Chapter 421 The shackles are broken!

Chapter 421 The shackles are broken!

Chapter 421 The shackles are broken!
The next day, on the 15th, Song Shiwei opened her eyes in the morning and found that her parents had already gotten up.

Song Zuoming slept alone last night, of course he didn't sleep on the sofa.

With a large flat of 300 square meters, even if a man quarrels with his wife, he will not have to sleep on the sofa. He can lie down in any bedroom.

But after a quarrel, the couple ignored each other at home, and even if they passed each other face to face, they still looked at each other coldly.

It's a bit like having conflicts with roommates in a college dormitory.

However, the difference between the two is that it would be awkward for roommates not to talk to each other, but it wouldn’t be awkward for couples who have just had an argument, and they would both take care of their children.

"Weiwei is up?"

Song Zuoming was practicing Ba Duan Jin in the living room when he saw his daughter coming out in short-sleeved pajamas.

Director Song immediately stopped what he was doing, poured a cup of warm water and handed it over: "Moisten your throat."

While Song Shiwei was sipping his drink, Lu Man also came out of the bedroom with a slightly thicker home coat in her hand.

"It's a bit cold in the morning, get dressed first."

Professor Lu's tone was not so friendly, like a strict high school class teacher.

But he put the coat on his daughter very gently, and without even looking at Song Zuoming, he went to the kitchen and asked his aunt to prepare breakfast.

According to Lu Man's habit, breakfast should have been quiet again.

But halfway through her meal, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Lu Man didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept buzzing, so she could only frown and pick up the phone.

However, when he saw the caller ID, his impatient expression suddenly relaxed.

After she answered the call, she listened for a while and then said:

"Zhu Lei, hasn't your father been transferred to Southern Medical University? It's the best hospital in eastern Guangdong for treating uremia. Why are you thinking of dropping out?"

"I know you'll need a kidney transplant in the end, but that's a year or two away. Just focus on your graduate studies first!"

"If the experimental results are wrong, then they are wrong. Academic work is not always smooth sailing. If you choose this path, you must stick to it. I will go back to school in the morning. Let's analyze your experimental results and find the mistakes together."

"Don't thank me, and don't cry. Since I've accepted you as my students, I will watch you graduate steadily."

……

After Lu Man finished the call, he shook his head and put down the phone.

But the speed of eating was obviously much faster, as if he was in a hurry.

Song Zuoming was eating a steamed bun silently beside them. He knew Zhu Lei, a student.

He was very hardworking and insightful, so he was successfully admitted to his wife's graduate program. However, he had a bad fate: his mother died early and his father suffered from uremia. She had expressed the idea of ​​dropping out of school many times to earn money to take care of her father.

However, his wife stopped him and used her connections to send Zhu Lei's father to the Nephrology Department of Southern Medical University. His wife also paid for the dialysis expenses.

In fact, this kind of thing is not the first time, nor will it be the last time, in my wife’s teaching career.

"Hey~"

Song Zuomin sighed.

Why is my wife so tolerant and responsible towards her students, and able to put herself in their shoes and understand their difficulties?

Why do I have such a strong desire to control my family?

"cough……"

Song Zuomin cleared his throat and asked casually, "Xiao Zhu?"

Lu Man was a little puzzled. Normally, the two of them would not make up so quickly after a quarrel. Could it be that this time he had a change of heart and realized his mistake?

"Ah."

So, Lu Man responded.

"Xiao Zhu's life is not easy either."

Song Zuomin sighed, "We can provide any convenience within our capabilities."

"it is good."

Lu Man nodded. Her husband's words made her feel comforted.

"correct."

Song Zuomin asked again, "I remember you had a student named Yang Ruifeng who has already graduated. He seemed to be disliked by the girl's family when he was in love before. He was trapped in love and wanted to commit suicide. How is he now?"

"We're all getting ready to get married!"

Professor Lu immediately became interested in this student, as this was one of the things she was proud of.

After all, it facilitated a marriage and even saved a young man's life.

"When Xiao Yang tried to commit suicide for the last time, I found the girl's parents."

Lu Man's eyes were filled with pride: "I promised them not to look down on Xiao Yang because he is a kid from the mountains. He is a real potential stock. Look at him now..."

"Xiao Yang studied for his doctorate in Japan and published several top journals. Before he returned, he was booked by the Institute of Biology of the Chinese Academy of Sciences."

Lu Man smiled, and even the wrinkles between his brows seemed to be smoothed out: "I heard that this young couple is planning to hold a wedding banquet during the summer vacation, and they have invited me to be the witness."

"very nice."

Song Zuomin said to himself, "I wonder how much higher the potential that Chen Zhuo has shown is than Xiao Yang..."

Only then did Lu Man realize that Director Song was waiting for her here.

But can it be the same?

Students are just students. They have the right not to listen to you, and your responsibility towards them can be big or small.

In other words, students always have room for trial and error in their hearts.

But my daughter can't do that. She has to study and choose a partner according to the route I designed.

Besides, is it harming her to ask her to find an Ivy League elite with outstanding family conditions and settle abroad after graduation?

When her daughter chose to study at this crappy Zhongda University instead of Peking University, Lu Man blamed Chen Zhe for it.

"I'm going to school."

Lu Man interrupted her husband's persuasion.

Today is Saturday, but in order to calm Zhu Lei's emotions, Professor Lu still plans to go back to school to help students find problems in the experiment.

As for her husband's point of view, Lu Man didn't want to listen at all and was too lazy to argue.

When Weiwei goes abroad to study and finds a boyfriend who is well-matched with her, they will know how correct their decision was!

Discovering that his wife had no desire to communicate at all, Song Zuoming could only let the feeling of powerlessness remain in his heart.

But before going downstairs, Lu Man also asked his daughter with concern: "What are your plans for today?"

When a couple quarrels, they may ignore each other for several days because they are angry with each other.

However, when parents and children quarrel, the parents will feel that the matter is over after a nap or a meal.

Moreover, as long as parents feel that the incident is over, their children must also let go of their grudges, otherwise they will be considered disobedient, ignorant, and unfilial.

"I read the game company's information in the morning."

Song Shiwei replied calmly: "I'll go to school to watch the debate competition in the afternoon."

"Oh."

Lu Man knew that his daughter had invested in an Internet technology company in Shanghai, and it was said that a game would be released soon.

But after taking only two steps, Lu Man suddenly paused.

"Are you really here to watch the debate?"

Professor Lu stared at his daughter with a penetrating and sharp gaze.

After all, I had prevented them from celebrating their birthday together. I wondered what ideas Chen, that thoughtful boy, would come up with to deal with the situation.

"Yes."

Song Shiwei replied frankly that this was the original arrangement.

However, the mother's skeptical attitude made the already suffocating shackles seem to have suddenly grown a row of sharp thorns, making it extremely difficult for her to breathe.

"sure?"

However, Lu Man didn't seem to believe it. She hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Is there any evidence that can make me believe that there really is a debate?"

"enough!"

Song Zuomin interrupted loudly: "What are you doing?"

Song Zuomin felt that his wife had gone crazy, and such words seriously hurt the trust between family members.

Song Shiwei was also very surprised. She didn't expect her mother to make such an excessive request.

She raised her head and looked at her mother in a daze.

Lu Man also felt a little uneasy, but the more resolute voice in her mind was, "This is all for her own good. She will be grateful to me sooner or later. I have to be tough now..."

So, Professor Lu responded to his daughter's gaze without avoiding or dodging.

After a while, Song Shiwei seemed to understand. He stood there for a moment like a cold sculpture and opened QQ on his mobile phone.

In the class group, students are discussing lively:
"We must work hard in the debate this afternoon. We must make the economics class run smoothly!"

"It's a pity that our argument is not very good. The focus of university is actually love."

"Hey, hey, hey, you two guys, this is an internal competition, mainly to select members to participate in the school competition, don't be too hostile to others."

……

Professor Lu read a few messages and finally stopped doubting.

Huazhong Agricultural University has also been holding a debate competition recently. Under the cherry trees on campus, there is often a group of students sitting under them preparing materials.

"Come back early to eat after watching."

Lu Man dropped his questioning tone, but even when he was giving instructions, he subconsciously used a commanding tone.

"it is good."

Song Shiwei responded mechanically, finished the last mouthful of porridge, stood up and left the dining room.

It looked no different from usual, but the lonely figure walking back to the bedroom was as calm as the solid ice covering the sea.

Although there seems to be no wind or waves on the surface, there are actually rough waves under the ice.

"One day, you will regret it!"

Song Zuomin said to his wife angrily.

"I won't regret it!"

Professor Lu is like a willful king.

This home is her territory, her family members are her subjects, and everyone and everything must obey her arrangements.

"But I already regret it."

Song Zuomin didn't even look at his wife, dropped his chopsticks and left.

"What do you regret?"

Professor Lu suddenly panicked and asked loudly behind him.

Song Zuoming did not respond, but those two words became clearer and clearer in his mind.

I have thought about divorce before, but I could never really let go of my feelings for my wife.

In addition, divorced status will not only affect the image of leaders within the system, but will also affect the daughter who is in high school.

But if things continued like this, Song Zuoming felt that his wife had become so paranoid that she had reached a dead end.

He was really afraid that his daughter would not be able to bear it one day and something tragic would happen.

"We'll get divorced when our kids go to college..."

Song Zuoming came to the study, closed his eyes and laughed at himself.

It turns out that like many other middle-aged people, I have finally reached this point.

……

At around 2:30 in the afternoon, Song Shiwei appeared at the gate of Sun Yat-sen University's South Campus.

Chen Zhuo spent the day in the office. He had a lot of chats with Yao Lan and Xiang Qing, the employees who were assigned to Changsha, via QQ voice in the morning. He responded to some issues and effectively promoted the speed of market development.

I was busy until the afternoon, and felt that the time was almost up, so I stood at the bus stop in advance and waited.

Watching Song Shiwei walking down from the bus step by step, Chen Zhuxian observed her expression. Her cold and gentle face looked a little pale.

It’s a bit like the first time Chen Zhe saw Song Shiwei when he was reborn.

At that time, Chen Zhuo had not yet entered her world, and it was also the moment when she was most depressed under Professor Lu's "shackles of love" for many years.

Chen had an idea in his mind. Maybe some conflicts happened at home that made Sister Sweet feel like she was back to that stage.

Chen Zhuo didn't ask any more questions.

Not asking doesn't mean not caring. Since it is an unpleasant memory, why bother repeating it again.

The biggest difference between mature men and young boys is that when faced with a problem, they can observe calmly first, then think, and finally solve it in an appropriate way.

Instead of rushing up and asking, "What's wrong with you? Don't be so cold and silent. Just tell me what's going on. I'm really worried sick..."

Although this way of communication is intended to show concern, it is likely to produce the opposite effect in the end.

"I had lunch at the cafeteria in Tech Valley today..."

Chen Zhuo started talking, picking a very ordinary little thing: "I accidentally dropped a piece of braised pork on the table." Song Shiwei looked at Chen Zhuo, waiting for his next narration.

"You know the cafeteria in Tech Valley is a bit expensive."

Chen Zhuo smacked his lips and said, "A bowl of braised pork costs 4 yuan, and there are only a few slices of meat in it. I was thinking, the meat has fallen on the table, how can I eat it again without any psychological barriers?"

"What do you think we should do?"

Chen Zhuo deliberately threw the question over to distract Sister Sweet's attention.

At the same time, the two walked side by side towards the classroom where the debate was held.

Because of Professor Lu's behavior, Song Shiwei was originally feeling disappointed, sad, aggrieved, and had a desire and impulse to break the shackles, but at this moment, all of these were quietly hidden under the ice.

However, she didn't know how to describe what had happened from last night till now.

Song Shiwei herself is not the kind of person who likes to confide in others when encountering sad things.

Chen Zhuo did not ask her any questions about why she had to change the time of climbing when they first met, which made her feel understood and considerate.

"Wash it before eating?"

Song Shiwei answered her boyfriend's questions.

"No."

Chen smiled and denied it.

"Blow it?"

"No."

"Change the bowl?"

"Not at all."

Song Shiwei gave several answers in a row, but they were all denied by Chen Zhuo.

In the end, she really couldn't think of anything and shook her head at Chen in confusion.

"The braised pork fell to the ground. How can I get it back into my mouth without any obstacles?"

Chen Zhuo lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "As long as no one else sees it, it's fine. Pick it up and put it in your mouth quickly. Anyway, only you know it, so you won't have any psychological burden at all."

"what?"

Song Shi blinked slightly, feeling as if he had been fooled and as if he had just heard a bad joke.

But the original depressed feeling in my heart suddenly dissipated a lot because of this somewhat boring joke.

Maybe this is why I like being with Chen Zhe very much. He can always make me relax in a down-to-earth way.

It was completely different from when I was at home, when just hearing my mother's footsteps in the corridor would make me feel like I was facing a great enemy.

That's really tiring.

"Feel sorry……"

Song Shiwei said softly, feeling a little embarrassed that it was she who had changed the original plan.

At this time, the two were almost at the door of the debate classroom. The competition had not yet begun, but noisy sounds could be heard faintly.

Chen turned around slowly and his eyes fell on Song Shiwei, as gentle as the sunshine today.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Chen Zhuo suddenly smiled: "Happy birthday~"

After saying that, he walked into the classroom first, followed by cheers.

"Oh my god! Our busy squad leader has come over to cheer us on!"

"Hurry, hurry, the boss is here. Brothers and sisters, perform well. If you win today, Mr. Chen will treat everyone to a midnight snack!"

"Sixth Brother, you can do it. You can give everyone a surprise secretly, right? But there is no seat for you here. Why don't you sit in the middle? In this way, if we start to quarrel and fight, you can still help to stop the fight."

……

Chen Zhuo is quite respected in the class. In addition to his title of "class monitor", he also has an easy-going personality.

Some class monitors in college don’t know how high to hold their chins in front of their classmates.

Besides, it was obvious that he was doing very well in school.

People all have this kind of mentality that being able to joke intimately with some "big shots" seems to make them appear to be very powerful.

So when the students in the Economics class saw Chen Zhuo, no matter what their thoughts were, everyone would greet him enthusiastically and look forward to Chen Zhuo's response.

Of course, Chen Zhe has never let anyone down.

Song Shiwei was still outside the classroom, and she felt the brief blessing of "Happy Birthday".

Only four words.

But it seems to include understanding of the change of plans, comfort for those who are wronged, and company when you are frustrated and sad...

Song Shiwei took a deep breath, kept all his thoughts in his heart, and then walked into the classroom.

However, the layer of ice covering the sea surface seemed to make a "crackling" sound, and the surging sea water underneath seemed to be about to break through this layer of shackles.

"Wow!!!"

There was a cheer in the classroom that was even louder than before.

"You guys are here, and our school beauty Song is here too."

"I don't need to say much about the value of the title of Song School Beauty."

"Perform well. School Beauty Song usually doesn't pay attention to these activities. We all came here today for the honor of our class. Please don't make a fool of yourself in front of her."

……

Both classes were cheering each other on, after all, the "soul figures" of the class had appeared.

But what no one expected was that Song Shiwei actually sat next to Chen Zhe.

Ignoring all the eyes around me, I silently looked at the projector in front of me, which had a line of words on it: "Is the focus of college students love or study?"

The expressions of the students in the two classes suddenly became a little stiff, but they thought of some rumors that the parties involved had never admitted to, and wondered if this meant that from today on, "rumor" became "fact."

In fact, Chen Zhu was also a little surprised. This was not like the style of the school beauty Song in the past.

"Are you angry with Professor Lu?"

In Chen Zhuo's peripheral vision, Song Shiwei's hands were placed on her knees, white, tender and slender, with a charming luster.

"What are you thinking about, little girl?"

Chen was also thinking in his heart.

……

At three o'clock, the debate between the economics class and the finance class officially began. At the host's command, the debaters on both sides began a verbal battle.

First, the first, second, third and fourth debaters from the economics class spoke. They held the view that "the focus of university is learning."

To sum up, there are a few points:

First, college students should focus on learning, improve their knowledge and skills, and lay the foundation for future employment;

Second, college students have no financial ability, and dating means spending their parents’ money;

3. College students tend to act on their emotions when they are in love. Once their emotions experience huge fluctuations, the consequences will be disastrous if they cannot get proper emotional counseling.

90. The success rate of college romance is very low, and more than % face the problem of breaking up after graduation. In summary, falling in love in college is a waste of time.

Next, the first, second, third and fourth debaters from the finance class gave speeches. They held the view that "the focus of college is love."

They also concluded the following points:
First, love in college is the purest, without the worries of money and worldly things. This kind of sincere emotional experience is hard to find after work.
Second, love can improve social skills and help to better understand and handle interpersonal relationships;
3. Love is an opportunity for growth and self-development. By spending time with others, you can better understand your own strengths and weaknesses.
4. Love is a wonderful emotional experience that can bring more happiness and satisfaction and improve the quality of life.

……

At the beginning, both parties were quite polite to each other because they often attended large classes together.

Later, as the atmosphere became more lively, especially when the other party was left speechless with a rebuttal, cheers broke out from the audience. Gradually, all eight of them got a little excited and the confrontation became increasingly intense.

The referees were the seniors from the school's student union, but deep down, they wanted the Economics class to win.

Because Chen Zhuo, the deputy director of the Propaganda and Coordination Department, is from the Economics Class, and the views of the Economics Class are indeed more pleasing -

You are a college student, and instead of coming here to study, you are here just to have a love relationship?
Where can’t we talk about love?
Where can't we improve our social skills?

You can get married and have children after graduating from high school, so why don’t you do it?
Therefore, the economics class gradually gained the advantage on the scene.

In fact, Chen Zhe didn’t think much of the victory or defeat. After all, this was just a qualifier and it was not the time to unite against the outside world.

Of course it would be best if his class could win, so Chen watched with a relaxed look and a smile on his face.

But later, there was a female contestant from the finance class who lost her mind because she was too angry after losing, or because she was bullied by the group of people from the economics class.
Suddenly he pointed at Chenzhe and Song Shiwei and asked: "If love is not important, why do Chenzhe and Weiwei choose to fall in love?"

"Amazing college students like them fall in love."

The girl said loudly: "This proves that love can be a driving force for the progress of two people! You think studying is more important, but you just haven't met someone like Chen Zhuo or Wei Wei!"

"Wow~"

Dozens of eyes in the classroom all turned to the two parties involved.

Some boys cheered with their mouths but their eyes looked dim.

Which adolescent boy wouldn’t secretly have a crush on a beautiful girl like Song Shiwei?
But secret love is still secret love after all. When someone picks the moon, you can only choose to let it go quietly.

"Fuck!"

Chen Zhe was on pins and needles. He was just watching a debate, but how did he get dragged into this?
The most important thing is that this is the first time that his relationship with Song Shiwei has been exposed to the public without any disguise.

"What will be Miss Sweet's reaction?"

Chen was a little worried, but also glanced to the side with some curiosity.

Song Shiwei didn't blush or explain. She just lowered her head and looked at her toes.

Her chest rose and fell unnaturally, showing that she was actually a little nervous.

After a while, as if noticing Chen Zhuo's gaze, Song Shiwei glanced at him indifferently, with a kind of determination in his eyes after the death of a hero.

"Have you made any decision?"

Chen's heart beat nervously twice.

In the end, the Economics class won the debate, but the girl from the Finance class who "diverted the blame" was unanimously named the "Best Debater" of the contest.

Chen Zhuo did not dampen everyone's interest and said that he would treat all the contestants, cheering students, and referees to a meal at a barbecue restaurant near the school tonight.

However, he was unable to attend, so he could only entrust Liu Qiming to pay the bill.

"no problem!"

Liu Qiming said loudly: "As long as the boss provides enough funds, I promise to make these losers return satisfied. By the way, let me ask..."

Liu suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Is Miss Song not going to attend either?"

"nonsense!"

Chen Zhu rolled his eyes at Liu Da and asked, "Is there any need to ask this?"

After arranging all this, it was around 5 o'clock. Chen smiled and said to Song Shiwei, "If we go to Baiyun Mountain now, we will arrive around 6 o'clock, including the traffic jam, and we can come down around 9 o'clock..."

Chen Zhuo was making arrangements with great interest.

“I don’t want to go hiking.”

Song Shiwei suddenly interrupted.

"I don't want to go..."

Chen was stunned for a moment, all kinds of thoughts running through his mind quickly.

Although he didn't know why he changed his mind, he still said gently: "Are you too tired? Then I'll take you home first..."

"I don't want to go home either!"

Song Shi looked into the distance with a gaze like clouds and fog.

"what?"

Chen looked up in surprise.

At this time, the sun sets into the sea and the world is in twilight.

The girl stood against the light, her hair and shoulders dyed with the sunset glow. The slightly dazzling light almost made Chen Zhuo feel that it was not his vision that was blurred, but his eardrums.

"I don't want to spend this birthday in Guangzhou. 'Mole Manor' is about to be released, and I want to go to Shanghai to take a look."

While trying to fight the halo, Chen heard Song Shiwei say this.

"...Chen Zhui, okay?"

Finally, she asked softly.

"I just felt like something was a little off today. It seems my sixth sense was right."

Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Professor Lu, look, the heavy pressure you have exerted over the years has finally backfired today.

After a while, the setting sun slanted and the lights were no longer dazzling.

Chen Zhuo slowly straightened up and watched the evening breeze rise, brushing the strands of hair at Song Shiwei's temples and ruffling her white and transparent earlobes.

In the eyes of this usually cold girl, there was now courage, expectation, and a hint of uneasiness and hesitation.

Chen's heart softened.

He knew clearly what the outcome might be, but he still said:
"Wait a minute. Let me see what time the next flight to Shanghai is."

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(End of this chapter)