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After leading the Mu Jue army, I was in a great mood, and even the usually dull and boring job of washing dishes became particularly interesting.
The sound of water splashing, foam flying, every movement seemed so powerful and rhythmic, as if I were performing a small personal concert.
Just as I was immersed in this pleasure, an amazing piece of news shattered my good mood - the school cafeteria has changed hands.
A professional catering company has taken over the cafeteria's operations, and they have their own professional team, no longer requiring the participation of student workers.
For the senior brothers and sisters at vast, this news is undoubtedly uplifting.
Many of them have had some complaints about the quality of the old contractor's service, and they have high expectations for the arrival of the new company.
They couldn't wait to hang up the banner bidding farewell to the old contractor, their faces beaming with anticipation for the future.
However, for me, this news came as a bolt from the blue.
I had just started working in the cafeteria, and had adapted to the environment and pace here, but suddenly I am facing the plight of unemployment.
My mood feels like it has fallen from the clouds to the valley, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness and loss.
When the manager said goodbye, perhaps out of kindness, he comforted me, saying, "It's okay, Xiao Qiao. Experience your career in advance, you will encounter it in the future anyway."
Sob... the manager is so mean!
cafeteria On the weekend of the renovation, I stood in the distance feeling lost, watching the busy figures of the workers and the roar of the machines, my heart filled with reluctance and confusion.
Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder from behind. I was startled, and when I turned around, it was actually Mu Jue.
He crossed his arms and looked at me expressionlessly, asking in a flat tone, "What are you looking at?"
Feeling wronged, I pointed at the cafeteria and said with a trembling voice, "Senior, our cafeteria has been taken over..."
As I continued, I almost choked up, tears swirling in my eyes, almost falling.
Mu Jue rolled his eyes and said with a hint of teasing, "It's a wonder we haven't gone out of business with employees like you who are all thumbs."
His words were like a needle, piercing through my last line of defense.
Can this also be blamed on me?
I felt both shocked and angry, about to retort, but suddenly widened my eyes, realizing something: "When did you recognize me?"
Mu Jue looked even more displeased, he looked at me coldly: "I don't have prosopagnosia. Even though you wore a mask when you were working, it's easy to recognize you with just a pair of eyes, right? Only you would be foolish enough to think that no one else knows."
I was stunned, it turns out he had recognized me a long time ago, but I had always thought I was disguising myself well. The embarrassment and shame of being seen through made me feel extremely uncomfortable, my face instantly turned red to the roots of my ears, and a sourness rose in my heart.
Stupid, stupid, stupid... It seems that in his eyes, I am synonymous with stupidity.
I feel like the emotions that have been building up in my heart for a long time are erupting like a volcano. I try to hold back the tears, but I can't control my voice, and I shout at Mu Jue in a way of venting: "I may be slow-witted and clumsy, I may not have talent, but it's not that I don't want to work hard, it's just that no one has given me a chance."
My voice echoes in the empty Campus, carrying a sense of despair and unwillingness.
Although my family runs a restaurant, after I messed up once, my parents refused to let me into the kitchen again. They always say I'm still too young and don't understand the hardships and dangers in the kitchen. But I long for their approval and to create praised dishes with my own hands.
How many people despise working in the cafeteria, finding it tiring and dirty, but I am starting to like this job more and more.
Although it's hard work, every day brings new challenges, and I learn something new every day. I dream of being near the water's edge, and maybe one day I can proudly cook a great dish that will impress everyone.
Unfortunately, this crappy cafeteria has closed down. It seems like my hopes and dreams have been shattered along with it, as if all my previous efforts and perseverance have become meaningless.
Mu Jue was stunned by my shouting and took a while to react.
A hint of surprise and complex emotions flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he grabbed my hand and said, "Yun Qiao..."
I don't know where I got the courage, I shook off his hand and said in despair, "They're not hiring anyway, I won't have a chance to make a fool of myself. Are you happy now?"
After saying that, I didn't care about Mu Jue's expression and ran off without looking back. I ran along the paths of the campus, letting the tears blur my vision.
I reflect on myself three times a day, but that night I fell into deep regret again.
It's fine to be clumsy, but to throw a tantrum at the slightest criticism, it's like being born a tomboy.
He's so handsome, willing to lower himself to say you're stupid, and can still recognize you with his own eyes. You should be happy, four-eyed girl.
Thinking of this, I immediately regretted and felt like I had almost destroyed the peach blossom that I had encountered with great difficulty.
The worst part is, I suddenly realized that I kind of like Mu Jue.
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