Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

What the little official needs is not a little dog with holes all over it.

However, Zhang Qiyuan did not expect that the one who hurt the puppy the most was Zhang Qilin himself...

Zhang Qiyuan is an emotional person with a very simple way of thinking. He is just an emotional paramecium.

He couldn't understand the entanglements and conflicts of emotions. Why did it take so much time and effort to obtain the answer to a question?

It's clearly that word, right there, why beat around the bush?

Well, in Zhang Qiyuan's eyes, it is meaningless to distinguish a feeling too clearly or to categorize it.

Make him happy and play together.

If you're not having fun, then you'll turn against each other.

If it's still useful after the fall-out, then teach it a lesson and then use it again.

If an accident happens during the teaching process, such as something falling off, that is not a good result.

From birth to now, Zhang Qiyuan has been born with a rebellious nature that is even stronger than himself who wears cotton clothes. Thanks to Ms. Wen's education, Zhang Qiyuan did not appear too different in the civilized society of human beings.

For example, when Zhang Qiyuan was in junior high school, he suddenly wondered why he had to walk upright, so he insisted on crawling on all fours.

Haha, this kind of thing happened once when Zhang Qiyuan was over two years old. Zhang Qiyuan could clearly walk and eat by himself, just like a human being.

But Zhang Qiyuan didn't want to follow the human rule of walking upright during that time. He insisted on crawling all over the ground, barking like a dog like Xiaobian, and even ate food other than human food...

Ms. Wen can only confine him to a place called home. Once Zhang Qiyuan steps out of the house, he still has to painfully integrate into human society.

Zhang Qiyuan became numb from the pain and he no longer questioned why the moon was not red or the sun was not blue.

Until he was selected by the system and started his first mission.

As a newbie, he was unexpectedly assigned to a B-level mission. In this B-level world, Zhang Qiyuan once again painfully broke free from the constraints of the rules, almost completely breaking free.

Zhang Qiyuan, who faced his inner self, was on the verge of losing control countless times, and then he really lost control completely in Boss Wu's world.

The world after losing control is not a beautiful place.

Fundamentally, Zhang Qiyuan even felt that this was not complete freedom. He was still under Boss Wu's world system, and his soul seemed to be covered by countless rules.

But since you can never escape the rules, why not define the rules of your own world?

I am the universe.

At that moment, Zhang Qiyuan picked up Ms. Wen's teachings again and slowly became a man.

By carving the human skin, he sees all living things and thus sees himself.

When he truly saw himself, he saw the throne again.

Buddha talks about true self and false self, Zhang Qiyuan says I am myself, what truth and falsehood are bullshit!

Zhang Qiyuan is selfish and free. He is just like a human being and does not truly understand the so-called seven emotions and six desires of human beings.

In other words, as a bystander, Zhang Qiyuan can see clearly and explain it clearly.

But if you really let him experience it once, he will explode in front of you immediately.

If you keep hesitating, kill it!!

Chirp, chirp, chirp!

Zhang Qiyuan felt that he had great love, he loved himself, and he loved all living beings even more.

This is the self-cultivation of God.

Headquarters: Bah! To love yourself is to have fun setting off fireworks!! To love others is to let them set off fireworks together!!

Anyway, Zhang Qiyuan has a harmonious and self-consistent logical system. This kind of thinking ability is a natural pollution that can be saved or destroyed.

But for Wu Xiaogou, Zhang Qiyuan is his salvation.

Wu Xiaogou has a hard time in the Zhang family. Although he is labeled with both Zhang Qilin and Zhang Qiyuan, the existence of the Zhang family as a natural arena is almost a disaster for someone like Wu Xiaogou who has a lot of empathy.

Wu Xiaogou can easily understand emotions and human hearts. This is an innate talent, and it is also a swamp that all living beings must wade through.

Different from the freedom he felt in the Wu family, the Zhang family was like a solemn and majestic giant beast that made him feel suffocated.

"Axue, when will they come back?" Wu Xiaogou said sullenly while hugging Axue's warm fur.

Axue didn't understand the painful emotion of parting at all. She even said that under the influence of Zhang Qiyuan, parting was never bitter, and all she had to do was keep moving forward.

Delicious and fun things will never be behind you, they are right in front of you, not far ahead.

Axue licked Wu the puppy's fur for a while, but the puppy seemed even more depressed.

"Ahhh." Axue patted Wu Xiaogou's knee with her paw and said, "Let's go find some fun. This is our owner's territory anyway. There's no danger at all."

Wu Xiaogou followed Axue out curiously.

Wu Xiaogou stood in front of the magnificent door. He pinched Axue's ear and said, "Can we go in?"

Axue shook her fur, then walked with an elegant cat step, raised her chest and head, and motioned for Wu Xiaogou to follow. Then the doorman saw the familiar big white tiger and hurried forward: "The chairman actually kept you this time."

The doorman was a member of the Zhang family. Although he was not from the inner sect, he knew the situation of the Zhang family very well. He smiled at Wu Xiaogou, then led the two into Zhang Qiyuan's private room.

The view from the rooftop was great. Axue thought that Wu Xiaogou would be happy if he just opened the window and danced a few times, but it was obvious that Wu Xiaogou was not Zhang Qiyuan.

Wu Xiaogou explored the private room curiously, then was so tired that he fell asleep on the thick blanket.

Axue lay on one side, combing her hair slowly, and suddenly realized one thing in her heart, that is, her master was right, humans are really fragile.

He doesn't even know how to go clubbing and is a bit clumsy.

Eh, no wonder it needs to be watched.

A sense of responsibility enveloped Axue's furry head on this quiet night.

Fortunately, someone finally came to share this heavy burden.

Baobao Feng is here.

Feng Baobao finally had a chance to show off and put to use all the 1,008 ways of being a human being that she had learned from the chairman over the years.

So, under Feng Baobao's earnest teaching, Wu Xiaogou, who was only seven years old, uh, almost eight years old, redefined the concept of being a human being.

It was not until Wu Xiaogou returned to Hangzhou to attend elementary school that he looked at the room full of stupid children and felt that the guide to being a good person that Sister Baoer taught him should more appropriately be referred to as the secrets to being smart.

So, Wu Xiaogou attended classes and did homework like an ordinary child, and at the same time, accepted tasks that exceeded his limits at the Zhang family during the winter and summer vacations.

For example, when his peers were still eating lollipops, Wu Xiaogou was eating dumplings stuffed with leeks and turtle corpses.

While kids of the same grade are still practicing calligraphy, Wu Xiaogou can already shoot with both hands. Oh, and he also learned the cool sword-drawing technique from Sister Baoer.

Such a fragmented group has made it impossible for Wu Xiaogou to accurately identify his own abilities during the more than ten years of his growth.

In the Zhang family, he is a good-for-nothing. Even if he is asked to learn the Zhang family's unique skills, he cannot learn them.

He couldn't even beat an eight-year-old child. Even the gentle Wooden Qilin Zhang Derui was defeated by him in one move.

But in schools with ordinary education system, he was a super academic master. He skipped grades twice, won the national mathematics Olympiad championship, and was among the top students in provincial subjects in calligraphy, composition, painting, etc.

In the end, although there was a direct admission quota, I still took the unified examination and was admitted to Tsinghua University's Finance Junior Class with a score of 712.

Is he a child of destiny or a good-for-nothing?

Wu Xiaogou is too lazy to think about these things. He can do whatever he wants freely.