"Teacher Cang, you are trying another trick to make us study hard." Hu Pingan said with a smile.
"But studying is not for me, but for yourselves. If you think you have any proud talents, you may be proud of it. My friend has such talents, but do you have them?" Canglong suddenly said
asked.
"No!" All three of them shook their heads.
"Do you have his conditions?" Canglong asked again.
"No." The three of them shook their heads.
"First of all, you don't have his gaming talent, and secondly, you don't have his living conditions, so what reason is there for you not to study?" Canglong asked.
This time, the three of them had nothing to say. Originally, Hu Ping'an wanted to say that it was a special case, but Canglong blocked his words and said: "Even someone as talented as him has to learn, what do you have?"
Why don't you study? In this world, you have never been able to do anything since you were born from your mother's womb. I believe you have also studied the article "Shang Zhongyong". The protagonist has been a genius since he was a child. In the end, his father took him around to make money, but the genius failed.
It has also become mediocre, isn’t this enough to give you a warning?”
The three of them all nodded. They had all learned the article about Shang Zhongyong, but now they realized how profound it was after reading the story told by Teacher Bicang.
"People's knowledge and ability must not rely solely on talent. They must pay attention to acquired education and learning, emphasizing the importance of acquired education and learning to talent. People have limits, but people who know how to learn have no limits and constantly surpass themselves.
, you will go further on the path of your interests." Canglong looked at them with a smile.
After a long silence, Ye Qiu said: "I understand, but Teacher Cang, will you support us in playing games?"
"This is your hobby. Of course I won't object to you. Games are not as scary as some parents say. It's just that you need to arrange your game time and study time reasonably. You can't delay your life just because of games.
You can't give up your interests just for the sake of living." Canglong said calmly.
This made the three people's faces suddenly light up, especially Ye Qiu. In contrast, Tang Long and Hu Ping'an were just infatuated and playing games, while Ye Qiu was a little lost in the game.
"Is this story true or false?" Ye Qiu refused to give up.
"Is it really that important to you whether this story is true or false?" Canglong asked.
Ye Qiu nodded thoughtfully. He really didn't need to worry about whether the story was true or false, but at least he understood the profound meaning. Although he didn't say it, he was still very grateful to Canglong. In fact, he didn't play games.
It's just pure fantasy.
"I will return all your gaming equipment to you, and I can also play games with you in the future. Ye Qiu, especially you, if your academic performance improves one day, I can even introduce you to my friend.
Let me get to know you, I think this will help you go further on the road of interest." Canglong said.
"Then this story is true?" Ye Qiu was a little unbelievable, thinking that Teacher Cang was making it up to fool them.
"True or false is not that important. You just need to know that there are more talented and talented people in this world than you, but why are there only a few people recognized by the world? Because what the world often sees is the brilliance of genius, but
I can't see the difficulty of their growth." Looking at the time, Canglong said, "Okay, it's almost eleven o'clock, go back to bed quickly."
"Yeah." The three of them nodded and left the rooftop. On the way back to the dormitory, Tang Long suddenly remembered the murder case. "What do you think the school will do with us? Should we record a major demerit? Or expel us?"
This made Ye Qiu's originally better complexion suddenly turn gloomy again. In the past, he really didn't want to study, but after listening to Cang Long's words, his desire to study became more and more intense, and what's more?
What place can make people more talented than No. 1 Middle School?
The three of them all returned to the dormitory with uneasy expressions.
Canglong, who left the rooftop and was about to go back, suddenly remembered today's murder case, turned around again, and came to the scene of the murder. It was so deserted that it made people feel uncomfortable. The cordon was still not removed, and there were still people left at the scene for police investigation.
The mark, the white body line, is where the deceased lay in the morning.
Canglong looked at the surrounding environment, dragged his chin and began to think. His intuition told him that someone was hiding somewhere and watching here, but he didn't pay attention. At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "If it is
You, what would you do?"
Canglong turned around and saw a figure coming out from behind. It was none other than Captain Qian. Canglong didn't pay much attention to his words. He just said lightly: "Captain Qian is joking, what can I do?"
"That's right. Teacher Cang isn't going back so late?" Captain Qian showed some doubts.
"It's not because of the few students who went online yesterday." Canglong said calmly.
Captain Qian smiled, took out a cigarette, lit a cigarette, and said, "The weather is chilly at night. What does Teacher Cang think of this murder case?"
"It's a very professional technique that most trained people can't do. It seems you have a headache." Canglong's face remained calm, and his tone did not waver.
"Oh." Captain Qian was a little disappointed. This was not the answer he wanted, but he heard something from Cang Long's words, "It is really puzzling for such a professional killer to kill a cleaner, and
This cleaner's family situation is not very good. All investigations show that he is a good old man. The family is very sad to lose such a person..."
Captain Qian rambled on a lot, but he shouldn't have said these words because before the case progressed, these were secrets that the police should keep silent about and could only be said in internal police meetings.
, but the purpose of what he said was to know whether Canglong was the murderer or not. Once the average murderer still has some conscience, his behavior will be different from that of normal people.
Only experienced policemen can discover these things, but he never expected that Canglong was more professional than him in psychology. People say that the best psychology experts in the world are not the top students who graduated from famous colleges, but the police officers engaged in criminal investigation.
, and those salesmen, psychology exists everywhere in life, but it is used differently.
"Perhaps it is because he is too ordinary that he is not taken seriously by others. If this was not a murder, would anyone notice this old man who has silently served No. 1 Middle School for decades?" Canglong shook his head.
"Are you saying that this is the best place for him to end up?"
"That's what you mean. For his children, maybe his death was really worth it, because the school will give them a large pension. For the old man himself, maybe he was worth it, because he spent his whole life.
While he is working hard for his children, with such a large number of seniors, he should be enjoying the blessings at home, but where is his blessing?" Canglong looked at Captain Qian.
Captain Qian also looked at Canglong. At this moment, he really had the feeling that Canglong was the murderer, because what he said was really infuriating. In short, Canglong meant that the old man deserved his death, regardless of whether he
His children and himself all think so.
But if you think about it deeply, why is it not so? An old man who is nearly sixty years old is still working as a cleaner in the school. If it were not for this murder, who in the school would remember his silent service for so many years? Here has created a number of
A group of students who have reached the pinnacle of their careers never thought that no one would remember such an old man in their alma mater.
Even if a murder occurred, in the eyes of the students, this place is just the birthplace of ghost stories. No one would really think that this old man would get up early every morning and clean the campus for them, just like the sanitation staff in the city.
Just like work, when people wake up early in the morning, they have quietly disappeared.
I don't know when Canglong has left, but Captain Qian is still looking at the gray marks on the ground silently. Maybe in a few days, even these marks will disappear. In a few years, who will still remember that an old man died.
What about here?
"This teacher is really extraordinary. Even if he is not the murderer, he is probably related to this case." Captain Qian looked outside the school gate, took out a cigarette and lit another one. He did not notice another pair of eyes in the night.
I'm watching here.
Back home, Canglong had forgotten all about the murder. Although the scene was really thought-provoking, it was not his job. He had ended so many lives in his hands that he was numb.
Moreover, most of these beings were important people. At this moment, he even felt that his conversation with Captain Qian was redundant, because it was not his job and had nothing to do with him.
Looking at Wanwan's sleeping face, Canglong turned on the computer again and was doing some boring work. He first returned all the equipment he had received from Ye Qiu and the others in the past few days to them in the form of game delivery. The Western Chu Overlord Gang
In this way, it was completely disbanded, and the account was canceled directly, leaving only "Qin Shihuang".
He didn't know how much shock this would cause in the Battle Soul game, but he knew that Ye Qiu and the others would never be as obsessed with online games as before.
Life is like this, entangled with big and small things, intertwined with worries and happiness. Real life is often the most ordinary and practical. Life is always metaphored in literature. In fact, life is simple and complicated, and it must be savored with heart.
Looking back on his years, he suddenly came to the realization that his life had been in vain.
"Why can't I live like this for myself?" Lying on the bed, Canglong suddenly had such a question in his mind, and his dead heart suddenly burned. The feeling was indescribable, extremely happy, and even difficult to reason.
What is suppressed seems to be the desire from the heart.
It's just that this desire was finally suppressed by him. He now needs rational thinking instead of emotional behavior. There are still too many dangers and too many problems waiting for him to solve...