Chapter 288 Who doesn’t have a dream of being a hero?
"Oh yes! Look, I forgot about it as soon as I turned around!" Su Wanman hurried to the kitchen.
As soon as she left, Meng Chenghong came up to her.
"Second sister, that grappling move you used yesterday was so cool! Can you teach me too?"
"What? You want to show off in front of your girlfriend?"
"No way!" Meng Chenghong touched his nose, not admitting it, but not confessing it either.
He felt that given his second sister's physical condition, it would not be so easy for her to be exhausted to the point of fainting. Something serious must have happened at that time. Since his second sister didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask.
But he also hopes that next time his second sister is in danger, he will be able to help.
Even if it's just to subdue a small minion, it will help my second sister share some of the burden.
Moreover, after watching yesterday's video, he felt that his second sister and Brother Mu were so handsome! Just like the Return of the Condor Heroes!
If he knew some martial arts, he would be able to help when he saw injustice next time.
Who doesn’t have a dream of being a hero?
"You'd better practice your calligraphy honestly first!" Meng Anran tapped his brother's forehead. He wanted to learn everything when he was a teenager, but he was afraid that in the end he would only learn the basics and achieve nothing.
"That's right!" Su Wanman suddenly popped her head out of the kitchen. "An Ran, you have to have a good talk with your brother. He got all the English dictation wrong today! If he keeps up this way, which high school will accept him?"
Meng Anran glanced at her brother with a half-smile, and there was an inexplicable hint of ferocity in her eyes.
Meng Chenghong pursed his lips guiltily and lowered his head, not having anything to say as before.
"How are your grades in other subjects?" Meng Anran asked, and then said, "Just bring me your final exam transcript."
Under the sharp gaze of his second sister, Meng Chenghong reluctantly went back to his room to get the report card and handed it over with both hands.
"Not bad." Meng Anran took a quick look. "Except for the excellent Chinese, the other subjects are pretty average."
Perhaps it was due to the fact that he learned calligraphy from Wu Chongxi and was exposed to more ancient Chinese texts, he was able to score over 110 points in Chinese out of a total of 120.
Belongs to the superior group.
However, I only got 30 points in English, and the others were barely enough to pass.
"I remember that your grades were pretty good in elementary school. Why did they plummet after you entered junior high school?" Meng Anran asked with an extremely kind smile.
Meng Chenghong lowered his head, his fingers trembling with guilt.
On weekdays, the person he admired the most was his second sister, and the person he feared the most was also his second sister.
The second sister's simple sermon was more terrifying than his parents scolding him.
"Is it because calligraphy takes up too much of your time, or is it because of something else?" Meng Anran continued to ask in a friendly manner. The "something else" in his words was meaningful. How could Meng Chenghong not understand?
He quickly raised three fingers and swore, "Second sister, I will cram for my studies this holiday and get into the top 50 in the exam. Please let me go this time!"
Meng Anran snorted coldly and retracted his knife-wielding gaze, "I don't want you to just barely squeeze into the top 50."
Meng Chenghong curled her lips, "Second sister, not everyone can be as perfect as you in every aspect. Everyone has flaws. My calligraphy is also a specialty..."
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and he felt unsure.
Meng Anran patted his head. "You're only a teenager. Can you guarantee that you'll become famous in the calligraphy world? Are you really sure you'll love calligraphy for the rest of your life? I'm asking you to keep up with your studies because I want you to learn more so you can have more choices in the future."
After hearing this, Meng Chenghong suddenly realized that his second sister was paying attention to his academic performance, not because she wanted to force him, but because she was considering his future.
My second sister is right. There are too many uncertainties in life. He is only in his teens and no one can guarantee how his future will develop.
He should have left himself a few more options.
"Then Second Sister, why did you choose to study business so intently?"
"Me?" Meng Anran thought carefully, a wise light flashing in his eyes, "Because I am sure of what I want."
Maybe it was because she had seen too many conflicts of interest and felt too much oppression from power and status when she was in the Lu family, so she wanted to stand at the top of the pyramid.
If you want to become powerful, you don’t have to be manipulated by capital and become a bigger capital.
She wanted to make herself "valuable".
"Then you didn't leave a way out for yourself, did you?" Meng Chenghong pursed his lips, not daring to think about how his second sister had managed to get to where she is today under such pressure.
Meng Anran suddenly smiled, "Of course, every connection around me is my backup plan."
As long as she holds on to these resources, even if she fails, she will always have the opportunity to try again and again.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." She didn't really want to reminisce about the past; the past was the least of her worries. "Where's Xiaoxue? Let me see if you've fattened her up."
She stood up and walked towards the backyard. Meng Chenghong hurried after her in surprise: "Second sister, aren't you allergic to dogs?"
"It was before," Meng Anran paused for a moment and added, "I want to see if it's still the same now."
Cone said her PTSD symptoms have improved significantly, and she wonders if she still experiences a stress reaction when she sees a dog.
Xiaoxue is her best experimental subject. After all, Qin Mu is here now. If she gets sick, he can control her.
In the backyard, Xiaoxue was lying next to her luxurious doghouse, chewing on a chew stick. When she heard footsteps, she immediately pricked up her ears and wagged her tail happily.
It was as if it knew that the "villa" it lived in was bought for it by Meng Anran.
Meng Anran stopped three meters away from it.
Well...from this perspective, Xiaoxue is still quite cute.
It has snow-white and soft fur all over its body, and has been well taken care of by Meng Chenghong recently. It is almost turning from a snow grain into a snowball.
"Second sister?" Meng Chenghong looked at her worriedly, "How about... just forget it?"
Meng Anran curled the corners of her lips and said, "Go and bring it over."
In this way, even if she really fell ill, her brother could carry Xiaoxue and evacuate quickly.
Meng Chenghong took a deep breath, resigned himself to his sister's instructions, and walked towards Xiaoxue.
Xiaoxue's tail wagged even more happily. She dropped her teething stick, ran towards him excitedly, and threw herself into his arms.
Meng Chenghong picked up Xiaoxue and tentatively approached his second sister.
Seeing that she didn't show much emotion, he dared to take bigger steps.
The furry Samoyed leaned over and sniffed her clothes, gently touching her chin with its wet nose. He tilted his head back, and looked at her expectantly with his black grape-like eyes.
No palpitations, no cold sweats, no lingering bloody images.
Meng Anran smiled and touched Xiaoxue's head.
"Woof!"
Xiaoxue licked the palm of her hand excitedly, and her tail wagged like a propeller.
Meng Anran suddenly lowered her eyes and thought about something.
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