Chapter 70 Ding Linlang: If you want to eat, first pass the level where I am small!
In Qian Quan's impression, his father is an old-fashioned intellectual, good at calligraphy, chess knowledge, fond of drinking, well-read, and concerned about national affairs......
In the process of growing up, he is also very qualified to play a serious and deep father figure.
Later, as he got older, especially after high school, his father began to try to change the way he got along with himself, no longer talking about things, no longer using a commanding tone in everything, but trying to treat himself with a relatively equal attitude.
Think of yourself as an older kid with an opinion.
In short, Qian Quan's gratitude and admiration for his father has always maintained a kind of awe, and after getting the system, these feelings not only did not fade, but strengthened.
Therefore, at this moment, when the system informed him that his father had written such a work, Qian Quan's first reaction was, impossible, absolutely impossible!
It's not that he doesn't believe in his father's talent, in fact, judging from his experience of accidentally flipping through his father's diary on his shelf, his father's writing is very strong, and things like submitting articles to magazines are completely fine.
But this subject, this subject......
Not to mention anything else, his marriage to his mother is just about to enter the 20th thought.
In addition, according to my mother's occasional revelations about my father's deeds when he was young, he did have a first love, saying that he had knitted a scarf, washed a sweatshirt, and sent water to him, but later his father missed it with her because of his studies.
In this way, the two elements are aligned, and if a new female teacher has just arrived at Dad's school recently, and she happens to be the leader of Dad, then this matter needs to be further concerned.
Qian Quan also likes it, whether it is a famous book, a bestseller or the Internet, he is involved in everything, and he is not the kind of person who can't distinguish between reality and reality.
However, Dad's work is really full of elements, or the title is too eye-catching, so he can't ignore it.
Although art is higher than life, it comes from life after all.
Shouldn't there be any such signs?
However, at present, he must not act rashly, neither directly nor implicitly, he needs to read the content of the article first and confirm the complete information before making a decision.
In this era, in order to attract attention, the title party is too popular.
For example, Qian Quan has a friend who has been deceived before, what "shocked, the nurses in the hospital are gone, and they take high-definition big pictures!" β
Click on it and take a look, it is a photo of the nurse's station in a hospital, the nurse's station is empty, there are no nurses on duty, and it is really all gone.
It can be said that it is equivalent to a fraud......
Back to Dad's work, not to mention whether he was forced to take the title party due to the pressure of the manuscript, in case it was a fictional story created by him based on other people, he was rashly exposed, and he had a posture of asking the guilt, which would inevitably put everyone in an embarrassing situation.
And according to his observations, the relationship between his parents has always been very stable, and it can even be said that he is in love and harmony, and it is likely that he was shocked by this contrasting title and thought too much.
And then there's this, this new rewardβ
The power of the pen of a best-selling author.
There was no obvious reaction in Qian Quan's mind, unlike the previous rewards for Wing Chun, basketball and driving skills, as if he had undergone some real training and transformation.
Of course, it may also be that I have just been shocked by my father's work and ignored the subtle changes in my brain.
After all, the skill of pen power belongs to a very subjective thing, belongs to the kind of silent change, according to Zhang Ailing, it is easy to accurately describe what you see and think, and there is no problem that the words do not reach the meaning and the pen does not reach the heart.
It's also easy to verify, and as long as you go back and try to write something, you will naturally see it.
In fact, since learning that Ding Linlang wrote about the Internet, Qian Quan has also had the idea of creating for a while, and has conceived many themes, martial arts, urban, fantasy, fairy and even science fiction......
I just felt that I was not ready to be perfect, so I didn't start writing for a long time.
Now that I think about it, the so-called state of perfection is a paradox of self-deception.
As long as you don't use your pen, you can always imagine that you are approaching perfection.
But because there is no substance to come out, this perfection is just a self-consoling thought, and no one can prove it.
The question is that it is still being polished, and when my work comes out, it will be amazing.
So, what is perfection?
Qian Quan now suddenly has an answer.
Start writing immediately and write the story in your head completely, and it is perfect.
An imperfect solution that is executed is better than 10 perfect solutions that will never be executed.
This change in perception may be one of the manifestations of this award.
Qian Quan packed up his thoughts and sent a message in the family group:
"Yesterday's school activities, I went to the capital, visited Tiananmen Square and the Summer Palace, but the Great Wall was not completed, so I took some time and climbed the Great Wall as a family."
After a while, my mother replied: "What are your school activities?" β
Qian Quan: "For the exchange activities of the student club, you go back and ask my dad if you want to go to the Great Wall." β
Dad quickly replied: "No problem, if you don't go to the Great Wall, you are not a hero, I have long wanted to take your mother there." β
My mother also agreed: "Let's go together when we have time, and then call Linlang and their family." β
Qian Quan: "I think so too. β
After replying to the message, most of the stones in Qian Quan's heart fell to the ground.
was laughing at himself, Ding Linlang sent a message, inexplicably giving Qian Quan an abrupt and dazzling feeling:
"Qian Quan, someone confessed to me that he was a boy."
Qian Quan: What???
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The time was moved forward by half an hour, which was almost the time point when Qianquan's high-speed train departed from Jinling South Station.
There was an incident at Fudan University in which a male student confessed to a female student in broad daylight.
The boy is from a sophomore economics major, his name is Xu Congfeng, a native of Zhonghai, his father is a surgeon in a tertiary hospital, and his mother is a bank executive.
Since college, he has only talked about two girlfriends, and both women took the initiative to chase him, and this is the first time he has taken the initiative to confess to a girl.
As for the girl who was accused of Bai, it was Ding Linlang.
"Before I met her, I didn't believe in love at first sight, but since I saw you typing seriously on the computer in the library, I fell for a moment, and it was as if the flowers of the whole world were all in full bloom at that moment.
"This is the first time I have such a wonderful feeling for a girl since I grew up, I don't expect you to accept me immediately and be my girlfriend, I hope you can give me a chance to invite you to dinner and accompany you shopping."
Xu Congfeng's careful confession was not untrue, he did meet Ding Linlang for the first time in the library, and he was indeed amazed by Ding Linlang's super high appearance and cold temperament.
Then I took a photo and inquired about Ding Linlang's class information, so I planned this confession.
"Sorry, I don't believe in love at first sight, and I already have someone to eat and shop with, so don't waste time with me."
"Are you saying you already have a boyfriend?" Xu Congfeng did not flinch.
"Nope."
"Then I'll have a chance."
"You don't."
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?" Xu Congfeng smiled confidently, "I won't hit the south wall and won't look back." β
Ding Linlang thought for a while and said, "If you want to invite me to dinner, it's okay, pass me first." β
Xu Congfeng saw that her tone was loose, and hurriedly said, "No problem, what's the matter?" β
Ding Linlang said: "Chess, basketball or heads-up, pick any one, as long as you win him, we can talk about eating." β
Xu Congfeng: Is "......" so specific?
And after Ding Linlang finished speaking, he sent that message to Qian Quan.
(End of chapter)