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Meng Xiaojiang stared at his father in confusion: "Ah? Which one?"

Meng Guoting thought in great pain, his youngest son likes men, isn't this going to die? Then he thought again, his nose sore, and said to Meng Xiaojiang: "It's because your mother and I are not good, it is because your mother and I are not good. Taking good care of you is what made you like this!"

The more Meng Guoting thought about it, the clearer his wife Ma Yingrong's Yingwu figure became in his mind. He gritted his teeth and thought that it was his wife Ma Yingrong who gave his son a wrong female image, which caused Meng Xiaojiang to only love men and not women when he grew up.

With question marks all over his face, Meng Xiaojiang explained tremblingly: "Dad, that picture just now was just a misunderstanding. Don't think too much about it. I usually don't look at this kind of... pornographic pictures."

Meng Guoting stretched out his hand, stroked Meng Xiaojiang's soft hair, and said with a strong paternal love: "Dad understands, you don't need to say it."

Seeing that his father was so considerate, Meng Xiaojiang breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to recall the picture just now, so he quickly changed the subject: "Dad, why are you back? You are not like my mother. You have been busy recently. Didn't Fei Qi say he was going on a business trip to the United States?"

Meng Guoting put his son's head in his arms, and he had already thought about it. If his youngest son wants to walk this gay road in the future, he will definitely stand by his son's side. After all, this road is hard and difficult. On the other hand, if the son jumped off the building because he couldn't think about it, wouldn't it be even more heartbreaking.

Thinking of this, Meng Guoting replied lovingly to his son: "Dad wait two days before leaving. Dad has not seen you for several days. I will be with you these two days, son."

Meng Xiaojiang was aroused by his loving father's loving tone, and he said: "No need, I'm very busy these two days, I've already planned, I'll put the evaTV version and The theater will make up again, and then scan the new shows in the first half of this year, in order to prepare for the college entrance examination, I haven't watched any of the new shows this year."

Meng Guoting's film and television company does not include the animation industry, but only for the three-dimensional real world. He couldn't understand half of Meng Xiaojiang's words. He only heard Meng Xiaojiang conclude: "Dad, you really don't need to accompany me." Me, I need a quiet environment to watch my cartoons."

Meng Guoting was full of fatherly love and died before he left school. He found that his youngest son had grown up and was no longer the little boy he wanted to hug when he was a child. Meng Guoting returned with great sadness holding his broken glass heart. Said: "Oh, you are so busy, so I won't bother you as a father, then I will go abroad according to the original plan, I came to you, just to inform you that school will start on September [-]st, son, you can go to Z University The Department of Literature."

Meng Xiaojiang sat on his swivel chair, blinked his big eyes twice stupidly, looked at his father and asked doubtfully, "I'm going to study in the Department of Literature of Z University?"

Meng Guoting nodded affirmatively and said: "Peking University, Dad really doesn't have the ability to send you in. Z University is not bad. You go to study in the name of sponsoring students. You don't need to pass the college entrance examination. Son, don't tell the outside world. After all, people are hard-pressed." Quiet, if you are accidentally isolated because of this, it will definitely deal a blow to your body and mind, and if you get depression, your father will be very sad."

Meng Xiaojiang nodded blankly, Meng Guoting sighed again, looked at his son hesitantly, and felt that he had discovered his son's secret, so he should have a deep chat with Meng Xiaojiang, talk to him, and ask Meng Xiaojiang Jiang planned to find a boyfriend in the future, but seeing Meng Xiaojiang's confused face, Meng Guoting thoughtfully decided to let his son quiet down.

He turned around and left very considerately, not forgetting to close the door, and said to Meng Xiaojiang: "Then Dad is leaving, and the notice will probably come in a few days. I left your phone number and remember to receive the courier at that time." .”

After finishing speaking, Meng Guoting closed the door, came quietly, and left quietly.

Wrapped in his Hatsune Miku blanket, Meng Xiaojiang turned around, faced the computer screen, and muttered to himself, "Z ​​University? Department of Literature? Notification... What the hell!"

As soon as Meng Xiaojiang put down the ginger stall, the good news came suddenly. He jumped 180 degrees with excitement, and with a "bang", he even brought a blanket into intimate contact with the floor.

Meng Xiaojiang fell with tears in his eyes, got up from the ground clutching his buttocks, sat back on the chair and stared blankly for a while, smirked for a while, and suddenly felt sad.

He thought of his college entrance examination time and time again, and it turned out that he could enter a famous university without passing the college entrance examination. This made Meng Xiaojiang study for himself in the third year of high school three times, and finally entered a university at the age of 20. He did not pass the college entrance examination. It made him have a deep suspicion, and he didn't understand why he had to repeat the third year of high school three times, why he had to spend three times in the third year of high school life that was worse than death——

Is he all right and full?

Meng Xiaojiang thought of this point, two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes, he turned his head sobbing, and felt that his three years of youth had passed away——wasted in vain, and it became more and more miserable, so he plunged into Two- In the dimensional world, he refuses to come out again.

After Meng Guoting informed his son that he could go to college, he flew to the United States in the afternoon. Ma Yingrong flew to the south to participate in the exposition. Meng Xiaoqiao, Meng Xiaozhuo, and Meng Xiaoting were nowhere to be seen. They went home every two or three days, and occasionally bumped into Meng Xiaojiang while eating. .

Meng Xiaojiang brushed animations for two days and two nights, turned day and night upside down, and got angry with someone in a post in the middle of the night.

The reason is that as an otaku, although Meng Xiaojiang likes most of the female characters, there are also a few male anime characters that he yearns for very much.

In the post, the poster posted a picture of the male character he admired and regarded as an idol and the male second. In the picture, the two acted intimately, which made Meng Xiaojiang feel very blind.

He slid down the mouse, and it turned out that the pictures on the first floor were still small and fresh, and the content could be called unsightly when he went down. Meng Xiaojiang blushed when he saw it, feeling that his idol had been tarnished, and wished he could crawl over and bite through the network cable dead landlord.

But as a mortal body and not a mutant human, Meng Xiaojiang could only grit his teeth and type out angrily to the landlord. The landlord hadn't come forward yet, and many rotten women had come forward to hate him. In the end, it led to a melee. Amidst all kinds of scolding about your mother's death, Meng Xiaojiang closed the webpage in desperation, sat in front of the computer and meditated.

At 07:30 the next morning, Mrs. Meng went to bed at 07:30 in the evening and got up at [-]:[-] in the morning. At [-]:[-], she went downstairs to have breakfast. When she walked to the restaurant, the nanny had already placed soy milk, fried dough sticks and meat buns, and there was Meng Xiaojiang sitting at the table. .

The old lady Meng thought she was dazzled, rubbed her eyes, and looked again, and it was indeed Meng Xiaojiang, because although she was old and dim-sighted, she definitely could not misjudge the figure of Meng Xiaojiang, Meng Xiaoqiao and Meng Xiaozhuo, and even more so. It's not like a man and woman are reversed, and Meng Xiaoting is regarded as her precious grandson Meng Xiaojiang.