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Ma Weiwei immediately shouted excitedly, she was more curious than excited.

She is really curious about what she is suitable for.

Zhou Lin looked at her, "At present, your development is very average, and you can't see any special growth. If this continues, you will be so mediocre in your life."

"What? I turned out to be a mediocre woman? My charm is so high, how can I be a mediocre person?"

Ma Weiwei pursed her lips and said a little unhappy.

Zhou Lin looked at her with a smile, "What I'm talking about is that according to the current development trend, a person's future has many uncertainties. As long as you work hard in a certain aspect, your future will change accordingly."

Everyone nodded.

"Then what am I suitable for?"

Ma Weiwei asked impatiently.

"Do you like to draw?"

Zhou Lin didn't answer her, but asked her instead.

"I liked it when I was young, but as I grow older and come into contact with more things, I gradually lose interest."

Ma Weiwei thought for a while, followed, her eyes lit up, "You don't mean that I'm the most suitable for painting?"

Zhou Lin nodded, "You have the highest talent in painting, but your foundation is too weak. If you want to become a famous painter, you have to work harder than others."

"Do I really have a talent for painting?"

Ma Weiwei's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief.

"You forgot that when you were young, many people praised you for drawing well, but your heart was too big and you didn't persevere."

Beside, Mayor Ma said with a smile.

Ma Weiwei stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and then her eyes suddenly became firm, "I have decided, starting tomorrow, I will work hard to learn to draw."

Seeing this, Mayor Ma nodded in relief.

He didn't expect Ma Weiwei to achieve much, he just wanted her to do something, otherwise, the whole person would be useless.

"What about me? I must have a talent for drag racing, right?"

Peng Dong couldn't wait any longer, his face was full of anticipation.

Zhou Lin looked at him, "Have you ever heard a saying that the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment?"

"Forehead?"

Peng Dong was stunned, he had some bad feelings in his heart, and he looked at Zhou Lin nervously, "You are my idol, I must have a talent for drag racing."

There was some crying in his voice.

"Xiaodong, don't disturb Teacher Zhou,"

Secretary Peng quickly scolded him.

"it does not matter."

Zhou Lin smiled at Secretary Peng, and then said to Peng Dong: "Everyone has ideals, and many people are unwilling to give up for their ideals, even if their heads are broken, but there is a huge gap between ideals and reality. "

"There is nothing wrong with you liking drag racing, but you want to do it as your life's career. I can only say that you are not suitable. This sentence may be cruel, but it is true."

His words were a little heavy.

Peng Dong's face had turned pale, and he glared at Zhou Lin angrily. His words almost ruined his pursuit!

"What is not suitable? What is suitable? As long as you dare to work hard, you will be able to achieve results."

he shouted loudly.

Zhou Lin shook his head, "Without talent, ten times your efforts may not be worth half of the efforts of others. You are a martial arts prodigy, go learn Kung Fu. After a few years, you will be a master of the generation. "

Peng Dong's face was full of bewilderment, and the others were also shocked.

Martial arts prodigy?the Grand Master?

This sentence is so familiar, why is it so like a joke to deceive children?

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Peng Dong suppressed his anger and asked Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin's gaze was firm, "I have discerning eyes, and your talent and future potential are all in my eyes."

"Haha."

"Holy eye of shit, it's a pity that you don't become a magic stick. No, you are a magic stick. Such words can only deceive children, and we won't believe it."

Peng Dong burst into laughter. At this moment, his admiration for Zhou Lin disappeared without a trace.

"To shut up."

At this moment, Secretary Peng suddenly turned sullen and yelled at him with a very serious expression.

"Dad, you don't really believe this kind of bullshit, do you?"

Peng Dong looked at Secretary Peng in astonishment, and said unhappily.

Everyone else also looked at Secretary Peng, a martial arts prodigy?They were equally skeptical of Zhou Lin's words.

Secretary Peng's face was serious, and he said seriously: "I believe it."

He said for sure.

"There are rivers and lakes in this world. They call themselves cultivators, that is, legendary martial arts masters, but they rarely care about worldly affairs."

"When Xiaodong was five years old, we took him on a trip to Mount Wuyi. We met an old man. He said that Xiaodong's bones were strange and suitable for cultivation. He wanted to take Xiaodong as a disciple. We thought the old man was a lunatic. I didn't pay attention to it at all, and the old man called it a pity, a pity."

"Later, I met a real master in the army. Only then did I know that the old man was a master. He wanted to take Xiaodong as his apprentice. It was Xiaodong's chance, but unfortunately we missed it."

Secretary Peng seemed to be telling a fairy tale, which surprised everyone.

"Why haven't I heard from you guys about this?"

Peng Dong's face was full of astonishment.

"Because the more I know about practitioners, the more I feel that there is nothing to regret. On the contrary, I am a little fortunate. Most practitioners are pure-hearted, longing for martial arts, and not compatible with the world. If Xiaodong really worshiped him Wouldn't it be difficult for people to meet us as teachers?"