Chapter 8 pours out ideals

The wind outside the window was blowing quietly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Tingting sat at her desk, looking at the blue sky. Blue is always so deep and sad that people can't read the meaning behind it.

"It's ...... to go in the rain," Zhang Shaohan's familiar voice echoed throughout the room, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Chen Tingting finally calmed down, but now she was all disturbed by this broken bell. Chen Tingting reached for the mobile phone, cursing in her heart that the person had better be serious, otherwise...... Looking down, it turned out to be Zhang Lin calling. Chen Tingting's slender fingernails gently swiped the phone screen, leaving a graceful arc.

"Hey—"

"Chen Tingting, when will you go home? Do you know that Chen Jiaqi and I both want to kill you. Zhang Lin complained on the phone.

Chen Tingting looked at the small calendar under the lamp, oh my God, today is the ninth of July. In this way, I haven't been back to see my grandmother and uncle for more than a month. The high school entrance examination is over, and I should go back to visit them. But how should you face so many familiar faces and so many cordial greetings?

"Zhang Lin, I've been a little busy lately, I'll go back in a few days. ”

"I said, Miss Chen, what are you busy with, the high school entrance examination is over, the registration is over, why are you still staying in your apartment? Zhang Lin's shouts came from the phone, and it was obvious that Zhang Lin was already impatient.

"Okay, I'm hanging, goodbye. Chen Tingting didn't wait for Zhang Lin to reply, hung up the phone directly, and threw the phone on the bed casually. Chen Tingting continued to sit in front of the window and continued to look at the scenery outside the window. I don't know why, at this moment, Chen Tingting feels that the world outside the window is really strange.

Chen Tingting fell into deep thought......

Suddenly, a plate of tomatoes appeared in front of Chen Tingting's eyes. Chen Tingting came back to her senses and turned her head to see Chen Hao standing beside her, with a smile on her face. Chen Tingting frowned: "When did you come in, and you didn't know to knock on the door before entering someone else's room?"

Chen Hao knew that Chen Tingting was still angry about eating at noon.

"What are you doing here? We don't seem to have anything to talk about. When Chen Tingting saw this seemingly idiot Chen Hao, she remembered the scene where she was blamed by her parents at noon, and her heart was on fire when she thought about it.

"I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have said something like that at noon today, I hope you don't get angry. Also, I saw that you didn't have much lunch today, so I made this for you. Chen Hao's eyes focused on the plate of tomatoes.

Chen Tingting looked at the three red tomatoes on this plate, and she looked really cute. Chen Tingting couldn't help but poke the red tomato with her own hand.

"Hey, this tomato feels weird to the touch. Chen Tingting looked at Chen Hao with a puzzled expression, Chen Hao shook his thick black eyebrows, as if to say guess.

Chen Tingting looked at it for a while, then reached out and carefully held a small tomato in the palm of her hand. After a while, Chen Tingting removed the skin and flesh from the end of the tomato stalk, and the remaining tomatoes were filled with golden rice. This is so tempting, Chen Tingting couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"You did this?" Chen Tingting looked at Chen Hao in front of her in disbelief. Chen Hao nodded silently.

"I thought you were just a big bookcase, but I didn't expect you to do this. Chen Tingting looked at this plate of tomato rice in surprise.

Chen Hao smiled shallowly and said, "Fortunately, at home, I learned some fur from my grandmother." ”

Chen Tingting chewed this plate of delicious food slowly, and looked at Chen Hao happily: "I think you will open a small restaurant in the future, and the cooking is so delicious." ”

Chen Hao looked at Chen Tingting puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "Why do I want to open a restaurant?"

Chen Tingting looked at Chen Hao with a hippie smile, "You think, you have such good cooking skills, you will definitely be able to catch the appetite of others, so your business will definitely be booming." Besides, I can go to your place every day to eat new things. What's so bad?"

"A manly man, how can you stop at cooking as a goal in life?" Chen Hao replied lightly.

Chen Tingting glanced at Chen Hao with disdain, and said with a smile: "Chen Hao, then what do you want to do? Just your broken school, what major inventions do you want to make and become a pillar of the country? I think you just think about it when you are dreaming." ”

"I promised my grandfather that when I grew up, I would become a soldier and dedicate the most precious youth of my life to the country. The more Chen Hao spoke, the more serious he became.

Chen Tingting looked at Chen Hao and couldn't help laughing. There was another shrill laugh, and Chen Hao's brows couldn't help but condense together: "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Tingting finally stopped and pointed at Chen Hao's eyes. "Have you ever seen a soldier wearing these glasses, you have to know that your eyes have to be as good as mine before you can be a soldier. ”

Chen Hao seemed to understand something, nodded slightly, and then asked, "Are your eyes really good?"

Chen Tingting didn't understand what Chen Hao meant: "How can you say this?"

Chen Hao shook his head, "I just think it's ......"

Before Chen Hao finished speaking, his mother opened the door and slowly walked in, seeing Chen Hao and Chen Tingting looking at her in amazement. So, I asked, "Why are you still having a good time?" ”

"Hmm," Chen Hao nodded politely.

Mom walked up to Chen Tingting and said, "What are you talking about?"

Chen Tingting looked out the window with ignorance, "Chen Hao and I will talk about my ideal career." ”

"Really, Chen Hao, what do you want to do in the future?"

"I didn't think that when I promised my grandfather that I would be a soldier in the future. Chen Hao told the truth.

Mom hesitated for a while, "Being a soldier is very tiring, I'm afraid it's not suitable for you." ”

Chen Hao lowered his head and was silent, as if he was thinking about something.

"What about you?" said Mom, looking at Chen Tingting. Chen Tingting shook her head: "I have almost no right to choose my imaginary career anymore. I have only one way to go, and that is to engage in gardening. Chen Tingting said dejectedly.

Mom smiled and was silent. The gap between dreams and reality is so far away, every teenager has the future they desire in their hearts, but they never think that their future needs to be built with their most precious youth.

There was a crisp doorbell outside, and it seemed that Chen Hao's father had come to pick up Chen Hao.

Mother walked over and opened the door, Chen Tingting quickly took out a pen from the drawer and handed it to Chen Hao. "Your contact details?"

"What. ”。

"What are you talking about, I told you to leave your contact information. ”

Chen Hao took the pen lightly and wrote a string of Arabic numerals on Chen Tingting's palm.