Chapter 212: Xia Feng is very low-key?

Although Dong Jie said that she was here, Xia Feng still waited for Xia Hongyuan to wake up. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Hongyuan rested for the night, and his complexion looked obviously much better, obviously the same as Dong Jie, it was because of the removal of a piece of heart disease, of course, it can also be described as the opening of a heart knot.

"Okay son, you go back to rest and rest, Dad has never felt better than now."

Hearing Xia Hongyuan say this, Xia Feng didn't insist anymore, nodded and left the ward.

As soon as Xia Feng went out on the front foot, Dong Jie asked Xia Hongyuan with concern:

"Uncle Xia, are you really okay?"

"It's really okay, this time it's really thanks to Xia Feng, Uncle Xia is really happy, not only for your father's revenge on our old brothers, but also for Xia Feng's excellence.

For so many years, I've been dodging and don't even dare to live with him......"

When Xia Hongyuan said this, he didn't know if he remembered the panic he had been suffering alone all these years, and suddenly became choked up, and he didn't say anything.

"Actually, Uncle Xia, before I lived with Xia Feng, I really didn't know that Xia Feng was so good, I always thought that he was a ...... who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it as you described to me."

"Yes, you say how stupid my father is, such an excellent child, I will think that he is unlearned, and will panic that he will not achieve anything in the future, and will only eat the old book I left behind."

Hearing Xia Hongyuan's guilt-filled introspection, Dong Jie also hurriedly persuaded:

"Actually, it's no wonder that you don't know him, although you are in a city, but you don't meet many times, it's nothing more than to understand through his homeroom teacher, and most homeroom teachers judge the quality of a student by grades, so Xia Feng's grades were poor before, and the teacher naturally wouldn't say anything good."

"That's true, last time Xia Feng didn't know how to take the first place in the city, their head teacher chatted with me for more than fifteen minutes for the first time, and he was full of praise for Xia Feng.

In the past, I always went to dinner with him, and he said that he didn't have time, and after that time, he would occasionally send me a message asking if I had time to invite the two of us to dinner. ”

"Oh yes, Xia Feng also writes novels, do you know?"

Dong Jie suddenly thought of this matter at this time and asked Xia Hongyuan.

Although Xia Feng had told her not to tell Xia Hongyuan about this before, she felt that Xia Hongyuan really didn't know too much about Xia Feng, besides, this writing is a good thing, and saying it can also make Xia Hongyuan happy.

"Writing a novel? This kid has always been the first to last in his studies before, how could he write a novel. ”

Xia Hongyuan's face was full of incredulity after hearing this.

"Uncle Xia, I really have to talk about you one thing, why do you always subconsciously look down on your son?"

"Ahem...... Maybe it's because he did too many stupid things in the past, so he left me with this habit, and I didn't dare to think about the good side at all.

Did he really write a novel? What kind of novel do you write? ”

When Xia Hongyuan said this, he suddenly thought that a few days ago, Xia Feng suddenly came to him and asked him to buy the copyright of a book called "Dead Block", and recalled Xia Feng's various understandings of copyright, he suddenly began to believe that Dong Jie might not be talking nonsense.

"It's this book, it's called Death Block, and I read it very well, and it's also very popular on the website.

You see, Xia Feng's novels are on the click list, recommendation list, and even the sales list. ”

Dong Jie handed the mobile phone to Xia Hongyuan, Xia Hongyuan scratched left and right, and sure enough, he found Xia Feng's books on several rankings, although they are all at the end of the list, but even if the books on the website are not tens of millions, there must be millions, and the books written by Xia Feng can be ranked in the twelfth and thirteenth positions, which is already very revealing.

"Haha, that's amazing, my son is amazing!

Xiaojie, you can take a screenshot and send it to me in a while, I have to send it to the company group and a few of my circles, so that those people can see how good my son is.

Some of them looked down on Xia Feng's discussions, and how ignorant they were. ”

Xia Hongyuan's happiness now, if he is allowed to describe it, is a beggar who saved up for decades to save two yuan, and as a result, he won the five million jackpot after buying a lottery ticket.

His current feeling can only be said to be stronger than this situation.

Since Xia Feng went to school, although everyone didn't dare to say it in front of him, he had heard too many voices laughing at Xia Feng.

And Xia Feng is his son, and laughing at Xia Feng is tantamount to laughing at him, and it will hurt him even more.

After all, it is not a secret that Xia Feng has poor grades in school, poor popularity, and all kinds of bad deeds in his circle of friends and in the company.

Many people look at him, and the most common sentence is that as for the son raised by Xia Hongyuan, no matter how much money he makes, he will not be a loser in the future.

Other people's children, at every turn, come to a singing competition excellence award, three good students, arcane first, top ten in the year group or something, even if you don't win any awards, at least you can be a group leader in the class.

At his age, when he has passed his own comparison, most of them are compared with children, after all, the next generation is the future, and the key to whether the company can continue to be strong or rise from weakness.

But every time he heard a friend talk about a child, he would choose not to hear, or pretend to have something to leave, he felt that the figure of leaving must be very embarrassed in the eyes of those people, and it must be very funny.

So it's not that he will subconsciously look down on his son, but that he has been underestimated too many times, and he has already accepted this reality.

I don't want Xia Feng to get ahead, and I don't want Xia Feng to be good, after all, he, the father, has not fulfilled his responsibilities and just wants to leave Xia Feng with a solid future.

So few people can feel how happy and proud he is at this time.

For many people who are fantasizing about the day when a super rich biological father will suddenly appear, Xia Hongyuan can almost be said to have a super excellent son suddenly.

"Uncle Xia, I think it's good for you to know about this matter yourself, so don't talk about it, because he won't let me tell you."

"Why can't good things be said outside? And he won't let you tell me about him writing novels? ”

"Uh...... He said he was afraid that you would lose the motivation to continue making money. ”

Dong Jie said with a strange expression.

"This stinky boy is talking nonsense."

Hearing Dong Jie's answer, Xia Hongyuan couldn't help laughing.

"Uncle Xia, Xia Feng is still a high school student after all, and there are very few people who know about writing, and there must be many parents of middle school students in your circle of friends, if you let them know, it may not take a few days for the whole school to know.

I think Xia Feng probably doesn't like to be public, and likes to be low-key. ”