"There is a good saying, 'People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong', and it is indeed quite wise. After all, the greater the fame, the more rights and wrongs, and frequent troubles will also drain the mind. As a result, those who are talented tend to struggle to hide themselves for fear of being noticed. Only a mediocre person would be eager to brag about himself.
Uncle Zhang recently retired and is 65 years old. Not long ago, he attended a reunion of secondary school classmates, thinking that after so many years, everyone could get together to reminisce about old love. However, what was originally an ordinary class reunion turned into a vanity fair. The squad leader talked endlessly about his achievements and the outstanding performance of his family, and the others were similar, only Uncle Zhang remained silent. Despite his low profile, trouble still found him. ”
Uncle Zhang had just retired, and a strange ** made him fall into a vague memory. It was the squad leader during the secondary school period, and his voice was familiar but unfamiliar. After some communication, they added friends and sent each other some **, barely evoking some vague memories.
After a short conversation, the class president revealed his plan: to hold a reunion of secondary school students. They will return to the school, visit the old campus, make some precious memories, and then head to the new campus. Uncle Zhang is quite happy about this, after all, life after retirement is a bit boring, and this seems to be a good activity.
Some time passed, and the news became less. About half a month later, the squad leader sent the specific location of the meeting and suggested arriving a day earlier. Uncle Zhang was excited about this and was ready to drive off. However, his son was a little worried about this: "After so many years, people will change, Dad, you have to be careful." Uncle Zhang comforted his son with a smile, and then set off.
As I drove along the road of the past, my emotions were constantly fluctuating. On the one hand, I am looking forward to revisiting the secondary school years, but on the other hand, I feel nervous. Over the years, the students of the secondary school have gradually drifted apart, and some of them are even difficult to recall their names. In such a situation, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing for everyone to get together, right?
After thinking about it, I finally arrived at the designated place. I met with the squad leader first, and he completely changed his appearance, which made me feel a little reserved. He was in high spirits, smiling and shaking my hand, and told me that the rest of my classmates were waiting for me. We went upstairs and met some male classmates, and everyone greeted each other, but I could only barely recall sporadic fragments, most of which were blurred.
There was a man sitting in a chair who was kind, bald, and bearded, and only after asking did he know that he was Lao Zhang. I was quite surprised that when I was in secondary school, Lao Zhang was a handsome guy in our school and even the whole city, and now he has become like this. "Time is not forgiving. Lao Zhang said with a smile.
After introducing each other, everyone began to complain about their health, their children, and various things. I sat there in silence, observing the conversation, feeling very happy inside. My feelings for these students are quite complicated, both cordial and a little strange.
After talking for a while, Lao Xu felt dizzy and offered to go back to his room to rest, and I also found an excuse to leave and returned to my residence. Although the decoration of the hotel is good, the actual comfort is average, the texture of the sheets and quilts is rough, and it is a little uncomfortable to lie down.
I couldn't sleep all night, so we left for the old campus early the next morning. When I got there, unexpectedly, there were several female classmates who attended the party, and everyone got together, but there were only more than ten people, and even half of the people in the junior high school class did not arrive. The squad leader said helplessly: "There are so many people who can be contacted, and some may have left." At this point, we all fell silent. Parting is an eternal topic, and everyone knows that there will always be a moment, although they don't want to mention it again.
Later, we went to the old campus together, only to find that the place had long been changed beyond recognition. The janitor told us that it had been assigned to other students and was no longer our school back then. Despite this, we didn't take it to heart, still took a few **s, and walked around freely.
Walking to a low dormitory building, I suddenly recognized the place. The moss on the wall tells the traces of time, as if the wrinkles on my face bear witness to the distance I have traveled. Most people travel in groups, but I was Xi to being lonely when I was in secondary school, and I am even more reluctant to talk to people at the moment. Xi to hiding myself, I always kept a certain distance, which made me seem out of place among them.
After a walk around in the morning, and in the afternoon, the squad leader called everyone to dinner, and each person received five hundred yuan. I was a little puzzled and asked, "Is it appropriate to collect so much money?"The squad leader immediately responded, "What's wrong?".Isn't it hard for someone your age to spend this amount of money?”
These words made my heart flutter, but on the surface I still smiled, and the others laughed too. I didn't want to **, so I took it all and went to the hotel with me. Entering the box, the squad leader introduced with great interest, full of praise for this hotel, he is really as lively as in the past.
After we were seated, I sat down politely at the door, while the squad leader sat in the main seat as a matter of course, facing the door. As soon as he sat down, he was so excited that he talked like a speaker.
The performance of that squad leader reminded me of some things from the past. He was a person who liked to show off back then, lively and cheerful, and had a wide range of friends. But I was a little wary of him, I couldn't remember exactly what happened, but I just felt that he might not be kind enough. It seems that some things are that he secretly changed the grades of his outstanding classmates, for personal selfish desires.
Thinking of this, looking at his elated appearance, I felt a little funny. He kept bragging about how many projects he was responsible for, what kind of people he met, and how many achievements he had achieved. He also showed off that his son worked in the unit, and even his grandson won a prize in a city competition.
Then he changed the subject and brought up the issue of pensions. said that he got more than 5,000 a month, which attracted someone next to him to show off his pension of six or seven thousand, which was more than him. Oddly enough, he didn't ask anyone else and turned specifically to me to ask the question.
Lao Zhang, how much is your pension?When the squad leader asked, there was a smug look in his eyes. I replied directly, "About 9,000." This remark surprised everyone, and the squad leader immediately asked: "Really?"”
I didn't hide it, I took out my phone and opened the bank records to show them. The audience fell silent, and the squad leader's expression changed so quickly that it was laughable, from surprise to shame to anger, as if it was a scene, but I didn't feel particularly concerned. After all, in my circle of colleagues, there are more powerful people.
Then people started asking me all sorts of questions, asking me about my life, and I just said some of them. Some people are also curious about my work.
I understood how easy it is to leak the details, so I didn't say much, and only vaguely replied "nothing". Everyone asked questions with great interest, and the squad leader sat silently in his place and said nothing more. I also don't want to pay too much attention to other people's attitudes.
After the meal, I left early under the pretext of being unwell. After a few pleasantries, I left. Hearing that the squad leader arranged for everyone to continue singing, I knew what was going on, but I didn't bother to pay attention to it.
When I returned to the hotel and was about to fall asleep, my classmates suddenly rang, and it turned out that the class leader had asked me to sing. I politely refused, saying that I couldn't go because I was tired and unwell. Unexpectedly, the squad leader sent a message saying, "What's wrong with you, you just look down on us, right?"Tell you that the camaraderie is more important than the extra hours of sleep you get, and don't come back in the future. ”
Before he could respond, he was kicked out of the group in the next moment. I was so stunned that I was trembling with anger. Within a few minutes, other classmates at the party sent messages asking about my condition and telling me not to be angry, saying that he had always been like that.
Of course, my anger was only brief and calmed down quickly. I don't have to be angry with this kind of person. More importantly, justice is at ease in people's hearts. If he treats me like this, what will others say about him?Years of life experience have taught me that people like him are glamorous on the surface, but they often get into trouble in private. Since life has punished him, why should I be angry for such a person?
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