If you are asked to write about a courier, you write "Second Person" on the spot

In the studio.

Most of the male audience couldn't help but dilate their pupils and take a second look when they saw this.

Moreover, Xia Fan's voice generated by AI is also full of charm.

Many boys who brought their girlfriends to the scene regretted coming alone.

They could only feel itchy and sneak a few glances.

If they were accidentally discovered by their girlfriends, they would simply stop pretending and stare at the screen with wide eyes.

They directly ignored their girlfriend's anger.

When the female audience saw this, their faces first blushed, and then their eyes revealed envy and jealousy.

Guo Xiaosi, who was on the judges' panel, spoke:

"Vulgar! So vulgar!"

"Teachers, should we remind contestant No. 28? He is being too unfair to the other contestants.

The other three judges didn't have time to say anything.

Xia Fan didn't stay on Xia He for too long.

The scene returned to Zhang Chulan again.......

"Uncle Song, don't ask me anymore. I didn't find the girl you mentioned in the old house, so I went back to school."

"Don’t ask me everything. What have you been doing all these years?"

"How did my grandfather die? Where did my father go? Didn't you find out anything?"

""Well, I don't think I can find anything out of you. Go and have a rest wherever you can."

Zhang Chulan was complaining to Uncle Song at this time.

He knew that he couldn't let Uncle Song investigate any further.

As an ordinary person, Uncle Song might be in danger if he continued to investigate.

His thoughts returned to his childhood.

""Hit him! Hit him!"

The streets of the town were filled with the noise of children early in the morning. The adults who were awakened thought that it was just children playing.

In fact, five boys were chasing and beating one boy.

The beaten boy was wearing a red vest and blue shorts, with his hair tied in a short bun.

There was blood on his face from a bruise on his forehead.

It was Zhang Chulan as a child.

Unable to bear the beating, Zhang Chulan finally stood up to resist.

With just one punch, the strongest of the five fell to the ground.

There was a trace of golden light and steam on Zhang Chulan's fist, which had not yet been retracted.

The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, showing his stubbornness and unwillingness to accept.

"I'm bleeding? Zhang Chulan hit someone! I want to find my mother!!"

After a while, the mother of the beaten child came to Zhang Chulan's father Zhang Yude to make trouble.

But Zhang Yude was always humble and said nice things.

Because of Zhang Chulan's punch, he not only got a beating from his father.

His grandfather also told his father to move.

【Why? If you are a superman but cannot show it, then isn't it like walking in the night in fine clothes, meaningless?】

【Yes, it's so lonely not being able to show off】

【However, Zhang Chulan is a kind person and is considerate of the old policeman.】

【Is Zhang Chulan’s father also an alien?】

【Zhang Chulan was quite cute when she was a child】......

Zhang Chulan was used to moving.

Every time he exposed his kung fu, his grandfather would move to a new place.

However, the young boy was always troubled by a question:

"Grandpa, am I my father’s biological child?"

"It's outrageous when other people use belts and rolling pins to beat their children."

"My dad has all the moves when he beats me, the Black Tiger's heart-piercing posture is still the old standard"

"I was forced to practice martial arts every day, but even after I learned it, I couldn’t use it in front of outsiders.

Grandpa Zhang Xilin sighed deeply:

"Chu Lan, if there is a way, your father doesn't want this to happen."

"And it was actually your grandfather who forced you to practice martial arts."

"If you use our kung fu in front of outsiders, it will bring disaster to our Zhang family."

"Do you know why?"

"Because these people in the world are not afraid of heaven or earth, they are just afraid of people who are different from themselves."

"If you are too bad or too cowardly, they will destroy you and step on you"

"If you are too good or too strong, they will not trust you and will suppress you and alienate you."

"As long as you are similar to them, they will feel at ease to accept you. At that time, they don’t care whether you are good or bad."

"Therefore, the people who live the most carefree life in this world are those who know how to disguise themselves to be the same as others."

"This is why our Kung Fu cannot be shown to others."

"Once you are exposed, you become an alien in the eyes of others."

"They will try to destroy you."

【Isn’t this too true?】

【It's like in a company, everyone else is playing badly, but you work hard, but you are excluded.】

【This is a golden sentence. There is something special about the 28th.】

【The reality is the same. It is recommended to recite the whole text.】

【The doctrine of the mean is to be in harmony with the world. This is how we Chinese people should live in the world!】

【Speaking of which, isn't this Zhang Chulan too miserable? He has been trained to take beatings since he was a child.】

【I suddenly felt that my father was really good to me.】

【I know why his father beat him so hard, because his family's kung fu cannot be used on outsiders! 】

In the studio.

Both the audience and the judges were shocked by Zhang Xilin's lines.

They were different from the audience watching the live broadcast in front of their mobile phones.

The atmosphere on the scene gave them goose bumps.

Tiancan, Fenghuo, and Haiyan were shocked.

Xia Fan's line skills are too good.

But Guo Xiaosi seemed to have suffered a critical hit.

In order to comfort himself, he said stubbornly:

"It's just one or two good lines. If the story is not good, no matter how many good lines there are, it will be useless."

He was also thinking in his heart, it's a strange man, and it's about kung fu.

Do you think it's really that easy to write?

Without even an outline, it will definitely fail.

Xia Fan in the creative room didn't know the outside evaluation. The reason why he put this memory here was because the original work inserted the memory when Baoer Jie and Zhang Chulan fought.

He felt that it would affect the rhythm too much.

So he put this memory in front.

Although his brain was constantly thinking about how to express it better, his hand that typed words did not stop at all.......

Ding-ling-ling.

Just when Zhang Chulan's thoughts were drifting, the class bell rang.

"It's time for class, I don't want to think about it anymore."

Zhang Chulan was preparing to listen to the class.

A girl walked into the classroom with the ringing of the bell and sat next to him.

In Zhang Chulan's peripheral vision, she was wearing a white shirt, a black skirt, messy black hair, and pale skin.

She looked familiar.

He shook his head:"It seems that I am really tired. I shouldn't have saved the photo of that crazy woman in my phone!"

As he said that, he took out his phone and deleted the photo of Feng Baobao that he took yesterday.

However, he turned his head and confirmed that it was not his hallucination:

"I go~~~"

The teacher on the podium immediately said angrily:"Who is it that speaks so foully?"

"Oh, sorry, teacher, I sat on a nail.

The whole class laughed.

Feng Baobao, expressionless, said:

"Don’t say anything, just go to class first."