Jiang Chengfeng was very surprised when he heard that Wan Qiu was already fourteen years old.

Wan Qiu is weaker than ordinary children, just like a fragile sapling just out of the ground, whose life can be easily broken if it is grasped.

Shouldn't intervention be started earlier for children like this? Why wait until the age of 14?

Jiang Chengfeng didn't ask any more questions. He didn't want to speculate too much about such a family.

I have finally got a hard-earned opportunity to change the status quo. If I let the opportunity slip away because I accidentally did something wrong, I would be so angry that I would wake up in my dreams in the middle of the night.

Jiang Chengfeng read the diagnosis report made by psychologist Yan Hua, but after seeing the information above, Jiang Chengfeng was a little confused.

Yan Hua's diagnosis book does not look like a medical case, but rather like a psychological and behavioral analysis. She seems unable to determine the exact cause of the disease.

However, people’s psychological conditions cannot be generalized; their complexity cannot be fully summarized.

During the three days of trial teaching, Jiang Chengfeng became familiar with Wan Qiu.

This child was different from any other child he had known who was not very obedient, difficult to teach successfully, and could not listen to the lessons.

He is studying very seriously, and even if he doesn't understand, he tries very hard to understand.

He always had a pen in hand, writing notes in messy handwriting on paper.

Wan Qiu's seriousness in learning and his thirst for knowledge are like sparks.

And his passion for teaching was slowly ignited by a small spark.

Wan Qiu was also trying his best to respond to his teachings, which moved Jiang Chengfeng.

Although...the teaching results are not that good.

Jiang Chengfeng had more patience with Wan Qiu than usual, but he saw Wan Qiu's shoulders trembling with anxiety because he could not understand his teachings.

At that moment, Jiang Chengfeng felt guilty for the first time for not being able to teach a student who was eager for knowledge.

He held Wan Qiu's shoulders and had to admit his incompetence.

But the child held his fingers instead.

He heard the student say, "I'm sorry."

When I first arrived, my strong desire to get the job turned into guilt.

Jiang Chengfeng wanted to take the initiative to say that he was not qualified to be Wan Qiu's teacher, but while waiting in the living room, he met the fourth child in the family.

He was an extremely handsome young man, actually younger than Wan Qiu, but he looked very precocious.

"Is teaching and learning with brother going well?" As if he was worried about his brother, the boy named Chu Yigui took the initiative to ask.

When Jiang Chengfeng faced Chu Yigui, he inexplicably couldn't treat Chu Yigui as a child and tended to ignore his age.

With a heart full of helplessness, Jiang Chengfeng told the other party the truth: "I have tried many methods, but it is difficult to make him understand. His teaching progress has not made any progress."

"Have you tried all the methods?" Chu Yigui sat next to Jiang Chengfeng.

Jiang Chengfeng waved, "Yes, but he is suffering because of my teaching."

"Are you going to stop teaching?"

Jiang Chengfeng could only say: "I just think there should be someone who can do better than me."

However, Chu Yigui thought for a moment and said, "My teaching method for my brother is different from that for others. How about you use the method you think is the simplest, slowly, and then stop to let my brother understand it himself?"

Jiang Chengfeng was stunned. Chu Yigui's words seemed to remind him of something.

"This..." Jiang Chengfeng didn't know whether to refuse or agree.

"Don't keep talking. Give your brother time to understand and think." Chu Yigui propped up his head and turned his face to Jiang Chengfeng and said, "Try again."

"Why?" Jiang Chengfeng felt that with the Chu family's salary, they would definitely be able to find someone better and more suitable than him.

Chu Yigui's eyes looked a little empty and unfocused: "If you leave, brother might think it's my fault and feel guilty."

After Chu Yigui finished speaking, it seemed that he had no intention of communicating with him anymore.

But Jiang Chengfeng remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Chengfeng felt that Chu Yigui was not here to talk to him...

It would be better to say that I came to care about Wan Qiu.

The relationship between the brothers in this family should be very good.

Jiang Chengfeng and Chu Jianshu asked to try again according to the method taught by the fourteen-year-old boy.

The originally noisy classroom, which always echoed with his voice, became somewhat quiet.

But surprisingly, this method was successful.

The teaching progress that had been unable to advance can now be carried out.

Jiang Chengfeng reflected on his own teaching methods, repeating himself over and over again, trying to cram students with his own voice.

Could it be that because of his incessant voice, chaotic information kept entering Wan Qiu's mind, and Wan Qiu did not have enough time to think?

Jiang Chengfeng was very surprised. Why could a fourteen-year-old child know teaching better than him?

However, Jiang Chengfeng denied that it was a problem with his teaching method, but rather that this method was more suitable for Wan Qiu.

He is just an outsider.

And Chu Yigui is Wan Qiu’s family member.

Who can understand their loved ones better than their family members?

Although it wasn't smooth, Jiang Chengfeng still got the job.

After knowing that he stayed, Wan Qiu kept secretly curling up the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Chengfeng found it cute, and when he was communicating with Wan Qiu, he told him about Chu Yigui.

He saw Wan Qiu unconsciously holding the pen in his hand: "My brother has always been very good, and what he said is right."

He saw intimacy towards Chu Yigui in Wan Qiu's eyes.

Jiang Chengfeng was somewhat envious of such a brotherly relationship, where they understood each other, trusted each other, and cared about each other.

Jiang Chengfeng went to thank Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui shook his head.

"You don't have to thank me. If you fail, I will say the same thing to the next person who comes for the interview." Chu Yigui smiled at Jiang Chengfeng.

At that moment, Jiang Chengfeng felt that all his years of life were not as good as that of a fourteen-year-old child.

In front of Chu Yigui, Jiang Chengfeng even felt that there was a huge gap between himself and Chu Yigui.

Rich kids...

How is education conducted?

Jiang Chengfeng was puzzled.

Wan Qiu is a very obedient student who is willing to think and takes learning seriously.

His enthusiasm and hard work were not in vain, as Wan Qiu gave him very positive feedback.

When the child looked at him intently, Jiang Chengfeng actually felt inexplicably moved.

Even though they had not spent much time together, he couldn't help but feel fond of this child named Wan Qiu.

It was as if those eyes were born to win the favor of others.

Jiang Chengfeng felt that he could take on this job simply because he was the first person to conduct a trial teaching.

He met Wan Qiu, which was good luck.

Who can hate a child who is willing to work harder than others?

The teaching has lasted for two months so far, from the hot late summer to late autumn.

There will be a short vacation soon, and now Jiang Chengfeng is giving Wan Qiu a midterm exam.

In the bright room, Jiang Chengfeng looked down at Wan Qiu who was writing questions seriously at the desk.

Compared to when they first met, Wan Qiu, under the care of favorable conditions, gradually showed the youthful charm unique to a fourteen-year-old boy.

When the handsome boy concentrates on the question, his round eyes look even cuter as he thinks seriously.

During this quiet period, Jiang Chengfeng found that he seemed to have gotten used to enjoying the tranquility with Wan Qiu.

Jiang Chengfeng lives in a rented house in a village in the city. His narrow house is always crowded with neighbors. There are always sounds of quarrels, shaking beds, snoring, and running water in the bathroom.

Here, the only noise is the faint scent of ink in the air, the fragrance of books, and the rustling sound of pens.

"Teacher, I've finished writing."

When Wan Qiu handed over the test paper, he was a little nervous, his hands were clenched, and his eyelashes trembled nervously.

In this way, even if Wan Qiu got the question wrong, Jiang Chengfeng would not be willing to be harsh with him.

Every time at this time, he could better understand why Wan Qiu's parents doted on him.

After two months of teaching, Wan Qiu has made rapid progress.

Jiang Chengfeng's teaching to Wan Qiu was not learning in the true sense, but teaching common sense.

Wan Qiu's way of speaking became smooth from the chaotic way it was at the beginning.

Wan Qiu practiced calligraphy seriously every day, and his handwriting, which was originally as different sizes as ants all crowded together, has become very regular.

Wan Qiu is a student who will write as much as assigned. He will never do extra exercises, but he will never write less either. He is obedient to the point of being rigid.

While marking the papers, Jiang Chengfeng occasionally looked up and noticed that Wan Qiu was looking at him hard, with a look of concentration and nervousness.

Jiang Chengfeng wanted to laugh.

The score on the paper was actually very average, but Wan Qiu wrote every word very carefully.

Wan Qiu is very nervous now.

Jiang Chengfeng did not comfort Wan Qiu. Appropriate pressure in learning is also necessary.

Jiang Chengfeng showed Wan Qiu the score, and Wan Qiu was obviously disappointed.

This is not an excellent score.

Jiang Chengfeng took the test paper back and said to Wan Qiu, "There is a parents' meeting today. The teacher will go find your parents first."

Wan Qiu looked up at him several times, then lowered his head again.

Nod.

But following behind Jiang Chengfeng, the tension was obvious.

"Go to the living room and wait for a moment." Jiang Chengfeng said.

He felt that if Wan Qiu followed him again, he would be unable to help but put aside his own "pressure" education and comfort the anxious students.

Every week Chu Jianshu and Jiang Chengfeng conduct weekly learning summary.

Although Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu are very busy at work, they will definitely attend the weekly summary as long as they have time.

Today, both of them are here too.

Jiang Chengfeng talked about the learning progress and problems that occurred.

He knew that Wan Qiu's parents must be listening, but they didn't seem to be as obsessed with Wan Qiu's grades as ordinary parents.

Jiang Chengfeng thought about it and decided to bring up something off topic.

"In addition to teaching, I still have something to say." Jiang Chengfeng said after getting Chu Jianshu's consent, "I think Wan Qiu has a normal IQ?"

Chu Jianshu didn't seem that surprised when he heard Jiang Chengfeng's words. He asked calmly, "Why do you say that?"

"Although it was difficult to teach him at the beginning, it was only a slow start." Jiang Chengfeng opened his hands and said, "Once he started learning from the very beginning and laid a good foundation, he absorbed it very quickly. It was probably because he had been in school since the third grade, so it was easy for him to absorb what he had learned."

Yang Xiaoyu, who was standing by, heard this and asked, "Do you mean he is a good student?"

"I mean, compared with ordinary students, it may not be very good, but if compared with special education students, his learning ability is almost close to that of ordinary people."

Jiang Chengfeng also found this very strange, so he made a comparison.

"For example, when it comes to the question of what is three plus two, it's hard for the students I taught to understand it no matter how many examples I gave them. But Wan Qiu was particularly easy to accept."

Yang Xiaoyu half leaned on the sofa: "He has always done well in addition and subtraction within ten."

Wanqiu basically uses banknotes worth less than ten yuan to sell scrap and buy vegetables for a living. No matter how stupid he is, he is smart in survival.

"I'm just giving an example. What I mean is, if Wan Qiu didn't start school in the third grade, but in the first grade or even kindergarten, and received tutoring, he wouldn't be ranked last in the school."

Jiang Chengfeng thought about it carefully.

"It should be said that he obviously does not have low intelligence in many aspects, but he has these behaviors in some aspects. It's very strange."

Chu Jianshu and Yang Xiaoyu looked at each other, and they obviously understood what the other wanted to express.

Not only Jiang Chengfeng said this, Yan Hua also gave similar information.

Wan Qiu's condition is indeed very strange. He has some inexplicable thoughts, as if he has been instilled with a wrong worldview.

And now learning seems to be a process of correction.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Yang Xiaoyu said, "Doesn't this prove that our baby is a little genius?"

Jiang Chengfeng sneered and could only say that his learning progress was okay. If one really wanted to call him a genius, then that was just the filter Yang Xiaoyu had for his son.

"Is the baby waiting anxiously outside now?" Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help but tease. She found it interesting when she thought about it.

It seemed to Wan Qiu that he was being "called as a parent" every week, and he was particularly nervous during every conversation.

"I'm going to kiss and hug our baby." Yang Xiaoyu stood up from the sofa and stretched.

"It's okay, let's go off work." Chu Jianshu also nodded to Jiang Chengfeng.

Jiang Chengfeng also breathed a sigh of relief. During every weekly review, not only was Wan Qiu the most nervous, he felt that he was the one who was the most nervous.

Although the students are easy to teach, the parents who have been paying them high salaries are the most difficult to deal with. Fortunately, it seems that as long as nothing happens to Wan Qiu, this pair of parents are particularly open-minded.

"Isn't our baby very cute?" Jiang Chengfeng followed Yang Xiaoyu and prepared to go downstairs, and Yang Xiaoyu, who was walking in front, suddenly said to Jiang Chengfeng, "The baby has gained weight recently, and is getting cuter and cuter."

"Yes, I think so too." Jiang Chengfeng replied, but it was not a compliment.

Wanqiu is like a wilted sapling, which, after being watered with fertilizer, sprouts new tender and lush leaves. The dry bark comes back to life, swaying healthily in the wind.

Yang Xiaoyu glanced back at Jiang Chengfeng, and the smile on his lips became more obvious.

"The most beautiful part of our baby is his eyes!" said Yang Xiaoyu.

"Yes, it looks cute." Jiang Chengfeng replied.

Yang Xiaoyu was obviously happier: "And our baby's hands are also very beautiful."

Jiang Chengfeng thought about Wan Qiu writing the test paper and nodded: "She is quite delicate, like a girl."

Although Jiang Chengfeng was just telling the truth at the beginning, he didn't expect that Yang Xiaoyu became more and more happy as he spoke, and her joy was almost clearly shown on her face.

I didn't expect that just telling the truth could have the effect of flattering someone. Jiang Chengfeng was even infected by the smile.

"Oh, third brother, you've become more beautiful!"

A voice came from the living room. Jiang Chengfeng vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar and nice, but it did not sound like a voice that had appeared in the Chu family.

However, Yang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, realized something, and went downstairs.

In the distance, Jiang Chengfeng saw a shadow.

He is very tall, has an excellent posture, broad shoulders and long legs, and has a very good body shape.

The man was holding Wan Qiu as if he was holding a beloved doll he hadn't seen for a long time, and was expressing his happiness crazily.

Wan Qiu was held in Chu Zhang's arms, his eyes blank and he didn't know what to do.

There was a faint mist of anxiety in Wan Qiu's beautiful eyes, and she became even more nervous after seeing Jiang Chengfeng.

Wan Qiu's mind and eyes were filled with the results of this parent-teacher meeting, but he couldn't walk because he was being held by Chu Zhang.

"The teacher also said today that you are doing very well in your studies." Yang Xiaoyu reached out and pinched Wan Qiu's cheek, which already had a little flesh.

Wan Qiu received the praise, and went from being nervous to feeling relieved, and then to revealing a little smile.

It was like holding a piece of prank candy in your mouth, the sour outer shell melted away, revealing the sweet inner core.

Wan Qiu would be happy every time he was praised, even if the content of the praise was the same.

"Tomorrow is a short holiday, let's go out and have some fun." Jiang Chengfeng said to Wan Qiu, "Teacher will come again after the short holiday."

"Hello, Lao San's teacher." Chu Zhang, who had been holding Wan Qiu tightly, said to Jiang Chengfeng.

"Hello." Jiang Chengfeng responded and looked at Chu Zhang several times.

He felt that Chu Zhang looked very, very, very much like a star, so much so that they seemed like they were carved from the same mold.

Could it be plastic surgery?

It’s true that the star is very popular now.

But will this kind of family still chase stars?

"A Zhang, has the movie been finished? It took quite a long time, right?" Yang Xiaoyu said casually to Chu Zhang.

Jiang Chengfeng: “……?”

"Mom, you're going too far. Can't you talk to the director and ask me to come back occasionally? My brother and I have only seen each other once in such a long time!" Chu Zhang felt extremely aggrieved.

Jiang Chengfeng: “???”

"Your ability is too poor. The director said that it was delayed because of your poor acting skills that it took longer than expected." Yang Xiaoyu treated Chu Zhang more intimately than Yang Ze.

"That's my pursuit of perfection. How can you say that my acting is bad?!" Chu Zhang got angry and wanted to argue when he heard what Yang Xiaoyu said.

Jiang Chengfeng: “???!”

Make a movie?

Jiang Chengfeng secretly took a deep breath. Could it be, could it be? !

"Are you Chu Zhang? The...big star?" Jiang Chengfeng's voice was trembling.

"You finally recognized it? I've been waiting for your surprised expression for a long time."

Chu Zhang is very confident in his popularity, it is impossible for anyone to remain indifferent after knowing who he is!

Jiang Chengfeng's expression was full of excitement, and his mind was struggling with whether he should ask for an autograph.

"It's amazing! Are all the people in this family so amazing?" Jiang Chengfeng sighed inwardly and blurted out, and was immediately embarrassed.

"Of course, I have money after all." Chu Zhang made a money gesture and winked suggestively, "But you have to keep my identity a secret."

Jiang Chengfeng nodded repeatedly in response.

"That's right. If anyone wants my autograph in the future, I'll sign it for you. Of course, I'm also OK with you reselling it."

As Chu Zhang spoke, he kept rubbing his chin against Wan Qiu's head.

Wan Qiu seemed to be under a spell of immobilization and dared not move at all.

When Jiang Chengfeng was leaving, he heard laughter behind him and couldn't help but look back a few times, but his view was blocked by Butler Bai's smile.

Sitting in the car that was taking him back to his rented house, Jiang Chengfeng thought of Wan Qiu.

For a family like this where any individual is exceptionally outstanding, Wan Qiu is considered an outlier.

It's like...

A pebble placed among gems.

If Wan Qiu was a normal child, would he feel fear and disgust towards such a stressful environment?

Even in a very □, the sense of gap caused by the gap is difficult to be easily filled.

Fortunately, at least they look like a good family now.

When Wan Qiu was held in Chu Zhang's arms, he smelled a distinct scent of perfume, like the faint scent of dead leaves that were accidentally crushed after falling in late autumn.

Wan Qiu likes to be hugged, warm and intimate.

"Will the third brother forget about the eldest brother?" Chu Zhang noticed that Wan Qiu was unusually quiet, and lowered his head to look at Wan Qiu's profile.

Wan Qiu said: "I remember, it was my eldest brother."

"Oh, my third child's voice is so cute." Chu Zhang leaned on Wan Qiu's head and asked, "It's not the voice change period yet. Can I let my eldest brother record the voice of our cute third child? If his voice changes in the future, we won't be able to hear it."

Yang Xiaoyu unexpectedly felt that this was actually a feasible idea.

"Mom, I'm at home during this short vacation, can you let me take care of the third child?" Chu Zhang held Wan Qiu in his arms.

"Why?" Yang Xiaoyu was unwilling. She had even planned to take Wan Qiu out for a trip during this short holiday.

"I haven't had a good time with the third brother for such a long time, but you have all been with him for a long time." Chu Zhang expressed his dissatisfaction seriously.

However, Yang Xiaoyu frowned: "Didn't you not..."

Yang Xiaoyu's voice stopped abruptly. It was obvious that the words that were about to come out were not suitable to be said in front of Wan Qiu.

"After all, they are my younger brothers. I have always taken good care of Yang Er and the youngest." Chu Zhang was telling the truth, but he also felt a little guilty. He did take care of them, but he just couldn't do enough.

"Where are you taking him?" Yang Xiaoyu really loved Chu Zhang. This was his eldest son who would most likely inherit his legacy in the future. "Your face would attract too much attention wherever you go. It's not good for your baby."

"Mom, how can you dislike your son's face?" Chu Zhang was very upset and cried while hugging Wan Qiu.

"Brother, are you back?"

Chu Zhang’s expression froze and he turned around.

Chu Yigui just stood there quietly, so calm that even their footsteps didn't catch their attention.

Chu Zhang laughed bitterly: "Oh, youngest one..."

"Brother, have you finished filming?" Yang Ze also came over from not far away and greeted Chu Zhang.

"The filming is over. I want to take a short vacation. I want to come back to accompany our third child and keep in touch with him." Chu Zhang kneaded Wan Qiu's cheek, enjoying the soft touch, "But mom won't let me take the third child out to play."

Yang Ze looked away. When facing Yang Xiaoyu, he usually couldn't make the decision.

Chu Yigui thought for a moment and said, "It's autumn now, so if we wear something thicker, we won't be easily discovered, right?"

"It doesn't matter. I have my own plans." Chu Zhang hugged Wan Qiu's head and let him lean on his shoulder. "I'll take Wan Qiu away these few days. Do you have any objections?"

"A Zhang, stop talking to yourself so much." Yang Xiaoyu was a little dissatisfied.

But when she looked down, she saw Wan Qiu, who had been stiff and dared not move since Chu Zhang hugged him intimately.

Was it because of the unfamiliarity that Wan Qiu was so nervous that he dared not move? Yang Xiaoyu guessed.

"Okay." Yang Xiaoyu was relieved and also hoped that Wan Qiu could get close to Chu Zhang.

"Then the third child of our family is mine from now on." Chu Zhang immediately climbed up the pole, "During this period of time, no one of you should compete with me for it."

Chu Zhang proudly grabbed Wan Qiu's arm and quickly ran away with the obedient Wan Qiu who did not resist at all, leaving no chance for him to refuse.

Yang Xiaoyu rubbed her long hair, sighed loudly, turned and left.

Yang Ze and Chu Yigui looked at each other, and Yang Ze smiled helplessly: "What are you going to do during the short holiday, Yigui?"

"I plan to volunteer at the orphanage for a few days." Chu Yigui said.

Yang Ze thought that Chu Yigui would always take time out from time to time to volunteer at the original orphanage.

Although Chu Yigui left the orphanage, he did not sever ties with the orphanage. He only worked as a volunteer and did not use the Chu family's money to provide funding in his own name.

However, the Chu family has never stopped supporting the orphanage.

Perhaps out of gratitude, every time Chu Yi returned to the orphanage, he would have his own bed to live in. He would still sleep in the bed in the orphanage, just like those orphans.

"So, it seems that you haven't been to the orphanage since Wan Qiu came back." Yang Ze remembered this incident, but he didn't care much about it. "Wan Qiu has always trusted you. Will there be any problems if he can't find you?"

"How could that be?" Chu Yigui smiled faintly, "Big brother is here."

"Really?" Yang Ze just responded without continuing the topic, "Say good things to the Chu family and the dean."

Chu Yigui nodded and smiled: "I will."

"Remember to tell Wan Qiu in advance." Yang Ze reminded.

"I'll tell my brother tomorrow morning." Chu Yigui replied.

Yang Ze looked at Chu Yigui's leaving back and sighed softly.

——

To Wan Qiu, the eldest brother is a very magical person.

Although he had only seen him for half a day, Wan Qiu still remembered his elder brother's appearance, voice, and laughter very clearly.

And now, seeing his elder brother again, Wan Qiu didn't feel strange, but a little restrained.

Chu Zhang likes to talk very much, although he speaks very fast, but after training with Jiang Chengfeng, Wan Qiu has more or less gotten used to this speed and has no problem understanding it in general.

"How do you feel about studying every day?" Chu Zhang sat cross-legged on the soft carpet in Wan Qiu's bedroom at night.

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Zhang obediently: "Mom and Dad didn't scold me."

This is the best evaluation for Wan Qiu.

Moreover, his scores on the papers are no longer in the single digits.

Such small progress is a form of accumulated confidence for Wanqiu.

"Is learning interesting?" Chu Zhang asked Wan Qiu.

"Yeah." Wan Qiu nodded.

"Is it fun to study alone?" Chu Zhang tilted his head. His facial features, which looked particularly outstanding under the light, looked completely deceptive.

Studying alone?

Wan Qiu opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time.

Wan Qiu didn't know how to answer this question. After being reminded by Chu Zhang, he remembered that he was not in school, but studying alone.

Because even at school, Wan Qiu had no one to talk to, no friends, and no one to compare himself to.

"You still want friends, right?" Chu Zhang asked, leaning one hand on his knee.

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Zhang tentatively to make sure that this was a question rather than a guide, and it was a problem that he needed to think about himself.

Wan thought for a moment and said, "I have friends."

"Who is it?" Chu Zhang, who had no sense of boundaries, asked directly.

"Brother." Wan Qiu said as a matter of course.

Chu Zhang's face was stiff: "Ah... Chu Yigui."

Wan Qiu noticed Chu Zhang's emotions. His "happy" emotion was like a flowing stream, but it suddenly stopped flowing when he heard Chu Yigui.

"Third brother, do you like Chu Yigui very much?" Chu Zhang asked.

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Zhang, and from Chu Zhang's expression, Wan Qiu found a clue that the other party wanted him to say "no".

But for Wan Qiu, it is difficult to say "I don't like it".

However, Chu Zhang, who did not get an answer, scratched his hair and looked troubled: "Yes, if you really want to talk about Chu Yigui's personality, it is easy to be liked."

Wan Qiu didn't understand what Chu Zhang said. It seemed that there was something more complicated and sticky, like kneaded plasticine, mixed together in a mess, creating a chaotic and weird effect.

It's very uncomfortable.

Wan Qiu placed his hand on Chu Zhang's knee, and Chu Zhang immediately woke up from his emotions.

Wan Qiu's actions may not have a very powerful comforting effect, but this small effort to express his concern calmed Chu Zhang's restlessness.

"Don't worry, this is Big Brother's own problem."

Chu Yigui is a very good person. As a younger brother, Chu Zhang can hardly find any fault with Chu Yigui.

But it is precisely because of this that it makes people feel creepy.

Such a perfect child...

Most people would like it, right?

But how can there be perfect people in this world?

When getting along with Chu Yigui, Chu Zhang felt that Chu Yigui could predict the future and read minds. Chu Yigui's eyes could see his bones like X-rays.

If this kind of child were put in a story, he would be the incarnation of the devil, Chu Zhang thought irresponsibly.

Then Wan Qiu is probably the child whose forehead was kissed by an angel?

Looking at Wanqiu's eyes, they were as clean and transparent as the starry sky on a summer night.

Chu Zhang felt that compared to the perfect Chu Yigui, he really preferred Wan Qiu.

"Third brother, do you have any other friends besides Chu Yigui?" Chu Zhang asked.

Wan Qiu thought about it and nodded.

"Who is it?" Chu Zhang asked in a curious manner.

Wan Qiu blinked: "Huang Hu..."

What a strange name, is it a former classmate? Chu Zhang thought.

However, Wan Qiu finished what he hadn’t finished saying: “…Uncle.”

Chu Zhang suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Uncle?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"How can you still be friends with uncle?" Chu Zhang's social circle made him feel very uncomfortable with this so-called 'Uncle Huang Hu'.

"We knew each other before. He gave me roujiamo, cola, milk tea, and helped me get things..." Wan Qiu talked on and on for a long time before Chu Zhang figured out what it was.

It turned out to be the person who went to find Wan Qiu.

This can make friends? Chu Zhang was a little surprised.

"Is there anything else?" Chu Zhang tried to dig further.

Wan Qiu was silent and finally shook his head.

These are Wan Qiu’s two friends.

They are also his only two friends.

Although I thought it might be like this, I actually felt complicated when I found out.

I really didn't make any friends at school.

Even just one will do.

Chu Zhang looked at Wan Qiu, but did not see Wan Qiu's loneliness and regret.

Wan Qiu does have expectations for his friends, but it is just an expectation, just like liking a certain fruit but not having to eat it.

"Third brother, have you ever used your cell phone properly so far?" Chu Zhang asked.

Wan Qiu shook his head.

"You can read, right?"

Wanqiu has basically recognized all the commonly used characters.

"Can you type on your phone?" Chu Zhang asked again.

"I can type in pinyin." Wan Qiu said, with a little boasting.

Wan Qiu used to only know how to type using strokes and handwriting, but after Jiang Chengfeng taught him pinyin, Wan Qiu also learned to type using pinyin.

"Third brother, let me teach you how to use your mobile phone?" Chu Zhang took out his own mobile phone. "Mobile phones are very important communication tools. They can be used to make friends!"

Chu Zhang just hoped that Wan Qiu would at least reply to the message.

On his way back, he kept sending messages and making phone calls, but Wan Qiu didn't reply to any of them or answer them.

After taking Wan Qiu's phone, Chu Zhang saw a red dot on it indicating that Wan Qiu had not read the phone at all.

"You need to learn how to use your phone. Post more selfies so that Big Brother can check out your Moments after work!"

Chu Zhang taught Wan Qiu step by step how to send and read messages.

God knows, in this huge family, apart from him, there is no one else who likes to post on WeChat Moments!

And because of his job, he is restricted from posting on WeChat Moments, so at least let him take a look at it more!

Wan Qiu followed Chu Zhang's instructions.

First, take pictures.

Wan Qiu is learning how to take selfies.

Wan Qiu, who rarely uses the camera function, took a selfie for the first time. There was no angle or aesthetic appeal at all.

Wan Qiu looked at the photo and thought about himself in the mirror. He shouldn't be that ugly.

"Third brother, taking pictures is a skill." Chu Zhang taught Wan Qiu step by step how to take selfies and how to pose.

Wan Qiu looked at himself in many photos, especially those taken by Chu Zhang, and they all seemed to be particularly good-looking.

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Zhang who was selecting photos and holding his phone.

What does this feel like?

Obviously Chu Zhang looks the same as everyone else, but why does Chu Zhang seem... better looking?

Whether you are standing or sitting, whether you are sitting cross-legged or looking down at your phone.

His shoulders always seemed to have better looking lines, his legs always seemed to appear longer, and his neck was like a swan, which made Wan Qiu think of beautiful words.

It's like...

Walking 'beautifully' like.

"Why..." Wan Qiu murmured unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zhang raised his head from his phone and looked at Wan Qiu.

In Wan Qiu's vision, under the bright bedside lamp, Chu Zhang was sitting on a soft blanket, leaning against the bed. His long legs looked casually curled up, but even the curve of his back was beautiful in Wan Qiu's eyes.

"Brother, it looks good." Wan Qiu said.

Just like mom.

In Wan Qiu's opinion, his mother seemed completely different from other women.

But Wan Qiu couldn't tell what the difference was.

Chu Zhang smiled.

"Do you think I'm good-looking?" Chu Zhang covered his chest with his hands and tilted his head slightly. The smile on the corner of his mouth looked like a carefully carved arc, which was extremely charming.

Wan Qiu's vision seemed to have become brighter because of Chu Zhang.

"Well, do you think dad is handsome?" Chu Zhang asked.

Wan Qiu thought about it and gave a positive answer.

"Where's my eldest brother?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"What about you?" Chu Zhang approached Wan Qiu, "Do you think you are good-looking?"

Wan Qiu's own image appeared in his mind.

Even though he thought he looked better in the mirror than in the camera, he still looked ugly.

The self in the mirror, a model that is out of place in this extremely beautiful home