What you see is what you use, keep pace with the times, and effectively capture the attention of Xia Fumeng.

"What kind of thing is drawing..."Xia Fumeng complained, but she still stared, she didn't realize that Qian Mo painted herself.

"While others are playing, this little girl has to keep learning, and the little girl is very smart and soon won many, many awards..."

Qian Mo drew as he spoke, and several trophies jumped onto the paper.

"Everyone thinks like this, and this girl is no exception, and suddenly one day, she asked herself, what is the point of working so hard? Knowing this, my father will be very happy and my mother will be very happy, so that the effort will be meaningful. ”

Qian Mo said At this time, Xia Fumeng's face had changed color.

"Shut up!"

Even a fool should hear that.

The little girl painted by Qian Mo is Xia Fumeng.

These things that she thought were hidden deeply, were directly exposed by Qian Mo like this, Xia Fumeng felt very bad, she was emotional, and wanted to stop Qian Mo.

Ke Qianmo said a word and let her sit back.

"Why are you so excited? Do you think I'm drawing you? ”

One of the psychological characteristics of juvenile crime, good face.

Sure enough, Xia Fumeng sat back again, turning his head to the side with hatred in his eyes.

"If you don't look at it, it means that you have a weak heart - oh, it turns out that our little sister who has a high IQ crime still has a weak heart?"

"I didn't!"

"Then you just keep showing me." Qian Mo's performance simply brought tears to the eyes of the other senior brothers in the room.

The junior sister is mighty, and the junior sister is domineering! Senior sister gave us a long face!

How cruel this indifferent girl is, a little girl is just messing up, and everyone can't do anything about her.

I don't know which senior brother muttered, "The wicked still need the wicked to grind." ”

It's not good, it's murderous!

Xiao Hei looked at him coldly, and took advantage of the situation to break his hand, who is the wicked person, make it clear.

"No, I mean, it's still the senior sister Gao..."

The girl thought that if she worked hard, her father would definitely reward her, right? Mother must be happy, right? Perhaps, they can spend a day with her, who knows the lonely child in the heart of this genius girl? ”

"I'm not lonely, I have money, I have money at home, I have everything!"

"I told you?" Qian Mo glanced at her and saw Xia Fumeng's clenched fist, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yesterday she lost, and today she won one again.

"But why did she do what the adults expected, but the adults disappointed her?"

Qian Mo changed the paper and continued to draw.

At this time, the style of painting is different from the cuteness just now, and it has become cold.

"No matter how much effort they try, they can't get back their attention, what they can give is money, or money, what is the use of money?"

Under the pile of banknotes was white bones, Xia Fumeng's breathing began to rapid, and Qian Mo's words were difficult for other people in the room to understand, because all she said was Xia Fumeng's innermost thoughts.

"Promise a good thing, never do it, no matter how hard you try, all you get is just an empty praise, you're so good, hehe, you can't even spend a little time with you for so long, what a ghost."

After Qian Mo finished drawing the white bones under the banknote, he suddenly made a cross on the top again.

"No, no, you have to restrain the devil in your heart, you can't do this..."

Xia Fumeng's eyes were full of confusion, yes, she had hesitated before.

Qian Mo was actually only half sure when he said this.

She wasn't sure if Xia Fumeng was born with a personality defect that caused her to be so cruel and indifferent, or if it was caused by the family environment, this sentence was actually very risky.

It seems like a simple comic book, but in fact, this is already a psychological battlefield, filled with gunsmoke, killing machine step by step!

One wrong step, and all the foreshadowing is over.

If this little girl is not an acquired influence, but a person with congenital psychological disorders and personality defects, Qianmo's words will be exposed, and the other party may come out of Qianmo's puzzle at once, and Qianmo should not have done this.

But there was an important reason for her to do so.

She lifted the piano lid yesterday and saw a cartoon sticker in an inconspicuous position in the lid.

It's a Doraemon family photo, this little cartoon makes Qianmo have a bold association, an indifferent congenital personality defect, and he shouldn't have such a great desire for family.

But judging all of them based on just one sticker is too arbitrary, so Qian Mo can be said to be very risky in making this decision, and when she observed Xia Fumeng's confused micro-expression, Qian Mo breathed a long sigh of relief.

Bet right.

This step is risky, but the effect is also amazing, she guessed correctly, Xia Fumeng is not a congenital personality disorder, it is brought by the acquired family, since this is easy to do.

"The little girl wants to suppress the devil who is becoming more and more rebellious in her heart, she suppresses her impulses, thinking that as long as she works harder, maybe one day she will meet the long-awaited family warmth, and they all say that parents are the best teachers, but why, this child has encountered the worst example of life?"

Qian Mo opened another piece of paper and drew a man who looked like a father, and threw the heart handed over by the girl to the ground, and his heart was broken.

She didn't know what was causing the child's mood to deteriorate, but from the information she overheard yesterday, she knew that it was related to her useless parents.

So vaguely use the crushing of the heart as a metaphor.

"He doesn't deserve it, they don't deserve it! What qualifies such a person to be a parent? What qualifications?! Every day, I know that I go out to drink and socialize and play with my mother, and I know that I cry and get angry with my mother when I play cards, waste, it's all waste! ”

Xia Fumeng was urged out of the truth by Qian Mo, and the mouths of the "cheerleaders" in the row behind Qian Mo all became O-shaped, junior sister Niu, how did you do this?

"But he gave you a good life, didn't he?"

"I'll go to its goodness!" Xia Fumeng swept the painting tools on the table to the ground, and Xiao Hei hurriedly stepped forward to block Qian Mo, this little thin skin and tender flesh hurt so much that it was splashed by the pen.

"My parents are hypocrites, they told me to be a downright person, to do those shady things behind my back, do you know what I saw them do? You can't imagine that my parents, yes, are private entrepreneurs who are often broadcast on local stations, and they drugged my favorite tutor right under my nose, and he slept with my tutor! ”

Xia Fumeng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

No one ever cared about her.

In the eyes of her parents, she only has those fame and fortune, and in the eyes of her parents, she is just a tool to show off to outsiders.

My daughter is 8 years old and has passed the piano level 10, the Latin dance level 10, the Olympiad champion...

Behind all this glory, does anyone see her as a person?