After adopting an abusive hero [Transmigration Book]

After working so hard to teach Xiaopang for more than a month, it can't compare to Du Anxiao's casual words.

Charisma seems to be unable to explain this problem. Tang Zi simply doubts whether Du Anxiao has superpowers.

Looking at the face of Wang Xiaopang's fanboy, Tang Zi felt nothing in his heart, and even wanted to make friends.

This was probably the first setback encountered by Tang Zir, who went smoothly after entering the fourth grade, but it was not the biggest one.

Tang Zi’s training class will have a follow-up after the holiday. The piano class was canceled because Tang Zi was dissatisfied with the teacher. learned?

However, this logic is not valid for Du Anxiao, at most he will have some complaints about Tang Zi's behavior of giving up halfway.

So Tang Zi will practice the piano spontaneously every night before going to bed, and slowly show the level of his previous life. The results are very remarkable, and the tenth level of piano is just around the corner.

Du Anxiao also had nothing to say, maybe this is the normal way for a genius to develop?

Except for the piano class, other classes continued. The composition class was after school on Friday, and Taekwondo was on Saturday afternoon, including the sketch class that should really be cancelled.

Although Du Anxiao saw that Tang Zi really had no talent in painting, he didn't have the enthusiasm to discourage him. If he wanted to learn, he could learn it. Even if he couldn't become a famous artist, it would be good to use it for self-entertainment.

Too many hobbies made Tang Zi's life much busier and more fulfilling than last semester, but he also enjoyed it, and his life was very comfortable, and he even felt like he was at the peak of his life.

Then Tang Zi's joy turned into sorrow, and he encountered the greatest malice in his life.

It has nothing to do with Tang Hu and the others before. The current Tang Zi is completely worthy of a small role like Tang Hu. As the class monitor, he runs to the teacher's office every day and has a close relationship with the teachers of various subjects. Many teachers are fond of him. Even if he is arguing with Tang Hu to the point of throwing the table, the teachers will first think that Tang Hu is doing something wrong.

That was indeed the malice of life itself, which had been with him since he was born.

One Friday, an ordinary composition tutoring class.

The students were drowsy and just wanted to go home and play after class early.

The teacher also felt that it was not too early, so he hurriedly ended the class and assigned the composition that was too late to write in class as homework.

The title of the composition is: my name.

The students chanted long live, and packed up their books one by one. They didn't care about the composition requirements. Anyway, tomorrow is Saturday, so we can talk about it next week.

Tang Zi was not moved by the joyful atmosphere at all. He seemed to be the only one at the bonfire party, frozen into a statue in the heavy snow in the cold night.

Fortunately, sitting in the last row, no one noticed his abnormality.

The chill spread from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, waking up the sleeping traveler. The paradise in his dream was all an illusion, and he was still in an abyss where no light could be seen.

If it hadn't been mentioned like this, he would have almost forgotten this status symbol.

The children were eager to return home and wanted to rush out of the classroom immediately, but the teacher had to finish the request dutifully: "We each have a name, and the name represents the expectations and blessings of our parents. It is a gift from our parents. Ladies and gentlemen, do you know the meaning and origin of your name? The topic of today's composition is 'My Name'. I hope you can complete this assignment with your parents...Okay, that's all for today's class, let's end class."

Before the words fell, the students jumped up from their chairs one by one, and walked cleanly in the blink of an eye.

Tang Zi was pushed out by the crowd, his brain seemed to be emptied, and he didn't know how he got home.

"Little Zircon is back?" Du Anxiao came out of the kitchen and patted his flour-stained hands: "How is it? Do you have a lot of homework on weekends?"

"Fortunately... there is an essay."

no no.

Tang Zi couldn't find his voice, and couldn't figure out why he said that.

It's fine to say that there is not much homework, and it's fine to say that it won't affect the weekend trip. Why do you have to alert Du Anxiao?

"Composition, you have to write it earlier..."

Sure enough, Du Anxiao became worried. He was going to take his son out to play this Sunday, and the travel plan he had arranged a long time ago couldn't be turned back.

Tang Zi has too many things to do. He is busier than an adult at such a young age. He has classes all day on Saturday, so he can only arrange to play on Sunday. But there is another problem, that is, there is not enough time for homework.

So as soon as Tang Zi came back, Du Anxiao asked him if he had a lot of homework for the weekend.

Du Anxiao knew that most of the homework didn't take long, and he should be able to write it together, but the composition was an exception. The number of words was there, which was a time-consuming job. In addition, the school had strict requirements, so he had to write a draft and then transcribe the composition. Ben, it can't be done in two hours.

"I don't know if I can finish writing tonight, by the way, little Zircon, what's the topic?"

Tang Zi pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "...my name."

A voice in my head yelled frantically, shut up, stop talking.

How can you be like a real child who wants to be comforted by an adult whenever something unhappy happens.

——Du Anxiao would never have thought of what was entrenched on him.

Tang Zi, whose thoughts were messed up like a ball of yarn, belatedly realized what he had said, and his already bad mood instantly dropped to freezing point.

It's too late to wake up now.

"Ah, this is the topic!"

Du Anxiao suddenly realized that Tang Zi was terrified. He wanted to deny something urgently, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Fortunately, it's not difficult to write. Xiao Zi hastened to work hard and wrote the draft before dinner. I can rest assured after finishing it before going to bed today."

Du Anxiao happily rubbed the boy's head: "Don't worry, it will definitely be finished. We will go out to play normally the day after tomorrow."

He also thought that Tang Zi's absent-minded appearance was because he was worried that he would not be able to go out to play because he could not finish his homework, and felt a little distressed while thinking it was funny. He felt sorry for his son, who was almost overwhelmed by his studies.

"……Um."

Tang Zi wanted to smile, but made an expression uglier than crying.

He felt that Du Anxiao should have already guessed it, even...he might have known it a long time ago.

It's not a hard-to-guess implication, but the malice that a discerning person can see through at the first glance.

Du Anxiao finally realized that something was wrong: "What's the matter with you, little Zircon? You don't look well. You are at school... Did something happen to you with your classmates?"

Tang Zi, who is better than his peers in every aspect, has almost nothing to worry about. Du Anxiao's only worry is whether Tang Zi will be bullied by his classmates again.

"No, I get along well with my classmates."

Tang Zi shook his head in denial.

He didn't understand why Du Anxiao reacted like this. He was afraid that Du Anxiao would know, and he was even more afraid that Du Anxiao would not care if he knew.

He was afraid that he was really just an irrelevant person.

No one cares about the misfortune of an unrelated person.

The teacher said that the name is the expectation and blessing of the parents, and it is a priceless gift.

But she doesn't know that the gift box can contain spiders and poisonous snakes, and the voice of singing blessings can also spit out vicious curses.

The Tang family made their fortune through jewellery. The previous generation was thriving, and even this generation had already produced something. Mr. Tang, who was lying on the hospital bed, named his newborn granddaughter Tang Li, setting a precedent for this generation to name gems.

Tang Xi, Tang Phosphorus, Tang Heyu, Tang Bancai.

The most pampered children of this generation are all named after expensive gemstones.

The twins of Tang Chenglin's family, Tang Hu and Tang Po, are linked together as "Amber". No matter how evil they are, they do have an ancient and quiet name.

Only he is different.

His birth was a mistake from the start.

He doesn't deserve to be named after a gemstone, it would be fine if he chose an ordinary name, but whoever suggested it, or maybe it was Tang Chenglin's own decision, they named him Tang Zircon.

Zircon is also a gemstone, but this is a very, very special kind of gemstone.

People have either never heard of it, or dismiss it.

Appearing in the eyes of the world as a substitute for diamonds has established a position that everyone shouts from the very beginning——

Artificial gemstones, commonly known as fakes, this is the full value of zircon.

A small diamond can buy hundreds of catties of zircon, this is the difference between him and other children of the Tang family.

It is a curse engraved in the blood.

He himself finds it disgusting, but others... what would they think?

The despair brought about from the previous life suddenly broke out.

He hated the Tang family, he hated Tang Chenglin, and he also hated himself.

I hate myself for having expectations I shouldn't have.

Tang Zi gritted his teeth, and said frankly, "I don't know how to write...the composition. The teacher said that I need the meaning and origin of the name, and I have to finish it with my parents, but my name...how should I write it?"

Could it be true that Tang Chenglin gave him this name because he hoped that he would remember his dirty life experience—the one that even his own mother disliked, the seed he had with some wild man—and then think about reincarnating early?

"That's it."

Du Anxiao frowned first, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth under Tang Zi's extremely restless gaze, and let out a chuckle.

"Little Zircon's name is indeed a bit random, maybe your mother liked to eat sweet little candy cakes when she was pregnant, so haha...cough cough cough, it is said that girls who are sour and spicy are less likely to like sweets? It means that Xiaozi is very special! I really like Xiaozi's name, it sounds very sweet."

Tang Zi: "?"

Du Anxiao continued: "There are quite a few random people about things like names. You don't have to worry about such trivial things. Little Tangbing is very cute. Although boys don't seem to be domineering enough...but you still have to There is a gold letter next to it. During the Chinese New Year, McDonald’s holds an event, buy one get one free for those with the gold letter in the name! By the way, bring a box of sugar cakes to school next week, and hand them in with the essay.”

Tang Zi: "..."

Tang Zi finally realized something very, very important that he had been ignoring for some reason——

The reason why Du Anxiao likes to make sugar cakes that are so sweet, and why he always pronounces the fourth sound as the first sound when he calls "Little Zircon", is it not because he is stupid, but because, homonym? !

Xiao Tang zirconium = small sugar cake?

The author has something to say: Today's Diary

Tang Zircon: This can also be homophonic!

Du Anxiao: The implication is that you are very sweet, baby.

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The new year is falling!It's a long chapter!Don't ask me why I'm late, it's because I didn't save the manuscript.

The cub really doesn't know that he has been being sung by homonyms.

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