don't mess with me

Chapter 21 The Fool's Story

Gao stared blankly and said, "What's wrong with you?"

I said deeply: "I have been a good student since I was a child, and I listened to what the teacher said. I didn't privately say a word to my female classmates until I finished high school. Later, I found that I couldn't get along with women at all, so that After work, I still blush when I see lesbians, but now I’m 28 and I don’t even have a date.”

Gao glared and said: "This...then you are too exaggerated." I don't know if it was an illusion or what, but I found that the old lady with glasses was much kinder to me after I said these words.

I said: "So I think how to get along with the opposite sex is also a course. Chinese teachers love to emphasize students' grades, so foreigners comment on Chinese teachers that they are at most education practitioners, you are different. You are definitely an educator when it comes to caring for students!"

Gao stared blushingly and said: "It's exaggerated, it's too exaggerated, my ability is limited, but I can use as much energy as I can. This has always been my purpose."

"So Qianqian is lucky to be in your class. Many people are crying and shouting to break their heads to enter your class, right?"

"There are some."

"I often hear my sister mention you, saying that if Qianqian can come to your class, she will at least worry less."

"It can't be said that the teachers and parents work together to achieve results. Besides, other teachers are still responsible."

I said, "Put yourself in the same vein as others. I don't want to affect the children's future growth. The country advocates late marriage and late childbearing. Isn't it normal for a boss like me?"

Gao glared and said: "It is said that 28 years old is not the time to worry, I think you are still young."

"Due to work reasons, I don't see the sun all year round, so I cover it."

"What is your job?"

"Oh, writing a book at home."

"Writer?"

"I can't talk about a writer, I'm half a literary worker."

"Then what did you major in when you were in college?"

"Chinese Language and Literature."

Gao stared happily and said, "I also learned Chinese when I went to the normal school. What do you think of Mo Yan winning the Nobel Prize in Literature?"

I thought to myself, where is this?He said nonsense casually: "Mo Yan's works are still too vigorous for Chinese readers."

"How to say?"

"What do Chinese readers look up to since they were young? Contradictions Lu Xun, Ba Jin, and Lao She, although all of them are high-spirited, but their language style is relatively peaceful, similar to nutritious lukewarm water, but Mo Yan's novel style is too unique, like a novel with chili sauce. Little pickles, no matter how you look at it, you are suspected of sensationalism, but you don’t feel this abrupt when you read "One Hundred Years of Solitude". I am not saying that Mo Yan's novels are not good, but compared with the reading habits of local readers, his popularity rate is not enough. How many people bought his books only after hearing that he won the Nobel Prize? This is very abnormal, and it shows from another aspect that Chinese people do not have enough time to study.”

Gao stared and said, "It's very insightful."

"Hey, I'm just talking nonsense." This is the truth. This is actually what the lady who provided the key with the keys commented on Jia Pingwa when I was in college.

"Then what do you think of Jia Pingwa's novels?"

My heart said NMB!Don’t ask, I’ve finished wearing all the hats and you came out to ask the hat for the surnamed Zhang, so I had to take out my magic weapon and said in a deep voice: “In fact, one sentence can sum up his book—people are doomed to be defeated!”

Gao Bingyan was dumbfounded by me at the time, and he said in a daze for a long time: "It's because you guys are so good at learning!"

Then we started talking about some rare modern writers. I have never read some of their books, but fortunately there was a book called "History of Modern (Contemporary) Chinese Literature" in our subject back then, and no one cared about it anymore. Every writer has an overview, but I really can't even think of an overview, so I just use a few bluffing technical terms to perfuse it.

In the end, not to mention staring high, even I was stunned by myself—why did I come here?

Seeing that get out of class was about to end, Gao stared and said, "Let's stop talking today."

"Hey, good. I can talk about literature with you, and I feel that my internal organs have been purified again. Unlike people nowadays, when we meet together, nothing but stocks is a house. If I don't have an elegant friend like you, my words will be boring in the future." You look disgusting—I don’t take it liberty to treat you as a friend? You are supposed to be my senior and teacher.”

"Don't say that, I am also very happy to chat with you. I am relieved to have a high-quality parent like you, but Zhao Qianqian's matter should not be taken lightly. I hope you can talk to her when you go back. That male classmate there……"

I swiped my palm: "Put it first, put it on hold first, I will try to solve Qianqian first without bloodshed."

Gao Bingyan said sincerely, "I hope you can come here often even if you have nothing to do. Let's be friends." She inadvertently asked me, "So your personal problems haven't been resolved yet?"

"No, I still blush when I see a lesbian now, and I can't say a word—don't mind, I can chat with you so well because of your profession. I feel very close to the teacher when I see you. It’s okay to be a mother.”

The Tianjie Doll shuddered and said: "I have a new understanding of your thick skin."

Gao Bingyan sent me out with kind eyes, held my hand and said, "Don't worry, an outstanding young man like you will definitely find a mate."

……

After leaving the office, I searched around the teaching building and found Zhao Qianqian with red eyes at the back of the building. When she saw me, she sobbed again: "Why is it so difficult to be a girl? We haven't even held hands."

"You still want to hold hands? Did Gao stare eat your letter?"

"There are only men and women in this world. What do you want me to do? If I want to be with girls, don't you worry?"

I snorted and said, "At least the teacher and your mother won't worry about it in five years."

Zhao Qianqian said cautiously: "You didn't go to see Duan Shihong, did you?"

"Don't worry, your teacher has been taken care of by me."

"Really? How did you do it?"

"Don't forget what you do. Your teacher is still far behind. You are still an elite in the industry when you set up a fortune telling stall. Your teacher was knocked to the ground by me on the spot!"

"...not with a knife?"

"Language! The power of language is sometimes far beyond your imagination."

Zhao Qianqian wiped away her tears and said, "Xiaoqiang, it's good to have you." Her mother told me that, is it necessary to go to the mother and daughter Hua?Zhao Guozhong must not kill me?

"You have to be careful in the future, don't even think about holding hands, avoid the limelight for a short time, and keep a certain distance with Duan, he will definitely understand."

Zhao Qianqian pursed her lips and said, "I have a clear conscience!"

I waved my hand and said, "It's not a matter of being ashamed. In fact, what does holding hands mean? Foreign parents put a lot of condoms in their children's schoolbags at your age. If you have different sexual concepts, you will pretend to be two years old." Tail wolf, when you go to college, no one will care about you."

Zhao Qianqian sighed, "I understand the truth, but my mother never told me that."

"It's clear to the bystanders. If I were your mother, I wouldn't be able to tell you that. Let's go home with my brother."

The Heavenly Realm Doll said: "Xiaoqiang, there is still a worry that I haven't received today."

This morning, I have already received the four emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy from Zhao Qianqian, except for no sorrow.

I whispered: "Then what should I do? I can't tell Zhao Qianqian's mother that she has a puppy love and is called a parent. I'm afraid it will not only be worry, but even hatred."

Sending Zhao Qianqian home, Tianjie Doll said, "It's 12:12 noon, and you still have [-] hours."

"Let me think about it."

Pippi rubbed up, staring at me with bony eyes.I smiled and took out a piece of 100 yuan and a piece of 10 yuan and said to it: "Pippi, which one do you want?" Since Pippi came to my house, she has not eaten or drank, and lives on coins and small change every day, and she is still in good spirits. , Of course, I have never seen it Lazard, unlike ordinary dogs that have a special hobby for telecommunication poles and tree roots, I carefully moved the sofa and wardrobe to check, and I didn’t see any relics, which made me There is a feeling of being at a loss, and I really hope that one day it will suddenly pull out a super gold pure shit that is as big as it.

Pippi took the 10 yuan piece without looking at it, and squatted aside to eat it.

I laughed and said, "What are you talking about, you don't even know money."

The Heavenly Doll said: "Have you heard the story of a fool?"

"There are so many stories about fools, which one did you tell?"

"There is a fool in the village. Every time people ask him to choose between 100 yuan and 10 yuan, the fool chooses 10 yuan every time. Do you know why?"

"why?"

"Because the fool knows that if he chooses 100, no one will play this game with him again."

"Am I the fool?" Unconvinced, I took out another 10 yuan, "Pippi, come and choose one!" This time, Pippi took the 100 piece without hesitation.

"What do you say this time?"

The Tianjie doll said: "It's because it knows that you won't play this game with it anyway, so it just picks the bigger one!"

I:"……"

In the evening, there was a knock on the door. I pulled on my slippers and opened the door, only to find Wang Fang and Zhao Qianqian outside the door. Zhao Qianqian looked listless with her head down.

"Sister Wang? Come in and sit down." I knew the situation was not good, so I quickly put on a smile.

"No need, I'll just say a few words." Wang Fang said with a serious expression, "I hope you will not interfere rashly with Qianqian's education. Although I know you are kind, I would like to thank you first, but some As a mother, I still have the right to know."

This was the first time Wang Fang spoke to me in such a tone. Although the tone was still gentle, I could feel the displeasure inside.

I peeked at Zhao Qianqian, and she also secretly made an embarrassing expression at me, then quickly lowered her head again.

The Heavenly Doll said: "I received the sad mood, today's task is completed."

Seeing that I couldn't hide it anymore, I had no choice but to lower my eyebrows and say pleasantly: "Yes, in fact, I did her a favor because I heard Qianqian said that it was not that serious."

Wang Fang said: "I also believe in Qianqian, but I don't want to be kept in the dark. If you have any ideas, you can talk to me at any time. Her father is not around. I also hope that a big brother can help her, but... still That sentence, I have the right to know."

This was neither soft nor hard, and I didn't know how to respond: "Okay, I promise there won't be a next time."

Only then did Wang Fang show a gentle smile: "I boiled sugar water, would you like to come down and have a bowl?"

I don't even have the mind to drink sugar water—what kind of sugar water is it?

"Oh, not today, you guys should go to bed earlier."

Wang Fang nodded at me and went down first.Zhao Qianqian stuck out her tongue at me, and seeing that Wang Fang had gone far away, I hastily whispered, "How did you expose it?"

"Gao Bingyan is not easy to deceive, so I called my mother from someone else's phone number, but—" Zhao Qianqian said in a lucky tone, "My mother didn't directly expose you."

"Your mother is quite interesting, you can go." Just as I was about to close the door, Zhao Guozhong sneaked up. He first gave me a ambiguous smile and said, "I don't blame you for what happened today."

I sighed and said, "Brother Zhao still understands the truth."

Zhao Guozhong pointed to the room and said, "Let me chat with you a few words."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Guozhong said seriously: "A topic between men!"

(End of this chapter)