Chapter Thirty-Six: The Otaku Goddess Comes for Advice

After a while, Wang Shishi finally mustered up her courage, and then asked tentatively in a weak mosquito voice: "Shen Dapeng, how did you learn? You suddenly became so powerful, can you teach me?"

Wang Shishi's voice is very sweet, there must be at least four plus signs, Shen Dapeng's bones are a little crisp, but he has to pretend to be serious, and respond softly: "You are ranked forty-one, I am ranked forty-eight, you Studying is better than me, but you still have to ask me how to study?"

"You didn't study well before because you didn't work hard. Now that you work hard, everyone can see it."

Wang Shishi's big eyes rolled around, watching Shen Dapeng staring at her without squinting, but she didn't dare to look directly at him, she kept blushing, and continued, "Actually, I just want to ask you, how could there be such a thing?" With a good mental quality, dare to challenge the teacher, and still talk in front of so many classmates?"

Shen Dapeng was a little puzzled, did Wang Shishi have the so-called 'catatonia'?

"Actually, I have learned everything the teacher said, but whenever I take the exam, I am nervous and forget most of it. Like yesterday when I was answering the questions, I was so nervous that I couldn't speak in front of so many students. "

As she spoke, Wang Shishi lowered her head deeply, as if she was a little depressed.

"Well……"

Shen Dapeng was speechless for a moment. Is this still the otaku goddess and cute girl who made everyone laugh with witty remarks in variety shows? After thinking about it, I can only suggest, "Aren't you a good singer? Why don't you try..."

"How do you know I sing well?"

Wang Shishi interrupted Shen Dapeng with a dazed expression.

"Didn't you sing at the party before?"

Shen Dapeng said something nonsense.

"I haven't sung."

Wang Shishi was even more puzzled, she really sang very well, but she sang secretly by herself, how could Shen Dapeng know about her singing?

Could it be... Thinking of this, his face suddenly flushed red like a red apple.

Shen Dapeng didn't know what Wang Shishi was thinking about there, "You are like this, try going to the park to sing, find a place with a lot of people, the more people the better, sing a few times, and you will overcome it."

"Oh! I'll try!"

Wang Shishi nodded half-understanding, and hurried back to her seat shyly.

As soon as Wang Shishi walked away, Li Zeyu stabbed him in the back with his hand, "Brother Peng, what are you talking to her about, she's a good girl like a bully, it's no fun at all."

Shen Dapeng shook his head, took a look at Li Zeyu and didn't reply. When you were reunited with classmates in your previous life, you still looked for autographs everywhere, but at that time, he was already a goddess of geeks, so why would he attend any reunions.

A class was boring and passed through, and finally made it to noon after school. After thinking about it, Shen Dapeng decided to call my aunt, even if she couldn't do anything for the time being, she could comfort her.

"Hello……"

Shen Dapeng held up the phone in the IC phone booth, was silent for a moment, took a deep breath before speaking, "Auntie, are you okay?"

"Dapeng? What nonsense are you kidding? What can my aunt do?"

Liu Fengxia said it very easily, but the helplessness and loneliness in her words were unreservedly revealed.

"Are you all right, little uncle?"

Shen Dapeng felt ashamed in his heart, so he naturally said less.

"He's a technician, what can he do? It's easy to find a woman like me in a factory, but there's a shortage of technicians. That old guy is not stupid, so why would he make things difficult for your little uncle."

Liu Fengxia unconsciously referred to Zhao Jinping as an 'old man' again, which shows that the resentment in her heart will not be appeased for a while.

"Oh, all right……"

Shen Dapeng nodded, and fell into silence again. My aunt didn't know that it was because of the butterfly effect that she lost her job, but he knew it very well.

Unspeakable guilt is buried in the bottom of my heart, no matter how wealthy a person is, he can't pretend that nothing happened.

"Dapeng, are you out of school at noon? Auntie is fine staying at home, how about treating you to dinner?"

Without waiting for Shen Dapeng to agree, Liu Fengxia asked him on her own: "Do you want stir-fried vegetables or hot pot?"

"I... my aunt treats me to dinner, and everything is delicious."

Shen Dapeng really couldn't bear to refuse. After all, everyone in the family had jobs and no one was with my aunt. In order to prevent my aunt from thinking wildly by herself, she quickly agreed.

"Well, there is a restaurant next to your school. It's called a villager's house. The food is delicious. Just wait, I'll be right there."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Qingshu County is not big at all, and the newly bought house of my aunt's house is not far from the school, only ten minutes away, and the restaurant in the village is between the school and my aunt's house. Sitting in a small box in a restaurant in the countryside.

"Some people spend money on food and drink, some people spend money on ordering songs, some people spend money on beauty treatments, some people spend money on massages, and today I pay you for dinner, why aren't you happy?"

Liu Fengxia picked up Xiaodie's spicy shredded pork and handed it to Shen Dapeng. Seeing her nephew's sullen look, she began to joke.

"Huh? Hehe!"

Hearing this, Shen Dapeng couldn't help but burst out laughing, isn't this the Spring Festival Gala essay by Uncle Benshan and Aunt Dandan? Auntie remembers so clearly?

However, in 2001, especially in the county, people's entertainment methods were relatively scarce, and a sketch of the Spring Festival Gala could be played in the streets and alleys for a whole year.

"Auntie, don't force yourself to smile there, I know you feel bad about losing your job..."

Shen Dapeng ate the dishes in a dull manner, occasionally glanced at Liu Fengxia, and found that the circles of his aunt's eyes were still a little red and swollen, which was obviously the mark left after crying for a long time.

"Hey, it's just a job. If you don't have it, you can find it. If you can't, you can find a private company. It's all jobs anyway, and it's different wherever you are."

What Liu Fengxia said was nothing more than self-consolation.

She is just an ordinary woman, who wants skills but no skills, and eloquence but no eloquence. Who would want to hire such a person in a private enterprise? At best, she can find a part-time job in a store, or work as a waiter in a restaurant. Compared with the former employees of state-owned enterprises, she has won countless people's eyes.

Shen Dapeng knew that my aunt was a strong woman, and didn't know how to comfort her. After thinking for a while, she said, "Auntie, don't get angry. If you really can't find a good job, just start a business. Like my uncle, you can work for yourself. How nice it is to be your own boss without having to look at other people's faces."

"Business? You said lightly, where did you get the capital? Besides, your little uncle and I are not married yet, and the loan for the wedding house we just bought has not been paid off."

What Liu Fengxia said is also the real situation. She and Wang Zhiwei both work in state-owned enterprises. Although the iron rice bowl looks glorious on the surface, they are all earning dead wages. They have saved for several years and only saved half of the house. .