Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 305 Adam's Essay

Chapter 305 Adam's Essay

Nancy ran to knock on her little brother's door.

"Who is it?"

A weak voice came from inside, and then Adam came to open the door with a sad face.

Before he could speak when he saw his sister, Nancy asked, "Brother, did you post the essay online?"

She looked at him curiously with her bright and clear eyes.

Adam was speechless.

Why did his sister know about this?

Of course, Martin also knew about this. After all, he was in the entertainment industry, so he cared a lot about online trends and things like that. Therefore, he saw such an odd essay.

He didn't care about that, but he accidentally saw the comments below.

Some students really recorded it and posted it.

He hesitated with a gloomy face before clicking on the recording, and then...

He didn't want this brother anymore.

He held his forehead with one hand and touched his hair apprehensively. Luckily, he didn't choose to become a teacher in the first place. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to keep this beautiful hair.

Martin smiled gloomily and secretly forwarded the tweets that Adam posted to his eldest uncle and the others.

The rest of the Brook family who saw the message were speechless.

They lost their faces on the internet!

Luckily, people didn't know that Adam was the youngest son of the Brook family, but some people in their circle knew.

James and others wanted to beat Adam up!

Adam, who was completely famous, was bothered at school for a long time because people kept coming into his class to peek at him during that period.

At first, Adam thought that it was because the charm of his personality was out of control.

But when he heard...

"Is he Adam? Such a handsome boy doesn't look like a d*mbass, does he?"

"He looks like a young lord from a wealthy family. It turns out there is d*mbass in the wealthy family."

"His essay was really hilarious. After I showed it to my mum, my mum, who always criticises me for my bad essay, actually complimented me. She even said that I already did a good job of writing."

"So did my parents. They always judged that I was wrong about the grammar of my essay and that I couldn't use idioms and allusions before. However, after reading that essay, they actually said they were wrong about me. They said it was good that I couldn't use idioms."

Adam, who heard these words, was speechless.

He thought, 'Can you guys walk away to discuss this? I can hear you!'

But the teacher was relieved that after the essay drama, Adam had been well-behaved for a long time.

Another month had gone by. During the short holiday on Memorial Day, Nancy went to see Sean.

After the psychiatrist's treatment, he was now basically cured. He sorted out some notes on hacking and various code and computer technology that Symon had left and sent them to the Brook family.

"These are the things that Symon told me to give to Adam when he was alive."

Adam looked shocked, "Give them to me?!"

Although he really liked these...

"Aren't you learning these?"

Sean smiled, different from his previous gloomy and decadent appearance as if he would commit suicide at any moment. He looked much more cheerful now.

"I am not gifted with this."

There was loss and relief in his eyes. He smiled and explained, "The reason why I was learning all this before was all because of Brother Symon. I was studying him, not these. It would be a waste for me to have these things."

He said, "Brother Symon told me a long time ago that I wasn't suitable for these. He said I was more of a scholar, so now I want to study what interests me. Then I will become a teacher to educate people in the mountains."

Brother Simon saved him and he wanted to use his life to educate more people.

"Thanks."

Adam scratched his head and expressed his gratitude.

Nancy asked him, "Brother Sean, do you have enough money for college?"

Sean nodded and said, "Well, it's enough. Brother Symon left a lot of money for me."

However, what he didn't say was that Symon left a lot of money, and he only kept the money for tuition fees. He donated the rest of the money to the foundation that the Brook family set up for Nancy. As for the rest of the expenses during school, he wanted to earn it by himself.

"Nancy, these are given to you by Brother Symon. I forgot about it when I haven't managed to get over it before."

He placed a paper box in front of Nancy and then left with a relaxed expression.

"I'm gonna leave the city, bye."

Nancy felt a little weepy. She waved her hand and shouted, "Brother Sean, you must remember to visit me."

Sean said, "Okay."

But after this, he didn't know if he would come back.

There were many books and various notes about computer language and technology that Symon had read during his lifetime, and now it was all Adam's.

"I'll burn incense for Brother Symon tomorrow to thank him!"

Nancy nodded, "Yes, I hope brother Jinx will be reincarnated as soon as possible. He's the one who's going to be the wolf king."

The box was opened and there were two paintings inside.

It was she and her second cousin who drew the aurora borealis after they saw it. Now they were back in her possession.

In addition to this, there was a scarf and two small boxes.

The scarf was a gift from Nancy. She opened the small box and there were several candies lying peacefully inside. They were all gifts from her to Symon.

As Nancy looked at them, she couldn't help but cry, and her tears fell onto her hands.

Although it had been a while since brother Jinx died, she could not help but cry when she saw these things that he had kept so well.

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"Nancy."

The family looked at her in worry.

The little girl's eyes were watery and red, but she smiled as she took the things.

"Brother Jinx will be fine from now on."

The last box contained something like a flash drive. At night, Nancy lay in bed and asked Siri.

"Siri, is this something I should plug into my computer? But it doesn't look like that."

"Siri," Nancy suddenly sat up, "copy."

Her voice was loud and clear, and her eyes lit up with it.