Chapter 42 Ding Linlang: Are you sour or not?
"Who the hell are the three of them?"
The bus was on the way back to Guangming Town, and after a short silence, Ding Linlang still couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"Sun Shaokang's friends, when I was working at KFC during the summer vacation, they went to look for me." Qian Quan did not hide it.
"What are you looking for?"
Qian Quan smiled: "I should want to give me some color to see, I didn't know why at the time, but after seeing that side with Song Xi on the Bund, I probably understood in my heart." β
"But he's already with Song Xi......" Ding Linlang was not angry, and then looked at Qian Quan again, "You haven't said anything." β
"I don't want you to worry, and the matter has been resolved at that time, they thought I had a relationship with the manager of Wanghuai Hotel, so they confessed on the spot, and they never went to me again."
"Then you just ......" Ding Linlang immediately suddenly said "So, you just deliberately explained it to them?" β
"Yes." Qian Quan looked at Ding Linlang's eyes with a frank expression, "I'm afraid that they will have scruples and dare not continue to provoke, and I, you know, have a gentle nature and don't like to take the initiative to fight with others." β
"You just beat those three men all over the ground, are you saying that you are gentle now?"
Qian Quan smiled brightly: "I mean really, according to normal logic, I should have done it directly when I first met them, but I didn't do that, and even if they didn't scold me, I probably wouldn't have had a conflict with them."
"So, they should really thank my dad and chess."
"What do you mean?"
"It was in the process of learning chess that I learned some truths from my father, which to a certain extent resolved the anger in my heart because of the increase in strength."
"Look at what you say."
Qian Quan laughed.
"But what you said later is also true, if a person's power or wealth is great enough to satisfy all his current desires, then his desires may be distorted and eventually go to the path of perversion."
Qian Quan laughed and nodded in agreement: "So when you write a new book, you can add the dialectical relationship between mentality and strength to the cultivation system, don't have the kind of person who has practiced for hundreds or thousands of years, and is so powerful that he can destroy the world, but his mentality is as naΓ―ve as a middle school boy or a rebellious girl, because he is not in love well, he shouts that he wants to pull the whole world to accompany the funeral, and the whole world recruits whoever provokes whom!" β
"I would never write that kind of protagonist."
"Well, I believe you."
The two chatted, and the bus arrived in Guangming Town.
They went home to put their luggage away, and then went to see the training course venue that was being renovated.
The venue was provided by Ding Linlang's father, Ding Li, on the third floor of their furniture store, with an area of 60 square meters, separated by three rooms, namely calligraphy and painting classes, chess classes and poetry appreciation classes, and a reading corner and rest area.
"I did a private survey, and the appreciation of calligraphy, painting and poetry is good, but chess doesn't seem to be very popular with parents nowadays, who prefer to send their children to learn Go." Qian Wenlin said, "At that time, we may have to recruit another teacher to teach Go." β
"Old money, you can learn it yourself first and then teach it." Ding Li said jokingly.
"This optical will not work, and you have to get a rank certificate, otherwise you won't be able to convince your parents."
"Then go to the test."
Ding Linlang said: "Speaking of which, I am also going to learn Go recently, and the gap between me and Qian Quan is getting bigger and bigger, and I am a little disheartened, and I want to overtake in a corner." β
"Aren't we playing backgammon and animal chess?" Money power.
"Don't talk nonsense, you just say if you dare to learn Go with me, right?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Qian Wenlin said with a smile: "Okay, then let's learn together to see who gets the rank certificate first, as long as there is an amateur level of three or four dan in Go, we can teach students in the basic class." β
When Qian Quan heard that his father was also going to learn, his tone became even more high-spirited: "No problem, learn it!" β
In the evening of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two families spent together according to tradition.
Yang Yuhua was overjoyed when she saw Ding Linlang starting to grow long hair, pulled her to look at it, and was full of praise: "It's so beautiful, it's better than those stars!" You say, which female star is as good-looking as we are? β
Qian Quan said: "Mom, the play is over." β
"Shut up!" Yang Yuhua scolded.
Ding Linlang took Yang Yuhua's arm and said, "Auntie, don't pay attention to him, he's jealous." β
"I think so."
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was harmonious, and it was obvious that the joy on the faces of the parents after the children came home kept asking about the school.
Talking about the short video that made Qian Quan popular overnight, Yang Yuhua still couldn't hide his happiness and pride: "That video can be so popular, which shows that the appearance of the stone is passable, and I see that many netizens are praising it." β
Ye Yunlan said: "With our stone appearance, it is definitely not a problem to be an Internet celebrity." β
Qian Wenlin said: "Don't mention it, Yuhua has been like a crazy demon for the past few days, she has to watch that video several times before going to bed every day, and she also goes to read other people's comments, and when she sees bad comments, she goes to reason with others, don't you want to think about it, is the Internet a place to be reasonable?" β
"Then they say my son is not good, of course I have to quarrel with them." Yang Yuhua was not convinced.
Qian Quan hurriedly continued: "Mom, just quarrel with them casually, don't take it too seriously, it's not worth it if you're so angry." β
"I know that there are some people on the Internet who specialize in scolding people, and I don't care about them." Yang Yuhua is also a senior netizen.
Then he talked about Ding Linlang joining the girls' basketball team, Qian Quan winning the chess championship and joining the drama club.
The two pairs of parents felt an indescribable relief when they saw that their children could integrate into university life so quickly and well.
There are children in the family who are just beginning to grow up.
After talking about school, we started talking about buying a car again.
Qian Wenlin's budget is about 100,000 yuan, and he basically chooses several cars from Baojun, Corolla, Geely and Leiling.
"Let's go to the 4S store first, see which one has a big discount, and shop around." Ding Li said.
"Well, I also asked my nephew, and he suggested that I buy a Corolla or Lei Ling, saying that it is relatively preserved and has less fuel consumption."
"Haha yes, didn't someone say it, driving these two cars, I didn't dare to step on the accelerator hard, for fear of drying up the fuel consumption to more than 7, and I was embarrassed to talk to people." Ding Li said with a smile.
"I'll go to Mingzhu tomorrow and talk about it, I've already asked my nephew to help me ask."
After dinner, Ding Linlang wanted to go to the stadium with Qian Quan to play ball, and wait for the moon to come out by the way.
Qian Quan immediately went to change his jersey and shoes to cheer up the basketball.
"I'll go back and change my clothes and shoes, and you go to the stadium and wait for me first." Ding Linlang said.
"Okay."
Qian Quan went to the court with the ball in his arms.
At this time, the moon had already risen, hanging quietly in the east, slowly climbing upward.
Qian Quan arrived at the court, put the ball aside, and sat on the steps on the side of the court while tightening his shoelaces while admiring the moon.
Not long after, Ding Linlang came.
I changed into sneakers and sportswear, and I looked taller.
"What are you doing, pretending to be a poet?" Ding Linlang walked up to Qian Quan and complained about his gesture of admiring the moon.
"Yes, I just felt it and recited a poem."
"Listen to it." Ding Linlang smiled, she is a literature major in a prestigious school.
Qian Quan pretended to be a gesture, his tone was not without exaggeration, he stretched out his palm, and said in a recitation tone:
"When I sat on the steps and waited for you, only the moon passed by."
Ding Linlang was stunned for three seconds and said with a smile: "Are you sour?!" β
With that, he picked up the basketball and walked towards the court.
When he turned around, he looked up at the moon with a smile on his lips.