Dong's mother was speechless, recalling the past, when facing Dong Yuan's request, her first words were always "no", "no" and something like "no", how many times did she understand the back of the request?

It seems like not a few times.

Lin Yunjue: "People always say that spiritual food is better than survival food, and the final sound is equivalent to Dong Yuan's spiritual food, if you take away his spiritual food, what else can he eat?" Hunger is terrible, and the feeling of spiritual emptiness is equally terrible. When people live in the world, they must have faith in their hearts, support, encourage, and curb them on the road of life. There are many kinds of beliefs here, including countries, religions, cultures, relatives, things, and so on. ”

Mother Dong: "Hehe, what you said seems to make a lot of sense, but what's the use of you telling me a middle-aged man?" You might as well tell me how to do it. ”

Lin Yunjue nodded with a smile and said, "It seems that Auntie, you can still listen a little bit." As for how to do it. In order to domesticate an animal, humans will tempt it with food, and now why can't you parents think of that? Always beat it to death first, why can't you make a fuss about your child's hobbies? ”

It was as if there was a light that quickly passed through Dong's mother's head.

Dong's mother couldn't turn her head for a while, a little understood, and a little didn't understand.

Dong's mother: "Do you want to support him to buy figures?" ”

Lin Yunjue suddenly realized: "Sure enough, the IQ of parents plays a key role in children, no wonder Dong Yuan's academic performance is so poor." ”

Dong's mother was silent. I thought to myself: Wouldn't this person respect his elders?

Lin Yunjue seemed to have guessed what Dong's mother was thinking, and laughed shamelessly.

After all, what kind of words to treat anyone, what this mother did was not worthy of Lin Yunjue's respect.

The two of them were in a state of talking while walking, and unconsciously came to a certain place.

In fact, it was the road led by Lin Yunjue.

"If I had a way to reconcile you and your son, what would you do?" Lin Yunjue stopped and asked with a smile.

"What's the solution?" Dong's mother replied quickly and worked very hard to seize this opportunity. To be honest, after listening to Lin Yunjue's words, she regretted it a little, she knew that she should have confiscated the figure first, and maybe the situation would be better, unlike now, she didn't know how to face her children.

"You have to promise me first, if Dong Yuan likes something in the future, even if you don't like it, don't deliberately slander, you will only refuse, you must communicate well with the child first."

"Okay, I promise you." Mother Dong readily agreed, and seemed to have been prepared for this a long time ago.

"By the way, you must control your emotions, don't be angry all the time, don't talk about everything, it's easy to be disgusted, to be honest, you were really dangerous at the concert."

"......" Dong's mother was silent.

"Also, be tolerant of your children, you are a reasonable parent, try to say as well as you can say well, don't beat or scold at every turn. This is very detrimental to Dong Yuan's growth. ”

“……”

"And there's more...... Alas, Dong Yuan's mother, why are you crying? ”

Dong's mother cried silently, and her originally weather-beaten face looked even older.

Since the death of the child's father, his eyes seem to have dried up, and he almost forgot what it was like to cry, except for the unexpected concert.

Are you really wrong? Did you put too much pressure on Dong Yuan to make him so dissatisfied with me as a mother, yes, he was just a child, and he lost his father at such a young age...... Maybe, maybe, I was really wrong.

Dong's mother wiped her tears with her sleeves, not wanting to embarrass herself too much.

Lin Yunjue silently turned his head and pretended not to see it, and said secretly in his heart: It's not a mother and son, even the action of wiping tears is so similar.

Not far ahead, Lin Yunjue's destination.

Comic Con.

……

"Brother Jue said that he would call someone to pick us up from the drawing board, it can't be him, right?" Twilight, who was not far away, pointed to the drawing board and said to Yang Xuan.

Next to the drawing board, a strange man is carefully admiring the work. If Dong Yuan was there, he would find out that it was a strange man who asked him a question that day.

Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't know, did Brother Jue say who was going to pick it up?" ”

"I didn't reveal anything, saying that I would know if I ran into it." Twilight's mood was a little low, and she hadn't recovered from last night's events.

"By the way, are we going to prepare a birthday gift for Dong Yuan?" Yang Xuan said suddenly.

"Brother Jue said that the gift is not in a hurry, meet with the connector first, and then she will help."

"Okay." Yang Xuan felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Let's go and ask if that person is it." ”

"Yes."

The warlock once again sighed at the perfection of this picture of the finale on the river, and this is the first time that I don't know how many times I have praised it.

According to the client, this is the one named Tang Duli who painted it. Alas, what a beautiful painting, but also bring a lovely charm, the person who painted it should also have a naughty character.

It's a pity that I can't live today.

The warlock shook his head with a sigh and retracted his gaze, opening the map on his phone and the photos of the two men.

Those two people seem to be staying in a hotel, where are they, let me see...... Over here.

The warlock happily put his phone away. Not bad, two college students, this can increase the value a lot, and you can blow it in front of your peers for a while. Thinking of the envious eyes of his peers, the warlock couldn't help but laugh vanityly.

The college students of this year are all devils trained by Linkacofer, especially those who specialize in supernatural abilities. But those who have not yet entered school are different, only superficially glorious, but it is because of these people that there is hope for the future of the world.

Although I really want to go to university, there is no hope in this life, and the warlock is locked out forever because of his age. Although the path of the killer is very dangerous, it is the easiest place to improve your strength.

Let's go, get to work.

The warlock came back to his senses in an instant, and then saw the two of them walking towards him.

Hey? Came to me? Say hello to me? It's not like I'm here to take revenge...... Wait, why are these two people so familiar, as if they have just seen ......

A sneer appeared on the warlock's lips.

It's good that I sent it to the door myself, so I will give you a good time.

The two of them were getting closer and closer to the warlock.

"Hey! Excuse me, are you someone sent by Lin Yunjue? Twilight beckoned and shouted.

The warlock just nodded. I'm not good at acting, and I don't need to act.

He firmly believes that it is easier to die if you talk too much.

"That's you, so where are we going now?" Twilight stopped in her usual tone.

Yang Xuan also stopped.

Because they saw the warlock holding a leaf in his hand, a looming sense of crisis stimulated the nerves of the two of them.

The leaves were covered with intricate and mysterious runes, densely emitting a faint white light. Suddenly, the leaves feathered into pieces of space and dissipated into the warlock's hands.

A huge semicircle enveloped the three of them.

"To hell, of course."

Storage Formation, Isolation Formation.

B-class ability, phantom array.