Everyone knows that once you make a grudge with Xu Rong, you will either kill him or be killed by him, and there is no third possibility.

Just like He Shengming, who was at its peak in the past two years, now seems to have evaporated from the world.

Zhu Guangquan suddenly realized that Xu Rong's personality was not formed after entering the entertainment industry, but was formed in the battle with his peers at the entrance of the village.

At that time, he learned that only his fists were hard enough to avoid being bullied.

The other people looked at Xu Rong's eyes, because the Xu Rong they usually know is not a person who solves problems with fists.

"As far as I know, most of the people who have experienced the same experiences as you have fallen into society early on, why do you?"

"There are many reasons, but I think there are only two most important things." Xu Rong said, walking into the main hall, and when he came out again, he was holding a mud-skin with the word "Dongfeng" vaguely visible in his hand. "To be honest, this thing should have changed me."

He reached out and dipped a little water, wrote the word "Xu" on the mud-skin skin, and said, "In the past, we had a brush in our house, but there was no ink. When we were young, the brush and this mud-skin occupied half of my happiness. Most of the knowledge I learned in the early days was through this mud-skin skin."

He said, and then polished his sickle: "The other half of happiness is an illustration book called "Five Thousand Years of Up and Lower". When I was about three years old, my grandfather rode my bicycle and took me into the city. It was the kind of Phoenix bicycle I used to be. It was very hot that day, and it was even hotter than today. When I entered the city, my grandfather bought me a bag of particularly sweet soda. It was the first time I drank soda and the best bag of soda that I drank soda. Later, when I passed by the door of Xinhua Bookstore, I saw a book on the window with a red picture on the cover. Later, I realized that it was called "Five Thousand Years of Up and Lower," which was about as big as a slap."

Xu Rong said, stretched out a finger and said, "You need one or two cents."

"I told my grandfather that I wanted it. Actually, at that time I knew I shouldn't have it because it was too luxurious for us to spend one or two cents to buy a book, but I really liked the cover so much that I couldn't help it."

"Grandpa didn't refuse. I read the little man's book with more words than words countless times. It was not until I went to junior high school that the content of the book was actually not five thousand years old. It started with the Wagangzhai Uprising, but it showed me a magical world. At that time, I realized that the world was so big."

Song Yi, Yuan Yu and the female reporter looked at Xu Rong, whose heads were lowered and his face was hidden in the shadows, with tears flashing in his eyes.

They always felt that he was particularly lucky, and achieved success in his life that his peers could not reach at a young age. It was not until today that he realized that he had just eaten up all the hardships that most people suffered in their lives in the first seventeen years of their lives.

Wang Yaqin looked at Xu Rong and became more and more confused. After years of getting along, she knew very well that Xu Rong was a very purposeful person. Everything he did had its starting point, but today, she was confused.

What exactly does Teacher Xu want to do?
Chapter completed!