Striving for Science

A car printed with animal protection words drove out of Wuming City overnight and went to the capital city adjacent to Wuming City.

The conditions of Wuming City Zoo are very limited, and this arctic fox is a second-class protected animal. After discussion, the local wildlife protection association decided to send the Arctic fox overnight to a place with a better living environment.

"I don't know which smuggler brought this fox to Wuming City. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted person, otherwise my life is pitiful." The staff looked at the non-stop fox in the cage and said to his colleagues , "But this fox has such a bad temper."

"Maybe it's because of his bad temper. Wildlife smugglers worry about making noise and throw it away." Colleagues sighed. "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it hasn't been sent to the provincial capital yet. Nope. "

As soon as the voice fell, suddenly a thick fog rose in front of the highway and they could not stop on the highway. They had to slow down their cars and turn on the high beam lights: "How come there is such a big fog suddenly?"

The driver squeezed sweat in his heart. He had heard other drivers talk about this kind of fog falling in the blink of an eye. However, this abnormal phenomenon is often linked to the phenomenon of supernatural.

He turned his head to look at the two gentle staff members, and firmly grasped the steering wheel: "Two, wait until you see something strange, don't make a sound."

As soon as he had finished speaking, he suddenly saw a person in the middle of the road, and the vehicle directly hit it.

"Ah!" The two staff members shouted in unison.

The driver touched the sweat on his face, and the words just said in vain.

"Me, shall we call the police?" One of the staff members took out his phone tremblingly, but he couldn't even press the number.

"Fuck!" The driver gritted his teeth. "Who will pass the highway this night. And ..." he shivered. "There is no feeling of impact at all."

The two staff members froze for a long while before saying, "What do you mean?"

"What else can we mean, we're hitting ghosts." The driver saw the two men scared as if they were white, "You take out your phone and turn on the music player."

"What are you doing?"

"Souzheng masculine songs, international songs are also acceptable."

"Standup, allvictimsofoppression"

"Turn off!" The driver was also frightened and could not help shouting at the staff. "Can you two be grounded? Can the ghost of this wild country and wilderness understand foreign languages? Change the Chinese version for Lao Tzu!"

"Oh, oh." The staff quickly searched the Chinese version and found that there were several versions, and was dumbfounded. Which version should he pick?

In his anxiety, he had to choose a version with his eyes closed, but he didn't know that the song sounded, only to see a row of indifferent words on the screen: "Sorry, this song has been removed from this site because it has not been licensed . "

He ordered several songs, and found a version that could be played. Unfortunately, this version was obviously a cover of insufficient level, so that they could not help but wonder whether they could scare away ghosts.

The fog was not scattered outside the car window. The most weird thing was that they found the entire highway as if only their car existed.

A weak voice reverberated in the car, and the two wild protection staff were pale and scared. One of the staff reached out and pulled the cage with the white fox in front of him, tremblingly unlocking the cage.

"what are you doing?"

"Wait if there are any evil spirits, it must also be aimed at our living people. This little thing has a chance to run." The staff who opened the cage scared their teeth trembling, "Can you keep one ... count one."

Hu Ming glanced at the human with his hands shaking with Parkinson's patients and turned his head disdainfully.

The fog in front was so thick that he could not reach his fingers, and the driver did not dare to continue driving the car. He simply stepped on the brakes and drove the car to the side of the road to stop, turning on the emergency double flashing lights.

The breathing sounds of the three people were one after another in the silent car.

"Wow!" The unknown crow suddenly landed on the front of the car, staring at the three people in the car. This is not like an animal's eyes, it has emotions in its eyes.

The staff tucked the Arctic fox under the seat and pressed it to prevent it from coming out.

The crow flapped its wings and left, and a group of people in red clothes appeared in front of the road. These people were stiff and did not feel alive.

"The ghost king is on tour, everyone evades."

The headed man, reading this sentence mechanically, suddenly stopped when he was about to pass by the Wildlife Association car, and turned his head stiffly to look at the three people: "Distractors, kill without amnesty."

Hu Ming crawled out from under the seat, opened the door with a paw and jumped down, scratching and scratching toward the leader.

A lone soul ghost, you pretend to be your grandfather.

The ghost king, the king of ghosts, just entered the territory of Wuming City, so he dared to act like that. Ever since Lord Tian Dao set down the God Mansion in Wuming City, even Hades, the boss of the Hades, came to this realm and must be honest and well-behaved. A broken ghost who had just come from a field would dare to be king with all kinds of clutter?

He couldn't move Shen Changan, could he still move this kind of garbage? Hu Ming was so angry that he didn't say that the demon was thrown in the newspaper, and there were ghosts acting in front of him.

Going down with paws, the ghost seemed to be torn paper, split into two halves and fell to the ground.

"Who dares to hurt my ghost messenger?"

"You pretend to be your grandfather's force!" Hu Mingfei jumped into the sedan chair. There was a blue-faced fang in the sedan chair. Without a word, Hu Ming said, a tail fan was on the face of the evil spirit, and the evil spirit grunted out of the sedan. I want to run when I get up.

Hu Mingzheng was worried that there was no place to vent his emotions. How could he let him run away? After a series of kicks, the evil spirits were beaten transparently and their spirits were unstable.

The three humans shrunk in the car stared at this scene with stunned eyes, and even forgot to breathe.

This is ... the live version of Baihu Baoen, the movie and TV series are not deceiving.

Hu Ming was not a demon who cultivated virtue and morality. He beat the evil spirits almost. After he was out of breath, he swallowed the evil spirits into his belly with his mouth wide open. After eating the ghost king, it was not a big deal. He rubbed all the other ghosts into a ball and randomly picked up a dirty mineral water bottle on the side of the road, and stuffed all the souls of the ghosts into it.

After doing this, he turned and looked at the weak and weak human on the car, and got into the grass and disappeared.

He never wants to see Shen Changan again, even his name does not want to be heard!

"Running, ran?" The staff of the Wildlife Protection Association saw the Arctic fox running away, and saw that the dense fog around it had gradually dispersed, and slowly recovered.

"After we went back and said that we encountered a ghost on the road, after the white fox eliminated the ghost, he ran away on his own. Will the leader believe it?"

"..."

Who would believe it!

"There is a driving recorder in the car ..." The driver swallowed. "We'll go back quickly." If he didn't go back, he was afraid that there would be another monster king or tiger king halfway.

After eating at Dainian's home in the evening, Shen Changan remembered the newspaper. He stuffed the neatly stacked newspapers with Liu Mao: "Brother Liu, you have sent the White Fox to the police station. . "

"What's the matter?" Daonian glanced at Liu Mao. "Who sent it to the police station."

"Mr. Shen found a lost Arctic fox at home last night. We have arranged for the fox to be sent to the police station. Now this white fox has received the most appropriate rescue."

"Um ..." Daonian took the newspaper in Shen Changan's hands, "well done."

Hearing this, Liu Mao knew it in his heart, and Hu Ming could no longer appear here.

After chatting with White Fox for a while, Shen Changan's mobile phone jumped out a message, it was a promotional advertisement for Double Eleven. He turned his head and asked, "Yao Nian, what do you want to buy recently?"

Dao Nian shook his head.

Shen Changan doesn't seem to have any special needs, but if he doesn't buy something at this shopping festival, he always feels lack of excitement.

He thought for one night, but he didn't expect anything to buy. After getting up in the morning, I cut some flowers in the small garden, looked around, and found that the young gardener with the awl face was not here, and asked the **** who was standing next to him: "That has the awl face My brother is not here today? "

Because he was caught by you and sent to the police station.

Shen Tu coughed: "He was not serious when he was working, and he was found to be bullying the parrot secretly by Liu Ge, so the husband fired him."

"Oh." Shen Changan nodded. Animal cruelty was not tolerated and he was dismissed.

He put the cut flowers in a vase, and when he turned upstairs, when he saw that Dao Nian had got up, he changed the vase in his hand to the vase from yesterday: "I went downstairs to run for a while, and called me when I was eating. "

The sports meeting is about to start, he still has to sharpen his gun.

"Huh." Daonian glanced at the fresh flowers in the vase with morning dew. "I asked Lao Zhao to prepare a sports meal for you."

"Don't be so strict?" Shen Changan was shocked, and the sports meal was difficult to eat.

"Since you did it, you must do your best." Daonian leaned back on his chair and looked at Shen Changan lazily. "Shentu has a friend named Wuqu who is very good at sports. I will let him do it for you. Professional training. "

"Ah ?!" Although Dao Nian still looks like he doesn't want to open his eyes, Shen Changan just feels that the other party is smiling, and he is also very happy.

"Dao Nian, I think, this kind of thing focuses on participation, ranking or something ..."

"Don't worry, all of us will cooperate with your training." Dao Nian lowered his eyelids and stopped looking at Shen Changan. "Take a good exercise."

Shen Changan: "..."

So the barbecue he ate the night before was the last meal he enjoyed before exercising?

"Dao Nian, you can be a parent in the future, but you can't be like this." Shen Changan patted his shoulder and said seriously, "Otherwise, how stressful is the child."

Tao Nian looked up at him: "Since you don't want to, then ..."

"Forget it, it's better to get a ranking." Shen Changan compromised first, "but say well in advance, I don't necessarily guarantee to win the prize."

Daonian nodded, and after Shen Changan left, he took out several books from the bedside table drawer and threw it directly into the trash can.

The covers of these books are printed with the names "How to make your child succeed", "How to raise a proud child", "Progress through pressure" and so on.

Books written by these so-called successful parents of human beings are of no use at all.

Ten minutes later, Shen Changan saw Shentu ’s friend Wuqu. The other party was not his muscular masculine man, but a slender, handsome young man, but his hair looked particularly tough, like it was standing upright. Steel needle.

"This is Mr. Shen?" Wu Qu Chao Shen Changan smiled with sunlight. "Hello, I am Wu Qu."

"Good brother Wu, I'm going to trouble you in the next few days." Shen Changan shook hands with each other.

"Where, I can be of help to you, I am very happy." Wu Qu is kind to Shen Chang'an. "I still have some experience in this kind of competition ... What kind of projects does Mr. Shen compare?"

Shen Changan handed over the project form to Wuqu.

"A thousand-meter run, a 100-meter sprint, a shot put and a long jump?" After watching the weapon, he smiled easily. "No problem. With me in, I won't let you lose."

Shen Changan: "..."

Why from Dainian to his staff, are they so focused on winning or losing?

In the next few days, Shen Changan will be severely tortured by his coach in the future. Unexpectedly, Wuqu is different from the coach in the gym. Not only does he not strictly require him, he is also reminded to combine work with rest.

However, the method Wu Wu taught him was indeed very useful. Shen Changan found that he had made rapid progress, and even the amount of food had increased a lot.

Uncle Zhao changed the pattern three times a day to make him a sports meal. Liu Mao took him to work every day. Wuqu Shentu once again helped him correct various postures, and also had part-time psychological counseling.

This positive and enthusiastic attitude of everyone makes Shen Changan have some doubts, is he going to participate in sports, or to participate in the college entrance examination?

On the day of the opening ceremony of the Games, Uncle Zhao got up early and made a bowl of noodles for Shen Changan. There was only one bowl of noodles in total, and there were two quail eggs in it.

"Uncle Zhao, what is this?" Shen Changan picked up the quail eggs and ate them in his mouth to eat. With such a simple bowl of noodles, Uncle Zhao could make extremely delicious. He has eaten more food in the Daonian family, and he has become more and more picky about this aspect.

"You guys ... Before the children's exams, parents don't like to make two eggs for you, bless you for the perfect score?" Uncle Zhao put the side dishes in front of Shen Changan, with a smile on his face, "I have never raised Children, I do n’t know if it ’s right, anyway, I wish you a good grade. But I ’m afraid you will feel uncomfortable when you eat two eggs or duck eggs, so I use two quail eggs instead.

Shen Changan lost his smile. He went to the sports meeting instead of the primary school exam, but looking at Zhao Shuhan ’s gentle smile, he bowed his head to eat the noodles and eggs cleanly, and ate some other things before wiping his mouth clean. Ready to leave.

When he walked to the door, he looked back at the people in the room and asked if they would go to watch him in the game together, and he was afraid of affecting their work today, and then looked back.

"Mr. Shen, what have you left?" Driving the car outside, waiting for Shen Changan's **** to see him heaving at the door, thinking that he forgot to bring something, so he asked a lot of words.

"It's nothing." Shen Changan glanced at the Daonian who was sitting at the table drinking tea. He lingered and got into the car, and found Wuqu also in the car.

"I wish you a successful victory today." Wuqu said, "I and Shentu will accompany you today."

"Thank you." Shen Changan smiled towards them.

The venue of the competition was a university in Wuming City. After nothing new, the first race was a 100-meter race.

Shen Changan has two competitions today, a 100-meter run and a shot put competition.

"Changan, come on!" The people from the civil service department are here. They wear uniform sportswear and the word "civil service" on their backs. However, compared with other departments, their department looks small and pitiful.

"Don't be nervous." Du Zhonghai patted Shen Changan on the shoulder. "Winning or losing is not important."

Anyway, with the appearance of their department, he did not expect to win.

"Yes, participation is victory." Ding Yang helped Shen Changan squeeze his shoulders, "we can compare ourselves with ourselves."

"I can't compare with myself, and I can't compare with other people." A young man with a tall figure walked past them and dropped a sentence leisurely. "But anyway, the last one is killed. , Make excuses earlier, and it's better to wait for the lose.

"It's your fart." Ding Yang rolled his eyes. "Just because you have a mouth."

"It's up to you now." The young man raised his fist. "Wait for your pension department, you will lose and cry."

"Speaking so meanly, the elders at home haven't taught you what is the most basic politeness?" Shen Changan sat in the warm-up exercise before the game, and did not look at the young man. "Whoever loses or wins may not be able to wait."

"Uh ..." Ding Yang looked at Shen Chang'an and then the man, without dismantling Shen Chang'an's stage in front of outsiders.

"Huh." The man looked at Shen Changan's fine skin and tender flesh, and left his eyes disdainfully. When he left, he deliberately lifted up his sleeves and showed off his biceps.

"Changan, I think ... you may not win him." Ding Yang whispered, "He used to be a city track and field team. He wanted to enter our department after retiring, but Director Du felt that his character was not suitable for our department. Work, so I did n’t pick up his files. So now as long as he is outside, he likes to ridicule that we are an old-age department, saying that people who are not prosperous like to treat us. "

"Is this still because of love?" Shen Changan nodded, "Couldn't be courted, it would be defamated desperately. There is something wrong with this man's character."

Ding Yang: "..."

The point is this?

"It seems that I have to work hard to win him, let him know that it is normal for Gao Pan to not afford the goddess, and it is shameful that Gao Pan can't even slander." Shen Changan patted Ding Yang on the shoulder, "You are waiting for me to win at the finish line News. "

Everyone in the civil service department: "..."

Du Zhonghai touched his chubby belly and smiled: "It is good for young people to have fighting spirit."

"I think Mr. Shen will definitely win." Shen Tu, who stood beside him without disturbing their conversation, smiled. "We'll go to the finish line and wait for Mr. Shen."

Having finished speaking, he and Wuqu took the lead to the finish line of the 100-meter run.

Everyone in the civil service department: "..."

It seems that these friends in Chang'an are also very fighting spirit, and have a mysterious trust in Shen Changan.

Is this the filter of friendship?

The games in small places are not as important as regular competitions. There are a total of more than 50 people participating in the preliminary race of the 100-meter race. There are six teams in total, and the top three in each group directly advance to the semifinals.

Coincidentally, Shen Changan and the young man who mocked their department were in a group, and the two were still on the adjacent runway.

"What a coincidence." Shen Changan made a ready-to-run pose and smiled at the young man, "I met so soon."

The young man rolled his eyes: "I don't talk to weak chickens."

However, after saying this, the young man realized what it was like to have a face pain.

Because he spent time with the track and field team, he started more professionally than others, and ran ahead in the first place. Hearing some cheering from the girls around, he was a little proud and ran faster.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the finish line, he opened his arms and was ready for the cheers of victory. At this moment, there was a shadow next to him, leading him to break the finish line in one step.

"Ahhh! Chang'an! You won!" Chen Panpan screamed excitedly, pushed away Ding Yang and Xu Ze who were standing in front of him, ran forward and handed the towel to Shen Changan , "You won, won."

"Okay." Shen Changan gasped slightly, looking at Wuqu who smiled at him. "Fortunately, the teacher taught well."

"From then on you are my male god!" Chen Panpan is still excited.

Shen Changan took the water from Ding Yang and took a sip: "Although you change three male gods a day, I still have to politely thank you.",

"Oh, how can you say that." Chen Panpan smiled and looked at someone behind Shen Changan, "Although our department is a pension department, unfortunately some people can't even run the pension department, rookie!"

"Sister, please shut up." Ding Yang grabbed Chen Panpan, which is different from "I am not targeting anyone, but saying that everyone here is rubbish." Chang'an ran first.

They should unite the masses and fight against the demon's neuropathy, not let the masses stand on opposite sides.

Shen Changan turned to look at the young man who had mocked their department just now, showing a signature smile, and said to him: "Although you don't like talking to weak chickens, I don't mind. See you in the semifinals."

What does it mean for a young man to turn a little bit for a while?

It wasn't until Shen Changan was surrounded by people from the civil service department that he reacted. Is the other party scolding him for being weak? !

"grass!"

He scolded, and threw the towel in his hand **** the ground.

After the preliminary race of the 100-meter race was passed, Shen Changan cheered for his colleagues and saw Ding Yang fall at the 50-meter circuit and took the last place. Chen Panpan struggled at the women's kilometer circuit with a walking speed Later, silently covering his face and taking two steps back, he finally understood why the hope of the entire department was on him.

"It's okay." Du Zhonghai comforted Shen Chang'an and pointed to Xu Ze who struck the pole in the distance but knocked the pole down. "Being a man, the most important thing is to join in the excitement and get used to it after several failures."

Shen Changan: "..."

This comfort is really useless.

At the end of the morning game, Shen Changan walked with Shentu and Wuqu to the parking lot in a complicated mood.

"Mr. Shen's colleagues are quite interesting." Wu Qu smiled. "All are simple-minded people."

Shen Changan's face was full of vicissitudes: "Today, I only know how a king brings three bronzes."

That is tired.

Shen Tu saw Shen Changan's mouth full of disdain, but his eyes had an inseparable intimacy, and he knew that he had a good relationship with those colleagues: "It's okay, you can win a few awards, it can be regarded as glory for the department."

"I ..." Shen Changan stopped and turned to look at a black car parked not far away.

"Mr. Shen, what's wrong?" Shen Tu saw Shen Chang'an's attention was put elsewhere, and just wanted to ask a few more words, he saw him stride away.

Shen Changan came to the black: "Dao Nian, are you?"

The window opened slowly, revealing Dao Nianmei's beautiful face.

The author has something to say: the year of studying the methods of raising children: raising children is difficult (?? ˇ? ˇ ??)