The evening breeze blows away the heat accumulated during the day. At night, Lakeside Road gradually becomes full of life.

The tricycle drove through the intersection of Jiaolong Lane, and further on, it became more and more crowded. The fortune tellers, who could not afford to pay the façade fee and were driven away by the traditional cultural industrial park, swarmed from the northern section of Hubin Road to the southern section. In just a few months' work, it seems that the charlatans in the entire Dongou area have all come here.

Lin Miao sat in the car, looking at the outrageous number of fake Taoist priests and monks wearing Taoist robes and monks' robes, bald heads or long goatees on both sides of the road, and always felt that it would not be long before Lao Lin would be able to have new achievements. Sweeping away pornography and fighting non-pornography, saying that you are "non" you are "non", this group of goods who want to get on the ship without buying tickets, dare to so openly rub the popularity of key projects in the market, and don't put you charlatans who mess with feudal superstition in a nest, how can you be worthy of those genuine paying users?

Of course, on the other hand, if there are enough fools and enough scammers, presumably with the experience of Xicheng Street in city appearance management, let these money-earning scammers obediently pay some land occupation fees, road maintenance fees, and environmental protection fees to upgrade to a junior VIP, and everyone will benefit each other and coexist peacefully, and it may not be possible to do it - even if some leaders with inflated hearts may not look down on this little money, but a little bigger, it can make the street have more financial revenue, and the street workers can get more than 100 yuan of "work performance bonus" every month After all, it is also a good thing that the people like to see.

Anyway, no matter how you deal with it, Lao Lin will have a high probability of lying down and earning a wave of prestige in the system after all.

Comrade Lin Guorong, who has only been in the party for half a year, has a promising future......

The axle of the tricycle creaked, and after a while, I passed by the newly established "Oucheng Lake Outdoor Swimming Management Association" of the Municipal Swimming Association, which is a so-called association, which is to draw a piece of land by the lake, hang two signs, and then build a changing room.

Under the high-power street lamp, Lin Miao watched a dozen middle-aged people with big bellies, shaking their white fat and fluttering in the water, and couldn't help but think of the legend that one person must die in Oucheng Lake every year. The source of all feelings is from the beginning of ninety-five years, and I don't know who the winner of this year's "First Oucheng Lake Cup Won't Die Competition" will be - anyway, it will definitely not be prevented, Dongou City has been strictly guarding for decades and has not been able to do it - so I must let Lao Lin pay attention to it when I look back, and the territorial management responsibility document of the street must be cut out every word, and the unlucky family must not leave the slightest space and opportunity for the attack. The pot that should not be carried by the street, the street resolutely does not carry it, the money that should not be lost by the street, and the street cannot be compensated for half a dime.

Lin Miao was full of worries about the country, the people, and the society, and after thinking deeply, he didn't realize that his side gradually quieted down again.

A few minutes later, the tricycle drove through the noisiest section of Lakeside Road to the front of the Children's Palace.

The piercing sound of brakes brought Lin Miao back to his senses.

Jiang Ping hugged Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao and got out of the car, Lin Miao stepped on the ground with both feet, and the small light on her heels lit up, making a squeak.

Xiaoxiao, who was dressed like a little princess, turned her head and smiled at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao was speechless when he suddenly heard an excited voice coming from not far away.

"Wow, Xiaoxiao is so beautiful today!" Zhong Chuhui, who came to work during class time, walked quickly from the place where there was no street lamp, and walked to Lin Miao's wife, followed by a middle-aged man who seemed to be a little familiar.

Xiaoxiao was praised happily and shyly, lowered her head evasively, habitually took Lin Miao's hand, and hid behind Lin Miao with half of her body. Wu Lindong bent down, glanced at Xiaoxiao's cute appearance, and asked Lin Miao with a smile: "Little prodigy, do you remember who I am?"

Lin Miao stared at Wu Lindong for a while, and finally remembered that the last time he and Luo Li went to Dongou University to record "Insects Flying", it was this person who led the way, it seems that he is a teacher at the Conservatory of Music of Dongou University, what is it called......

"Hmm. Lin Miao nodded, and replied in a milky voice, "Teacher Dongdong......"

Zhong Chuhui laughed when he heard this, and teased loudly: "Ha! Teacher Dongdong!"

"That's right!" Wu Lindong shouted, straightened up, stretched out his hand to Lin Miao and said, "Let's go, Teacher Dongdong will take you to class." ”

"I don't want to. Lin Miao pulled Xiaoxiao and squeaked twice and moved to Zhong Chuhui's side.

Zhong Chuhui smiled and took Lin Miao's hand, flirting with Wu Lindong: "You also bragged to me that you have a child, you have a fart!" While saying, he introduced to Jiang Ping: "Miao Miao's mother, he is my boyfriend, a teacher at Dongou University, who teaches music." ”

When Jiang Ping heard that it was gossip news, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Wu Lindong a few more times.

It's a pity that Wu Lindong looks average, and the aura of a university teacher can only be regarded as a normal job in the eyes of Jiang Ping now, and there is nothing particularly noteworthy.

Jiang Ping's excitement disappeared in an instant like a meteor, and she just politely said to Wu Lindong: "Hello." Wu Lindong was also a little restrained in front of "Mrs. Lin", and replied well, and then reported his name to his family, and then had no further thoughts of greetings.

Several people entered the gate of the Children's Palace.

Jiang Ping is anxious and her steps are fast, Zhong Chuhui let go of Lin Miao's hand, followed Jiang Ping, and told her that there is a big company in Xiangjiang that plans to make a movie, "Worm Flying" has been confirmed as one of the theme songs of the movie, maybe when, Xiangjiang may send someone over and sign a contract with Lao Lin - the name of the original author of "Worm Flying" has been changed from Lin Miao and Zhong Chuhui to Lao Lin and Zhong Chuhui. The reason for changing the signature is also very simple, that is, the father originally planned to give this song to his son as a gift, but now that it involves cross-regional copyright issues, it is better to change it back.

Naturally, the domestic copyright department has nothing to say. Of course, great writers have great feelings, and this kind of thing will also be a celebrity anecdote in the future, everyone has come out to serve the country, why should it be difficult for an official to be an official.

Jiang Ping, who had never seen the world, heard that Xiangjiang was coming, and finally came to her senses, and excitedly asked Zhong Chuhui about the details.

Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao held hands and were left behind by Jiang Ping.

Wu Lindong deliberately distanced himself from Jiang Ping, walked behind, and teased the child: "Miao Miao, I heard that you are in junior high school?"

"Uh-huh......" the shoes chirped.

"I'm in junior high school, and I still wear these shoes, are they naïve?"

"When I'm old and don't have self-knowledge, it's called naïve to pretend to be tender everywhere, I'm different, I know that I'm young and cute, I'm going to dress up with my excellent hardware conditions, it's not called naïve, it's called aesthetics. Lin Miao moved her steps, and her shoes continued to chirp.

Wu Lindong was educated by Lin Miao, and his face couldn't help but be a little unbearable, and he smiled dryly: "Then what's the use of your aesthetics?"

Lin Miao hated wasting time with the bar spirit the most, and replied indifferently: "You can get countless aunts and sisters to touch and hug, as well as thousands of girls' kisses, do you envy it?"

Wu Lindong was speechless, unable to cry or laugh.

This little kid, is he childlike or precocious......

Lin Miao stopped after letting go of his big move, but he was pecked coldly on his cheek.

Xiaoxiao held Lin Miao and stared at her with big eyes, looking shy and excited.

Lin Miao looked at the doll-like authentic young lady unexpectedly and strangely, and said with a smile: "What are you doing......"

Xiaoxiao was a little scared, and explained weakly: "You said kiss......