How did Shen Rongrong come to Dongshang Entertainment?
After watching the basketball game in the afternoon, Jiang Chen said goodbye to Shen Rongrong. Today's classes were all finished. She picked up her accounting textbook and walked towards the library.
Sitting next to the table in the library, she took out a book and placed it in front of her as usual.
But my heart was always a little confused. Chen Zhe's face appeared before him unconsciously, with that smile and that look in his eyes. He always peeked at his chest, thinking he didn't notice...
Shen Rongrong put her hands on her face. Fortunately, it wasn't hot!
Her home is in a small village 200 kilometers north of Jiangcheng City. She is poor, very poor.
Children from a privileged family will never understand how a poor child in a ravine lives!
Her father was a poor carpenter in the village, her mother died young, and she had a brother who was one year younger than her. The family of three was struggling to survive.
Who can understand how a smart, beautiful, hard-working and weak girl can support this family?
Farming in small mountain villages in the Northeast, every family has rice fields. The land in the Northeast is fertile and suitable for farming. Shen Rongrong's family owns more than ten acres. If they work hard, they will have enough food and clothing and still be wealthy.
As long as such land-owning families cultivate the land well, they will never become rich, but they will never become poor.
Unfortunately, when Shen Rongrong was ten years old, her mother was run over by a tractor while doing farm work. Her waist was cut and broken, so she was left half-disabled and could not die. Her father was afraid of spending money and would not let her go. He was hospitalized and raised by himself at home. He lay there for three months. Maggots formed in the wound and suppurated. He was wailing in pain every day at home.
Shen Rongrong knelt in front of her father, crying and begging her father to send her mother to the hospital!
As a result, my father hit me on the forehead with a carpenter's plane...
She still has a small scar on her forehead, which only she can touch and no one else can see.
That night when the father went to play cards, the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried for most of the night. The mother said something: "My child, my mother can't bear it anymore. I'm going to die. I don't want to suffer like this..."
When her mother passed away the next day, Shen Rongrong didn't cry, she just clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles hurt!
In those years, burials were popular in the village. When the villagers closed the lid of the coffin, she rushed over like crazy and wanted to touch her mother's face again. To the villagers' surprise, the heavy coffin board pressed on the 12-year-old girl's fingers. , full of blood!
She still didn't cry!
The teacher who came to the village was an educated youth who came from Shanghai. He found a wife and gave birth to a son here and was reluctant to leave.
Shen Rongrong knelt in front of her mother's new grave and knelt like that for a whole day.
In the evening, the teacher brought her two steamed buns and a pickle and placed them in front of her: "Rong Rong, are you going to cry?"
She shook her head!
The teacher sighed and turned back. At night, she placed steamed buns and pickles in front of her mother's grave, so that her mother, who had not had a full meal for three months, could have her last meal. When she went to the fields to plant rice the next morning, she also I smiled, my smile was sweet and beautiful!
Originally, my father was just lazy, drank some wine during dinner, and played cards when he had nothing to do.
She started drinking heavily from the day she was beaten, and her personality became violent. After drinking, she would go crazy and punch and kick her. Shen Rongrong didn't want her younger brother to see her, so she always protected her behind her.
In the past, mother and daughter took care of household and farm work, but now she is alone.
At that time, she thought: It will be fine when her brother grows up!
That's what she thought!
What's even more frightening is that the father drags his younger brother to drink together. When the younger brother grows up, he is a replica of his father. He is just as drunk, just as lazy, and just as addicted to gambling.
When she was twelve years old, she was responsible for preparing the family's rice fields, raising seedlings, transplanting rice seedlings, weeding and pest control, fertilizing, irrigation and drainage, and harvesting all by herself.
It is better to spend money slowly than to make money quickly!
It would be fine if the money was used properly for food and clothing, but how could it be done like this?
Shen Rongrong usually wears long-sleeved shirts and also wears them when sleeping. People in the dormitory laugh at her and gossip about her behind her back.
When she was in the library, Shen Rongrong gently rolled up her sleeves. Although she worked a lot, her skin was as white as water and as white as jade, and her arms were slender and soft, but there were dark scars on them.
Made with a carpenter's ruler.
After her mother passed away, her father wanted her to work at home and not learn anything, but Shen Rongrong, who had always been obedient, firmly disagreed. She said she would not delay farm work, she promised!
That was the second time her father beat her, but Shen Rongrong refused to fight until her death. Later, her father got tired from beating her and wanted to drink again, so Shen Rongrong went to the canteen at the entrance of the village.
She exchanged two dollars stained with blood for two glasses of soju.
She really didn't miss farm work. When she was in junior high school, she went to class during the day and worked at night. When she was in high school, she went to school in the county, rented out the land, and then worked for others. When she was in college, she was a tutor for the nephew of a female boss of a company while studying.
There is no delay in working to make money, and there is no delay in studying.
Knowledge changes destiny.
She believes it.
She has never told anyone these things, and Jiang Chen is her best friend, so she doesn’t know either!
In college, there were so many boys who were obsessed with her, including many rich second-generation people.
A few days after she registered as a freshman, a wealthy second-generation man threw 100,000 yuan directly in front of her: "Follow me, and this is yours."
Shen Rongrong refused.
If it weren't for Jiang Chen, she might have been dragged to a Mercedes-Benz and wasted.
It can be said that Jiang Chen saved her life, but she never told Jiang Chen about Shen Rongrong.
Shen Rongrong sat in the library and opened a torn accounting book of hers. The first page read: I made money, dig you out, and bury you in glory again, without relying on others!
She sighed and wiped her eyes.
No tears.
Shen Rongrong still didn’t cry!
Can knowledge really change destiny?
Her cell phone rang. Shen Rongrong lowered her head and looked at the caller number. It was Jia Jie!
Jia Jie had always disliked her and felt that Shen Rongrong was pretending to be innocent and was a slut, so she scolded her in front of her once.
Shen Rongrong did not argue.
There are some things you are doing, and God is watching. If you say it is useless, I say it is useless, God says, says, everyone says, that is!
Shen Rongrong is not stupid, but also very smart. Otherwise, why do you think she could still get first place every year in junior high school and high school when she had no time to do homework every day and often skipped classes because of making money? She also got special scholarships every year in college?
Diligence alone is useless!
Jia Jie just doesn't like her, and she understands that, but college is a turning point, not the end. If you go on the road of life, laugh at the end and laugh best!
She answered the phone, and Jia Jie's voice came from the phone: "Rongrong? Come back to the dormitory. I have something to tell you!"
It just so happened that Shen Rongrong was a little confused today and didn't want to read. She wanted to go back to the dormitory and take a nap before going to tutor.
"Okay, I'm going back now!"
Shen Rongrong closed the book, put her phone in her pocket and stood up.
As soon as she stood there, several boys in the library glanced at her, and some of them wanted to stand up after her.
They want to chat with themselves!
Shen Rongrong knows, understands, clearly.
But these people are too shallow. Shen Rongrong cannot fall in love, and even if she does, she will not find these people.
The person she likes doesn't need to be rich, handsome, capable, or humorous. She just wants him to be by her side suddenly at a certain moment of need, blocking her behind like a hero.
These people can't.
She didn't have to wait for that moment, she knew.
Shen Rongrong walked out of the library door. The boys followed her but did not dare to come over. They were afraid of Jiang Chen.
In the past, a boy suddenly rushed over to confess his love, but before she could refuse, Jiang Chen slapped her across the face.
Jiang Chen's character is very violent.
Shen Rongrong smiled. A boy must at least be able to suppress Jiang Chen to be considered capable.
There were only three other people in the dormitory except her. Shen Rongrong was very surprised and was noticed by Jia Jie. Jia Jie smiled and said: "Rongrong, we are all waiting for you!"
"What's going on?" Shen Rongrong asked strangely.
She knows that Jia Jie doesn't like her. Only when Jia Jie finds a proud boyfriend or buys something expensive will she take the initiative to approach her and show off, such as today at noon.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
Shen Rongrong took a step back, hiding her wary eyes well.
Jia Jie patted her shoulder and said with a smile: "We have been living together in the dormitory for such a long time. I want to have a small party. Let's go out to sing songs, have a drink or something. The boss and the second brother agreed, so It’s up to you, the third child.”
"Oh... I have to give lectures to others in the evening, why don't I go?" Shen Rongrong wanted to refuse.
Jia Jie immediately pulled her face down: "What's wrong Rongrong? Are you still angry about what happened at noon today? That's not the case. We are all good sisters. We don't want to give up this face to make people sad?"
Jia Jie doesn't like her, and of course Shen Rongrong doesn't like Jia Jie either.
It's just that she has a weak personality and won't show it if she doesn't like it, but she is a bit reluctant to go out with Jia Jie.
Jia Jie pursed her lips, and everyone in the dormitory gathered around Shen Rongrong: "Go ahead Rongrong, there are three of us in the dormitory, and you are the only one missing. How disappointing?"
"But I have something to do tonight!" Shen Rongrong glanced at Jia Jie in embarrassment.
Jia Jie pouted and said unhappily: "Rong Rong, we know you are very busy, but it doesn't matter if you miss a day! Everyone has something to do, right?"
"this……"
Shen Rongrong hesitated for a moment. She had a weak personality. Although Jia Jie didn't have a good relationship with her, she didn't want to get into such a tense situation.
In addition, the other two people were teasing each other, especially the eldest sister in the dormitory who said: "Rongrong, it's so easy for the four of us in the dormitory to get together, why don't you still give me face?"
The remaining three women persuaded each other, and then used the big hat of unity in the dormitory to slap on it.
It is difficult for a person to resist the power of the collective. For example: everyone is greedy and I am pure, everyone is promiscuous and I am pure...
If such a person is not dragged into the water, he will not end well.
She dialed the mobile phone of the hostess who was the tutor, and whispered: "Sister Xuehan, are you busy? That's it... There is a party in our dormitory tonight... I think I am I can’t come, can you take a leave tonight? I will make up the class..."
A soft female voice from the opposite side came over: "Is it Rongrong? It doesn't matter. If you have something to do, just go and do it. Don't play too late?"
Shen Rongrong nodded her thanks and hung up the phone.
Sister Xuehan is the aunt of the student she teaches, and she usually takes good care of her.
"Okay, I'm rejecting it."
After Shen Rongrong hung up the phone, a sneer flashed in Jia Jie's eyes, which was very gloomy.
The intrigue in the girls' dormitory is more undercurrent, like thousands of needles hidden in the quilt, and you will get hurt if you are not careful.