[Comprehensive] Butterfly

Chen Ming has no money.

Even when he didn't have that name, he had no money.

A talented, handsome, hard-working person is welcome everywhere. Chen Ming used to have a good job, and the money he earned was already very high in their place.

It's a pity that his parents are determined not to give him a chance to do those "disgraceful" things, and firmly hold his salary card in his hands. After working for seven or eight years, almost all the money he earns is in the hands of his parents. , Thinking about it now, it can be regarded as alimony paid in advance.As for retirement, Chen Ming has never thought about such a distant thing. Every minute and every second of his life is precious. He doesn't know when that thing in his body will break out and eat him clean.

Chen Ming felt that he must not be considered a person since he signed the contract. He felt that his blood was as cold as if it had been frozen.

I don’t want to keep my son in my hands all the time, let him work decently, marry and have children according to his wishes, once his son has his own ideas, he will cry, make trouble and hang himself, and even thousands of miles of tracking will block all his son’s way out. Live on their terms.

There was a time when I was most resentful, but it was not without extreme thoughts.

Now that I think about it, I can laugh as if it had nothing to do with me. I can even imagine being forced into the bridal chamber like a bull and mating with the woman who must have been chosen by the parents.

What if it doesn't work hard?

Are you going to drug him?

Or is it that the father-in-law is going to go there in person, ah, maybe the mother-in-law will help lay hands, anyway, they are all of the same blood, as long as they have a grandson like other people, does it matter who is born?

Maybe it will make him grateful in turn—a man who is "not good enough" will definitely not be discovered when he has a child, so should he thank God for his grace?

As for his thoughts and the thoughts of the woman who was used as a reproductive tool and servant, how could they be allowed to have their own thoughts?

It is their duty to be obedient.

Will it ruin the life of my children?

Will it make the children regret for life, or even die in depression?

Heh, compared with their supreme and precious face, the lives of their children are nothing more than worthless.

They were originally created to be part of their face, something to show off like buying a fur, or buying a purebred dog.

Children admitted to a good university is like teaching a dog to pick up slippers.Marrying children and having children is like finding a dog of the same bloodline to match a beautiful paparazzi with pure bloodlines.

As long as they have something to show off their face it's fine.

What do your children think?How can pets and possessions have thoughts?If there is thought, it is broken. If it is broken, it must be repaired, or it must be discarded.

Chen Ming has not hesitated to think about his parents' hearts with the most vicious thoughts.

Maybe, when he was taught the most embarrassing words by his relatives in front of countless famous and unknown audiences, and was "begged" by his parents with the most humble gesture, when he wished to bump his head to death on that stage , he is already crazy.

Sitting silently at the table, Chen Ming hung his head halfway, and for some reason was forcefully pushed out to eat by the vocal teacher ignoring his refusal. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to speak.

Teacher Wu didn't care, and ordered a lot of things.

Teacher Wu is nearly fifty years old, and he is considered a well-known vocal instructor in the circle. He has taught countless students, including celebrities. Chen Ming's voice is indeed unique, and he is also hardworking. This is not uncommon.What touched her was the depression in the child.

Teacher Wu once had a son who was equally talented and died of terminal illness just when he was in high spirits.

She saw the shadow of her son in this young man, that kind of persistence to burn out his life to bloom once again.

Looking at this young man, the scar left by his son felt sore and painful, and he couldn't help but want to talk to this young man.

Lan Fan and Lan Yi hid their bodies and peeped for a long time, and they were sure that the lady with a strong temperament but a gentle attitude was an ordinary human being.

Lan Yi's memory is very good, and he recognized at a glance that this was a vocal director who signed a contract with Boss Jin's company.

Lan Fan and Lan Yi looked at each other with a little puzzlement in their eyes.

I wanted to hear what the two of them had to say, but they didn't say a word.

Chen Ming kept his head down and pretended to be autistic, and Teacher Wu stared at Chen Ming with nostalgic and pity eyes.

Fortunately, the clerk was very efficient, and the table was filled with all kinds of food in a short while, and the two small hot pots began to boil and steam.

"Let's eat. The clear soup here is very good. There are some nourishing things in it to clear away heat and moisten the lungs. The ingredients are also the freshest. It is only good for the throat and not bad. She is quite a successful singer, no matter how talented she is in poor health. It doesn't make sense, I think you have been eating something sloppy, and you should make up for it."

With that said, he pushed the plate of meat and fungus towards Chen Ming.

Chen Ming pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, picked up the chopsticks, picked up some meat and started to rinse.

The thin slices of mutton are cooked in a few seconds, exuding a tempting aroma.

Chen Ming tentatively put the piece of meat in his mouth, chewed it a few times, then suddenly his eyes widened, and he covered his mouth almost out of composure.

"What's wrong? Is it hot? Drink some water!"

Teacher Wu immediately unscrewed the mineral water bottle, poured half a glass of water for Chen Ming and pushed it over.

Chen Ming held the glass of water, but didn't drink it.

It wasn't that he was scalded, but it was the first time in a long time that he could taste the taste of food again. That feeling was almost the same as being resurrected from the dead, so how could he not be excited.

People will have all kinds of desires when they are alive. Conversely, it is the existence of these desires that proves that a person is alive.

People regard food as their heaven, and appetite is of course the most primitive and most arousing kind of vitality.

The repressed resentment and deep obsession in Chen Ming's heart suppressed everything. It seemed that there was no difference between life and death for him. As long as he could fulfill his long-cherished wish, even if he died immediately, he would have nothing to lose. complain.

However, survival is, after all, a natural instinct engraved in the bones of human beings. Once a gap is opened, it is difficult to close it.

Teacher Wu ordered a lot of dishes, but Chen Ming completely ignored her, and just immersed himself in eating hard, almost wiped out all the ingredients on the table and still couldn't get enough of it.

It was obviously rude and ridiculous, but Mr. Wu felt pleasantly surprised, and quickly ordered a bunch more, for fear that Chen Ming would not be full.

Looking at the eating of this pale and skinny young man, Teacher Wu even showed a comforting and soft smile that didn't match his image.

"By the way, young men should eat like this to be in good health. You are so talented, and you have seized this opportunity. There is still a long way to go. You must have a healthy body."

The stomach that almost didn't exist was bloated heavily. Chen Ming covered his stomach with one hand, and finally raised his head to look at Teacher Wu who had been caring about him.

Chen Ming has always been a very sensitive person. The sensitivity created by his past experience and growth environment has become a weak special ability after signing a contract with that monster.

He was sure that Teacher Wu cared for him out of goodwill, and it was a kindness so deep that he couldn't understand it.It was just a few business-like guidance that we met by chance. This kind of sudden kindness made Chen Ming slightly frowned in confusion.

After making up his mind to leave home, he rejected the monster's arrangement, and finally he was able to wander freely according to his own wishes.

To really walk into this circle, even if it is only very peripheral, the complexity of interpersonal relationships is already amazing and daunting.

After tossing and grinding for a long time, sometimes he has to sing some songs he doesn't like in order to save money for the clothes, and do some jobs that are actually a waste of time, but he is happy with it.

This time, he is completely free, and he can move forward without any worries. No one will use tears and public opinion to strangle him around his neck in the name of family affection, and drag him away like an animal.

As long as he thought about it, all hardships, all intrigues, were pleasantly bearable to him.

Not needing to eat, not being able to feel the heat and cold helped a lot at that time, saving on board and lodging, and saving so much money in a short period of time that I didn't have in the previous seven or eight years.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming, who was supposed to be immersed in the beauty of the food just now, put down his chopsticks silently, feeling depressed again.Fortunately, he is considered a popular seed player right now, and the organizer provides board, lodging and even a practice room. Let's talk about the future, maybe there will be no future at all.

The only thing he thinks about now is winning the championship, as long as this is the only thing, this life is worth it for him.

Teacher Wu sighed. It's been a long time since she saw such a student who could completely ignore her. Didn't everyone say that she was stern and scary?

"Chen Ming, Chen Ming?!"

"Ah, yes, Teacher Wu, I'm sorry." Although Chen Ming is not good at dealing with kindness, he is still sincerely grateful and appreciative, and has a correct attitude towards this teacher.

Teacher Wu nodded with satisfaction: "I know you must have a lot of problems. There is nothing wrong with it. I have a son who passed away when he was about your age. Looking at you reminds me of him. He is the same stubborn, And so desperate. You are all the kind of people who don’t give yourself a way out, but my son is terminally ill, but you still have a lot of time to take your time, don’t push yourself too hard, you have strength , the mentality must be calm, so that we can walk steadily longer and higher."

Teacher Wu's eyes were slightly red.

Chen Ming bit the tip of his tongue, numb and didn't feel any pain.He felt that in his heart, the place where the monster put that thing was suddenly very cold, and his blood seemed to have gradually solidified into ice due to the coldness.

Teacher Wu didn't notice Chen Ming's strangeness, so he quickly calmed down and patted Chen Ming's shoulder enthusiastically, "Speaking of which, my son is also a singer. If you are interested, you can look for it. His last concert I went to see it, and I went on stage and sang a song with him. It was the best time I sang in my life."

Chen Ming was in a daze, not knowing how he replied, nor how he sent that teacher Wu away.

When he realized it, he was standing next to a fountain in a city park, and an irregular jet of water spewed out suddenly, causing the children around him to scream and laugh.

Chen Ming stood and watched, then stared blankly for a while.

Turning around, I found a supermarket and bought a pack of cigarettes.

He hadn't touched anything that hurt his throat for a long time, since he had risked everything to make his dream come true.But today, he needs this kind of thing.

——Hey, tell me, is nicotine effective in killing cicada eggs?

——If you don’t see it, you’ll know.

Lan Fan and Lan Yi followed along curiously (mainly Lan Fan), completely forgetting that their original intention was to treat guests to hot pot.

After Fan Zhou and his wife ate to their heart's content, they immediately went back to the garden.

The two who said they wanted to pay also turned into stalkers in stealth.

In other words, the two tables of hot pot that entered the stomachs of Fan Zhou and his wife were nothing more than authentic Overlord's meals.

Even so, the blame still has to be blamed on those two butterflies. Who told them to let the birds go temporarily? Calling the police and arresting them is all self-inflicted...