MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

  Chapter 1 The day they announced their romance, I was holding a balloon

   This is undeniable: the chirping of cicadas in the trees increased his anxiety and tension before confession.

  After receiving the admission letter from Haidong Normal University, he decided to formally confess his love to Song Xi, who had been in love with him for three years.

   But before that, he was going to ask his classmate and co-poster Xiao Ding Linlang to do a little favor: "Linlang, I want you to judge from a girl's point of view whether my confession skills will work or not."

  On a summer afternoon, the campus of Wanghuai No. 1 Middle School is sunny and hot, and the tall ginkgo trees look far away at the silent Jingshan Mountain.

Wearing a blue T-shirt, white sweatpants, wearing a pair of AJ11 buckles, and wearing short hair all the year round, Ding Linlang, who always has the expression of "An Neng can tell whether I am male or female" on her face, said succinctly: "Speaking of it, Listen."

He pondered for a while, and said affectionately: "Song Xi, there is a sentence that I have kept in my heart for three years. I didn't say it before because I was afraid of delaying your studies. Today I want to muster up the courage to tell you——I like you! "

  When Ding Linlang heard this, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

   "Can you be serious?"

   "OK, OK, I hold back, you continue."

He made some adjustments and continued: "Besides, I want to tell you another piece of good news. I have already received the admission letter from Haidong Normal University. Do you know why I chose Haidong Normal University? Because, I have known since the first year of high school. Your dream university is China International Studies University, and your yearning city is Zhonghai. In fact, my dream university is Nankai, but in order to go to the same city as you, I gave up..."

   "Stop it first, didn't you give up on Nankai because you didn't have enough points?" Ding Linlang glanced at him sideways and revealed it on the spot.

   "Don't interrupt!" He stopped angrily.

   "My, my..." Ding Linlang raised her hands to signal that she would stop making trouble.

He paused and continued to practice his confession lines: "For you, I gave up my dream, because in my heart, you are a dream with higher priority, so Song Xi, would you like to be my girlfriend? If you do, You just nod your head, and if you don’t want to, you can recite the whole text of "Li Sao"."

   "The descendants of Emperor Gaoyang, my emperor called Boyong..." Ding Linlang didn't hesitate.

   "Ding Linlang!" He stopped again.

  Ding Linlang laughed loudly and said, "Qian Quan, Qian Quan, don't you know that this kind of clever confession is ineffective for a graduate who just finished the college entrance examination?

   "Our current knowledge reserve is at the peak stage of life. It can be said that we know astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.

  Looks like it’s just for fun... You have to wait for us to go to college for a few years before using this trick. "

  Qian Quan sighed: "Forget it, let's write a love letter."

   "Don't, chasing girls is still quicker to confess. It may be because you called me another girl's name just now. I didn't feel substituting. Now you try to confess by my name, and I will feel it again."

   "I confessed to you and called you by name, don't you think that picture is too philosophical? It seems to be playing "Happy Together" or "Brokeback Mountain"..."

   There is no way, Qian Quan has never treated Ding Linlang as a girl since he was a child.

  Although she has fair skin and beautiful facial features, she wears short hair, drinks beer, whistles, plays basketball, and most importantly, she is open-minded and approachable, and her chest does not rise and fall even when she is angry.

  From elementary school to high school, Qian Quan helped many female classmates to hand her love letters.

  Especially in the second year of junior high school, a female classmate in the class copied half-semester handouts for her, and finally learned that she was also a girl, and she was in a trance for a whole week. It is said that the pillow was wet from crying that night.

   Letting Qian Quan confess to her is really a strong man's lock.

   "Haha, that's true. You should write a love letter. At worst, I'll polish it up for you later." Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan with a half-smile.

   "That's more or less."

  Qian Quan is still very convinced of Ding Linlang's literary talents. After all, he won the second prize in the New Concept Composition Competition, and this year he was admitted to the Chinese Department of Fudan University with excellent results.

  In addition, Qian Quan also knows a little secret of Ding Linlang, she has been secretly writing pure love novels on the citong.com under the pen name of "Manmu Linlang", and has even been on the gold list.

After learning of this secret, Qian Quan did not expose her, but immediately registered a small account and sneaked into her reader group, playing the role of a strict, critical and loyal reader in the group, often picking thorns and catching bugs for the author He encouraged me, but unexpectedly became an administrator.

   Three o'clock in the afternoon.

  Students came to the school one after another.

  Today, the students in Class 3 (2) of senior high school are going to hold a teacher appreciation banquet in the Zhuangyuan Building near the school. We make an appointment to meet at the school and then go there together.

  This teacher appreciation banquet is an old tradition in Wanghuai No. 1 Middle School. On the one hand, everyone has a breakup meal together to say goodbye.

  Seeing other people coming, Ding Linlang returned to his usual state of aloofness and rejection of others thousands of miles away.

  Qian Quan greeted everyone with a smile, his eyes searching for Song Xi consciously or unconsciously.

   "One per person."

  At this time, Luo Hu, the sports committee member, came over with a bunch of balloons in his hands, and he sent them out whenever he saw them.

   "Are you going to bring balloons there today?" Qian Quan asked with a smile.

   "No, this is another event, you will know later, everyone do as I said, and there will be a big red envelope afterwards." Luo Hu said.

   Hearing that there are red envelopes, everyone is more active.

   After a while, everyone held a balloon in their hands, fluttering gently with the wind, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, colorful and vivid in the sun.

   "Now we stand in two rows." Luo Hu directed.

  Everyone stood up with curiosity on their faces.

  Luo Hu took out his phone and sent a message.

   Next second.

  A brand new black BMW slowly drove in from the door and stopped firmly at the front of the team.

   Then, everyone saw the classmate Sun Shaokang getting out of the car.

   "Handsome!" Luo Hu took the lead in booing.

  Sun Shaokang waved at everyone smartly, walked to the front passenger door, opened the car door, and stretched out his hand to lead a beautiful girl in a white dress with fluttering hair under the eyes of everyone.

   Song Xi!

  Qian Quan's expression changed.

   Immediately, he watched Sun Shaokang and Song Xi walking towards this side hand in hand.

   "Wow—" the students burst into a gossip-like noise.

  Qian Quan was as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, and he froze like an ice sculpture.

   Soon, Sun Shaokang and Song Xi walked in front of him.

   stopped.

   Many students who knew about Qian Quan's crush on Song Xi's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a stare.

   "Qian Quan, why do you look a little unhappy?" Sun Shaokang asked interestingly.

   "Oh, I'm fine." Qian Quan forced a smile and shook the green balloon in his hand.

   "It's fine," Sun Shaokang nodded seemingly concerned, then looked at Song Xi again, "By the way, Song Xi, didn't you say that you have something to return to Qian Quan?"

"En." Song Xi responded, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to Qian Quan, "Qian Quan, this is what you said in my classmate record, I don't think it's appropriate, I'll return it today you."

  Qian Quan was dumbfounded.

  Sun Shaokang on the side smiled and said: "You won't forget what you wrote, right? It's a poem, something like 'The sun goes down, I am your fishing boat, your anchor', remember?"

  Qian Quan didn't answer, but took the paper.

"One thing to say, this poem of yours is quite artistic, and when you go to university and write it to other girls, maybe you can really trick you into an ignorant girl, haha, just kidding... Actually, I just want to tell you, Song Xi It's enough for her to have my car, and not your boat and anchor, okay?"

  Sun Shaokang said, and patted Qian Quan on the shoulder friendly, "Be happy, today is a good day."

  Boom!

  A balloon exploded.

  Everyone was taken aback.

  Ding Linlang, who was standing next to Qian Quan, said expressionlessly: "Do you have to do this?"

   "What?" Sun Shaokang asked.

  Ding Linlang didn't even look at him, and stepped forward to pull Qian Quan: "Let's go."

  Qian Quan and Ding Linlang left together.

   "Don't forget to collect the red envelopes I will distribute in the group later!" Sun Shaokang shouted to the back of the two.

  Ding Linlang dragged Qian Quan out of the school gate, all the way up Jingshan Mountain, and came to Bianhe Cave.

   "Go home directly?" Ding Linlang asked.

   "No need." Qian Quan looked into the distance.

  Ding Linlang also stopped talking.

   After a long time, Ding Linlang suddenly said to himself:

   "She's not a heroine."

"Um?"

   "I said Song Xi, she is not your heroine, nor does she have the temperament of a heroine."

  Qian Quan laughed, he knew why Ding Linlang said that, because she was a novelist.

   "But you still need to say goodbye to this relationship, don't be decadent, don't give up on yourself, wave goodbye, wait for three to five years and then look back."

   "Yeah." Qian Quan nodded, "Don't worry, I, Qian Quan, have great ambitions, and I won't be ruined by such a girl."

  Ding Linlang smiled gratifiedly, and said with emotion: "This world is like this. Some people desperately want to go to the magic city, and some people are born in the magic city. After all, reincarnation is also a technical job. If we want to get ahead, we can only rely on ourselves."

   "Yes, we can only rely on ourselves." Qian Quan agreed.

  【Ding~The condition is triggered successfully, the system has detected a suitable host in this universe, and the matching begins...】

   A mechanically synthesized voice suddenly sounded in Qian Quan's mind, which stunned him.

  【Match successful! The 'Tiger Father No Dog Subsystem' has been activated and is about to be bound to the host...]

  Qian Quan: What the hell? ? ?

  (end of this chapter)