Chapter 37 [Young Witter's Troubles]

Zhang Jie finally appeared in everyone's sight amidst the sparse applause, but his dress had changed a lot compared to when he was having a meal just now.

The expensive Metersbonwe casual outfit on Zhang Jie was replaced with a wide school uniform. The school uniform was a little dirty, hunched over, and he was hunched inside the school uniform, tremblingly walking, as if he was worried that he would step on the ants on the ground to death, his head was buried deep without confidence. When he occasionally raised his head, everyone could see that his cheeks were covered with red spots and his hair was scratched in a mess, just like a bird's nest, and his feet were covered with yellow slippers. He seemed indescribable, as if he had just escaped from a refugee camp.

"Haha-Is that Zhang Jie?"

"What do he want to do when he makes this look like this?"

"It's so fun!"

In the huge Western restaurant, laughter began to sound. Everyone pointed at Zhang Jie who was dressed like this. The girls covered their faces and laughed, and the boys laughed exaggeratedly. Everyone was amused by Zhang Jie's dress and his exaggerated expressions.

But Su Xiang couldn't laugh because he was so familiar with this dress. He used to dress up like this. He saw the shadow of the past from Zhang Jie!

What exactly do they want to do? What does the troubles of young Witter mean?

Although Su Xiang had never read this novel, he generally knew that "The Troubles of the Young Witt" was a representative work of the German writer and thinker Goethe. It was a novel written in diary and letter form. It was the inner monologue of a boy named Witt. Witt fell in love with a woman named Lute, but Lute married another man, and Witt eventually committed suicide for love.

Chen Hu named Zhang Jie's performance "The Troubles of Young Werther". What is the purpose of it?

Su Xiang was a little confused, but instinctively felt that things were not good, and it must have been for him.

"Today is the first day of school. I met a girl. She was wearing a sky blue dress and curly hair. She was always smiling. Her teeth were white, like broken jade. I don't know what her name was, but I instinctively felt that her name must be first love. Seeing her, I really felt an electric shock, and my heart was beating so fast... The color of the sky is beautiful, I don't know what her name is? Can you see her again?" Zhang Jie's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd. With a gentle twist, it seemed that a lot of bitter water could be squeezed out.

The passage ended, and the laughter in the hall became louder.

In this era, people actually wrote diaries? It seems that they were still writing a diary about their first love!

However, Su Xiang's face suddenly turned pale. He was very familiar with this passage! It was the first text in his diary!

Diary! No wonder when I opened the drawer, I felt like something was missing! Su Xiang's body trembled slightly, and his hands were trembling unconsciously.

"I saw that girl again today! She is actually a classmate in our class. Maybe this is fate... Her smile is still so good... Oh, by the way, I finally knew her name, Xin'er, Murong Xin'er..."

"Ah!" Except for a few people, everyone in the class exclaimed, looked at Zhang Jie in amazement, turned around and looked at Murong Xiner.

Murong Xiner also had a shocked expression on her face. She was just curious about who this girl she was secretly in love was, but she didn't expect it was her!

"Hehe, it seems that someone has been secretly in love with you for a long time! I wonder who this boy is?" Jiang Yueling asked with a smile.

Murong Xiner blushed and glared at Chen Hu who was beside her in anger. She didn't know what Chen Hu was selling in her gourd. What happened to Zhang Jie's words just now? Is he really a joke to make everyone happy?

Zhang Jie ignored everyone and continued to dance while saying, "Last night, I had a dream. I dreamed that I took Xin'er and ran on a field together. She was still wearing the sky blue dress. I held her hand and ran, smiling, there was no end... Alas, this is just a dream, just a dream... If one day the dream can come true, that would be great. I will definitely take her to the old house in the countryside, where the sky is blue and the water is clear. Xin'er will definitely like it, right?"

Su Xiang wrote a lot of diary, but Zhang Jie just selected some of them and memorized them roughly, asking him to memorize all Su Xiang's thick diary, but he didn't have the ability to do that.

With Zhang Jie's monologue, the laughter in the restaurant gradually decreased, and everyone sighed in their hearts, is there really such a passionate person? If there is indeed someone, then who is he?

Especially a few girls, tears flashed in their eyes, thinking, how great would it be if someone had a crush on him so much? It was so romantic!

Soon, Zhang Jie read a diary written by Su Xiang recently: "Today, I was bullied, she saved me... And, she talked to me! Her voice sounds very nice, and it works better than any magic medicine... Oh, by the way, she also gave me two pieces of facial paper and asked me to wipe my face... I am really bad, and she is so ugly in front of her. Her impression of me must be very bad, right? I can't continue like this, sure! I swear, Xin'er, one day, I will be qualified to stand in front of you and tell you that I love you." When Zhang Jie said this, his face was extremely exaggerated and intoxicated, and he was a little bit of joking and serious.

"How is it? Do you like this show performed by Zhang Jie?" Chen Hu asked loudly at the silent crowd.

"I like it! It's so romantic!"

"Chen Hu, is there really this person?"

"Yes, right, is there really this person? Who is he?"

Some girls asked curiously.

"Of course there is this person! This person is in our class, right among us!" Chen Hu's eyes wandered among the crowd of boys.

Zhang Jie also walked to Chen Hu at the right time, took out the diary from his bag, and kept slapping it in his hands.

The girls whose curiosity was aroused also followed Chen Hu's gaze and looked for the mysterious figure among the boys in confusion.

"It's not me - after going to college, I basically never used a pen except for exams! That one was not written by me!"

"It's not me, I already have a girlfriend!"

"It's even more impossible that it's me. I'm a native of S City. I don't have any old houses in the countryside..."

Wherever the girls looked, the boys all red-faced and explained, no one was willing to admit that the diary was written by them.

At this time—
Chapter completed!