National Biology Program [Rebirth]

Song Youxian believed in what Yan Xier said.Thirty to forty thousand Song Youxian can also get it out, but...

"Is it worth it?" Song Youxian couldn't understand Yan Xi'er.

Yan Xi'er is no better than him, whether it's [-] to [-] from family inheritance or writing something by himself, he can earn it with his brain.Yan Xi'er didn't have much brains, and he didn't have the support of his family. The so-called penny beats a hero, but the [-] to [-] was enough to hurt Yan Xi'er.

"She's my mother." Yan Xi'er choked up.

There is no one who knows a child like a mother, and no one who knows a mother like a son.Yan Xi'er didn't feel unimpressed when her mother expressly asked her to ask Song Youxian for money, but there was nothing she could do, she couldn't afford the money by herself, and it was impossible for her to really watch her mother die.

Song Youxian's eyes were complicated.

At his aunt's house, the only thing he cared about was this cousin.After his parents were in a car accident, he was sent to his aunt because of the comfort and care of his sister, who was only two years older than him.Of course he hoped that Yan Xi'er could abandon that cannibalistic swamp-like native family and think about her wholeheartedly.

However, if the bone is cut to return the father and the flesh is returned to the mother, Nezha will be born in about 5000 years.What Yan Xi'er valued was her mother who gave her love in that family, and her father who happily bought her some snacks after winning money occasionally.

"Miss, do you know why your parents fought this morning?" Song Youxian said suddenly.

Yan Xi'er pursed her lips and said nothing.

"it's me."

Yan Xi'er still didn't respond, obviously, she also knew about it a long time ago.

Song Youxian laughed: "To prevent wild beasts from attacking and eating people, we must hit them until they know it hurts. If I let go of this, it will be endless troubles. People always have to plan for themselves."

"Miss, many people may have told you that my younger brother is young, and it is not easy for my mother to love my younger brother. It is hard for my father to help my mother, so I have to be considerate." Song Youxian let out a sigh of relief, "And then, what about you. "

"People always praise those who give selflessly, such as brothers and sisters who drop out of school, and work to support their younger siblings to study. In the end, they cultivated something, so this person is very remarkable, very great. It's like in a fairy tale, always staying in the prince and princess live happily ever after.”

"Time always goes on."

"Some are successful and start to feel that even if they have developed any muddy legs, they come to make friends. Some have a good heart, they will miss their brothers and sisters, and they will help if they can, and that's it."

"Those people in the sky will always be in the sky, and the ones on the ground occasionally eat something that others missed, and they are proud to tell their children, look, your parents are very powerful, and they have raised a heavenly person." Song Youxian The tone was very flat, without much emotion, but it seemed more mocking to Yan Xi'er's ears.

Yan Xi'er couldn't help it, and angrily said: "Cold-blooded and heartless, if uncle is still alive, he will definitely break your leg."

Song Youxian looked at Yan Xi'er with an angry expression on his face, with a fear that he didn't realize.It was as if a door to an unknown and terrifying world opened to her, and she closed that door in a panic.

"Maybe." Song Youxian didn't refute, knowing that when he said these things, Yan Xi'er would treat himself as a scourge in a short time and would not dare to see him again, "Go back, Auntie can't do without people Isn't it?"

Who in this world can save who, but each is struggling, there is only so much he can do.

Song Youxian returned home after class, and the bad mood of cutting off his last family relationship with his own hands still hasn't recovered, and suddenly remembered the CD that Lu Qibai brought last night.

After a while, Song Youxian found the CD on the bookshelf.Looking at Lu Qibai's bright sunny face without any haze on the cover of the CD, it was as if there were no troubles in the world.

Or maybe not.

Song Youxian played the CD, and the sunny music reverberated in the room. Song Youxian, who was in a rather melancholy mood, slowly relaxed his brows.The name of this disc is "Dream World". It sings about the small flowers and grasses and even the muddy pools seen on the roadside. The sun is warm and the clouds are lazy. The world is bright, even with colorful bubbles. , just like young people wantonly enjoying happiness.

Lu Qibai came back from working overtime at night, and when he got out of the elevator, he vaguely heard his own singing.The corners of Wei Wei's mouth also rose because of the day's quarrel with the planner.

Just to put it bluntly, as my fan in the previous life, I will of course like my songs in this life.

Lu Qibai was not in a hurry to go back to his home.Standing on the corridor leaning against the wall, I closed my eyes and listened carefully to the faint singing, one after another, and finally burst out laughing.

After finishing the papers left over from class, Song Youxian let out a sigh of relief.The busy study in the third year of high school is also a good antidote to relax. After at least a few papers, Song Youxian immerses himself in the sea of ​​questions wholeheartedly and forgets about Yan Xi'er.

Taking out his mobile phone, Song Youxian was surprised to find that there was a friend request.

Lu Qibai added your friend through the group "Zhengming community owners group", do you agree?

This is naturally agreed.

Song Youxian did a few hours of practice questions, and he didn't know when Lu Qibai applied for a friend.No one else sent him a message on the phone, Song Youxian glanced at it and was about to put down the phone, wash and sleep.At this moment, Lu Qibai's news popped out.

Lu Qibai: Is my singing really nice <(￣︶￣)>

It was only then that Song Youxian noticed that he had been playing Lu Qibai's songs on a loop for several hours, and he was very focused when doing the questions, completely treating Lu Qibai's singing as the background music, without noticing it.

Seeing Lu Qi's little expression with white hair, Song Youxian made up a proud and complacent peacock with his head up and chest out, and smiled.

Song Youxian: Yes, little heavenly king~

Compared to the previous life when Lu Qibai quit the entertainment industry, he had the well-deserved title of King of Singers, but now Lu Qibai is still a freshman in the entertainment industry.Even if Lu Qibai made his debut at the age of 12, and has been in his debut for ten years now, he is still eagerly called "Little Heavenly King" by fans. Regardless of his age, even if he sings well, the public still feels that he is not qualified enough.

Lu Qibai: Why do you really want to listen to music?

Lu Qibai has always had the confidence that he is the best in the world, but he is not so blind that everyone loves him.Even if Song Youxian was his fan in the previous life, he can clearly feel the other party's indifference when meeting in this life.

For such a person, the possibility of putting his CD on the shelf is much greater than the possibility of suddenly becoming interested in it the next day and circulating it overnight.

If there are abnormal behaviors, there are naturally abnormal things.

Even if not, there is no shame in asking one more question.Whether you are a businessman or a star, thick skin is a basic skill.