The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

"If you ask me, we should go to the station manager together and report the situation, and jointly request that Lu Yuan be fired."

Su Ming spoke loudly at the entrance of the park.

This place is often a gathering spot for riders, and it's already a well-known rest area for them.

He felt that this was the perfect opportunity for him to turn the tide.

He had no chance of winning before because most people at the station believed in Lu Yuan.

But after such a real loss of interests has occurred, will people still trust Lu Yuan?

With this in mind.

He spent almost the entire morning trying to persuade everyone.

Just as he expected.

Indeed, quite a few people spoke up to agree.

But this is only a small part.

Most people didn't even say a word; they either lay on their electric bikes pretending to be asleep or simply started their bikes and drove away.

Before leaving, the elderly Mr. Liu only said two sentences:

His first words were: "I'm getting old, don't bother me with this kind of thing anymore."

The second sentence is: "That's how a heartless and ungrateful person's life will be."

Su Ming stood there, his face flushing red and then turning pale, but this did not stop him from moving forward.

He returned to the station with a group of supporters and found station manager Liu Huaimin.

Station Chief Liu Huaimin looked at the dozen or so figures and was momentarily at a loss.

This website.

I'm afraid I can't stay here any longer.

He could only try to calm everyone down, saying that he would definitely give them a satisfactory explanation in a couple of days.

Then he secretly returned to his office and called Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan, is there any way to resolve this?"

"What happened?"

"You probably won't be able to stay at the Chengdong station any longer."

It's now clear that things have completely broken down.

If you keep him here, he'll eventually leave, but eventually there will be a group of people who can't stay.

The minority submits to the majority; this has always been the solution.

The stationmaster sighed and slowly said:

"If you have any other options, I'll buy you a few more days. If you don't, I'll send you to another station. In short, I need to give you a way out."

"Huaimin, you don't hate me?"

"Life is full of disappointments, and I'm getting old, so whether I get promoted or not doesn't really matter. But it's different for you; you have plenty of opportunities ahead of you. Don't let this affect you."

Liu Huaimin is over fifty years old and has experienced everything.

I've come to terms with many things.

Lu Yuan, on the other end of the phone, was silent for a moment after hearing this, then said softly:

"Huaimin, you've made the best decision of your life."

...

Ning Yan watched Shen Jia cooking glutinous rice balls in the kitchen.

I sat at the table somewhat nervously, constantly rehearsing the script in my mind.

She jokingly calls herself someone who isn't nervous even when attending district-wide meetings.

Unexpectedly, he became nervous when his stepdaughter cooked him glutinous rice balls.

Should I say, "You did a great job, better than what you get in restaurants?"

She shook her head, feeling that she shouldn't say that.

That sounds too fake.

But all they said was, "Your cooking is delicious."

This seems rather perfunctory.

Just as she was feeling nervous, Shen Jia brought over the glutinous rice balls.

She wondered if she should start by praising the food, saying it "looks delicious," since food shows usually begin by evaluating its appearance.

But Shen Jia spoke up before her.

"Mom, time for a midnight snack."

"You look like... what did you call me?"

Their eyes met, and they remained silent, stunned.

Shen Jia never called her "Mom," nor did she call her "Auntie."

Ning Yan didn't address her by any title, because they only had a chance to talk privately when they were face to face.

When there are many people around, the two people hardly communicate, so there's no need for titles.

Shen Jia also wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She would never have done this if Lu Yuan hadn't asked her to.

How embarrassing!

Ning Yan looked up with mixed feelings, even though she suspected it might be a hint from Lu Yuan.

But this feeling of being there is indescribable.

No one wants to be unappreciated.

Especially for someone like her who has already achieved great recognition in her career.

So she didn't praise the glutinous rice balls for being delicious, nor did she praise Shen Jia for her skillful cooking.

She said, "You've grown up, Gaja."

After saying that.

The two finished their meal in silence and then returned to their respective rooms to rest.

There were no tearful scenes or Mary Sue-esque moments as I had imagined.

Only before going to sleep.

Ning Yan took a cup of hot milk to Shen Jia's room.

I told her not to overwork herself and to go to bed early.

She imitated a scene from a TV series; she's never done this with her own son.

...

Lu Yuan, lying in his own bed, watched with a smile as Shen Jia shared the late-night snack.

He flipped himself over like he was frying a fish.

Relationships between people aren't that difficult.

Although it seems like the daughter is playing the role of a daughter and the mother is playing the role of a mother.

But doesn't everything in life begin with playing a role?

From imitating one's parents as a child, learning to play the role of a child, to listening to one's teacher, learning to play the role of a student...

Children play adults, adults play important figures, and important figures turn around and play the role of sincere children.

The world is such a wonderful place; everyone seems to be playing their own role.

But as you act, there are moments when you genuinely immerse yourself in the role.

So when you encounter a problem you can't solve, don't rush. Just act it out according to the image in your mind, however you think it is best.

Just like Shang Qingya, who lingered outside the door for a long time.

She was clearly acting awkwardly.

"We're far apart, so let's exchange letters, but we can save them for later before opening them, okay?"

"When will it be demolished?"

"After we go see the sea!"

Shang Qingya's expression was extremely serious. She not only handed over a letter, but also a blank sheet of paper and an envelope.

This is a confession technique she just learned.

What? Why can't I confess now?

Early romantic relationships are wrong!

She imagined a scene in her mind where they experienced a romantic moment in front of the sea.

At that moment, everything was in place: the right time, the right place, and the right people.

Lu Yuan opened the love letter and saw a deeply affectionate and romantic confession.

At that time, I'll have Xiao Luyuan completely under my control!

Shang Qingya leaned against the door frame, already lost in wonderful fantasies.

"You seem to be drooling a little."

"what?"

Shang Qingya snapped out of her daze and quickly touched her lips.

There was no saliva at all.

On the contrary, Lu Yuan was laughing so hard on the bed that he was doubled over, like a catfish jumping around on a chopping board.

"You're teasing me again!"

"We've already made some kind of agreement."

"Not many, okay!" Shang Qingya stretched out her little hand and counted seriously. As she counted, she suddenly asked, "Let me test you. Do you remember?"

"I've provided you with food and a view of the sea, and now I have another letter to give you."

"At least you haven't forgotten!"

Shang Qingya nodded in satisfaction, then shook her head and went back to her room.

She thought Lu Yuan was wonderful; he remembered all the promises and agreements.

But she vaguely remembered that there seemed to be something missing.

It seems there were more than just these three agreements between them.

What was there again?

Others are racking their brains over their thoughts.

She was different; she circled around the lamp.

Under the bedroom lamp, the little girl paced around, pondering what she had forgotten.

Like a rove beetle.