No one can succeed casually. From Feifei'er's seemingly ordinary words, Sun Yaosheng and Zhu Xiaofei, including the audience in the entire live broadcast room, suddenly realized that this girl in her early 20s was not as relaxed as it seemed.

At this moment, Sun Yaosheng listened to Zhu Xiaofei and Feifeier telling him that the boy's dormitory threw a thermos downstairs last year and protested the premature power outage, but he remembered another story.

In that story, the protagonist is a clown, a clown who laughs and makes fun all day long.

One day, the clown lost his center of gravity and fell from the stage due to an accident. The clown, whose face was covered in blood and whose teeth were knocked off, finally couldn't help but shed tears, but all the audience was just joking to make fun of the clown, appreciating the clown's realistic acting skills. No one came forward to ask, and no one kindly comforted him. There was only one little girl who grabbed her mother's sleeve and asked softly, "Mom, is the clown crying?"

Gradually, Sun Yaosheng woke up from his fantasy. The scars on his body disappeared, and the audience who looked like neighbors, relatives and friends disappeared. The only one who had understood himself, comforted himself and endured himself, and had the freedom to go to college and board the plane. At this moment, I must have forgotten my childhood playmate.

Sun Yaosheng murmured like a mosquito, "It's a pity that no one hears the little girl's words, no."

Zhu Xiaofei, who was talking big, was just pausing to sort out his thoughts and preparing to tell Feifei'er all the jokes he had accumulated in his stomach for a long time, but he happened to hear Sun Yaosheng's voice, but he didn't hear the specific content clearly.

"Monkey, did you say something just now?"

After saying this, Sun Yaosheng's brows were completely relaxed, "I've thought about it. If you don't say something, others will never know."

"What are you talking about? It's a bit clearer."

Sun Yaosheng signaled Zhu Xiaofei to shut up the wheat first, and then said, "I have thought about it, your opinion is right."

In a few simple words, Zhu Xiaofei felt that it was more relaxing than the communication between him and Fei Fei'er just now. Every pore was breathing happily.

"Are you sure? You have to think about some things before you can say them. I hope your answer is that you have been carefully considered, not completely bewitched by me. Then you will be beaten home, so don't come to me to apply for a refund."

Sun Yaosheng was inspired by Fei Fei'er. Even a girl can fight for her ideals. Why should she waste her time? She always lives like a puppet, living like a walking corpse under the careful arrangement of others.

Zhu Xiaofei is right, filial piety is not a blind obedience. He has been a child of "other people's family" for a full eighteen years. At this moment, Sun Yaosheng wants to be a child of "his own family".

"I want to be selfish and live for myself once." Sun Yaosheng said seriously.

Although excited, Zhu Xiaofei's strong self-control made him nod his head pretend, "That's good, obeying his original heart is natural. Don't worry, since this road is what I guide you, I will accompany you in the future."

Sun Yaosheng and Zhu Xiaofei looked at each other and suddenly smiled and said, "Why do I think you are like a girl?"

Zhu Xiaofei, who was unable to enter the inner world of Sun Yaosheng, certainly did not know the true meaning of Sun Yaosheng's words, and thought it was his own sensationalism, which made Sun Yaosheng have disgusting thoughts.

"I warn you, we are brothers, we will do it all our lives, so don't have those inexplicable ideas."

Sun Yaosheng turned around while retching, and said silently as the two of them turned back to back, "How long will it take for a lifetime?"

Looking out the window, a plane with red light shone through the sky. ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

When Zhu Xiaofei and Kong Qingsong met again, there was no need for a verbal confrontation. They were like heroic swordsmen on the top of the Forbidden City. Whoever spoke first would leave a flaw for the other party.

But what is ironic is that the flaw here is not the level of martial arts, but the "fake" that everyone knows.

Kong Qingsong is not useless, especially in major events, revealing a wise and foolish look completely different from his appearance.

"Qi Tian, ​​do you think this person is really that powerful?"

Listening to Kong Qingsong's question, Lin Qitian felt a little ridiculous, "Can you have some inexplicable love for talent again and want to recruit him under your command. I really thought that after reading the Romance of the Three Kingdoms for a few days, I regarded myself as Cao Mengde, who only talented?'

The more Lin Qitian thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was extremely high, because Qin Ze's living example was placed in front of him, and he couldn't help but be distracted.

But Lin Qitian still has to answer the questions that should be answered truthfully. He is not as talented as Qin Ze and Sun Yaosheng, who is one of the most in a million. "Being able to barely tie Qin Ze is considered to be one of the ordinary players. But they are fighting together with three people. If they really want to compete with the two alone, I would still be more optimistic about Qin Ze alone."

At this time, the enemy's enemy is a friend, and Lin Qitian could only raise Qin Ze to eliminate unrealistic ideas in Kong Qingsong's mind.

Kong Qingsong's idea was really guessed by Lin Qitian. After all, no one wants to be called a waste who is eating and waiting to die all day long. Even if my own son doesn't mind, he still has a minimum self-esteem.

But Kong Qingsong, who was troubled by reading books and was sleepy in class, was really not a piece of material for reading. He made up his mind to learn the plot in the TV series and went to his own shopping mall to experience life. As expected, a simple leaflet almost started to fight with someone. The reason was that the passerby was in a hurry and rudely rejected Kong Qingsong. Perhaps his tone was a bit contemptuous, which made Kong Qingsong think he was insulted.

Kong Qingsong, who has always been interested in anything, could not resist this tone? When he grabbed the other party's sleeve and was about to perform a full martial arts movement, the security captain who was on the way recognized the face of his eldest son and rushed forward to dissuade him, which stopped a sudden disaster.

Afterwards, the security captain, who became more and more afraid of losing his job, was afraid of losing his job because of this, so he took the initiative to review it. As soon as this matter spread, Kong Qingsong had a distinctive appearance and suddenly spread throughout the company. It was not impossible to pretend to be a poor boy to experience life, but have you ever seen an ordinary plagiarist, who is still a temporary type, and even the mall manager is careful to accompany him?

The reputation of Kong Qingsong's waste was confirmed at once and spread quickly in the circle.

In this way, we can understand well why Kong Qingsong, who has always been zero tolerant of the rules, can tolerate Qin Ze, and wants to extend an olive branch to Sun Yaosheng, who is rude.
Chapter completed!