Chapter 359 Metaphor Study

There was a faint ink fragrance in the study. Tang Yu has been standing here for nearly half an hour. Song Zhenguo slowly talked about life with Tang Yu from the beginning of calligraphy.

Tang Yu knew that this was the love of his elders. He listened humbly. It turned out that Song Zhenguo had heard a lot about some things about him. A general often has an innate military demeanor when looking at things, which is topics such as discipline and battlefield. For Tang Yu, who has great kindness to Song Wanru, it is estimated that Song Zhenguo has also made some effort to understand it, and he knows everything about Tang Yu.

"Xiaoyu, look at your handwriting. It is completely more sophisticated than your age. The handwriting is powerful, but it is gentle and generous. It doesn't seem that people who have not experienced life can write it. You can write such a word is enough to prove that you have a deep feeling of life experience, although you don't know your feelings. Where did the recipient come from? However, this is your strength, which gives you a great advantage over people of this age, but this is precisely your disadvantage!" To put it bluntly, the general is a soldier. The soldier often speaks directly, hit the point, or "one shot!"

Tang Yu seems to know what Song Zhenguo is going to say. He stands humbly and is taught. At best, he is just a reborn person, not invincible. The height of his previous life is also limited, and he is only 30 years old. He only has an advantage over people before that age. Compared with people like Song Zhenguo, naturally There is no advantage.

Song Zhenguo picked up the brush and gently bounced the pen. A few points of ink splashed on the rice paper. The ink penetrated very quickly and slipped into the paper. Song Zhenguo wrote a letter on Tang Yu's rice paper.

"The king of the sword is in control, and the plum blossoms are also broken."

"What do you think?" After writing, Song Zhenguo did not ask in detail, neither the sequel nor the true meaning of the handwriting.

However, Tang Yu has already made it clear in his heart that Song Zhenguo has been talking for half an hour. Although he speaks frankly, the meaning points to one point. It is nothing more than study, and Tang Yu's lack of class. The old man is probably a little dissatisfied with his lack of serious treatment of studies. The so-called words are like life.

"This, the boy has been taught!" Tang Yu's eyes were suddenly stared by Song Zhenguo's tiger eyes and hurriedly received education, but it was not that Song Zhenguo was angry, but with continued happiness and expected praise. General, he was used to this momentum.

"You see, this ink is like a regret. Although I write the following article, no matter how beautiful the word is, there are many regrets that can't be erased. Looking at what I write, it is also my hope. The sword is always used to control, and people can't be trapped by swords! You can't covet the sharpness of the sword for a while and forget your own grinding. Maybe the old man felt that it was a little roundabout to say so, so he simply put down the brush and went straight.

"You fall in love with the sea of business. This is your talent. It's good! But you can't waste your studies. I'm not a stereotyped guy. I just want to tell you that even if you can do it in books, even if those classmates are just a boy in your eyes, even if you think you have graduated from school, listen to your grandfather, seriously go back to school, correct your attitude, and go to Shanghai in your spare time. What is needed is not how much you learn in class, but a grinding attitude. If you don't go through this grinding, even if you achieve something in the future, it will be limited after all.

Song Zhenguo said so much, but Tang Yu was ashamed. He thought that I was really real and had already studied at the same time. Do you really want to go back and do it again? Do you want to do it again?

Song Zhenguo saw Tang Yu standing without saying a word, and said earnestly, "Xiao Yu, I know that your talent will shine there. When you walk through the campus, when you really reach that age, your words are really experienced."

Tang Yu really feels some truth, but who can tell the hardships of his rebirth?

"Remember my words, the campus is the bitter cold place where you sharpen your life and sword now, and the business sea is like plum blossoms!" Speaking of this, Song Zhenguo suddenly carried his hands on his back, and then immediately pulled out his right hand. The thick and powerful palm was sonorous and powerful of the soldiers. Song Zhenguo's index finger pointed to the East. "Remember, the plum blossom always belongs to the person holding the sword!"

Tang Yu was shocked by Xiaoxiao. He couldn't help thinking that maybe the school really had something he needed to find, and what he had lost there. Maybe thinking about Shang Hai and Guan Lu, thinking about how to make money and forgetting what should be on the trajectory of my life.

"Xiaoyu, this is China. There is no foreign environment. You can rely on your talent to learn some Bill Gates, but you can't imitate him. If that guy doesn't study hard, he can only be a road sweeper in China!" Song Zhenguo was half joking and eased the atmosphere of the conversation.

This is the blood, but it is Bill Gates' blood. Tang Yu felt a circle of sweat on his head and walked out of the room with Song Zhenguo. However, if you think about it carefully, the successful model of foreign business is indeed not easy to succeed under the domestic system.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw Song Zhenguo's wife sighing with a smile: "Xiao Yu, did he treat you as a new recruit? He, for so many years, it's still the same. Every year, he has to do the freshman military training stricter than the army.

"Well, this..." Tang Yu scratched the back of his head. At this time, he felt that there was some truth in Song Zhenguo's words.

"How can this happen? Xiao Yu and I are discussing what will happen to Bill Gates in China."

Tang Yu is ashamed at this time. You still won't let him go. Bill Gates didn't offend you...

Song Zhenguo is also the principal. It is his duty to teach and educate people, and he is also a soldier. When he sees an alternative student like Tang Yu, he should certainly teach him well. The principal saw that most of the truancy Wang was Song Zhenguo's performance, not to mention the principal of the military academy.

This is not a happy sitting in the living room now. Song Zhenguo also stopped talking about Tang Yu's studies, but he is always involved in this if he is not careful.

Song Wanru peeled an apple for everyone, and Xiao Yuxin chose the smallest one. Song Zhenguo's wife touched Xiao Yuxin's head lovingly, "Our Yuxin is really sensible and knows how to choose the small one."

"Because I'm a child, I don't like big ones. I can't finish big words. It will be wasted. Waste is not a good habit. Mom doesn't like it." The little guy also said it rigidly, and Song Zhenguo smiled at the corners of his eyes. This little living treasure thought that she modestly said something about Kong Rong let pears and so on.

"Little guy! Are you going to eat big apples when you are old? Who should I leave the little apple for? There was a child playing, and the atmosphere was different. Poor Xiao Yuxin didn't know that everyone was watching her jokes, and she really thought seriously.

Everyone looked at her and thought about this question for a minute, and her pouting little mouth could hang the oil bottle. Suddenly, he raised his little hand and smiled, "I know, I'll eat the little apple!"

"Oh, why?" Mrs. Song pinched her little face, and everyone looked at her with a smile. Song Wanru looked at Tang Yu's smile happily, and the apple in her hand clicked, and she was also warm in her heart.

"I've grown up, and you've grown up, so I still eat small apples!" After saying that, he took a bite of the apple happily.

"Haha, kid, but when we are all old, you will peel apples for us!" Mrs. Song wiped the scum on the corners of Xiao Yuxin's mouth with her hand, and her eyes were full of love.

Suddenly, Shen Yun hung Yuxin's little nose and said, "Thust your sister-in-law, who will cut the first apple in the future!" These people are making things difficult for the little guy today. Xiao Yuxin, who ate apples happily, pouted again, but this time she reacted quickly.

It was mainly attracted by the sound of Tang Yu biting apples. "To Brother Xiaoyu!"

"Okay, you little bad guy now know that your elbow is turned out! That's okay if you get married in the future!" Shen Yun made a small face, and Xiao Yuxin also wrinkled her little nose and grinned at Shen Yun.

"I don't get married. I just like Brother Xiaoyu." Today's children are really small and big. The people in this room were teased by her. In a blink of an eye, they didn't know who was teasing whom.

As soon as I saw that everyone in this room was laughing, only Tang Yu touched Xiao Yuxin's head dotingly. The little guy immediately found the shelter and his head drilled into Tang Yu's arms.

Yuxin's grandmother almost burst into tears, but her good impression of Tang Yu is constantly increasing, because people's hearts have seen a lot of things with her status at this time. Tang Yu is just a teenager, no matter how old and steady he is, he is just a child in Mrs. Song's eyes.

Tang Yu's true feelings made Song Zhenguo and his wife's intimacy with him soared. The savior is the same thing, but it's the same thing to be happy with a family.

Just like Tang Yu biting an apple, the image is exactly... tut...

But it is because of this that Song Zhenguo and his wife feel very kind. This child is good!

There was nothing to do after dinner. After chatting for a while, it was not the same thing for the family to hold it at home. Song Zhenguo called the driver to take the family to Xi'an Military University for a walk.

After all, compared with home, the campus is of course more suitable for chatting and walking. Besides, Song Zhenguo thinks that Tang Yu is now a sophomore in high school, not far from taking the college entrance examination. And he found that Tang Yu's attitude towards learning did not seem to be so positive.

So Song Zhenguo decided to edify him with a beautiful university campus.

Of course, if Song Zhenguo knew that Tang Yu had also lived a "wonderful" life in college and knew a lot about college life, what would he look like?

One car for the family is not enough, but there is a Song Zhenguo's JEEP in the backyard. Tang Yu saw it and unconsciously touched it, "What's the matter? Do you like it?"

"Hehe, Dad, don't be fooled by his appearance. This guy is a car fan, with skills, a driver's license, and the car is slippery! You don't know that Fang Jianming also specially sent him a car to show off.

"Well, haha, let's go, man!"

"You are all for the sake of the old! Xiaoyu, be careful when driving!" Mrs. Song saw that Tang Yu had turned over the car happily and could only shake his head with a smile, and she was more or less worried.

"I made Tang Yu's car. Shen Yun smiled, opened the door and sat up."

"I'm going to take that car for a ride, too!" Xiao Yuxin pointed to Tang Yu's car in Mrs. Song's arms. Mrs. Song smiled rudely and gave the little guy a brain collapse. "You're still going for a ride. That's JEEP. It's a boy sitting!"

Xiao Yuxin curled her mouth bitterly, looked pitifully at her sister-in-law sitting next to Xiaoyu's brother, and muttered in her heart, "Isn't my sister-in-law also a girl?"

Song Zhenguo's car is simple. Needless to say, he is definitely not a Mercedes-Benz. Looking at the decorations and his temperament in Song Zhenguo, you can probably know that he is not the kind of soldier who likes luxury and show off.

It's just a red flag car, but it is hung with a national flag and a military license plate.

This kind of low-key gorgeousness is the real cow.

Song Zhenguo sat in the co-pilot, and Song Wanru and Xiao Yuxin's grandmother sat in the back.

Song Zhenguo's car started, and Tang Yu also kept up with it. The JEEP of the army is still a little different from the JEEP on the market, and Song Zhenguo's car immediately felt wrong when it arrived in Tang Yu's hand and was absolutely modified.

It's a pity that you can't show your skills. Try what it feels like when this car is happy, and honestly follow the red flag in front of you. This is a little non-nonsent.

When did the red flag open the road, and the Jeep was in the back?