Dad, please try harder

Chapter 70 Ding Linlang: If you want to eat, you have to go through my little one first!
In Qian Quan's impression, Dad is an image of an old-fashioned intellectual who is good at calligraphy, knows chess, loves to drink, reads a lot of books, and cares about state affairs...

In the process of growing up, he is also very qualified to play a serious and deep father image.

Later, as I got older, especially after I was in high school, my father began to try to change the way he got along with him. He stopped talking and commanding everything, but tried to treat himself with a relatively equal attitude. .

Treat yourself like a big kid with a mind of his own.

In short, Qian Quan always maintained a sense of awe for his father's gratitude, love and admiration. After getting the system, these feelings not only did not fade, but strengthened.

Therefore, at this moment, when the system notified him that his father had written such a work, Qian Quan's first reaction was, impossible, absolutely impossible!
It's not that he doesn't believe in his father's talent. In fact, judging from his experience of accidentally flipping through his father's diary on his father's bookshelf, his father's writing style is very strong, and things like submitting articles to magazines are completely fine. .

But, this topic, this subject matter...

Among other things, his marriage with his mother is just about to enter the 20th thought.

In addition, according to my mother's occasional revelations about my father's deeds when he was young, he did have a first love, saying that he knitted scarves, washed sweaters, and delivered water to him. Later, my father missed her because of his studies.

In this way, the two elements are aligned. If a new female teacher happened to be transferred to Dad's school recently, and it happened to be Dad's leader, then further attention should be paid to this matter.

Qian Quan also likes to read novels, no matter classics, bestsellers or online novels, he reads all of them. He is not the kind of person who can't distinguish between novels and reality.

However, Dad's work is really full of elements, or the title is too eye-catching for him to ignore.

Although art is higher than life, it comes from life after all.

There should be no sign of this kind of thing!

But at present, he must not act rashly. He can neither ask directly nor imply. He needs to read the content of the article first and confirm the complete information before making a decision.

In this day and age, headline parties are too prevalent in order to gain attention.

For example, Qian Quan has a friend who has been cheated before. What is "Shocked, all the nurses in the hospital are gone, take a real high-definition big picture!"

I clicked on it, and it was a photo of a nurse station in a certain hospital. The nurse station was empty, and there were no nurses on duty. It was really all gone.

It can be said to be equivalent to fraud...

Going back to Dad’s work, not to mention whether he deliberately chose the title party due to the pressure of the draft, if it is a fictional story created by him based on other people, and he exposes himself in such a rash manner, with an attitude of instigating the teacher, It will inevitably put everyone in an embarrassing situation.

And according to his observation, the relationship between parents has always been very stable, and it can even be said to be loving and harmonious. There is a high probability that he was shocked by such a contrasting title and thought too much.

Then there is this new reward——

The pen of a bestselling author.

There was no obvious reaction in Qian Quan's mind, unlike the previous rewards for Wing Chun, basketball and driving skills, it seemed that he had undergone some real training and transformation.

Of course, it may also be that I was just shocked by my father's work, ignoring the subtle changes in my brain.

After all, the skill of writing skills is a very subjective thing, and it belongs to the kind of silent change. According to Zhang Ailing, it is easy to accurately describe what you see and think, and there is no such thing as words that fail to convey the meaning or pens that fail to convey the meaning. heart problem.

This is also very easy to verify, as long as you go back and try to write something, you will see the result naturally.

In fact, ever since he learned that Ding Linlang was writing online novels, Qian Quan also had the idea of ​​creating novels. He conceived many themes, such as martial arts, cities, fantasy, fairy tales and even science fiction...

I just felt that I was not ready to be perfect, so I didn't write for a long time.

Thinking about it now, the so-called perfect state is a paradox of self-deception.

As long as you don't write, you can always fantasize that you are approaching perfection.

But because there is no substantive content, this kind of perfection is just a self-comforting idea, and no one can prove it.

The question is that it is still in the process of being polished, and when my work comes out, it will be amazing.

So, what is perfect?
Qian Quan now suddenly has an answer.

Start writing immediately and write out the story in your mind completely, it is perfect.

One imperfect plan that has been implemented is better than 10 perfect plans that will never be implemented.

This change in concept may be one of the manifestations of this award.

Qian Quan collected all his thoughts and sent a message in the family group:
"Yesterday, I went to the capital for school activities. I visited Tiananmen Square and the Summer Palace, but I didn't make it to the Great Wall. Take some time and our family will climb the Great Wall together."

After a while, my mother returned the voice: "What activities do you have at school?"

Qian Quan: "For the exchange activities of the student association, you can go back and ask my dad if you want to go to the Great Wall."

Dad quickly replied: "No problem, you are not a hero if you don't go to the Great Wall. I have wanted to take your mother there for a long time."

Mom also agreed: "Let's go together when you have time, and then call Linlang's family."

Qian Quan: "I think so too."

After replying to the message, most of Qian Quan's heart fell to the ground.

Laughing at herself, Ding Linlang sent a message, inexplicably giving Qian Quan an abrupt and dazzling feeling:

"Qian Quan, someone confessed to me that it was a boy."

Qian Quan: What? ? ?

……

The time was moved forward by half an hour, which was almost the time when Qian Quan's high-speed train departed from Jinling South Station.

There was an incident in Fudan University where a boy confessed to a girl in broad daylight.

The boy was a sophomore majoring in economics, his name was Xu Congfeng, a native of Zhonghai, his father was a surgeon in a tertiary hospital, and his mother was a bank executive. He was a very typical native of Zhonghai, rich and handsome.

Since he was in college, he has only talked with two girlfriends, and the women took the initiative to chase after him. This is the first time he has taken the initiative to confess to a girl.

As for the girl who was confessed, it was Ding Linlang.

"Before I met you, I didn't believe in love at first sight, but ever since I saw you typing in front of the computer in the library, I fell into a trap. It felt like the flower of the whole world, at that moment , all in full bloom.

"This is the first time I have such a wonderful feeling for a girl since I grew up. I don't expect you to accept me immediately and be my girlfriend. I hope you can give me a chance to treat you to dinner and go shopping with you." .”

Xu Congfeng's elaborate confession is not just a joke. He indeed saw Ding Linlang for the first time in the library, and he was indeed amazed by Ding Linlang's super good looks and cool demeanor.

Then, after taking photos and inquiring about Ding Linlang's class information, he planned this confession.

"Sorry, I don't believe in love at first sight, and I already have someone to go shopping with, so don't waste time with me."

"You mean you already have a boyfriend?" Xu Congfeng didn't flinch.

"No."

"Then I still have a chance."

"you have not."

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?" Xu Congfeng smiled confidently, "I won't look back until I bump into the south wall."

Ding Linlang thought for a while, and said, "It's fine if you want to invite me to dinner, just go through my little one first."

Seeing that her tone was loose, Xu Congfeng hurriedly said, "No problem, what's going on?"

Ding Linlang said: "Chess, basketball or heads-up, pick any one, as long as you win him, we can talk about eating."

Xu Congfeng: "..." Is it so specific?

After Ding Linlang finished speaking, he sent that message to Qian Quan.

(End of this chapter)