Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

The next day, Lu Mingfei was still worried about the extra training session that Uncle Xia had arranged for him on the way here. When he arrived, he found that Chu Zihang was inviting guests to watch a movie, and he immediately grabbed his hand like a life-saving straw. put.

"Savior!"

Although it is not clear what happened to Lu Mingfei, it seems that it was special care from Master Xia, and the junior brother would most likely not be able to avoid it.

So Chu Zihang patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and advised him to face the difficulties bravely: "You can avoid the first grade of junior high school, but you can't avoid the fifteenth grade. It's better to have early pain than early pain."

Lu Mingfei:? ? ?

Senior brother, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Is this what you should say?

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Lu Mingfei would have doubted whether the person standing in front of him was Master Xia wearing Chu Zihang's skin.

Fortunately, before he could ask, "Senior brother, how can you imitate Uncle Xia in speaking?" Xia Di sent him to buy popcorn and drinks.

Master Xia, whose eyes were shining brightly, had long seen that Chu Zihang had something to say to him, but because Lu Mingfei was not present, he couldn't say it: "Tell me, if you have anything to do with me, it's Blind Gill..." Ahem, can’t Xia Jiba understand?”

Forcing himself to ignore Master Xia's slip of the tongue just now, Chu Zihang took out three books of "Go Back in Time and Become a Cat" and a signature pen from his backpack:

"My mother is a big fan of yours, Uncle Xia, and would like to ask you to sign your autograph."

This is actually not something worth concealing, but since Xia Di didn't take the initiative to tell Junior Brother Lu, it means that he must have some hidden agenda.

In order not to ruin the little game of "you hide it from me and guess" between them, he would wait until the two of them were alone to mention the matter.

It was only around nine o'clock in the morning, and there were very few people coming to watch the movie, but they were not afraid of being spotted wearing Xia Di's vest.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Xia Di took the three books and signed the two characters "Jiangbei" with flying phoenixes on the title page. By the way, he wrote an extra blessing in the first volume:

"Your dad is also a loyal reader of mine. Last time we met, he wanted to beat me up because I was lazy and didn't update."

"Then did he take action?" Chu Zihang wanted to know if Comrade Chu was beaten in turn.

Xia Di stretched out her index finger and thumb and made a stick-hating gesture: "He almost caught me."

"That's it, what a pity." Chu Zihang made a subtle "tsk" sound, put the signed book back into his bag, and continued to complete the task assigned by his mother:

"Uncle Xia, when will you resume updating? My mother has been waiting for the follow-up story."

Because Xia Di is too approachable, has no airs when getting along with him, and always likes to mingle with children (including in the physical sense), Chu Zihang is not as serious as he treats other people, but treats him as trustworthy and trustworthy. Dependent elders.

And influenced by his and Lu Mingfei's sunny and cheerful personalities, there are faint signs of melting on the surface of the iceberg, and we don't know what his true heart will be like.

"Well, the book has actually been written a long time ago. I just suppressed it and didn't publish it." Xia Di told a truth that made Chu Zihang a little dumbfounded.

"Not only "Go Back in Time and Become a Cat," but "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" and "Hui Ming" have also been completed, and even the full text of "The Romance of Dragon and Snake" that has not yet been serialized is saved in the computer."

When Xia Di moved here, she brought nothing but a laptop because it contained things for future meals.

Although he is not short of money, has never cared about money, and has no interest in money, he cannot resist the fact that the opportunity to make money is there. He only needs to upload the manuscripts in his computer to the Internet to get money.

There is a steady stream of small money at the flick of a finger, and anyone who doesn’t take it is a fool.

"Then why don't you publish it?" Chu Zihang remembered that it had been two and a half years since the release of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern 3". Now the tomb robbery novels on the market that follow the trend have already reached their fifth volume. "Ghost Blowing the Lantern 4" has not yet been published. There was no movement at all.

He saw that many readers on the forum had already switched sides to the enemy camp.

"I'm not short of money, I just like to see them being anxious and trying to hit me but not being able to hit me." Xia Di's lack of morality was blatant and he wanted to tell the world how shameless he was.

In fact, Xia Di's original plan was to publish the fourth volume of three books at the end of this year, but isn't this plan unable to keep up with changes? Now Xia Di is not prepared to let readers have a good year.

Chu Zihang couldn't stand his villainous face, so he changed the subject and said, "Uncle Xia, my dad will come to the gym with me this weekend. Do you want to play ball together?"

Although he promised Xia Di not to tell him that he knew Lao Chu's secret, he could ask Xia Di about Xia's sword skills and see how the man would react.

Maybe that person would think that the old Chu family had their own kung fu, and there was no need for future generations to pick up people's teeth. Maybe they secretly threw their own martial arts secrets into his schoolbag.

"Okay."

"What kind of father-son game?" Lu Mingfei walked over, holding three boxes of popcorn and three bottles of Coke, a little confused.

"Whoever loses the game calls daddy."

"Don't even think about it!" Lu Mingfei immediately stepped back two meters after hearing this. Wasn't this a clear attempt to take advantage of him?

"Haha, it will happen sooner or later."

"Sooner or later, I tell you this is absolutely impossible!"

While the fight was going on, the three of them checked in and sat in the front seat in the middle.

There were not many people in the screening hall, mostly young people. Dark science fiction movies like The Matrix are not suitable for children, so there were no little kids chattering around.

At first, Xia Di was looking forward to whether there would be some tall, strong man who would smoke and talk unruly to grab a position, or whether there would be some bear parents who would let their children make noises and not let others talk about them, so that he could make a shining debut. Justice is enforced.

However, the reality was that it was nothing. He played games all night last night and fell asleep leaning on his seat before the protagonist Neo could finish his dream.

Chu Zihang had been secretly observing the two people's reactions. When he saw Xia Di falling asleep, he thought he had chosen the wrong movie. After all, his daily life might be more exciting than the movie, so naturally he was not interested in this boring fight.

Lu Mingfei, who was sitting in the middle, noticed his gaze and also noticed that Xia Di was dozing off. She elbowed him in the ribs unceremoniously: "Uncle, wake up. Snoring is not allowed in the cinema."

Chu Zihang: (；￣△￣)

Junior brother, you are so brave.

Xia Di didn't even grunt when she was elbowed. She opened her eyes and stared at Lu Mingfei expressionlessly: "Is it fun to skin you?"

"No." Lu Ming was timid when he shouldn't be timid, and said without any ambiguity: "I was afraid that you would disturb others. You were snoring so much just now."

"Haha, but I never snore when I sleep."

"Ah, the robot army is attacking the base. Look, uncle!" The clever Xiaolu tried to divert Xia Di's attention.

However, Xia Di just snorted coldly: "I packed up their mechanical emperors and made them into repeaters. What's so interesting about a bunch of octopuses?"

Although he said this, he still had the patience to watch the entire movie with the two of them.

Book friends who have not invested can invest a little bit. A small piece of wool is also wool (*︶*). When the time comes, the wool gathered can be rewarded to refuel the artillery. Update (^ω^) Only the starting point of the wounded world has been reached.