Chapter 24 You are really talented
“You are really talented, Li Yan.”
A gentle tone, unhurriedly interjecting into Li Yan’s talk gap.
Li Yan, who is no longer an elm-headed person, captured the emotion in this sentence that she tried to hide to no avail.
So he stopped talking.
Before his rebirth, he really liked others saying that he was "talented", and he was also very keen on showing his unique understanding in front of others.
He used to enjoy this feeling, especially emphasizing that he had achieved results that amazed others with a small amount of effort.
But it is different now. It is not a wonderful thing to destroy the hard work of others with your own understatement.
“Everyone has something they are good at.” he said.
“Talent is a gift, a very precious gift. Some people get more, and some people get less.”
Could it be that a sixth grader in elementary school can be so artistic?
Li Yan is actually not qualified to complain about others. Before his rebirth, he had read poetry on stage in the sixth grade.
“I have no talent.”
Here comes the most difficult sentence to deal with.
Li Yan thought for a long time, because she was not very impressed with Li Xinyuan and couldn't find any way to comfort her.
"It's still early, and many talents haven't been revealed yet. And for us now, having talent in learning is the most important thing."
"Just because I don't have any talent, I can only put all my energy into it." Use it for studying.”
Li Xinyuan finally couldn’t hold back the grievance in her heart, and the loneliness in her eyes was no longer hidden.
"Your grades are pretty good. This is a talent."
"I earned it all by working hard."
"Working hard can produce results. It is a kind of talent, a rare talent. There will never be a shortage of people who work hard in the world. How many people can get the results they want?"
Li Yan said seriously, but ignored the fact that An important point.
This sentence is indeed very reasonable, but anyone can say this to Li Xinyuan, but not him.
"There is a person who can learn much better than me without working hard. He told me that hard work and results are talents."
It's over, why has the atmosphere become so embarrassing.
Li Yan was choked to silence, and realized how unreasonable it was for him to be reborn after leaving the system on.
"Okay," the study committee member quickly adjusted his mentality, "Actually, I am very happy to feel the difference between genius."
Looking at the dimming in her eyes Li Yan felt a little uncomfortable about the light.
Why do you feel like you have offended a girl with something serious?
"It's getting late. Are your parents coming back? It's time for me to go home and prepare for lunch. Next time you have a chance, show me some drawings, Li Dagenai."< br>
Why doesn't it sound right?
But Li Yan still sent him downstairs and waved goodbye.
I'm sorry, study committee member. I have to go to practice in the afternoon. I'll chew on your sadness when I come back in the evening.
What he never expected was that Lin Zhiyuan, who had joked with him on Monday, fell into emo after two games.
Both games were 15:13. In the first game, Xiaopang could be considered a narrow defeat, but in the second game, he was almost in a state of self-destruction and made various mistakes.
Even if Li Yan deliberately let the water go, he still won the game.
Then Lin Zhiyuan sat on the rest chair, his hair hanging down in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Li Yan handed over the water, and the hand Xiaopang took showed his dejected mood.
"You are very talented, Yan."
Huh? What double score?
"Actually, after we finished practicing last week, the coach told me that you are a badminton genius and your receptive ability is too strong."
Is that okay? The system directly adds points, how can it not be awesome?
Li Yan was a little helpless. Ever since he had talked about "genius and mediocrity" in front of Chen Wenjing, he had fallen into this vortex.
“He only taught you one lesson, but you learned almost two lessons.”
“I’ve been playing ball for a year, and I didn’t even have to take it seriously when I hit you. , I was able to win before I learned the game last time, but I lost to you after I learned it. Now I can’t even win even if I try my best.” “Do you think I don’t know that you gave in the second time, but even so, I still can’t win.” Can’t win.”
"Young Master Yan, I feel so frustrated when I learn to play with you..."
Lin Zhiyuan sat sluggishly, without raising his head or looking at Li Yan, just like that Talking to himself.
The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and the more he spoke, the lower his mood became.
"What are you doing? Do you want to admit defeat after losing once?" Li Yan sighed, "How about I lose a game on purpose and then act for you?"
"Then, of course not."
"That's right," Li Yan pulled Xiaopang up, "but I won't force it. If you really don't want to learn it, we won't learn it. . ”
“No, it’s just too frustrating.”
“What is my goal?”
"Beat Coach Ding."
"What are you talking about?" Lin Zhiyuan was so anxious that he laughed, "Coach Ding is third in the city competition, what should we beat him with."
“Didn’t you say I was a genius?”
I haven’t reached the second grade of junior high school yet, but the spirit of the second grade is already burning in Lin Zhiyuan’s heart.
“There is something wrong...”
Li Yan felt a little ashamed. In order to improve her badminton skills, she used her friend's money to take lessons, and later destroyed her friend's self-confidence. She was really sorry for her.
I have to think of some way to make money, but without the blessing of poor information and no capital, the limitations of being a primary school student are still too great.
“Next, let’s not say who loses and who pays the training fee. Since we are learning together, we will split it 50-50, and we will still play the game and just practice, how about it?”
Who knew that the little fat man put on an exaggerated pose, "Is it funny? My deskmate, friend, top student, and great genius, Comrade Yan Shao?"
What the hell is this name...
bite!
[Tucao +1, total 34]
Is it affected by the overall improvement of language and expression? Such a high score?
No, is complaining a positive skill?
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that if he accidentally improved his skills, he would suddenly come up with a line of complaints that would make millions of people laugh.
"In the promised competition, you must have a competitive spirit. I was just surrounded by frustration, and your family is probably not willing to let you spend money on training."
Little Fatty was minding his own business again. As he spoke, his expression became more and more determined.
"You are such a genius. I also want to see how good you are after training. Maybe you can really defeat Coach Ding?"
Li Yan was very moved, so he expressed his Xiao Baanpan felt even more ashamed.
It would be better to just let Xiaopang take him to practice ball together.
Lin Zhiyuan, good brother, you will have a share of all the glory and wealth I will have in the future.
"Of course, don't be too grateful to me. I have to practice football. It's not interesting to be alone. You are pretty good if you are more than one."
"You can study later. If you don’t understand anything, I’ll guide you.”
“Huh?” Lin Zhiyuan didn’t expect this development, so he approached Li Yan and grabbed his shoulder, “Brother Yan, Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan, you. Are you finally willing to copy my homework?”
The excitement just now disappeared, and Li Yan pushed away his deskmate with an expressionless face:
"I've been thinking about taking shortcuts all day long. What I said is that if you don't understand something, you can ask me."
"I understand. Do you want to teach me the secrets?"
Li Yan nodded with a smile. , "Lin Zhiyuan, in the next game, you will get ten points and I will lose."
In the end, he gained a little more muscular endurance and explosive power, further affirmation from Coach Ding, and Lin Zhiyuan's refusal to admit defeat. Howling and howling.
At night, he uncharacteristically did not exercise, memorize words or read classics. Instead, he hid in his room and found a collection of exercises that had lost meaning to him.
He wants to plant a flower named hope for Li Xinyuan.
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(End of this chapter)