, it is that in a macro sense, he is an adult and can do what an adult should do.

They ate at the cafeteria together at noon, Lin Qin and Jian Fu ordered very simple dishes, one drank tofu soup, the other ate sushi, Cen Wei ordered two pieces of pizza, Li Rong realized that there might be a big meal in the evening, so he only cooperated Drank a bowl of egg custard.

During the lunch, Lin Qin chatted with everyone about the interesting stories of the art exams over the years, about the lace news about the old artists that the professional teacher told him, and Jian Fu brought the topic to basketball again, talking about the stars and the game, but they never mentioned anything that could be associated with them. The birthday message, but it was this kind of deliberation that put Li Rong's acting skills to a greater test.

He had to join all sorts of abrupt, obviously boring group chats, and he had to show an innocence that was completely unaware.

He only wished that time could quickly fast-forward to night.

Finally after school, Li Rong was holding a thermos cup to drink water, Jian Fu walked over casually with his pocket in his pocket, his eyes were on Cen Wei, but his corner of the eye was on Li Rong.

"Hey, school is finally over. Anyway, tomorrow is a holiday. Go watch a movie tonight? There is a comedy that is quite popular recently."

Li Rong lowered his eyes and stared at the rim of the cup, continuing to drink water as if he had never heard of it.

Jian Fu winked at Cen Wei, then sat crookedly at Cen Wei's table, with one hand propped on Li Rong's table: "Hey, are you going? The protagonist is your kind, the giant panda."

Li Rong: "..."

Li Rong put down the cup, wiped the water droplets on his lips with the back of his hand, and said calmly: "Go, you can ask Lin Qin if you want to go."

His answer was very logical, because usually there are group activities, he would ask Lin Qin about it.

In the end, before Jian could reply, Lin Qin had already run over from behind according to the arranged plot, and said enthusiastically, "Do you want to watch a movie together? Add me!"

Jian Fu cleared her throat: "Cough...I was going to ask you just now, so let's go together."

Li Rong couldn't help lowering his head, and curled his lips invisibly.

Lin Qin's acting skills really need to make up for it.

Cen Ling finally made a final decision: "Take my car."

Li Rong just started to pack his schoolbag, although he had already packed the important things.

The car was driven by the driver of Cen Xiao's family, and they took them all the way to the theater.

Li Rong has not been to various entertainment venues for a long time.

Not only this life, but also the previous life.

He felt that he had lost the ability to experience ordinary happiness. Only work could bring him a sense of accomplishment, and only the struggle against Cen Xiao could give him emotional stimulation.

He allowed himself to wallow in this unhealthy state of mind as punishment for being the only one who survived.

Lin Qin and Jian Fu pretended to go to the automatic ticket vending machine to get tickets, while Li Rong raised his head and was fascinated by the promotional posters of the theater.

On the poster are heroic characters, they break out of their cocoons and become butterflies, they are reborn from the ashes, and they are invincible in solving all the problems that seem to be hanging by a thread.

In just two hours, he can watch a hero's life, from desperate situation to survival.

Sometimes he wished that the flow of time could be as fast as a movie, so that he could see his end as soon as possible.

Outside the theater, the popcorn machine was stirring, and the ice cream machine was buzzing.

Half-grown children ran around the theater, screaming and laughing, and some grown men and women sat on the small sofa with their backs arched and their legs crossed, concentrating on playing with their mobile phones.

Li Rong pointed at the poster above, tilted his head and asked Cen Wei: "Which one do we want to see?"

The public place was too noisy, and Cen Wei had to lean close to Li Rong's ear, bumping his shoulder: "Jian Fu ordered the panda cartoon, and he thinks it has something to do with you, but if you want to change it, you can change it at any time, we will book the show. "

Li Rong looked at the cartoons that he rarely watched since he was a child, smiled helplessly, and muttered in a low voice: "That's it, I haven't watched a movie for many years."

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows, glanced at Li Rong meaningfully, then moved his eyes aside, and asked casually: "Haven't you seen a movie in many years?"

Li Rong's eyelids twitched and his eyes flickered, but he quickly added in a calm tone: "I haven't watched a movie I like for many years."

"Oh." Cen Xiao responded lightly.

Because the surroundings were too noisy, Li Rong didn't know if this modal particle was his own illusion.

Lin Qin and Jian Fu took the tickets and came back.

Simple reply: "Hurry up, it's already started, we haven't entered yet."

Lin Qin: "The Zhenxiang hall, the fifth row□□ and the sixth row□□ are the best positions."

The two of them took the lead and hurriedly rushed to the door to check the tickets.

The ticket inspectors were probably arranged in advance, and they glanced at their lobby and gave them four 3D glasses.

"The film has started, please keep quiet when entering."

Li Rong looked down at the 3D glasses and thought, these things were probably prepared to interfere with his sight and prevent him from seeing the birthday surprise.

The Zhenxiang hall is at the innermost side of the theater, the door is open, and the inside is pitch black, and the movie has indeed started playing.

Li Rong said to Lin Qin, "You and Jian Fu sit in the fifth row, and Cen Wei and I sit in the sixth row."

Lin Qin turned around: "Okay, let's put on the glasses first, it's all started."

Li Rong knew that he was afraid that he would notice the surprise, so he bent his eyes, lowered his head to open his glasses, and hung them on the bridge of his nose.

After wearing the 3D glasses, the vision is indeed blurred, and the peripheral vision is also blocked. It seems that only watching movies on the big screen is clearer.

But as soon as he entered the theater, he smelled a faint fragrance of butter.

The supposedly prepared cake is pushed past here.

"Hey!" Li Rong walked to the edge of the steps and subconsciously grabbed Cen Wei's hand. The tone of the prelude of the film was dim, and the room was so dark that he couldn't see clearly, he was almost tripped.

"Be careful of the steps." Cen Xiao subconsciously clenched his hand and used some strength to hold him steady.

Li Rong felt that his fingers were being held by someone, and the familiar temperature was slowly and firmly transmitted along the clinging palm. Under the cover of darkness, this behavior also brought some unspeakable intimacy.

Li Rong's chest was numb and numb, and he couldn't help licking his dry lips.

He stepped up the steps and walked to the sixth row. The inside should be flat, but he deliberately didn't let go of Cen Xiao's hand.

The film changed from dark to dark, and with the faint light, he could see clearly that there was no one else in the cinema except them.

He also found that Lin Qin's eyes kept moving towards the direction of the last row, and the changing light left projections of different colors on their faces.

So at the end, there are probably gifts.

Jian Fu pointed to the seat number on the back of the chair and showed it to Lin Qin. With the light on his hands, Lin Qin found the best seat, pushed down the seat and sat down.

He also pointed to Jian Fu's arms, signaling Jian Fu to put on his glasses quickly.

With Li Rong in front and Cen Wei in the back, he pulled Cen Wei, and instead of sitting behind Lin Qin and Jian Fuzheng, he sat in the innermost position against the wall.

No one else will come anyway, the seats here are all theirs.

Of course, Cen Xiao would not have the slightest objection. In this environment, he could admire Li Rong's back without any scruple.

Li Rong's pulled left arm, the white and slightly cool back of his hand, his thin shoulders, faintly emerging butterfly bones, and soft, slightly curled hair around his neck.

Such a fresh and beautiful life really existed before his eyes.

Li Rong touched the chair and lowered his head to sit down, but the loose 3D glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose.

His right hand was pressing on the chair, while Cen Ling grabbed his left hand, he was caught off guard, he could only take a breath, and watched his glasses slip off.

But just in time, a hand was stretched out in front of him, firmly supporting the falling mirror frame.

Li Rong closed his eyes subconsciously, and couldn't help but pursed his lips tightly, his Adam's apple was lightly slippery.

"Slower."

With a low voice, Li Rong felt that Cen Xun was holding the frame of the glasses with his ring finger, and his middle finger was along the bridge of his nose, slowly but vaguely pushing the glasses back to their original positions inch by inch.

The dry and warm fingertips brushed against the bridge of his straight nose, leaving behind a string of weak electric currents. The temperature in his palms was blown away by his shallow breath and landed on his slightly chilled cheeks. He couldn't even tell the difference. What he smelled was his own breath, or Cen Xiao's smell.

Li Rong's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Cen Xiao's face through the dark gray plastic lenses, through the tiny gap between his fingers.

Cen Xiao's Adam's apple rolled, and the palmprint ran across his lips, as if inadvertently, let him place a kiss on his palm.