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Chapter 45: Can't be dimmed at this time

Scott has hated his father since he became conscious.

He has a weak character and lazy behavior. He is nearly forty years old and has accomplished nothing. The only thing he can be praised for is the hereditary title of earl on his head.

If it weren't for his grandfather's achievements, there is a high probability that Scott's father would have become a member of Street 17, lying lazily on the street scratching his dirt-covered armpits every day, with only windy and rainy nights and

On days when relief funds are distributed, I will move a little bit.

But what's annoying is that Scott's father has no ability at all, but he is really lucky.

Relying on the shadow left by the older generation, he lived a very comfortable life even if he did nothing. He even married a very beautiful wife. Although she ran away in the end, she still left him an excellent wife.

son.

In terms of talent, Scott Ball is not a real genius. The time it takes to connect to the sea of ​​imaginary numbers is absolutely the last among that group of people.

But why can he occupy a place in the third grade now?

Work hard, grit your teeth and squeeze out every drop of available time to improve yourself.

When others started socializing through titles, he swam in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers; while others tasted delicious afternoon tea, he hid in the library and struggled to chew through unfamiliar knowledge.

He knew that his talent was not very good, so he could only use this method to slightly make up for the gap between him and others.

Only in this way can I gain a little voice for myself and avoid being ridiculed by others because of my father.

However, this effort was regarded as bragging rights by his father.

Scott's father likes to drink, but he is not good at controlling it. When he drinks too much, he likes to brag.

But with what he had in his pocket, what could he boast about?

He doesn't know much about learning, he doesn't know magic, and he doesn't even know if he can win against the primary school students of Yin Academy even though he's physically weak.

The only thing he can boast about is his son who is quite outstanding.

However, although Scott's father knew his son's excellence, he didn't know what exactly made his son outstanding.

So how did he blow it?

When others talk about the talent of a boy from a certain family, he will laugh and say: "Hey, my boy is no worse than him!"

When others mentioned that someone made a mistake in a certain game or experiment, he would say thoughtfully: "If it were my son, he would definitely not fail."

When it comes to talking about a certain historical figure, he is even more enthusiastic: "The future Scott will definitely surpass him, there is no doubt about it!"

"That young man from my family is top-notch in every aspect!"

He always likes to mention Scott in various aspects, but he never seems to ask whether Scott likes to be talked about all the time.

In fact, Scott hated this feeling.

Perhaps out of noble etiquette, or perhaps out of empathy as a parent, few people would actually tease him about this matter, but they would still observe him with a magnifying glass because of his father's unbridled praise.

This made Scott feel very stressed.

Under pressure, he did not flinch, and still tried his best to squeeze himself harder.

This is not because he is afraid that he will embarrass his father at the wine table if he fails to achieve his ideal achievements, but because he wants to tell his father in this way that my achievements are not easy.

Because he spends most of his time studying, Scott's communication skills are very weak. He is not good at words and is taciturn. Therefore, he is better at using actions to express what he wants to express than words.

mean.

Unfortunately, my father didn't notice.

He is a little tired.

"call......."

Looking at his father's looming shadow in front of him, Scott rubbed his tired eyes, trying to take a deep breath to calm his emotions that were fluctuating due to the past images tumbling in his mind.

Unfortunately, his breathing did not continue smoothly.

Under the tremendous pressure, it was even difficult for him to breathe.

Fatigue suddenly emerged from his heart, Scott's eyes drooped slightly, and he really wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while at this moment.

"But......."

At this time, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be still participating in the freshman competition, and even where he was now, he should be in the ring.

"So, is the scene in front of me an illusion?"

Vaguely, Scott realized something, but he had no intention of cracking it.

He just wanted to collapse on the ground, look up at the white clouds in the blue sky, then close his eyes in the dazzling sunlight, and have a good sleep.

"If you do this, father will definitely be extremely disappointed, right?"

With this thought in his mind, the corners of Scott's lips suddenly curved.

When he thought of his father's expression of shock, disappointment, and even anger at his behavior, Scott suddenly felt a sense of revenge in his heart.

Let you like to brag, let you mention me even if you don't have the ability, I'll show off, let's see what else you can brag about in the future!

"That's it."

Scott was thinking silently now, and then he was about to lie down on the ground with a smile on his face and give up the game.

However, at this moment, a question suddenly flashed in his mind.

Would my father really be disappointed with his behavior?

In Scott's impression, when his father looked at him, he would always look like "my son is the best in the world."

When he was in front of Scott, he never seemed to show any doubts, disappointments, or any negative emotions.

He is always accompanied by that heartless smile and unbridled praise.

"Father, will he really feel disappointed?"

Scott suddenly became less determined about his previous thoughts.

For a moment, he even felt that after learning that he had voluntarily given up the competition, his father would still welcome him home with that smiling face, and then laughed and said: "My son's choice must be his."

It’s considered inside!”

He always trusted his children unconditionally.

Suddenly, Scott felt that he couldn't lie down for the time being.

At least, not lying down like this.

He hated his father's exaggeration, hated his father's weakness and laziness, and even hated his father as a whole.

But the only thing he didn't hate was his father's words to him, "I will always believe in you."

Perhaps, one of the reasons why Scott is still willing to squeeze himself for promotion is the sincere "fatherly love" he felt when he heard these words.

"No matter what, even if it is for myself who has worked hard before, I will never lie down by myself now."

Scott opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and wanted to break free from the shackles of the desire called "lazy", stand up straight, break this illusion, and then push his opponent off the ring.

With his own will, Scott barely resisted the mountain-like pressure and wanted to lift his bent body up again. However, "laziness" almost became a shackle that completely restrained him due to temporary indulgence. , he couldn't completely break free of it.

He needs...someone to help him.

"Thankfully you decided to stand up."

The sudden sound made Scott's heart skip a beat.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at the looming figure in the darkness, and heard him say in a very soft voice.

"When some bubbles burst, they are really burst. When some people fall, they really cannot stand up."

He slowly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Scott.

"Now you are shining brightly in the eyes of others, but you cannot let your light dim at this time."

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