MY DAUGHTER IS ASHAMED OF ME ??
YOU DON'T HAVE TALENT

And Zhalang, Douyin, Twitter, and even YouTube are all bullet screens.

"Yu Shuying was still the same, with peerless elegance, and could truly interpret invincibility."

"Starting at the age of seven, it was like a clear distinction between Jing and Wei. His so-called father ability could no longer catch up. To be exact, he was no longer qualified to teach her."

"The guy was actually very pitiful. If he wasn't sick, his abilities would be frightening, but unfortunately he was delayed, but he couldn't be Xiao Shuying's opponent."

"Their father and daughter have been comparing their entire lives, and Xiao Shuying always wanted to win over her father ..."

"It's better than those sloppy kids!"

....

The parties are now discussing,

a lot of focus, though,

Until the program group announced again, everything was silent.

Liu Shi said on Twitter again, pulling back everyone's expectations,

This time in English, the translation is:

[My precious daughter, I'm happy to see what you've achieved, but I can't believe your father has the ability to train you]

Translation is projected in front of you.

The companion photo this time is a beautiful woman in a European-style women's suit on a private plane. Against the background, he had a very noble temperament.

The resistance can also be seen in the text.

Yu Shuying closed her eyes and reminisced,

Although the fans cheered, the chaebol mother came, she did not care, she did not care,

He just thought that when he was seven, from poetry to literature, to host competitions, he became a star in the literature and art circles of the time,

At that moment he remembered that it had nothing to do with anyone,

Except for a female piano teacher who taught her to play the piano.

He had almost no contact with other women,

As for the father, other than urging him to finish his homework every day, another education was lost.

As for his father's education, at the time, his education was not high, he graduated from junior high school, then entered the foreign import and export trade industry and became a senior executive with the help of the times.

From the age of seven, Yu Shuying could hear the man continue to say all sorts of typos, all sorts of wrong idioms, all sorts of absurd sentences, all sorts of absurd words, and all sorts of scientific knowledge that is half understood.

This made him reject this kind of person in his heart,

So the literary path is firm and rich, confident and steady.

He looked up and saw the curtains behind him.

The screen's on, though,

————

Xiao Shuying, seven years and four months.

034, Building 12, Baijia District. In fact, it used to be an unfinished building. Later, the area was turned into a slum. Most of them were foreigners, locals, and many black factories, which made this mess.

But this had nothing to do with Xiao Shuying's growth,

He came back from school, Yu Ye picked him up, he said,

Xiao Shuying slightly complained: "Actually, I can come alone."

Yu Ye smiled and did not speak. Due to the interferon test drug, his body became increasingly large, but his delicate facial features still carried a spirit of heroism that could not be erased by time.

"It's a mess here, just go home, no." Yu Ye said seriously after that.

Xiao Shuying frowned, what's wrong.

"I plan to take part in the school's poetry competition. The teacher says that there must be literature, physics, chemistry, and other factors. I need a book." He looked at the man, though,

"Why participate in this, what can a group of writers write, study hard, go to college, become civil servants, and eat the food of the country!" Yu Ye's expression became impatient.

Here's the payoff again!

Here's the payoff again!

Xiaoshuying was very strange, she was very disappointed: "The big three poetry competitions can learn piano school for free, I want to learn piano!"

"Then I'll buy you some copies at will." Yu Ye nodded and muttered.

"What kind of academic poetry, no use at all, can't ballads be circulated in the countryside?"

"Can you write a good poem? Can you write Xiang Xiang Di Goose Song?"

Yu Ye muttered, looking like a rude person, completely indifferent to poetry.

Xiao Shuying hung the door of the room without saying a word.

after,

Yu Ye walked out, though,

After half an hour, he came again and put down some books.

【Basic Physics】【Basic Starry Sky】【Elementary Universe】【Poetic Expression of Love】

Looking at the book, Xiao Shuying said angrily: "It's useless, I want to read the world-famous poem."

"What's the point of this!"

"Study hard!" Back then, Yu Ye gave the impression that he was a grumpy father when asked.

Xiao Shuying was silent,

He suddenly felt cold, though,

He knew that, no matter the poem or anything, it all depended on himself,

He read four books over and over again, and then looked at the domestic poetry station, which made him unable to resist writing letters,

The content is: [Your tenderness, with light, vents the entire universe along the hairline]

[Whether it's international poetry, can I make this poem, I'm a student, I want to participate in a poetry contest to get the top three, I want to get qualified to study piano]

With an allowance, he secretly wrote a zip code on an envelope, and put it into a kiosk while he went to school. In the car, the man didn't care to watch,

"This poem is great. They acknowledge my creation of romantic cosmic poetry. Since then, I have started to work hard. I want to thank them for teaching me."

When Yu Shuying said this,

Many people thought about it, Xiao Shuying wrote:

[Actually, there is no difference and not too scary. After 650,000 hours, when we oxidize into the wind, it can become two adjacent froths on the same glass of beer, and it can be two dusts curled up under the same street lamp]

[Do you know? The atoms in the universe will not die, and we will be together anyway]

It was a seven-year-old, one of Xiao Shuying's works in ten elementary school poetry competitions in Yecheng,

At that time, poetry circles ushered in the kings of science and literature.

And Xiao Shuying opened a new scientific expression of love poetry.

——

Now, now,

Zhao Guochang, Yecheng's former principal, sighed: "The Xiao Shuying talent for poetry is real. I have seen it with my own eyes. His father's education was not very high. Very confusing,"

“I wonder if Xiao Shuying's mother, Liu Shi, taught Xiao Shuying, because Xiao Shuying said earlier that the house of poetry gave her many letters of encouragement, and the words in it are rich in literature and beautiful fonts. Have seen it, very people can write."

Zhao Guochang spoke, and then he looked to the program group.

——

"We invited Xu Hong, the head of the Poetry House, who was then an early teenager. She and her lover founded China's largest poetry website and published countless poems both at home and abroad."

"And Xiao Shuying's poem is very popular here,"

The male host introduced that a woman of about fifty years old was coming. He had a good temperament and smiled elegantly at everyone.

After that, he was the first one to speak, but in memory, he said,

"I still remember the poem the man made,"

[One day, you'll find that there are a lot of atoms in your muscles, which are responsible for helping the sky turn blue. Phosphorus in your bones once made ancient ocean waves green. The calcium in your teeth may be a source of mold from thousands of years ago. Mined from a rock, and the iron in your blood since it killed the star-killing bacteria, you'll die]

[But in fact death happens between your atoms all the time, but you won't disappear, you'll live forever in a corner of the structure of the Universe]

"This is the person whose name is a pseudonym, Ying, and the font is beautiful, as written by a very beautiful woman."

“At that time, after I saw this poem, I saw Xiao Shuying's poem by accident, and then I praised her, so that she could try to combine this kind of poetry.”

"No one thought my language would create female elves in the scientific literature and the art world."

He breathed that he was done

The male host seemed to understand the meaning.

Beautiful font, feminine style.

uppercase, uppercase,

And the pen name is Shadow,

This could not make one think that when Xiao Shuying was born and given a name, it was not,

Yu Ye put on a suit back then and said with a smile, "I will comb my daughter's precious hair in the future. That word is rare."

There was no sign of literature, only the love of a father at the time,

And Liu Shi smiled and hugged the child, and said softly, "My daughter will be a very strong person in the future, and her shadow will also shine in the galaxy."

Back then, no one cared about the small clip playback.

But just as the host asked, everyone suddenly remembered,

Right, though,

The shadow appears,

You should know that the Liu family is different. He really came from a literary family, and after that, he lived a very luxurious overseas life.

"When Xiao Shuying was seven years old, did her rich mother come .." said guest 01 Chen Cheng, slightly silent, a little,

He initially touched Yu Ye, but in the field of literature and culture, Yu Ye did not perform much, only a fragmentary show.

When he saw the poem Liu Shi wrote, he seemed to see a woman with a very high culture coming.

This made her feel sad for Yu Ye,

An amazing woman came, though,

Yu Ye's superiority was like a bubble in front of him,

It was only fitting that Xiao Shuying could be opened with such talent..

...

The program team, Yu Shuying, as she listened to Xu Hong, the head of the Poetry House, finish speaking, she spoke in a daze.

"At that time, did you teach me every reply letter?"

"Liu?"

He was silent for a moment,

Is that woman really?

But when he left, he was so determined, how could he be, how could he be, how could he be,

But in the field of literature, especially in the fields of science of chemical physics, cosmic astronomy, and starry skies, this is not a line in a novel, not just made-up, must have a very high background, he said, great conversation, and soon.

to really write, though,

Yu Ye, you,

Xiao Shuying only remembered that ever since she had prepared her poem for the competition, other than buying a few books, she had asked herself about the content of the literature and was completely indifferent to any poetry.

From then on, he was completely rambling and only knew how to force Xiao Shuying to study.

He did not understand subtle romantic feelings, nor did he understand the most basic physics and the number of stars....

"He couldn't write it, so it was really you?"

Yu Shuying was dumbfounded, she was a bit hard to accept,

The woman was truly participating in her own growth...*