Kitahara Shuji's tone was firm and warm, and the light shone on his face to coat his face with a thin layer of aperture, his eyes were gentle, and they were full of tolerance and thoughtfulness, Ono Yoko couldn't help but look a little stupid, slowly held Kitahara Shuji's hand, and asked seriously: "Does Oni-san really think so? Do you think I will succeed in the future?"

Of course, Kitahara Shuji is not sure, even if he can succeed himself, let alone others-although he has always believed that he will succeed, but the future is unpredictable, who can guarantee it? Maybe tomorrow he will be crushed to death by a car and kicked to death by a donkey.

Fate is impermanent, and he always takes pleasure in teasing people.

But what he just said did come from the heart. As long as Yoko Ono can endure the embarrassment of these ten years and does not grow crooked, her mental tenacity will far surpass that of her peers after that ten years, whether it is the firmness of her will or the ability to endure pain, she will have an advantage in the competition among her peers - people's strength, people's maturity, people's courage, always come from hardships, not how many years of rice they have eaten.

At that time, she will be full of confidence, like a tough warrior, even if she falls down for a while, with the experience of enduring pain for ten years, she can quickly get up and climb to the top of the mountain again - no one will not fail, it doesn't matter at all, the key is whether you have the courage and determination to get up a second time, whether you will start to fear difficulties.

As Roosevelt once said, "The only thing we should fear is fear itself." ”

Self-confidence is more valuable than gold!

He shook Yoko's hand hard and said seriously, "I believe in you, Yoko!"

Yoko Ono had a sour nose and red circles under her eyes - she knew that Kitahara Shuji was probably coaxing her, and who could be sure what would happen ten years from now?

To her, these words were more moving than diamonds.

She felt the temperature coming from Kitahara Shuji's hand, and said seriously with a small face: "I accept your investment, Onisan, you will definitely make a lot of money because of me in the future!" She didn't want to spend Kitahara Shuji's money, she didn't need a few children at all, she was just willing to prove that he was not wrong for herself and for Kitahara Shuiji.

But she was very embarrassed after speaking, looked at the bran snack in her hand, took a bite hard, pretended to be choked, turned her back and wanted to secretly wipe her tears, so as not to leave a bad impression on Kitahara Shuji, Momojiro stretched out his body next to him and wanted to lick it, but he pulled Kitahara Shuji aside - this stupid dog, if he wants to add salt, he can't lick people's faces, dirty or not!

Momojiro was very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to resist, and obediently went around to the other side to look at Yoko Ono and stick out his tongue.

Kitahara Shuji pretended not to see it, handed Yoko Ono a glass of water, and smiled softly: "I'm waiting for the day when Yoko buys me something delicious after she earns money - it must be meat!"

Yoko Ono turned around and smiled sweetly again, nodded her little head and said seriously: "Give Onisan all the delicious food!"

If there really is that day, Onisan, I won't make you regret every word you said today, it's an unspoken promise!

Kitahara Shuji rubbed her little head and didn't take it too seriously, he didn't really stutter for the future, and said with a smile: "Drink some water, the night drama you want to watch is about to start." ”

Yoko Ono was taken aback, and quickly turned up the volume, and sure enough, it had already begun to enter the opening commercial, and it was still the long-legged girls dancing with milk. Before she started, she was a little relieved, looked at the welfare rolls and banknotes placed in front of Kitahara Shuji and asked hesitantly, "Then what about these, Onisan?"

Kitahara Shuji picked it up and put it in her pocket, and said with a smile: "Take it as pocket money, now that my brother is older, the so-called older you are, the greater the responsibility, and the problem of improving your life is better left to my brother to be responsible." ”

Yoko Ono tilted her head and thought for a while, she had recognized Kitahara Shuji for almost a month, and knew what he liked, so she smiled sweetly and said, "Then how about I take it to buy stationery and reference books?"

Kitahara Shuji was really satisfied, the investment in knowledge in the world is the most cost-effective, nodded again and again, and said with relief: "I think it's good!"

After saying that, he touched Yoko Ono's little head again—I don't know why I always want to touch it, it's so addictive—and then motioned for Yoko Ono to watch TV, leaning over and picking up a book to read. RB history trouble is dead, the Heian period is over, it is the Kamakura period, and it has been killing for more than 140 years, and it has not stopped at all.

In the era of a handful of rice per acre of land, I don't want to plant a variety of fields to eat a good field, but cutting people is beautiful, what do these people think?

Ono Yoko hesitated for a moment and didn't want to disturb his study, and was a little reluctant to leave, after all, there was the temperature of the living world here, so he tentatively asked: "Onisan, do you want me to go home and see?"

Kitahara Shuji didn't mind, waved his hand and said, "Let's go after eating the snack, I'll just flip through the clues." ”

"Then Onisan eats it too. Yoko Ono saw that he was really just flipping through the book at random, relieved herself, and handed him a piece of snack. Kitahara Shuji took it and put it in his mouth.

Well...... The taste is ordinary, the father of the little radish head is really a fourth-rate cook, the cooking is not very good, and the dim sum is not very good.

He chewed and flipped through the book for a while, then closed his eyes and thought about how to sort out the relationship between these characters for a while. When she opened her eyes, she found that Yoko Ono was already intent, and Momojiro was in front of her, lovingly licking the can of dog food, which was cleaner than the one that had been nourished with a high-pressure water gun.

Kitahara Shuji also glanced at the TV curiously, and found that it was still the same "R sauce, come on", and couldn't help but wonder: "Is this TV series still on the air?"

Yoko Ono didn't take her eyes off the TV, and said softly: "I heard that more than 400 episodes are going to be filmed, but now it's just the beginning, Onisan." ”

Kitahara Shuji was slightly surprised, this mentally handicapped TV series has more than 400 episodes? It should have been cut in half a long time ago, right? He hesitated and asked, "Are the ratings very high?"

"It's very popular, and many people in school discuss it!" "Yoko Ono really likes it, and she is probably a die-hard fan of this TV series.

Kitahara Shuji lowered his head and reflected for a moment, feeling that he might be a foreigner, and he really couldn't get along with the aesthetics of people in this country. He casually picked up a piece of dim sum and put it in his mouth, ready to take a look twice to study what was going on - it is also very important to study abroad and integrate into the local area, otherwise sometimes it is quite troublesome to not understand the true intention of the other party's behavior and speech.

The fourteen-inch TV flashed with pictures and sounds—

"Momojiro-sensei, please don't chase it, I can't make you happy!" A girl who was covered in bandages like a mummy but ran fast ran through the streets at night, sprinkling strings of tears and muttering as she ran.

From time to time, silver snakes flashed in the sky, and the wind howled on the ground, and the fallen leaves flew away.

Kitahara Shuji hesitated for a moment and asked, "This is the heroine R-chan, right?, hasn't the injury from the last car accident healed?" "It's been at least twenty episodes, and the progress of this plot is a bit slow!"

Yoko Ono shook her head and replied with some sadness: "It's R-chan, but it's not the injury from last time - I had a car accident after losing my memory in the last car accident, and I had a medical accident where I had a kidney cut by mistake, and I was severely burned while taking a bath...... The life of many disasters and hardships is really regrettable and sympathetic. ”

Is it so miserable? Kitahara Shuji looked at the small TV with some shock, only to see that the camera changed and found that the actor was chasing behind him on a bicycle like crazy, and kept stretching out his hand and shouting sadly: "R-chan, I can't live without you, come back quickly!"

R-chan shook his head like he had knocked on ecstasy, tears in a string, choked out, obviously he didn't look very fast, and his posture was quite graceful, but Mr. Momojiro's ass in the back left the saddle, and he couldn't catch up with the bicycle while standing and pedaling, but it was slowly thrown off from the far angle lens.

Kitahara Shuji was even more confused, and he couldn't hold back after two endurances, and asked in a low voice, "This is not very reasonable, right?" Although the TV series is not a documentary, it can be appropriately exaggerated, but this is exaggerated to the limit!

Yoko Ono snorted, and seemed to empathize with R-chan's experience, or substituted herself as the heroine, "R-chan is very good in school, not only is her academic performance super good, but she is also the leader of the track and field club, so she runs fast." ”

Kitahara Shuji was shocked again, and there is still this kind of character? Look at this face-covering posture and the bandages on his body, this R sauce should be faster, and the speed is conservatively estimated to be one hundred and twenty miles per hour, right?

He watched the hero and heroine flee and chase for five minutes, mixed with many bloody lines - "I love you, but I can't marry you!", "I'm sad, please let me die!", "I can't lose you, I will die if you die!", etc., the strong smell of dog blood came to the face, making people want to hit their heads against the wall.

Kitahara Shuji was dumbfounded, is this the end of the episode of chasing and fleeing? He was puzzled when he saw an earthmoving truck suddenly appear on the street, the kind that started with a load of 30 pounds, and rushed out with a resolute, I want to kill you, ignoring the running bandage girl, and slammed into it.

The bandage girl flew into the sky again, spiraling to the sky, the white bandage fluttering like a feather weaving, making the picture poignant and peerless, and whispering softly in her mouth, "Ah~~~ Mojiro sensei!"

It's a pity that before she finished speaking, a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket slashed straight into her thin body in mid-air - the special effects were very good, the white bones were bright and dark, flickering one after another, very conspicuous.

And as soon as the camera turned, the bicycle under the buttocks of the male protagonist Momojiro-sensei magically disappeared, kneeling up to the sky and shouting: "Ah, no-R-chan!"

The picture suddenly froze, only the screams of the male protagonist were ethereal, and the director's words appeared on the screen in blood, revealing an eerie atmosphere: R-chan and Momojiro-sensei's affectionate sadomasochistic love has a major accident, where will they go next, can true love overcome difficulties, and where will fate push them, please watch it on time tomorrow!

Kitahara Shuji gasped, the tiger's body shook violently, and he turned his eyes to look at Yoko Ono, only to see that her little hands were tightly gripping the clothes on her chest and seemed to have not eased up, and the expression on her face was full of worry, and her delicate body trembled. Kitahara Shuji hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "What do you think of this episode, Yoko?"

Is this forcibly bloody TV series really popular? Is it the loss of morality or the loss of humanity, or is it one's own problem or the difference in national culture?

Yoko Ono gasped and said, "It's beautiful, touching and shocking, and there is suspense...... What does Onisan think?"

Her little face was full of anticipation, and her small hands were held in front of her chest, as if she hoped to agree with Kitahara Shuji.

Kitahara Shuji pondered for a moment, nodded lightly and didn't dare to tell the truth, and coaxed her: "It's good!" However, there is always a feeling that something is not quite right, and sadomasochism should not repeatedly toss the heroine, it should be that the director and the heroine have a grudge.