The suspect Li Mouping's upbringing is extremely ordinary, and there is nothing particularly outstanding. Therefore, the description of his record in the archives is also very boring. But under this bland boredom, Luo woke up and felt a deep coldness. So he felt that he needed to be warmed by the sun at the moment.

The master and mother still came very briskly, and Hum Ha Er will circle happily at her feet. Luo woke up and squatted down and rubbed gently. The wife was still so hearty and chatted with Luo Xing about some trivial things in the family, and it was not taboo to talk about the sacrificed husband and son during the period. Although there is still a little sadness in the words, it is more of a relief. Comfort yourself and hope that your husband and son in heaven are well!

Talking about some interesting things in the front yard is like talking about your own children, although "those children" are not small anymore. All of this makes her feel very satisfied, and she is sure of what tomorrow will bring.

Luo woke up and listened quietly while helping to beat his hands. From time to time, I will also cooperate and smile happily.

In fact, there is no need to clean it every day, but my wife basically comes every day as long as she is fine. These people in the backyard are also her children.

After his wife left, Luo woke up and ran in circles around Xiaolou, insisting on exercising was a habit he had developed over the years. He felt that his mood at the moment was like a mountain stream in the morning, clear and cheerful. Although it was twilight now, there was no obscurity in his heart.

While running, I was thinking about how I would "sneak into" the small group of uncles and aunts after going to the park tomorrow. He didn't think about the questions in the file now. Learning to let go is the first step to learning to control yourself.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xiaoling came back with Mu Han and Feng Guodong, and after the fat man rushed into the cafeteria, he began to complain endlessly.

"You Brother Zhang, I just have nothing to do. Sister Mu took a job and said that she was going to help, and I haven't been on the scene for a long time, so I asked your senior brother for a chance to appear. Who knew that Sister Mu had already ridden away, so I pulled on, "The madman is chasing after me." And guess what?"

Mu Han is the registered disciple of Uncle Guo in the front yard, and he is also the person in charge of the appraisal room. Proficient in traceology, ballistics, and handwriting identification. He is thirty-five years old this year. It is the "second dispatch" in the unit.

Sister Mu's personality is the same as her appearance, and she is also a very cool person. Although the work is all delicate work, I like the stimulation of speed. Everywhere I went, I rode a high-powered police motorcycle, or it was modified.

Luo woke up and looked at Zhang Xiaoling and smiled, not answering the fat man's words. Although he knew that the fat man would definitely continue, he still felt the need to restrain his curiosity.

Seeing that no one took over the stubble, Zhang Xiaoling, who felt bored, glanced at Luo and woke up. "Will you listen to the book? I didn't make a sound, did I deliberately put Brother Zhang on the stage?"

Luo woke up and looked at Zhang Xiaoling and continued to laugh.

Zhang Xiaoling sighed. "Looks like you've guessed it? "The madman" and I don't even smell the heat. I also complained that I didn't ask clearly, and the case that Sister Mu took was not a murder scene at all. It's an escape scene, which makes my brother and me happy in vain. ”

Luo woke up, and this time he cooperated very well and gave Zhang Fatzi a sympathetic look.

The next morning, Luo Xing quickly completed a series of processes such as making tea, watering flowers, and shining shoes alone. Walk straight through the park and hand the teacup to the master. The master is still dressed up as yesterday, but there is an old man in the pavilion.

Seeing that the master didn't mean to introduce, Luo woke up and lowered his head to ask: "If the master doesn't have any other instructions, then I'll continue to see the uncle and aunt?"

Li Boju frowned and didn't speak, but a chuckle came from inside the pavilion.

Luo Xing came to the open space halfway up the mountain, and there were already many people at this time.

Luo woke up and observed for a while, and determined his first goal. In the pavilion in the middle of the empty field, there was a group of ticket holders who were singing Peking Opera. There were seven or eight people. Blowing, playing, singing, guys gongs and drums, and the head and beard are complete. This is probably the most permanent small group around.

Luo Xing walked briskly through the clearing and into the small pavilion. I recalled several elements of emotional control in "The Self-cultivation of Actors", and at the moment when one foot was about to step into the small pavilion, my face instantly showed a slight excitement, surprise, and ecstatic joy. Like discovering a new continent, his eyes were full of surprise, and his face was hungry and thirsty.

For a moment, Luo woke up and was impressed by his acting talent. looked at several uncles who were also stunned in a daze, and forgot the lines they wanted to say. It seems that the actor can't be trained in a day? "Professor Bu"'s "air fall" must also be a flash of inspiration after thousands of tempering.

"Next to the field, the nest is burning you. The bowl of onions and rats is crooked, and the boots of the North Well are poured. Nest hate, insects, flowers, and chrysanthemums. Chinese -opera. Luo Xing has been exposed to the compound of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs since he was a child, and he feels that he has a talent for language. At present, I learned the accents of those "foreign" foreigners who came to Beijing for the first time, and created a set of "Tangshan Henan Flavor" foreign language. He now sets himself the role of a "Chinese foreigner" international student.

For Luo Xing's superb acting skills, the uncles are very faceless. The guys who put down their hands looked at each other, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"I'll it. The accent is too heavy, and the uncles are blindfolded. Is it too much?" said Law, scratching his head.

A slender jade hand suddenly appeared in front of him, sliding up and down in front of him. followed by a fat face that was shiny and slippery.

He said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Tonyro. I came to Beijing from tens of thousands of miles away to learn Chinese. I admire Chinese opera. Please advise. After speaking, he turned his head and said to Luo Xing, "Is that what you mean?"

"I'll it again! Where did this dead fat man come from? Sincerely stir up peace with my brother, right?" Luo woke up and continued to remain ignorant, looking at Zhang Xiaoling in a daze.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that I have translated it very well. He's adored stupid. ”

Luo Xing nodded, still looking at Zhang Fatzi in a daze.

I saw Zhang Xiaoling with his upper body open and wearing a white half-sleeved shirt. Inside the shirt was a hurdle vest with hole-in-the-hole eyes printed with the word "sanitation", and a large enamel jar in his hand. There was also a red armband of a "health inspector" pinned to the sleeve of his shirt, and a broken straw hat that had been lifted and rolled up on his head.

"I'll go again. This dead fat man is obviously prepared? Is this model? Is the Environmental Sanitation Bureau already so rich? This fat man must have come from learning to "see." He doesn't have the restriction of "no external force", this is deliberately angry with me?!"

"Hello!excuse me;---" Zhang Xiaoling continued to maintain a daze when he saw Luo wake up, and shook his hand in front of Luo Xing with a smile.

"I'm your uncle!" Luo woke up and gritted his teeth in his heart and scolded Zhang Fatzi. Suddenly, he came back to his senses and said to Zhang Xiaoling in English: "Why did you come here? Aren't you sincere in making trouble? You still make my tea jar drink water? Besides, is there a fat sanitation worker like you?"

Zhang Fatzi's smile became brighter and brighter. He also replied in English: "I saw that your tea jar matched my current look very well, so I borrowed it." I'm not messing with you, I'm practicing my observations on my own. Besides, if I don't come to help you translate, won't you be able to act?hahaha~~ It's here, right? Look at the brother? Look at the look of the brother? brother is the acting school. ”

After speaking, he ignored Luo and woke up, turned his head to a few masters who were still in a daze, and said, "Tang Niro said that he admires the artistic attainments of several masters. I want to worship a few uncles as teachers. Learn to sing Peking Opera. ”

Luo woke up and nodded cooperatively, and clasped his fists at several uncles. Turning his head and continuing to say to Zhang Fatzi in English: "What kind of shit acting skills are you, you have been exposed." Your sanitation worker is so fluent in spoken English? Or is it "Shaanxi London dialect"!?"

Zhang Xiaoling replied without showing weakness: "That's because you don't have much knowledge! Brother is a sanitation worker with a high professional title! Can a British garbage digger speak "Beijing Mandarin"? Brother, this is called quality! Do you see me?"

After listening to Zhang Xiaoling's "translation", several old men refused with a smile. One of them, a thin old man with medium stature and fair skin, pinched the orchid and pointed at Luo Xing with a "coquettish smile" and said: "You haven't passed the language level, what else do you learn Peking Opera? Peking Opera is a correct and round language, and as for the hands, eyes, body, law, and steps, they are later." Learn to speak first, shall we?"

How can there be such an old "rabbit master"? Luo woke up and sneered, and then continued to let Zhang Xiaoling pretend to translate.

Zhang Fatzi smiled and translated to several masters: "Tang Niro said that he came here every day just to listen and watch, and promised not to disturb the interest of several masters." For the sake of the great unity of the people of the world, I think a few masters can respond first. If you have any trouble in the future, you can come to me, and I will be responsible for the hygiene of our area from now on. If this kid is a piece of trash, I promise I'll sweep him back wherever he came from. ”

Luo woke up and resisted the urge to press Zhang Fatzi on the ground and rub and rub again, and gave a Luo circle to several masters. Qiang Yan nodded again and again with a smile, and continued to pretend to be stupid. No way, completing the homework assigned by the teacher is the first priority.

"Fatty, let's see you later!" greeted Zhang Fatzi in his heart, and his mouth still had to follow the fat man's words: "Yes!" Very yes! ”

Zhang Xiaoling took over with a smile, "A few masters, you can probably understand what you said, right? It seems that this handsome little guy has a talent for language, and this progress is very fast." ”

Luo woke up and stretched out his increasingly stiff smile as much as possible, and continued to maintain a cute appearance, "Fat rabbit, let's see!"