After modification, enter the love game

"No matter how I tried to escape, time would always move on, and soon it was the day of the parent-teacher conference."

The sky was dark, as if a bucket of ash had been poured on it.

Zhang Xie hates cloudy days.

The dim sky always reminded him of many bad things, such as crows, rain, and blood.

He carried his schoolbag and moved step by step, as if he was racing with a snail.

It seems that as long as this happens, time will slow down.

"Dad, do you love me?"

"Love."

"If you love me, just promise me one thing. Don't be angry when you see my report card later."

"…I think I'd better not fall in love with him first."

A father and son walked into the school side by side.

The child holds his father's finger.

Zhang Xue was very familiar with this action. When he was a child, his hands were very small and his father's hands were so big, so he could only hold his father's fingers to avoid losing him, like a puppy holding a rope in its mouth.

The young man glanced silently and walked away quickly.

He came to the pre-prepared place, found his seat, moved his stool and sat down.

It's strange that there's no one in the room.

Am I in the wrong place?

A few minutes later, a strange man walked into the classroom.

He was probably a very rich man, wearing a suit and tie, with his shoes polished to a shine and his tie tied neatly.

The man saw Zhang Xue at a glance, stared at him for a few seconds, then found a seat and sat down.

Then there was a couple, and the wife looked familiar to Zhang Xue.

He walked into the room in the same way, looked at Zhang Xu for a while, and found a seat in the same way.

For some reason, the woman looked at Zhang Xu for an extra long time.

It was only when her husband pulled her away that she looked away.

Zhang Xie began to feel strange.

Adults came in one after another, as if they were preparing to attend a banquet. Each of them wore their newest and most expensive clothes, and came alone or in groups.

The important thing is that after each of them came in, they would look in Zhang Xue’s direction.

Damn it, don't you have kids of your own? Why do you have to look at me?

Zhang Xie just felt like a stink bug that was pulled out from a corner.

Those gazes were like the scorching sun, but the sun does not belong to bedbugs; it only makes an unpleasant sizzling sound.

He simply lowered his head and didn't look at these people, praying in his heart that the parent-teacher meeting would be over quickly.

Perhaps Zhang Xie’s prayer worked.

The teacher finally walked in from the door with his chest puffed out. He was holding a file bag in his hand, probably containing students' information. He walked up to the podium with a smile on his face.

The teacher exchanged a few pleasantries and then got straight to the point.

"Next, I will send the information of each student to their parents. Parents of students whose names are called, please come up in person to receive the transcripts. Thank you for your cooperation."

We’re finally here, Zhang Xie thought.

I wish I was the first one.

That way you can just get your transcript and leave.

"Zhang Xi."

The young man was stunned.

...Is it really me?

He looked up and saw the teacher holding up a piece of paper.

"Please ask Zhang Xie's parents to stand up."

Zhang Xu subconsciously wanted to get up.

But someone moved faster than him.

A man jumped up like a firefighter who heard an alarm.

He stood upright, like a towering mountain.

"exist!"

The man shouted.

"Excuse me, are you Zhang Xue's parent?" the teacher asked.

"Yes," the man said, "I'm his father."

"Okay, this is Zhang Xie's report card, please keep it."

The teacher smiled and handed the report to the man.

Then he picked up another one.

"Zhang Xi."

pause.

"Please ask Zhang Xie's parents to stand up."

This time, several men who were well prepared stood up quickly.

In no particular order.

He even had a wife cheering him on.

The teacher glanced at the men, keeping his expression unchanged.

"Excuse me, are you Zhang Xue's parents?"

"Yes."

"What's the relationship?"

"His dad!" "Dad!" "It's his dad!"

Loud voice.

Like a big clock.

Zhang Xue sat there in a daze.

He just listened to his name being read over and over again.

Watching my transcript being passed from one person to another.

My mind went blank.

He was dragged to the podium by the teacher in a daze, and looked at the faces of adults in the audience with different expressions, some relieved, some sad, and some emotional.

“It’s already this big.”

Someone whispered.

Wiping tears secretly.

Zhang Xie suddenly understood something.

If that earthquake hadn't happened.

If all my classmates at that time were still alive.

…Then, it’s exactly my current age.

I lost my parents.

Like, they lost their child.

That’s why I don’t have to worry about food and clothing.

They have always been there, but they just don't dare to come up to me.

Now they are here.

The huge shock shattered Zhang Xie, as if he was hit by a rolling rock.

He looked at the people below the stage silently.

The people sitting below were like real parents who came to attend a parent-teacher conference, wearing their best clothes and with eager anticipation.

They looked at themselves so intently.

It was like watching their own children.

——Ben was looking at their own children.

The teacher blinked and said, "Excuse me, do you have anything to say to your parents at this time?"

Zhang Xue repeated in a daze:

"…Mom and Dad?"

Immediately afterwards, someone responded.

“Eh——!!!!”

Invariably.

Deafening.

The camera starts to zoom in.

At the end of the picture, the scene freezes on the young man’s face.

Zhang Xue felt like laughing for some reason.

He hadn't experienced the emotion of "laughing" for a long time, so it was a bit awkward.

Zhang Xu silently grinned, as if trying to force out an ugly smile.

The corners of the mouth are raised and then turned down.

He burst into tears.

The screen goes off.

NO.11 Li Hua: I want to see a river of blood!

Name: Graduation photo

Quality: Golden Legend

Set: Hundred Mothers Orphans Series (1/3)

Type: props

Effect: None

Special effect: The photo rubbing album can be shown to specific people through [Destiny].

Description: "What? Someone dares to call our child an orphan? Damn it, who is this little bastard? I'll go and give a proper judgment."

"Calm down, calm down. We haven't seen each other for such a long time. Do you want to leave a bad impression in front of the children?"

"That won't work either. If you don't make a good impression, just say a few more words. I won't be able to express my anger if I don't!"

"Haha, that sounds nice. How much can you say then?"

"Oh, you look down on me, don't you? I'm telling you I'm very good at talking. I'll chat with you for half an hour and make you anxious to death."