"It's okay to have a product. "Brother Mao seems to be very interested.

Sun Suhe, of course, actively cheered, and he asked, "What is a born hero?"

"Born heroes are characters in epic mythology, they are born with the fate of heroes, they are born with great divine powers, such as Hercules, such as Prometheus, such as Achilles...... They are born for heroes, and they do what they do. ”

"Brother Mao, why do you know about Greek mythology, and how do you know this?" Sun Suhe was very curious about this, and lost no time in asking.

Why Brother Mao has his own consciousness and where does his knowledge come from, these questions have been buried in Sun Suhe's heart for a long time. Alice was also confused about this. She had studied many treatises on poetic talent, but I wondered if it was because of the fact that such phenomena had not yet been solved, or because what she could read was not the most cutting-edge results, and she could not find an answer anyway. Sun Suhe tried to ask Brother Mao himself, but Brother Mao always ignored him, and he couldn't ask why. This time, Brother Mao opened the conversation, and Sun Suhe naturally took this opportunity to ask.

"I don't know why I know this, but I did. I can't say why. ”

Although this answer is not unexpected, Sun Suhe still has some disappointed expectations, forget it, don't care about this for now. Sun Suhe then asked, "Then what is a professional hero?"

"Heroes of the profession are heroes who are created because of their professional positions and noble professional beliefs, such as soldiers, such as policemen, such as firefighters......"

"I see. Sun Suhe nodded and said, "What do you mean by a mortal hero?"

"To mortals, heroes are respectable and somewhat formidable abstract figures. In the legend, on the screen, there are people from another world, there is no firewood, rice, oil and salt, only singing and crying. The vast majority of mortals never want to be heroes, but because of fate or chance, mortals are sometimes forced to face a moment of sudden decision. ”

"It may be a turning point in history, or it may be the righteousness of one person, no matter how big or small, when a mortal realizes that there is no one else who can take on or is willing to complete the task that must be completed, he can choose to hold his breath and continue to be a mortal in peace, or he can resolutely walk barefoot on the thorny road and complete the task that must be completed even if the blood is shed. ”

Brother Mao said excitedly: "Mortals have no legendary fate, no innate divine power, and no lofty professional beliefs, no one will expect him, even if he is afraid to escape, it is normal." But because of the impulse of the moment, the courage of blood, or some kind of noble inspiration in the heart, mortals have the courage to be benevolent, and then seek benevolence, this is the heroic act. Those who have this courage are heroes. ”

"Although you are very weak, vain, and not worth mentioning, you have this courage in your heart, you have this nobility, and it is natural to praise you as a hero. ”

"Brother Mao, thank you. Sun Suhe's pupils reflected the bright morning sun, he blushed a little, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Thank you for making me feel like a better person, hey, it's embarrassing...... Also, it goes without saying that it's very weak or something. ”

Sun Suhe waved his hand, and the chessboard and seat turned into countless green light particles and dissipated with the wind. He turned around and walked home, all the nearby residents were evacuated by the 22nd Bureau, and there was no place to buy breakfast, but there was Lao Cai, a big foodie, and he should be able to eat a good breakfast with the materials at home.

Alice, Cai Xunru and Cheng Zitong stood at the door of the living room waiting for Sun Suhe.

"Ah, the hero is back. Alice said with a smile.

Sun Suhe's face was hot, and he said embarrassedly: "Don't laugh at me, I'm working hard." ”

"No jokes about you. Alice smiled and punched Sun Suhe in the chest, "Good job." ”

"Cheng Zitong, your mother is fine. However, Lao Yu said that it may take a day or two to completely eliminate the influence of brainwashing, so be patient a little. Sun Su patted Cheng Zitong's shoulder, fulfilling his promise to this child, making him feel relaxed.

"Well, I know, Chen Jianming has shown me a live video of my mother. Cheng Zitong's eyes turned red as he spoke, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Don't, don't cry......" Sun Suhe was suddenly a little at a loss.

Cheng Zitong bowed deeply and said with a crying voice: "Thank you, Mr. Suhe, thank you, Alice." ”

"Needless to say, thank you. Alice hugged Cheng Zitong, who couldn't cry and laugh, and helped her wipe away her tears while caressing her back, "If you miss your mother, you can make a video call with her or something." Just let Chen Jianming help you transfer it. ”

"What about Little Bear and Master Tanuki?" asked Sun Suhe.

Alice said, "The bear is still sleeping, and I don't want to disturb her dreams, so I sent her to my room." The old man also nestled beside her and fell asleep. ”

Sun Suhe pressed his stomach and looked at Cai Xunru, "Old Cai, I'm hungry." ”

"I'm hungry too. Alice said.

"I'm hungry too. Cheng Zitong shouted so happily for the first time in these days.

"No problem. Cai Xunru laughed, "But be careful, don't swallow your tongue too." ”

"Is it so powerful? As soon as you say it, my saliva comes out. ”

Gourmets are at least half a chef, and although Cai Xunru is not a chef, he also eats with good skills. A few small dishes were simply rectified, and the white porridge with just the right heat was already praised by everyone.

Sun Suhe drank the porridge and suddenly remembered something, and he asked in his heart: "By the way, Brother Mao, didn't you say before that you wanted to see the possibility on me or something, how about it, give me a few points?

"No!" Brother Mao replied neatly without thinking.

"Brother Mao, weren't you still praising me just now, do you want to answer so simply...... Hey, forget it, I knew you would say that, it's so stingy, a little bit. ”

Brother Mao couldn't hear Sun Suhe's complaints, and continued to say slowly and logically in his usual flat tone: "As for scoring, I'll give you 59 points on a 100-point system." ”

"Isn't this even a passing grade? Brother Mao, you are a little too strict, but you still have a score of 59, you are absolutely deliberate, you are very funny. ”

"It's not bad taste, it's my serious judgment. If one day you can take that step, I will consider giving you a passing grade. ”

"What do you mean?" asked Sun Suhe, puzzled.

"Don't ask me, just ask yourself. ”