Five years simulation three years first

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Yingying was singing her soprano in the room on time, when she suddenly heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets outside.

She poked her head out: "What are you doing?"

Yu Shaochun poked his head out from under the coffee table: "I'm looking for something."

Shen Yingying quickly ran out in small steps, and grabbed a book in his hand: "These are all scripts in my collection, can you understand them? Just read them here?"

"I don't understand it," Yu Shaochun admitted, "but it's very useful for me to find this, so I'll look it up."

"What's the use?"

"We are going to hold an art festival, and we have to prepare a show. I just want to come to you to see if you can give me some inspiration."

Shen Yingying glared at him: "You can sing and dance, can you understand any script? If you have this time, why don't you memorize English words? How is your preparation for IELTS?"

The movement of Yu Shaochun's hands stopped: "Mom, can I not go?"

"No," Shen Yingying, who has always been easy to talk to, has a tough attitude this time, "Although your mother is very strict with you, she is absolutely unambiguous in this kind of life event."

Yu Shaochun sighed, and sat on the sofa: "I understand the truth, but it's not that I can't get into a good university in China. It's not too late to go abroad after I go to university. Why do I have to go in the second semester of my senior year?"

"This time we negotiated with you through your uncle's relationship. Anyone who doesn't go is stupid," Shen Yingying put the script in her hand on the table. "And didn't you make the noise to go to Imperial College? Zhang's 'Dream School Imperial College' hasn't been torn off yet."

Yu Shaochun suddenly realized: "It makes sense, I'll tear it up when I get back."

Shen Yingying slapped him on the back: "What are you talking about, you think you don't have to go if you tear it off?"

"Let me go, Ms. Shen," Yu Shaochun clasped his hands together, "You said that my English grades have been dropping year after year, so going to England is not asking for death?"

Shen Yingying curled her lips: "You didn't say that a few years ago."

She tried to imitate her son's previous rhetoric: "'I was born for Imperial College,''No one can stop me from going to Imperial College,''What's wrong with the language barrier? If you listen more, you will be able to do it?' This Who said who said it?"

Yu Shaochun lowered his head in resignation, absently twisting the corner of the rolled up page of the script cover: "But..."

"Oh, I see," Shen Yingying said, "Is it because you are in a relationship that you can't bear to have a small partner, so you don't want to go?"

Although Yu Shaochun's mother is offline every day, she always guesses better than anyone else at critical moments.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Yingying knew that her guess was probably right, and she immediately became excited: "My pig can also go to another's Chinese cabbage? Tell me which little girl is it? Is it the little monitor in your class? Me and You said, I went to the parent meeting that time, and I really liked that little girl, she did things neatly..."

Yu Shaochun interrupted her: "Who doesn't like you in our class?"

Every time Shen Yingying held a parent meeting, she had to fight with Yu Shaochun's father. After Yu's father raised his hand and surrendered, she dressed up beautifully. Even when there was a performance, she would reject all activities. The healthy growth of the son.

So everyone in the second class knew Yu Shaochun, an extremely beautiful and young mother.

Ms. Shen not only dressed up to attend, but also brought her own snacks. When she met the class committee members who stayed to help, she gave them to them, and said thank you for taking care of Yu Shaochun, who is such a big trouble, for your hard work.

Yu Shaochun's comments swept the floor, and Shen Yingying was very popular.

"There is also that little student named 'Taimei' in your class," Shen Yingying said again, "I think he is suitable for learning acting. If he wants to develop in this area, he can come and ask me. I think he is right. He ..."

"Stop," Yu Shaochun pushed her into the room, "Go back and sing your song."

Shen Yingying still didn't forget to turn her head and tell him: "Don't give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I told you that if you give up, your little object will definitely look down on you, and I will look down on you too."

Yu Shaochun thought about it, and felt that what Shen Yingying said made sense.

If one day in the future he confessed that he gave up the offer from Imperial College in order to stay in China with Feng Zhou, Feng Zhou would definitely use the word "retarded" to describe him.

Imperial College is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but Feng Zhou is also a once-in-a-lifetime lover.

He searched aimlessly among a pile of original scripts in Western, French, Italian, English, and English. His heart was in a mess, and he finally sat down on the floor and turned on his phone in frustration.

There are more than 200 unread messages in the "Taoyuan Seven Knots" group chat.

What are they talking about so much?

[Mathematics is so difficult]: Feng Xueba, can you participate?

[Zeno's Tortoise]: Let me try, it may not work

【Qianer~】: So what exactly are we going to perform?

[Yu Shaochun is crazy]: Gossip, it is said that a team has prepared something very explosive

[Li Guohao]: What is it?Broken boulders in the chest?Pole dancing striptease?

[Mathematics is so difficult]: ...can you shut up?

[Yu Shaochun is insane]: Let's think about it with our brains poisoned by mathematics, physics and chemistry

【Jane Masto】: Who is this?

【Zeno's Tortoise】: Chen Si

Yu Shaochun looked at the extremely aggressive group nickname, and changed his WeChat ID.

[Schrödinger's Cat]: Are you jealous of my handsomeness?

[Mathematics is so difficult]: Why do you use couple names?

Feng Zhou just finished his homework.

Seemingly stimulated by his declining monthly exam results, Feng Qingqing went home more than five times this month, which was unprecedented before.

The room was a bit stuffy.Feng Zhou took a copy of "Test Points" and pressed it on his mobile phone, got up to open the window, and when he came back, he saw Yu Shaochun's newly released "Couple Name".

He looked at Lu Xiaonan's words, his cheeks were a little hot, and he was about to reply when he heard footsteps outside the door.

Feng Zhou quickly locked the phone and threw it into the cabinet next to him, pretending to be studying the "Test Points" seriously.

Feng Qingqing opened the door and came in. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to flip through his "Examination Points", and then flipped through the school exercise book he had placed beside him.

Feng Zhou thought about it quickly, and felt that there should be nothing wrong with that exercise book.

"What is this?" Feng Qingqing pointed to a graffiti on the workbook and asked, "Drawing in class?"

Looking at the familiar smiling face, Feng Zhou secretly scolded Yu Shaochun who was just looking for something to do and drawing in his exercise book.

"Maybe it was drawn by a classmate, I..."

Feng Qingqing interrupted him: "I want to discuss something with you."

Feng Zhou was let off so easily by her, and she instinctively felt that there would be no good things to say next.

"Your father and I have a bad relationship, and we will divorce after your college entrance examination." Feng Qingqing used the word "discussion", but her tone did not mean "discussion", "You know this, right? "

Feng Zhou nodded.

Feng Qingqing continued: "A doctor's professional life is very long, and I don't need anyone to provide for me in the old age, so I came to ask if you would like to follow your father after the divorce?"

Would you like to?

Feng Qingqing almost said "I don't want you" directly.

But what if Zhou Wanjin doesn't want him either?

Feng Zhou sniffed, only to feel that the sultry heat just now dissipated, and even the humid summer evening wind was bitingly cold: "You don't want me?"

Feng Qingqing frowned, as if he didn't expect him to ask himself this question: "It's not that you don't want to, it's that you don't need to have a guardian. It's not a big problem if your father doesn't want custody, because considering that you are an adult, if you go to college There will also be subsidies for studying medicine, so I can support myself to some extent.”

Feng Qingqing was like a scalpel, every word pierced Feng Zhou's heart.

Invisible, but the blood did drip silently.

"If you don't want me so much, why did you give birth to me then?"

Feng Qingqing was stunned, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Feng Zhou didn't seem to want to worry about anything, nor was he afraid of anything. The emotions he had suppressed for 18 years suddenly burst out this night: "I don't want to go to medical school or study medicine. If you don't pave the way for me, I will Is it that difficult to live your own life?"

"You don't study medicine?" Feng Qingqing asked, "Why don't you study medicine? Is there a better choice? You want to be unemployed after graduation?"

"Study medicine without caring about your family, find someone you don't love to marry, and have a child with blood and no feelings," Feng Zhou looked up at her, with hatred and despair, "Then I will live my life with resentment just like you ?”

Feng Qingqing slapped him on the face, turning pale with anger: "Say it again!"

Her slap was so strong that Feng Zhou faintly felt that his face had begun to swell.

But at the beginning of the conversation, he couldn't bear it anymore, stood up like a leopard finally irritated, and stared at Feng Qingqing: "Did I say something wrong? I don't want to repeat my own tragedy, is it difficult?"

"No one at the parent meeting was said to be an orphan, and all my friends were driven away by you. You never cared if I was tired from studying, happy, sad, or someone bullied me? You didn't care, you only cared about whether I could gild you , Did it embarrass you to get into that fucking medical school!"

Feng Zhou's lips trembled, his voice became smaller and smaller, almost the last words squeezed out between his teeth.

Feng Qingqing didn't expect that this son, who had always been submissive, would show his sharp teeth one day.

She seemed to be angry or frightened, shaking like chaff, and gave him another slap with her backhand, pointing at Feng Zhou's nose and said sharply: "You have grown up and your wings are hard? If you have the ability, don't fight with him in the future." I want a penny, don't ask for a penny, you support yourself!"

Feng Yiyi didn't stop at nothing, and seemed to say the most hurtful things in his life: "You can't do it yourself, you can't get into Peking University School of Medicine, do you want me to realize your dream for you? Are you selfish? I am for you Alive? Have I always been that bad in your heart?"

"Can't pass the exam?" Feng Qingqing's distorted face due to anger suddenly showed a strange smile, "You said I couldn't pass the exam? Yes, of course you are bad, you let me down so much."

The rage seemed to have drained all her strength, she was like a leaf that was about to fall, and she didn't know what was still supporting her body from falling down.

With the last of her strength, Feng Qingqing raised her chin with a bit of arrogance, turned around and strode out of his room.The wooden door slammed into the door frame behind her, making a deafening "clang" sound that shook the entire room.

Feng Zhou sat back on the chair, took a deep breath, and slowly buried his face in his hands.

The two slaps were not light, and swollen marks slowly appeared on the cheeks.

He felt very hot, but his hands and feet were very cold.

This day finally came, Feng Zhou thought, the day when he was completely abandoned by his so-called "parents".

The phone vibrated restlessly in the cabinet next to it, and the screen flickered on and off, showing that he had a missed call.

Feng Zhou stretched out his hand to unlock the lock screen, and saw someone in "Taoyuan Qijieyi" @他asking opinions, and Yu Shaochun's private chat.

[Schrödinger's cat]: Why don't you talk?

[Schrödinger's Cat]: Xiao Yu calls Xiao Feng, please answer if you receive it——

[Schrödinger's cat]: [Voice call not connected]

Feng Zhou accidentally typed a sentence in the dialog box: I will only have you from now on.

The moment before sending it out, he calmed down from his over-excited emotions, returned to his senses in time, and deleted the sentence at the speed of light.

If it is sent out, it will be the scene of social death.

This is too hypocritical.

[Zeno's Tortoise]: I just saw something, what's wrong?