The brothers who traveled westward in those years

Chapter 59 0059, what is your dream

I failed to persuade my mother not to urge me to get married, but Wang Yan succeeded in pouring a bucket of oil on the fire.When I got home, I started chattering, and waited until it was dark for me to send Wang Yan home before it came to an end.After walking for more than an hour, I stood at the entrance of Wang Yan's house and discussed with her whether she could not go to my house in the future.

I saw Wang Yan frowning slightly, but in the end she just smiled at me and didn't answer.I never felt what would happen with her, before, now and in the future.

Let's talk about me first, I'm 1.6 meters five and weigh one hundred and forty-five.It can be regarded as the fat man among the thin people, and the thin man among the fat people.Fortunately, I successfully completed the nine-year compulsory education, and then went to a big city to pursue my dream.Working with steel and concrete every day, I almost forgot that I was a child in those two years.

Work was done at dawn and it was dark. At that time, I worked thirteen hours a day, and my clothes were already soaked after work. I couldn't even think about putting on my cloth shoes after I took them off.Because it is a grid and steel structure construction site, most of the time I work on the workbench made of steel plates.The high temperature of more than 40 degrees in the imperial capital can burn the steel plate to the feet in less than an hour.

As for Wang Yan, she graduated from university and entered a key high school in the county.Although she is not a teacher of the main subject, her life trajectory is completely different from mine.Coupled with the conditions of her family, she will definitely be able to find a partner with excellent conditions in all aspects in the future.I never expected it to be me, and I never felt worthy of her.

Wang Yan did not go home, but stood at the intersection and squinted at me.When she was in school, she had the habit of squinting whenever she used her brain.At this time, she must be thinking about something in her heart. I haven't seen this look in many years.

"Go back, I should go home."

Wang Yan said something to me with a smile, turned her back to me and waved, and disappeared at the end of the street.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I got home, and my parents had already rested, but the lights in my room were still on.This is a habit my mother has developed, and she will always touch my tears at some point.I sniffed and walked into my room.There are a few photos of celebrities on the wall, and I bought them from the supermarket for [-] cents each when I was in the imperial capital.

Sitting in front of the computer desk, I habitually turned on the video player.There are my favorite movies and my favorite stars.

I had insomnia that night, and I kept thinking about the past when I was a student.I think of those classmates who went their separate ways, and think of those youths that have passed away.

After breakfast, I greeted my mother and rode to the middle school in the town.That was my alma mater and the end of my student life.I ran into Wang Yan who had just got off the car at the door, and I could only smile and greet the middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat before I could escape.

He is Wang Yan's father and a well-known entrepreneur in our town.Although it is not as good as the big entrepreneurs in the county and the city, Wang Yan's father is very famous in our place.Not only because his business is doing well, but also because he has donated to many schools.As large as a school dormitory building, as small as dozens of desks.

The uncle was still outside the door, carefully checking every student who entered the campus.I was a little guilty, but Wang Yan walked towards the school gate swaggeringly.Wang Yan greeted the uncle with a smile, and the uncle smiled and nodded without questioning.But he stretched out his hand like an immortal to stop me, but fortunately Wang Yan helped me get away cleverly.

"Master, this is a student in our class."

"Oh, let's go in then."

When I walked into the campus, Wang Yan covered her mouth and smiled beautifully, but I cursed the doorman in my heart.Anyway, we are also graduates of this school, and we spent the best three years of our youth here, okay?Could it be that the most memorable alma mater in memory welcomes her students in this way?

Familiar boundary markers, familiar teaching buildings, familiar office buildings, and familiar dormitory buildings and canteens.Everything is so familiar, as if I have returned to the student days without worries.I get up early every morning for self-study, and then sleep with my classmates in class.In the evening self-study, sit under the desk and play cards, each with a spare pair in their pockets.

Our class once set two records that no one has broken since the establishment of the school. In the first semester of the first year of junior high school, five class teachers were changed.In the end, the school resorted to its trump card and sent an old teacher who had served for more than 20 years to discipline us.Only then can we calm down our naughty children, otherwise even the principal will have a headache.

In the second semester of the second year of junior high school, 25 decks of playing cards were confiscated during two evening self-study sessions, forcing the head teacher to ask his classmates to help him send the playing cards to the office.Of the 98 students in the class, half of them played cards during the evening self-study, and they all had a pair of cards. If they were confiscated, they would immediately take out a spare to continue.

Walking side by side with Wang Yan to the office building, I wanted to walk around the campus alone.Wang Yan asked me to accompany her to the office building to do some errands, and then walked around the campus with me.Do I dare not listen to her arrangement? I really dare not. Although she has never lost her temper with me, I have never violated her arrangement.

Ten minutes later, Wang Yan came out of the office building, and the two of us went to the school cafeteria together.There is still one hour until lunch time, and according to the usual practice, there should be ready dishes in the cafeteria.

After eating a set meal that I haven't eaten for a long time, Wang Yan and I went to the big playground behind the school.Sitting on the ping-pong table, watching a group of children in physical education class.At the beginning, we were just like them, carefree, young and frivolous.

"Hey, hey, give way!"

We were both watching the kids play and didn't even notice anyone coming around.Wang Yan jumped off the stage with a smile, and walked towards the boy with the racket in his hand. He is 1.5 meters tall, with a chubby face and big round eyes.With squinted eyes, he glanced at me out of the corner of his eye.

I prayed for him in my heart, hoping that Wang Yan would not use his trump card against him.The process is simple and the effect is obvious.It only took Wang Yan 1 minute to subdue the kid, and obediently ran towards the teaching building with the racket.Confronting Wang Yan, who has been a high school teacher for three years, isn't he asking for trouble?

"Do you still remember our dream at that time?" Wang Yan asked me.

"Of course I remember. At that time I liked to listen to Sad Pacific, but you liked to listen to English songs at that time." I said with a smile.

"Yeah, back then you liked listening to those love songs the most. I really don't know what's so good about those love songs. Everyone who sings knows how to play cool, and so many people really like them." Wang Yan said indignantly.

At that time, Wang Yan only liked to listen to English songs, or some popular songs that gave me a headache.Although those songs are catchy, but in the bottom of my heart I just don't like singers who sing those songs.

Before graduating from junior high school, we both had basically the same wishes, and even many of our classmates had similar wishes.Some people want to be singers, some people want to be movie stars.I belong to the former, and Wang Yan belongs to the third. She hopes to be a poet.At that time, poets were like Li Bai, Du Fu and Bai Juyi, all of which were beyond reach.

So from that time on, I have admired Wang Yan, and I admire her deeply, and I can even say that I am heartbroken.That's what she said when she introduced herself on stage at the beginning of the first day of junior high school.

For a girl who can say such domineering words, it's no wonder that even the male classmates in the class called her Yanjie.Regardless of whether she was younger or older than her, even the students in other classes called her that, which really made her very popular among the students of that class.

"You have traveled far and wide in the past few years, have you changed your original ideal?" Wang Yan asked.

"Yes, of course, and more than once," I said.

My dream when I was a student was to be a star, because I like the feeling of being admired by others.I can do whatever I want to be a celebrity, at least to be a celebrity I don’t need to listen to teachers nagging or do homework.

After entering the society, I like watching the news the most. This habit originated from my father.I watched news broadcasts with him since I was a child, so that I felt uncomfortable if I didn't watch the news for a while that day.

At that time, I liked reporters the most, especially reporters who broadcast news in the rain of bullets.I think they are cool enough and brave enough. A good man should aim everywhere. Since he didn't go to the army, he should be a war reporter.Going to the battlefield to experience it is not in vain in this life and the next world.

Later, I came into contact with the Internet and also came into contact with e-books.I spend all my spare time reading books every day, staying up late at night until one or two in the morning, and going to the bathroom while reading.In those few years, I almost reached the state of madness, so I have always had good eating habits.

I don't have a fixed favorite genre, but I will read any book that many people read.And I have serious nostalgia. Generally, within three to five months, I have to re-read the books I have read before.It’s like my favorite Journey to the West. On Saturday night, I go to an Internet cafe to watch Journey to the West all night, and I sleep in the dormitory all day on Sunday.

Later, I came into contact with webcasting, and met many people who do webcasting.They are sometimes teasing and sensational, and sometimes they are struggling and sometimes frustrated.I got to know the industry and wanted to be a part of it.Learn from the most basic things, like a primary school student who has just entered school.

No matter what I want to do, my mother, as always, expressed unconditional support.Dad remains neutral, neither supporting nor opposing.Just remind me at the right time, what to pay if a decision is made, and what consequences will be borne if an accident occurs.Dad never made a statement, just waited and watched.

One of the two sisters supported and the other opposed, but neither of them affected my plan.I told Wang Yan these words today because I wanted her to analyze and analyze for me as a bystander.Should I give up some dreams and compromise with this damn reality.

Wang Yan pondered for a while, but instead of directly giving me advice, she told me a story.

There was once a mother who had two very obedient children.She needs to travel far but cannot take her two children with her. Before leaving, she hopes to teach the children to support themselves.

On the first morning, instead of cooking for the two children, the mother put the leftovers on the dining table.The eldest son ate the leftovers directly, while the younger son imitated his mother and went to the kitchen to boil water and cook.Although the younger son did not succeed, he was one step closer to success.

Instead of encouraging her younger son, the mother exaggerated his intelligence.Do the same the next day, but this time instead of leftovers, put the ingredients needed for cooking.The eldest son ate what could be eaten raw, while the younger son cleaned the ingredients very carefully, and then made a meal in his own way.

Although the taste was not very good, the younger son ate the first meal in his life that he cooked by himself.Afterwards, it lasted for a week. The eldest son learned to quickly select food that can be eaten directly, and the younger son learned to cook all kinds of delicious meals.After the mother left, the two sons got married and started their own extraordinary careers.

I finished listening to the story, but there were ten thousand mud horses galloping in my mind.Seeing my confusion, Wang Yan explained with a smile: "The elder son is a dream, and the younger son is a reality. It doesn't matter which one you choose, and you will have something to do in the end. As long as you can accept the result, what you do will matter." Is it important?"

As expected of Mr. Wang, whom I have always admired, my ability to speak the truth has improved a lot.Leaving the campus and walking on the streets of the town, I reluctantly followed behind Wang Yan.The road leads to her house, and I'm thinking of some reason to get out.

(End of this chapter)