Movie Variety Show: Making Friends, Daily Life, Strategy

Zhang Haoran smiled and continued, "Aunt Song, do you think it took me a year to graduate because I worked hard enough?"

When Song Qian heard Zhang Haoran's words, she immediately understood what he meant.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Zhang Haoran and said, "Hard work is inevitable, and your talent is also indispensable."

Zhang Haoran nodded, looked at Song Qian and said, "So no matter how much Yingzi takes extra classes, she can't catch up with those geniuses."

"It can even be said that from the beginning to the end, the person she was chasing and surpassing was herself."

Song Qian was silent for a while, then she looked at the two of them and suddenly said, "You two asked me to come up for dinner today just to persuade me not to tutor Yingzi?"

Zhang Haoran shook his head and said with a smile: "Aunt Song, you guessed wrong."

"I mainly want to advise you not to put too much pressure on Yingzi, and secondly, I want to advise you to do something normal for Yingzi."

Song Qian couldn't help but interrupt when she heard this: "What kind of pressure did I put on her?"

"And why is what I made not normal?"

You can say she can do it, but it is impossible to deny her efforts.

Zhang Haoran looked at Song Qian and smiled, then said, "Aunt Song, let's first talk about Yingzi's complaints about food, and then talk about studying."

"Yingzi said that you often make her medicinal food when you have nothing to do. Although I don't know what you put in that medicinal food, Aunt Song, it is true that medicine is three-quarters poisonous."

"Besides, some medicinal ingredients conflict with each other. If you don't have the prescription given by the old Chinese doctor, and Yingzi has any problems after taking it, you won't be able to find the right balance even if you regret it."

"And the sea cucumber has a fishy smell when eaten raw. What if it really upsets my stomach and affects my exams?"

"Although your purpose is to nourish Yingzi's body, I have never seen anyone eat ginseng as if it were a carrot."

Hearing this, Song Qian glanced at her daughter who was sitting there like an ostrich, feeling a little helpless. She really said whatever she wanted.

"No wonder you asked her to cook for me today. It turns out she was waiting for me here."

"Okay, okay, I won't let you eat those anymore, okay?"

Hearing Song Qian's words, Qiao Yingzi looked up at Song Qian in disbelief.

Seeing Song Qian's helpless look, Qiao Yingzi exclaimed "Yeah".

Seeing her daughter's happy face, Song Qian was both angry and amused: "Are the dishes I cook so bad?"

Qiao Yingzi looked at Song Qian and smiled, then ran to Song Qian like a lackey and started to show her courtesy.

"No, no, how can the food my mom cooks be bad?"

"It's just a little bit rare, just a little bit." Qiao Yingzi said as she measured it with her hand.

Song Qian rolled her eyes at Qiao Yingzi, then turned to look at Zhang Haoran: "What about the pressure?"

Zhang Haoran did not answer Song Qian's question, but asked Song Qian another question.

"Aunt Song wants Yingzi to go to Huaqing University. Is it because it is close to home, or because it is one of the best universities in our country?"

Although Song Qian didn't know what Zhang Haoran was up to, she still said, "All of them. What's the matter?"

“What if Yingzi didn’t get into Huaqing University but got into Nanjing University?”

Song Qian frowned when she heard this.

Qiao Yingzi glanced at Zhang Haoran, then looked at Song Qian, with some uneasiness in her eyes.

"Or, if you consider Yingzi's future, wouldn't an Ivy League university abroad be better?"

Hearing this, Song Qian frowned even more tightly.

She looked at Qiao Yingzi with complicated eyes and said in a low voice: "Yingzi, of course Mom hopes you have a better future."

“But this Nanyang University…”

Song Qian seemed to be hesitant to speak, feeling very conflicted.

When Qiao Yingzi heard what her mother said, she couldn't help but bite her lip, and a hint of stubbornness flashed in her eyes.

"Mom, NTU is also a very good school. I think it's good to be there. I can learn a lot and realize my dream!"

When Song Qian heard her daughter talking about her dream, she subconsciously asked, "Dream? What dream?"

Qiao Yingzi looked at Song Qian, a little hesitant, but still said with determination: "National Space Administration!"

When Song Qian heard this, she exploded like a barrel of explosives.

After hearing this, she finally understood what was going on.

All the talk about cooking by yourself and the food being unpalatable is just a prelude.

Qiao Yingzi just wanted to go to Nanjing University and study aerospace!

"No! I don't care about your dream or the National Space Administration. You have to go to Huaqing University."

Hearing this, Qiao Yingzi's lips drooped and she was about to cry out of grievance.

"Hey, hey, hey, Ms. Song Qian, please don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Haoran couldn't help but speak out when he heard Song Qian's words.

Song Qian turned her head and looked at Zhang Haoran, and said coldly: "This is a matter between us mother and daughter, and has nothing to do with you, an outsider."

Then he looked at Qiao Yingzi and said with a straight face, "Get up and come home with me!"

Zhang Haoran's face turned cold when he heard this. He looked at Song Qian and said, "Although I don't think Qiao Yingzi can join the National Space Administration."

"But that's no reason to look down on NASA."

"All those who can enter the National Space Administration are the country's top talents. They have made indelible contributions to the country's aerospace development."

"It's just like those scientists who traveled across the oceans to come back during the founding of the country, hiding their identities and forging swords for the country."

After hearing what Zhang Haoran said, Song Qian was silent for a moment and then explained, "I don't mean to look down on you. I..."

Zhang Haoran waved his hand and said in a dull tone: "Whatever, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

"When you force Qiao Yingzi to death and force her to commit suicide, you will realize your mistake."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Haoran shook his head, looked at Song Qian with sarcasm and said, "No, I'm afraid that even if Qiao Yingzi dies, you still won't realize your mistake."

"How can a parent be wrong? You just think that Qiao Yingzi's psychological endurance is not strong enough."

Qiao Yingzi looked at the two of them with some worry in her eyes.

She didn't understand how things had come to this.

When Song Qian heard Zhang Haoran's words, her expression suddenly changed: "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean I forced her to death? Besides, how could Yingzi commit suicide when she was fine?"

Song Qian felt a little uncomfortable and confused.

She felt that everything she did was for Qiao Yingzi's future and was out of love and concern for her daughter.

She got up at five o'clock every morning to cook for Qiao Yingzi, but the food she got was tasteless.

He gave Qiao Yingzi extra lessons every night and went to bed at eleven or twelve o'clock, but was accused of bringing pressure to his daughter.

It became the reason and excuse for forcing his daughter to death.

Song Qian felt a little aggrieved and helpless.

Zhang Haoran's words were like a sword, piercing through Song Qian's seemingly strong exterior.