Director's growth history

"Fang Yuan, did you communicate well with Professor Kong tonight?"

"Okay, I have benefited a lot. [|]"

"What did he talk to you about?"

"He told me what issues I should pay attention to when being interviewed by the mayor. I have to be decent in my speech and appearance, neither humble nor overbearing."

Fang Shujuan's heart sank: This Professor Kong is indeed an old fritters. He used this method to attract Fang Yuan's progressive heart. Rather than saying that Fang Yuan is close to Kong Shuanghua, it is better to say that Fang Yuan was attracted by Professor Kong and approached Kong Shuanghua. .

"Fangyuan, in fact, I have been worrying about tomorrow's affairs for you!"

"Shujuan, I know. Thank you, I have always been grateful to you in my heart." Fang Yuan's heart was filled with emotion and contradiction at the same time, alas, such a thing is really troublesome!If no girl loves me, I will feel inferior and distressed; if there are several girls who love me, the distress will be more than if no girl loves me!If Kong Shuanghua's family is combined with Fang Shujuan's virtuousness, it doesn't matter even if the girl is as ugly as Dong Shi.

"Fangyuan, I sincerely wish you to seize tomorrow's opportunity and go to the next level. In any case, I will do my best to help you. Those logistical trivialities won't let you worry about it, you just Just think about how to do a good job, think about how to make progress."

The more Fang Shujuan said this, the more Fangyuan couldn't bear to mention the matter with Kong Shuanghua.To hurt such a good girl who loves her impeccably, how could Fang Yuan dare to do this, how dare she open her mouth?

Walking like this, Fang Shujuan took the initiative to find topics, and Fang Yuan answered passively, but Fang Shujuan's infinite tenderness made Fang Yuan's heart feel like a hemp rope was tightening him—that was the feeling of heartache, that was that the heart was bleeding.

"Shujuan, let's go back. It's getting late, let's go to bed earlier."

Under the night, the orange lights of the street lamps appear blurred and hesitant, and the chaotic light seems to be Fangyuan's mood at this time.I really can't open my mouth!But I have to speak!what to do?what to do?Fang Yuan was absent-minded.

It was late at night, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. When I met one by chance, I walked in a hurry.Fang Yuan and Fang Shujuan were probably the only ones walking in the courtyard.

Fang Shujuan inserted her little hand into Fang Yuan's again.Fang Yuan felt the coldness and softness of this hand, he did not let go, but held it tightly.