My Two Dads

Yang Mo and Yang Han, who were sitting in a pile of composition papers, looked at Han Shiyu with strange eyes.

Han Shiyu was bathed in this gaze, opened the refrigerator, found orange juice, and closed the refrigerator door.Turning his head to the two, he said strangely, "What are you looking at me for?"

Han Shiyu walked to the sofa, picked up a model essay with 56 points, glanced at it, and fell back tactically.

Yang Mo also bowed his head to read the model essay.

After a while, both of them finished admiring it.

Han Shiyu touched his chin seriously, and said, "I think the writing is very good."

Yang Han: "Where is your conscience?"

"Is this an exam composition?" Han Shiyu turned his head and said, "Where is your composition? You must have written it too. Let me have a look."

Yang Han hugged his schoolbag tightly: "Just think about it!"

Yang Mo was sitting on the sofa, facing a male beast fighting with his cubs, making the whole room noisy.Yang Mo habitually pretended not to see it, and shifted his gaze to a paragraph in Shang Xue's composition.

"...every creature has the desire to reproduce offspring, but artificial intelligence lacks this desire. Even if they have independent self-awareness and physiological functions, it is very reluctant to say that he is a kind of creature. But Han Shiyu's 'dominate the earth' 'It happens to fill this vacancy. Let us assume that Jixun is a huge and complex artificial intelligence system, and Han Shiyu is the manager with the highest authority. He can input ideas to Jixun. If Jixun's intelligent system simulates It's an earth, so Han Shiyu is the king of the biosphere..."

Yang Mo: "..."

He looked up at the king of the biosphere who couldn't beat his daughter.

Yang Han held his schoolbag tightly and complained, "Dad! Look at him!"

Yang Mo frowned, and scolded: "Han Shiyu, are you childish?"

Han Shiyu let go of the thing he snatched from Yang Han, and Yang Han let out a breath.

Yang Mo handed the composition to Yang Han and said, "You can persuade this classmate to write it—as a hobby."

Yang Han: "Oh."

Han Shiyu straightened out the wrinkles on his clothes, unconvinced, got up and went to the study to take out a document bag, searching for something while walking.

He walked to the sofa, threw the two autographed photos on the table, and said to Yang Han in the posture of "I'll give you 100 million, would you like it?", "Just say, will you give me a composition. "

Yang Han immediately rushed to grab it, but Han Shiyu picked it up, and Yang Han rushed to nothing.

Han Shiyu said: "You still want to sneak attack?"

Seeing this man despicably threatened him with Mu Liusu's autographed photo, Yang Han became angry like a tomato, so he asked Yang Mo for help again, saying, "Dad..."

Yang Mo said helplessly: "When I went to look for it, the autographed photos over there had already been sent out, and these two photos were left by him."

Yang Han was like an oppressed commoner, watching the big landlord want to laugh and go wild in front of her, holding his breath in his chest and running wildly, but in the end he was forced to succumb to the coercion.

She heavily handed the Chinese answer sheet to Han Shiyu, and Han Shiyu also handed her the signed photo at the same time. The handover process between the two parties was very long.

After the handover was over, without giving Yang Han a chance to fight back, Han Shiyu immediately ran away to the study and locked the door.

Yang Han: "..."

……

In a sense, the brain circuit learned by Monk Han Shiyu is quite similar, jumping and strange.

No one can guess what this person will do next, even Yang Mo has been with him for so many years, and he has not guessed his thinking mode.

Yang Mo's thinking is a rigorous program code, while Han Shiyu refers to a bug that may appear someday.

Yang Mo thought to himself.

Yang Han stood in the living room, just waking up, furious.

She thought that the composition a few days ago was over.

But life told her, little girl, it's too early for you to be happy.

She looked haggardly at the calligraphy hanging on the wall.

Calligraphy strokes are powerful, as if startling dragons, penetrating through the back of the paper, without fail. On the right side, there is a conspicuous personal seal and the author's unrestrained name. The author is well-known, and Han Shiyu is his old friend. This calligraphy is in response to Han Shiyu gift at request.

It says.

"Han Shiyu is an outstanding young entrepreneur. His qualities are like the light of the morning sun, illuminating a road leading to a brilliant youth for us young people."

From "How Youth Realize the Value of Life" by Yang Han.

This piece of work is hung openly in the living room of the bright hall. The moment you step into the door, the sun shines on the glass, as if it is glowing.

Yang Han: "..."

Yang Mo: "..."

Yang Han looked at Yang Mo beside him.

Yang Mo also looked down at Yang Han.

Yang Han cried and said, "Dad."

Yang Mo comforted: "Just let him..."

……

That day, Lu Youqi came to their house as a guest, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw big characters that seemed to be lit.I was stunned for a while.

He sat down in awe, took Yang Mo's welcome tea, pointed to the words "Han Shiyu" on it, and asked, "Does he want face?"

Yang Mo shook his head, sighed, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Lu Youqi: "I've joined the job now, I'm here to let you know."

Yang Mo: "Congratulations."

Lu Youqi smiled and said, "We will be competitors from now on."

Two people are chatting.

Yang Han, who just woke up, came out of the room in his pajamas.This is the last weekend before the mid-term. Recently, Yang Han has been studying hard and lacks sleep, so he just uses the weekend to make up for it.

She rubbed her eyes and called out, "Dad, do you have breakfast..."

She suddenly saw a yellow-haired Lu Youqi, and retreated into the room with a "huh", "I have guests... I'll fix my hair..."

Lu Youqi looked at her, smiled, and asked Yang Mo, "Where did this little girl come from?"

Yang Mo: "My daughter."

Lu Youqi turned to look at Yang Mo, and said pleasantly, "Oh, you have a daughter, congratulations."

After speaking, the air was quiet for a while.

Lu Youqi's brain computer slowly analyzed, and then slowly spit out: "...who are you with?"

Yang Mo said lightly, "Han Shiyu."

The pupils of the mixed blood from the eight countries on the opposite side gradually became dilated, as if they were experiencing the flood of the universe, refreshing his worldview.

Lu Youqi: "You were born?!"

Yang Mo: "Get out."

……

On that day, Zhou Yi came to their house as a guest, and when he entered the door, he saw the large characters that had been consecrated. He was a little startled by the gesture, but he walked in as usual and sat down.

Han Shiyu brought him a cup of welcome tea, Zhou Yi took it, took a sip, and glanced at him lightly: "Do you want face?"

Han Shiyu said proudly: "Comrade Xiao Yang wrote it."

Zhou Yi: "Oh."

He put down the tea and said, "I won't go out this Spring Festival holiday."

Han Shiyu: "Are you busy this year?"

Zhou Yi nodded.

Han Shiyu: "Okay."

It is necessary for their family of three and Zhou Yi's family of three to go out to play during the Spring Festival every year. They maintain a very good relationship in private.

Zhou Yidao: "Let's reduce our contacts recently. Recently, the media has inexplicably paid attention to these things."

Han Shiyu looked at him with a sense of desolation.

Zhou Yi was surprised by him: "...what are you doing?"

"You know what you said," Han Shiyu said sadly, "How many people's hearts did you hurt?"

Zhou Yi: "?"

……

Zhou Yi can also be called a young talent, but the overall atmosphere of Yuexin is very serious, and he is not usually as topical as Han Shiyu, so his popularity among young people is not very high.

Even when he and Han Shiyu were on the top trending searches, many people didn't know who he was.

But the good thing is that the CEOs of their "this year" are very good-looking, and it is very easy to get started, which saves the girls from going to the entertainment industry to find meal replacements and directly eating the real CEOs.

With a good foundation of good looks, coupled with Jiyue's excellent output, Jiyue has forcibly opened up a brilliant road in the field of commercial group cp with no future. Achievement.

Mrs. Aurora Yuebei, the author of "Like a Cock in the Throat", signed the interesting article column as follows.

"There is no road in this world. If there are many people walking, it will become a road."

Spread it all over the circle and move the world.

……

After the mid-term passed, Yang Han finally got out of his busy schedule.She suddenly remembered.It seems that since Hai Ting's incident, Yue Kao hasn't been seen in school.

After inquiring about it, Yang Han found out that he had transferred schools.It was said that he refused to listen to his father's persuasion, was unwilling to apologize, and insisted on transferring to another school for the sake of face.

It seems that he himself has no intention of repenting. Whether he will commit another crime in the future, or whether he will restrain himself because of this farce, they have never known.

Yang Han looked at the math booklet and sighed.

Seeing her sigh, Lu Yueming asked gently: "Is there anything you don't know?"

After the midterm exam, the teacher adjusted the seat once, and she sat in front of Lu Yueming.

"Tell me," Yang Han picked up the exercise book and turned to look at him, as if discussing the topic seriously, "will a person change when he grows up?"

Lu Yueming blinked, then said with a smile: "Yes."

He said: "Life experience and increasing knowledge will continue to polish a person's character. Objectively, others can feel your changes through getting along with you. Subjectively, when you look back on the past, you will find There were a lot of things that I thought were completely different then than I am now.”

"However, all the people and things around you are changing, and you are in it, relatively speaking, it can also be a kind of constant."

Yang Han didn't expect Lu Yueming to answer her so seriously, so he thought for a while and asked curiously, "Then what were you like before? Do you think you have changed?"

Lu Yueming was taken aback, blinked, and said with a smile, "Of course there will be."

He said: "Before... I was quite self-willed."

Yang Han really couldn't think of Lu Yueming's willful appearance. She raised her eyebrows and suddenly became more curious, so she opened her mouth to ask, and suddenly Lu Yueming said: "Do you know what Uncle Yang Mo was like before, when he was in college? ?”

Yang Han looked at him with expectant eyes: "..."

Suddenly Xu Jia knocked on their table.Lu Yueming and Yang Han immediately turned serious, frowned and began to think about the formulas on the paper, pointing with their pens from time to time. The math teacher walked past them and saw that the two of them had discussed the last question, and clapped their hands with satisfaction. Let the students stop communicating.

Yang Han silently held the exercise book and turned around.

Xu Jia had already pasted the signed photo on the table, sealed it with several layers of tape to protect its surface with a protective film, and offered it reverently.

Xu Jia said in disbelief: "You guys are actually taking advantage of the discussion not to gossip, but talking about life...I admire you."

Yang Han: "..."

Yang Han frowned, still not recovering from the question just now.

She really didn't know what Yang Mo and Han Shiyu were like before.