Without restraint, Ren Xinghe fell to the ground and gasped for breath.
Fan Ye stood in front of him, raised her hand and pointed: "Why did you bump into Sister Yue and Fang Canyang?"
When Ren Xinghe saw her now, he trembled all over, and that feeling of suffocation surged up again.
He shrank back subconsciously, "You...cough cough cough...go away..."
Fanye: "?"
Huo Fanjin leaned into her ear: "This girl probably casts a shadow on you."
"Me? Shadow?" The little girl's eyes widened, as if she couldn't accept this fact.
"Cough... Did you grow up eating Dali vegetables?"
"Strong dish?"
"Otherwise, how could it be like this?" Huo Fanjin raised his hand and made a gesture of grabbing someone.
Fanye blinked, puzzled: "Is this difficult?"
Huo Fanjin: "..." Sorry to bother you.
"Ren Xinghe, do you know what you are doing?" Ling Xuan frowned and questioned.
At the beginning, he felt that this person was dishonest and narrow-minded, but he didn't expect to dare to commit murder in the street.
"Hehe...hehehe..." Ren Xinghe laughed out loud upon hearing this.
He just sat on the ground, his head drooping, and he didn't intend to get up.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Laughing, coughing, trembling all over: "I know? Why don't you know? Who is more stupid than anyone who can enter the summer camp?"
In the next second, he suddenly raised his eyes, and his cold gaze directly hit Fang Canyang: "You are still so lucky."
Every time he takes a group test, he is always a little higher than himself. Ren Xinghe can only work harder and harder, and even saves the time for eating to do questions and memorize words, but what about Fang Canyang
He has a regular schedule, eats when it is time to eat, sits in a daze after class, does the problems when the teacher asks him to do them, and turns off the lights to sleep after finishing his homework after class.
Every step follows the route planned by others, and I am used to being arranged—no thinking, no initiative, no striving.
On the same road, Ren Xinghe was running fast, but Fang Canyang was not slow, but in the end Fang Canyang walked in front of him
"Then what is my contribution? Is it a joke?!"
The corners of Fang Canyang’s mouth tightened. He wanted to say that he was not like that. He listened carefully in class and finished his homework on time after class. As long as he digested all the knowledge he gained and drew inferences from one instance, it would be more than enough to complete the group test. Do.
The first real extra-curricular expansion after he entered the summer camp was just now, Jiang Fuyue's set of D-country summary test papers.
Besides, "in a daze" between classes, he is just relaxing his brain and adjusting his state, so that the next class will be more efficient.
Fang Canyang is not as hardworking as he said, he just has his own set of learning methods.
Ren Xinghe couldn't see it, so he felt that he was not worthy of being selected for the national team.
This is no longer prejudice, but narrow-mindedness.
Preconceived, self-righteous.
"You are right in saying something," Jiang Fuyue said lightly, "Who is more stupid than anyone who can enter the summer camp? Every result has a reason, you have a reason for not being selected, and Fang Canyang has a reason for being selected."
"You can judge yourself, but you can't judge others. Personal value is not measured by what outsiders see, but by what he has really done and how much effort he has put in."
Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
The sonorous and forceful, clear and calm, these words not only fell into the ears of Ren Xinghe, but also imprinted in the hearts of everyone very clearly.
Lin Shumo frowned slightly.
Ling Xuan looked at her cold profile with hot eyes.
Fanye kept nodding to show her agreement—Sister Yue was right! Sister Yue is the best!
Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui were in a trance for a while.
The former is often ridiculed because of being overweight, while the latter often falls into feelings of inferiority and self-loathing because of the average family conditions.
But now someone tells them: Personal value is not measured by what outsiders see, but by what he has really done and how much effort he has put in.
It hit the ground loudly, like a blow to the head.
As for Huo Fanjin...
She fixedly looked at Jiang Fuyue's back with a dazed expression.
Obviously, he is not much shorter than her, but why do he suddenly feel that she is so... er... tall
Grass!
Huo Fanjin coughed lightly to cover up his momentary gaffe: "What should we do now?"
The questioning gaze subconsciously turned to Jiang Fuyue.
Maybe she didn't even notice how fresh and natural this reaction was, she just felt that with so many people present, only Jiang Fuyue could make up her mind, maybe there are so many boys there.
Jiang Fuyue: "Call the police."
Ren Xinghe's pupils shrank.
He still knew he was afraid, "I was just careless just now, the brakes failed..."
Huo Fanjin: "Fart! Just like you bumped into it like crazy, accidentally? Liar?"
"Even if the brakes fail, can't you control the direction? You ran directly behind the two of them. The front of the car was straight and there was no intention of dodging." Ling Xuan said coldly.
Over there, Gao Zhaoming had already taken out his phone and dialed it.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ren Xinghe wanted to rush up to grab the phone, but was stopped by Ling Xuan and Huang Hui.
"...Yes, the sidewalk opposite the North Gate of Q University." Gao Zhaoming ended the call, "It's ok, the police said they will come right away."
Ren Xinghe's legs went limp and he fell to the ground.
Suddenly, he thought of something, and his expression lifted: "You have no evidence, as long as I insist on being careless, even if the police come, I can't be held accountable, just deal with it as an accident!"