I Was Supposed To Slay the Dragon and Started To Cultivate Immortals Unexpectedly

　　 In a black BMW 530i, staring at the phrase "Are you there?" on the screen of the phone, Su Xiaoyan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, fell into deep thought.

　　 It has been an hour and a half, and there has been no reply for an entire hour and a half.

　　What is he doing?

　　 Su Xiaoxiao wanted to make a phone call, but she didn't think it was appropriate. Besides, she didn't seem to have any reason to call.

　　 "Xiaoming, what have you been staring at the screen to see? Aren't you chatting with your little boyfriend again?"

　　 In the back seat of the car, Margarita asked her daughter.

"no!"

　　 Su Xiaoyao turned off the screen and denied it.

"Daughter, you used to let me sit in the co-pilot before, and you and Mom sat in the back seat together," Su Tiancheng said helplessly, "You squeezed me out of the co-pilot today, who doesn’t know you don’t want to Something for us to see."

　　 "I just want to change my taste and look at the scenery in the passenger seat!"

　　 Su Xiaoyao defended.

"You've walked the road to your grandma's house many times. I don't know how many times are there to see?" Su Tiancheng didn't believe a word, and said bitterly, "I'm not against your relationship with boys. I just want to meet you." That boy named Lu Mingfei is nothing more than that. Doesn't this work?"

"As long as that boy is good enough, we will never stop you," Margarita "encouraged", "daughter, you have to have confidence in your gaze, do you still worry that the boy you choose is not suitable for us? Requirements?"

　　 "Who knows what your requirements are..." Su Xiaoyan muttered in his heart, and then said, "I said I didn't like anyone, it's because you think too much."

　　 "Daughter, you have to have confidence in your own vision, and if this boy can be recognized by me and your mother, we can take him to meet your grandma, maybe she will be very happy too."

　　 Su Tiancheng bitterly persuaded.

"Happy? Don't make grandma's body worse at that time," Su Xiaoyao retorted, "Grandma's health is getting worse and worse now. Then tell her that her baby granddaughter had a boyfriend in the first year of high school. What should I do to make her angry?"

"Your grandma is not that staid. Your father and I were in love when I was in my first year of high school. Your grandparents told me that as long as my grades don't regress, they don't care." Su Tiancheng said, "What age will I be? What age are you now? They didn't care about me in those days, and now your grandma doesn't care about you."

"As long as that boy is good enough," Margarita added, and then her carefully modified dark brown eyebrows were raised, and she reached out and pinched Su Tiancheng's waist soft flesh, "All said don't tell me before you. Girlfriend!"

　　 "Hs... there are so many, there are only two...hs! It hurts, it hurts! Wife forgive me!"

　　 Ignoring the parents who flirted and cursed like a young couple behind him, Su Xiaoyao turned on the phone screen, looked at the three words "Lu Mingfei" displayed on the top, hesitated for a while, and sent a message.

　　 "Today I am going to see my grandma with my parents, and I won't go to Wangyouju at night."

　　...

　　 Outside Chu Zihang’s villa, Lu Mingfei carried his schoolbag, and gave Chu Zihang a stack of books and notebooks that were neatly arranged and brand-new as if they were never used.

　　 "Brother, these are the books and notes you lent me, I have read them all," Lu Mingfei said, "Thank you, brother."

　　 "It's okay," Chu Zihang shook his head, paused and added, "If you don't fully remember, you can pay it back later. I'm not in a hurry."

　　 "Don't worry, brother, I have written it down," Lu Mingfei handed the book to Chu Zihang and his hands were free, and he patted his chest and said, "I still have a little confidence in my memory."

"Uh... and this," Lu Mingfei took off his schoolbag, unzipped, and took out four or five small notebooks that were exactly the same. The ones that don’t overlap, I don’t know if it will help you."

　　 Chu Zihang was taken aback for a moment, and then steadily supported a stack of books with one hand, and took Lu Mingfei's notes with the other hand.

　　 "Thank you, I will return it to you after I watch it."

　　 Chuzi Channel.

Although Lu Mingfei’s performance does not seem to be good in his understanding, Chu Zihang has never used his inherent impression to evaluate a person. Since Lu Mingfei gave him the notes and he accepted it, then he was already Go back and read it carefully when you are ready.

　　 "It's okay," Lu Mingfei waved his hand and said, "This note is mainly to thank you brother for borrowing my book. It doesn't matter if you don't return it, I've already remembered it all."

"Ok."

　　 Chu Zihang nodded.

If the people conducting this conversation are two normal people, then this should be regarded as a yin and yang weird, false sentiment, and gunpowder-like "language clash", but for Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, this is just normal. It's just a conversation.

　　 "Since I have handed everything to you, brother, then I will go now," Lu Mingfei zips up his schoolbag and carries it, "I will invite you to dinner next time as a thank you."

　　 "I invite you," Chu Zihang said, "you asked me last time, as a gift in return."

　　 "Uh... it's okay," Lu Mingfei nodded, "Then I'm leaving now?"

"bye."

　　 Chu Zihang nodded, without the slightest intention of inviting Lu Mingfei to sit at home.

Lu Mingfei also didn’t expect this cold-faced cold-faced senior brother to be polite with him, and he really didn’t want to go to other people’s homes, in case Brother Chu’s parents were at home, although he was not timid to face his elders, but It will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

　　 "Goodbye brother."

　　 Lu Mingfei said goodbye to Chu Zihang, turned around and left, and Chu Zihang also turned home.

　　...

　　 In the home of Chu Zihang.

　　 Put the notes given by Lu Mingfei on the stack of books, Chu Zihang held a stack of books in one hand, unscrewed the door with the other, took off his shoes and closed the door and walked into the living room.

　　 "I'm back?" Lu Tianming, who was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, looked up at his son, raised his eyes, and asked with some confusion, "Didn't you go out to find your classmates? Why did you come back so soon?"

　　 "He came to return the book and left after he gave me the book at the door."

　　 Chu Zihang held a stack of calligraphy.

　　 "I'm gone? Why don't you invite people in to sit? It's rare for friends to come to play with you. Worried that your mom and I will be uncomfortable with your classmates?"

　　 Lu Tianming asked.

　　 Chu Zihang nodded.

"I will go out to watch the opera with your mother after I get your mother put on makeup. UU reads www.uukanshu.com and eats dinner by the way after reading the opera. I won't be back until about 8 or 9 in the evening," Lu Tianming put down the newspaper. Said: "Your classmate can wait for the meeting when we leave and come back again."

　　 Chu Zihang is a family reorganization, his father Lu Tianming and mother Su Xiaoyan both divorced once.

　　 The reason for Su Xiaoyan's divorce was that Chu Zihang's biological father was too unreliable and could not give her and Chu Zihang a stable future, so after the divorce, she married Lu Tianming, a corporate giant in the city.

The reason for Lu Tianming’s previous wife was the opposite. It was because he was too reliable. After marriage, this workaholic man had been busy with work and left his wife indifferent. Although the business was thriving, he neglected to connect with his wife. In the end, his wife divorced him.

　　 is also because of this. After remarrying Su Xiaoyan, he attaches great importance to the family. He spends one day a week with his wife Su Xiaoyan and his stepson Chu Zihang.

　　 Today, Chu Zihang is previewing the knowledge of the third year of high school. He is not going to go out, so he will only take his wife out to watch the opera and have dinner later.

　　 "Make-up? It should take another half an hour."

　　 Hearing his mother putting on makeup, Chu Zihang calmly said.

"Yes." Thinking about the efficiency of his wife’s makeup, Lu Tianming was also a little helpless, "then ask him to come and sit at home next time. You are excellent in all aspects at your age, and you don’t need me and your mother at all. Worry. There are too few close friends. There are never close friends, let alone come to play at home. You should make more friends."

　　 "Well," Chu Zihang nodded obediently, "I will invite him to come home another day."

　　 While talking, Chu Zihang noticed a brightly colored leaflet on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

　　 He put the book on the coffee table and picked up the leaflet.