With Liu Tao around, there is no need to worry about anything. When it came out again and again, the manuscript on the board seemed to be a flawless manuscript that should belong to a special economics issue. I flatteringly filled Liu Tao's teacup with water. , put it in his hand, and thanked again: "Mr. Liu, thanks for having you."
Liu Tao just waved his hands indifferently, smiled at me and said, "Momo, don't call me Teacher Liu all the time, it makes me look old."
It is a tradition in the newspaper office that new reporters usually address the old editor as teacher. How dare I break it, even though I have always affectionately called him "Taotao" in my heart. "Calling you teacher does not mean that you are old in age, but that you are old in qualifications." I continued to curry favor. Liu Tao obviously doesn't take this kind of thing very much, he is only about 30 years old this year, and he is not too old in the newspaper office, but because of his outstanding ability and good popularity, he has a vested leadership It depends on the preferences of the young reporters. Of course, I have to admit that the reason why he is popular is not only because of his excellent business skills and chatting skills, but also because of his good looks.
Thinking of this, I felt unhappy again. It’s fine for a woman to be attractive, but how can a man’s good looks become an advantage? Oh, of course, I'm not talking about Liu Tao, I'm talking about the damned Cheng Hua, Liu Tao's good looks, after all, are based on real talents and real learning. Or, to put it another way, it was indeed not easy to see such a man with thick eyebrows, handsome eyes and red lips and white teeth in the editorial team, but it was nothing if thrown into Cheng Hua's entertainment circle.
Unlike Cheng Hua, he is simply a born monster. No matter how much I hate him, at this point I have to admit that this man is really beyond reproach on the outside. Regardless of the height of more than 1.8 meters, the figure with wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs, or the face with perfect facial features and skin so fine that no pores can be seen, there is no flaw at all.
It is precisely because of this that in the more than ten years of struggles with him in my life, I have repeatedly ended in failure. When he stared sincerely at his dark and deep eyes, with long eyelashes still blinking, everyone would choose to believe what he said, not mine.
After I lost the last time, I gritted my teeth and said to him: "Cheng Hua, it's a pity that you don't want to be an actor in your life."
"Oh, really?" He smiled at me calmly, "Momo, so you want me to be an actor?"
"Hmph, I hope your dead body will be exposed on the street tomorrow!" I said coldly and turned my head to leave, hearing his laughter behind me.
It was the last semester of high school. As the representative of the Chinese class, after I collected all the essays and handed them over to the teacher, I proudly said to the teacher, "Cheng Hua didn't hand in the homework."
The teacher found me and Cheng Hua after the first get out of class was over. At that time, I thought smugly that he would definitely be punished this time, but unexpectedly, the teacher asked me first: "Du Mo , what about your own composition?"
"Ah, I gave it to you together with everyone." I said innocently, of course I paid it, and writing essays is my hobby. Even if I don't do algebra and English homework, it is impossible for me not to write Chinese homework of.
"I didn't see your homework. Du Mo, as a class representative, how can you set an example for your classmates like this? Also, the teacher trusts you so much, is this how you repay the trust?"
I was a little confused by what this teacher said. I have been a Chinese class representative since I was in high school, but it was not the teacher in front of me who made me the class representative. She came here to lead the graduation class in the third year of high school. She treated me The degree of liking for me is obviously not as good as that of the previous Chinese teacher, because she doesn't like me at all.
Seeing that I was silent, the teacher snorted, turned to Cheng Hua and said, "Cheng Hua, what about you? Why didn't you hand in your homework?"
The tone suddenly became much gentler, and I had to look up at them curiously.
"I handed it in, um, maybe classmate Du Mo lost it accidentally?" Cheng Hua said, after the voice-changing period, his voice was terribly pleasant, and the teacher's face no longer showed any anger.
What's even more outrageous is that Cheng Hua's expression is even more innocent than my real innocent one before. I didn't care about defending for a while, and just humbly imitated his expression. The eyes opened a little wider, the corners of the mouth pulled out a little to one side, and the nostrils opened slightly, showing a moderate grievance of being wronged. When I was having a great time studying, Cheng Hua tilted her head to face me slightly. smiled. And then the teacher's shrill voice came: "Du Mo! You still make faces at Cheng Hua? Do you know what kind of mistake you made? As a class representative, you didn't complete your homework, lied to the teacher, and even bullied your classmates. I deliberately hid my homework to frame my classmates. Invite your parents to me."
"It's not like this." I explained weakly, self-knowledge is useless, and I don't have a precedent of winning when facing the issue of right and wrong with Cheng Hua. Sure enough, the teacher ignored me, but said to Cheng Hua gently, "Cheng Hua, go back to class, I've delayed your study time, and the teacher will give you an explanation for this matter."
"Teacher, I don't think Du Mo lost my homework on purpose. Don't be angry with her." He said to the teacher with a more sincere expression.
I saw the excited maternal brilliance in the teacher's eyes, and I knew that this kid was a blessing in disguise again.
I don't even want to think about what happened after that day, and naturally I was scolded by my parents again. Fortunately, they didn't link this matter too much with my will and quality, but thought it was me and Cheng. The personal grievances between Hua and Hua do not involve moral issues.
This was originally a gratifying result, but I heard my mother say to Cheng Hua's mother in private: "Boys and girls are flirting, how can it be serious. It's okay, let's not worry about it. They will graduate in half a year, so let's go for love and love."
"No, this teacher is too high-level." Mother Cheng said the same thing.
"Well, but, mother-in-law, you have to take care of Momo's temper after she and Xiaohua get married." With these words, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he almost spat out.
Afterwards, it was said that I was able to keep my position as class representative only because of Cheng Hua's pleading. Of course, I didn't care about it long ago. When facing him again, he took out my composition text with an innocent face and said, "Momo, I don't know why your composition text got into my schoolbag, why don't we explain it to the teacher." I just gritted my back molars and said, "You are really good at acting, it's a pity not to be an actor."
Everyone knows what happened next. He really passed the film school, became an actor, and even became a star.
"Liu Tao, can you buy tickets for Cheng Hua's concert? You can still book two tickets for 580 now." What the editor next to Liu Tao said suddenly interrupted my memory.
"Oh? Are there still 580 tickets?" Liu Tao expressed doubts.
"I have an acquaintance in the performance company, but if you want it, book it quickly, the internal tickets are also in short supply." The editor continued to encourage.
At this moment, Liu Tao turned his head and smiled at me, "Momo, do you want to see it? May I invite you to see it?"
Facing Liu Tao's invitation, I have mixed feelings.
This is the first time Liu Tao has officially dated me since I have known him for a year. I had fantasized about such a scene countless times, but the first date was to hear Cheng Hua's concert, but it made me extremely entangled. I controlled the expression on my face for a long time, so that the corners of my mouth wouldn't twitch and I asked, "Mr. Liu, do you like Cheng Hua too?"
"Yeah, his image is very healthy and positive, and he is a rare good actor. The image of a soldier he played in the recent TV series is really penetrating, and his singing is also very professional. The song in his new album "Don't Talk About the Past" is said to be his own lyrics and music, and he is really a very talented person." Liu Tao said very pertinently, but I couldn't agree with him, but I couldn't say anything radical to him .
After intense ideological struggle for a long time, I compromised: "If Mr. Liu likes to watch it, you don't need to buy a ticket. I'll get it for you."
"Oh? Do you know someone from the performance company?" Liu Tao asked curiously.
"I know Cheng Hua." I said blankly, then turned and went back to my desk.
Out of the importance and anticipation of Liu Tao's first date with me, I finally licked my face and asked for two tickets to Cheng Hua's concert. Of course, I don't need to ask Cheng Hua directly. If I want to ask him for alms, I'd rather miss Liu Tao in this life. Fortunately, the friendship between my mother and Cheng Hua's mother has not changed over the years, and my mother easily helped me get two tickets. I reminded her ten thousand times, "Don't let Cheng Hua know that I want it."
She patted her chest and assured that it was all right, but I couldn't believe the excitement in her eyes.
When I was sitting in a daze with two tickets, thinking about when to give them to Liu Tao, the girl at the next table leaned over and smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, Momo, you are the most duplicity. There are so many no, why don’t you go to see it, let’s see, good guy, for the 1880 ticket, you pay more than anyone else.”
When I heard this, I became angry all of a sudden, "The ghost spent his hard-earned money to buy his ticket, and he insisted on giving it to me." I told a lie to save myself some face.
This statement immediately attracted the attention of some people. Someone took the ticket in my hand, looked at it repeatedly, and then confirmed it for me impartially: "Really, this is a free ticket, and it cannot be bought."
"That doesn't prove that Cheng Hua gave it to her, do you really believe that she knew Cheng Hua?"
"Momo? I'm curious, what kind of mentality do you have to fabricate your acquaintance with Cheng Hua, and then try to smear him?"
The last person to speak was Xiao Zuo, a loyal fan of Cheng Hua. His fans were called "Hua Crazy", and everyone could be a true nympho. Her cold and sarcastic tone suddenly aroused my competitive heart.
"Why should I invent my acquaintance with him? I'd rather not know him."
"Then you can prove it to everyone. Tomorrow night is the concert. Do you dare to go on stage and present flowers to him? As long as you stand beside him, we will naturally know if you know each other."
"Why should I present flowers to him? It would be nice if I didn't throw his eggs." I said angrily.
"Hmph, forget it, it's boring. Momo, your bragging skills are really not very high." After Xiao Zuo came to a conclusion, he slid the chair back to his desk. Her last look of disdain made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles.
I thought and thought, for the sake of my reputation, I was going to prove that Cheng Hua knew me.