Song Qian was very happy when she met the male lead.
She thought about the warmth that might be reborn, and made some calculations.
Her wishful thinking came to nothing because she could not help but sneer at the corner of her mouth.
She was worthy of competing with her for the male lead.
Song Qian held the male protagonist's contact information in her hand, and her heart was on fire.
It was finally here.
Today she didn't come in vain.
The plot finally brought her back.
She got the male protagonist's contact information, then she could I wrote a letter to the male protagonist.
First, I told him some warm and heartwarming things from the past.
After she developed the habit of opening her letters and reading them, I then wrote some romance, style, and unique values between the lines. and thoughts, highlighting her uniqueness.
This is how she lets the female protagonist hook up with the male protagonist in the book.
After all, she is not good at writing cold male protagonists, so she can only adopt this long-lasting relationship model.
The female protagonist writes letters to the male protagonist to talk about love, and also There is no need to describe him, and the heroine has enough time to do what she wants to do, killing two birds with one stone.
As for Wen Xin, she no longer takes her seriously.
The moment she handed the letter to her, Song Qian knew that she was finished and had nothing to be afraid of.
After she successfully married the male protagonist this time, look at her How to deal with that bitch.
Song Qian felt excited.
What she was excited about was that she could finally see a glimmer of hope.
She had not grasped the plot line before and lived in a haze every day without any goals.
If she could not walk through the book The heroine’s route, what other goals can she have?
Is it possible to go to work and earn dozens of dollars a month after studying in this world?
She was unwilling to give in.
When she came from modern times to this era, her living conditions suddenly dropped to zero.
There was nothing here, and it was so backward that it was unimaginable.
She doesn't have any special skills.
Could it be that after four years of college, she would get a job, go to the company where she was assigned, and then work as a state employee, eating public food, and earning dozens of dollars a month?
salary.
As a person of the new era, the salary of tens of yuan is shabby.
In this era, everyone is eager to get the iron rice bowl.
Everyone is trying their best to squeeze into the position, but Song Qian can't look down on any of them.
She has never seen anything like this.
Stars can earn hundreds of thousands or millions from a random movie.
If they become popular, they can earn tens of millions a year, or hundreds of millions every minute.
Even if you become an Internet celebrity, your income is not low, you are happy and free, and it is much more carefree than working for someone from 9 to 5.
With such ambition, how could she afford a job with a salary of tens or hundreds of dollars.
Moreover, ten years later, the 1990s was an era of great economic recovery.
At that time, people who did any business would become multi-millionaires and billionaires.
Song Qian looked down on office workers with small noses and small eyes who earned such small wages, and always refused to give up her business plan and her dream of getting rich, but she suffered from having no money, no capital, and no backing.
But now it's okay, she finally contacted the male protagonist.
What happened after the excitement was not so wonderful, because as soon as the male protagonist left, there was no one to arrange for her.
She could only stay alone in the reception room, not knowing what to do.
There were only two round-trip buses a day at the station, at six in the morning and three in the afternoon.
It was almost noon now, and she had to wait three or four hours before she could get on the bus and return to the guest house in the city.
Now that the morning train had returned, it would still be three or four hours before the afternoon train, and she could only stay in the reception room.
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It was hot summer now.
The reception room was only a few square meters and not very big.
It was a very simple room.
It was extremely hot and stuffy, and she was soaked in a short time.
Not only was she hot, but she was also hungry.
Seeing many soldiers entering the camp canteen to eat, she also wanted to go in, but was stopped by the sentry.
"The army is not open to people other than family members.
You are not the family member of the regiment leader.
Please leave here immediately, Military Important place, no idlers are allowed to enter."
The sentry said very rudely.
Song Qian Kairu was still nice and said, "I asked your group leader to report the situation.
He is someone who can be helpful to your group leader."
Later, the sentry refused to let her enter the camp.
Song Qian became angry and said, "This is how your army treats guests.
I'll go find your commander to reason with you."
"The captain is not available, please leave immediately."
How could the sentry tell her this?
If he let this woman in, he would be in trouble.
Anyone who is not a family member or has not been taken away is prohibited from coming here.
Come in, this is a rule and an order.
If Song Qian keeps messing around, he will pull the gun.
In the end, Song Qian became angry and was kicked out of the army.
She was not even allowed to stay in the waiting room.
She could only run to a nearby tree and stay there.
She was hungry until three o'clock in the afternoon before she finally sat down.
We drove back to the city and then returned to school.
The first thing she did when she returned to school was to write a letter to Captain Yan, in which she vaguely talked about her experience of waiting for more than three hours, expressed her sadness, and mentioned some heart-warming things, saying that she regretted coming back.
Yeah, you shouldn't be so impulsive.
You should talk to Wen Wen first. , I also hope that Captain Yan can solve this matter well.
She used her beautiful writing style to hint a warm purpose between the lines, so that Captain Yan would not be fooled, and finally put herself in I published a short poem to show him my talent.
After writing the letter, I revised it twice and copied it again before mailing it to the address.
When the busy Captain Yan received the letter, he glanced at it twice, then calmly tore the letter into pieces, threw it into the trash can, and burned it to ashes.
After a moment, he stood up and left the room.
He made a call to the capital to closely monitor a person, thoroughly check her files, search out all the letters in her hand, and destroy every single one.
Song Qian now has some savings and has contacted the male protagonist.
She puts almost all her energy into writing letters to the male protagonist, completely ignoring Liu Feng.
She doesn't like Liu Feng in the first place, and he is just her mention.
Just a cash machine.
Liu Feng has been chasing Song Qian for a year.
Almost all the money sent from home was given to Song Qian, covering her meal tickets, and the rest was also used to buy food for her.
If you add it all up, it has already been spent.
Two hundred dollars.
How could he be willing to give up?
After dating her several times, he finally asked Song Qian out in the evening.
Song Qian was as cold as ice to him and immediately broke up with him.
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She mentioned breaking up but did not mention repaying the money.
Her words were very heartless. , which made Liu Feng angry.
For a while, the two of them were arguing and arguing in the remote woods of the school.
What Song Qian didn't expect was that Liu Feng, who was usually obedient to her and honest and reliable, would be so bold that he covered her with red eyes. mouth, and impulsively pressed her down on the lush grass and forced her to fuck her.
The first thing after dawn was that Song Qian called the police despite Liu Feng's pleading.
The police took Liu Feng away, but released her back a few days later.
However, she was inexplicably expelled from the school for misconduct.
Her luggage and things were thrown out of the dormitory as if someone had turned over them.
After that, the school notified her family, and her family members, who had almost severed ties with her, came to Kyoto and took her back to her hometown.
She became seriously ill after returning.
All the school luggage and her belongings were left, except the luggage roll.
Gone.
When she had a fever and was in a daze, her cold-blooded family sold her to a well-off family in the town.
There was a fool in the family.
Sold for three hundred yuan.
When Song Qian was awake, she was a bridal chamber woman.
That fool was a real fool.
She kicked her until she rolled on the ground crying, and she ran out secretly the next day.
She had no household registration, no identity, no money, and no destination until she met a good man who helped her buy a ticket.
She was afraid that a fool would chase her after her family found out she was missing.
She followed this man without hesitation, all the way to the south.
We came down to a very strange place.
She wanted to borrow some money from this good man to find the male protagonist, but this good man who greeted her at the train station completely changed his face after arriving at her territory, and he imprisoned her at home.
After Song Qian failed to escape for the fifth time, during a fight with the man, Wenxin poked his eyes blind with something, blood spurted out, and then escaped, but she had no identification and was penniless.
Living on the street, with wounds and bloodstains on her body, no place to live, and no money to eat, she finally had to run to the police station, but she was arrested soon after.
After it was found that she had two serious injuries, she and the man A man who was blind in one eye was convicted together and sentenced to twenty years.
Song Qian never thought that one day she would end up in a women's prison, let alone that this place would be a nightmare.
On the first day she entered, she was bullied and tortured.
She was extremely remorseful.
She hated Liu Feng, hated Wenxin, and hated everyone.
She also regretted that she had written such a novel because she wanted to vent her anger, and regretted that she had stepped in.
She longed, longed to do it all over again.
Yan Motou glanced at Wenxin coolly, and said nothing to the letter she hid behind her back.
He just opened the passenger door and asked Wenxin to get in and sit down.
Students are coming out of the school one after another, including people from the review class.
When I came out, I saw a large military green Jeep not far from the school gate.
Cars are not uncommon in this city, but there are not many jeeps, especially military vehicles, which give people a sense of superiority.
"The army's jeep is so majestic."
"Look, isn't that Wei Xin?"
"She got on the bus and she was waving her hands to us."
Several students in the review class also happily waved their hands to Wenxin.
"She seems to be his partner.
She said her partner is an army officer."
"Officer" someone exclaimed.
"Her partner is so tall."
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After sending Wenxin to the car, Yan Mo walked around to the other side, opened the car door, took a step with his long legs, and stepped on it.
His movements were neat and unrestrained, and he was indescribably handsome. .
"Bang."
The car door was closed.
As the car started, Yan Damo had a cold face, reversed the car and shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator and accelerated in one go.
His movements were skillful and fast, and he turned the steering wheel smoothly and accurately with his palms.
The car was just like the person he was, showing off his skills.
Those who look at it from a distance have stars in their eyes.
Even the warmth of sitting in the car makes my scalp numb.
So handsome It is a short drive from the school to Songtao Garden.
Yan Zeyang concentrated on driving and said nothing.
Wen Xin felt a little guilty at first, but after thinking about it, she didn't do anything, so she walked towards him confidently and said, "Zeyang" The voice made people's eyes tremble, and everyone who heard it felt numb.
The man looked calm, glanced at her, and said calmly: "You still want me to drive the car on the mountain road again?"
Wen Xin choked.
It's okay that he didn't mention it.
As soon as he said it, she remembered the last time they were in the car on the mountain road, so shameless and calm.
When she looked at the car again, her eyes were wrong.
She still remembers it now.
I remember that he folded her legs in front of his chest, and her feet were pressed against the carport above.
Her toes were slightly raised and pressed against the roof of the car, which felt slightly cool.
Back home.
Wenxin put her bag on the coffee table next to the sofa and went to the bedroom to change clothes.
Yama walked in, put the car keys on the cabinet on the side, glanced at the bedroom, then walked straight to the sofa and sat down.
He placed Wen Xin's bag on the coffee table, reached out to open it, and casually pulled out a notebook from inside, and then took out a piece of letter paper from his jacket pocket.
He spread the two out and compared them quickly with lightning eyes.
After a long time, Yan Motou's expression slowly relaxed.
He heard the sound of the cabinet door closing in the bedroom.
He quickly pushed the notes back into the bag, folded the letter and put it back into his clothes.
Wen Xin came out wearing a short-sleeved military shirt that Yan Motou had left at home, revealing two thin, white and tender legs.
She combed her simple ponytail and jumped out.
When she saw Yan Motou, she ran over and sat next to him, "Why did you come back so early today?
Did you come to pick me up after I finished the exam?"
Yan Motou had a gloomy look on his face all the way back, but he finally showed a smile.
He just looked at her with a bit of a smile on his face.
He stretched out his hand and pulled her ponytail.
He didn't ask her again about her score or results, just his eyes.
He glanced at the envelope that Wenxin had casually inserted into the side pocket of his schoolbag and asked, "Why don't you open it and take a look, okay?"
Wen Xin knew that if she didn't open it and take a look, he would not look good all night.
It was rare for him to be jealous like this.
She secretly pursed her lips and smiled, "Just open it, it's just a love letter at most.
You have to know that for such an outstanding person like me, there are so many people who like me.
How many love letters I receive is nothing.
"Wen Xin hasn't been angry with him for a long time, and her mouth is a little itchy today.
Sure enough, he was smiling one second, but his eyes became gloomy the next, "Open it, I want to see what kind of love letter he wrote."
If he dares to ruin the military marriage, he will be sent to the Education Bureau tomorrow, and he will not be able to go to school.
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Little did Wenxin know that Yan Damo had dark thoughts under his skin.
Wenxin had always been under his careful protection.
The most she could do was look at his face.
That was the side that Yama was willing to show her, but not the other side that he was unwilling to show.
On the one hand, it is not suitable to reveal it to the one he loves.
He is afraid that she will think he is terrible.
The envelope was still sticky.
Wen Xin muttered and tore the letter open.
She shook her hand and a push of money and tickets fell out of the envelope.
They were scattered on her snow-white thighs, along the way.
The legs dropped to the ground.
Fifty cents, all scattered money in small denominations.
"This" Wen Wen looked at the contents in the envelope in shock and thought to herself: Is that classmate crazy?
His family is so poor.
If he doesn't keep any money for college, why should he give it to her?
Next to her, Demon Head Yan was really angry.
He said to her in a cold voice: "Oh, there are men who have given you money.
If you are moved, should I give up my seat to him?"
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