Chapter 605 I didn't have a father before

"Eh eh, brother, brother, calm down, calm down, this is a live broadcast. Child abuse is illegal, and the abuse of children who are doing homework will be severely condemned by the general public! And, I look down on it. He didn't mean it on purpose, maybe he really thinks that you call Jian Douxin better?"

"..." Jian Yi stared at him coldly: "Then this name is for you."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Jian Cheng Langxin said that if I really want to be Jian Douxin, I will go out to be a prodigal in a nightclub, drive a luxury car, and make a woman, I am afraid I will not even dare to give a business card.

Even if I give it, just by looking at the name, others might think that I am a bean paste bun.

Thinking of this, Jian Chenglang had to thank them. Their knowledgeable parents actually gave him and his brother such a literate name.

After silently thanking, Jian Chenglang gave a light cough, thinking about solving the matter quickly.

So, he quietly glanced at Jian Xi's proverb, which was writing his composition. After seeing that he hadn't noticed here, he whispered to Jian Yi:

"Brother, don't be angry. I think even if you kill the little proverb, he won't change it. You don't know how stubborn the little proverb is. You see, he always put the name on your business card. It’s changed, and it’s made clear that you want to change your name."

Jian Yi was expressionless: "So, I will call Jian Douxin from now on?"

"..." Jian Chenglang couldn't hold back anymore. Just about to laugh, he was stared back at him by his brother. He quickly said:

"Brother, you can bear it now, the big deal is that afterwards you go and steal the little proverb's composition, and change the word'bean heart' back. It's rare that the little proverb starts to write about you, don't you want to read it? , Is your image in Xiao Yan's heart?"

At the last parent 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 Lu Li, in her heart, her father is tall and thin, and the best and best person in the world.

In Qu Qianqian's eyes, Qu Sinian looked as good as her.

Although there is only one sentence, it can be regarded as a disguised boast of Xia Qusi's good age.

Zhang Yiming wrote that Zhang Dazhuang was dark and fat, and his eyes were small. Although they were all derogatory words, it was also a fact, but at the very least, Zhang Yiming also wrote the image of his father in his mind.

Only Jianxi proverbs.

Jian Xiyan himself has a big problem. He is slightly autistic and doesn't like to talk. He is bored in the room all day long. Even the psychologist doesn't know what he is thinking.

After finally going to kindergarten, after mixing with Lu Li and the others, Jian Xiyan's situation has improved a lot, and gradually he has become more outgoing.

Although I still don't like to talk, at least I can write expressions.

But he never wrote about what kind of person my dad is and how my dad is. Jian Chenglang wonders if Jian Xiyan has told Xiao Luli and the others about Jian Yi, but in his memory, Jian Xiyan rarely mentions his father. He has never said good things about Jian Yi, often fights with Jian Yi, and never said bad things about Jian Yi.

Just still taciturn.

Now I finally have a chance to see Jian Xi’s heart, Jian Yi’s image, even if there is only one sentence, whether it’s good or bad, as long as Jian Xi writes Jian Yi, it’s worth it.

At least they can finally know what kind of existence Jian Yi, the father of Jian Xi, is like.

Jian Yi didn't say a word anymore, obviously tacitly agreeing.

Jian Yi has always been able to make big concessions regarding Jianxi's mental illness.

Jian Chenglang was not afraid that his brother would not agree, but he did not expect that this would be his last regret decision today.

In the days when they were talking, Jian Xiyan has written a lot down.

The photographer also noticed, and quickly zoomed in to focus on Jian Xi’s text.

But don't dare to get too close. After all, Jian Xiyan doesn't like the closeness of strangers, which makes him feel disgusted.

then--

Three seconds passed-

The audience in the live room laughed crazy!

Jian Chenglang's expression was stiff and could no longer be stiff.

Jian Yi was already pressing his knuckles blankly.

Jian Xiyan didn't notice them, and was still writing the composition very devotedly:

[I have a dad, his name is Jian Douxin. Actually, I didn’t have a dad before, because I asked my dad to dig coal. He didn’t go and beat me, saying that he wanted to sell the house. Then, when he was selling the house, he was beaten to death. But now I’m writing my essay, my dad must be beside me, and the title is my dad. I can’t help it, so I have to let my dad live back and let him watch me writing, otherwise, sister Lili and they all have dad, just me No, I would be embarrassed. When I finish writing the composition, my dad will die again, but this time, he was not killed by selling the house, but by me, because his name is too difficult to write, so I wrote it all. After five times, I still can't write it well. He kept asking me to change it. Hey, his name is so annoying to him, so let's die earlier. 】

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Jian Yi: "..."

Five seconds later-

"brother!!!"

Jian Chenglang's heart-piercing voice sounded in the living room of the Lu family: "Brother, calm down, let me wipe it, you, do you remember that I am your favorite brother!!! Ah, I x , Don’t fight, don’t fight brother, yes, it’s the little proverb who said he wanted to kill you, and he said that you are very annoying. It has nothing to do with me. Why are you hitting me?"

Jian Chenglang clutched his belly, crying without tears, with a face of injustice.

Jian Yi pressed her finger on her wrist, and expressionlessly borrowed from Jian Chenglang’s previous words: “It is illegal to abuse children, and to abuse children who are doing homework will be severely condemned by the general public. Therefore, I cannot fight. He can only hit you."

"..."

Jian Chenglang looked dogleg: "...Brother, do you think I actually look like a child?"

Jian Yi glanced at him coldly: "23-year-old child?"

Jian Cheng waved his nose angrily: "...when I didn't say it."

When Jian Cheng went to the sofa, he saw Jian Xi's proverb and wanted to continue writing.

He suddenly felt aroused, feeling that his whole body was beginning to aches, and quickly stopped him, he smiled reluctantly:

"That, little proverb, didn't your teacher say that you have to write at least 200 words in your composition? You already have 200 words. You don't need to write any more. Really, really don't need to. You have already written very, very well. Well, even my uncle reads it and thinks your writing is great, and the teacher will definitely give you an excellent one!"

[Hahahaha, the director of the program group even said this kind of nonsense in order not to be beaten to death by his brother! 】

[Ahhhhh, brother Xiyan, write to me! Keep writing, and write him a thousand words, hahahaha I haven't smiled enough yet! 】

[That's it! The poor director alone has fulfilled all of us. This deal is a bargain hahahaha! 】

(End of this chapter)