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Chapter 26

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    Lin Mo knew that he had fallen into a strange circle.  Knowing that many things are not that bad, but the more I think about it, the worse things will become.

    It's like a snowball, a thing that was not worth mentioning, after repeated tellings and immersion in the thing itself, brought a small amount of bad luck to the thing itself, and it accumulated bigger and bigger, and finally the god of luck  She left quietly, but the god of mildew was always around her, and the bad luck would not dissipate for a long time.

    After tidying up his mood, Lin Mo tried his best to complete every obsession of his own.

    [How about your salary?  ]

    On the eve of graduation, Aike had already boarded the train heading south to pursue her dream life more directly.

    [There seems to be no progress]

    Lin Mo feels very powerless, there are many things that are clearly in front of your eyes, and you seem to be able to grasp them by reaching out, but when you really stretch out your hands, you realize that you can't reach them anyway.

    [I feel that your salary is a bit overhanging]

    It is not difficult for Lin Mo to know that Ai Ke, who is far away on the other end of the phone, also has a very dignified expression. Ai Ke is more concerned about the affairs of everyone around him, and he is also a relatively good tree hole expert.

    [Eh¡­¡­]

    Apart from sighing, Lin Mo didn't know what else to say or do.  She always had a feeling that she might let go of this salary. In the final analysis, she still didn't have the courage to die.

    The days are like water, calm, plain and quiet.  In this way, nothing special happened and more than ten days passed safely.

    On a rare rest day, what arrived as promised was not the leisurely happiness, but Lan Lan's phone call.

    And the topic of the call is still how cheating her part-time studio is.

    Lin Mo was actually a little impatient, and listened patiently at the beginning, but every time the topic was the same, Lin Mo felt very boring, not to mention Lan Lan's bad mood would be accurate every time  Transferred to Lin Mo's body.

    "I think, since you are so wronged, why don't you change to another studio? It's just a part-time job. There's no need to make yourself so unhappy." Lin Mo said, in her eyes, a part-time job is equivalent to a side job, and a side job not only allows her to gain  The more rewards besides money should be happiness and growth, not ignorant complaints.

    It seemed that for a moment, Lin Mo suddenly understood why everyone was tired of "Sister Xianglin", the same thing.  When you tell others for the first time, they will feel sorry for you and give you some comfort;  It will be affected all day long; the third time you tell others, they will only think you are listening to a joke.

    In many cases, it is not that the wrong person is sharing, but that the person who is sharing has listened to it too many times, and there will be no more waves in his heart.  But up to now, Lin Mo still can't control himself from selling out to Boss Deng.

    "Do you mean to ask me to change to another studio?" Lan Lan asked suddenly, "My mother said that it's actually like this at work, with less money and more work."

    "I just don't think it's necessary to make yourself unhappy because of a part-time job," Lin Mo was silent for a while before continuing, "But in fact, it is very likely that the next studio you change to is not as good as the one you are currently in."

    "No, I think other studios have teaching assistants, but we don't." Lan Lan said again.

    Lin Mo doesn't remember the conversation of that day, and he doesn't know how it ended. The only thing he remembers is the uncomfortable feeling in his chest after the call.  It was as if the heart that had worked so hard to calm down was suppressed by a sudden boulder, but the boulder itself had nothing to do with me.

    Happy Thanksgiving (¡ä-w-`)

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