Chapter 63 ashtray

She couldn't hold back anymore, "I didn't care at all, but this is too outrageous..." After receiving the call to report the "latest cutting-edge news", she dropped the receiver and rushed out of the room, like a field full of lightning. The dark clouds will pour down furious rain whips on anyone, anywhere at any time without hesitation... It is related to the awards that will announce the results tomorrow.Not only was she listed on the nomination list, but she was still shortlisted after several rounds of elimination, ranking among the best.Yes, those words of advice from friends and family: "The key is whether your work has fans, not whether the trophy can

No hand. ""Don't take this game so important, your self-confidence is your trophy. "" Trophies can indeed bring benefits, but after all, it is very different from before, and it can have nothing to do with awards and other things. You can create benefits with your own efforts-it is more comfortable to enjoy such benefits! "Of course, what you said is very correct. Until yesterday, I also nodded and said yes, and even said to the reporter who came to interview: "Any award is actually a game, and there is not much difference between winning a prize and winning a lottery!" The reporter immediately pressed forward and asked: "You mean the awards are boring?" She knew that under such circumstances she must not be irritable, so she replied with a smile: "Games are good for your health. As long as the premise of gambling is honest—for example, to prosper certain businesses—then you should invest in it with the idea that there is no harm in it. There is no harm in playing around! "The reporter inquired: "Then do you think you can win the lottery in this game?" She had a naive look on her face: "Ah, you can help me get some luck too!" "The interview was immediately published in today's morning paper, with a large profile picture of her, and the title was "If you don't play, you don't play". too much.

It should be said that until she received the damn call at noon, her mentality was generally not out of balance.Although there were rumors that individual finalists bribed individual judges in disguise, there might indeed be some injustice infiltrated. She could only rub a grain of sand into her eyes when she heard it.But the news I got now is that during the "public participation" session, there was a sudden change on the relevant web page starting from midnight last night, and the "public opinion" became very unfavorable to her.Could it be that she was completely ruled out because of this factor?She felt that a tack had been wedged into the tip of her heart...

Her "dark cloud" quickly passed through the dense crowd on the street, and even she herself did not understand why it suddenly stopped in front of a booth next to the subway entrance. Her eyes were wide open, overflowing with surprise, and then she heard the middle-aged woman selling things call out her name and asked, "Is that you?" Outraged at a man of such admiration—and instinctively said, "Give me a pack of cigarettes!" I don't know how I got into the subway and stepped into the carriage.Someone in the carriage pointed at her and whispered to her, but she didn't realize it.But suddenly, among the many noises that seemed to be nothing, some voices became clear and constituted such a clear meaning: "...she used to be at the front, but now she is second to last!" Just as the car stopped, she rushed out of the car, and quickly After running out of the station, a gust of cold wind rushed over, she was shocked, and she couldn't help wrapping her arms around her shoulders.Looking up suddenly, there are silhouettes of high-rise buildings in front of you, with thousands of identical windows—ah, no, there is a special window, it is wide open, and the long curtains inside are blown out by the wind, and the curtains are a strange purple color...

She entered the building, took the elevator to the floor with the purple curtains, and rang the doorbell for a unit.The door opened, and she yelled: "Sister Yun!" Sister Yun was wearing loose casual clothes, her hair was just washed, and it was roughly tied behind her head. Seeing her expression without surprise, she let her into the room. It's up to her to sit or not, just like they live together every day, and said plainly: "The water just boiled, I'll make frozen top tea." Sister Yun brought the tea, and she was already sitting on the sofa. Sit across from her, drink first, and close your eyes contentedly.She is much calmer, she is no longer a "dark cloud", but it is still a cloud, so it is a cloud.Sister Yun is an experienced and famous tea. She just visited Taiwan a while ago, so she has Taiwan's famous frozen top tea.She was an uninvited guest, and Sister Yun greeted the guest with fragrant tea, but she didn't know her at all.

Don't ask where she came from, why she came.Sister Yun is clearly still in Vanity Fair, belonging to the same circle, and her works are pushed out one after another, and the voices of praise and criticism are mixed. She is not the one who has washed her hands in the golden basin. She should know her current situation best.But Sister Yun just asked her some irrelevant topics, and suggested that she read a newly translated book, and also suggested that she go to see an exhibition about the landscape of Beijing taken by a French photographer at the beginning of the last century... She really Out of impatience, I took out the pack of cigarettes I bought not long ago, opened it and shook out two, handed one to sister Yun, and picked up one myself.Sister Yun should know that she has never smoked, so she never asked, what happened to her?She took the initiative to ask Sister Yun: "Are you really deaf to what's going on outside the window?" Sister Yun just smiled lightly, and she said, "Don't think that I'm here specially for you! It's just a coincidence. Of course...huh , you've been through it before anyway...you don't know how nasty those guys are..." Sister Yun lit a cigarette with a lighter and handed the lighter to her. Before she could light it, Sister Yun took out a Here comes the tall ashtray and put it on the coffee table.The ashtray looked familiar yet unfamiliar.Sister Yun shook the ashtray into the ashtray, and there was already a lot of ash accumulated in the bottom of the ashtray... Ah, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. Where is the ashtray? It is clearly the trophy that Sister Yun got back then. !

She felt her heartstrings tightened suddenly, and then gradually relaxed.She raised her neck and laughed loudly, then stopped laughing suddenly, stared at Sister Yun and asked, "You are so disrespectful of other people's kindness, don't you?" Sister Yun slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and said lightly: "Why Can you disrespect? There is an organization that collects this kind of thing, I donated it to them, and they copied one for me, now, this is it..." As he said, he flicked ash into it again.She lit the cigarette, smiled and chatted with Sister Yun, flicking some ash into the ashtray from time to time.