Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

  Chapter 42 Ding Linlang: Are you sour?

   "Who are the three of them?"

  The bus was driving back to Guangming Town. After a short period of silence, Ding Linlang still couldn't hold back his curiosity.

   "Sun Shaokang's friends, they visited me when I was working at KFC during the summer vacation." Qian Quan didn't hide anything.

   "What do you want me to do?"

  Qian Quan smiled: "It should be to show me some color. I didn't know why at the time. After meeting Song Xi on the Bund, I probably understood."

   "But he is already with Song Xi..." Ding Linlang was annoyed, and then looked at Qian Quan again, "You never said it."

   "I don't want you to worry, and the matter has been resolved at that time. They thought I had friendship with the manager of Wanghuai Hotel, so they confessed on the spot, and never looked for me again."

   "Then you just now..." Ding Linlang suddenly understood as soon as the words came out, "So, did you explain it to them on purpose just now?"

   "Yes." Qian Quan looked into Ding Linlang's eyes with a frank face, "I'm afraid they might have scruples and dare not continue to provoke, but I, as you know, have a gentle nature and don't like to take the initiative to fight with others."

   "You just beat those three guys all over the floor, are you talking about gentle nature now?"

Qian Quan smiled brightly: "I'm serious, according to normal logic, I should have done it directly when I first met them, but I didn't do that, even if they didn't scold me, I probably wouldn't fight them conflict.

   "So, they should really thank my dad and chess."

   "What do you mean?"

   "In the process of learning chess, I learned some principles from my dad, which to a certain extent resolved the hostility in my heart due to the increase in strength."

   "See what you said is true."

   Qian Quan laughed.

   "However, what you said later is correct. If a person's strength or wealth is large enough to satisfy all his current desires, then his desires may be distorted and eventually lead to a path of perversion."

Qian Quan laughed loudly and nodded in agreement: "So when you are writing a new book, you can add the dialectical relationship between mentality and strength into the practice system, and don't have a person who has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years and is so powerful that he can destroy the world. Miedi, but his mentality is naive like a sophomore boy or a rebellious girl, and because her relationship is not going well, she clamors to drag the whole world to be buried with her, and the whole world is messing with whoever!"

   "I would never write that kind of protagonist."

   "Well, I trust you."

   The two chatted, and the bus arrived at Guangming Town.

   They first went home to put their luggage, and then went to see the training class venue under renovation together.

The venue was provided by Ding Linlang's father, Ding Li. It is on the third floor of their furniture store, with an area of ​​60 square meters. There are three rooms separated, which are calligraphy and painting class, chess class and poetry appreciation class. There is also a reading corner and seating area.

"I did a private survey, and the appreciation of calligraphy, painting and poetry is okay, but chess doesn't seem to be very popular with parents now. They prefer to send their children to learn Go." Qian Wenlin said, "We may have to recruit another teacher at that time. Go teacher."

   "Old Qian, you can learn by yourself first and then teach." Ding Li said jokingly.

   "This optics club is not good, and you need to get a Duan certificate, otherwise you won't be able to convince the parents."

   "Then go to the exam."

  Ding Linlang said: "Speaking of which, I am also planning to learn Go recently. The gap between my chess and Qian Quan is getting bigger and bigger. I am a little discouraged. I want to overtake in a curve."

   "Don't we play backgammon and animal chess back and forth?" Qian Quan said.

   "Don't talk nonsense, just tell me if you dare to learn Go with me?"

   "Why don't you dare?"

  Qian Wenlin said with a smile: "Okay, then let's learn together and see who gets the Duan certificate first. As long as you have an amateur level of three or four Go, you can teach the basic class students."

  When Qian Quan heard that his father wanted to learn, his tone became more proud: "No problem, let's learn!"

  In the evening of Mid-Autumn Festival, the two families spend together according to the tradition.

  Yang Yuhua was overjoyed to see Ding Linlang start to grow her hair long. He pulled her to look at her and was full of praise: "It's so beautiful, even prettier than those celebrities! Tell me, which female celebrity is as good-looking as our Linlang?"

  Qian Quan said: "Mom, the show is over."

   "Shut up!" Yang Yuhua scolded.

  Ding Linlang took Yang Yuhua's arm and said, "Auntie, ignore him, he's just jealous."

   "I think so too."

  At the dinner table, the atmosphere was harmonious. You could clearly see the joy on the faces of the parents after the children came home, and they kept asking about the school.

  Talking about the short video that made Qian Quan popular overnight, Yang Yuhua couldn't hide her happiness and pride: "The fact that the video is so popular shows that Shishi's appearance is not bad. I saw many netizens boasting about it."

  Ye Yunlan said: "With our stone's appearance, being an Internet celebrity is definitely not a problem."

Qian Wenlin said: "Don't mention it, Yuhua was like a madman those few days. She had to watch the video several times before going to bed every day, and read other people's comments. When she saw bad comments, she went to reason with them. You don't want to Think, is the Internet a place for reasoning?”

   "Then they say my son is not good, of course I'm going to argue with them." Yang Yuhua refused.

  Qian Quan hurriedly continued: "Mom, just quarrel with them casually, don't take it too seriously, it won't be worth it if you get angry."

   "I know that there are some people on the Internet who swear at others, and I don't care about them." Yang Yuhua is also an experienced netizen.

   Then he talked about Ding Linlang joining the girls' basketball team, Qian Quan winning the chess game and joining the drama club.

  The two pairs of parents felt indescribably gratified when they saw that their children could integrate into university life so quickly and excellently.

  The family has young children.

  After talking about school, we started talking about buying a car.

  Qian Wenlin has a budget of about 100,000 yuan, basically choosing among Baojun, Corolla, Geely and Ralink.

   "Go to the 4S store first, see which one has the best discount, and compare the three." Ding Li said.

   "Well, I also asked my nephew, and he suggested that I buy Corolla or Ralink, saying that it is relatively valuable and has less fuel consumption."

   "Haha, yes, didn't someone say that when driving these two cars, I dare not step on the accelerator hard, for fear that the fuel consumption will exceed 7, and I am embarrassed to talk to people." Ding Li said with a smile.

   "Go to Mingzhu tomorrow to have a look. I have asked my nephew to ask for me."

  After dinner, Ding Linlang wanted to go to the court with Qian Quan to play some **** and wait for the moon to come out.

  Qian Quan immediately went to change his jersey and sneakers to cheer up the basketball.

   "I'll go back and change my clothes and shoes. You go to the stadium and wait for me first." Ding Linlang said.

"good."

  Qian Quan carried the ball to the court by himself.

  At this time the moon has risen, and Bai Bai hangs quietly in the east, slowly climbing up.

  Qian Quan arrived at the court, put the ball aside, sat on the steps beside the court and watched the moon while tightening his shoelaces.

   Not long after, Ding Linlang came.

  I changed my sneakers and sportswear, and my stature looks even taller.

   "What are you doing, pretending to be a poet?" Ding Linlang walked up to Qian Quan, and complained about his gesture of admiring the moon.

   "Yes, just now I felt a feeling and wrote a poem."

   "Come and listen." Ding Lin smiled. She majored in literature from a prestigious school.

  Qian Quan made a pretentious gesture, and his tone was not without exaggeration. He stretched out his palm and said in a recitative tone:

   "When I was sitting on the steps waiting for you, only the moon passed by."

  Ding Linlang was stunned for three seconds, then smiled and said, "Are you sore?!"

   After finishing speaking, he picked up the basketball and walked towards the court.

   Turning around, he looked up at the moon with a smile on his lips.

   The editor said that the current results are still far behind Sanjiang. I will continue to work hard, and please support me a lot, thank you, thank you!

  (end of this chapter)