They sat down to eat, the dish was simple, just a bowl of chicken soup.
There were a few drops of blood on the ground, and the man covered the scratch on his finger. After hesitating for a while, he whispered:
"That... Ming An."
"Um?"
"Today your school's music teacher called me and said that he wanted you to pursue music and become an arts student... It just so happens that you are a sophomore in high school, so it's time to make a choice."
"oh."
"You... still want to be a serious cultural student." The man looked at him cautiously.
"Um."
"That's good, that's good." The man breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his bloody fingers:
"Listen to me, go to college, study a well-employed major, earn 5,000 to 6,000 yuan, and the company will also pay for your social security. How great is that!"
"I know you play the piano well, but a hobby can't make a living. Drawing, playing an instrument, singing, in the end it's very likely that you'll end up with nothing! Without connections, it's very difficult to move forward."
"Passion is passion, but how many people succeeded because of passion? We ordinary people should just give up. It is not our turn to be the leader in this world, nor is it our turn to be the god, emperor or savior. Don't think about those unrealistic things. You can still eat many bowls of steaming chicken soup in the future..."
Su Mingan listened and stirred the chicken soup with a spoon. He looked out the window and suddenly saw a red shadow.
——Shen Xue!
The story is probably in the middle stage now, and she shows up as expected.
In the story field, Su Mingan and Shen Xue both have roles to play, and they cannot break through the role restrictions illogically, otherwise they will be judged as "eating the book".
"I'll be away for a while." Su Mingan stood up.
"Hey? It's getting dark, where are you going?" Uncle Zhao chased after him, holding a flashlight in his hand: "Be careful not to step on the ditch at the door!"
A round flashlight was thrown over and Su Mingan caught it with a "pop". He looked at Uncle Zhao with a little nostalgia and jumped lightly.
The ditch in front of his house was too wide and he always stepped into the water, which bothered him for three years.
But at this moment, he easily jumped over the gap that had troubled him for three years.
“……!”
Under the dim light, several shouts and curses were heard from the alley, and it seemed to be Shen Xue's voice.
Su Mingan turned off the flashlight and moved over. In the darkness, he saw a white rabbit.
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