Chapter 52 [Eat More Salt Than You Eat]

Liuyuanli Street.

The fan hanging from the roof of the gear repair gear swayed and turned.

The smell of motor oil permeated the store, but for them they were used to it.

Finally, it was half past seven in the evening.

They began to pack up their things and rest, take a shower and eat.

Although it is said that there will be business in the evening, if you are not in a hurry, you will almost always keep it for tomorrow.

When a family of three was preparing to eat.

Cheng Junjie hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Dad, I want to play." ”

After such a sentence, the dinner table instantly fell into an eerie silence.

His father's brows furrowed, and he was stunned: "Didn't you just ask a friend to fight two days ago?"

Although it is said that when the other party was young, he skipped school because of playing, but after all, he is already so old, so he is not so sensitive now.

Cheng Junjie was embarrassed: "I mean, I want to try to make money by playing. ”

Hearing this, Cheng's father immediately laughed, shook his head and said, "Can you still make money by playing?"

Cheng's mother sighed and said, "Do you want to participate in those street races?"

Cheng Junjie hesitated for a moment, he also knew that this kind of thing was a bit ridiculous, so that he couldn't open his mouth all day.

"I mean, I want to see if I can play professionally!"

"Today I found a fortune teller, who is said to be very accurate, and he said that I have a good talent and should not waste it. ”

The words fell.

Click.

The chopsticks fell to the table.

Cheng's mother asked in disbelief, "Fortune telling?"

Father Cheng even showed a somewhat mocking smile, shook his head and said, "You are young, what kind of fate is it, just listen to that thing." ”

Cheng Junjie lowered his head and muttered, "I want to try, he said he can help me." ”

"Help?"

Cheng's mother asked with some concern, "Is it the fortune teller?!"

She looked extremely worried, and the fortune teller calculated that the child had a talent for playing ball, and said that he could take the initiative to help.

If you want to say that there is no cat, she doesn't believe it!

"No, it's not Dad who hit you!" his father said with a serious face: "Do you know how many liars there are out there now? ”

"That's fine, I'm not the stubborn kind of person. “

"You said that you are so dignified and went to fortune telling, your father eats more salt than you eat, this matter does not need to be discussed, it is impossible!"

The tone and attitude are so resolute that it makes people die.

The atmosphere fell silent in an instant.

Cheng Junjie gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his head and said, "Dad, I know it's ridiculous, I also know it's ridiculous, and I also know that it may be a liar." ”

His eyes were slightly red, and then he choked up, "But what if it's true." ”

"And the master said that I should think about it carefully, and he didn't ask me for money, he said that he would give me a contract agreement or something. ”

Cheng Junjie couldn't help but tears fell, he swallowed a mouthful of water and said: "Dad, didn't you say it? ”

"Yes, I'm not at that level right now. ”

"But I do play better than everyone else, why do I like playing so much?"

"It's just that everyone thinks I'm good, I'm talented, and everyone likes to be in a team with me. ”

He clenched his fists slightly and said, "If you think that your worries are fake, you can go with me when the time comes, that's what he said." ”

As a teenager, he rarely dared to speak to his parents like that, but this time he had to.

The husband and wife glanced at each other, and their expressions were very complicated and worried.

They know what the kid likes, they know what the other person is thinking, and the more they do it, the easier it is to be deceived.

Cheng's mother couldn't eat, she shook her head and sighed: "You just can't be down-to-earth, how can it be so easy to be a professional player." ”

"You have to stand out from a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, even tens of millions. ”

Cheng Junjie cried in a choked voice: "Mom, I beg you, Mom, just this once!"

"Just this time, I really want to try. ”

He gasped for breath and choked up and sobbed, "I know, I know it's hard, and I know it's fake, but if I miss this opportunity, I'll regret it for the rest of my life." ”

His nose was sour, he couldn't stop the tears from flowing wildly, lowered his head and pressed his throat and said, "If it's fake this time, I'm ...... I'll ...... later!"

"Never play again!"

When Cheng Junjie said this, he couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, but even so, the tears kept coming out of his eyes.

He didn't know how long he had endured it, how long he had been looking forward to it, how many times he had fantasized about it.

He knew he was headstrong, and he was gambling on something that didn't matter at all.

But there is no other option.

Sometimes that's it, you don't open up, you don't have the courage to speak, you don't even dare to try, you never succeed.

The atmosphere was incomparably heavy at this moment.

"If I say no, I can't!" Cheng's father resolutely vetoed, in his opinion, this is simply a joke.

I'm afraid that if it spreads, people will laugh at it.

The words of a fortune teller are a little bit more than that.

Really, seriously.

Cheng Junjie wiped a handful of tears, picked up the rice bowl very strongly, and then picked up the dishes and ate them.

He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.

However, even so.

I still can't help crying while eating, which makes people very sad.

Cheng's mother seemed to have something choked in her throat, and what he wanted to say became difficult to say at this moment, and finally sighed helplessly and persuaded her: "Why don't you let him try it!"

"What to try, this is clearly a coaxing child. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Junjie suddenly sobbed again and sniffed.

As soon as he put down the dishes and chopsticks, he slammed the door shut.

Lock yourself in your room.

……

Night.

Silently.

The lights in the room have been turned off.

However, Cheng Junjie couldn't sleep at all, there were too many things that happened to him this day.

There was a mess in my heart, some hesitation, and some worry and fear.

He didn't know exactly what it would be, but he had decided.

If Mom and Dad don't go, go by yourself.

Make your own decisions about your own life.

He couldn't sleep all night, so he took his mobile phone and swiped Weibo, looking at the messages of netizens in the Weibo of "Ask Tiange", and read them one by one.

Until late at night, I don't know what time it is, and I still don't feel tired.

It seems that every word of those comments is his spiritual support.