Gao Fei has a long-standing dislike for Wang Haochuan. He couldn't explain it clearly before, but this was a good opportunity to talk. He said in one breath: "At first, it was because the teacher always scolded me when he praised him.
After a while, I got annoyed whenever I saw him working so hard. Why did he work so hard? Work as hard as he could? Why couldn't he..."
Xie Qingyun said: "Why can't we just be a salted fish, give up on ourselves, and not have any goals in life?"
Gao Fei curled his lips: "Although he is gentle and quiet, he has a particularly vicious spirit. As long as he makes up his mind to do something, he must succeed. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are in front of him, he will not stop anything.
Can't stop him..."
Xie Qingyun joked: "Even if you bully him, you can't shake him?"
Gao Fei didn't want to admit his pettiness.
"Gao Fei, everyone has the right to pursue their dreams. Some people have a higher starting point and a good living environment. They will be more relaxed when pursuing their dreams. For people like Wang Haochuan, whose conditions are very harsh, his path to pursuing his dreams is naturally very difficult.
It was tortuous and painful. How could he have succeeded if he didn't have a strong drive?"
Gao Fei also understands these truths, but he just doesn't want Wang Haochuan to succeed. If poor people like Wang Haochuan are successful, where can he find reasons to explain his inaction? It would be great if Wang Haochuan cannot succeed, then he can laugh at him
Wang Haochuan's efforts are all for show, and it is impossible for people to succeed through hard work.
Xie Qingyun said: "You are no longer my student. I can't ask you to do anything. But when an old classmate is working hard, even if you can't applaud him, don't say anything to him. Just be a bystander.
Let’s see if he can succeed, okay?”
Doesn't this count as a request? Gao Fei felt very unhappy. Thinking that Teacher Xie had taken care of him for many years, he reluctantly nodded: "Teacher Xie, you don't have to think about educating me all the time. Wang Haochuan has already chosen
He flew away with Gao Zhi, even if he and I are mortal enemies, I still can't reach him!"
Hey! It seems that it is basically impossible for Gao Fei to change his view of Wang Haochuan.
Xie Qingyun never mentioned "joining the army" again. Gao Fei's mind is smaller than the eye of a needle, and human nature is difficult to change. It seems that Xie Chong sees it more thoroughly. He has spent more time with Gao Fei,
Naturally, I understand him better.
Xie Qingyun returned to the alley, and Wang Haochuan was about to go out with his sister. After studying for graduate school, Wang Jingyi seemed to be a completely different person. She was still very thin, but had long flowing hair. The material of her clothes was not good, but she was neat and fit.
The person exudes a gentle and refreshing temperament.
Perhaps because of their old age, the Wang family could no longer quarrel. After the two children returned home, no quarrel broke out at home. The relationship between Wang Haochuan and his father was still not good, but the two of them were able to maintain their respectability with difficulty.
Calm down, as long as you don't mention keywords such as "recorder" and "stamp album", the two of you can still eat at the same dining table.m.jujia?y.??m
The Wang siblings greeted Xie Qingyun politely. Xie Qingyun joked: "Wang Haochuan, my sister is different when she comes back. He was a handsome boy originally, but when my sister comes back, he looks more energetic."
Wang Haochuan smiled shyly.
"By the way, where are you two siblings going? Going to pay New Year's greetings?"
"No. All the relatives around here have finished paying respects in the morning. I took Haochuan out to relax." Wang Jingyi squeezed her brother's hand and said: "The college entrance examination is in a few months. I feel that he is too nervous.
Relax properly. But he always worries that relaxing is a waste of time."
"Yes, both Haochuan and Xie Chong have pushed themselves too hard. Just like a rubber band, if it is pulled so tight, it will break one day. Haochuan, please talk to your sister more.
I won't find anyone as good at learning as your sister in this city."
"Um……"
Wang Jingyi said embarrassedly: "Teacher Xie, you are exaggerating... I have worked hard, and I am indeed lucky."
"Don't be modest! Who goes to Peking University by luck? You, give Xie Chong some psychological counseling when you have time. I've never seen him so nervous before."
Wang Jingyi happily agreed, and Xie Qingyun watched the two siblings and returned home.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xie Jing still locked himself in his room, holding his watch to write test papers. Xie Ying said helplessly: "We all tried to get him to go out for activities, but he always went and came back quickly.
I’ll do the questions when I come back. My brother, my junior high school teacher, didn’t work hard enough, but I think my brother works harder than me.”
After entering the third year of high school, Xie Chong moved to the east room of the main hall, which is separated by a wall from his grandparents' room. There is a narrow gap between there and the east wing. The sunlight is severely blocked and the light is very poor. It is cold in winter and humid in summer.
Xie Hongxuan used that room as a storage room. Xie Chong volunteered to sleep in that room. He didn't want to be disturbed while studying, nor did he want to disturb his family in the middle of the night.
So, the Xie family tidied up the room, piled the debris on the floor, and placed a small square table on the kang. In order to protect Xie Chong's eyes, Xie Qing spent a lot of money to buy a desk lamp.
Even though it had been rearranged, the room still had a musty smell. After returning from the winter vacation, Xie Chong stayed in that room almost every day. He coughed badly at night, so Xie Hongxuan got up and started nagging: "How many times have I told you, the air in that room
No! Even if the windows are open during the day, there is still a smell. If that house was suitable for habitation, would I use it as a utility room?"
Xie Chong covered himself in the quilt, and even if he coughed, his voice was completely blocked. The old couple sighed: "This kid is really stubborn as hell."
On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, when Xie Chong finished finishing a set of papers, Xie Qingyun brought him a glass of honey water and asked him to rest for a while. Xie Chong rubbed his temples with a look of exhaustion. The heavy academic burden made him
A lot of youthful energy has been lost.
Xie Qingyun said: "You were not so cruel to yourself before. What stimulates you now? Do you work hard enough to make the whole family feel sad?"
"What's so distressing about this..." Xie Chong said blankly: "I only do reading now. If I can't do it well, then I'll be sorry to you."
"My family has never said that. Xie Chong, we all know that you tried your best. There is no need to push yourself so hard."
"No, the teacher said that there will be big fluctuations in grades in the few months after the third year of high school. My grades cannot decline and I cannot fail." Xie Chong was indeed stimulated. His eyes were bright and shining with determination: "
No matter what the price is, I cannot fail!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.