You can't afford to be a cat man!

The hostess felt that her son had no friends at all, and it would be pitiful to say so, so she made up a white lie on purpose.

Xiaobudian knew how much water was contained in her words, so she sneered: "I don't think Zhang Le likes me at all."

Nonsense, Zhang Le has no self-abuse tendency, you use your cold ass to stick to his hot face all day long, why should he like you so much.The hostess knew very well that her son's interpersonal relationship was so bad, and he himself had a lot of problems, so she shook her head helplessly.

Xiao BuDian actually didn’t think there was anything bad about having no friends. He rolled his eyes at the hostess, quickly turned his anger into joy, and hugged Li Yan in his arms with a smile: “My best friend is Hungry Meow Ah, only Hungry Meow!"

He didn't have any friends of the same age and was left with a cat. Hearing his words, Li Yan felt inexplicably sad. He raised his paw and touched his forehead, but didn't say anything.

Doctor Zhang nodded without any special expression, and continued to check Li Yan's various physical indicators, and even shaved the hair on his butt in a frenzy and gave him a vaccination.

When the examination was finally over and it was time to go home, Xiao Budian ran to comfort Li Yan, who was covering his bald buttocks and bursting into tears. Dr. Zhang whispered to the hostess: "He may be older mentally, and he doesn't like peers. You can find some older playmates for him, too."

The hostess smiled wryly: "Zhang Le is two years older than him, and the two of them still can't play together. If I invite an older child who is eight or nine years old, he will definitely not be willing to play with him."

This is also the truth, eight or nine-year-old children certainly don't like a small oil bottle behind their buttocks, and boys of this age can climb up and down the ground. Chase far behind.

With infinite melancholy, the hostess took the little one home from the pet hospital. She comforted Li Yan who was tearing up from the cruel facts, and warmly offered him the little sweater she newly knitted.

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The hostess began to worry about finding childhood playmates for her son. From the age of five to the age of eight, she brought wave after wave of children from colleagues, friends, and acquaintances to play at home, but the little one was not interested in it at all.

During the summer vacation when Xiao Budian was eight years old, he applied for the special recruitment quota of Experimental High School in City B. After passing a series of tests, he was admitted to the Mathematics Olympiad class.

In 09, the Mathematical Olympiad was promoted to the golden stage of development, and the whole society recognized the competition results very highly.

——Anyway, if my son takes the college entrance examination normally, it will be very unfavorable. He is also very talented in mathematics. The hostess and hostess discussed with him to use the Mathematical Olympiad to get a recommended place in the university first, and enter the mathematics department at the undergraduate level. When I transferred to finance.

Xiao Budian’s reaction to this was to happily agree, and then turned around and began to complain to Li Yan: “The finance departments of famous universities all over the world are full of Chinese college students. This major is not different at all, so I don’t want it. study."

He has now passed the primary stage of the second year of middle school, and has entered the severe stage. If it is said that three years ago, Xiaobudian would put all his emotions of disdain and disdain on his face and reject people thousands of miles away, he is happy now. Yu was polite on the surface, turned his face away and complained to Li Yan again.

Like the master and hostess' plans for his future, Xiao BuDian is not interested at all, but he will never tell the truth, otherwise he will definitely tangle with his parents, which seems too cheap.

Anyway, what they both said, he agreed with "ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" to "good ok good ok" in his heart.

Li Yan felt that it would inevitably be dangerous if this momentum continued. He was such a normal child when he was young, but now he grows more and more crooked.

Xiaobudian has no friends until now, and the only one he is willing to confide in is Li Yan, and this kind of dependence is getting deeper and deeper as he grows older.

The little one is lying on Li Yan's belly now, he carefully controls the weight on his head so as not to crush Li Yan, he rolled his eyes and said: "I'm only eight years old, they plan my life when I'm 80 years old Well, it’s too much.”

Li Yan also felt that the hostess and hostess had overreacted a bit, but they also said some nonsense because they were so happy to see their son successfully passed the high school entrance examination, and they didn't necessarily take all of them seriously. On the contrary, it was a bit cute for the little boy to complain to him in a serious manner.

He raised his paw and touched the other person's little head: "Meow~" Don't think too much, your parents are all in control, and they are all up to you for what you want to do in the past three years?

This is the truth, Xiaobudian became obsessed with online games half a year ago, and played day and night upside down for two and a half months. He didn't even attend daytime classes, and the master and hostess ignored him.

Speaking of the incident at that time, it was simply a disaster. The little boy was too sleepy and forgot to eat and sleep. He even used his pocket money to buy a second computer for the trumpet to hang up. Several major professions were promoted to the top level. I tried to crack it from a technical level, but in the end, because I used a self-written plug-in to destroy the balance of the game, several accounts that had worked hard for a long time were permanently banned.

Since then, he has become a diehard black fan of the game company. Every time a new game is released, he will immediately write a small program to automatically register countless navy accounts to check for bad reviews.

In the battle of wits with the game company, he first taught himself various programming languages, and later learned to use a proxy ip to clear his access traces, and even traced the account to find the home address and phone number of the customer service that banned him. In the middle of the night, he secretly used the software that can disguise the caller number to make more than a dozen harassing calls under the name "10086". When he was only one step away from committing a crime, Li Yan, who was found to be wrong, called an emergency stop.

That incident can be said to be the most serious attack of Xiaobui's second-year illness. Afterwards, Li Yan held his head down and memorized the "Network Management Regulations of the People's Republic of China" for two weeks, and now he has restrained himself a lot.

After this incident, Li Yan seriously reflected on the shortcomings of his method of herding sheep and raising sheep. While the little boy was sleeping at night, he sneaked into the little boy's msn account, then deleted several contacts and cleared all the chat records.

Xiaobudian learned these heretical knowledge from a few members he knew in Mensa China. Being guided by those people made his anti-social tendencies become more and more serious. The little kid in the second stage is always very It is difficult to resist the influence of this kind of non-theme and seemingly lofty values.

Li Yan's computer skills are considered high among ordinary people, but unfortunately, in the eyes of professionals, they are not good enough. Of course, the little guy who is already in the introductory stage of hacking can easily restore the numerous traces he deleted. Get in touch with someone he can talk to.

What made Li Yan happy was that when he got up the next day and saw the results of his little tricks yesterday, he just froze for a moment, and asked Li Yan in wonder: "You don't like me playing with them, why don't you just tell me? "

It's like he would tell Li Yan directly if he had any thoughts, if Li Yan told him, he would definitely listen!

Li Yan pointed at the little one, and made a ferocious grinning expression with his long hair blown up all over his body: "Meow!!"

Seeing this, the little boy was a little happier, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Of course not, why would I be angry with you? I chatted with them because I actually thought the knowledge they had was very interesting. How could I do it for them? Arguing with you?"

He paused at this point, Xiaobudian happily patted his small chest, and added with full confidence and pride: "And I have already entered the door, and even without their help in the future, I can become a A good hacker."

——That’s right, the little guy who didn’t want to learn finance at the age of eight because there were too many people studying, and his goal in life at this stage is to become an excellent hacker—the reason is only because the name sounds cool.

"..." Li Yan burst into tears silently upon hearing this—my child, I am trying to lead you back to the right path from the darkness, not to let you grope in the darkness to discover a beautiful new world after killing your mentor!

Xiao Budian curled his lips abruptly, and said with a bit of displeasure: "Actually, I don't like them very much. They are too old, and there is too much generation gap with me."

——Children, you despise the childishness of your age and the generation gap with those older than you. Do you really want to be so immersed in Tom Su's fantasy of "I am the most white and flawless flower in Gaoling" all your life? Alone forever?Li Yan squinted at him silently.

Maybe the meaning of "hehe" in Li Yan's eyes was too obvious, Xiao Budian grimaced at him with a grin, and said solemnly: "Hungry Meow and I are the same age, our physical and psychological ages are less than three years old, There is no generation gap, so we can get along so well!"

Li Yan continued to hehe--damn, according to the meaning of an eight-year-old boy, his mental age is no more than 11 years old--why bother, even Mensa China, who was blacklisted by him, only concluded that he was more than ten years ago The mental age is 12 years old. After living to 30 years old, it is judged that the mental age is at most 11 years old. This feeling is really sour.

Li Yan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at the little one—if it wasn't for the fact that you were (not) pulling me up with shit and shit, I wouldn't have said a word to you in this life.