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Published at 25th of February 2022 09:06:43 PM


Chapter 11

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Qi Guojun made a big circle, and finally came to the point, "how did you do in the exam?"

Qi Lei immediately rolled his eyes, "I said Dad, when you hit me, you weren't so gentle!"

Qi Guojun was stunned, "I... haven't hit you for years?"

Tut Tut, I saw Qi Lei smashing his mouth. Anyway, he didn't play less before. He was very impressed.

Well, on the whole, Qi Guojun is still a reasonable person, not a kind of grumpy father who starts when he doesn't agree with his words.

But Qi Lei was too disobedient when he was a child, and the three brothers were too good at it.

In this regard, Qi Guojun was also a little embarrassed. The child was too old to fight.

He rubbed the back of his head. "If you don't get into trouble, why should you hit you? Right? Think about it. Should you hit you? It's also for your own good!"

Qi Lei gave Qi Guojun another white eye. That's enough! This set of tricks is too perfunctory for children.

The automatic brain makes up for my mother's pimples waving a broom, and my father grinned and pressed himself there to be punished.

When you're done, you have to pull him to the corner and tell you sincerely that beating you is for you and that beating you is a sad picture of caring about you.

He shook his head with a bitter smile. "Dad, I think we'd better talk about the exam!"

"If you don't ask again, I doubt whether it's my own!"

Dad Qi was speechless, "smelly boy, who are you talking to?"

But he saw his son bared his big white teeth. "He left work early and accompanied me to check the piano. Isn't that why?"

"Isn't that afraid of you making trouble again? Your mother has a bad heart and can't afford to be angry with you!"

Qi Lei felt a pain in his heart and suddenly put away his banter, "Dad..."

"Ah?"

"Not in the future."

"What won't?"

"I'll never make you angry again."

Qi Guojun was stunned again. His first reaction was that the boy was not quite right today! In trouble? Or did you fail the exam completely? So honest?

Has lost patience, "directly, how was the test?"

Qi Lei thought and said truthfully, "it's not easy to estimate. However, it should be more than 300 to 400!"

Qi Guojun was stunned for the third time and looked at Qi Lei for a long time.

Suddenly, he threw his guitar on the bed, "little bastard, not a word!"

Then he left angrily.

When she came to the kitchen, Guo Lihua was picking vegetables. When she met, she asked, "did you ask?"

Qi Guojun didn't return the taste, subconsciously nodded and shook his head.

Guo Lihua was so angry that she gave the eggplant to Qi Guojun, "did you ask?"

Qi Guojun, "asked."

"He didn't say?"

"Also said."

"What's the test like?"

Seeing the distortion on the face of the king of Qi, "he said that he could score three or four hundred points."

"What?" this time it was Guo Lihua's turn.

Muddled, muddled, red eyes, red eyes, and even beat Qi Guojun several times for no reason.

While fighting, he scolded: "loser! Look at you giving birth to that loser! Why don't you worry at all?"

It's a grievance to beat Qi Guojun, "what are you angry with me? I didn't provoke you!"

Guo Lihua, "I don't blame you. Who do you blame? The stone is up to you. You are as big as him and have finished the calf. You learn from you! If you don't study hard, there's no right word!"

"I..." Qi Guojun was speechless.

Qi Lei stood at the kitchen door, listening to his parents crying and scolding for himself... Very lucky!

Fortunately, later generations didn't get married and have no children. What if they spread their worry free son?

Step into the kitchen, "Mom, let me help you?"

Guo Lihua didn't expect Qi Lei to rush in and didn't scold. She quickly turned her head and rubbed her eyes. Then she turned back, "you're remarkable? Stay!"

But Qi Lei had already grabbed the scallion on the chopping board and squatted down in front of the trash can.

The kitchen is not big. It's hard for three people in a family to turn around.

Guo Lihua and Qi Guojun stared at Qi Lei peeling onions and garlic. Finally, Qi Guojun had to turn around and go out, leaving only his mother and son to work in it.

"Mom, Xiao Wei next door is in love for a long time. You see how easy I am."

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"Mom, can you teach me how to cook? You'll have ready-made food when you come back."

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"Mom, your son seems to be enlightened and suddenly wants to study hard."

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"Mom... In fact, you don't care about me. I've reviewed my English well these days."

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"Mom... I'm remanded to the composition! I don't believe you ask Wu Xiaojian and the madman."

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"Mom... I did really well this time. I'm sure I won't be ashamed."

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"Mom... I've decided not to waste the two months of summer vacation and do something meaningful."

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"Mom... What can I do? Otherwise, I'll go to work? I won't spend your money to earn tuition. Do you think I'm sensible?"

Can't you coax a little old lady?

It's not only to coax my mother to be happy, but also to give her a vaccination.

If there is a big difference between herself and her previous life, my mother won't be frightened.

Where has Guo Lihua seen such a son? It's not her family!

Qi Lei coaxed him from crying to stupidity, from stupidity to laughter, and finally couldn't close his mouth. One door called Qi Guojun, "old Qi, old Qi! Did you listen?"

Qi Guojun replied from a distance in the yard, "what's the ghost's name? Listen!"

"Hey! You old man!" Guo Lihua scolded and rushed out of the kitchen. "Say it again?"

"What do you say?" the prince of Qi propped his neck and looked fierce. "I didn't say anything!"

Qi Lei looked through the window and finally understood what it meant to say the most advice in the most cruel tone.

After the family had dinner, Guo Lihua couldn't wait to go to the Tang family. For the first time, Qi Guojun, who never liked to visit, followed him.

It happened that Tang Yi and Wu Ning were both there. When asked, Qi Lei really didn't lie and really bet on the composition question.

While they were surprised, they couldn't help sighing. What had they done earlier?

Even half a semester in advance, it's not too late for my son to want to study hard as he said.

But now

As for Qi Lei's study of English, if he did well in the exam, the couple really just listened to it.

If you want to study hard and get grades right away, that's strange! It's mostly bullshit.

While his parents went out, Qi Lei lay in bed and looked at the ceiling.

The high school entrance examination is over, and it's time for him to seriously plan his rebirth in the future.

First of all, the biggest regret in his previous life is his studies, his parents and his brothers. He missed many beautiful memories at this age, the university he dreamed of, the girl he missed, the game he missed, and the vertical line he failed to be present at the scene

Yes, these things are Qi Lei's lifelong yearning for.

Later generations called Qi Lei's generation - the post-80s generation, born at the beginning of the great change, grew up in the waves and was scolded as the "Beat Generation".

But who knows what is the most distressing thing for the post-80s generation?

Times are changing too fast!

It's too late to look back and taste, so we have boarded the express train of the next era.

The youth of the post-80s is full of regrets.

Take Qi Lei for example. He didn't wait for the story behind the national slam dunk Master Competition to grow up.

Before Zhou Huimin returned to the singing world, Liang Yongqi stood on the throne of the head of the jade girl.

He didn't learn Bacchus in the fairy sword.

There is no magic skill of changing a dog into a flying dragon in the stars.

As soon as the awkwardness in Netease chat room faded, the didi of QQ rang through the Internet bar.

From half life to the level that can never rise in the legend. From killing dragons in other people's hands to maps that Warcraft can't run.

From the girl in the next class to the one with smoke in the bedroom is my father.

Everything changed too fast. Before he could aftertaste it, he was not a teenager or youth, but a greasy middle-aged man.

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