Chapter Three: The Story of the Year 2000 (Part One).

He is called Zhong Lei. He met her in an online chat room a month ago. He writes essays and modern poetry, while she specializes in novels and classical Chinese poetry. They dominated the forum of poetry, songs, and essays, and even teamed up to challenge other chat rooms several times, winning every battle. They once caused a stir in the famous chat room on the network. This time, Liang Yue came to Beijing, not only to find a job but also to see him. They dominated the forum of poetry, songs, and essays, and even teamed up to challenge other chat rooms several times, winning every battle. They once caused a stir in the famous chat room on the network. This time, Liang Yue came to Beijing, not only to find a job but also to see him.

A large bunch of fragrant and lush lilies silently placed behind her, filled with surprises. She turned around abruptly upon hearing a sound, and they met each other like this.

This is the place where you will be staying. he whispered as he introduced it.

Tsinghua University and Peking University are the first destinations of this trip. This is because Liang Yue's favorite bragging topic is that if she hadn't read romance novels back then, she would have effortlessly been admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University. As for her exaggerated claims, Zhong Lei never liked to expose them on the spot. He just smiled and occasionally watched her stand by the shore of the Weiming Lake with great ambition, pretending to be like Empress Wu Zetian pointing out the mountains and rivers, laughing carelessly.

Every weekend, he would carry several large bags of snacks and deliver them to the door himself. Although he would be exploited by others and lose half of them when entering the door, there are still some lucky ones that end up in Liang Yue's hands.

Don't frown in the future. This is the most memorable sentence he left for her on the first day. Until now, she still remembers it, as well as the cold temperature of his nails that day, which has been lingering on her brow.

It's really difficult!

Until the back disappeared, Liang Yue smiled. As he walked into the gate, the dark corridor was completely devoid of light. At the end of the corridor were two rooms facing each other. Zhong Lei placed his luggage on the left door and waved to Liang Yue.

No, it's just that if we have it, I'm afraid there won't be a place to put it.

An electrical engineering that sounds very prestigious, but ultimately it is still a male-dominated workplace. Among the female employees who are still struggling in this field after a year, there is only their dormitory senior sister, um, a girl who doesn't seem like a girl.

The house was found for Liang Yue by him. It is said to be the first choice for every drifting person when they first arrive in Beijing. When she climbed up the stairs in the dark, she secretly rejoiced that it was not a basement, because in her impression, the basement was the vegetable cellar in their hometown. The square cellar is always damp and hot all year round, with the sour and pungent smell of rotting vegetables floating inside.

Because this is a girls' dormitory, Zhong Lei is not convenient to sit down. He put down his things and took her hand to the door. In Liang Yue's eyes, his immature face seemed heavy. He lowered his head and said softly, "If you are not comfortable living here, tell me and I will find a way."

He's really something. Even though he's two years younger than her, he's always good at mocking and ridiculing people. She suddenly felt silly for laughing alone, and quickly stopped herself. She glanced at him sideways, then raised her head and walked forward. Behind her, that magnetic voice sounded again: "Where are you going?"

Zhong Lei quickly stepped aside to let her go first. She gave a cold glance at Liang Yue behind Zhong Lei, and raised her chin high, saying, "Alright, I won't say anything to you. I'm going to shoot a movie, ha!" After saying that, she snapped her phone shut and ran downstairs with her slender body.

Liang Yue said in a fit of pique, "I'll take the subway." After speaking, she confidently strode forward.

She looked up and down with a worried expression, this less than 20 square meter house has six bunk beds, and besides a desk filled with shampoo and skincare products, there isn't even a table to eat on.

With pursed lips, immersed in the surging and warm feelings, my face feels hot.

Liang Yue opened the bread, threw a piece into her mouth, and busily looked at job advertisements in the newspaper, ignoring the other girl's malicious words. During the day, it was just the two of them, so their relationship was relatively better than others. After living together for so long, Liang Yue knew that Fang Ruoya was a bit sharp-tongued, but not a bad person. However, why did she come to squeeze into the dormitory and always avoid talking? Liang Yue didn't ask. Who doesn't have some sad past? Just like how she had a falling out with her family over coming to Beijing. Her father, who was raging with anger, kicked her out of the house, and her mother, who was in tears, gave her a bus ticket and a savings passbook, cutting off any thoughts of going back.

Although she has heard about its bloody and cruel side, she still believes optimistically that those difficulties cannot defeat her.

She gritted her teeth and said in Sichuan dialect: "I'm doing fine, I had an audition a few days ago, and the director said I have a lot of potential, so don't worry."

That is a sham training class, just throwing money away. She herself is foolish and doesn't even know it. There are so many classes like this in Beijing, even more than cow hair, specifically deceiving people from other places. She sneered in the darkness. In fact, Liang Yue couldn't see anything in the darkness, but for some reason, she insisted that Fang Ruoya must have that contemptuous gesture.

She shook her head and swayed her body, smiling proudly. Only after his figure disappeared did the corners of her mouth instantly droop, and she walked back to her cramped little house with a sluggish pace.

As Fang Ruoya lay down on the bed, she sneered and said, "Who will come back before midnight? The woman above you is a married woman named Sister Qi, who works for an insurance company and is probably out drinking with clients somewhere. The one on your right is here in Beijing to study and claims to be going abroad to make a fortune."

Occasionally, one or two blind offers would arrive. Excited, she would seek advice from Fang Ruoya on how to go for the job interview. Fang Ruoya, a professional mocker, would sarcastically say to her, "Why are you still going there? She's just a real estate agent. Did you come all the way to Beijing just to sell houses? Why spend so much on transportation? Can't you sell them anywhere else?" Or she would point at her head and say, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Are you stupid? What's the point of going to an insurance company? Ask Yu Jie, can she earn enough to support herself in a month? Why spend so much on transportation? Can't you sell them anywhere else?" Or she would point at her head and say, "Is there something wrong with your brain? Are you stupid? What's the point of going to an insurance company? Ask Yu Jie, can she earn enough to support herself in a month? If she could make a lot of money, why would she still live in this shabby place?"

My name is Liang Yue, and I come from the northeast.

Liang Yue never knew what kind of job could earn her big money, but she knew that there was almost nothing left of the two thousand yuan she brought from home.

Actually, she was a little nervous deep down, and the photo in her hand was accidentally stamped with an ink mark. She quickly wiped it off with her sleeve and gazed at the bright smile in the photo, feeling refreshed. Even the air in the carriage, which was suffocating, became warm and joyful. Outside the rain-washed window, everything was blurry, including herself.

Actually, she was also puzzled. Clearly, Zhong Lei from the online world always seemed lively and cheerful when chatting with her. But whenever they met in person, he would always put on a silent and reserved appearance, making things awkward. Liang Yue could only console herself that this was probably just the inherent stubbornness of teenage boys going through puberty. He was just a little brat who didn't understand anything, so what could she expect from him.

Liang Yue nodded vigorously to show that she knew and said, "Hmm, she seems to be an actress."

Just now, the one who went out is called Gu Panpan," she continued.

My hand was tightly held by him in the darkness, causing a sharp pain. However, in the end, he still smiled and said, "That's good. Being able to say such words proves that you have a strong vitality. Congratulations, congratulations."

Making her feel a little different tremble.

Liang Yue was stunned for a moment, nodded, and curiously pointed to the beds on both sides and asked: "So, why is no one here?"

In the year 2000, Liang Yue had three major tasks to accomplish. Firstly, to find a job that could at least provide enough food to eat. Secondly, to save up some money and not worry day and night. Thirdly, to rent a room of her own and decisively get rid of the trouble of eczema.

Instant noodles, pickled vegetables, bread, ham sausages, are all genuine and filling goods. Therefore, the part that was taken away by Fang Ruoya will be quickly returned, accompanied by a fierce remark: "She is just a poor ghost. You are dating a man without a solid foundation like this, and you will suffer sooner or later. When he is poor, you suffer together, but when he becomes rich, he will kick you away without hesitation."

This problem was confirmed by her in the long days that followed. No.

However, he still cooperated with Liang Yue's heroic mood, specially recording this scene with a camera, and sent it to her via QQ when she was applying for jobs at an internet cafe one day. Next to it, a line of extremely stingy size 5 font in bright red was added with the words "Waiting for your guidance".

Currently, the five people in the dormitory get along fairly well. Sister Qi is very friendly, even letting Liang Yueqing use the sink for a long time in the morning. Comrade Fang Ruoya is always carefree, never leaving the room and surviving on instant noodles, spending her days reading comics and novels while lying in bed. As for Gu Panpan, they usually don't see her until late at night when she angrily rushes to her bed and kicks it hard, causing the metal frame to shake and make a loud noise. She doesn't care and continues to curse the producer of a certain drama for trying to take advantage of her. At this time, Fang Ruoya would coldly laugh and cover her head with a blanket, ignoring her. However, it's a pity for the person under Gu Panpan's bed, who is almost always covered in dust that falls off every day. Yes, it's the unfortunate Yu Pingting. Liang Yue believes that everyone, like herself, hardly feels her presence. She silently leaves early to read foreign languages in the garden and quietly returns at midnight. Therefore, Liang Yue is used to the fact that the bed next to her pillow is often empty and silent.

He suddenly lifted his head and asked with a smile on his face: "Did something happen to my face?"

They both said in unison, "..."

Thinking of him, she still felt a little shy. He and she met a net friend in an online chat room, although they had seen photos, they had never really met. He, who was said to still be a junior at a certain university, was extremely prominent in the photo, as if he was participating in some club activity. Standing in the position of the host, he was full of spirit, and even his rough and heavy eyebrows became extremely dazzling.

The scene in front of her made her feel a bit deceived. Living in a house like this for only 240 yuan a month? You should know that this amount of money can rent a single room in her hometown.

After meeting him, he kept his head down and chuckled silently. He didn't say much, just used one hand to lift Liang Yue's suitcase with force, and the other hand undoubtedly pulled her along.

She sat on her bed, lost in thought, touching here and there, looking around. In her heart, she felt a deep sense of misery. She couldn't believe that this place was even worse than the dormitory she had in school. Her life had suddenly plummeted to such a low level. The girl sitting across from her remained silent, and Liang Yue swore that she was also secretly observing her in the darkness of the night.

The topic is stranded. The two of them lay quietly on the bed. Liang Yue felt a tightness in her chest, unable to catch her breath. Sweat kept pouring out from her body. Three people haven't come back yet and it's so hot. If they all squeeze together and exhale carbon dioxide, will they get heat rash?

She took a deep breath and turned around to give him a forced smile. In her heart, she swore with resentment, "You little thing, just you wait. After I turn the tables, I will truly cherish you."

Due to the torment of the humid weather in Beijing, one can only develop eczema.

The car finally started to move slowly, and the rolling wheels took Liang Yue away from her hometown. She didn't know what the road ahead would look like, but the only thing she knew was that she had heard that the city of Beijing, with its towering skyscrapers, was full of opportunities.