Lu Zi'an felt as if he only needed to say a word, and his mother turned his head and said to Shen Mange: "Look, he is really the same as his father, Manman, you can stop the loss in time, Aunt Ming'er will introduce you to a great young man, that is called a ...... who knows cold and knows hot."

Stop, can't think about it anymore.

Lu Zi'an decisively stretched out his hand, pulled Shen Mange over, and pointed to the door: "Mom, you go, I'm very angry now, you are blatantly digging into my corner!"

Mother Lu turned around and walked away step by step, stopped talking again, stopped when she walked to the door, and said earnestly: "Zi'an, Manman has just turned eighteen years old......

If it weren't for his own mother, he would definitely be angry.

But because it's my own mother, I seem to be even more angry.

Lu Zi'an stared at her coldly, and Lu's mother finally left.

The door closed, and Lu Zi'an didn't let go of Shen Mange's hand, and pulled her to the desk: "Wait a minute." ”

He opened the drawer and took out a beautiful little wooden box from inside: "Happy birthday." ”

Shen Mange was holding the small box, two red tides suddenly surged on her face, the ruddy spread from her cheeks to the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, the moisture in her eyes did not dissipate, but the corners of her lips had already evoked a faint smile: "Thank you, Zi'an." ”

"Silly. Lu Zi'an stretched out his hand, paused on her cheek, turned to her head, and patted it gently: "Say thank you to me, go back to sleep, I'll call you when we eat." ”

Shen Mange was also very curious about what he would give her, so he didn't refuse and walked out obediently.

It was only when she returned to her room that she took a closer look at the small box.

The surface of the wooden box is smooth and bright, and it feels delicate and very comfortable to the touch, which is definitely not ordinary wood......

Shen Mange carefully opened the lid of the box, revealing a wooden comb inside.

Although she couldn't tell the wood of the wooden box, she quickly saw that the comb was supposed to be boxwood...... And it's a top-of-the-line boxwood comb.

Boxwood has been the first choice for combing since ancient times.

In the "Compendium of Materia Medica", it has been recorded: the world's heavy boxwood, with its no fire, its wood is tight, as a comb, gouging, printing the best, clearing heat, dampness, detoxification.

Modern medicine has found that boxwood actually contains boxwood, which can inhibit the growth of fungi, so boxwood combs can relieve itching and dandruff.

The wooden comb is half-moon-shaped, the feel is first-class, and it is carved with elegant patterns.

She couldn't help blushing a little, and suddenly saw that there was something underneath, and quickly put down the comb and lifted the silk underneath.

A wooden hairpin lies quietly on a piece of tissue paper, the hairpin has no decoration, the ordinary wooden hairpin, the workmanship is extremely exquisite, and the end of a camellia is elegant and beautiful.

Shen Mange reached out and picked up the piece of paper and found that there was only a poem written on it.

[Mansheng is watching, and singing. 】

This is......

Tang Dynasty's "Song of the Qing Dynasty" ......

Lu Zi'an was thinking about not knowing if Shen Mange liked his gift or not, so he received a text message from Qu Dodo: [Master Lu, start the live broadcast quickly. 】

What's wrong?

Although it is very strange, Qu Duoduo is never untargeted, Lu Zi'an replied while turning on the computer: [I'm turning on the computer, what's wrong?]

[The results of the game are out, the fan base has exploded, I can't be appeased, let them come to you. 】

After a few seconds, she sent another message: [You coax them to order, don't let them make trouble. 】

Lu Zi'an had already opened the live broadcast room at this time, and his expression was still very calm: "Good morning." ”

[Master, don't worry!We will definitely get justice for you!]

[Yes!Let's go and blow up their Weibo!It's shameless!]

[There is definitely an insider!What kind of wood carving I showed to the professionals, and the knife skills are so bad that I die!]

Lu Zi'an looked at it for a few seconds and smiled: "Slow down, don't worry, everyone is so excited, my eyes are going to be spent." ”

His fans still gave him face, and the barrage was empty in an instant.

At the same time, Qu Duoduo also told him the ins and outs on WeChat.

In general, it was still a matter of the game, and his fans were convinced that he could take the first place, but now there is a tie for first place, and the mentality is blown up.

Especially when there was a grapevine that he couldn't even tie for first place and could only win a silver award, fans rioted in an instant.

If it weren't for Qu Duo Duo's pressure, resisting and not letting people lead the rhythm, and letting them come to the live broadcast room to listen to what Lu Zi'an said, I'm afraid they would have started to make trouble everywhere at this time.

"Thank you all for fighting for me, but there is no inside story about this matter. Lu Zi'an pressed the corner of his forehead: "It's normal to tie for the first place, it hasn't happened before, but it's just because this hasn't happened......"

[Does it mean that we are fooling around?, are you thinking that we are troublesome?]

This man's tone is quite aggressive......

Lu Zi'an shook his head and sighed: "Because you are not professionals, you may feel that this matter is not normal, but in fact, we do not only pay attention to skills, but this idea is also a key factor in evaluating the success of a work." ”

He spoke eloquently, and explained in detail from the perspective of the respective intentions of the two people's works.

The strengths and weaknesses of each were very frank, and they did not hide anything from their digressions: "...... In fact, if it weren't for his knife skills, he would have won the gold medal in this competition. ”

He said so, and fans didn't have anything to say.

[So it means that the person who doesn't have enough sword skills to make up for it, it's too hasty!]

[Big brother DEI, you are in a bit of a hurry. 】

[After a 180-degree turn, the steering wheel of Lao Tzu flew. 】

Lu Zi'an's mobile phone popped up another message, he glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Although it is an oolong, but in order to thank everyone for their continued support, I decided to hold a small event, or a lottery, but the prize is the front row tickets in the live broadcast room tomorrow afternoon, there are three in total, you can participate in the meeting if you are interested." ”

After saying that, Qu Duoduo directly released the lottery rules in the group and in the live broadcast room, and there were already a lot of people in the live broadcast room, but this time there were more of them.

[I think the master is so gentle, so patient.] 】

[I originally thought you were pretending to be very good, and you didn't go to the game, but what I heard you say just now was quite rewarding, and the black turned to pink. 】

[uh,...... Black-to-Pink ...... This question is super anal......]

With Lu Zi'an's order, the lucky three spectators were selected.

In this kind of event, people who are not in the same city generally do not come to participate, because although the ticket is free, the ticket is not free!

But to Lu Zi'an's surprise, there is really a provincial one.

But this man was very arrogant, and said that he would fly over tonight, so he would not miss the time.

The live broadcast room was suddenly full of 666, and Qu Duoduo also sent a message directly to Lu Zi'an: [This kind of fan is really a hardcore fan. 】