About him I have a crush on

Chapter 5 The Thief of Time
【one】

"Lu Xu." The administrator read the name on the student ID card, "Sure enough, it's not a key high school, what is the parent's contact information?"

not talking.

Seeing Lu Xu's impatient expression, the administrator didn't want to bother, turned around and handed over the student ID card to the person next to him, "Contact the head teacher." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lu Xu and rolled his eyes in displeasure.

The administrator sighed and asked, "Why destroy the exhibits?"

not talking.

The administrator finally became annoyed, "Do you have nothing to do to trouble someone?" He patted the table and said, but he didn't expect to get a response.

"This is something from our house, what if I touch it?" Lu Xuli looked at him confidently.

"What is...your house?" The administrator hesitated a bit, then turned to ask his colleague, "The author of that sculpture is..."

"My father didn't leave me anything," Lu Xu interrupted him. "Only those few sculptures, but you said you couldn't keep them at home and asked me to donate them to the museum. But now? So many people in the museum use them Does flash photography have no effect on the work? Is it well preserved?"

"We have signs..."

"Isn't it destroyed in the end?" Lu Xu looked filled with righteous indignation.

"We will pay attention again." The administrator nodded quickly.

"I stood so close to the exhibit, and your security personnel didn't respond at all. No one shouted until I touched the exhibit and held its hand. If you are like this, you probably don't know if something is stolen. .”

"This..." The administrator scratched his head, and his colleague's knock on the door relieved him, but then came the sound of "Why is it you again!", which made him lift up his heart that had just let go.

"If you don't make enough noise in school, you still have to come out to make a fuss. If you don't want to go to class, you can sit in the classroom for me. You have been tricked into coming to the museum. You are really good." The head teacher became aggressive as soon as he entered the door.

"It's a misunderstanding. Classmate Lu has already explained it to us." The administrator stood up and tried to calm down the angry head teacher. "This is his father's work. It's because we didn't do a good job of preservation and security..."

"It's not enough for you to steal from the house, but you also want to steal the museum?" The class teacher poked Lu Xu on the head, and said to the administrator: "When his father was around, this kid always stole Teacher Lu's works to sell for money." , Now that I have nothing at home, I just want to go to the museum to steal it, it’s really hard to teach.”

"Is that so?" The administrator looked at Lu Xu in disbelief.

months ago.The normal state of the house is like this -

"Where's the group of twelve zodiac signs I carved a few days ago?" Lu Songnian turned the room around and asked as soon as he heard the door open.

"Ah, what?" Lu Xu pretended not to hear, and raised the bag in his hand, "Make sweet and sour pork ribs for me tonight."

"Are you selling it again?" Lu Songnian ignored him, but rolled the waste newspaper in his hand into a circle.

"Oh, it seems to be." Lu Xu slipped to the kitchen, thinking that Lu Songnian would be the same as before, and let it go, but he didn't expect him to follow in, and the newspaper in his hand "slapped" on Lu Xu's head, anxiously He asked anxiously, "Who did you sell it to? Go and get it back."

"Oh, all your zodiac signs have been cut into ribs, and you can't come back." Lu Xu joked with a smile, but soon found that they suddenly no longer worked.

Lu Songnian's expression could not be described as angry, it looked more restless and anxious. "That group has not been carved yet, how can I sell it? My reputation will be ruined by you."

"What's the matter? The man said it looks good." Lu Xu muttered softly.

"Say it looks good?" The uneasiness on Lu Songnian's face suddenly turned into excitement again, just like...well, a primary school student who was praised by the teacher.Lu Xu was quite helpless when he thought of this metaphor.

"Yes, yes." He nodded and laughed.

"What are you laughing at! Hurry up and get it back!" The rolled newspaper was hit on the head again, Lu Songnian is worthy of being a sculptor, the rolled newspaper is almost as hard as plaster.

"Ah, I told you not to start, you will become stupid!" Lu Xu rubbed his head and ran out of the kitchen.

He sighed and could only go to his buyer.The money is all spent, how can I get it back.

Lu Xu knocked on the other party's door with a sad face, but when they heard that Mr. Lu wanted to take it back for processing, he packed the things and handed them over without saying a word. "There's no need to give money back and forth. We believe in Teacher Lu's character."

Compared with unbelievable, Lu Xu cared more about his starved belly.

I don't know what curse Lu Songnian put on these people, they are willing to spend so much money to buy a pile of stones and put them at home.Just thinking about it, I smelled the aroma of ribs coming from home.

Lu Xu opened the door and saw a small bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs and a small bowl of corn rib soup on the table. "Lu Songnian, your craftsmanship is really good! Don't be a sculptor, it's great to be a chef." Lu Xu praised him and threw the box away, sat down and ate.

"Be careful!" Lu Songnian took his sculpture, opened it and examined it carefully.

"Don't look, let's eat."

"I've eaten." Lu Songnian said with his head down.

"Don't lie to me." Lu Xu got up and went over, took the sculpture from his hand, and pulled him to the dining table, "The money sold this time is enough for us to eat for a month, they really like your group. "

"Really?" Lu Songnian suddenly looked seriously into Lu Xu's eyes.

"Really." I didn't say this just now, Lu Xu thought, and suddenly saw Lu Songnian's eyes shining with joy like a child who got candy.

Are you really that happy?

In the administration room of the museum.

Lu Xu rubbed the place where the class teacher poked just now, "You don't understand at all.

"I took my father's things, how can I call it stealing? It is enough to have a stubborn artist in the family. If I didn't take out that thing and sell it, we would have starved to death. Where did Mr. Lu come from? What exhibits."

"Are you still reasonable?" The head teacher said and wanted to lecture again.

"I don't regret selling those things. If I regret it, I regret donating them to your museum. Now the house is empty and there is nothing. I think my dad didn't even have anything to see. I have to go to the museum, and I have to be caught by you."

The administrator was a little embarrassed by what he said.

Lu Xu continued with a sad face: "I miss him very much. I want to shake his hand and see if his hand made of plaster is the same as his. I didn't want to move him away. I Just holding his hand."

"That..." the administrator nodded listening, "but the exhibits cannot be touched, so it's not an example, okay." He was thinking about how to finish when the door was knocked open again.

"The surveillance video was intercepted."

【two】

After watching the video, the administrator looked at Lu Xu, who was still immersed in "sorrow", then at the head teacher who was displeased, and finally turned his gaze back to the screen.

Lu Xu didn't hold that hand emotionally as he said, but he didn't want to steal the sculpture either, as the head teacher said.He was indeed just shaking hands, but the way he gritted his teeth and frowned showed that he was trying very hard to break off that hand.

"Already in high school, why are you still acting like a child with such a strong desire to destroy?" The administrator looked puzzled.

In fact, it was because of the examination a few days ago, so I was looking for the high school notes. When Lu Xu was rummaging at home, he accidentally found Lu Songnian's notebook.

It is a note that writes the inspiration of the work. On one of the pages, when writing about the most successful work in his life, he said that in the hands of the sculpture, he stuffed a secret, saying that he would leave it to his son. of.

If he threw away all his belongings without conscience, he deserved to throw away the secret. If he sorted out his notes and found this page, it would be his inheritance.

heritage.

When Lu Xu saw these two words, he thought of check gold and safe keys.

So he picked a sunny day to go to the museum, intending to get his own inheritance from the hands of the sculpture.

After arriving at the exhibition hall, Lu Xu was very satisfied to see that there was no glass cover, and he simply put up an exhibit with a sign of "no touching".

But there was a security guard standing in the middle of the empty exhibition hall, no one was around, and no movement could escape his eyes.

Lu Xu had no choice but to pretend to wander around, and finally waited until the security guard chatted with the cleaning aunt.He walked quickly to Lu Songnian's exhibit, turned his head to check the status of the security guard, and then reached out to the sculpture.

If that hand is indeed movable as Lu Songnian said, Lu Xu can quickly break it off.

However, until the security guard rushed over to pull him away, Lu Xu held that hand tightly, confirming a fact with some disbelief—it was a hand that was integrated with the entire sculpture, and it was a real plaster. There was no will, no check, no gold, no key to the safe.

He was deceived.

"I told you not to be fooled by him." In the management room, the head teacher said to the administrator.

Lu Xu thought for a second, then said innocently: "When I shake hands with my dad, it's always like this."

"You still want to lie?" The head teacher poked him on the head again, "If you were Pinocchio, you wouldn't know where your nose would grow. If you didn't do your homework, you said your notebook was taken away by a cat. If you didn't come to class, why did you meet someone on the road?" When the old grandma helped her to the hospital, you thought you were a primary school student and helped the old grandma to cross the road."

Is something that sounds grandiose a lie?

The first time Lu Xu was pointed at his nose and said "liar", he said that his father was a very good sculptor.

But after he mentioned Lu Songnian's name, they said with disappointment, "I haven't heard of it."Unexpectedly, the next day, a classmate who didn't know what kind of enmity he had with the Lu family jumped out and said that he had asked his parents. They said that Lu Xu's father knew how to carve those broken stones because he was not doing his job all day long.

I don't know who started it, and then everyone laughed and booed together, shouting "deceitful", "deceitful", "deceitful" over and over again...

His father, who he believed so much, relied so much on, and was so proud of, only gave him a humiliating nickname.

After that, he hated those piles of rocks in the house, hated the useless Lu Songnian who was with those broken rocks all day long.

However, Lu Xu's dissatisfaction did not cause any change in Lu Songnian. After Lu Xu entered the first year of high school, he simply quit his job as an art teacher and began to focus on his art career at home.

"I said, why do you want to resign? If you are still in school, I can go to the teacher's cafeteria with you for a meal." Lu Xu said while peeling edamame.

"Just know how to eat." Lu Songnian said and covered the half-engraved work with newspaper.

"Eating is a major event in life, okay?" Lu Xu said, "Don't you just know every moment, and you haven't seen any amazing works carved by you."

"There are so many shocking works." Lu Songnian replied flatly, seeming to accept this fact calmly.

Lu Xu got angry when he saw his gentle look. "Then what are you doing engraving? Why do you still have a fixed salary when you are a teacher? Now you can sell one pair but not the next one. If you have the last one, you can't make the next one. If you don't make a world-shattering work, you will never be able to sell the next one." You became famous in one fell swoop, let's drink the northwest wind."

"Come on, you, stop daydreaming." Lu Songnian stood up holding the cabinet, wanting to end this topic.

"It's you who are dreaming, okay, you think you can carve something out." Lu Xu replied angrily, but he didn't realize that his father listened, and he couldn't stand still for a while, trembling his body, and then slowly walked into the room.

In the management room of the museum, the class teacher and the administrator discussed for a long time and decided to take Lu Xu away.

When walking through the exhibition hall, Lu Xu turned his head to look at the sculpture, but found a girl standing in front, blocking his view.

She stood motionless, with her head slightly tilted, watching seriously.

Does anyone really like what he engraved so much?Lu Xu thought about it and shook his head again. This girl didn't have much money at first glance, otherwise if she bought this house, she would be able to share some of the money.

Speaking of it, he seems to like dreaming more than Lu Songnian.

Before, Lu Xu looked at the pile of sculptures at home and said to Lu Songnian, "I think you should put these things on the balcony."

"What are you doing? It will be over when it rains." Lu Songnian thought he was going to joke again.

"I'm serious. Hiding these things at home is similar to 'finished'. You put them on the balcony. If a rich man passes by and buys them all, we will get rich."

Lu Songnian glanced at Lu Xu, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally replied in a low voice: "Don't dream."

"Why am I dreaming?" Lu Xu was unconvinced, "Those nouveau riche have a lot of money anyway, maybe someday they will be in a good mood..."

"Can you stop thinking about these things!" Lu Songnian interrupted his son angrily, "Yes! My life is like this, and my things just can't be sold, so don't follow me to dream, If you have the skills, study hard and find a good job to earn your own big money."

He was very, very angry.

But when Lu Xu heard this, he replied even more angrily: "Why? Everyone's parents provide food and drink for them. Why should I make money by myself?"

"You!" Lu Songnian raised his hand to hit him, but his arm stopped in mid-air, trembling, but he still couldn't hit him.

"If you are sick and disabled, forget it. If you have nothing to do, you don't go to work. Why should I study hard?"

"Do you ever talk to elders like this!" Lu Songnian was furious, but he couldn't refute anything.

Lu Xu ignored him, and came out with his bag on his back. Before leaving, he left him a sentence: "Why don't you dream? What else can your life do except dream?"

Lu Xu felt that his family was really strange.

People have sons who want to play in the band and paint, and then the father said earnestly, "You have to study hard or you will starve to death in the future." What a fool, the son persuaded him to work hard every day.

Lu Xu shook his head, that's enough.

【Three】

Lu Xu was taken back to school by the class teacher, and when he went back on Friday, he found that the house was still in the same mess as when he left.Lu Xu was a little dazed. In order to avoid scolding him, before he came back, Lu Songnian would simply clean up the house.

But now that the person he scolded is gone, why is the house still in chaos?
Lu Xu kicked away the old newspapers on the ground, and left it alone, so be it, it looks more lively.

Without those crackling and gouging sounds, Lu Xu discovered for the first time that this neighborhood is so quiet, even the voice of the sister next door on the phone can be heard clearly.He seemed to be put into an empty environment, the sound from which he could not see the source came into his ears, but there was only the dazzling and dizzying light of the incandescent lamp in front of him.

When Lu Xu was in a trance, his lamp creaked and went out.He threw down the pen angrily, unscrewed the light bulb and checked the wattage, then went to the convenience store downstairs to buy a light bulb and replaced it.

But just as he pressed the switch, the newly replaced light bulb flickered twice, then went out again.

Lu Xu scratched his hair annoyedly, and went downstairs with two light bulbs.

"Is the switch hot?" the boss asked.

"Seems to be."

"That's because the switch is burnt out and can't be used anymore. Let's buy a new light."

"Can't it be fixed?"

The boss looked up at Lu Xu and said, "It's very dangerous. You'd better stop messing with it. Remember to unplug the power as soon as you get back."

Is the subtext saying "If your father is still alive, you can fix it"?

Lu Songnian, Lu Songnian, Songhe Yannian, why did you leave so early?

Lu Xu frowned, thinking about the tragedy that he was electrocuted and died at home after screwing up, and no one found out for a week, so he decided to buy a new one.

But he had used that lamp for four or five years without any problems, so why did it break at this time.Lu Xu went upstairs with the new desk lamp that he bought for fifty oceans. He remembered that it would be great if he could get the sculpture back yesterday, and he should be able to sell it for a lot of money.

Lu Xu was thinking about it when he suddenly slipped and suffered retribution.

Early the next morning, my deskmate wrote "Get well soon" on Lu Xu's plaster cast.

"I thought you played with your father's plaster too much, and you couldn't take it off in your hand. It turned out that it was really broken. Such a good reason, why don't you ask for a few days off?"

"Will the head teacher believe it? If she hears that I can fall off the stairs even to buy a light bulb, she will definitely laugh three times, and then say in the office, 'Lu Xu is really the stupidest student I have ever taught, The reason for asking for leave is so fake that even he himself can't believe it'."

It seemed that when he was in the museum, seeing the head teacher use those lies and skipping classes as evidence that "he must have come to steal something", Lu Xu suddenly didn't want to give her any chance to accuse him.Anyway, he skipped class just because no one was looking after him, and if he didn't skip class, it was for nothing. Thinking about it now, he was really childish and boring.

"That's because you have asked for leave too many times, and you have exhausted all the normal reasons." The deskmate passed the paper to the back desk, "But with your style, you should just stop coming."

"Oh, I miss you." Lu Xu smiled and put his arms around his shoulders.In fact, Lu Xu didn't want to stay at home at all. When he fell down the stairs, what appeared in his mind was "No one will know if he died", probably because he realized that he was already alone at that moment.

At first Lu Xu just complained that no one knew about Lu Songnian as a "sculptor". After finding out that Lu Songnian accepted his complaints completely, Lu Xu started to intensify.

The first time he was called a parent by his teacher was because he had a fight with his classmates.

Lu Songnian and the teachers in the school are old acquaintances, because meeting this kind of thing is really embarrassing. Whenever he sees Lu Xu, he gets angry and beats him up for taking a random book from the table.

At this time, Lu Xu shouted, "I'm helping you!"

Lu Songnian's hand stopped, and he continued to say: "He said that the things you carved are ugly and worthless, so I'll beat him up for you."

"Nonsense." The book in Lu Songnian's hand tapped Lu Xu's head lightly.

After that, Lu Xu found out that if he did not get good grades in the exam, he could say "You are so noisy all day long, how can I read books when you are so noisy", and when sleeping in class, he could say "I can't sleep well in the dormitory. If you are still a teacher, I can sleep with you." dormitory."

As for his nonsense, Lu Songnian seemed to have no other choice but to knock his head off.He is indeed, as Lu Xu said, a stubborn old man who has accomplished nothing.

It's just that he didn't realize at that time that Lu Songnian's movements had already slowed down before he said those words.

【[-]】

When two people with cameras and microphones appeared at the door of the classroom, the students whispered excitedly.Reporter Qiao Qiao knocked on the door, smiling very friendly, "Could you please help me find classmate Lu Xu?"

"Interview." The class teacher appeared at the door in time, "Stop interviewing him, this kid is talking nonsense."

"Hello." Lu Xu came out.

"Yo, you're here today, I thought you didn't even plan to come." The head teacher said sarcastically.

"When did I not come, who is talking nonsense?"

"Before you..." The head teacher said after thinking about it, Lu Xu really hasn't been absent from work these few days, "Didn't you go to the museum last month?"

"Didn't the child have some trouble at home last month?" Qiao Qiao patted the head teacher, "Teacher, don't be too harsh."

After the head teacher left, Qiao Qiao asked Lu Xu quietly, "Does the current teacher really want to see art candidates, or should I report it to you?"

"I'm not an art examinee." Lu Xu took a step back and stood a little further away from her. "My dad is like that. I still go to learn those bastards. I must be sick." He left after finishing speaking , "Don't bother me."

"How did this happen? What else can I do with this report." Qiao Qiao looked at the photographer with a heartbroken expression.

"Didn't you just say that Mr. Lu's son is easy to talk to? Do you really know him?"

Lu Xu remembered that when Lu Songnian was being rescued in the hospital, his friends huddled together and asked him what to do with the work, can it be donated to the country?But he only said one sentence, Lu Xu, I just can't worry about Lu Xu.

When this word reached Lu Xu's ears, it sounded as funny and hypocritical as a TV series line, and he didn't believe it at all.

A person who only thinks about sculpture, who has never cared about him, how can he be the most reluctant to let him go.If I can’t let go, it means I can’t let go of those works that will be sold by myself.

After Lu Songnian passed away, his good friends comforted themselves and said, "Teacher Lu said that you are the most sorry. Good environment, he has always been very guilty." He talked a lot, but he didn't explain why he gave up everything and resigned and went home to create.

In their eyes, it seems to be things that can be explained by "like", "love" and "stubbornness", but Lu Xu can't understand why so many people give up in front of life, but his father insists on it. .

Everyone wanted to see the image of a good son who respected his father and inherited his father's career from him, and wanted to frame him with all kinds of beautiful words to express their condolences to Lu Songnian.

But Lu Xu couldn't do it, and he couldn't figure it out. For that persistence, he had to accept his son's complaints completely, and he couldn't say anything when things were sold. What was the reason for living so hard and aggrieved? .

Lu Xu didn't expect to see Qiao Qiao again so soon.But this time the situation seems less optimistic.

Lu Songnian's sculpture was stolen from the museum warehouse.

Lu Xu was called to the police station. "You are really going to die. You stole things to the museum. Do you know that you are committing a crime?" The teacher in charge told the police what he said to the museum administrator last time while scolding.After witnessing Lu Xu's ability to lie, the administrator only said that he wanted to tear off the exhibits when he was caught, and omitted all explanations.

Based on the incident that Lu Xu went to the museum to destroy exhibits last time, and the history of often stealing works to sell, they suspected that he stole those sculptures.

"You said you were at home that day?" the policeman asked, "Can any neighbors, security guards or couriers prove it?"

"No. So what, can you prove that I stole it? Don't you have no evidence?"

A group of adults with strong rhetoric and a delinquent boy, no one would believe them no matter how they explained it, or in other words, they didn't even have the chance to explain it.

"I am also really unlucky. I don't know how many years I will live if I meet such a student."

At the beginning of the first year of high school, the head teacher gave Lu Xu a negative impression because he chatted in class and didn't do his homework. Finally, when he was procrastinating in class, Lu Xu couldn't bear it anymore and called his parents to the school .

But Lu Songnian just apologized to the head teacher submissively. When he got home, he just wanted to teach him a few words, but he was pushed back by Lu Xu's sentence "Am I wrong? Didn't you teach me the same way?"

The class teacher soon discovered that the ultimate magic weapon of "calling parents" had also failed, and Lu Xu became a hopeless super monster in her eyes.

"Oh, he definitely didn't steal it." It was Qiao Qiao who suddenly stood up from the next table.

"I was doing an interview, and I overheard you talking." She lowered her voice and said to the police, "Think about it, the source of their family's income is to rely on Teacher Lu to sell works. But Teacher Lu Art, shameless, I’m sorry. Of course, I’ll ask my son to help sell it. We’ve seen this kind of thing a lot. Don’t talk about it, it’s bad for Teacher Lu’s reputation. Let’s talk about it,” she looked towards the library The administrator said, "The security of the museum is so good, he is a high school student, how can he steal it, right?"

She asked the class teacher again, "The quality of education in your school is so good, how could students do such a thing, it must be a misunderstanding. We should investigate this matter again."

【Wu】

After finishing the record, Qiao Qiao accompanied Lu Xu out of the police station. "Why help me?" Lu Xu was not in the mood, and asked coldly, "Do you still want to continue the interview?"

"When Mr. Lu was in the city, I was his student and I liked him very much."

She was willing to help him, not because of himself, but because she believed that Lu Songnian's son would not be a thief.He wanted to interview him only because of his status as "Lu Songnian's son".

After all, it still depends on his glory.

In the years that Lu Xu passed without knowing it, during the years when he clamored that Lu Songnian had been engraving for more than ten years, but he hadn't figured out why.In fact, Lu Songnian has become better little by little, and he has unknowingly become an "excellent sculptor" in Lu Xu's mouth. After his sudden death, his works can be placed in museums, and his family will receive social support. s concern.

Thinking "I should go away like my mother, no matter whether you live or die", thinking "Without me, you would have starved to death", I have been so self-righteous for so long, but when I couldn't argue with it, I got out of the predicament because of "Lu Songnian's son" .Did the seemingly poor and despised person get the respect and love of so many people?
"Then why do you believe that I didn't steal the sculpture in the warehouse?"

"Because of you..." Qiao Qiao said halfway, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "So it was really you who stole it?"

"No."

Lu Xu replied and stopped talking.But he did enter the museum's warehouse.

At that time, I felt very boring at home alone, very boring, and then I missed the gadgets that were piled up in the house before, so I sneaked into the warehouse of the museum, and on a whim, I rearranged Lu Songnian's things according to the original position at home. After placing them, some items that were originally placed in the cabinet had to be moved far away.

Later, when they heard the security guard's voice, they ran away. The other party must have made a "stolen" conclusion without even thinking about seeing the mess.

I really looked up to Lu Songnian, thinking that his things were treasures, and no one would steal them.

"You're really amazing. You're driving your homeroom teachers crazy. I thought you were just an ordinary rebellious boy."

"Our class is the last one in the weekly evaluation, which prevents her from getting a bonus. Of course, she hopes that I will get out early."

"Why do you spend money all day long?" Qiao Qiao said and hit Lu Xu on the head with the flyer in his hand.

"Hey, I told you not to start, you will be stupid."

After they finished speaking, they looked at the flyer that was rolled into a circle at some point.

"Ms. Lu's paper rolling is really good. I have practiced for so many years, but I haven't learned it yet."

"Then do you know why he didn't become a teacher?"

The question that has not been answered all the time, even made Lu Xu feel unreasonable because he couldn't understand it.Maybe she can get the answer here.

"I think, at that time, a student asked Teacher Lu why he learned sketching. Teacher Lu said it was to enter the Academy of Fine Arts. She asked again, why did he enter the Academy of Fine Arts. Teacher Lu said what he wanted to do in the future. It’s your own business. At this time, someone said that the purpose of entering the Academy of Fine Arts is to be a teacher. After graduation, I will teach students to draw sketches, and then let them enter the Academy of Fine Arts. It’s so comfortable every day. I really thought I could become a painter. At that time we laughed at him for the truth, but later Teacher Lu resigned, I think he thought it was boring to teach such students.”

"So he really determined to become a sculptor later?" Lu Xu said with a sigh, leaving a group of real students, but met a son who loves to daydream, Lu Songnian, your life is really sad .

"During the college entrance examination, many teachers said that if you pass this hurdle, you will be very happy in the future. Only Teacher Lu always said that what Wu Junru said in "The Thief of Time" is life. One step is difficult, but one step is good. , One step is better, one step is difficult. So I was very impressed with him, and he really went step by step, and put his works into the museum."

Lu Xu's daydream has come true, and he is going to set up a trick to get him here. Is this what you want to talk about?Is this the so-called secret?
Want a great sculptor father, no.Want to carve a stunning work, no.Want to become famous and rich overnight, no.Want to get a huge inheritance, no.If you want to dig out gold bars from sculptures, you can't.

What I told you and left you, the so-called secrets and legacy, is just this.

Qiao Qiao glanced at Lu Xu's hand while talking, "The wooden skewer in your hand is pretty, did Teacher Lu make it for you?"

"I picked up what I saw at home a few days ago, and I took it with me. If you think it looks good, I can give it to you." Lu Xu said that he was about to take it off.

"Okay, don't blame me if your heartache dies by then."

"what."

"You still have to deny it. If you really bother your father so much, why don't you go with your mother?"

Lu Xu stopped what he was doing.

Because at that time, he still believed what they said, and felt that his mother was a bad woman who only wanted money, that she didn't support his father, that she didn't love him at all, so he refused to go with her at that time.

But Lu Xu couldn't remember for a long time, who was the one who shouted "You don't even know what a dream is" at the top of his voice.

He himself does not know.

【end】

Lu Xu returned home and opened the notebook again.

Some of Lu Songnian's compositions were drawn inside, some were clear and beautiful, and some were drawn in a mess. Lu Xu could even clearly recall the way Lu Songnian scratched the page when he was drawing in a fit of rage.But when he fell into a bottleneck, what he got was not encouragement and support, but "what else can your life do except dreaming".

Flipping through the pages, Lu Xu suddenly found that there was a test sheet at the end of the notebook.It happened to be his freshman year of high school, and only then did he know that Lu Songnian resigned not only because of his dream, because of disappointment, but also because his body could ache at any time, and he was no longer competent for his job.

It's just that he didn't say it.

Lu Xu made wild guesses and concluded that he was selfish.

In the diary, after Lu Songnian realized that his health was getting worse and worse, he said that he had nothing to leave for Lu Xu. His only specialty was carving, so he could only make more works desperately, so that he could pick up and exchange for more. Money, can barely support life.

He really wants his children to live a positive, optimistic and good life.But as an unemployed person, his education is too unconvincing, and he doesn't know how to teach him to convince him.

All he can do is to work hard to make himself better, and one day he can really become the person he is proud of, maybe he can change everything.

But he had already done it, but he couldn't wait for the day when Lu Xu understood.

It was too late for him to understand, and the last sentence he left for Lu Songnian was the phrase "What else can your life do other than dreaming".

That day happened to be Sunday, and after the dispute was over, Lu Xu packed up his things and went to school, and never contacted Lu Songnian again.Until Wednesday, when Lu Songnian went to participate in an exhibition, he suddenly fell ill at the scene and was sent to the hospital.

When the phone call came to the school, Lu Xu skipped class and wandered around outside. When the teacher finally found him and took him to the hospital, they said that Lu Songnian had already left.

At that moment, Lu Xu didn't believe it at all.

People who were bickering a few days ago, how can they say that they are not here?

You just left, aren't you afraid that I'll sell all your things?
No, you never worried about this.Never.

Lu Xu thought of the sculpture called "Father and Son" in the museum, the running child, and the father who stretched out his hand behind him to protect him, but couldn't reach it and stayed in the air in the end.

His wants, his efforts, he couldn't see them all.

Think about it, it's pretty awesome.If you make a mistake in the drawing, you can correct it and use PS, but in terms of sculpture, there is no turning back.Every cut is a final decision, and he has already made a choice.

On the last page of his notebook, he said, "Sorry, it didn't turn out the way you liked."

Lu Xu closed the notebook, and he suddenly remembered that in those days when he was not blinded by reality, he also had his own dreams.

Only then he forgot.He began to care more about other people's eyes, and how to get more money and eat more good things.And completely forgot the future I had imagined.He felt that it was too difficult to achieve, how could he have time to dream if he didn't even have dinner today.

But which one of the things in this world is easy? Everyone is not like this. One step is difficult, one step is better, one step is better, and one step is difficult. After solving the current predicament, new troubles will be born.

But we still have to keep moving forward, so that we can see the end of the glory like Lu Songnian did.

It's just a pity that he didn't have time to let his father see it.

(End of this chapter)