presumptuous

They entered the studio, and it was pitch black inside. After a while, all the lights came on and it was dazzling.

The father and son looked at each other with disgust, and turned their heads to look elsewhere.

"Which program is Feng Yue on?" Feng Jiuwang asked.

Chen Fangmei replied: "The eighth."

Feng Chen hit the nail on the head: "You just talk to the elders like this, do you know how to be polite?"

"Okay, he's not a child, so don't worry about him like Feng Yue."

Surrounded by parents, some with children, Feng Zhuwang looked down at his phone after taking his seat.Feng Chen looked at him from left to right, and always wanted to stab him with words. He looked in his direction several times in a row, but he didn't give him any leeway, and kept his head down.

The incident of skipping class seemed to be exposed. Wu Haofei sent a message saying to ask him to ask for blessings. At this time, there were still 10 minutes before the end of get out of class.In the class group, there are people who don't have eyesight and direct @他问人呀.

Yu also chatted with him privately in a blink of an eye and asked: [Did you not go to class? ]

Feng Juwang stared blankly at the dialogue box for a few seconds. He didn't know what to say or how to say it. According to his previous style, he simply withdrew instead of pretending to be dead. But the opposite was Yu Huan. After thinking about it, he was still dry. A "hmm" came back.

It's better not to go back.

Yu Huan: [Where are you now? ]

He probably thought that Feng Jiuwang skipped class again to go somewhere to play. It's not that he didn't do it in his freshman year, but the two of them didn't know each other well at that time, and Yu was still a mentor, so he also mentioned this problem during the meeting.

He still remembered where Feng Juwang was sitting at that time, his hair hadn't been dyed back to black, and it wasn't as short as it is now, and he looked tall even when he was sitting improperly, with a bluetooth headset plugged into one ear.He saw it but didn't point it out, with a gentle smile on his face all the time, no matter whether they listened or not, anyway, he brought his words with him.

But it's different now. I have a deep impression of Feng Jiuwang, and I always feel that I can't turn a blind eye to it and let it go. Besides, that boy is not so hopeless, except that he has a surly personality and always likes to poke people's pain... ... also has advantages.

So what are the advantages?

But being smart doesn't have to be right.

Strong observation ability.

He can always detect details that ordinary people can't see... such as some things about him.

It seems that there are some flaws in Feng Zhuwang's advantages.

Life is not easy, Yu sighed.

Although many people are persuading him, there is no need to be so serious about some things. You have given so much to this group of students, and they will not only not appreciate it, but also hate you. This is a university, not a middle school, so there is no need to do things well. Meticulous and comprehensive.

But Yu is still a fool, otherwise he wouldn't be fooled around by one of his students. He always wants to do things better and better. It doesn't matter how those students think of him, what he wants to do It's another matter.

He set rules for himself, and he had to follow the rules and try his best to do his best.

Even Qi Shi, who works far away abroad, scolded him: "Yu, please be sober, your good temper will be bullied everywhere, isn't it enough that you were bullied by scum when you were in school? Help the little bastard bully? You are already 27, don't be so naive."

Is this naive?Yu is not very clear yet, he also understands the basics of the world, and he knows everything about what kind of smiling face and what kind of words should be put on the leader's boss.It's just that many times he will feel tired, unable to be his true self, often with a hypocritical smirk, and will get tired of looking in the mirror.

He is like cotton with a rotten core, exuding a rotten smell from the inside, it is better for others to stay far away, but once they get close, they will definitely dislike his rottenness.

In contrast, although Feng Jiuwang is terrible in every aspect, if he hates it, he will directly say that he hates it, and if he doesn't like it, he will act as if he doesn't like it. When he hated Yu Huan in his freshman year, he just walked around him. Not a word of polite greeting.

That kind of truth is subconsciously disgusting-how can there be such a bad person, who doesn't even cover up.What about the basic politeness as a human being, what about the most instinctive hypocrisy of a human being?

Most human beings are hypocritical animals, they cannot accept such truth.

The same is true for Yu Huan, when Feng Jiuwang pointed out his situation bluntly at first, he felt ashamed and hated this half-grown boy.

But at the same time, Feng Jiuwang's character is very reassuring.

If one day he hates him, the boy will definitely show it right away, and won't make Yu try his best to guess, let alone cover up...

Yu still thought about it so much, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Feng Jiuwang had given him a list of addresses, which were a certain theater in the city center.

Yu Huan: [Why are you here? ]

Feng Jiuwang: [My sister has a show. ]

Yu was still relieved, and immediately typed: [Then do you need to skip class? ! ]

Feng Jiuwang: [Brother, you lose your temper so much. ]

Yu Huan: [I didn't lose my temper, but it's wrong for you to skip class without saying a word. If you explain the reason, as long as the reason is justified, can I not give you a fake? ]

Feng Juwang: [Is that so? ]

Yu Huan: [Isn't that so? ]

Feng Jiuwang: [Then I was wrong, bro, don't be angry. ]

[It’s been said that I’m not angry, how can I have such a big temper? ]

Yu still doesn't know why the boy's tone becomes soft when he chats, like a wolf cub who hasn't been weaned.

Here Feng Juwang typed expressionlessly, his mood seemed to be a little better, and the corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile.

Yu was still admonishing him again, saying that he would not forgive him this time, and that he would be marked as absent from class. At the end of the semester, he asked him to ask for blessings, and he obediently replied "Yes".

Teacher Yu taught others with the gentleness of teaching, which made people think of the "bear humming" emoji all the time. Feng Jiuwang couldn't help but sent him one, and there was also a reply.

It is obviously the same emoticon package, but the effect seems to be different for different people.

The little bear hummed twice naively, as if Yu Huan also hummed softly twice.

Chen Fangmei noticed a smile in his eyes, and asked inappropriately: "Are you chatting with your girlfriend?"

Feng Juwang's smile faded, and he looked back at the woman without answering.

Chen Fangmei was a little embarrassed, but Feng Chen didn't see it. He felt that he had room to speak, and said sarcastically, "What kind of girlfriend can he have? Who can see him?"

"Hey, what you said is wrong. Your son's looks must be popular in school." Chen Fangmei smiled again, and said to Feng Jiuwang, "Wangwang, am I right?"

The couple sang together, as if talking about a play, regardless of the other's expression.

Feng Juwang glanced coldly at the stage, forgetting which program was on, but he didn't answer the woman's question when he opened his mouth.

"Can you stop calling me 'Wang Wang'? It's like calling a dog."

Chen Fangmei's expression changed, and she couldn't maintain her smile no matter what.

The words were ugly, Feng Chen naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity, and immediately scolded: "Why are you talking to your Aunt Chen? Dogs can't change eating shit!"

Feng Chen's voice was loud, and everyone around looked over.

Feng Jiuwang clicked his tongue lightly.

The woman trembled, as if she was afraid of him.

"Who speaks worse?" The young man tilted his head, his insouciance really made his teeth itch, "Besides, if I'm a dog, what are you?"

Feng Chen said: "Bastard!"

Feng Juwang stood up and replied, "Oh, old bastard."

He can't stay.

He couldn't communicate with the two of them hypocritically, and he had no reason to ruin a performance that a little girl had carefully prepared for so long.

After leaving the theater, Feng Juwang saw the message Yu also sent him: [Then watch your sister's performance well. ]

There was a rippling in those eyes that didn't like to pretend to be emotional, and the fingers simply tapped twice on the input method to return a word.

Feng Juwang appeared in the bar for the first time. At six o'clock in the afternoon, there were only a few people in the bar. The bartender recognized him and talked to him after he sat down at the bar: "Why didn't you bring your girlfriend here today?"

Feng Juwang ignored him and ordered wine directly.

The bartender didn't intend to stop, and said while mixing the drink: "Your girlfriend is good enough, she's having a tough time, and you don't care?"

Feng Juwang raised his eyes impatiently, and replied, "Who are you talking about?"

The bartender was also stunned, and blinked: "How many girlfriends do you have?"

"not even one."

The bartender obviously didn't believe it. Seeing that Feng Jiuwang only drank and didn't talk, he started again: "Is it because I feel uncomfortable after being cheated on, and come to drink to relieve my worries?"

Feng Jiuwang was going to be bored to death.

The bar was the most deserted during this time period, and the bartender had found a savior, trying to transmit what he had seen and heard these days.

It's a pity that Feng Jiuwang is not a good listener, and with a sullen face told the bartender to choke on everything he said.

Feng Jiuwang didn't go back to school, he stayed in the bar all the time, from few people to many people, for some reason, he turned off his mobile phone after entering the bar.

He was afraid that Yu would still look for him.

The little bastard who was used to being heartless suddenly became afraid of the teacher, afraid that Wu Nong would persuade him to go back with a few soft words.

Knowing that he turned off his phone, Yu Huan might still be angry.

The teacher is the most angry.