"My friend formed a team and I just had a shortage of people, so I made up for it. In order to facilitate daily training, we all lived in the community opposite the school. He rented it, and I didn't pay much, we..."

Before Tian Luo finished speaking, Tian’s new round of scolding came like a storm: “What friend can be so kind? Have you ever seen a serious child who would stay in a good school and run out to rent a house? How many times have my mother told you that he has less contact with those disheveled people, why don’t you listen?”

"He is not a tyrant!" Tian Luo was interrupted by her again and again, and his temper also became a little angry: "You have never seen him before, why do you just belittle others like this?"

In his eyes, his three teammates' family conditions were better than the other, but none of them were arrogant because of their favor.

Even if they are indulged, they deserve it.

The capital they indulge is accumulated by their parents and even their ancestors. Why can't they enjoy it?

Many people spend their entire lives, repeating monotonous work and living a life that even if they have to pay a penny, isn’t it just for their children to receive a better education and live a better life?

But in Tian’s mother’s eyes, these rich juniors have become playboys.

She reminded Tian Luo over and over again that he was very mediocre, he was just an ordinary person, and he was incomparable to those rich and powerful young men.

They can still inherit their family business if they fail to play. They have countless ways to retreat, but Tian Luo has only one way.

Because she may be doomed if she is accidentally killed, she does not allow him to walk on the fork in the road, nor does she need him to try new possibilities.

He just needs to follow the route that normal people should have, study hard, take the postgraduate entrance examination, work hard, buy a car and a house, get married and have children...

In their eyes, this is the life that a normal person should have, because they cannot afford the risk of trial and error.

But...why?

He is obviously no different from the children of rich families, and mediocrity and humbleness are just definitions they have given themselves.

Tian Luo really wanted to tell her that he was training while going to school in the past few months. Although it was very hard, he was very happy.

Although he is not good at studying, he has a higher level in the game than ordinary people.

They won the national championship, and if they can... he wants to continue to participate in future competitions.

Buying a house and a car has always been just their dream.

As an independent individual, he should only pay for his dreams.

But his words circled in his mind for a long time, but he still couldn't say them.

Because he had quarreled too many times, he was already tired. They never understood his thoughts, but only imposed their own thoughts on him.

They are ignorant and stubborn, ridiculous and ignorant, but he just doesn't even have the right to blame them.

Because they are also a group of people who grew up in persecution.

Due to lack of materials and limited education, they have never seen the whole picture of this world.

Because their persecution is under the banner of "for your own good", as long as he resists a little, he will be called unfilial.

So...this is it.

Tian Luo thought that he was already very satisfied to be crazy with them for the past few months.

Almost every quarrel ended with his silence and compromise, and this time it was the same.

After hanging up the phone, Tian Luo's mobile phone screen automatically jumped to the page before answering the phone.

Since there has not been any reply, two more messages from Lang Yan have been refreshed.

【It's a wolf flame: haven't woken up yet?】

【It's a wolf flame: I'll wake up and reply to me.】

Tian Luo stared at his news for a long time before he replied with a pretended relaxed look.

【I just want to run after touching my pg: I'm just talking nonsense after getting drunk, don't take it seriously.】

He can't even do what he wants to do, let alone the person he wants to love?

So, don't leave any hope for him.

His Wolf Palace is so good, it is worth meeting better people.

On the other side, Lang Yan stared at the news that he had gone back on his word for a long time before finally replying to a "good".

Then he clicked on the folder and deleted the three-hour recording file.

I originally planned to make fun of him in the future, but now...

No need.

...

After lunch, all the evil people, under Cheng Gong's urging, pulled their luggage into the car one by one and rushed to the airport.

Because of guilt, Ji Shaoyi was so proud that he kept rushing until everyone else had sat down, so he dragged his oversized suitcase and dog into the car sneakily.

As a result, as soon as he stepped onto the car, he bumped into Cheng Gong's gaze as soon as he looked up. He was so scared that he was so scared that he said with a timid heart and a smile on his face, saying, "Good morning?"

The fake wine buff on Cheng Gong's body had disappeared, so he returned to his sarcastic appearance, and reached out and patted Ji Shaoyi's face with revenge and said, "It's already afternoon, little writer."

Ji Shaoyi: "..." God's fucking little writer.

I suspect you are connoting my diary, and I have evidence!

But since he dared to pretend to be a piece of film, he was very confident in his acting skills. Therefore, he was connoted and not only did not change his face but also said with a puzzled look: "What little writer? Could it be that I, the third grade of elementary school, won the first prize in the Jinshi Primary and Secondary School Essay Competition, was discovered by you?"

As he said this, he even said in a pretentious way: "It must be what my mother told you. It's true. I've told her many times. You shouldn't show it out, but she just doesn't listen~"

Cheng Gong: "..." God's fucking child show should not be made public.

With this level of word selection and sentence making, he had reason to suspect that the title of this guy’s first prize composition is: My Entrepreneur Mother.

After quietly showing off the awards he won, Ji Shaoyi finally couldn't resist his guilt and asked tentatively: "That... I'm prone to being drunk and breaking the pieces. Didn't you do anything weird to you last night, right?"

"No."

Hearing these two words, Ji Shao breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw...

Cheng Gong raised a bad smile and began his counterattack: "It was just holding my thigh and crying and asking for a failed exam. He said that his family is rich and powerful, and there is still other ways to go if he doesn't go to school. It's better to give the opportunity to pass the exam to other poor classmates."

Cheng Gong said and patted his shoulder, and said with a touching look: "The teacher appreciates your spirit of self-sacrificing oneself, so don't worry, it's not just this semester, next semester, next semester, next semester..."

"In your future college career, as long as you choose my course, you won't expect to pass the exam."

Ji Shaoyi's legs became weak by his slap, and he almost fell into a state of paralysis...

No, sir? Didn’t he just pat the teacher’s face intimately? As for being so cruel?
Chapter completed!