Progressive eight o'clock in the morning.

Changling West Street began to be lively, and the rain quietly stopped.

However, the door of the Wentian Pavilion had not yet opened, as there was still more than an hour before the stated business hours.

But it's probably because someone has been standing at the door for a long time in the rain.

So Li Mowen received a text message and drove to the door of the store in advance, staring at this kid with furrowed brows.

I found that the other party was already soaking wet.

"Master Li is here!"

"Oops it's finally here!"

"This kid has been waiting for a long time!"

"It's been raining all morning, and it's really strong. ”

Passers-by began to talk about it.

Li Mowen took a deep breath and said in amazement, "What's the matter?"

The reason why he asked this was because he had made an appointment to bring his parents over tomorrow.

Cheng Junjie has put all doubts behind him, from the discussion of passers-by in the past two or three hours, as well as the performance of the surrounding neighborhood.

can prove that the young fortune teller in front of him is really powerful, otherwise how could he have such a high reputation in the local area.

It is even extremely ridiculous that because the master is optimistic about himself, someone got him an autograph in advance.

Although he could tell that the men were joking with him.

But it still gave him a lot of confidence and support.

Cheng Junjie bowed to Li Mowen from the bottom of his heart, and then prayed earnestly with his eyes: "Master, I want to play!"

There was a hint of pleading and determination in his eyes.

Li Mowen looked at the child, and shook his head with a smile and asked, "The family doesn't agree?"

In fact, I can guess some of them more or less, otherwise I wouldn't be waiting for myself here stupidly in the rain.

Cheng Junjie looked like he had been hit in a sore spot, lowered his head and muttered, "My dad doesn't agree!"

"Alas......"

Li Mowen smiled and said, "Actually, that's the case. ”

"You have a good talent, I believe in my vision, and I am ready to introduce you to my friends. ”

"She'll give you training, make plans, arrange a nutritious diet and try to give you the chance to qualify as a professional footballer, but you need to sign a contract agreement. ”

"The initial investment in you is free, and you don't need to worry about money. ”

"But again, if you become a professional player, then for a long time to come, there will be other ways to profit from the team's salary, and you will need to pay a certain amount of commission in return. ”

"Of course, I'm not going to be involved, I'm just a recommender!"

When Li Mo heard this, he smiled, because he didn't want his image to change.

"This friend of mine also believes in my vision very much, so he is willing to invest in cultivating you in the early stage. ”

Li Mowen laughed jokingly: "Actually, it's that simple, but if your parents don't agree, it may be more troublesome." ”

He thought about it carefully, and then said, "In this case, you leave a contact information, and I will ask my friend to contact you at that time, and you can discuss other specific matters in detail." ”

"She will also find a way to communicate about your family's situation. ”

Cheng Junjie was grateful in his heart, his chest rose and fell, and he gasped.

"Thank you so much!"

He suddenly burst into tears, his eyes were red from crying, and he choked up and said, "I really don't know what to do, I can't sleep at all, I don't know how to tell my dad." ”

"He didn't agree!"

Li Mowen patted the child's shoulder with a smile, and responded: "Understand, I can understand!"

After that, he laughed softly: "Okay, okay, let's go back!"

"I still have to open for business, hurry back and take a hot shower, don't catch a cold!"

……

At this moment, suddenly a taxi stopped at the intersection of Changling West Street.

Cheng Junjie's parents rushed over in a hurry.

They saw a crowd of people in front of them from a distance, so they immediately stepped forward, squeezed through the crowd, and saw their son, who was soaking wet.

Cheng Junjie was also stunned, and blurted out: "Dad?"

"Mom?"

"You...... Why are you here?"

Cheng's father was angry, and he was watched by so many people, he couldn't save face, looked everywhere, and finally found a wooden stick.

Suddenly, he picked up a wooden stick and hit the kid's foot!

"Stinky boy!"

"Hairy, huh?"

"Run, run, don't come, don't come!"

"Lose it, lose it, see if it's not a shame!"

Cheng's father's face turned red with anger, and he gasped for air.

However, what he never expected was that the surrounding onlookers pointed at him.

"How so!"

"What are you doing, beating people indiscriminately!"

"That's not how you teach your son!"

"No wonder this child is so aggrieved, it rained all morning, and it is indeed a bit miserable to be on such a father. ”

Everyone criticized and counted down, shaking their heads and sighing.

Dad Cheng was completely stunned, his mouth opened slightly, looking at the expressions and words of the onlookers accusing him, he couldn't find the north at all.

Someone even boldly said: "Child, don't be afraid, the master said that you can definitely do it, and it's okay if the family doesn't agree!"

"Yes, how old are you, eighteen years old!"

"When you become an adult, you can decide for yourself!"

Everyone talked about it: "I really don't know how to be a father, and even the right of children to pursue their ideals is stifled." ”

"That's not it, ordinary people still can't envy it, my fart kid also runs out to play every day, and I haven't seen him play a good show. ”

"Alas, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!"

Everyone sometimes sighs and is speechless, but there are really everyone these days.

Cheng Junjie shook his head with difficulty and disappointment: "Dad, I don't understand, I really don't understand." ”

"I know what you're afraid of, but my life has just begun. ”

"Sometimes you have to learn to come out and see. ”

"I heard a story about a reporter who went to the mountains to interview a farmer who raised sheep and asked them what they were raising sheep for. ”

"The farmer said he would marry a wife in order to make money. ”

The reporter asked again, what about after marrying a daughter-in-law?

"The farmer wondered why the reporter would ask such a question, and he said he wanted a child!"

The reporter asked again, what about after having a child?

"The farmer said, let the children raise sheep!"

He roared angrily and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Dad, if this is really the case, my life will be over, you know?"

"What's the point of being alive?"

"It's the same life every day, I don't see hope, I don't dare to resist or struggle. ”