Yoshino believes that theking's realm in the face of controversy is as immobile as a mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But if he sees the state of the teacher at this time, he can probably understand that there is also a realm called invasion like fire - when Hua Qi informed Luoyang that the second uncle was hospitalized due to anger, Luoyang found Kadokawa Publishing House to prepare a plane ticket for himself.

Urgent, urgent!

So he called the number left for him by Kadokawa Press.

When Kadokawa Publishing House informed Luoyang of this number, Luo ** didn't plan to dial it, because he was afraid that Kadokawa Publishing House would find out his identity, but now he had to use Kadokawa Publishing House to help.

"Prepare me a ticket to the Dragon Kingdom. ”

"Mr. Theking, wait a minute, I'll do it for you. ”

After Luoyang finished saying this sentence in Japanese, the other party readily agreed.

This is the first time that theking has made a request, and Kadokawa Publishing naturally treats theking's request as the company's top priority.

It was about fifteen minutes, and Kadokawa Publishing House booked the nearest flight to the Dragon Kingdom for theking, and at that time the sky was already full of stars, and the pointer pointed to twelve twenty, and Luoyang set off with a few necessary things.

Sit on a plane to Tiandu.

Luoyang didn't say a word, staring at the porthole.

At this moment, he stared blankly at the dim porthole, his handsome side face was covered with clouds, even when the flight attendant on the plane passed by him, he couldn't help tiptoeing a little, and he didn't dare to breathe more, because Luoyang was now exuding a cold magnetic field.

By the time the plane arrived in Tiandu, it was already five hours later.

As the announcement of the arrival of the destination was played in the loudspeaker of the plane, Luoyang stood up expressionlessly, walked out of the cabin door, and looked at the back of Luoyang's departure, several flight attendants on duty inevitably got together and whispered.

"I feel like that person is so cold and terrifying......"

"The people who sit in first class are all rich people, and they are so young that they don't dare to come forward if they want to hook up......"

"Don't talk about this first, is it only me who thinks he looks familiar, I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere, is it a star?"

It is not uncommon for flight attendants to often meet stars on flights because of their duties, but the appearance of Luoyang just now still gave them a deep impression.

So several flight attendants were thinking about the stars in their memories, and finally, one of the tall flight attendants seemed to suddenly remember something, and screamed: "That man just now, could it be my favorite writer Luo Da!?"

......

Luoyang got off the plane.

As for the discussion of the flight attendant behind him, it was naturally impossible to make any waves in his heart.

Walking out of the pick-up port, Luoyang saw many people holding tall signs to pick up the airport, of course, Hua Qi's figure in the crowd is also quite conspicuous, but, because of the slightly short size, Hua Qi needs to stand on tiptoe from time to time.

It's a disrespectful and clumsy gesture.

Luoyang remembered Hua Qi's shrewd side in the company on weekdays, and there was really a contrast between the two.

The dark clouds condensed in his heart because of the matter of the second uncle were dispelled a lot, and when he came to the exit with the crowd, Luoyang quietly walked behind Hua Qi, and when the latter tried to stand on tiptoe, he said softly: "Didn't sleep all night?"

Hua Qi was startled by the sudden sound.

When he turned around and saw Luoyang, Hua Qi's eyes were suddenly filled with a layer of mist, and his mouth quickly deflated, "Boss......"

This aggrieved appearance of pear blossoms in the rain made Luoyang feel distressed for a while, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, rubbed Hua Qi's head, and said with a smile: "Don't cry, you've already cried once, if you don't want your boss to be upset." ”

"Then I won't cry. ”

After Hua Qi took a deep breath, he said, "My sister is asleep, so I didn't call her." ”

"Let her rest, it's not even five o'clock, are you sleepy?"

"I wasn't sleepy, I was in good spirits, and I slept in the office in the afternoon. ”

When the two walked out of the airport, Luoyang found that it was raining lightly in the sky, although there were bright lights around, but it was difficult to hide the coldness of the early morning, he couldn't help but wrap his clothes, and said with a pun: "This is probably the last rain in late autumn." ”

Hua Qi heard Luoyang's implication and said with a smile: "Yes, it's almost the winter solstice." ”

Luoyang didn't speak this time, the two entered the carriage, Hua Qi turned on the air conditioner heater, and when he started the accelerator, Luoyang suddenly said: "Go directly to the second uncle's hospital, it will be dawn in a while, I'll go to see him." ”

Hua Qi nodded.

At half past seven in the morning, Luoyang appeared in Luo Dashan's ward.

At this time, Luo Dashan had just woken up from his sleep and was lying on the hospital bed, when he saw Luoyang suddenly appear in front of him, a trace of blush appeared on his pale face, and he struggled to get up while speaking: "Are you back?"

Luoyang hurriedly stepped forward to support the second uncle, and blamed himself: "Yes, I'm back." ”

Luo Dashan sat down, nodded heavily, and said: "It's good to come back, my body, it's only over in my forties, I remember when you started the studio, I was still tough, you have to exercise more in the future, don't collapse in your forties like me." ”

"Second uncle, this is just a minor problem, and it will be cured soon. ”

"Don't comfort me, second uncle's own business, I know that when I was a child, others called me a weak scholar, and your mother also called me that, but the profession of scholar was not very good, but the word weak was implemented very successfully. ”

Luo Yang said softly: "The strength of a scholar lies in the tip of the pen rather than in the physique. ”

Luo Dashan said with emotion: "Classmate Qia is a young man, in his prime, and he is angry with his scholars, and he scolds Fang Xuan, this is still the words you read in a speech at the university before, you have said the world that literati yearn for the most, but how many people in the world can really reprimand Fang Xuan with the spirit of the scholarly business?"

"The second uncle counts as one. ”

"Don't make fun of me. ”

"Then I'm one, I'm the nephew of the second uncle, so of course the second uncle is more powerful. ”

"This argument barely works, but I still haven't figured it out, why my former nerdy nephew has suddenly become so powerful, national writer, sometimes it's like a dream......"

On this day, Hua Qi was at the door of the ward, and felt the atmosphere inside without blame or indignation.

The uncle and nephew who have been in Congwen for half their lives have talked happily with each other, and they talk endlessly in the ward, which is nothing more than a short family and occasional jokes.

Luo Dashan, who was lying on the hospital bed, never mentioned the current predicament of Shuimu Culture and the betrayal he suffered, and Luoyang did not mention how he would deal with it.

It's just that when Luoyang walked out of the ward, his face suddenly attached a layer of ice.

As if the warm young man in the ward just now was not himself, he faced Hua Qi and said word by word: "Let's go and punish the bad guys." ”

(To be continued.) )