Chapter 6 — Seven-Colored Hair Thien Kim

“I want to go see the stars.” I smiled. “Go.” “If anyone stops you, I will kick that person out of the solar system.” The day the university exam ended, I dyed my hair again. Purple blue background, fluorescent green hair ends. It was so bright that as soon as Mr. Tan saw me, he hugged my breasts. "Duong Phung Ha." "I beg you, be a little humble." I sucked on a lollipop. "Already very modest." "This time there are only three colors." The foster grandmother came from the district, carrying a bag of braised chicken thighs. She touched my hair and smiled very happily. "Beautiful." "Like the new sign in front of the grocery store, very prosperous." Teacher Tan was silent for two seconds. "Your grandmother knows how to praise people better than me." After that, the Chu family publicly apologized. Father Chu wrote a very long statement. Words of face. The focus is clear. Translated it means: I'm wrong, but I'm very cultured. I don't judge. Whether he admits his mistake or not is his business. Whether or not to forgive is Chu Thanh Le's business. Chu Nghien Xuyen also apologized during the graduation ceremony. He stood on stage, his face unsightly as if he was forced to redo three sets of questions. But the words that needed to be said were still clearly said. "Sorry." "In the past, I was self-righteous and used prejudice to hurt the two of you." "I said I was protecting, but in fact I never really understood Thanh Le." Applause rang out from under the stage. I only answered with three words. "Got it." Not every apology can be exchanged for a hug. There are questions that are done incorrectly, even if they are corrected, they still cannot get a perfect score. Luc Van Tu is even more cruel. The nickname Documentary Boy followed him throughout the semester. Then I heard that during the interview, the teacher asked him: "How do you see your contribution to a team?" His face immediately turned pale. I feel this is called the correct question. The day Chu Thanh Le went to astronomy summer camp, I saw her off to the airport. She wore a light blue shirt and a two-strap backpack. On my backpack hangs the little yellow duck I gave you. So bad that it's extremely outstanding. But she hangs very seriously. Before the security checkpoint, she suddenly hugged me. "Ha Ha, thank you." I replied strongly: "Don't thank me too early." "In the future, when I get stuck in the model building part, I will still bomb you in the middle of the night." She smiled. "I will lecture you." "Lecture, also about the stars." My nose was a little spicy. "That said." The loudspeaker reminded passengers to board the plane. She dragged her luggage inside. Halfway through, she turned around and waved at me. I waved too. The phone vibrates. It's the selfie she just sent. The yellow duck on the backpack swayed extremely arrogantly. Below is a line of text: When I return, I will take you to see the stars. I stared at that sentence for a long time. Teacher Tan asked me: "What are you going to do next?" I put my phone in my pocket. "Do homework." "Go to college." "Continue to dye your hair." "Wait for your sister to come back." Teacher Tan sighed. "Are you really not willing to control this hair?" I stroked the ends of my hair. "No restraint." "I want everyone to know that bright hair does not mean an empty mind." "Playboy girls can also study the most intensely." There's no need to tear each other apart." "I'm not stealing her position." "I'll accompany her to where she wants to go." Inside the security check area, Chu Thanh Le was no longer visible. But I know. She is stepping forward. It's not the Chu family's sign. Not a member of Luc Van Tu's documentation team. Not anyone's standard answer. She is her own starry sky. What about me? I kept my seven-colored hair and continued moving forward. Who says that's disrespectful? I just want to shine so bright that everyone can see

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