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Ruan Xiaomei's dream map

Ruan Xiaomei's dream map

By Berard JacksonPublished about a year ago 5 min read
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The label of dream is neither good nor bad.

But what would it feel like if a clumsy clay pot had to be labeled as a crystal bottle?

When I first met Ruan Xiaomei, I had a good impression of her. A little short, a little dark, smile kind of naive simplicity in it. A country girl, who does not know Swarovski, has not seen a Barbie doll, even does not know what is KFC, although a little stupid, after all, is the fault of the environment, these city girls, also can not, therefore, despise her.

Every morning at five o 'clock, Ruan Xiaomei would quietly climb down from the top bunk and go to the classroom to study. At a third-rate university like ours, there's no need to hustle. Out of kindness, I told her twice, but she always blushed in her broken Mandarin and said, "Diligence makes up for stupidity."

As it turns out, she didn't get 100 points. She took out two hours to work hard every day, and on the final exam, compared with me this lazy, also only two or three points.

Only then did I know that she had worked hard not on professional books but basic training in broadcasting.

Ruan Xiaomei told me in her nonstandard Mandarin that her dream was to be a broadcaster.

Looking at her pudgy figure and listening to her strong Mandarin, I couldn't burst out laughing until my face was purple. She is too naive, even if fluent in standard Mandarin, how to grow into this shape, also want to mirror?

To let Ruan Xiaomei give up, I took her to the Beijing Broadcasting Institute, where there are so many beautiful men like Carassius carassius across the river, just picking one out can make people ashamed of themselves.

Did not expect Ruan Xiaomei to ignore the gap at all, she followed me with a low head, out of the Beijing Broadcasting Institute after spitting out a sentence: "In the future can find a broadcaster's boyfriend should be happier, those boys' Mandarin can listen to."

Ruan Xiaomi DID NOT BELIEVE THAT MANY UGLY DUCKLings IN THE world had no fate to become white swans, so SHE bravely continued to practice her dream of being AN ANNOUNcer.

In the four years of university, Ruan Xiaomi's Putonghua has made rapid progress. If you only listen to her voice and don't look at her old-fashioned style, you almost think that she has always been a girl in the city.

But, in this world, taking a person with sound is not much, so, although RuAN Xiaomei use to eat milk strength to fight for, the opportunity of campus announcer, or easily taken by others.

She was a little disappointed, but soon adjusted her mood and studied broadcasting harder. In the second half of my senior year, I even went to Beijing Broadcasting Institute to be an auditor for several months at my own expense.

While we were looking for work, Ruan Xiaomei went from station to station looking for opportunities. Those who judge people by their appearance, do not say that Ruan Xiaomei has only a third-rate university diploma, is a Tsinghua graduate, and how?

Sure enough, after less than half a year, Ruan Xiaomei withered. She was disheartened carrying luggage to find me, said that all the TV stations have run, good attitude, said that the voice is full; Attitude is not good, see her one eye sneer two turn around and go, words are not much cost 1.

I did not say anything, and temporarily institutionalized Ruan Xiaomei. She lay on her own for two days, and finally got up with black circles under her eyes and said to me: "I also think clearly, or eat more important, I first find another job to do it."

Ms. Ruan ended up working for an agency.

An intermediary company in the big north kiln, Ruan Xiaomei got up at four o 'clock, carrying a bag to pour the bus, to the company said a day of dry mouth, wearing a star tired to run back.

I accidentally found that her desk was also placed with densely marked broadcast textbooks.

Ruan Xiaomei did not mention when the announcer, turned over the textbook and gently laugh. Originally, the intermediary work, she was able to PK in a group of vocational high school students, not because of her third-rate college education, but because of her standard Mandarin.

The world as expected did not waste efforts, I patted Ruan Xiaomei's shoulder feeling. She smiled and told me that she had found a rental house near the Great North Kiln.

After I separated from Ruan Xiaomei, I changed many jobs successively, such as a clerk in a small company, a clerk in a straw team, and even a waiter in KFC for several days during the most serious period of unemployment. Later, it was not easy to enter a system unit, do a small clerk, can not make money, but finally have an iron rice bowl. In the heart is very gratified, turn over Ruan Xiaomei's telephone dozen past, want to talk about old times, just discover, she early not in intermediary company dried.

Ruan now works as a DJ at a radio station. I take a radio on Taobao, the midnight program, as expected is Ruan Xiaomei glutinous rice as sweet voice.

That day she recited a poem by Shu Ting. Under the midnight starlight, she gently closed her eyes and heard the familiar hope of Ruan Xiaomei: "The original yearning for the north is due to a kapok tree. No matter how far she turned, she could not make her red lips touch the oak's shoulder. This is the last feather of your dream. You can fly with it for a while, but you can't stay behind for life. But the spirit of the desert smoke beckons forever..."

That night, in my dream, I saw Ruan Xiaomei again. She smiled and sat on a shiny feather, up and up, and finally, the feathers died, but her body, but gave birth to a pair of huge wings.

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