Lin Zimo was angry in his heart after being reprimanded by the head teacher, he wanted to stay in this empty playground and be quiet, but the head teacher came to call himself again after a while, Lin Zimo glanced at the head teacher with disgust as if he had seen an enemy, He Fan on the side patted Lin Zimo's shoulder, and then hooked Lin Zimo's shoulder and walked to the head teacher's office.

As soon as he walked to the door of the head teacher's office, Lin Zimo saw a familiar back, that back Lin Zimo was more familiar than anyone else, because the back was his father Lin Zhendong, Lin Zimo glanced at the head teacher, who did he invite to invite his father, Lin Zimo can be said to be a little afraid of his father and not take this father in his eyes at all.

"Dad." Lin Zimo shouted behind his father Lin Zhendong.

"Stinky boy, what did you do to me again? The wings are stiff, aren't they? Can you fly, right? Lin Zhendong heard his son Lin Zimo's voice and immediately turned around, regardless of whether it was a scolding or scolding.

Lin Zimo listened to his father's scolding helplessly, looking at the father in front of him who was dressed and dressed very foreignly, but his father had a traditional Chinese feudal thought in his head, as long as the head teacher invited him, he would first scold him without asking why, and then on the way home, Lin Zhendong talked about some strange Chinese feudal thoughts, "Study hard, there will be a way out." "You have to do well in the high school entrance examination now, and you will have success in the future." "Reading is the way out." "Study hard to get into college, so that you won't work as hard as my dad when I come out."

Lin Zimo usually listens to his father Lin Zhendong talk about these feudal ideologies, just like Tang Seng reciting the mantra of Sun Wukong's head is about to explode, Lin Zimo can't understand why he must study to have a way out, "360 lines, the line is the champion", hasn't his father heard of it? Why do you want to die studying, Lin Zimo feels that he was not born to study, but he can't understand why his father has to go to high school and college by himself, Lin Zimo wonders why every parent's concept is that if you go to a good high school, you will go to a good university as a matter of course, and after you come out, you will naturally get a high-paying job, but is this realistic? Now college students and doctors are running all over the place, and no matter how high their academic qualifications are, they are still empty shells without money.

"Let's get rid of it!" The head teacher walked up to the comforting road.

"He Fan, you go back to the classroom first, I'll be looking for you later." The head teacher said to He Fan, who was standing next to Lin Zimo.

He Fan nodded to the head teacher, patted Lin Zimo's shoulder and walked out of the head teacher's office, only Lin Zimo, Lin Zhendong's father and son, and Lin Zimo's head teacher were left in the head teacher's office.

"Lin Zimo, tell me what you think in the future!" The head teacher opened the topic.

"I want to take a leave of absence." Lin Zimo glanced at his father, looked at the head teacher with a serious face, and said.

"No, what can you do when you take a leave of absence? You don't study anymore when you're old, you won't have a future in the future! Lin Zhendong heard his son say that he was going to suspend school, and he was angry and pointed at Lin Zimo and said.

"Suspension of school, why is it related to my future, why is it that suspension of school becomes not studying?" Lin Zimo's anger also came up at once, and he refuted his father's crooked reasoning in one breath.

"Does it make a difference?" Lin Zhendong sighed and said with some excitement.

"It's a big difference." Lin Zimo didn't care whether the one in front of him was his own Lao Tzu or not, and retorted loudly.

"Stop, stop, stop arguing, it's not a problem to go on like this." The head teacher saw that the two fathers and sons were arguing more and more, so he stood in the middle of the two and comforted.

Lin Zimo glanced at his father who was not carved with rotten wood and sighed, then looked at the head teacher, and didn't know what the head teacher was going to talk about, hoping that the head teacher could stand by his side, but this seemed unlikely.

"Lin Zimo's father, why don't you let Lin Zimo take a week off from school first to see if he can support himself with his own hands?" Seeing that neither of them would back down, the head teacher proposed.

"Nope." As soon as the head teacher's words came out, Lin Zhendong refused.

"Why? Why not? Lin Zimo was a little annoyed with this father and asked loudly.

"Stay here and get into a good high school, that's your priority now." Lin Zhendong didn't know where to move out of the crooked theory.

Lin Zimo was speechless for a while, how could he have such a rigid father? His rigid father always likes to teach himself a lesson from his previous things, why did he not study hard at the beginning, he came out to work hard before graduating from junior high school, and worked hard for decades to have today's achievements, Lin Zimo's father did not study hard, so he added the idea of studying his head, why do you need to let the next generation help you complete what you haven't done? My father always likes to "study hard and get into a good school." Hang on your lips and teach Lin Zimo a lesson.

What age is this? In the 21st century, it is no longer the era of their post-70s and post-80s, reading in their era is indeed very useful, but now in the 21st century, college students and postdoctoral fellows are running all over the place, reading and reading is also a waste of youth, and the more books you read, the more old-fashioned and rigid the thinking will be more and more rigid and derailed from the times, and in this money society, people can choose many different paths, do not just think that reading has a way out, no matter how much you read, just stop in moderation, the current Chinese education is so failed, After graduating from junior high school, go to a vocational school, the diploma is a decoration, and those who come out to start a business after reading a technical school, the secondary diploma is not a free and easy life without worry, and the craft is in hand and are afraid of not having food?

"Lin Zimo, just do what your father says." The head teacher didn't want any students to leave in these last months, echoed.

"Zimo, you can stay here for the rest of the months!" Lin Zhendong had pleading in his eyes and persuaded hard.

After staying here for the remaining months, Lin Zimo didn't want to, but his ass couldn't sit at all, he was still a little sitting, and he was about to graduate Lin Zimo's ass was unstable, not to mention whether his ass could sit or not, Lin Zimo's heart was no longer in school, and his heart had long stayed in the outside world, Lin Zimo felt that he was probably out of place because of the tense review atmosphere here.

"I could stay here for a few months, but I won't go to high school after graduation, I'm going to technical school." Lin Zimo deliberately aggravated the tone of the second half of the sentence, and said to Lin Zhendong without concession.

"If you don't go to high school, what can you do if you come out of technical school?" Lin Zhendong was a little unhappy when he heard his son's words, and asked rhetorically.

Why are so many parents reluctant to let their children go to secondary vocational schools to learn a craft that can support themselves, regardless of whether their children's grades are good or not, they are willing to go to high school and send their children to high school, and then the college entrance examination is a matter of course to enter the hall of the university, for those junior high school students who have just graduated with bad grades should choose to study in a technical school, you can't stay in high school, and sooner or later you will have to drop out.

"I can't communicate with you, you are rotten wood that cannot be carved!" Lin Zimo couldn't find any rebuttal for a while, and said a little angrily.

Lin Zimo really wants to go to the hospital with this father to do a paternity test now to see if he is his biological son, this father has been demanding of himself since he was a child, and no matter what he does, the first person to oppose is him, there has long been an insurmountable generation gap between Lin Zimo and his father Lin Zhendong, and Lin Zhendong has tried to cross this generation gap but he can't do it.

"Zimo, you have to know that everything I do is for your good!" Lin Zhendong sighed deeply and said a little sadly.

Everything is for my good, I shouldn't do everything against myself, Lin Zimo knows that his father eats more salt than he eats, and crosses more bridges than he walks, but this does not mean that he must follow the path arranged by his father, he is not his father's chess piece, let alone the chess player in this game of his life, so it is impossible for him to go down step by step according to the road arranged by his father.

Our youth, we call the shots! Instead of our parents making the decisions, we are not three-year-olds who have no ability to distinguish between right and wrong, so why should we let our parents take the helm of our youth? After graduating from high school, it is natural to enter college, and after graduating from college, I go to work in the unit arranged by my parents, most parents in Chinese families almost think like this, how good it is in the eyes of others! But did our parents ask us how we felt? Did you ask us what we wanted to do? The answer is no! We also want to be idealistic, we also have our own path to follow, why do we have to follow their path, just because they are the parents who gave birth to us and raised us?

"If you agree to my terms, I will stay with peace of mind." Lin Zimo did not back down and said firmly.

"Okay." Lin Zhendong hesitated for a while before reluctantly agreeing.

"That's okay, there's nothing to do now, Lin Zimo, you can go back to class first!" The head teacher saw that Lin Zimo had reached an agreement with his father, and said with a smile.

Lin Zimo didn't want to stay here for a long time, because there was a thousand-year-old immortal old rotten wood here, and it was uncomfortable to look at the thousand-year-old immortal old rotten wood, which was also the reason why Lin Zimo often didn't go home at night and played outside all night.

Lin Zimo didn't know where to go for a while? I can only climb up to the classroom on the fifth floor first, the classroom is on the fifth floor to the left of the staircase, Lin Zimo wanted to enter from the back, but the back was detained from the inside, Lin Zimo didn't want to knock on the door to affect others in class, so he simply walked to the front door, the English teacher was writing something on the platform, and Lin Zimo swaggered in without reporting.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I looked back at the two rows of people in the back of the room, all of whom buried their heads on the desks full of thick books, and at first glance they were not writing, they were obviously lowering their heads to play mobile games, and a few of them were more leisurely and watching movies with headphones, Lin Zimo was not surprised by these people, because his class state was similar to them!

Lin Zimo returned to his position and sat down, took out a critical novel from the drawer of the desk and read it, and after a while, the smell of fermented garbage filled Lin Zimo's entire nostrils, Lin Zimo hurriedly covered his nose with his hand and looked at the utility room behind him, there were all kinds of garbage on the ground, and there were a few small mosquitoes flying on the garbage, and the most hateful thing was that these garbage were scattered and disgusting.

", who didn't take out the garbage today?" Lin Zimo covered his nose and burst into a foul mouth.

The eyes of the whole class looked at Lin Zimo, and Lin Zimo replied to them with a cold look angrily, and they all fucking looked at Lao Tzu with birds, first clean up the garbage in the utility room, and then look at Lao Tzu.

"Exam, what are you yelling about?" The English teacher who was writing on the podium stood up, glanced at Lin Zimo in disgust, and said angrily.

Lin Zimo smelled the stench emitted by the garbage in the utility room behind him, and then he saw the English teacher with a bit of a posture with a tense face, and said angrily that he was very uncomfortable as soon as Lin Zimo came back, and not long after he came back, the English teacher who looked down on people looked at himself again, Lin Zimo's heart was even more unbalanced, and his anger broke out at any time.

"I'm yelling at your uncle!" Lin Zimo's eyes widened, and he scolded viciously.

"Get out!" The English teacher on the podium pointed out the door and said angrily.

"Hmph, why don't you jump from the fifth floor! Please fucking speak civilly, don't forget that you say the people's teacher! Go out, go out, why do you tell me to get out? Lin Zimo didn't laugh angrily.

"Hahahahaha.................." A laugh resounded throughout the class, and Lin Zimo left the classroom in laughter.