Wen Rensheng came out of the outreach center and looked at the time. It was just half past two, so he took the car home directly.
The rain had stopped, and a rainbow appeared in the east. It was extremely beautiful and attracted many passers-by to stop and take photos.
The judges' assessment will be held on Friday, and this week we need to deal with preparation, registration, and exams, which will be more cumbersome.
He returned to the villa, entered the villa alone, and saw Brother De still lying on the sofa in the hall drinking.
He walked over directly.
When there are no outsiders trying to hook up with Brother De, Wen Rensheng is still very considerate to others and will not greet them with a big slap full of love.
When Wen Rende saw him coming, he opened his eyes, shook his head, and recited poetry again:
"Although the divine tortoise has a long life, it still has its time; the tan snake rides on the mist, but will eventually become ashes. The old man is helpless, but his ambition is thousands of miles; the martyr's old age is full of ambition."
Wen Rensheng was too lazy to listen to these ancient poems and wanted to fight the other party, but he heard him say again:
"Asheng, there is a key point in the poem I just made. Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know what the point is. I only know that although you didn't dream today, you are more confused than a dream. Now you dare to directly steal ancient poems and regard them as original works." Wen Rensheng stood up to him indifferently, "If you continue like this,
I can only let you take medicine."
"I don't take medicine, I'm not sick! Stealing poems cannot be called stealing, but can poets' things be called stealing? Don't you know that many ancient poets borrowed from each other?" Wen Rende was indeed sober.
He even started to argue with him.
Wen Rensheng said disdainfully: "This is the first time I've seen someone copy and paste like you."
"Don't interrupt me. I'm asking about the key point of your poem. Please answer me quickly."
"The key point is of course the word 'longevity'," Wen Rensheng said as he walked away, "Don't worry, Ade, you are still young and your life has just begun. I will not give up on you."
"The word longevity is the word martyrdom!" Wen Rende struggled desperately on his shoulder, "I want to drink the strongest wine! I don't want to drink those soft beers anymore. My stomach hurts every day and I have to crawl all night.
Get up three times."
Wen Rensheng turned a deaf ear and dragged the other party into the bedroom and threw him directly on the couch.
"It's good to have wine for you at home. If you dare to sneak out to drink next time, I'll lock you up."
Wen Rensheng said a few words, turned around and left.
"Asshole, I'm your father..." Wen Rende wailed on the couch.
Wen Rensheng walked out of the room and went straight into the study room of the villa to start preparing for the exam.
I saw that around 5:30, there was a knock on the study door.
"Come in." He opened his eyes and said.
I saw Zhao Han poking his head at the door, looking around before walking in.
"Sit down, what's the matter?" he asked.
Zhao Han sat on the sofa opposite and said, "Oh, there are two things."
Wen Rensheng closed his eyes.
Zhao Han said quickly: "First thing, next time you don't have to ask Brother Li to come back to pick us up and have to run back and forth. We can just take a taxi or take the bus home."
"I didn't ask him to pick you up. He wants to do it himself and I won't care about him." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"As expected," Zhao Han murmured in a low voice, and then added, "The second thing is about Uncle Wenren. I have made a divination, and it said that a crisis will happen to him, but a crisis also means a turning point.
When there is a crisis, there will be an opportunity.”
Of course she would not tell the entire narration. The full text is actually: "There is a kind of person who will not violate his principles even in a dream. Wen Rende is such a person who will not violate his principles even in a dream.
Hurt others. A crisis is about to happen to him, but this crisis also contains the opportunity to solve his problems, and his kindness will bring him the greatest reward in life."
"Very good." Wen Rensheng opened his eyes, took out his cell phone, and started making calls.
"Teacher, what are you doing on the phone?" Zhao Han asked curiously.
"Of course I'm asking for leave. Since there's a crisis, I have to stay with him at home," Wen Rensheng said with a serious look on his face, "Zhao Han, you have to remember that the saddest thing in life is when you want to support your son but your parents are not here."
Although it felt a bit strange, Zhao Han still carefully noted down that there was nothing wrong with this statement.
At this time, the call had been dialed, and Wen Rensheng began to say: "Is it Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Wei's voice and some noise soon came from the microphone. He seemed to be in the hospital.
"Wenren, it's me, is something wrong?"
"Oh, Mr. Zhao, I want to take a week off. The judges' assessment will be held this week, and I want to concentrate on preparing for the exam at home. As for the delayed projects, I will work overtime to make up for it," Wen Rensheng said seriously.
"Well, this is your first time participating in the selection of judges. I was supposed to give you special guidance, but recently..."
"I understand Mr. Zhao's mood. I'm honored that you have such a heart." Wen Rensheng's tone was full of gratitude.
"Okay, I'll approve it. But if you can be successfully selected, I will ask the company to invite customers to hold a celebration party for you, and recruit another wave of students by the way. You have to perform well."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, I will." Wen Rensheng responded.
Then he hung up the phone and looked at Zhao Han again: "Are you okay?"
"No, no." Zhao Han said quickly.
Wen Rensheng immediately waved his hand: "Then don't disturb my vacation."
Zhao Han was speechless and had no choice but to turn around and leave.
He continued to read with his eyes closed.
But not long after he settled down, Wu Shanshan walked in again.
"I didn't expect you to take advantage of the opportunity and ask for leave." She came over and naturally sat on Wen Rensheng's lap. "I really don't understand you. If there is really a crisis, let your uncle live in the company. It's absolutely safe there."
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"Well, she actually told you all this. It seems that your relationship with her has progressed very quickly." Wen Rensheng looked confused, "You targeted her like that last week. You make me even more confused.
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"Of course it's because she now knows that you are mine." Wu Shanshan grabbed his chin and teased directly.
Wen Rensheng stared at the other person and suddenly whispered: "Old Wu found me again today."
"Why are you mentioning him?" Wu Shanshan's face changed slightly, a light appeared in her eyes, and her tone became a little lower, "I have no relationship with him for a long time."
"He still cares about you very much. He mentioned to me that you and him had some unpleasant things happened before. After all, you are father and daughter, so it's better not to make the same mistake as Mr. Zhao's family." Wen Rensheng didn't seem to mind.
Seeing the change in her expression, she was just talking to herself, with a serious tone.
"Tch, you don't care what he does, isn't it good for the two of us to do this?" She seemed to be getting a little impatient.
"Since you admit our current relationship, it is also my responsibility to care about your past, right? The truth will not hurt people, only people can hurt people." Wen Rensheng exhaled.
"You..." Wu Shanshan seemed to want to be angry, but for some reason, she suppressed it and looked at him with gentle eyes, "In short, you don't have to worry about those things. You just need to know that except you, no one can do it now.
Hurt me."
"Okay then." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
"I won't close the door tonight." Wu Shanshan blinked her eyes, fluttered her eyelashes, and said something, then got up from his lap and finally left the study.
Wen Rensheng stared at the other person's slender figure, thoughtfully, and then closed his eyes again.
He will continue to prepare for the exam.
If he guessed correctly, the so-called crisis probably lies in this judge's assessment, and this judge's assessment is very likely to allow him to make great achievements, get new opportunities for shelter, and then solve De Ge's problem.
Brother De is a good man, undoubtedly a good man, although he has a soft temper.
After he was reincarnated into this world, during the initial period of discomfort with the fusion of memories, he took good care of him and never scolded him for his poor performance.
Zhao Han's narration is indeed very useful.
The reminder has been given, he now needs to put aside other matters temporarily and concentrate.
Because for other things, others can take his place, but no one can take his place for De Ge.
In his mind, all kinds of knowledge are constantly being transformed and absorbed, deeply understood, building knowledge trees, communicating key points, building simulation environments, and practicing applications.
The mysterious skill of "Extraordinary Memory" is quietly improving its proficiency in this process, and it seems that it is not far away from being promoted to the intermediate level.
