"Teacher Cang, you are changing your way and want us to study hard. Hu Ping'an said with a smile.

"But reading is not for me, but for yourself, if you think you have any proud talent, you may be able to have proud capital, my friend has such a talent, but do you have it?" Canglong suddenly asked.

"No!" all three shook their heads.

"Do you have his conditions?" asked Canglong again.

"Nope. The three of them shook their heads anyway.

"If you don't have his talent for playing, and if you don't have his living conditions, what reason should you not study?" Canglong asked rhetorically.

This time the three of them had nothing to say, originally Hu Ping'an wanted to say that it was a special case, but Canglong blocked his words and said: "Even a person with excellent talent like him has to study, what reason do you have not to study?

The three of them all nodded, they had all studied this article, but now after the story told by Teacher Cang, they realized that it was so profound.

"People's knowledge and ability must not rely solely on talent, we must pay attention to the acquired education and learning, emphasizing the importance of acquired education and learning to become a talent, people have a limit, but people who know how to learn have no limit, and constantly surpass themselves, on the road of your interest, will go further. Canglong looked at them with a smile.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Qiu said, "I understand, but Mr. Cang, will you support us in playing the game?"

"This is your hobby, I naturally will not object to you, the game is not as terrible as some parents say, but you need to arrange your game time and study time reasonably, you can't just delay your life because of the game, and you can't just give up your interest for the sake of life. Canglong said calmly.

This made the faces of the three of them suddenly show joy, especially Ye Qiu, in contrast, Tang Long and Hu Ping'an were just simply infatuated with the game, while Ye Qiu was a little lost in the game.

"Is this story true or false?" Ye Qiu did not give up.

"It really matters to you whether this story is true or not?" Canglong asked rhetorically.

Ye Qiu nodded thoughtfully, he really didn't need to dwell on the truth of this story, but he at least understood the profound meaning, although he didn't say it, he was still very grateful to Canglong, and his game was not just a pure fantasy.

"I will return all your game equipment to you, and I can also play games with you in the future, Ye Qiu, especially you, if your academic performance improves one day, I can even introduce you to this friend of mine, I think this will make you go further on the road of interest." Canglong said.

"Then this story is true?" Ye Qiu was a little incredulous, thinking that Teacher Cang was making them up.

"Truth is not so important, you just need to know that there are more talented and talented people in this world than you, but why are only so few people recognized by the world, because the world often sees the brilliance of geniuses, but does not see the difficulties of their growth. Looking at the time, Canglong said, "Okay, it's almost eleven o'clock, hurry back to sleep." ”

"Hmm. The three of them all nodded, left the rooftop, and on the way back to the dormitory, Tang Long suddenly remembered the murder case, "What do you think the school will do with us, demerit demerits?" or expulsion?"

This made Ye Qiu's face a little better, and suddenly became gloomy again, he didn't want to read before, but after listening to Canglong's words, his thoughts about reading became more and more vigorous, and what place could be more successful than a middle school?

All three returned to the dormitory with uneasy looks.

Leaving the rooftop, Canglong, who was about to go back, suddenly remembered today's homicide, turned around again, and came to the scene of the homicide.

Canglong looked at the surrounding environment, dragged his chin and thought, his intuition told him that someone was hiding somewhere and was watching here, but he didn't care, and at this moment, a voice suddenly came: "If it were you, what would you do?"

Canglong turned his head and saw a figure coming out behind him, it was that Captain Qian, but Canglong didn't care much about his words, but said lightly: "Captain Qian said that he was laughing, what can I do?"

"That's right, Teacher Cang won't go back so late?" Captain Qian was a little suspicious.

"It's not because of a couple of students who went online yesterday. Canglong said calmly.

Captain Qian smiled, took out a cigarette and lit one, and said, "This weather, it's cold at night, what does Mr. Cang think of this homigre?"

"It's a very professional approach, and the average trained person can't do it at all, and it looks like you're getting a headache. Canglong's face was still calm, and his tone did not have a trace of waves.

"Oh. Captain Qian was a little disappointed, this was not the answer he wanted, but he heard something from Canglong's words, "Such a professional killer, killing a cleaner, is too puzzling, and this cleaner's family situation is not very good, all the investigations show that he is a good man, and the family is very sad to lose such a person.....

Captain Qian chattered a lot, and he shouldn't have said these words, because before the case progressed, these were secrets that the police should keep silent, and they could only be said in internal meetings of the police, but the purpose of what he said was to know whether Canglong was a murderer, and ordinary murderers would behave differently from normal people once they still had a little conscience.

These can only be discovered by veteran policemen, but he never thought that Canglong was more professional than him in psychology, people say that the world's best psychology experts are not those high-achieving students who graduated from famous colleges, but the police who are engaged in criminal investigation, and those salesmen, there is psychology everywhere in life, but it is just different.

"Maybe it's because he's so ordinary, so he's not taken seriously, if this wasn't a homicide, would anyone notice this old man who had been silently serving No. 1 Middle School for decades?" Canglong shook his head.

"Do you mean to say that this is the best place for him?"

"That's what you mean, for his children, maybe he really died very worthwhile, because the school will give them a large pension, and for the old man himself, he may also be worth it, because he has been working for his children all his life, such a large grade, it should be a time to enjoy happiness at home, but where is his blessing?" Canglong looked at Captain Qian.

And Captain Qian also looked at Canglong, at this moment he really had a feeling that Canglong was a murderer, because what he said was too infuriating, in short, Canglong meant that the old man died well, whether it was his children or himself, they all thought so.

But when I think about it deeply, why is this not the case? An old man who is nearly 60 years old and still works as a cleaner in the school, if it were not for this murder, who in the school would remember his silent service for so many years?

Even if there is a homicide, in the eyes of the students, this is just the birthplace of ghost stories, and no one would really think that this old man will get up early every morning to clean the campus for them, just like the sanitation workers in the city, get up early in the morning, and when people get up, they have disappeared silently.

I don't know when, Canglong has left, but Captain Qian is still silently looking at the white traces on the ground, maybe in a few days, even this trace has disappeared, in a few years, who will remember that there was an old man who died here?

"This teacher is really unusual, even if he is not a murderer, he is likely to have something to do with this case. Captain Qian looked out of the school gate, took out a cigarette and lit another one, and he didn't pay attention to the other pair of eyes watching here in the night.

Back at home, Canglong had forgotten all about the murder, although the scene was really thought-provoking, but this was not his job, there were too many lives in his hands, so many that he was numb, and most of these lives were big shots, at this moment he even felt that his conversation with Captain Qian was superfluous, because this was not his job, and it had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Wanwan's sleeping face, Canglong turned on the computer again, carrying out some boring work, he first returned the equipment he had obtained from Ye Qiu and the three of them these days in the form of a game, and the Western Chu Overlord Gang was completely disbanded, and the account was directly cancelled, leaving only one "Qin Shi Huang".

He didn't know how much shock this would cause in the Battle Soul game, but he knew that Ye Qiu and the three of them would definitely not be as obsessed with online games as before.

Life is like this, the entanglement of big and small things, the interweaving of troubles and happiness, real life is often the most ordinary and the most real, literature always compares life to how it is, in fact, life is simple and cumbersome, to taste with heart.

Looking back on himself for so many years, he suddenly had a feeling that he had lived in vain.

"Why can't I live for myself like this?" Lying on the bed, Canglong suddenly had such a question in his mind, and a dead heart suddenly burned, the feeling was indescribable, extremely happy, and even reason was difficult to suppress, it seemed to be a longing in his heart.

It's just that this desire was forcibly suppressed by him in the end, and he now needs to think rationally, not to act by feeling, and there are too many dangers and too many problems waiting for him to solve.....