Lu Mingfei: "!!!"
"What's wrong?" Su Xiaoqiang instantly noticed something was wrong with Lu Mingfei and asked curiously.
"The boss seems to be back..." Lu Mingfei looked left and right but found no trace of Mo Qiuran.
"Senior Mo?" Su Xiaoqiang was stunned, "What does 'seem to' mean?"
"It means he seems to have seen us both," Lu Mingfei subconsciously showed his phone to Su Xiaoqiang, but he realized the next second and quickly took it back, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
Although Lu Mingfei reacted quickly, that time was enough for Su Xiaoqiang to clearly see the news that Mo Qiu had dyed his hair... Then his little face, which was already a little red from the sun, became even redder. It was unclear whether it was because of shyness or because of anger. angry.
"She must be angry...doesn't it seem too frivolous?" Lu Mingfei thought to himself.
"Why are you sending this message? They might not have made any move now!" Tang Zi pushed Mo Qiuran.
"Hey, this is your lack of knowledge. If it were someone else, nothing might happen, but this is my little brother. In addition to being a coward, Lu Mingfei sometimes also He has a 'brain cramp'-like habit, so if I say this, he might just go straight to it whenever there is a chance in the future, do you understand?"
"The premise is to experience the current embarrassing scene of social death?" Tang Zi asked.
"Death in society is something that people must experience in their lives. If something is missing, it won't be perfect, so I am helping him... just a little more often." Mo Qiuran spoke plausibly.
"If your little brother hears what you said, he will definitely be moved to tears with gratitude and then find a month of dark and windy weather to kill you, right?" Tang Zi said.
"It's not impossible...so do you want me to strike first?!" Mo Qiuran thought for a moment and then his eyes lit up.
"Being your little brother is such a rare blessing!" Tang Zi sighed.
"That's...no, are you playing with homophones?" Mo Qiuran realized later.
"Ahem... Okay, let's stop talking and go directly to say hello." Tang Zi coughed twice and started the car.
The arriving vehicle finally broke the somewhat awkward atmosphere lingering between Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang. The window was rolled down, and the co-pilot Mo Qiuran smiled and waved his hands towards Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang, "Hold on." The road is more suitable at night, but it's not suitable for doing anything in broad daylight, right?"
"Boss, are you back?" Lu Mingfei pretended to be stupid and greeted Mo Qiuran with a blank smile.
"Hello, senior!" Su Xiaoqiang also greeted.
After that, there were some regular polite words, but they were just a few words. After all, chatting under the sun was not something people did, and there was no room for them in the car, so they agreed to wait until Lu Mingfei and the others were on vacation before they could get together again. Send Chu Zihang back separately.
After picking up their luggage, Chu Zihang, Mo Qiuran and the others nodded. The date for going to the bj has been set, it's tomorrow, but they must go home when they come back.
He pressed his fingerprint, opened the front door, dragged his suitcase along the path to the door of the villa, pressed his fingerprint again, and with a beep, the door opened silently.
Then he froze.
The villa was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and there were four women wearing nightgowns or home clothes, either holding signs written on them or holding glow sticks, making it look like a welcome scene.
"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome! Zihang is back~" the aunties cheered in unison.
In terms of age, she is an auntie, but you can’t really tell from the appearance. As long as you take good care of yourself, even if you are about forty years old, you will look like you are in your early twenties. One of them is Chu Zihang’s mother, and the other one is Chu Zihang’s mother. Three of them are his mother’s best friends…
"Oh, Zihang is so handsome, come and let Auntie give him a hug!" Aunt Shanshan said, opening her arms.
"Fuck you!" Another aunt kicked her on the waist, and the two of them started to struggle with each other. Because of their clothes, they could not be said to be in a state of beauty, but they were pretty happy, both in terms of their age and physical condition. Zihang can basically be regarded as a "male", but the aunts have no intention of avoiding him.
After all, Chu Zihang was the one they watched grow up... The first child born to Chu Zihang's mother in the sister group should have become a toy that fell from the sky. Chu Zihang remembered that his childhood was extremely miserable. I vaguely remember being surrounded by flaming red lips and slender hands when I was two or three years old, and being robbed here and there...
Chu Zihang closed the door with his backhand and greeted the aunts politely.
"Zihang is so polite!" The aunts looked at each other with stars. If someone else had called them aunt, they would probably be furious, but who made Chu Zihang so good and handsome? It was their looks. What about the big one?
"I originally planned to pick you up, but since you said no, I didn't go. But my mother asked the aunts to prepare a welcome ceremony. How do you like it?" Mom said proudly.
"Yeah." Chu Zihang nodded silently. From the sign and the scrawled writing on the board, as well as the half-opened beer cans, you can tell what the truth is... They should have opened a small shop yesterday. party.
However, Chu Zihang had no intention of exposing it. He had no intention of asking his mother to pick him up, and he only made the call when he was about to get home.
"Don't drink too much, it will give you a headache." Chu Zihang warned and then went to the floor-to-ceiling window to close the curtains, "You may be seen facing the outside, so be careful."
The aunts tidied up their clothes and sat down obediently to show that they recognized their mistakes and corrected them.
"Okay, okay, dear son, you go and put things away first. We have prepared something delicious...a dish I made myself!" Mom said proudly.
Chu Zihang couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard this, not moved but worried. He immediately rushed to the kitchen and used his mother's technique of making bagged popcorn. He only had to put it in the microwave and press a few buttons to almost blow up the kitchen... He couldn't help but not panic!
"Don't be so anxious, put things away first!" Mom followed behind, full of pride. In her mind, Chu Zihang was probably looking forward to it too much.
Anyway, she has always had such a simple and honest character...which is equivalent to being heartless.
After Chu Zihang came to the kitchen, he inhaled slightly for the first time. Fortunately, there was no strange smell. After checking the switch again, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was strange that there was no trace of an explosion?
Soon he noticed the unusually delicately arranged pastries, and looked into the trash can. Sure enough, after seeing the outer packaging, Chu Zihang understood that the so-called dish was probably heated... It seems that mom I am already very self-aware of my own cooking skills.
"Come and try it!" Mom followed in and picked up the pastries and said expectantly, "I finally know how to use a microwave!"
"It's delicious." After taking it, Chu Zihang stuffed it into his mouth and ate it carefully. He didn't deliberately pretend to be anything, and his tone was still calm, but this was quite normal, after all, he had always been like this.
Gu Zhi: "Hey hey hey!" Mom laughed happily, feeling full of accomplishment again, waving her hands, "Go to the room to put things away, and take a shower and change clothes by the way!"
So Chu Zihang returned to his room and closed the door. Although he had been gone for a month, he still looked the same as when he left. After putting the suitcase, he immediately opened the closet and found a black elongated model lying in the corner. Tennis bag.
Chu Zihang took out the tennis bag and opened the zipper. The handle of the knife wrapped in black mackerel skin was pressed tightly against the racket. He held the handle of the knife and unsheathed the long knife. Iron-blue light splashed out, and the cold breath flowed smoothly. The wrists are bent upward.
Murasame, the Godly Sword, is said to be a demonic sword that will automatically exude spring rain and wash away the blood after killing someone. It has some patterns engraved on it. Now Chu Zihang finally understands that these are not decorative patterns but dragon inscriptions... This is a sword. Alchemy Knife.
But he still hasn't found any traces of that man.
Chu Zihang lowered his eyes slightly, put the long knife into its sheath, zipped it up again and put it away.
Soon.
…
"Come on, eat this!"
"More of this."
“This is delicious too!”
At a loss, Eriyi watched the food in her bowl gradually pile up into a small mountain, but she had no choice but to keep nodding. She didn't speak because she didn't want to say it but because she couldn't... Because Tang Zi was too enthusiastic, she had no choice but to say nothing. He stopped stuffing it into his mouth, and then couldn't swallow it for a while, so he piled it up like a little squirrel.
Tang Zi's eyes lit up.
Good looks mean you can do whatever you want!
"What about me?!" Mo Qiuran looked at Tang Zi with resentment and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Pinch it yourself." Tang Zi looked at Mo Qiuran with a matter-of-fact expression.
Mo Qiuran fell into despair. What was going on? What about the fantasy scene of a man loving his concubine after returning? Why is this the case now!
…
Portofino, Italy.
Amidst the falling leaves, the silver Rolls-Royce car circled up, followed the road and came to a stop at the white building next to the cliff.
This is a single-family building with hard marble outside and only small and narrow windows. At first glance, it looks like a fortress. The dedicated parking lot is almost full. Lamborghini, old Jaguar, AMG modified Mercedes-Benz, and a lot of An orange mountain bike also occupied a parking space.
The driver bent over and opened the door. The golden high heels landed lightly on the ground and stepped on a fallen leaf. Her slender legs were breathtakingly beautiful. She was a young girl in her twenties but with eyes in her thirties, cold and cold. Her face exuded a queen-like demeanor.
"Hey, Lisa, my child came just on time." The old man opened his arms and strode out to welcome her, "You seem to have grown up a little bit more."
"Thank you, Angers." The girl hugged him, "We haven't seen each other for six years, but you still look the same."
"For an old man who is dying, time will always take pity on him a little." Angers stretched out his arms in a gentlemanly manner, "This is really good news. I thought that things during this period would make me worry and grow old."
"I heard, you really recruited a good student this time." Lisa took his arm and they went upstairs together, "Not many people can single-handedly make the school board need to hold a meeting... Has it happened before?"
"Maybe it's the first time," Angers smiled and nodded, as if sighing, "you are always frivolous when you are young."
As the two entered the building, the door of the building slowly closed from the inside out. After four ancient heavy locks were locked at the same time, the building was completely sealed.
…
"Everyone is here, then I declare that this emergency school board meeting has officially begun." Angers sat at the end of the long table and shook the brass bell in front of him.
There is a brass bell like this in front of every school director. Shake it before speaking, just like shaking it before drinking... Ahem, in short, it is probably to prevent interruptions. occur.
There were a total of six school directors attending the meeting. On either side of Ange were two old men who were too old to be true. They were both wearing crisp black suits. One had a crimson handkerchief in his pocket and was leaning on a cane. The other was holding red sandalwood beads. He was mumbling something, and there was a man in his thirties, wearing a sportswear and a bicycle helmet on his head. Next to Lisa was a little girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and behind her was a man with his head held high. White glove butler.
"Logically speaking, I don't think this situation warrants an emergency meeting, but Frost Gattuso, my old friend, and several of the people here insisted, so we held it... So, do you want to start? said Angers, ringing the bell.
"This is related to the existence of the dragon clan being leaked in front of the world! It is a first-class important matter! It is not as light as you said at all, Ange!" Frost Gattuso shook the brass bell in front of him and retorted, The atmosphere was tense and confrontational as soon as it started.
"Really? I think my students only did this to complete the task and protect themselves." Angers rang the bell and said.
"Such a controversy is meaningless. Where is the student's information? Principal Angers must have brought it with him, right?" Frost Gattuso said.
"Of course I brought it. Although you all know it, it does not prevent you from asking me again..." Angers distributed the pieces of paper in front of him to several people.
"That's it?" Frost asked, ringing the bell while looking at the few pieces of information that could be read at a glance.
"The summary of the report from Norma, if you need information about how many awards he has won, I don't mind listing that information... but then the number of pages may have to be doubled," Angers said. .
"What's your attitude, Angers!" said Frost, frowning.
"My attitude has been very correct, my friend. In fact, I don't understand why I have to hold a targeted meeting because my students have completed their tasks well?" Angers asked, spreading his hands.
"When you say outstanding, you mean freezing the entire Mount Fuji in one second in front of the whole world?" Frost sneered, took out a stack of documents, and began to distribute them. The thickness was impressive.
It can be said that he came prepared today in the true sense!
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