The daily life of a poor husband [Interstellar]

All parents have a heart that longs for their children to grow into talents.

The movement in the corner here quickly attracted the attention of more people around, and they gathered here.For a while, the three floors around Simon were crowded with people, and Simon, who was in the center, was obviously very satisfied with this state, and he was like a fish in water.

He clasped his hands and fingers, resting his elbows casually on the armrests of the chair. His body centered on the back, a pair of long legs leisurely crossed. An ordinary folding chair worth two hundred stars was abruptly sat out by him. It changed the style of the starship command seat.

"What do your children usually like to do?" a parent asked. "Aside from studying, what hobbies do you have?"

Simon said modestly, "Playing chess, cooking tea, and calligraphy are all involved."

These interests are not the general public, but without exception, they are all projects that coexist with style and difficulty.Not to mention that in the interstellar era, those who can get in touch with these people are already a proof of their strength.

As soon as this answer came out, there was another round of discussions among the surrounding parents.

Simon adjusted his posture a little to make himself more comfortable, and at the same time, he could more comprehensively see the admiration on the faces of the people around him.

Many parents present were quite envious and wished that Xie Yang was their own child, but there were also a few discordant voices.

A male parent with a muscular body was quite disapproving, "A boy, what to do with learning these things, if you have so much free time, why not practice more, see that he is so weak that he will fall when the wind blows, just like him , My son fell down immediately, mechs are something only boys touch."

This was extremely blunt. Some parents looked at him with frowns, but some parents agreed with him. Playing chess or calligraphy, such things that are not worth paying attention to, are not as important as exercising physical fitness and manipulating mechs.

Simon looked at the man who spoke and smiled slightly. "Sir, what did you just say? Can you repeat what you just said?"

The man broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, and his aura faltered immediately, and he said firmly. "What's the use of just studying well, this is the Second Military Academy... When I go to the battlefield in the future, my physical fitness is not enough..."

"Not enough physical fitness?" Simon raised his eyebrows, "Do you know what the admission requirements of the Second Military Academy are? I thought that as a parent, you should have read the school's regulations before your child enrolls in this school system?"

The entrance test for the Second Military Academy has already eliminated candidates who did not meet the requirements, and those who can stand here now are all qualified.

Those who stood on the man's side just now were as quiet as chickens, and the man obviously reacted. Even if Xie Yang didn't look so strong, but he can stand here now, and his physical fitness is at least B+. No, maybe he can't. more than……

Simon didn't know what it meant to accept as soon as he was good. "Need I remind you, how good is the person who can stand on the stage on the first day of school, take over the right to speak from the principal, and speak on behalf of all the freshmen?"

"Mecha?" Simon said indifferently, "This kid has also played with people on the star network. He always wins, so it's boring."

The sinewy man wanted to have an attack, but he couldn't speak, his face was almost blue, but under the gaze of Simon's dark purple pupils, he dared not make a sound.

The thorns withered, and the scene regained harmony.

Simon, who hadn't shown off enough, moved his eyes among many parents, looking for the parent who asked him what Xie Yang likes to do in his spare time. "Where were we just talking? Oh, hobbies."

"It's not really a hobby. This kid sometimes prepares some common medicines, and the family never lacks them."

Another parent exclaimed, "Can you even make medicine? Are there so many specialties?"

"Specialty?" Simon repeated these two words, looking at the parent friendly, "You should ask, what is he not good at."

All the parents choked, but some people were still curious and asked the question Simon wanted to hear. "Then is there anything your child is not good at?"

"Hey." Finally, when someone asked this question, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Simon's eyes, and he looked at the stage without focus, with a lonely expression.This reaction successfully attracted everyone's attention and aroused their curiosity. They all pricked up their ears and wanted to know where the weaknesses of this year's freshman representatives were.

Simon, who had whetted everyone's appetite, sighed faintly, "This kid is just so worry-free."

"Since I was a child, there is nothing I need to worry about. Children from other people's families always have such and such small problems after school. The teacher will notify the parents and hope that the parents will educate them; when it comes to me, there is nothing else except praise. gone."

Simon, who looked lonely, sighed and concluded, "As a parent, I have really failed."

The woman next to her swallowed silently.

All the parents looked at Simon silently, unable to say anything.

He also came so late that he also sat in the last row, and a parent who was forced to listen to Simon's fancy show off for a long time finally couldn't bear it anymore, "There are people outside the people who used to always take the first place in the exam. After entering the Second Military Academy, they Not necessarily. If it wasn't for my son eating badly the night before the exam, who is standing on it now..."

Simon, who heard this, didn't move, but admired, "You're right."

I didn't expect him to be the parent who reacted like this. Hearing this, it's hard to say anything, but Simon changed the subject and continued. "Many people have said the same thing as this gentleman, and I personally agree with this point of view. There should still be some setbacks on the road of children's growth. It is always smooth sailing, and the calm is too lack of challenges. Life is not rowing. , How can I not make a few waves. Every time there is a kind person like you, sir, I look forward to it, but unfortunately, none of them can make my wish come true."

The annoying parent: "..."

"I really envy you. Your son had a bad stomach before the exam. You must have been busy all night, taking care of him, right? The child's diet is very important, so you must take good care of it. You must know that not all children are as self-controlled as my children. And sensible." Simon was wicked without knowing it, with regret on his face, "I always hoped to have this kind of opportunity, but our family refused to give me even a chance to perform, and I don't know when, I Only then can you enjoy the fun of worrying about your children. Hey, let’s not talk about it.” Simon shook his head melancholy, turned to look at the parent, and sighed sincerely, “You are really a happy parent.”

The envious parents sighed, "Your child is too worry-free."

"Who said it wasn't? The one in my house didn't get a roof tile for three days. It really compares people to people and makes people mad."

"My daughter is well-behaved, but she's too lazy. Sending her to interest classes requires a lot of money, but no one can afford it!"

"What's the child's name? It's called... Xie Yang? That's the name, right?"

Without Xie Yang's knowledge at all, Simon Rodrigo helped him gain a sense of presence among the parents of the freshmen who enrolled in the same batch, completely established his reputation, and also filled up the hatred among his classmates by the way.

All the parents knew on this day that the freshman named Xie Yang who gave a speech on the opening day of the Second Military Academy this year has a wide range of hobbies and innumerable specialties. I didn't let my family worry about it; all the freshmen knew that when they returned home, the guy named Xie Yang who was in the same class as them, who came to the stage on the first day of school and said a few words, was especially shameless in front of his parents. He boasted in front of him, coaxing his parents to praise him to the sky.

Xia Bing who watched the whole process from the side: "..."

Xie Yang, who had wiped his face in front of all the freshmen and their parents, returned to his seat in the corner. Daniel was still applauding him, and said with a smile, "I recorded everything you said on it, and brought it back to my old man. Dad see."

Xie Yang, who doesn't know much about this kind of operation: "...Thank you?"

After Xie Yang's speech was over, the fat principal didn't go up again. Now it was a bald and thin man who was speaking on top, probably a director or vice-principal. Daniel, who hid his face, was a little impatient to listen—sit on them Many of the classmates nearby were staring at Xie Yang, and some girls were talking together in a low voice, and there were sparkling little stars in their eyes looking at Xie Yang.Because Xie Yang was sitting on the far side, when their eyes looked over, they would inevitably pass through Daniel, so that Daniel, who had never experienced this kind of experience of being stared at and pointed like a magical animal, felt a little uncomfortable. Living.

"When can I leave?" Daniel felt the seat under his buttocks being oiled, "Is there nothing to do after the speech?" He glanced and suddenly found Xia Bing coming this way, he waved his hand to signal Here they are.

Seeing Xia Bing's expression was wrong, Xie Yang thought it was because he was tired.During the half-month vacation, Xia Bing never took a break. Until twelve o'clock last night, he was serving as a training partner for others. Today, he came to school early in the morning to shine.

"You should pay more attention to your body." Xie Yang looked at his companion with disapproval, and handed over a bottle of physical supplement medicine.

Xia Bing, who was cared for, looked at his little friend with a complicated expression.

Daniel wondered, "Bingge, what's your expression? The money dropped?"

It can't, if it really falls, Xia Bing won't be able to lift the auditorium.

Xia Bing looked at Xie Yang who was completely ignorant of what happened in the last corner, and felt distressed for a moment, unable to say, "Xie Yang, from now on...be more careful, the strange people appearing around you."

Xie Yang with an inexplicable face. "???"