The villain boss always wants to bend me [Quick Transmigration]

At the end of the game that night, it was rare that there were no heated discussions and fights on the Internet.

Only one tall building was quietly built in Cape Forum.

March Pinellia: Run away, scorching its flowers, the son returns home, suitable for his family... The general calls you suitable for his family...

Leng Yue is silent: Jin Suifeng is still defending the country 17 years after Chu Mo's death. The so-called search for him for 17 years is just a concession in front of the loyalty of his family and country. Jin Suifeng said that he hopes to be selfish, but he did not Being selfish, Chu Mo finally made him wait for 17 years! ! !

Sunset Remnant Song: If the marriage was destined in the previous life, where would the Iraqis not meet again!You are willing to seek me for 17 years, and I am willing to wait for you for 17 years!

Everyone was talking about their feelings and opinions, but they didn't start from the root of the incident until the second day of the game, after Mo Xiuran came out with another song.

The original song of Mo Xiuran in the finals of "He and Him".

The song tells the story of two men who love each other, separated because of secular moral kidnapping, one of them could not stand the persecution of the family, and then married a woman. Unable to accept it, he committed suicide by jumping off the building.

And the other person never married a wife all his life, he has been struggling with the secular world, and finally died under the abuse of everyone.

A deep, hoarse voice sings: This city can't hold

full of old scenery and love

Time is too presumptuous

just use two people's names

shaking mottled past

The problems that are deliberately ignored are finally put on the chopping board. If they are not resolved, they will only be like meat, expired, rotten, and then emit bursts of stench, affecting the entire society.

After the performance, Mo Xiuran did not stay in the background to watch other people's performances, but directly greeted Wang Fenfang, and then drove towards Baijia in the western suburbs with He Cheng.

Four p.m.

All the young children from the Bai family are here, waiting for the distinguished guest that the old man Bai said.

Mo Xiuran carried a gift and entered Baijia with He Cheng. After discussing with the younger generation in front of the elders of the Bai family, Mo Xiuran completely conquered them, and was invited into the study by the old master Bai.

"Boy from the Mo family, I heard that kid from Cheng Yan say, you want my Baijia to help you?"

"Yes."

Mo Xiuran explained the purpose of coming, and hoped that Mr. Bai would agree to the gay marriage bill on behalf of Baijia.

"I have family rules and do not participate in politics."

Mr. Bai naturally knew that if the Bai family agreed, it would be equivalent to standing in the team of the He family. If one move affects the whole body, then the officials who have always respected the Bai family will naturally favor the He family. , then the He family has no suspense at the nearest location.

"Junior, I hope you can think about it from a different angle." Mo Xiuran said, "Baijia doesn't participate in politics because they don't want to disturb the political situation. This junior understands very well." The conversation changed: "However, according to Cheng Yan, Baijia still has one Family rules, and this family rule is above all family rules, it is a matter of benefiting the country and the people, and the hundred families must take the lead and take the lead.”

Immediately afterwards, Mo Xiuran explained that homosexuality is not a great crime from various aspects of society, humanity, peace and equality, but a thing that will inevitably be encountered in the development of a society about great love.

Mo Xiuran listed the examples of most foreign countries such as M, G, W, etc. that have passed homosexuality laws. His logical thinking was meticulous, and the key points were pointed out every sentence. The old man frowned and thought about what Mo Xiuran said, but he couldn't find any refutation reason.

But Baijia stood in line, and the political situation was indeed going to be turbulent, and Mr. Bai still didn't agree to help.

"I heard that you have been stumped by a math problem recently, do you mind letting the younger generation take a look?"

There are three major unanswered questions in the world, Mr. Bai has spent three years on one of them, and he still hasn't solved it.

Mr. Bai glanced at him questioningly, and said, "What? You plan to help me finish the question, and then ask me to promise to help you?"

"Right on my mind."

"I like your character, you don't beat around the bush. Okay, I promise you, if you solve it, I will agree to what you asked for. If you can't solve it, then don't mention it."

Mr. Bai can say this, and he also hopes that Mo Xiuran can retreat from the difficulties. This is a difficult problem that has trapped all elite mathematicians in the world for decades, but how can a young boy solve it.

The old man handed a piece of paper in front of Mo Xiuran, half of the paper was already filled with words, that was the title,

Mo Xiuran glanced around, took a pen from the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, and began to solve the problem.

As a person who has experienced hundreds of worlds, this question is really nothing. Compared with the problems in the future interstellar world and the literary world, this is what elementary school students do. Mo Xiuran can say the answer in one go, but not , he would also write out the process, which would be more convincing.

Half an hour later, Mo Xiuran flicked his sore wrist, and handed the four sheets of paper filled with the process to the old man.

"It's solved."

The old man was startled, and hurried over to pick up the papers handed over, and looked at them one by one, not missing any details. His expression went from indifferent to gradually frowning, then wide-eyed, then frowning, and then hard I believed it, and finally realized it suddenly, and saw that the old man behind him had forgotten to breathe, and his face was flushed red.

"how?"

Mo Xiuran had no choice but to interrupt the old man's shock.

The old man didn't speak for a long time, he looked at several pieces of paper back and forth, then pointed to a long and complicated formula and asked, "This is it?"

"This is a formula I wrote myself." The old man turned his head dumbfounded: "I wrote it myself? You mean that this formula was researched by yourself and has not been notarized?"

Mo Xiuran nodded, and then explained the principle of this formula to the old man in detail. After hundreds of verifications, the old man finally confirmed that the formula is correct.

"It is really not easy to propose the algebraic topology of this non-singular complex algebraic variety and its geometric relationship expressed by the polynomial equation that defines the subvariety." It was a worthwhile trip for him to meet such an outstanding young man.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, the old man took out two more pieces of paper from the drawer, with a look of hope on his face: "Can you solve these two problems?"

Mo Xiuran took it, one chemistry and one biology, he shook his head, expressing his helplessness.

He has already shown his talents in mathematics and physics. If he solves the problems in chemistry and biology, he may be remembered by some institutions. After all, there are many laboratories that study the brain.

"Old man, I have already solved the problem, so what did you say before?"

Elder Bai reluctantly shifted his gaze from the math problem to Mo Xiuran, looked him up and down, and said, "I have an idea."

Without waiting for Mo Xiuran to ask, the old man continued: "Would you like to be my godson?"

Mo Xiuran looked at the bright eyes with anticipation, and said helplessly, "I don't plan to be in academia in the future, I just want to sing, and I like men."

"No problem, as long as you can help solve the problem, you can do the rest as you like, and you can use the resources of Baijia without violating the family rules, what do you think?" It would be a great loss for country C to immigrate abroad.

The corners of Bai Chengyan's mouth twitched as he walked to the door with tea. In Baijia, as long as you love to learn, know how to learn, are willing to learn, and study well, then you are the treasure of the old man.

And his meow rhymes...

After having dinner at Baijia and getting acquainted with all the uncles, aunts, brothers and brothers, Mo Xiuran drove directly to the airport, bought the air ticket for the day, and went to the capital overnight.

After Mo Xiuran left, Baijia started its biggest move ever.

The next morning, Mo Xiuran walked out of the airport, checked the address of the He family on his mobile phone, and then took a taxi to the nearest hotel to rent a room.

Lying on the bed in the hotel, Mo Xiuran closed his eyes and rested for a while, then took out his mobile phone and broadcast the number.

"Drip~drip~" After 1 minute, there was still no one answering, Mo Xiuran got up from the bed, frowned and walked back and forth in the room.

Just as he was about to hang up the phone and go directly to He's house, the call was connected.

"baby?"

As soon as I got out of the shower, I saw my phone was ringing all the time. When I saw the caller ID, I hurriedly picked it up.

"What... are you doing? Why don't you go back to City S?"

"Recently, there is something wrong with my family. I need to deal with it here. What's the matter? Miss me?"

When Mo Xiuran heard the man's deep smile, the depression in his heart finally dissipated, as long as he wasn't under house arrest.

"I'm here to find you, I'm in the capital now."

Mo Xiuran heard the sound of brushing, followed by the sound of a man running, and then the sound of an engine starting.

"Where are you now baby?"

Mo Xiuran said the address, and the man just left two words, "Wait for me." He hung up the phone.

"Da da~" There was a knock on the door, and Mo Xiuran opened the door.

Before he had time to see the appearance of the person coming, he was held tightly in his arms, and then his lips were blocked, and the warm tip of his tongue stretched out, an unspeakable throbbing spread from the depths of his heart to his whole body , that long-lost peace of mind is back.

Just when the spring night was short for the two of them, the network that was temporarily calm because of Mo Xiuran's two beautiful and tragic songs became turbulent again.

As the leading literary family in country C, with a scholarly family, all the children of hundreds of families, from the academicians of the National Academy of Sciences to the professors and teachers of Kyoto University, all refuted those psychologists who jumped out and said that homosexuality is a disease in their personal world. and sociologists that homosexuality can cause adverse social effects.

In addition, Bai Qingzhou, a famous professor of psychology in Baijia, and the second son of Mr. Bai also released a psychological research report on homosexuality. The report detailed the possible reasons for the formation of homosexuality and the data on mental health. Signatures of several professors from the International Institute of Psychology.

Not only Baijia, the National Institute of Physics and the National Institute of Mathematics have publicly issued statements stating that homosexuality should not be discriminated against, and homosexuality should be recognized by law.

Mr. Bai was sitting in the living room drinking tea and reading the newspaper with a smile on his face. He knew that when he told those two about his grandson's solution to the century-old problem, they would definitely stand by his grandson's side. They were more afraid than him. His good grandson immigrated to another country, and his good grandson should be pampered.

People who have been spreading homosexual rumors on the Internet before intend to follow the old path, but they are sprayed by netizens. The eighteen generations of their ancestors have been greeted. With relevant authoritative reports and people coming out, netizens are naturally more inclined to the authoritative side.

In the afternoon of the next day, He Nanting took Mo Xiuran for a stroll around the capital, and told him the current situation of the He family.

"Come home with me tonight."

"The He family?"

"Of course, my family wants to meet you." He Nanting assured: "Don't worry, baby, no one will make things difficult for you."

Mo Xiuran was naturally not afraid of embarrassment, and nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say:

I feel that my article is already considered a short story, and I don’t have any tricks~ But I can’t change it~

I cried with a bang~ Did the writing collapse?

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