I like extraordinary people, and I am one of them. - Bacon
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Regarding the specially planned layout plan, Ruochu had a disagreement with the art director. In fact, the disagreement was not limited to this column. Ruochu also had objections to the design style of the entire book. However, because April was coming soon,
Were it not for the postponement of the Oscars, this issue would have already been printed.
Since the other columns had already been laid out and Ruochu herself had a lot to do, she temporarily followed the advice of the art editor. However, she was not satisfied and decided to wait for the next issue to design the style.
Communicate and adjust. Since Daddy handed this book to her, she has to take it on. No matter whether she can do it well or not, at least she has tried her best so that she can be worthy of Daddy and herself.
The sample book came out, and the next step was printing and distribution. As an editor, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Ruochu said hello to Xiaochuan and prepared to disappear for a few days to deal with matters at school and parents.
I made an appointment with Professor Zhang to discuss the first draft of their graduation thesis, but the professor said that the other students he supervised had already written the second draft, and some had already written the third draft. She was so good that no one could find her.
She is not in a hurry. Is she admitted to the master's program? She doesn't want the undergraduate degree.
Ruochu understood that it was because she had been focusing all her energy on magazines recently, which delayed school affairs, that it was normal for the professor to be angry. After a good meal in the office and saying nice things, the professor agreed that she would not complain to Qin Bei.
He came out from the professor's side with the corrected paper manuscript. As he walked, he frowned and recognized that the professor was making corrections as fast as Oracle. He almost bumped into Qin Bei who had just come out of the elevator and Rousseau who was following behind.
Before Ruochu could react, Qin Bei snatched the manuscript from his hand in mid-air.
"Dad, you wouldn't be so scary when you suddenly appear." Ruochu said angrily when he saw it was Qin Bei and Rousseau.
"Send the electronic manuscript of your paper back to me for review." Qin Bei flipped through it briefly, handed it back to Ruochu, and said casually.
"Dad, can you help me translate Teacher Zhang's 'Oracle Bone Inscriptions'?"
"Well, if you saw what your father and I wrote, you wouldn't think it was an 'oracle bone inscription.'" As soon as Qin Bei finished speaking, Rousseau burst out laughing behind him. He understood it deeply.
Ruochu tilted her head and glared at Rousseau, not knowing what was so funny about him. She was worried to death.
"Well, your senior brother Lu is an expert in identifying oracle bone inscriptions. You can ask him." Qin Bei also understood what Rousseau was laughing at. Back then, he often took back the articles he had corrected pitifully and asked what they were.
The key is that sometimes I can't even recognize the handwriting I have written. Even Qin Nan said that his handwriting is comparable to a doctor's diagnosis sheet.
When Qin Bei heard his daughter call this "Oracle Bone Inscriptions", he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but his face remained calm.
"By the way, Ruoruo, the results will be out soon. I heard someone said it's only for the past two days. Tell me as soon as you know." Qin Bei told Ruochu and was about to leave, because he was about to give Rousseau
Students of their generation attend classes.
"Ah, Dad..." Ruochu called out, but the next words were not spoken.
"Is something wrong?" Qin Bei looked at Ruochu suspiciously. In the past, he rarely saw her hesitate to speak. It seemed that there was something difficult to say.
"Ah, it's nothing. I'll go home tomorrow just to talk to you." Ruochu has been thinking about confessing to Qin Bei these days. The results will be out soon. We can't delay it any longer. We will go back to show off tomorrow.
"Welcome, I asked your mother to prepare delicious food for you. Let's go." Qin Bei scratched Ruochu's nose and strode forward. Rousseau followed, not forgetting to rub Ruochu's head.
She whispered two words in her ear, "Come on". She walked over and turned around to give her a victory gesture.
If Ruochu stopped smiling at Rousseau and trudged back to his dormitory, he should seize the time to revise his thesis first.
There was nothing much to do in the afternoon of the next day. Ruochu went home early and did some household chores with Yuan Jingshu. Then he locked himself in the room. It was not until dinner time that everyone might be back, so he slowly went downstairs.
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After walking around in the kitchen, Qin Nan kicked them out. Ruoqi and Qin Bei didn't see any shadows yet, so they listlessly watched Pingju opera with Yuan Jingshu in the living room.
After a while, Qin Bei and Ruo Qi finally appeared, but Ruo Qi supported the tall Qin Bei with his slightly thin body, while Qin Bei put one arm on Ruo Qi's shoulder, and the other
Holding a basketball in one hand, he limped in.
"Dad, what are you..." Ruochu yelled, calling Qin Nan out of the kitchen.
Ruoqi scratched his head in embarrassment. "Dad wanted to block my shot, but he accidentally stepped on me when he was falling, so..."
"It's okay, it's okay. I accidentally sprained my ankle. Don't worry, everyone. This guy is old and his reaction time is slow." Qin Bei laughed and laughed at himself. At the same time, he also wanted to make everyone feel better.
"Ruoqi, can't you let dad do it?" Ruochu frowned. Even though Qin Bei was smiling so brightly, she noticed that beads of sweat were still leaking from his forehead. She took a step forward and joined Ruoqi.
Qin Bei helped him to the sofa. Qin Nan also sighed and walked over to check Qin Bei's injury.
"I don't need him to give in. I remember back then..." Qin Bei said unconvinced. He said he was old, but he didn't think so in his heart. If Ruo Chu said this, he was obviously looking down on him.
"That was back then. How old were you?" Qin Nan patted his uninjured leg.
Qin Bei looked at Qin Nan as if he was in trouble and said softly: "I'm sorry for making you worry..."
While taking off his socks, Qin Nan raised his head and glared at Qin Bei: "You know I'm worried and you still do it?"
"Dad, Dr. Chu said he'd come over and take a look right away, please bear with it." Under Yuan Jingshu's instructions, Ruochu called Dr. Chu next door, and then ran over to see Qin Bei.
"Hey, why bother me with such a trivial matter? I was used to my sprained feet when I was young."
"What's the trouble? It's all a neighbor. Let him come over and see if the bones are hurt. I feel at ease. Son, you are not young anymore. Didn't mom tell you..." Yuan Jingshu began to mutter.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I will pay attention in the future, I must pay attention." Qin Bei said while making a gesture at Ruoqi. Ruoqi understood and picked up Yuan Jingshu, "Grandma, let me give you a pat on the back, okay?
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"My little ancestor, put grandma down quickly, put down my old bones..." Yuan Jingshu's voice followed Ruoqi's footsteps and disappeared at the door of her own room.
"Ruoqi, be careful, I won't spare you if you hurt grandma." Ruochu shouted to Ruoqi.
Qin Nan couldn't help but punch Qin Bei, "He was injured and he taught his son not to do good things." Qin Bei looked at Qin Nan and smiled stupidly.
Qin Bei's injury was not serious. Doctor Chu said that as long as he kept applying medicine and the swelling went away, it would be fine.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially Ruochu. In this case, the plan went ahead as usual.
After dinner, Ruochu had been looking for an opportunity, so he accompanied everyone to watch TV for the first time. Later, Qin Bei wanted to go back to his room to read, and Ruo Chu took the initiative to ask for help. Qin Bei smiled and said no, and Ruo Chu didn't let go. Qin Nan took it.
He came in with medicinal wine and prepared to give Qin Bei medicine and massage to reduce the swelling.
"Mom, let me do it." Ruochu took the bottle of medicinal wine from Qin Nan's hand."
"No, Ruoruo, go ahead and do your business." Qin Nan smiled and smoothed Ruochu's hair.
"Ruoruo, do you have something to talk to me about?" Qin Bei suddenly thought of something. Ruoru mentioned it to him yesterday. No wonder, he still felt strange that she had been watching TV in the living room.
"Yes." Ruochu lowered his head and fiddled with the bottle and agreed.
Qin Bei glanced at Qin Nan, and Qin Nan said in a tacit understanding: "Then Ruoruo come and give your dad the medicine, and I'll get you some midnight snacks." After that, he patted Ruochu's shoulder and left.
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Ruo Chu unscrews the medicine bottle.
"Ruoruo, give it to me, you don't need it." Qin Bei stretched out his hand, but Ruochu didn't give it to him and insisted on applying the medicine himself. Qin Bei smiled and didn't stop him.
"Ruoruo..."
"Huh? Will this hurt?" Ruochu dipped a cotton swab in medicinal wine and applied it evenly on Qin Bei's swollen ankle, and tried to squeeze it gently with his fingers.
"Ruoruo, what can't you tell dad? Hey..." Qin Bei took a breath of air because of the pain.
Ruochu was busy and slowed down his strength.
"dad……"
"Tell me..." Qin Bei said, looking at Ruochu who kept his head down.
"I'm sorry, Dad, I...I didn't take the exam..." Ruochu gritted his teeth and spoke out from his heart.
"Exam? What exam?" Qin Bei thought it was a usual quiz and didn't take it seriously.
"That's right, it's the graduate entrance examination..." After Ruochu finished speaking, she looked up at Qin Bei with difficulty. Qin Bei was stunned for a moment. Ruochu quickly lowered his head again. No matter whether Qin Bei was angry or sad, she didn't dare to look at him.
The two of them were silent for a while, Ruochu's little hand gently moved around Qin Bei's ankle.
"Ruoruo..."
"Huh?" Ruochu stopped and started again, but still didn't dare to raise his head.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" There was no blame or anger in Qin Bei's tone. It was just a light questioning tone, but it directly asked Ruochu's heart.
"I, I'm afraid you will be sad." After Ruochu finished speaking, he bit his lower lip.
"I'm sad." Qin Bei replied, and tears began to well up in Ruochu's eyes.
"Ruoruo, look at me." There was something irresistible in Qin Bei's voice.
Ruochu then looked at Qin Bei with tears in his eyes.
"Alas..." Qin Bei sighed, reached for the Kleenex box on the bedside table, pulled out a few and handed them to Ruochu.
"I'm sad because you're hiding something from dad, not because you didn't take the exam." Qin Bei couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his daughter crying.
"What?"
"You underestimate your parents too much. Didn't you just miss the exam? Why did you hide it from us for so long? You never go behind our backs. This is the first time. Why don't you allow me to feel sad?" Qin Beibian said,
He took out another piece of paper and wiped Ruochu's tears.
"Dad..." It's okay not to say it, but Ruochu burst into tears when he said it.
"Dad, so you won't blame me?" Ruochu asked with a smile while wiping his tears.
"Of course you have the right to choose your own life path. Why should I blame you? Besides, what you have done, to a certain extent, your mother and I have done. Alas, we all resisted at that time.
Your grandpa, I have always thought that your mother and I are very open-minded, but it seems that we didn’t do a good enough job, causing you to bear so much pressure."
"Dad, won't you be disappointed in me?"
"No, I'm proud of you..."
"Why?"
"Haha, this is my Qin Bei's daughter, because we are the same person..."