In Wu Ye's room.

The decoration style is simple and elegant, with a full set of solid wood furniture. There are guitars, violins and other musical instruments placed in the wall cabinets, as well as many exquisite figures, and a prop sword hanging on it.

A simple bookshelf holds many books, most of which are business books.

The book was obviously bought by Lao Wu, and Wu Ye also read it, but he couldn't quite understand it. Many things were unclear.

In fact, from all aspects, Lao Wu hopes that he can become a person who develops in business.

If others have it, he also has it.

There are often conflicts and contradictions between what kind of person your parents want you to be and what kind of person you want to be.

Wu Ye pulled out the suitcase and packed some clothes, common documents, and some daily necessities.

When a boy goes out, the number of things he has is directly linked to the amount of his wallet. The more money, the fewer things, and the less money, the more things.

Wu Ye was poor, so he would bring whatever he could. Even buying a new razor would cost one or two hundred. People who are poor have short ambitions.

It's true, Wu Ye prefers to go out and explore.

I like the state of making something from nothing, saving little by little, and every little bit is a sense of accomplishment.

After packing up the things, there are still some things in the living room outside, which will be packed tomorrow. Lying on the big bed, Wu Ye looked at the light on the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.

Slowly, I went from being in a daze to falling asleep.

the next day.

Wu Ye got up early in the morning, took the prop sword from the room and went out.

When he got up, his parents had not gotten up yet, and he went out to exercise.

The day's plan begins in the morning, and Wu Ye has maintained the habit of exercising for several years.

I first ran around to warm up, then found a remote corner and started practicing my sword.

Wu Ye has been learning swordsmanship since he was a child. He has been learning swordsmanship for more than ten years. It was a broken dream.

When I was six years old.

Wu Ye was still Xiao Wu, and his parents were not at home. Xiao Wu rummaged through boxes and cabinets in search of treasure, and found an ancient sword that Lao Wu had bought at some point.

He clearly remembered that it was a Han sword, and he took the sword out of its scabbard with great effort.

The sword is three feet and three inches long, with a bronze head and a jade crown.

When Mrs. Wu went home early to cook for him, she saw that the wooden furniture in the house had been chopped down and it was a mess, with hacking marks everywhere.

They frantically searched for him all over the house, and finally found Xiao Wu gesticulating with a sword. Although he was relieved, he could not control his rising anger.

That day, worried and angry mother Wen Wen broke off two feather dusters.

Xiao Wu just held on to the sword and refused to let go. His hands were bleeding and he kept crying.

He ran around the house, shouting, "Mom, I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again."

Looking at her stubborn son, Mrs. Wu was angry and laughing. When Old Wu came back, she felt that this was fate.

But grandpa thought it was pretty good. He exercised and had a hobby, so he even found him a fencing teacher as a favor.

When he was six years old, Xiao Wu officially became an apprentice and began to learn swordsmanship. On the same day, the [Interim Control Measures for Partial Control of Knives] was promulgated.

It was also the same day that Greedy Wolf flourished, and then became dim and dim.

Xiao Wu's master is a little old man, not tall, with a red face, silver hair and white beard, rosacea, and a long coat.

He only asked Xiao Wu to call him Mr. Mei. Mr. Mei had a weird personality and many rules, but he was taciturn and didn't talk much.

It’s nice to drink tea and enjoy the sun.

Lao Wu spent a lot of money on this.

Mr. Mei taught Xiao Wu for two hours every morning, three hours in the afternoon, and one day on weekends. For ten years, no matter the weather, it rained or snowed.

Sixteen-year-old Xiao Wu has gradually grown, his eyes and eyebrows are bright, and he is childish and delicate, and he is two points more calm than his peers.

After ten years of practicing swordsmanship, Xiao Wu has acquired a beautiful and sharp swordsmanship. The rising power is like a leaping dragon, and the closing power is like a sudden wind and rain.

The cold light was sharp and sword flowers were flying.

Xiao Wu often said that he wanted to travel to the ends of the world with his sword and become a heroic hero.

Mr. Mei just shook his head.

That thing is gone a long time ago, but I just can’t bear to hit my children.

After ten years of practicing swordsmanship, Xiao Wu's swordsmanship has already become better than his own. Mr. Mei often said that my disciple has the appearance of a master, but it is a pity that he was born at the wrong time.

It was also that year that Mr. Mei said that the relationship between master and apprentice was over, so he only gave him a box and left.

Xiao Wu looked blankly at the master who didn't look back even if he stepped on dog poop, and tears flowed out freely.

I chased him and shouted, "Master, I will be obedient and I won't show off anymore."

Mr. Mei just sighed, got in the car and left. The window was closed tightly, and he didn't even look at Xiao Wu.

After that, Xiao Wu never saw his teacher again.

That night, Xiao Wu drank a bottle of good wine collected by Lao Wu, squatted in the toilet and vomited, and then cried again.

He couldn't tell whether he had more tears or more saliva. He only knew that he felt very uncomfortable and blocked.

But when he opened the box, he could see clearly with his drunken eyes that it was a book called "Criminal Law".

On the first day, when Mrs. Wu called him to get up and eat, she only saw the quilts neatly folded.

On the balcony, my son was reading with a textbook, as if nothing had happened to him.

Mrs. Wu and Lao Wu, who were still worried at first, were ready to wait and see if they needed to comfort him.

I watched my son's grades skyrocket and he passed all the tests until he ranked first or second in the class.

He had excellent scores in the college entrance examination, but when it came time to choose a major, he listened to his parents' opinions and chose the Department of Economics and Management instead of the Department of Law.

A corner of the community.

Wu Ye holds the sword and his movements are smooth and smooth. It looks pleasing to the eye, like an extension of his arm.

The sword is the first of a hundred weapons and the weapon of a gentleman. To learn martial arts, you must first learn virtue, and more importantly, you must work hard.

With a strong and vigorous posture, he moved around, and the sound of splitting the air rang out, which stunned a group of primary school students.

Sweating profusely, after practicing the sword, Wu Ye went home covered in sweat.

His parents had already gotten up. Wu Ye went to the bathroom to rinse off his sweat and put the things in the living room and bathroom into the boxes.

Lao Wu watched the news and turned a blind eye. He was used to it.

A healthy body can also ensure that you will not be bullied outside. Wu Ye has a fairly good character and will not bully others.

"Have you packed your things?" Old Wu asked.

Wu Ye nodded.

There was a tacit understanding and there was no need to say anything else. The ideas had been clearly communicated, so there was no need to say anything more.

Mrs. Wu had already put breakfast on the table. She got up not long after Wu Ye went out. Old Wu had a strong sense of time and was rarely late. Mrs. Wu always made breakfast in advance.

Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, Wu Ye is a mutation, and he has not inherited many advantages.

"It's time to eat!" came a gentle voice.

Wu Ye helped set the plates, while Lao Wu sat and waited for dinner.

After finishing the meal in silence, Mrs. Wu arranged Old Wu's coat and tie, and told him to drive safely, come back early after get off work, and call in advance if there was a meeting.

Lao Wu nodded in agreement, took the briefcase and car keys from her hand, hugged her, and went out.

Wu Ye: "..."

After eating this bowl of dog food for more than ten years, the relationship is so amazing, isn't it?

"What are you looking at? Help mom wash the dishes!" Mrs. Wu was used to it. Seeing her son's disgusted eyes, Mrs. Wu immediately arranged work for him.

Wu Ye silently put away the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.

As for Mrs. Wu, she wiped the table and started watering the flowers.

"Son, mop the floor!"

"Son, clean the glass!"

"Son, feed the fish!"

Wu Ye: "..."

The situation is like this. It's impossible not to leave home. I'm being stabbed at home and being asked to do housework.

Bell~ring~the doorbell rings.

Mrs. Wu raised her chin and asked Wu Ye to open the door. Wu Ye sighed, wore an apron and opened the door with a rag.

At the door, there was a young man about the same age as Wu Ye, with black hair, good looks, and a string of platinum chains around his neck.
To be continued...