The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

Pulling Wang Ming back to the mountain in one breath, Gan Bo laughed out loud after making sure there was no one around.

"Did you have a good time just now?" He asked Wang Ming.

Wang Ming also laughed, "It's really cool." When he saw that person's expressionless face just now, he almost laughed out loud.

Gan Bo patted him on the shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smirk: "Keep it up, and continue to make phone calls in this state at night."

Wang Ming stopped laughing. He almost forgot about the phone call just now, but Gan Bo deliberately reminded him, which is really annoying.

"Forget it, I'm bored."

The two entered the room arguing, but they didn't see Cheng Yi's person, Duan Fang was the only one in the room.

"Xiao Fang, where did Brother Cheng go?"

Could it be that, like them, they were also made to work by the program crew?

"Brother Cheng is going to do an experiment." Duanfang is practicing calligraphy, and he has practiced many copybooks in the morning.

"What experiment?" Gan Bo couldn't understand.

"Where is his pile of broken copper and iron, why is it gone?" Wang Ming noticed that some things that had been piled on the ground before seemed to have disappeared.

Gan Bo: "That's right, what are those things used for? I've been watching him fiddle with them for a week."

Duan Fang handed the two of them a piece of paper on the ground.

The two looked at the picture, but still couldn't figure it out, "What's on it? A ghost drawing symbol?" Except for the one in the middle that is neither square nor square nor round nor oval, the others are all numbers and calculation symbols.

Duan Fang put down his pen, "Brother Cheng made an automatic firewood cutter, it was drawn on that piece of paper."

"Huh? What the hell?" Gan Bo hurriedly picked up the paper that had been thrown on the ground, "Automatic firewood cutter? Brother Cheng made it himself?"

They were still doing coolies moving stone slabs, and Cheng Yi had already invented an automatic woodcutter by himself.

"Why is there such a big gap between people?"

After sighing, the two of them became excited again, "So Brother Cheng is going to test his woodcutter now?"

Gan Bo suggested: "Why don't we go and have a look?"

Wang Ming shook his head, he didn't want to go, as soon as he saw Cheng Yi, he would remember that he still had to call his mother.

"I'll practice calligraphy for a while." He turned his head and asked Duan Fang, "Where is the copybook that Brother Cheng left for me today?"

Duan Fang took out a few sheets of paper from the bottom and handed them to him, "Brother Cheng told you to finish writing before calling."

"..." Wang Ming shook his hand and almost dropped some pieces of paper.When he took the paper and took a look, he found that there was something else that left him speechless.

I saw a word in the leftmost grid of each line on the paper. Looking from top to bottom, it just connected into a sentence - don't deny yourself anymore, you are not bad at all.Exactly fifteen characters, filling up all the grids in a vertical row.

Seeing him standing still, Gan Bo couldn't help asking, "What's the matter? Teacher Cheng assigned you a lot of homework today?"

Wang Ming glanced at him, felt a little ashamed for some reason, and sat silently on the small bench to write.

Not to mention, after he finished writing a copybook, he seemed to feel better again. The whole piece of paper was filled with the words "don't deny yourself." , are a little more vigorous.

Almost every one of the following copybooks has a sentence that can be read vertically, and there are no duplicates.

"Life is not to be wasted, but to live like a human being."

"Only a fool suffers in silence, don't you?"

……

Looking at the copybooks one by one, Wang Ming felt that he was a bit poisoned.When he practices calligraphy, he likes to read it silently in his heart. After writing a copybook, he will almost memorize what Cheng Yi wrote on it.

Gan Bo came over and laughed, "Brother Cheng, is he teaching you how to practice calligraphy, or is he feeding you chicken soup?"

"How about it, does the chicken soup taste good? Is there a sense of purity that the soul has been washed?"

Wang Ming doesn't know what the sense of purity is, but he knows that he seems to be inexplicably more confident, even if he is asked to make a phone call now, he doesn't seem to be afraid anymore.

Do whatever you want, just as he thought about it, he saw Cheng Yi pushing something in.

The thing made a rattling sound every time it was pushed, like a radio with a broken horn, very noisy.

"Is this the automatic woodcutter?" Gambo asked.

This strange thing that looks like a crab at the bottom and an S-shaped water pipe in the middle is the legendary automatic woodcutter? "

"Why, don't you believe it?" Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at them.

"No, it's not that I don't believe it, it's just that there doesn't seem to be any wires?" Gan Bo rubbed his chin and said.

Not only does this thing have no wires, but it also looks like it will fall apart at any time, so it looks better than tattered.

"You and Wang Ming can have a try tomorrow to see if you are faster or this machine." Cheng Yi put the machine aside, "If you lose, call your dad tomorrow."

"Hey, no, why is it my turn?" Gan Bo was taken aback.

"So you think you can't do it? Don't dare to compare?" Cheng Yi chuckled lightly, with a hint of mockery.

Don't look at Gan Bo as more mature than Wang Ming, but he can't look at Cheng Yi at all.The blood of the underage was aroused all of a sudden.

"Who says I can't do it? Just compare!" After finishing speaking, he added, "But can we change the conditions?"

"Yes." Cheng Yi said in a pleasant tone, "If you don't want to call your dad, you can cut your long hair instead."

Wang Ming eavesdropped with his ears pricked up while practicing calligraphy, and finally laughed out loud when he heard this.

"Bobo, I'll help you choose. Don't call, just cut your hair. You always wash your hair early in the morning. You won't be afraid of migraines in the future."

Gambo turned his head and gave him a hard look.

We are all brothers and sisters, so don't hurt each other, okay?

Even Duanfang encouraged him, "It's okay, Bobo, you have a 40.00% chance of winning."

Doesn't that mean that he will definitely lose?

"How do you calculate 40.00%?" He was dissatisfied with the muscles on his body.After all, he is also a boy with a healthy physique, and he also participated in the school sports meeting back then.

Duanfang explained to him, "If all you encounter are particularly thick firewood, according to the analysis of probability and mechanics, you can almost have a 40.00% winning rate."

"Nonsense, I don't believe it." Gan Bo rolled his eyes, and said to Cheng Yi, "Look at Xiao Fang, what a simple child he was back then, and now he has learned from you."

"Duan Fang, you are wrong." Cheng Yi said.

That's right, Gan Bo nodded: "It's really not right, you can't educate children like this."

Cheng Yi continued to talk to Duan Fang, "You didn't take into account the probability that Gan Bo would make a mistake because of anxiety."

Duanfang nodded earnestly with a serious face, "I was wrong."

"Huh?" Gan Bo looked to the left, then to the right, and said angrily, "Enough is enough for the two of you!"

"Hahaha."

Duan Fang laughed, "Brother Popo, don't be afraid, I was joking just now, maybe you can win."

Kidding?

With an expression of disbelief on Gan Bo's face, he took a step back, stood next to Wang Ming, and said sadly: "The world is getting worse, I didn't expect that a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you, Xiao Fang, would betray you."

"Thick eyebrows and big eyes? Are you complimenting me?" Duan Fang covered his face in embarrassment.

Don't be shy all of a sudden, who praised you!Gan Bo wanted to give him a mirror so that he could have an honest look at himself.

But Wang Ming did it first, and he handed the mirror to Duan Fang, "Take a good look at it, I feel that your face is finally a little fleshy."

Not only him, but even Cheng Yi said, "It seems to look a little better and more energetic."

Gan Bo looked at the two hypocrites and didn't want to talk anymore.

……

After dinner, around eight or nine o'clock, Wang Ming began to fidget again.

Although he had made mental preparations all day long, he still felt nervous when he was about to make a call.

"What should I do? I'm a little scared." He held the phone and looked at the number on it, and he hesitated to dial it.

"Why don't you dare." Cheng Yi turned cold and mocked with contempt, "You are such a waste, just like what your mother said." After speaking, he gestured with his left hand behind his back.

Gan Bo glanced at it, walked up to Wang Ming, and said with disdain: "People like you are the most boring, cowardly and stupid, just carry your tortoise shell on your back for the rest of your life."

Wang Ming trembled, bit his lip and said nothing.

In the end, Duan Fang also walked in front of him, his small face was full of disappointment, "Brother Xiao Ming, I used to use you as a role model, but you are so useless, I don't want to be someone like you."

Under repeated stimulation, Wang Ming shook his hands and dialed the phone in a fit of anger.

The phone rang six times before being picked up.

"Wang Ming?" His fucking voice seemed normal.

"Mom." Wang Ming tried his best not to lower his head, "I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter again?" His mother was a little impatient, and lowered her voice: "What do you need to call Xiao Li beforehand, I'm busy right now."

Xiao Li was his mother's secretary, named Li Yue, and his mother would let him find Li Yue to deal with it except for any major matters.

"Oh, yes." Wang Ming subconsciously wanted to nod to be obedient, but someone grabbed his arm.

'Are you a fool?Say something right now. ' Gumpo lip-synced him.

Not only him, but even Cheng Yi and Duan Fang looked at him with a look of hatred.

Wang Ming woke up, and immediately said loudly: "Mom, don't hang up, I have something to say!"

This voice really caught his mother, and his mother's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Why are you yelling, you don't have any tutoring at all!" His mother's voice was louder than his, "I talked about you for so long yesterday, why didn't you reflect on yourself at all, it's really mud that can't support the wall."

Mentioning what happened yesterday, the voice became even angrier, "You better be honest with me, I've already gone to check in at the school, if you make trouble again this time, I'll stop all the cards for you, To save you from embarrassing me outside every day."

"I'm not ashamed." Wang Ming muttered and retorted in a low voice.

"You still dare to talk back! Look at yourself. I feed you, live in you, raise you to such an age, and send you to study. What about you? You know how to fight and cause trouble all day long, and you are worse than those trash .”

These words are not unfamiliar to Wang Ming at all, he has heard them many times before.

"Why." Why do you have to say such hurtful things every time, other people's parents are so good to their children, why are his parents like this?

"What did you just say?" His mother didn't hear clearly, her voice was cold and hard, "Wang Ming, let me make it clear to you for the last time, if you cause trouble for me again, you will go abroad."

"I won't go!" Wang Ming couldn't suppress his anger, "I'm going to go by myself!"

This time it really poked a hornet's nest, the sound of something being thrown came from the other end of the phone, and only an extremely angry voice was heard.

"What did you say! Say it again!" The voice was loud and sharp, as if it was about to break through the phone and rush out to cut people apart. "I, Qin Lisi, don't have a son like you."

Duan Fang was taken aback and couldn't help covering his ears.

But Wang Ming remained expressionless, "I told you to go by yourself!"

Another thing was thrown on the other end of the phone. Wang Ming knew his mother must be in a hurry. It must be difficult for him who has been bowing his head to be scolded to speak like this suddenly, it must be difficult to accept.

He took a deep breath and fought back his tears, "You said I'm not a good boy, but have you ever thought about whether you are a good mother?"

"You are always busy. Even if you call, you are just to scold me. It seems that work is more important than me."

"You always say that I'm a waste, but I already know I'm wrong, and I want to change it. I know I'm not smart and let you down, but I've worked hard to change it. Why can't you look at me."

His voice became louder every time, as if he was venting.

"If I am not an unqualified child, then mom, you are not a qualified mother either."

"I'm not a waste! I'm not! You are the waste!" He wiped his eyes, as if he was very strong, "I will make a lot of money in the future, and I will give you money if you need it, but I will not love you."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Qin Lisi listened to Wang Ming's voice on the phone, unable to recover for a long time.

When she was extremely angry, Wang Ming's words poured cold water on her.The fragments of the teacup on the floor told her how much she had lost her temper with her son just now.

Is she doing something wrong?Had she been neglecting her son?

She couldn't figure it out, "Wang Ming, I just want to give you a better life, and I hope you can become better."

This is what all mothers think, is she doing something wrong?

The sobbing sound on the other end of the phone was very suppressed, like angry, but also like praying.

She heard the familiar voice say in despair: "But, I just want love."