When you really try your best, God will help you.

I was chatting with my cousin after get off work a few days ago. While we were chatting, she asked me if I had eaten. I said:

Not yet. I was in the restaurant, waiting for the food to be served. Well,

She said:

You have a good life, studied a good major, and met your current husband in college.

What she meant was that I could go out to restaurants without restraint every day...

So, I thought about the root of all this: When I was in high school, I really tried my best, except for... Studying is still studying, but I am too stupid. Others can understand it after reading it once, but I have to read it ten or eight times. Even on New Year's Eve, I was always reading. If I had just worked hard to study, then get into a good university, get a good major, and then marry a good husband, such a beautiful story, I wouldn't be who I am now.

At that time, I was often joked by my relatives that I was a nerd and was obsessed with reading. What I resented the most at that time was that others said that I was obsessed with reading. Now, to put it nicely, I am disgusted. At the time, my feeling was actually that I was resentful because I was obsessed with reading. The implication is that they are stupid, not good at flexibility, and only know how to memorize by rote.

So I told myself in my heart: I must prove it to them. With this mentality, I insisted on studying science. As expected, I was not the material for studying science. Even though I tried my best, my scores were not the same. It was not ideal. I just passed the cutoff. Later, I was afraid that I would not be admitted, so each school filled in the obedience adjustment. As expected, when I checked on the computer, I was admitted to the humanities information management major of a medical university.

Actually, I wanted to study dental medicine at that time because I had buck teeth. However, even with my double eyelids, big eyes, fair skin, and slim figure, I couldn’t resist the infinite power of these big buck teeth. .

Helpless, my family does not have a strong financial background or a strong background. It is impossible to change to a popular major, so I just thought about getting a college degree. It is better than going to study after graduating from high school. Bring the bowl to the plate.

Unexpectedly, when I got the notice, my name was written on it, and underneath it was miraculously written "Dental Medicine"! I screamed at that time and watched it many times. I couldn’t believe it. Did God really hear my voice?

In the spirit of God’s favor for me, I did study stomatology, thinking that I would turn around and become a winner in life. Who knows, there is a girl in the stomatology class with the same name as me, and she looks better than me. I am good-looking, my family is in good condition, and I am a lively and lovable person. Because I have the same name as her, others and myself like to compare us. Every time she wins an award, the presenter will emphasize the difference. How many times have I been named so-and-so, I will feel that I have no face. She has the aura of the protagonist, which makes me, a supporting role, have no sense of existence. I feel that it is my ordinary name that has harmed me, just like a beggar will not be jealous of the rich. I would only be jealous of the beggar next door who begged more than him. I was envious and jealous of this person with the same name as me. At the same time, privately, I did not dare to slack off in my college life and wanted to shorten the gap with her.

I studied in college like this for five years. At the graduation dinner, we were all slightly drunk and clinked glasses with each other. When we clinked glasses, she asked me: Do you like the dental major? I said I liked it, and she said: That's good. In fact, there were four people in our class with the same name and surname. Apart from us, there were two others. And you and I not only have the same name and surname, but we are both from Hunan. What's more, we passed the college entrance examination. The scores are all the same. When my grandfather was the vice principal of the school, he transferred you to me when he transferred me to the dental major...

It suddenly dawned on me that the major I wanted to study actually came from this major that I didn’t like. Being a classmate with the same name, the same province, and the same grades is really a blessing and a curse. I have been following in her footsteps during college, and it has made me a better version of myself. Maybe everything is the best arrangement! If this was a story told to me by someone else, I would definitely be dubious, but this is my personal experience, so I can’t help but not believe it.

Today, my buck teeth have been corrected, the ugly duckling has turned into a white swan (please forgive me for being so cute), and I am married to the man I want...

When you really try your best If you do it, God will help you and make you a better version of yourself!