As soon as she returned to her seat, she lay on the desk and covered her face with her arms, her body still shaking.
Gu Yan panicked: "Yueyue, are you okay? Yueyue!"
She can guess about such things as idols being shattered.
This silly bestie just got too involved in the drama. Now that her idol has been shattered, she must have been mentally shocked.
Alas, so I say, you should chase stars rationally.
That's how she looks. She says she's a fan of people when they see them being handsome, but in fact she's not a fan of anyone, or she's just a casual fan.
So when her idol is shattered, she usually just takes it for granted.
But Su Xiaoyue who raised her head was beyond Gu Yan's expectation.
She didn't cry.
Not only was she not crying, she was even laughing.
The one who was shaking just now just couldn't hold back his smile.
Gu Yan quickly held up her best friend's face: "Yueyue, aren't you so stimulated that you went crazy?"
"I'm fine!" She rolled her eyes and patted away her best friend's wiping hand. Su Xiaoyue explained with a smile, "Because I'm sure, he's not Fang Bi, but he is indeed the same Zhang Hong brother I imagined."
She actually cried at first.
But after thinking about it carefully, she actually heard the gentleness in Zhang Hong's cold words.
If she is not really gentle, why should she be advised to be rational and pursue stars? Why should she be advised to study hard?
You must know that this is not the time to do a show and talk empty words, it is a space where only two people are present.
I don’t know what those idol stars with dirty information would do.
Anyway, I would definitely not advise her in private to stop chasing stars and study hard.
Although the words were cold, she felt the warmth in them.
This is probably what the so-called true gentleness is.
In the play, Fang Don takes everything on himself and just silently protects the heroine.
Zhang Hong outside the play broke her fantasy with a cold tone and tried hard to be a bad guy.
But he is actually concerned about his future.
Sure enough, you are not a fan of the wrong person!
Looking at her best friend, the girl made a declaration: "Yanyan, I have decided that I will be a writer in the future!"
Her dream is to write well enough.
Then after it is adapted into a TV series or movie, Brother Zhang Hong can be the director and protagonist.
Until then, you must study hard and catch up silently.
I strive to catch up with him one day.
When we meet again, she will smile and say: "Five million, can you play the leading role in the story I wrote?"
By then, you will be considered successful, right?
Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is no difference between myself and those naive peers.
But just live like a plant, living just to survive, doing nothing but agreeing with others, and having no dreams.
This kind of life is not what I want.
Being underage is of course childish.
Because only students of this age who are still in school will not be exposed to social pressure.
That’s why I have dreams.
............
Zhang Hong, who does good deeds every day, doesn't know this. He is now dealing with another problem child.
"Maybe I heard it wrong." Zhang Hong dug his ears, "You said you refused?"
Liang Ya, who was thirteen years old and still had a cute baby hairstyle, put her eyes back on the book in her hand: "Yes, I refuse."
Zhang Hong raised his eyebrows: "Can I know the reason?"
"Because that's unrealistic." Liang Ya replied, "Large-scale humanoid robots driven by humans are unrealistic. They are just toys imagined by laymen."
This statement is consistent with what Mr. Liang said about Liang Luo.
Zhang Hong had something in his mind.
"Are you saying what you really think, or are you listening to what adults say?"
"That's what I really think."
Zhang Hong sat next to him and smiled: "Really? I don't believe it."
The boy lowered his head and continued reading: "I won't help anyway."
Zhang Hong didn't speak, just sat quietly.
For ten minutes, the two of them sat on the edge of the playground, motionless.
Suddenly, Zhang Hong smiled: "You lied."
Liang Ya didn't even raise his head: "I don't understand what you mean."
Zhang Hongchao leaned back and leaned on the back of the bench: "Why don't you choose a quiet place to read a book? You have to sit by the playground and watch them play on the playground. You envy these brothers."
Liang Ya still lowered his head: "A group of people are shooting the ball meaninglessly. I don't think it has any meaning. If you have this time, it's better to learn more knowledge."
"Then the question is, why did you choose this location facing the playground? And..." Zhang Hong suddenly turned to look at him, "Why has it been ten minutes? The book in your hand is one page
Didn't you read it?"
Liang Ya paused and fell into silence.
"Because you envy them, you envy them that they can enjoy their youth. They are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they can still play basketball carefree. You are only thirteen years old, why can you only listen to your parents and study hard, and then learn all kinds of things?
Mechanical knowledge and piano and stuff.”
Scratching his cheek, Zhang Hong continued to reveal the little boy's heart: "I found out from your grandfather. He said that your IQ exceeded 170 when tested. And until now, except for Chinese,
Maintained perfect scores in all subjects.”
Zhang Hong pointed to the book in his hand again: "You even started to read advanced mathematics that you can only learn in college."
"Then why don't you skip a grade and go to college?"
Liang Ya was still holding the book, but the pages were wrinkled when he rubbed them with his thumbs.
"There is only one answer." Zhang Hong said decisively, "This is your resistance to your parents and elders, but you are a sensible and obedient child since you were a child, so you followed their wishes and chose to skip a grade. But because of your inner resistance, you chose to hide yourself
His true level was only skipped to the first year of high school.
You want to see the disappointed expressions of your parents, so that you will feel a strange happy feeling in your heart. Maybe your parents also care? Because I didn't satisfy them, I hope they can put down their work and pay more attention to you."
Holding the young man's slightly thin shoulders, Zhang Hong said softly: "Am I right?"
"Isn't this what it should be?" The young man suddenly raised his head and looked at him coldly, "My family is well-off, so I should cherish everything that is hard-won. My parents have given me a good life, and I should certainly live up to their expectations.
Ask to be the son they want.
Isn't this wrong? You don't understand."
"That's right, who knows what you're talking about? I'm just a third-generation poor farmer whose parents are factory workers. I'm definitely a Miaohong." Zhang Hong already knew how to deal with this little brat, "But I don't know how to deal with similar things.
I’ve seen it before, do you want to listen to it?”
Then, without waiting for Liang Ya to respond, Zhang Hong told the story.
"I once knew a man, the big boss, who used to be a good man, but then he started breaking the law. By the way, his father was an upright and honest official."
"He didn't lack money or a good life, but he still broke the law. In the end, his father was dragged into the water."
"Do you know why he did this?"
Zhang Hong looked at the young man: "Because his father only cares about his position and never considers his feelings, so he wants to take revenge on his father."
Well, this story should not be 404.
Because this is a TV series starring Mr. Zhang Hong in his previous life, called "Black Hole".
It's a good classic drama.
Of course Liang Ya has never watched this TV series.
But he was obviously attracted because of his empathy: "So did he succeed in the end?"
"No, sin must be punished." Zhang Hong said with a smile, "By the way, until the end, his father was complaining that he dragged him into trouble and delayed his career."
Liang Ya listened quietly without saying a word.
The devil smiled and began to whisper seductively: "How about you, do you want to take revenge on your father? Or...see if he cares about you?"
Liang Ya finally raised his head: "What do you want me to do."
After all, he is a thirteen-year-old kid. What’s the use of having a high IQ? He can’t escape from the palm of my “ordinary office worker”... Zhang Hong asked: "Let me say hello first. Your grades are passed."
Is 985 a big problem?”
"You can get into a school like 985 with your eyes closed." Liang Ya frowned and said anxiously, "What on earth do I need to do to get him to pay attention to me?"
Tsk, this kid really deserves a beating... Zhang Hong grinned and came up with a bad idea: "Then let's start with truancy. You haven't been truant yet, right? No, I'm afraid you're even late for class.
You haven't even done that before. How about just skipping school and then joining me and your grandpa to build a big robot that your dad scorns? Do you dare?"
"Why don't you dare!" Liang Ya closed the book and stood up, "When will you leave?"
Zhang Hong smiled slightly: "Now, immediately, immediately."