Zheng Mo laughed angrily when he heard this, "Zhan Muqing, you have a problem, in order to block me, do you come up with this kind of thing to laugh at my IQ? When did my father have another son?"

“...... I see that you didn't just hit your ass today, why don't you check your brain?" Zhan Muqing said angrily.

"Then what do you mean by that?" Zheng Mo's expression gradually became confused.

"It's just a superficial meaning. I really don't want to have any contact with your circle, I'll admit it. But that's the only way I can see my dad, understand?" Zhan Muqing shook off Zheng Mo's hand, turned around and opened the drawer of the desk, took out a box of cigarettes from it, and took out a lighter from another drawer.

He lit a cigarette somewhat awkwardly, put it in his mouth and took a soft puff, and coughed violently.

The smoke floating in the air was disrupted by the air current, making the area where Zhan Muqing was even more confused.

Zheng Mo calmed down at this time, and the Zhan Muqing in front of him seemed to be different from everything he had seen before, and even had a taste of decadence.

"Why didn't I know you were going to smoke? After Zheng Mo finished speaking, he leaned over and was about to take away the cigarette in Zhan Muqing's hand, but Zhan Muqing dodged it.

"There's a lot you don't know. There's never anything in the adult world that you won't do or don't do, and when it comes, you have to bear it. Zhan Muqing extinguished the cigarette butt, "Zheng Mo, do you know why I like physics?"

"Isn't it because you're good at physics?" Zheng Mo's voice was a little muffled.

"Hehe," Zhan Muqing let out a laugh, "Physics is the purest thing in the world. It is what it is, and it is there, and those who can't understand it will sigh with admiration, and those who understand it will be more deeply fascinated by it. It doesn't need to lie, it doesn't need to be pandered. ”

"Does this question have anything to do with what I'm trying to ask?"

"Do you know what story "In a Dream" is about?"

"The story of a middle-aged policeman who once again went to the front line to rescue hostages. ”

"No," Zhan Muqing shook his head, "it's the story of a hostage who gradually falls in love with a prisoner in despair day by day. ”

"Impossible, how could a hostage fall in love with a prisoner? Stockholm? Even so, they are all men...," Zheng Mo firmed his opinion.

"If you don't think it's possible, then you can think of it as their own spiritual support. The actor who played the hostage didn't have many scenes, adding up to a total of one minute and twenty-six seconds, and I watched it twenty-eight times. ”

“... ...”

Zhan Muqing was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke: "That actor is my father." When I was a child, I always thought that the entertainment industry was about cannibalism. My father went to shoot "In a Dream" and never came back. He didn't leave anything behind, and the only way I could see him was by watching the film, albeit only for a few shots. When I heard from him later, he was no longer there. ”

“... ...”

"The most ridiculous thing is that at his funeral, it was not me and my mother who stood in the first row, it was the director who tricked him into the group in the first place, ah, now he is a big director. What qualifications does he have?"

“... ... What?"

"When I was a child, I was angry, but when I learned a little more, I realized that my mother and I were just a burden to him in his pursuit of true love. At this point, I have never turned over that movie, I see that person, that film, and even the entire entertainment industry, I will physiologically run away. ”

“... ...”

Zheng Mo was extremely remorseful, he felt ashamed of his inexplicable emotions just now, he only cared about his own face, and what he said was hurtful.

"I've finished listening to the story," Zhan Muqing stood up and took a deep breath, "You are the first person to listen to my story, and I hope you will also be the last." Okay, let's do what we need to do. You don't have to clean up, just go and do your homework. I'll check it out later. ”

“... ... I'm sorry. Zheng Mo lowered his head and secretly pinched the corner of Zhan Muqing's clothes, "My fault." ”

"Don't be sentimental. Zhan Muqing returned to his original state, and the sadness in his voice had disappeared without a trace.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have touched this again..."

"You think too much, and I don't have anything. ”

"I never knew that the director I admired so much would be this kind of character, and I felt a little disgusted. ”

"Don't ruin your dreams, there's no denying that he's really good at his profession. He has a good saying, in a dream, whether it is a dream or a nightmare, it is just a dream. ”

"......"Zheng Mo was a little embarrassed, "Don't block me with my angry words just now." What's wrong with him being excellent, if I were a director, I would definitely be better than him, and I wouldn't have done such a disgusting thing. ”

Zhan Muqing patted Zheng Mo's brain, and said helplessly: "Don't be a director or a director, you haven't been admitted to this university." Why don't you hurry up and read a book?"

"Go right away, go right away. Zheng Mo responded, turned around and came to the desk, opened the drawer, and quickly took out the cigarette box just now, and then threw it out of the window with a beautiful parabola.

Zhan Muqing stepped forward to stop him, but it was too late: "Zheng Mo, are you really sick, right?

"The adult world can also be done if you don't want to do it, you can't help it, then I'll help you throw it away. Zheng Mo leaned against the desk, his expression was unusually serious, "Zhan Muqing, according to what you said, you should treat me as sick." If you feel upset again, you can just come at me, I, I promise not to hit you. ”

"It's really sick," Zhan Muqing smiled helplessly, muttered in a low voice, and said seriously, "Forget it, you can't listen to the reason inexplicably, I'll die of a headache if I come again." If you are obedient and do your homework now, I won't be so annoyed, understand, Zheng Mo's child?"

"No problem~" Zheng Mo showed his big white teeth, "Then we can be considered reconciled?"

"Can I still be angry with a child?"

Zheng Mo rubbed his nose, "Hey, then let's officially hug one." As he spoke, he opened his hands, and the sense of ceremony was very sufficient.

Zhan Muqing subconsciously took a step back: "Refuse." Don't be so disgusting, man. "

"You refuse to have physical contact with a man so much, it can't be because of your father..."

“... ... Or else?"

"Relax! Teacher Zhan, I won't be so dirty! Besides, boys are already going to fight, in case you have a student who wants to hug his beloved Teacher Zhan in the future, and you refuse, isn't that scene embarrassing?" Zheng Mo said eloquently.

"No other student has the physical touch like you. ”

"What if!"

"No in case. ”

"Okay. Zheng Mo was rejected by Zhan Muqing thousands of miles away, and he was a little angry, so he could only walk silently to his room, "Then I won't do it in the future..."

“... ...”

Zheng Mo had just crossed the corner, and Zhan Muqing called out to him from behind-

"Zheng Mo, I really don't hate you at all now. ”

After meeting you officially, I never hated you.