Chapter 302 Communication is really important

Zhang Ruoxuan was stunned and looked at her mother's face.

It was the first time she looked at her mother so seriously. Zhang Cuihua's face was full of seriousness.

It can be seen that Zhang Cuihua was really angry and was really suppressing her temper.

Zhang Ruoxuan felt a little sour in her heart. In the past, her mother always yelled and yelled. Every time she wanted to communicate, she couldn't calm down and talk properly.

But now Zhang Cuihua was obviously very angry, but she was willing to talk properly.

Zhang Ruoxuan pursed her lips and felt a little embarrassed.

"Mom, I really like him. He is a very outstanding person. He is a 985 graduate student. He became an idol because he likes me. He said that he hopes his fans can study hard and meet at the top in the future."

When talking about her favorite idol, Zhang Ruoxuan's eyes seemed to be shining.

"Because I like him, I want to work harder. My current grades can get me into a better first-class university, but it is still far from a key university. I want to work harder and harder to be admitted to a 985 like my idol. But sometimes I am tired of studying and I also want to relax. At this time, when I see his small card, the fatigue in my heart disappears all of a sudden..."

Zhang Ruoxuan talked freely, telling about her love and hard work.

The idol she likes is an excellent person. Because of this love, she will keep moving forward in a better direction.

It's just that when she is tired, she wants to see the light she is chasing.

In the depressing high school life, the idol has always guided her steps forward.

At this time, Zhang Cuihua saw a very special note on the perforated board on the desk.

It said,

"Study hard, and when you are admitted to your ideal university, we will meet at the top in the future! - to Xuanxuan"

Clipped on it are the English words to be memorized every day. This special note is in the middle, and it doesn't look like her daughter's notes.

When Zhang Cuihua looked at the note with some doubts, Zhang Ruoxuan suddenly became a little nervous.

"Mom, this is from my idol. I was too tired from studying, so I sent him a private message. I didn't expect that he would write a note and send me some gifts."

Zhang Ruoxuan took out a lot of textbooks and test papers from under the table. It seemed that someone had bought them.

Zhang Ruoxuan smiled helplessly: "I have done all these textbooks, so I plan to keep them."

Zhang Ruoxuan carefully put them into the box with great care. There were various small cards in the box, and it can be seen that they were all kept very carefully.

After listening to this, Zhang Cuihua looked at her daughter with a different look.

"If you can promise to study hard and not make any progress, I can turn a blind eye to it. But if I find that your grades are declining, these things..."

All these words are self-evident.

Zhang Ruoxuan nodded quickly, looking at her mother's eyes sparkling.

As if she was afraid that her daughter would misunderstand her, Zhang Cuihua started a new round of lecturing.

"You know your father died when you were young. I raised you and hope you can have a good future. No matter what you do in the future, you will have room to choose, instead of being like your mother who can only choose a tiring and low-paying job. That is really too tiring. I don't want to be like my mother."

As she spoke, she touched her daughter's hair. Since she entered high school, her hair has been too long and needs a long time to take care of, so Zhang Cuihua cut her daughter's hair short early. She

would cut her hair short every once in a while just to have more time to study.

She knew clearly that for people of their class, studying is the simplest, most efficient and most useful way to make a breakthrough.

In addition to studying, any method is very difficult for people of their class to achieve.

For a family, the upper limit of the family is the lower limit of the child. She can only work hard to raise the lower limit of the child, and then let the child reach a higher upper limit.

After the conversation between mother and daughter, Zhang Cuihua returned to her room, and Zhang Ruoxuan re-entered her intense study.

After returning to her room, Zhang Cuihua took out her mobile phone and faced the screen.

The screen has been swiped a lot.

[I really want to know, who is the star that this little sister likes? He is really good]

[Let the little sister study hard, and also enlighten the little sister, who is the fan of such a good idol? 】

【Think about what I am responsible for. I don’t pay taxes when I should pay taxes, I sleep when I shouldn’t sleep, I don’t say things when I should say things, and I say things that I shouldn’t say. I either go in or I go in】

【To be honest, my parents’ idols are becoming more and more popular, and my idol is making an umbrella for me】

【Thank you, auntie, you are doing a great job. Auntie, if my sister is tired from studying, you can let her relax, because I am too tired when I study and I easily collapse. At that time, my mother let me stay in school without caring. I was really helpless at that time. I hope my sister can be fine】

【I seem to know who my sister likes as an idol. Is he from the group that just succeeded in the audition? I remember that his name seems to be Yuan Bo】

[It seems to be him, a graduate from a 985 university, who entered the entertainment industry because of his dream. At that time, I thought that with such a high degree, why not do anything else but become an idol]

[What the hell, such a good idol, I'll quickly follow him, he is clearer than my sick white moonlight]

[Sick white moonlight, I seem to know who it is]

[Know +1]

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Zhang Cuihua looked at these comments and knew for the first time what the hearts of young people are like.

She looked at Mu Li on the screen with some confusion: "Little fairy, you young people now are really different from us back then. If I throw away those things according to my thoughts, what will happen to my daughter?"

From the barrage, Zhang Cuihua also understood that the people who can give me the prize usually have something going on at home.

Thinking that there were only herself and her daughter at home, she was afraid that something might happen to her daughter, as she had nothing of her own.

Mu Li sighed: "In the fate line I saw, your daughter will collapse because of your hysteria, because she is already in a very high-pressure environment, and anything can easily lead to emotional out-of-control."

Zhang Cuihua thought: "What about after that?"

"The study pressure in the third year of high school is even greater. Without any way to vent emotions, she will hallucinate because of the pressure and jump from a tall building..."

When Zhang Cuihua heard these words, she felt as if she had experienced a bolt from the blue. She

looked at Mu Li with some trepidation.

"So my daughter..."