Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 163 Look at the Direction of Spreading Wings

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The immature kestrel kept flapping its wings, trying to fly, just to catch the three Chuwu who bullied it and hovered in the sky.

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"...Awang, you said what should your brother do in the last year?"

At the end of June, the school has finished the final exams one after another, and the summer vacation is over, so this time is really the acceleration time for those prospective high school seniors.

Less than a year of preparation time, vacation time reduced to the extreme, and countless exams.

Chen Chuanwang's uncle was anxious about this at the beginning of the summer vacation. His son Chen Zhen's grades were not very good, and he was admitted to university...

Chen Chuanwang poured a glass of water for his uncle and comforted Xiao Hei, who was blown away. He said: "Just follow the school's arrangement. There is no need to enroll in cram schools at this time. If the last bit of vacation has to be taken up, Xiao Zhen may It will be unbearable."

The uncle was not in a hurry to drink water, he glanced at the lazy cat on the recliner, and said, "You don't know, your brother is very bad in chemistry, and the latest monthly exam is also very bad, and he doesn't know the final... If you pass the exam Yes, his mother will definitely enroll him in a bunch of classes."

"Isn't it normal for ordinary people to have good or bad test scores?" Chen Chuanwang asked back.

The uncle nodded, he also knew the truth, but at this time, the dazzling numbers on the test paper would always bring them a lot of pressure.

After all, the hope of the family rests on those not-so-broad shoulders.

"It's because his grades dropped too much last time, so I'm worried. If he keeps doing this in the future, he will definitely not pass the exam."

Chen Chuanwang said indifferently: "The grades in the past were good, and once or twice dropped, there is no need to care about it, just treat it as not wanting to take the exam. When I was in the third year of high school, I wrote and wrote several large-scale monthly exams. At that time... let alone the exam. I don’t want to write it even if I see the test paper as homework on the battlefield.”

Chen Chuanwang has such a personality. His grades in class were not bad. At that time, the teacher thought he could pass the first one, but in the end, he got a second admission letter.

Others thought that Chen Chuanwang knew his own strength, and that he was too partial to subjects. If he was lucky, he could get [-] points in mathematics, and [-] points in English.

Since he was a child, he had no talent or interest in English. It was because he recognized himself too clearly that he knew that his limit was only about one line, but the limit...how could it be possible to touch it every time? The results of the second book are his normal performance level.

When Chen Chuanwang was still in junior high school, going to university was a very high expectation of his family. Everyone in the family seemed to think that going to university would "change the dynasty".

But in fact, as the first person in his family to be admitted to university, Chen Chuanwang didn't know what to do at all, and even the choice of major was random.

After entering university, he realized clearly that there is nothing in university except to be older and to know more people.

If you really want to get rid of the countryside, you may join the student union, participate in clubs, actively participate in activities, and get a certificate if you can.

But Chen Chuanwang...he never felt that there was anything wrong with his hometown, and he never wanted to live in a small house in the city where it was difficult to communicate with others when the door was closed.

He has a slow temper, understands but doesn't want to go along with the so-called fast pace of the city, and he doesn't like to listen to other people's so-called "scene talk".

The so-called finding a job that some people say is pure nonsense in Chen Chuanwang's view. He just doesn't want to do it, and it just doesn't fit his own ideas.

If it is just to find a job to make money, almost everyone wants a factory, at least it is a bottom line.

Chen Chuanwang also considered entering the factory at the beginning, but it didn't suit his own ideas, and he was unwilling to do it.

Even if there are some factories near his hometown, the family has a relationship, and he can sit in the office and blow the air conditioner directly after entering, he doesn't want to go.

It's tiring to maintain those superficial relationships with strangers who can only name names and who may quit their jobs next month.

Chen Chuanwang raised his eyes and looked at the uncle in front of him: "You ask me how to let him learn, you should ask him yourself, there are some things you have to respect him, listen to what he wants to do, and...Xiaozhen is eighteen, maybe I don't want to listen to your arrangements anymore."

I am doing it for his own good!

This sentence flashed in Chen Chuanwang's mind, but the uncle didn't say it.

"he thinks……"

The uncle pursed his lips.

He didn't know what his child wanted to do, and it seemed that he had rarely heard the child clamoring "I want to be an Ultraman" when he was a child.

Uncle's experience of driving for two or three years has allowed him to meet many students of Chen Zhen's age, some of whom are like hooligans, some of whom are called brothers, some of whom are quiet, and some of whom are noisy.

But there is no doubt that only they who are far away from home will try their best to show their own vitality even in front of outsiders.

They are noisy, like falcons that want to leave the nest, when they want to spread their wings and soar into the blue sky, it is their own choice.

"He may want to be an anchor, he may want to be a singer, he may want to be a painter, he may want to be a scientist, he may want to be a Sailor Moon, he may want to be a novel writer, but he rarely wants to be A college student."

Enrolling in university is just a stage in life. If you regard it as your goal in life, then it would be no fun.

Whether you can be admitted to a university will indeed affect a lot, but it will definitely not affect the life of a person. How to live is the goal of life.

Chen Chuanwang didn't know what Chen Zhen was thinking.

If he was a child, he would have known it. At that time, Chen Zhen was his follower. But when he was in junior high school, his uncle's family bought a house and moved out. He didn't see Chen Zhen for a year. Naturally, her family affection became indifferent.

But the thoughts of children in this age group tend to be the same, and it is not ruled out that there are some like making money or other life goals, but at the stage of teenage years, what often comes to mind is nothing less than fantasies and sex.

"It's best to ask him what he thinks. If you can't open your mouth, you can bring him here. You should relax during the holidays. It's always tense, and the string will break if you don't know."

Drop drop!
The phone rings.

The uncle glanced at the phone screen, it was his wife calling.

"Hey."

"what?"

"Oh, I see, I will listen to you."

The phone hangs up.

Chen Chuanwang raised his head slightly.

He didn't ask who was calling, it had nothing to do with him.

The uncle stood up and drank warm water in one gulp: "When your grandfather comes back, tell him to clean up my house. I will bring them back to live for a while tomorrow."

Chen Chuanwang nodded: "Understood."

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Call ~
The little kestrel stayed in the air for a while, but fell into the grass in the next second.

(End of this chapter)