What Are They Doing 2022 Chapter 25


The people in town were playing basketball. A few snot-nosed brats were playing well, and some of them were wearing jerseys with NBA stars’ numbers on them.

Liu Sang didn’t know their names. His health wasn’t all that great, and he was never into such games.

His master, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked him, “What do you need to play basketball?”

“It’s all about height,” Liu Sang said. He still hadn’t hit his growth spurt, so he didn’t know how tall he would be in the future.

“What about people who aren’t tall?”

“They need to be able to jump high?”

There was a guy on the court who wasn’t very tall but jumped very high with every shot he took.

And every time, the ball made a beautiful arc in the air.

There were girls watching on the sidelines; people who could break through their own limits were far more attractive than someone with a talent advantage of more than two meters.

But in fact, jumping high was also a kind of talent.

“So you’re saying you can hear far because your ears are good?”

“Isn’t that it?” Liu Sang raised his head and asked his master.

“No, playing basketball ultimately depends on your brain. Your height and jumping height are just tickets.” His master looked at an old man on the court—he was too old to play forward or center, but he was still playing as the point guard, passing the ball to the kids on his team. “The same goes for ears.”

Liu Sang didn’t understand.

“If your ears are good,” his master continued, “then training them is only a ticket. Hearing so many noises is useless. The only way to make this ability meaningful is if you can use it, but that depends on your brain. In the future, you can use it to make money. You have to understand that it doesn’t matter how much you hear, but whether you understand what you hear.”

Liu Sang didn’t understand it at that time, and the brutal training that followed didn’t help him to understand it either.

How he finally understood that truth was something he couldn’t even remember.


Wang Meng continued to shout loudly as his father—who was still encased in that brick wall—woke up and looked at him in confusion.

At this time, the ground where the brick wall was located suddenly began to turn, and soon, Wang Meng could only see his father’s back.

He found that his father was naked and his body was covered in tubes.

Beneath his father’s body was a pool of urine and feces.

Wang Meng immediately became furious and started banging his head against the gate, “You fucking bastard!!”

Soon, the wall rotated back around and stopped.

Wang Meng realized that those tubes were giving his father an IV drip containing nutrients and anesthetic. When his father woke up, the anesthetic in the tubes must have stopped.

He waited, not knowing what would happen next.

But nothing happened.

Five minutes later, the brick wall began to turn again as if it was on a timer.

It almost seemed like some kind of show display.

Wang Meng trembled all over. Compared with the pain, trampling on one’s dignity like this was totally incomprehensible.

Another five minutes passed, and the wall turned again.

This time, Wang Meng saw the other party’s intention.

The brick wall had been built with mortise and tenon joints, which meant that as long as a brick was pulled out, the whole wall would collapse into pieces.

The key brick was close to his father’s hand, and had been marked by the other party with a playing card.

The other party wanted him to see this.

“Dad, can you hear me?” Wang Meng shouted. At this time, he suddenly thought of his boss.

What would boss do at a time like this? Emotions are useless in this situation. I have to calm down.

His father didn’t respond. In fact, after getting out of prison, his father didn’t respond to most things. It had probably been too long since anyone had called him dad.

His father didn’t recognize him.

“Dad, I’m Meng Meng! I’m Meng Meng!” Wang Meng shouted.

Hearing the words “Meng Meng”, his father suddenly reacted and looked up at Wang Meng.

Wang Meng continued shouting at him, “Move your left hand around and see if you can feel a brick with a playing card on it.”

His father immediately showed a frightened expression and shook his head, “I can’t play cards. I can’t play cards anymore.”

Wang Meng looked at his father, feeling both frightened and stunned.

When he was a child, he felt sick whenever he heard the words “playing cards” because they reminded him of creditors. Those two words meant that no matter how hard his mother tried, it was all in vain.

She worked three jobs and tired herself out until she got hepatitis, but it was all pointless in the end.

Because of playing cards.

Wang Meng stood there stunned for a moment before saying, “I’m not asking you to play cards. There’s a brick under the card. You just need to touch it, pull it out, and then you can move.”

His father immediately shook his head again, “I can’t play cards, I can’t play cards. I won’t draw a card, I won’t draw a card!”

The brick wall continued to turn, and Wang Meng realized that this plan wouldn’t work. After thinking about it for a moment, he decided to lie to him, “It’s not a card. If you touch it, you’ll find that it’s a piece of paper. If you touch that piece of paper that’s stuck to the brick, you can pull the brick out.”

Seeing that his father didn’t respond, Wang Meng shouted, “Did you hear me?!”

His father was startled by the sudden shout and began to cry.

Wang Meng saw his father’s crying face and felt extremely disgusted.

His mother was a strong woman. If not for his father who always cried and apologized and begged for money, his mother would have been able to leave that hell. 

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One thought on “What Are They Doing 2022 Chapter 25

  1. I know Wang Meng’s dad was a bad husband and father, but right now he’s just a poor old man. Their situation is so painful

    Is Liu Sang’s master Tu Dian?

    Thank you for the chapter, i wasn’t expecting it so soon 😁


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