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Chapter 326: Who is Qin Zhong in the creation of Hongmeng?

"Well done, son!"

Fang Yuan on the other end of the phone suddenly became excited.

You know, although his wife Tong Wenjie always puts the blame on the bad genes of the Fang family whenever their son gets into trouble or does poorly in school.

But he had to admit that Fang Yifan was definitely his son.

There's no need for a paternity test.

Putting aside his appearance, his personality and hobbies make him undoubtedly his biological son.

Originally in China, everyone was focused on the college entrance examination and only cared about scores, so his son looked very bad and was disliked.

But when they go abroad, where people are evaluated in a diversified way, isn't the true value of people like them revealed?
Look at his small size. How popular he is when he goes abroad.

You know, he was actually similar to Fang Yifan in high school. He also liked various arts and organized art performances. He was a real artistic talent.

It's just that he has a higher IQ and his grades are not bad either.

Many parents place their own unfulfilled regrets on their children, hoping that they will help them fulfill their regrets.

Now his good son has helped him realize it.

The Fang family is not criminals, not bad people, and certainly not useless. They are all good people!
Oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while oranges grown in the north of the Huai River are tangerines.

His son is suitable to shine abroad.

"What stocks?"

Tong Wenjie was not very interested in music or bands, and did not know much about musical instruments. She subconsciously asked, "Fanfan, you didn't learn this when you were in China. You only played the piano. How come you can play gongs and drums?"

"..." Fang Yifan almost burst into tears when he heard his mother's unintentional but to-the-point question.

How can he answer this question?

"You can draw inferences from one instance to another!" Fang Yuan didn't wait for his son to speak, and explained to him with a very understanding look: "My son's talent in music, dancing and other arts is innate, inherited from me. He can learn it easily. It's normal, right, son?"

"Yes, it's a talent..." Fang Yifan's voice sounded a little strange. Realizing something was wrong, he quickly said a few perfunctory words and hung up the phone.

The pain, shame and other emotions overwhelmed him, making him lie there and cry.

How could this be?
He was once mocked by He Chen as Jia Baoyu, but he is Fang Baoyu.

He denied this.

Although he always revolved around his Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai, he had no other golden hairpins, let alone a large number of other beautiful maids.

How can he be considered a precious jade?

The orphan He Chen's life became more and more like Jia Baoyu.

But now he had to accept the title of Fang Baoyu.

Because in some ways, he and Jia Baoyu have something in common...

The fact that Jia Baoyu was able to write the Dream of the Red Chamber, which mourns for Jin and Yu after his family was broken up, was catalyzed by the pain of choking on sour vegetables in the cold winter and wrapping himself in a torn felt on snowy nights.

And he is in a lot of pain now!
Thinking of this, he began to cry again.

It turns out that being humiliated by He Chen in various ways is not the ultimate insult...

numb!

Jia Baoyu also likes to cry, and he also wishes he could be a pure girl made of water. If he were alive today and came to America...

After venting for a while, he finally had time to seriously think about a question, which was: "Who was Qin Zhong when Hongmeng was created?"

This is a question...

"It's not the seventh, nor the third, nor the fifth. It could be the fourth, and more likely the second. Don't let it be a broken drum that everyone beats... Brother Jie, don't do that!" Fang Yifan couldn't help but shift his emotions from Dream of the Red Chamber to Let the Bullets Fly, and checked them one by one.

He now understood why He Chen liked to borrow classic scenes and lines so much.

Because some things and some words are really hard to say.

It is best to use fake words and village language to describe it accurately.

What could be more useful than allusions?

Just a few words tell a story.

It’s just that this realization is too painful.

Fang Yifan burst into tears again due to pain.

Before coming here, his parents always told him to be good and make more connections. As the saying goes, more friends mean more paths.

But when he thought of this saying now, he couldn't help but shudder.

He suddenly didn't want to make so many connections anymore.

More friends, more paths. What if you make 10,000 friends?

And across the ocean.

It was night time in Shuxiang Yayuan.

After the phone call, the Fang couple were very excited.

How can they not be happy that their son has made great progress!
"My son is awesome!" Fang Yuan was even more excited than Tong Wenjie, and couldn't help fantasizing happily: "In the future, I may benefit from my son's fame and fortune, and I may immigrate to the United States. Then I may be able to pursue my artistic dream when I was young. I heard that there is no age limit over there, and anyone can pursue their dreams. That's great!"

"Come on, can you compare with Fanfan?" Tong Wenjie squinted at him and said, "He came out of my belly, my son! He is my son in this respect!"

"No, that's not what you said before!" Fang Yuan almost laughed out of anger.

"The past is the past!" Tong Wenjie said confidently: "In the past, I was in China and was naughty and mischievous. It was because of your Fang family's genes! Now that you are abroad, you are so outstanding. It must be because of my good genes!
Not convinced?

Let me ask you, what company do I work for?
Foreign company!

Isn’t this very clear?
My son is where he is today because he obeys me!"

“……” Fang Yuan was speechless.

He didn't dare say anything more.

Otherwise, if we continue to argue, we will have to say that the son is definitely the mother's biological son, but the father may not be.

In the past, he liked to make jokes like this.

But now that he has truly become a minotaur, he doesn't dare to joke anymore, and he can't joke. His heart aches and his face turns green!
And if they really fall out, this family might really break up.

As I said, he is almost fifty years old, and his job has been optimized and transferred to society. His desires in that area have not diminished and are still quite strong. He really can't say anything tough!
Seeing that he had given in, Tong Wenjie stopped talking and started praising her son happily. Then, still not satisfied, she got up, holding her belly, and went upstairs to meet her best friend Song Qian.

Although the plastic smell of best friends is becoming stronger and stronger, they are still best friends after all.

Not to mention this small conflict, even if it is a bigger conflict, such as letting a scumbag and violent boyfriend rape her best friend and extort money, it will not affect the relationship between the best friends after they talk it out afterwards.

Best friends in the world of movies and TV dramas are so magical!

Now that her son has made great progress abroad, she couldn't help but share it with her best friend Song Qian.

Although it seems that the wealth and glory of my son and Yingzi, my childhood sweethearts, are getting further and further away, there is still a long time to go and no one can predict the future.

She was still reluctant to give up this billions of assets.

Have to keep maintaining it.

And she had to talk to her best friend Song Qian. How could she let He Chen enter her house? She would really become his cook, which was too embarrassing!
(End of this chapter)