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CHAPTER 3: MEETING (3)

"Duong Duong, she dares to say that to me" Thien Kim's cooing voice made me disgusted, and then my steps got faster and faster. I don't have the courage to fight him, so I have to know myself first.

"Interesting". Those were the last words that ended our meeting, but what did "interesting" mean, why did he find it interesting, and I just found it annoying.

Since the day he left, I have always been allergic to the name "Duong" although I used to like this name very much, unfortunately, "avoid melon skin meets coconut shell" I immediately met a young man named Duong, who has a different personality from England but why do I always see a familiar figure in him. For me, once giving faith, to receive the end is hurt, giving hope in exchange for months of waiting. Maybe that's why my faith fades over the years, since then I'm independent and gradually become insensitive to everyone around me. Except for him, but he went and took that heart with him, buried in a black hole in the vast universe. For me, England has always been the exception, an exception that defies time and space. Just being you, even though my life is dark and pitch black, it will be bright and full of pink happiness.

Ever since the principal's announcement about the training, training, and knowledge improvement sessions for the upcoming exam, we didn't like each other, but we met more often. Although the two faculties are next to each other, I rarely go out of class, so my presence is not known to anyone except my classmates, and that makes me like an out-of-date child. , in addition to the knowledge learned in class, self-study in books and newspapers, current information at schools such as hot girls, hot boys, seniors in the upper class, or exchange programs to get to know each other ... I don't know anything, don't know anyone or know anyone, and of course, they don't know anything about me either. From time to time, I only vaguely heard Hoang Oanh and Nhi - a university classmate I became acquainted with later, chatting with each other about the seniors and seniors of the school, and the two names "Luc Duong" and "Luc Duong". "Thien Kim" is mentioned the most. Perhaps they are young and old and grew up together in two rich and powerful families, but both are very handsome, beautiful, and attractive, wherever they go. Luc Duong has a cold look, but each facial expression is harmoniously combined with a majestic demeanor that is difficult to approach. And Thien Kim has a beautiful beauty, from her body to her face as if she was gifted by nature, although I don't like her, I still have to admit that she is also very beautiful, compared to me, her eyes and nose are okay. , an ordinary family, not very talented, but I have a very kind heart, that's all I know, until the end of term 1 when I began to be noticed by the teachers because of my enthusiasm. Gentleness, hard work, and of course good academic record are indispensable for my standout. It is thanks to the grace of the teachers who have cared about and nominated me to professional study classes to represent the school in the city-level competition for excellent students that I can slowly integrate into the new environment, grasp new information, and become a little more open-minded person. Stepping out into the world of school news, I just discovered one thing, that obnoxious Luc Duong is even more famous and domineering than what I've known, it's also true to say it because I've only heard from two friends, those were Hoang Oanh and Nhi, and now more than 5000 people all know him and talk about him. And a lot of much better information, like the fact that there are dozens of beautiful girls, the hot girls on the top failed to confess to him, he doesn't like girls, and there are rarely pictures. No shadow has existed with him for more than a week except Thien Kim. Suddenly I felt like I was like a "frog at the bottom of a well", it's true that the sky is really big.

A semester has ended, and I still haven't signed up to join any of the school's Clubs. Student life, it is often said, is the most wonderful and meaningful time of human life if we know how to take advantage of it. Almost everyone is looking for a club to join to get acquainted with many friends and brothers and sisters, they are always looking for ways to expand their relationships, which is very good for business projects. business, inheriting the family career of the people studying here. For me, that is really necessary, I am not beautiful, nor talented and my family is normal, there is only one good thing that is that I have a small family always beside me. and loved me, my adoptive parents considered me as their own child, and Anh, the older brother who accompanied me through the dark years of the past. Those are the things I always cherish. At the same time, I have to find myself a club to sign up for, because that way I will have more training points, to accumulate enough training points, a necessary factor for graduation. Independent for their own life without always relying on adoptive parents. Holding the registration form, I looked at the very attractive club names: the event club, the taekwondo martial arts club, and the traditional martial arts club....but there was only one. the name that made my eyes stop for a long time, it was the social work club. Without thinking, I checked in and went to the student council room to apply. The person who received my application form is a senior, according to subtle observation, I guess he is a 3rd or 4th-year student, taller than 1m8, well-proportioned, with attractive black eyes and five senses. delicate. 'Why is there such a handsome guy in the student union, how have I never met him before,' I was stunned for a few seconds by his handsomeness and kind gaze.

“You signed up for the social work club?”

While watching, I was awakened by his low voice

"Ah, yes, that's right" this voice, I've heard it somewhere before, why is it so familiar. My heart is filled with confusion

“Why do you want to join the club?”

“Because I like it” I don't have the patience to give a roundabout and fake answer like this is a good club, helping many people, participating in learning, etc... I don't want to talk. those words when I myself have not felt. Perhaps encountering a curt, ignorant girl, so my answer made "good man" round eyes, stroking his chin and staring at me. The atmosphere turned awkward.

"Okay, let's go to class"

"Goodbye" perhaps, from that moment I will never come down to the office to see him again, he will probably have a grudge against me.

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