I attacked the god of learning

The caller ID is 【Dad】.

It was the man who cheated on him and then didn't want him for grades.

Look at this caller ID.

Cheng Xinglin was in a very complicated mood.

He stood there holding his phone for a long time until the phone stopped ringing.

He did not answer.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jian Xing worriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"No……"

Cheng Xinglin himself couldn't even explain the call - nine times out of ten it was a wrong call.

A man who gave up on him more than a year ago.

Why call him?

Just as Cheng Xinglin thought so, the phone rang again.

This time the caller ID is still 【Dad】.

...not a typo.

Then what did he ask him for?

Cheng Xinglin hesitated for a while, but finally answered the phone.

As soon as the call was made, the other side asked directly in a very familiar but cold tone: "Why are you only answering the phone now?"

No pleasantries, no courtesies, no opening remarks.

Just such a straight eyebrow.

Cheng Xinglin lowered his eyes and said, "I'm in self-study, I didn't hear it."

"Oh."

Hearing Cheng Xinglin's words, the cold words just now softened instantly.

"It seems that you finally understand the importance of studying." The other end of the phone said, "Seeing that you have come to your senses and improved so much, Dad is very happy for you."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

If he heard this sentence in the third year of junior high school, he would definitely be very happy.

But hearing it now, he only has a very strong sense of separation.

Time has passed so long.

He has also been through so much.

When he was in the most painful and confused time, he did not receive any calls, and when he achieved results, he said "I am happy for him".

Really, it's ridiculous.

Cheng Xinglin didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The whole person hooked the corners of his lips a little stiffly.

The shoulders hang down.

Jian Xing saw that he was in a bad mood and patted him on the shoulder.

It wasn't until Jian Xing touched his shoulder that Cheng Xinglin finally showed a wry smile and asked, "So...thank you?"

"You are not happy." The other side of the phone said so directly.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

"I praised you, but you are still unhappy, I know, it's because you are angry with me." Cheng's father narrated in a rational voice like a robot, "But, have you ever thought about why I know you in the first place?" grades?"

……why?

This sentence stopped Cheng Xinglin from asking.

"Because I have been paying attention to you silently, to see when you can get out of the dead end, and you can find that learning is very important, and the future can't be used to make me angry."

Cheng's father said lightly: "If you think my method is too simple and rude, then I apologize to you."

"Son, I'm sorry."

When Cheng Xinglin heard this, his nose ached.

What right do those who are born have the right to resist?

The monstrous hatred was also resolved in this sentence "I apologize to you".

Cheng Xinglin was silent for a long time before he said, "En."

Cheng Xinglin: "It's okay."

"It's okay." Cheng's father's tone was still very calm, "Well, let's set a time next week, and I'll come to see you. If you want to eat, just send me a WeChat message."

After all, Cheng's father hung up the phone as if he was in a hurry.

Cheng Xinglin stared at the phone in a daze, Jian Xing patted him on the shoulder again, and asked, "Is the problem at home solved?"

Is it a solution?

"I don't know either." Cheng Xinglin said, "But my father said that he will come to see me next week."

Cheng Xinglin sighed: "If we talk well... I should be able to go home."

In fact, Cheng Xinglin did not fully describe the family affairs with Jian Xing.

But it is not difficult to judge from his daily life that he has a bad relationship with his family.

Hearing this sentence, Jian Xing felt very sorry for Cheng Xing.

He grabbed Cheng Xinglin's wrist: "Let's go."

"where to?"

"To celebrate, let's have hot pot."

The hot pot to celebrate is Haidilao.

After the two of them finished eating the hot pot, Jian Xing asked Cheng Xinglin to accompany him around the mall to buy some clothes and go back.

Cheng Xinglin naturally readily agreed.

But in fact, he is not very interested in buying clothes, and has no research at all.

She had to bite the bullet and stepped into the shop with Jian Xing.

Silently recalling the dressing guide given to him by Xingshu in his heart, he cheered up and prepared to help Jian Xing as a consultant.

but.

Cheng Xinglin's psychological preparation was purely superfluous.

Jian Xing didn't need any staff at all.

Jianxing chooses clothes in three actions——

Walk to the shelf, pick up the clothes, take a look, judge for a moment, and then put them down.

He didn't give Cheng Xinglin any room to interrupt,

I saw Jian Xing repeating this action several times.

Cheng Xinglin also allowed himself to wander around thinking about physics problems.

Jian Xing looked at hundreds of pieces repeatedly, rummaged through all the suitable clothes in the store, and finally walked to the trousers and clothes shelf, and took out three pieces very smoothly.

Hand it over to the shopping guide.

Then pay, pick up the bag, and leave.

After finishing the clothes, Jian Xing went to buy a pair of shoes again, and still repeated the operation.

After walking around the street for less than half an hour, the two got on the T3 to go home.

Cheng Xinglin opened the door of the house, and hurriedly took off his shoes—"Senior, wait for me, I'll pack up soon..."

"Don't worry." Jian Xing grabbed Cheng Xinglin, "Let's try this suit first."

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With that said, Jian Xing put the shopping bag he bought just now into Cheng Xinglin's hand.

Cheng Xinglin looked blankly at the paper bag, then at Jian Xing, and finally realized: "This, for me?"

"Yeah." Jian Xing smiled, "I bought it for you to wear to meet your father."

"No, no, mine..." Cheng Xinglin immediately wanted to stuff the bag back.

"Don't reject me." Jian Xing interrupted Cheng Xinglin's words, "The cost of meeting for the first time was originally paid, and now it's just an overdraft of the future."

Overdrawing the future, what do you mean...

Cheng Xinglin reacted.

If they date in the future.

After all, there will still be a link to meet the parents.

Then this money will be spent no matter what.

After understanding what Jian Xing meant, Cheng Xinglin blushed.

He no longer refused, but hurried into the bathroom with the bag.

After a while, Cheng Xinglin changed his clothes and looked in the mirror.

Although it's just a half-length mirror, the real effect cannot be seen, but Cheng Xinglin felt that Jian Xing's clothes were well chosen just by looking at the upper body.

Fila's sports suit is neat and has a hint of obedience. It is not as fashionable and handsome as the two sets of "amazing audience" clothes in his closet.

But it should be the style that the elders like.

Cheng Xinglin studied in the mirror for half a minute, then stretched out his hand and opened the door.

The sofa was facing the bathroom, and as soon as Cheng Xinglin came out, Jian Xing raised his head.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jian Xing's eyes, he put down the book he was holding casually in his hand, and walked up to Cheng Xinglin.

Raising his hand, he pulled out the zipper buckle that Cheng Xinglin hadn't arranged.

Staring at Cheng Xinglin, Jian Xing said in a low voice, "Go and show him, you are doing really well now."

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Jian Xing's words successfully made Cheng Xinglin look forward to his meeting with his father even more.

I look forward to making it easier for Jian Xing to go out to study this time.

Cheng Xinglin and his father made an appointment at noon on Saturday, and he didn't choose a restaurant, letting his father arrange it.

So his father picked a western restaurant that might take more than an hour to walk.

It is set at 11:30 on the same day, and a car will pick him up.

I had a self-study in the morning, and when it was almost noon, Cheng Xinglin went to the school's grooming mirror and tidied up his clothes.

Then, I straightened up and walked out of the school gate.

When he walked to the door, he saw a BMW [-] Series. Seeing him coming out, the car honked its horn.

When Cheng Xing went to get in the car, he found that it was not his father, but a full-time driver.

It seems that his father left him for more than a year.

It's so windy and watery.

"You're here." There was soothing music playing in the restaurant, and his father was now in a suit and leather shoes, looking particularly high-end and elegant.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin come in, his father put a menu in front of him: "I don't know what you like to eat, you can order it yourself."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

In fact, there is nothing inappropriate about these remarks in a business meeting.

But this is his dad.

The first sentence of meeting is "I don't know what you like to eat".

Cheng Xinglin didn't know what expression to make, and in the end he just ordered a sirloin casually and nothing else.

Cheng's father in front of him listened to him ordering sirloin, and criticized a few words for himself that this kind of steak was not delicious, and finally ordered a small cup of deep-roasted American style.

American style will be served soon.

Cheng's father took a sip and commented: "The clothes are not bad."

"……thanks."

"I'm still in a hurry this afternoon, so I'll just talk straight." Cheng's father was not used to that kind of tenderness, so he said straight away, "I've seen your grades, and you're pretty good in all subjects, especially English."

Cheng Xinglin vaguely felt that there was something in his father's words, and retorted: "I only got 140 in English, far less than I got 145 in mathematics, okay?"

"That's not important. What's important is that it's easy for you to pass IELTS or TOEFL with your English score."

Cheng Xinglin frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I am very satisfied with your grades. For the sake of your future, I am willing to sponsor you to study abroad." Cheng's father said, "I also brought some materials here today. You can pick and choose schools, but there is no rush."

Cheng's father: "The most urgent thing is that you have applied for the IELTS."

As he spoke, Cheng's father waved his hand, and the little secretary who was buried next to him came up with a document.

Cheng's father didn't even look at it, and put it directly in front of Cheng Xinglin.

Oh no.

Don't let it go.

It's the act of donating puppies.

Cheng Xinglin didn't touch the document, he looked at his father and asked, "Wait a minute, when did I say I'm going to study abroad?"

"You didn't say it." Cheng's father said indifferently, "But I don't need your opinion either."

Cheng Xinglin recalled the person who apologized to him on the phone that day.

He couldn't understand—is this really the same person as the person sitting in front of him now?

But the moment Cheng Xinglin asked this sentence in his heart, he also understood without a teacher——

A person is a person.

It's just that the warmth and apology that day were just a disguise.

Pretending to soften his heart.

So as to continue to enforce your own hegemony/power/lord/righteousness on him.

Cheng Xinglin threw the document back and said, "I don't need your opinion either. The university I want to attend is Tsinghua University, and I won't go abroad."

"Because of Jane?"

Hearing these two words, Cheng Xinglin raised his head in disbelief.

How does his father know about Jian Xing? No, his father knows about Jian Xing. Isn't it normal?

A certain sound has been searched several times.

It's hard not to know that it's such a big deal.

"I know it's strange?" Cheng's father understood his expression, "Did you buy your suit with a scholarship, a part-time job, or did he buy it for you?"

"Just play the love game, and you've already made money by posting him to improve your grades. It's impossible for you to rely on him for support, right?"

As Cheng's father said, he picked up the American style and took a sip: "Cut off contact with him, go abroad, don't embarrass me."

Cheng Xinglin's chest rose and fell.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the table.

After paying for his sirloin steak, Cheng Xinglin stood up silently.

"What are you doing?" There was a threatening flash in Cheng's father's eyes.

"Cheng Chi." Cheng Xinglin said calmly, "This time, I don't want you. In the future, I won't have you as a father. Don't call me, and don't meet again."

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After finishing speaking, Cheng Xinglin left their booth directly.

Go straight to the door.

Cheng Chi didn't expect his son to resist him so much, and he didn't realize it at the time.

But soon, he

Pushing away the little brother who was holding the sirloin steak, Cheng Chi followed Cheng Xinglin, threatening in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Are you going to disobey me again and again, and not take the usual path?"

"I already have my next son, do I have to you?"

Cheng Xinglin's response was - bowed his head and deleted all his father's contact information.

With a cold look in return, Cheng Xinglin stepped out of the restaurant.

It was raining outside, Cheng Xinglin shivered from the cold.

His father—Cheng Chi was right.

For so many years, all his actions have tried to prove to him-I don't need you.

But he still harbors inexplicable fantasies.

It turned out that this meal was not because his father really regretted what he did in the past after seeing his progress.

It's just that his father wanted to organize a dinner party and find a way to erase the stain of "his previous son liked men".

so boring.

Cheng Xinglin raised his hood and put it on his head. He didn't understand at all—if his father really didn't like him.

Back then, what kind of mood was it that brought him into this world?

The rain outside is getting heavier.

Cheng Xinglin raised his hood and put it on his head.

He walked straight along the road that the BMW [-] Series brought him here, and walked for more than an hour before reaching the school gate.

before stepping into the school gate.

Cheng Xinglin took out his mobile phone and dialed Jian Xing's number.

For the first time, I took the initiative to seek help from Jian Xing.

He wanted Jian Xing to hug him.