White lotus cultivation system

"Guoli orange, do you want to drink?" The young man's gentle voice.

"Ah... ok, ok... thank you!" Zhao Jiayan took it carefully. In the transparent cup, there was an orange-yellow liquid suspended with attractive flesh.

"Don't be too cautious," the young man smiled, "It should be me thanking you for taking the time to make up lessons for me."

Two young teenagers in their prime are sitting side by side in front of a wooden desk. The sunset is shining, and the streets and alleys downstairs are filled with the laughter of children coming home from school. The fishy smell floats gracefully into the room through the wide windows, playfully teasing the sensitive sense of smell like a young animal. The cool evening wind in early autumn blows over the open exercise books, and the yellow table lamp that is turned on casually, Everything is exuding a freehand brushwork of the world.

This painting is not amazing, it is so ordinary, but it is so touching that many years later, when the teenagers in it recall it, it seems that it is right in front of them, which is embarrassing.

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For the scumbags, the topics are divided into: those who know and those who don’t; Wrong.

"...The theorems to be used in this question are these, but I don't recommend using the method the teacher taught in class to solve it."

"Why, do you have a better way?" He bit the pen holder in confusion, looked in Zhao Jiayan's direction, but suddenly froze.

"Complicated, redundant, and repetitive," Zhao Jiayan pushed his glasses, and the clumsy black frame couldn't conceal the young man's wise and sharp eyes. "The more complicated the steps, the higher the chance of making mistakes."

Holding the black pen with his bony bones, the young man drew a straight vertical bisector on the polygon with no rules at all, "It only takes six sentences to prove this question with this median line. "

After finishing speaking, he put down his pen and looked up to find that the other party's clear eyes were looking straight at him. Zhao Jiayan was at a loss for a moment. Am I too complacent? What would he think of me?

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiayan was extremely ashamed, and bit his lower lip nervously.

"Zhao Jiayan, you are so amazing!" The boy's voice full of praise sounded from above his head, Zhao Jiayan suddenly raised his head, and looked at the boy who was speaking in disbelief, the hand hanging on his knee was held by the other's warm and delicate palm, so firm, So reliable!

Zhao Jiayan's eyes turned red unconsciously: "Don't you... don't you think I'm a different kind?"

"No, listen to me, you are a genius, and you will definitely become a very good person in the future!" Thinking of the humble and shy boy in front of him, who will shine in a certain academic field in the future, he can't help but praise. He gave a slightly fatherly smile of relief.

The young man sat under the window sill, and the burning sunset at the end of the sky, through the window, sprinkled diamond-shaped light, coating the young man's soft hair and moving eyebrows with a layer of holy gold, "Believe in yourself, you are correct."

"Successfully use the healing technique to increase the gratitude of the plot character Zhao Jiayan by 20 points. Congratulations on gaining the favorability of the character Zhao Jiayan."

Many years later, successive reporters came to interview the famous Zhao Jiayan. When asked whether he, as a leading figure in the medical field, was an atheist who only believed in scientific facts, Zhao replied: "I don't believe in illusory so-called gods. , but there is really an angel in my life."

"It's really hard for you today."

"No... no hard work, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow, be careful on the road!"

Until he walked out of Li Mohuai's house, Zhao Jiayan still couldn't believe that this day's experience was not a beautiful dream.Is this a friend?His first friend... No, the word friend is too thin to include this touching, Li Mo cherishes him...he is the most special to him!

However, the next moment, the boy wearing black-rimmed glasses smiled slightly. In the past, he had always feared and even hated his unusual head, but today he no longer hates it, and can even be said to be grateful for it!It was the excellent grades it brought him that allowed him to have the opportunity to get in close contact with that beautiful person, to touch it carefully like a fragile product, and every frown and smile was enough to make him ecstatic.

Watching the other party's back gradually go away, the older boy with a deceptive angelic face gently locked the door behind him, and his figure disappeared in the shadows of the houses.

"It's a very pleasant day. Your efficiency in completing tasks is commendable, so what are you going to do now?"

"He is still too young, I am worried that something will happen to him walking at night."

"In terms of your physique, with all due respect, you may be more prone to accidents."

"Really?" He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a half-smile.

"...Okay, maybe I'm worrying too much." The system's voice was helpless.

"Actually..." he whispered.

"what did you say?"

"It's nothing." He frowned almost invisibly, hoping that things were not what he was worried about.

"Damn boy, you still know how to come back!" Zhao Jiayan quietly opened the door of the house, and what was mixed with the smell of alcohol came towards him, fists and feet raining down on his body, and a tall and strong man with stubble on his face cursed inarticulately With rude and ugly words, he vented his brute force and anger on the thin boy.

"Bring it!" The man pulled the young man in front of him, spreading his hands forward.

"No... woo..." Before Zhao Jiayan finished speaking, he was kicked mercilessly again, and the pain caused him to kneel on the ground and pant heavily.

"No? How dare you say no! Even you don't want my father!"

"I...I didn't go to work today..."

"Fired? Huh, I knew that group of unscrupulous bosses didn't have any good things! Damn...damn...!" The man's cursing gradually turned into muttering, repeating the same words, gradually getting drunk and unconscious.

The boy on the ground took a breath, picked up his clumsy black-rimmed glasses and put them on. The difference was that the eyes under the lenses were no longer full of cowardice and inferiority, but instead showed a sense of determination and responsibility.

"He said that it will continue tomorrow..." Zhao Jiayan raised the corner of his mouth, and his eyes, which were always resigned, showed a faint longing. This was the first time he was so looking forward to the arrival of the next day.

It feels good to be alive with hope.

Outside the door, a slender figure stood there for a long time, until the light from the crack of the door went out, the figure let out a low sigh, moved slightly, and a beautiful and astonishing young man turned out of the shadow.

"I thought that as long as he came home late enough and his father was asleep, he could avoid domestic violence," the system analyzed, "but I didn't consider that an alcoholic might not follow ordinary people's work and rest habits. Too much It's too taken for granted."

"indeed."

"Actually, you don't have to be too depressed. You have worked very hard, but no one expected the result, right?"

"Ah."

"You can also try other methods, this task does not immediately judge you to fail."

"Ah."

"Are you listening?"

"Ah."

"I am very concerned about your condition."

He paused for a long time, and said quietly: "I'm fine, and I won't give up."

"With your promise, I am relieved."

However, in the past, he only regarded saving Zhao Jiayan as a task entrusted to him by the system, but now, the pain and trauma imposed by that unfortunate family made him witness a bright pearl that was supposed to be outstanding covered by a thick layer. Dust, from the moment he heard the groans in the house, from the moment he didn't rush in to protect Zhao Jiayan's self-esteem, he began to really want to rescue the child from the quagmire.

The author has something to say: Zhao (dying): I am the first Xiaogong in Jinjiang who has been subjected to domestic violence for three consecutive chapters (maybe there will be more)...Gong...By the way, I am Gong, right? !Rong (touching Blind Zhao's dog's head): You ask me if you are attacking?I just say: to abuse you is to think highly of you.Learn from this sentence for yourself!Zhao: What a fool! !Rong: Kneel down!Next chapter, close the door and let Gu Shaofeng go!Gu (shrunk in the corner): The earth is terrible! !Help! !Beep! !