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As soon as Jian Cong's birthday was over, it was New Year's Day. As the end of the year approached, all walks of life were busy. Lu Zhongyang rushed home non-stop just after participating in academic exchange activities from other places.

Today is New Year's Day, the day of family reunion, Lu Zhongyang rushed home to have a reunion dinner with his family.

The TV was still on in the living room, Lu Yanxue was holding the computer and trying out small programs, and Lu's mother was still busy with the reunion dinner in the kitchen.

"Son, come and pick it up." Lu Zhongyang leaned on the wall panting, "Why is the elevator broken again today?"

Lu Yanxue put down his computer and trotted over, took off the large and small bags that were hanging on his body, and explained: "The elevator is overloaded due to the renovation upstairs."

Ji Fanmei came out of the kitchen wiping her hands when she heard the voice, and blamed, "Why did you buy so many things again?"

"Duty-free shops are cheap, hey, don't you want to change your cosmetics? I heard them say that this fairy water is easy to use."

"It's so easy to use and so expensive that I don't want to buy it. You even bought a set——If you bought it at a counter, I really have to ask you to return it. The set is more than half a month's salary. You two are lazy and prodigal." A set."

Father Lu and Lu Yanxue secretly looked at each other, and said goodbye.

Ji Fanmei put the things on the table and counted them, and continued: "Why did you buy tea sets again? You have piled up three or four sets, do you still have land to collect?"

"There's another piece of clothing, whose is it?"

Lu Yanxue poured a glass of water for Lu's father, and Lu Zhongyang took the water and said, "Son, give it a try."

"This coat looks good." Ji Fanmei tossed the clothes over and over to study, "The material is also particular, so come and try the linguistics."

Lu Yanxue put on his coat, and Lu Zhongyang said, "Looks good, my son looks better than when I was young!"

Ji Fanmei said: "I don't even look at who his mother is - this button has to be fastened."

Lu Yanxue opened his hands and let her tidy up, Lu Zhongyang yelled: "You don't need to button that button, it's more handsome if you open it..."

"It's cold open, listen to the gods, close it."

A good overcoat abruptly gave out the sense of sight of an old Northeast padded jacket. Lu's father had nothing to say, and Lu Yanxue didn't express his opinion. Ji Fanmei clapped her hands: "It looks good and warm, just wear it like this."

She looked back at Lu Zhongyang who was sitting on the sofa, and reprimanded: "What are you still doing in a daze, go to the kitchen and look at the dishes!"

Lu's father felt bitter and couldn't tell.

The Lu family is the voice of Lu's mother, and the Lu family's father and son's opinions are divided into valid opinions that "accord with my wishes" and invalid opinions that "do not agree with my wishes and are all nonsense".

After the meal is finished, on the dining table is the reporting point for Lu's father's recent itinerary, where he went and what he did a few days ago, and where he will go and what he will do in the next few days.

Lu Zhongyang just mentioned that at Q University, "When the get out of class is over, no one walks. They all ride bicycles to the cafeteria. Time is money. Today you are one second slower than others, and tomorrow you will be one second slower than others. Gradually, the gap is getting bigger and bigger.”

Hearing this, Ji Fanmei said: "Isn't this person like this? If you lay down today, you'll have to run tomorrow. By the way, has Linguistics signed up for the winter camp?"

Lu Zhongyang frowned, "I will train again this year, and I will wait until the third year of high school next year when I am fully prepared."

Lu Yanxue paused for a moment, and said, "Dad, Mom, I want to be admitted to Z University."

"Big Z?" Lu Zhongyang was taken aback, and asked him, "Why?"

"The psychology major of University Z is one of the best in China. I want to study psychology, and." Lu Yanxue thought of a reason to make his parents accept it, "Z University is also close to home."

"No! I don't agree!" Ji Fanmei suddenly slapped her chopsticks.

"Don't say that University Z is not as good as University Q. There is room for negotiation on everything you study. Psychology is impossible. Tell me what the future of this major is, huh?"

"Fan Mei, Fan Mei, don't get excited, listen to the child first."

"I don't listen! What are you listening to! Can you tell me that there is one of you who makes people worry? Huh? I take care of it for you two at home, and you two just make trouble for me outside!"

Lu Zhongyang was not happy when he heard it, "Honey, why am I making trouble outside?"

"Tell me about the day you sent that female colleague home, the two flirted with each other..."

"There is nothing at all!" Lu Zhongyang blushed with anger, "You are completely slandering!"

The nerve in Lu Yanxue's mind was throbbing, and he said, "Stop arguing."

As a result, the two of them became more and more noisy, and started to slap the table and throw chopsticks, and they almost pointed at each other's noses and scolded each other.

It's the first one in the new year, and it's a great success.

Lu Yanxue went out and changed his shoes, then closed the door with a "slap".

In the past, Lu Yanxue would fight, and when he was younger, he would cry when he was frightened. Later, seeing the two quarreled too much, he felt powerless.

This time, Lu Yanxue was not surprised that his proposal to take the Z University exam was rejected by one vote.

He often feels that he is like a puppet that has been carefully arranged in the window. Others praise him as a child of other people, but he always feels that he does not live like himself.

He liked sculpture and painting since he was a child, but in Ji Fanmei's eyes, this was considered "doing nothing", so he enrolled in many interest classes, such as writing, eloquence, Olympiad, physics and chemistry, computer science...

But none of them really interested him.

He was placed in a square and square character set since he was a child. After a long time, he didn't know how to get out.

Suggestions—rejected—follow parents’ opinions.

He follows the rules and steps, and more and more people hold him on the altar, thinking that he should be like this.But when he looked around, he was surrounded by masks that others liked, and he couldn't even find his own shadow.

Occasionally, he would also envy those ruffians who were hated by others, at least, they lived like themselves.

Lu Yanxue put on his coat and hood, and started to run along with the wind. He ran faster and faster until there were two roads at the corner, one was facing the city center against the wind, and the other was leading to another community with the wind.

Lu Yanxue paused, and chose the one against the wind.

How fast it was when it came, how slow it is now.

The wind howled and slapped him, and the sharp sound of the wind seemed to mock his ignorance.

Obviously there is a smooth road, but we have to go against the wind.

Many people who come with the wind are called speculators, and those who go against the wind are called warriors.

Although people admire warriors, they mostly only want to be speculators.However, most of the truly successful people are warriors, and few speculators.Because warriors adapt to changeable adversity, speculators tend to kneel to changing winds.

After all, there is no such thing as smooth sailing in life.

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