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　　 Lu Zhengkang is homeless. He strays into the joint. He has a home and cannot go back. He was born out of nothing, darkly Chen Cang... Faceless facing Su Xiangli's elders.

　　 The night was getting darker and deeper, he took off his short sleeves and put them on again. He is familiar with all the surveillance probes of Nanshan Dabieye. He used his mobile phone to delete the surveillance video remotely on the window sill, so he didn't have to worry about revealing his true identity. He rushed out of the green belt with his hands in his pockets and headed towards the community. Go outside slowly.

　　 At this time, the reporters from all the stations rushed to the area quickly, surrounding the gate of the community. It was ebullient and chattering. It was getting dark this day, but it was as lively as an elderly tourist group.

　　 The warm-hearted citizen Mr. Lu walked to the door naturally and was stopped by a kind-eyed female reporter.

　　 "This classmate, do you live in this community?"

　　 Lu Zhengkang was taken aback naturally, "No, I came to my friend."

　　 "I wonder if you noticed the thrilling scene in this community just now?" The reporter smiled like a flower. At this time, the other reporters also rushed over.

How about the profession of journalists is an evergreen tree, in this industry, the proportion of robot workers is very low, especially in China, robots are not allowed to have a bionic skin, so they are often not recognized as people who can talk. For this reason, the masses need "reporters with warmth and genuine compassion."

The reporters are almost all real people, but there is not much news this year. Especially in the era when the Zhimeng is completely closed, everyone can only live on their own one-third of an acre. For the sake of performance, these reporters who have no water in the soup are all reporting. Running around the motherland like crazy, even trivial things can make headlines.

　　 The enthusiastic citizen Lu Zhengkang was immediately surrounded by a bunch of benevolent journalists. They had long guns and short shots in their hands, and all kinds of radio equipment barely hit Lu Zhengkang's face. At first glance, this posture really looks like a big star's travels surrounded by paparazzi.

　　 At the same time, his pretty face also appeared on major media platforms in real time.

　　 The Su family sits in the living room and watches TV. Ms. Yang Xin looks at Lu Zhengkang on the TV. The young man laughs and the sun is bright, and the gloomy sky in the evening is almost illuminated by the big boy.

Ms. Yang Xin looked at him, she only felt familiar, although she had never seen each other before, but when Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli exchanged bodies, they often showed Yang Xin a hearty smile, from the subtle corners of the eyes and eyebrows. You can see that self-confidence and a little joke, this kind of people is still uncommon, so that it can make people remember.

　　 Yang Xin smiled and said to Su Quanting: "Look at this kid, do you want to be when you were young?"

　　 Su Quanting was in a gloomy mood, and some gods did not guard the house. He stared at his daughter, thinking of the words of exhortation, but saw Su Xiangli staring at the TV screen with a serious face.

　　 What is so beautiful?

　　Su Quanting raised his eyes and put Lu Zhengkang's nasty smiling face into his eyes.

　　 These clothes, these pants, this hairstyle, aren’t they just the trapeze?

　　Su Quanting said solemnly: "This kind of kid doesn't learn well at a young age, and plays such a dangerous behavior at a young age. Don't you know Xiaolitou from him? Do you know if you meet this kind of person in the future..."

　　 Su Xiangli: "..."

　　 At the same time, Lu Zhengkang, the first student to walk out of the community, is being interviewed.

　　 Lu Zhengkang: "I don't know what happened just now."

　　 "Then, are you a student from a nearby school?" The reporters were still kind and kind.

　　 "It can be." Lu Zhengkang is an honest young man. When he became Su Xiangli, he was indeed a student at the High School of the National Art School.

　　 The scene was quiet for a moment.

　　 "Very humorous, classmate, do you have anything to say about the danger that happened just now?"

　　 "Dangerous behavior, please do not imitate!"

　　 "Well said, has the classmate encountered such a situation before? Or, is it common in this community?"

　　 This group of reporters came late and didn't see him flying over the building, let alone recognize him.

However, this is also temporary. Lu Zhengkang does not intend to entangle with these reporters more so as not to show off his stuff. He casually dealt with it with clichés, and walked forward quietly. However, the benevolent reporters had already surrounded this place, so he moved forward, opposite. The reporter didn't move, and got him stuck.

　　 In just ten minutes, the empty sidewalk on this side of the street has been filled with suspended vehicles. Just like you never know how many people can hang outside an Indian train, Lu Zhengkang can't guess how many reporters can get off a floating car.

　　 They were jumping for joy, like a school of flying fish leaping out of the sea, and like potatoes dumped out of a container, hula glamorously.

　　 The situation at the scene was a bit too exaggerated. People entering and leaving the community were all blocked for questioning. Everyone was noisy. Lu Zhengkang rammed left and right and forced a way out among the crowds.

　　 After moving a certain distance, the group of journalists with mental problems finally stopped chasing him with a sheep's hair. Lu Zhengkang sighed and wandered out of the community. Looking up at the red sun falling to the west, the sky's sprinkling clouds have been paved golden and bright, while in the east, the twilight hugs faintly, the clouds emit a tile-blue color similar to enamel, and they are blown into short slices by the high-altitude wind. , As if embedded in the sky, flying away with Zhou Xing's wheel.

　　 "Oceanman (Oceanman) Takemebythehandleadmetothelandthatyou understand (Take my hand to the land you understand) Oceanman......"

　　 Lu Zhengkang’s cell phone rang happily~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He took a look and found that it was the phone of his mother.

　　 Classmate Xiaolu frowned, isn't it because Master Sun Hui happened to be watching TV?

　　 Sure enough, Lu Zheng Kangton was being trained on the side of the road. Comrade Mom asked him why he appeared on Nanshan Road, one hundred and eight thousand miles away from the school. He ran out in the middle of the night and had to go to class tomorrow.

　　 "Mom, it's only half past six now, not at night." Do all parents in the world exaggerate time? It's going to be updated in the middle of the night, it's too exaggerated.

　　 "It was dark that day! You have no memory of yourself, who are you with so late?"

　　 "No, I am alone." Lu Zhengkang looked around like a blind stream, but not far away, a gray-black robot flashed into the alley on the corner of the wall.

The community where Nanshan Dabieye is located is called "Fenghuating". The street next to the community is a snack street, which is a good place for entertainment and dinner. The rows of two-story bungalows are neatly planned, but it has been a few years. Although the electronic signboard is still dazzlingly bright, the exterior wall of the building is also beginning to dim, and there is another wall that is occupied by a creeper, and it looks very cold.

　　 After the robot rushed in, a thin man looked around at the laneway, Lu Zhengkang silently lowered his head.

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