"Hey, brother, brother, calm down, calm down. This is a live broadcast. It is illegal to abuse children. Abusing children who are doing homework will be severely condemned by the general public! Besides, I think the child He didn't mean it on purpose, maybe he really thought it would be nicer to call you Jian Douxin?"
"" Jian Yi stared at him coldly: "Then this name is given to you."
Jian Chenglang: ""
Jian Chenglang thought to himself, if I were really called Jian Douxin, I would be a prodigal son in a nightclub, drive a luxury car, and pick up women. I would not even dare to give him a business card.
Even if I give it, others might think I am a bean paste bun seller just by looking at my name.
Thinking of this, Jian Chenglang had to thank his knowledgeable parents for giving him and his brother such literate names.
After silently thanking him, Jian Chenglang coughed lightly and thought about settling the matter quickly.
So, he quietly glanced at Jian Xiyan, who was immersed in writing a composition. Seeing that he didn't pay attention, he whispered to Jian Yi:
"Brother, don't be angry. I think even if you beat Xiao Yan to death, he won't change it. It's not like you don't know how stubborn Xiao Yan is. You see, he even changed the name on your business card. It¡¯s been changed, and it¡¯s clear that I want you to change your name.¡±
Jian Yi¡¯s face was expressionless: ¡°So, I will call you Jian Douxin from now on?¡±
"" Jian Chenglang couldn't hold it in any longer. Just as he was about to laugh, his brother stared back at him. He quickly said:
"Brother, just be patient now. At worst, you can steal Xiao Yan's composition later and change the word '¶¹ÐÄ' back. It's rare that Xiao Yan starts writing about you. Don't you want to read it?" , your image in Xiao Yan¡¯s heart?¡±
At the last parent-teacher meeting, Jian Xi said "I don't have a father", which directly erased Jian Yi's existence.
Not to mention, describe the image of Jian Yi as a father in his heart.
For example, Xiao Luli, in her heart, her father is tall and thin, but he is also the best and best person in the world.
In Qu Qianqian¡¯s eyes, Qu Sinian is as good-looking as her.
Although there is only such a sentence, it can be regarded as a disguised compliment to Qu Si for growing up well.
As for Zhang Yiming, he described Zhang Dazhuang as dark, fat, and with small eyes. Although these are derogatory words, they are also true, but at least Zhang Yiming also wrote about the image of his father in his heart.
Only simple Western proverbs.
Jian Xiyan himself has big problems. He is slightly autistic and doesn't like to talk. He stays in his room all day long. Even the psychiatrist doesn't know what he is thinking.
After finally going to kindergarten and hanging out with Lu Li and the others, Jian Xiyan's situation improved a lot and he gradually became more outgoing.
Although I still don¡¯t like to talk, I can at least express myself through writing.
But he never wrote anything about what kind of person my father was, what happened to my father. Jian Chenglang didn't know if Jian Xiyan had told Xiao Luli and the others about Jian Yi, but in his memory, Jian Xiyan rarely mentioned his father. He never said anything good about Jian Yi, often fought with Jian Yi, and never said anything bad about Jian Yi.
Still silent.
Now I finally have the opportunity to see the image of Jian Yi in Jian Xiyan's mind, even if there is only one sentence, no matter whether it is good or bad, as long as Jian Xiyan writes about Jian Yi, it is worth it.
¡°At least they can finally know what kind of existence Jian Yi¡¯s father is to Jian Xiyan.
Jian Yi said nothing, obviously acquiescing.
In this regard, Jian Yi has always been able to make great concessions in dealing with Jian Xiyan's mental illness.
Jian Chenglang was not afraid that his brother would not agree, but he never expected that this would be the decision he regretted most today.
In the short time they chatted, Jian Xiyan had already written a lot.
The photographer also noticed it and quickly zoomed in on the composition text of Jian Xiyan.
But he didn¡¯t dare to get too close. After all, Jian Xiyan didn¡¯t like the closeness of strangers, which would make him feel disgusted.
Then¡ª¡ª
Three seconds passed¡ª¡ª
The audience in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy!
Jian Chenglang's expression could not be more stiff.
Jian Yi was already pressing her knuckles expressionlessly.
Jian Xiyan didn¡¯t notice them, and was still writing the composition very immersedly:
"I have a father, his name is Jian Douxin. In fact, I didn't have a father before, because I asked my father to dig coal, but he didn't go and beat me, saying that he wanted to sell the house. ?Later, when he was selling the house, he was beaten to death. But now when writing a composition, my father must be beside me, and the topic is also about my father. I have no choice but to bring my father back to life first and let him watch me write the composition. Otherwise, Sister Lili and the others all have fathers, and I am the only one. No, I would be embarrassed. When I finish writing the composition, my father will die again, but this time, he was not beaten to death for selling his house, but was beaten to death by me, because his name was too difficult to write, so I wrote it all. After five times, I still couldn¡¯t write it well. He kept asking me to correct it. Hey, his name and him are so annoying. I¡¯d better die soon. ¡¿
Jian Chenglang: ""
Jian Yi: ""
Five seconds later¡ª¡ª
"elder brother!!!"
Jian Chenglang's heartbreaking voice rang out in the Lu family's living room: "Brother, calm down, I'm sorry, you, you, do you still remember that I am your favorite biological brother!!! Ah, I x , Stop hitting, stop hitting brother, it¡¯s Xiaoyan who said he wanted to beat you to death, and it¡¯s him who said you¡¯re annoying, it has nothing to do with me, why are you hitting me.¡±
Jian Chenglang clutched his stomach, wanting to cry but without tears, with a look of injustice on his face.
Jian Yi pressed her wrist with her fingers and borrowed Jian Chenglang's previous words expressionlessly: "It is illegal to abuse children, and abusing children who are doing homework will be severely condemned by the general public, so I can't hit them." He can only hit you."
""
Jian Chenglang had a dogged look on his face: "Brother, do you actually think that I actually look like a child?"
Jian Yi glanced at him with an indifferent expression: "A 23-year-old child?"
Jian Chenglang touched his nose angrily: "pretend I didn't say anything."
When Jian Chenglang walked over to the sofa, he saw that Jian Xiyan actually wanted to continue writing.
He suddenly trembled and felt that his whole body was starting to hurt. He quickly went over to stop him. He smiled reluctantly:
"Well, Xiaoyan, didn't your teacher say that you should write at least 200 words in your composition? You already have 200 words. You don't need to continue writing. Really, really don't need to. You have already written very, very well. Well, even my uncle thought your writing was great after reading it, and the teacher will definitely give you an excellent one when the time comes!"
¡¾Hahahahaha, the director of the show even said such nonsense in order not to be beaten to death by his brother! ¡¿
¡¾Ah ah ah ah, brother Xiyan, write for me! Keep writing, write another thousand words, hahahaha, I haven¡¯t laughed enough yet! ¡¿
¡¾That¡¯s right! It's a pity that the director is alone, but he has made it possible for all of us. This deal is a good deal, hahahaha! ¡¿
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