I still remember that talented female bag designer-Kong Xueer.
Her boyfriend Li Mingkai.
The last time we met was in London, the capital of Amu. The first time we met, Li Mingkai attacked Zhang Jing's nightclub scandal.
Zhang Jing attacked the other party for restricting his ex-girlfriend's freedom.
Almost got into a fight.
"Are you passing by?" Kong Xueer asked while chatting.
"I have an adopted daughter," Zhang Jing pointed to the school gate not far away on the narrow sidewalk, "she attends elementary school here."
"I'm also here to pick up my adopted daughter from school," said Kong Xueer, wearing a beige floral three-quarter skirt and transparent high-heeled sandals. "The daughter of Li Mingkai and his ex-girlfriend is ten years old this year."
"What a coincidence, my daughter is also ten years old," Zhang Jing said with a perfect smile on his face, "Class 2, Grade 3."
"Well," Kong Xueer was slightly surprised, "we will most likely meet again tomorrow."
"Why?" Zhang Jing didn't understand.
"Class 2 of Grade 3 will visit the Silvermine Bay Museum tomorrow."
"Okay," Zhang Jing confessed, "My girlfriend usually takes care of my daughter more."
The fair-skinned and beautiful Kong Xueer chuckled, "Just like Li Mingkai."
After a while, the school bell rang, and Zhang Jing and Kong Xueer came to the school gate together.
Kong Xueer was the first to receive her adopted daughter and left first.
Zhang Jingwan waited ten minutes for Zhang Anu, with the teacher beside her?
Anu lowered his head, as if he had made a mistake?
"Anu, your mother doesn't seem to be here?" A woman wearing white sneakers, a gray skirt, a chiffon top, and long black hair shawl came to pick up the parent and asked.
Anu then raised his head and saw his father four meters away.
"My father is here," Anu raised his hand and pointed at his adoptive father, "the most handsome one."
There was a problem with the description, but the female teacher recognized who Anu was talking about at a glance, even though it was the first time they met.
Zhang Jing stepped forward, reached out and took Anu, who was wearing school uniform, into his arms, "Hello teacher, I am Anu's father."
"Hello, Dad Anu," the female teacher introduced herself, "My surname is Du, Dumanman, and I am the head teacher of Class 3 (2)."
"Hello."
"It's like this," Dumanman stated, "Anu scored 63 in the math test this morning."
Zhang Jing's heart was racing, "The total score is 60, my daughter performed exceptionally well?"
Dumanman was slightly startled, then realized it was humorous and introduced seriously, "The total score is 100."
"Ahem," Zhang Jingqing coughed, "It's great to pass the exam. Thank you, Teacher Du, for your careful training."
"70 points pass."
"Okay," Zhang Jing didn't make excuses for Anucha, "My daughter is a bad student, but I still believe she can have a bright future;
There are three reasons. First, my daughter is very mentally strong. She doesn’t study well, but she can still eat, drink, play and sleep;
This is great. In the future, as you enter society, strong psychology and high emotional intelligence will be one of the important factors for success;
Secondly, Anu can score 63 points in the exam. Such a big improvement shows that she may become an excellent person in the future. "
In the end, Anu was holding the class back, and I, as the father, was mainly responsible. In the days to come, I will spend more time with him;
I hope that she will become a pillar of Hong Kong in the future. I would like to thank Teacher Du and the classmates for their tolerance and understanding of my daughter. "
Looking at Zhang Jing, Dumanman opened his mouth to say something, but when his words came to his mouth, he said, "Anu's basics are not good, I will take the time to give her private lessons."
"Thank you, Teacher Du."
On the way out of school, Anu spoke first, "Dad, when you were a child, did your father ever beat you?"
"Been beaten."
"So, when he was a child, did his father beat him?"
"Of course," Zhang Jing said firmly, "of course his father beat him."
Anu, carrying his schoolbag, lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "If I am willing to cooperate and study hard, we can
Can this vicious cycle of violence be stopped? "
Zhang Jing: "..."
Take a boat to the residential area on the west bank of Silver Mine Bay and disembark at three o'clock in the afternoon.
According to the tasks given by Liang Jieyang, the father and daughter cannot go home yet.
There is an equestrian club about 400 meters away. Anu wants to learn equestrian, Olympic competition content, jumping, dressage, endurance competition and so on.
To the place, the thoroughbred horse belonging to Anu, imported from Amu, is ready.
Coaches, veterinarians, nutritionists are all there.
This is an equestrian club acquired by Liang Jieyang, which basically only serves Anu.
After putting on the riding clothes, Anu changed drastically, probably because he is from Ulaanbaatar (referring to Outer Mongolia) and his equestrian skills are very good.
In the dust, there is all confidence.
This makes Zhang Jing firmly believe that Anu will be a pillar of the country when he grows up.
It was ten o'clock that evening.
After Anu fell asleep, Zhang Jing was making a human with Liang Jieyang, and Xu Zehong called.
After answering and hanging up the phone, he continued what he was doing until his whole body felt lighter. Zhang Jing then put on his clothes and left home, and saw Xu Zehong at the entrance of the museum.
and four of his bodyguards.
"What can't be discussed on the phone?" Zhang Jing stood in front of Xu Zehong and asked in the dark night.
Xu Zehong signaled the bodyguard to stay, pulled Zhang Jing to the other side of the road, stood on the beach and whispered, "The paper inside the Bodhisattva's body has been analyzed. It comes from fried chicken (Jipanji, Xiaori), and the paper was made about 70 years ago. .”
Zhang Jing looked at Xu Zehong with a puzzled expression.
"During the Anti-Japanese War, Fried Chicken stole a lot of antiques and gold from District D, and there were scrolls of paper in Bodhisattva's body," Xu Zehong said excitedly, "It might be a treasure map."
Zhang Jing asked, "Is it possible that it was a battle map from that time?"
"It's possible, the treasure map is more likely to be found."
"You want to open it?"
Xu Zehong nodded heavily.
"Then open it," Zhang Jing agreed, "and try to minimize the damage."
Just like performing an operation on someone, opening an early Ming Dynasty woodcut and painted Buddha statue requires a lot of preliminary preparations to achieve the goal of protecting cultural relics.
The next day was the day when Anu, a girl's school, and Class 2, Grade 3, visited the museum.
Liang Jieyang was busy with work, and Zhang Jingxian took his adopted daughter to have breakfast and delivered her to the entrance of the museum on time at nine o'clock.
Half of the students came by school bus, and half of the students were delivered by their parents in person.
Zhang Jing met Teacher Dumanman and female bag designer Kong Xueer again.
Surprisingly, one of the parents is a famous male star in the Mainland.
There was no pretentiousness. 25 primary school students went through the security check first, followed by parents and tourists.
The wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. At the entrance of the museum, Zhang Jing keenly noticed that there were two fried chicken men among the tourists who did not look like good people.
The two fried chicken men also saw Zhang Jing, but their expressions were indifferent, like ordinary tourists.
After they passed by, went through the security check, and entered the museum, Zhang Jing sent a message to the beautiful big rooster, asking him to investigate today's visitors.
The results came soon. Zhang Jing's judgment was correct. There were indeed two fried chicken men among the tourists, both of whom were junior students in the History Department of the University of Tokyo.
These two people made a lot of anti-D-Zone remarks online.
One of them believes that the population in Area D is too large and consumes too many resources on the earth, so it should be reduced by half.
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