A bookish girl

when that girl came to the company as an intern, for a long time, the men and women who worked together didn't know her last name. The leader didn't have any routine at that time to tell us her name, how long she came and what she did. None of these, maybe her references are not big enough. So she came for several weeks, and few people talked to her.

She is shy and sits across from my desk. Long, straight black hair covers her face, and she often wears a white shirt, sitting at the table with her back straight, and reading with her head down all day. Come into the office and say hello to everyone, and then say hello when you get off work. The voice is very quiet and it looks like a book.

In fact, this bookishness is the most unpopular one in this company. Women who can eat well are hearty, atmospheric and funny, plus people are beautiful and in good shape, which makes the schoolbag bookish. Who cares about you in a trading company that is struggling for money every day?

So she lived alone for a long time. T, who is in charge of writing, chatted with me and said that it is no good asking her to write something. It seems that she graduated from the Chinese Department of a university, but it is such a foundation.

that's because I'm idle and have nothing to do. It's also a waste of time to come to the office every day. Hearing T say this, I paid attention to her, because at that time, I knew that the evaluation of a person was subjective in many cases. When there was suspicion in my heart, it would only get more and more suspicious, which seemed to have little to do with my ability.

So one day we chatted in the boiling water room. When asked about writing, she was troubled by her colleagues' unclear explanation. When she said this, she quickly and warily said, Hehe, maybe I didn't understand it myself. I always lag behind others' thinking.

at first, the information given by others was not sufficient, and she was too shy to ask more questions, so what she wrote naturally went in the opposite direction. After several times, T stopped arranging her to do things. Her internship was a bit ruined.

at this time, no one came to give her another job and try again. She still sat quietly at the table reading.

I was bored and asked her, what are you reading?

Lightly picked up the book case and shook it at me, an ancient Chinese book.

what's the use of watching it? Who watches this now?

She smiled quietly: My family wants me to find a job quickly, so that I don't have to bear my living expenses; But I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination again myself. I like ancient Chinese and rhetoric, and I want to take a test this year.

this woman is honest.

she thought for a moment, and then whispered warily, I don't know why they didn't arrange for me to do things. Am I terrible? What do you suggest I do?

At that time, I wanted to ask myself these questions, so I couldn't answer her. I could only comfort her by saying that it was nothing. Maybe they didn't have much to do. If you have something to do, do it well. If you have nothing to do, it's ok to read books and improve your study.

this tone is very similar to that of a senior employee.

in August, an urgent job was suddenly added to my head, and several things needed to be produced in a week. It seems to be a thankless job, and others have pushed it. The leader remembered me, called me to the office, and reprimanded me, do this yourself, don't ask me, ask T if you don't understand.

I came out confused at that time, knowing in my heart that T might not be willing to help. After thinking about it, I still can only ask T. Sure enough, he is playing coloratura, taking photos, interviewing, writing and typesetting, all of which are difficult, so I can only do it myself. I said it again and again, and contacted me for typesetting and sending a photographer, which was very helpful. At that time, I knew that he could still do this and really helped me.

so when I got out of the office, I gritted my teeth and thought, even if I'm alone, I'll get this done. I still don't believe that such a small job is hard for me!

Suddenly, I feel like I'm the girl student who just graduated, running back and forth between the typesetting workshop and the office in Dai Yue. Only I know the hard work.

You need to run several interviews at the same time the next day after the format is determined, and one person really can't run. Sitting at a desk is worrying. She reaches over. What are you busy with? What can I do for you?

still very shy. At that moment, I didn't hesitate to fly out of the sky, so I told her about my difficulties. Of course, I didn't mention the entanglement in personnel, just talking about things. She said carefully and happily, it's okay. I'll go with you. It's better to have one more person.

So in the next few days, she followed me wholeheartedly, and finally those copywriters were no longer fighting alone. She is a student girl, and what she writes is always in a student's accent. I inevitably have to make some deletions and corrections, explain to her, nod quietly while listening, and carefully correct it in red letters. Later, I said very sympathetically, you don't have to feel anything bad to say. I originally came to practice, so I changed it. She actually took helping me as an internship she won herself. I was really touched at that time.

Later, she signed every copy. Even so, I have to give something back-I can't control other things, and this small signature should be ok.

when this week passed, I was still reading the proofs at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, and I was angry with her because of her mistake in saving documents. I also rushed to the hotel to show the leaders after the proofs came out. All kinds of hardships cannot be detailed.

Later, her copy was used by another department of the company and sent to 2 yuan Runge one day. It happened that she wasn't here, and when I handed it to her later, it was inevitable that I would be encouraged and praised by an old worker-it was easy, compared with writing and proofreading. It's normal for me, but it's a big surprise for her: really? Really? That's great!

After a cold reception, an intern was given a chance to do something, and then he was rewarded. His joy was beyond words.

The value of this 2 yuan exceeds many things.

Later, the copywriting with her name on it was presented as the result of her internship. After half a year, she finished her internship and took the postgraduate exam. I fell into the rush of things to do and the loss of nothing to do, and seemed to forget her existence.

on the morning of may 1st, I got a call from her. Tell me loudly over there, sister, I was admitted to the graduate school!

I was planning to invite my friends home for dinner in the afternoon, and my heart was full of recipes and pots and pans of sauce, vinegar and tea. Hearing this news seems to have come from the last century.

congratulate her politely. But she didn't hear it. One case happily talked about her major, her next plan and her ideal. I mentioned it several times. You said it. . . . You said that. . . You said that. . .

I can't imagine that I have ever said such inspirational words? Especially when you're so frustrated? Did you tell her?

I can't say it. I'm sorry, I forgot. When did I say it? -Maybe it was when she was waiting to see the details in the computer room with her one night last August, or maybe it was when she and I were both immersed in reading and chatting occasionally;

I can't say that, in reality, inspirational words are just whistling in the dark to cheer myself up;

I can't even say, hehe, you know what? After half a year, I don't think so anymore. . .

After all, in her voice, I know that she still believes in ideals, goals, dreams, pursuit of value and so on, so keep believing!

what I said to her on a bad day was not for myself.

it just sounds, it seems very. . Very bookish!

I've always had this sour bookish smell that I tried to get rid of, and finally I couldn't get rid of it like a knife!

Inevitably, I still encouraged her on the phone: find a way that suits you, don't be afraid of difficulties, and keep going!

keep in touch with me! Finally, I said. Like a person who has been used to falling into a dry well for a long time, he shouted at those who have already gone up. She has a future, lofty sentiments, plans, actions, and-bookish.

She said that she would be a teacher after graduation. She still said that she likes ancient Chinese and rhetoric, and I am definitely suitable to be a teacher.

In my memory, she has a thin and shy face in Pingping Zhang, and her skin is not white. She wears a thick ponytail behind her head, wears a white shirt and jeans, and sits across my desk with her back straight, reading in silence, no matter how people around her make fun of her with their eyes, snigger at the copy she was thrown into the trash can, and dislike her untimely bookishness. These are shielded from her mind by her silence, although sometimes she feels humiliated.

Later, it occurred to me that if I had a word or two to give her confidence when she was most depressed, now she actually gave me confidence.

This is the confidence to keep a bookish attitude in a seemingly vulgar environment, and it is also the confidence of the same kind of people to see each other when they meet in a strange place.

anyway, good luck, girl!