"Run, don't be scary with me," Zhengji patted the white lion's head and took a step, and the white lion really followed the pace of Zhengji.

The route of Zhengji running is not a place with many people, the place where he lives is originally a special area, Yuqing District, so the greening is very good, the environment is also very quiet, his running route is to his manor as the center, around this residential area about ten kilometers of a circle of a circle.

Although there are not many people, the combination of Masaki and the white lion still attracts the attention of many people, after all, a white lion-like creature the size of a cow suddenly appeared in the street, which gave people more than just a shock.

If it weren't for the white lion's tight obedience and political discipline, I believe someone would have been tempted to call the police.

"Hey! Dude, you're so handsome, what kind of dog is this? A young man who was also jogging in the morning caught up, keeping a certain distance from Masaki, and asked curiously mixed with envy, in his eyes, walking such a giant dog was simply too windy.

"Snow mastiff," Masaki replied without looking back, continuing his run.

"Dude, do you still have this dog? I mean, twins or the same kind? Seeing the curiosity of the hunt, the man itched to follow the pace of Zhengji, gasping and asked.

"This is the only one, and it will not be transferred" Zhengji shook his head and directly opened his mouth to give him a closed door.

"Just one," the man heard Masaki's answer, his face showed a hint of disappointment, and he stopped running with Masaki, stopped, and watched the figure of a man and a dog gradually disappear, and he didn't mention how much money he spent to buy it, because the people who lived in this area, he knew that there would be no shortage of money.

"Hey! Politician boy! Slow down! Come over to me and show me what you are? Suddenly, a familiar voice came and Masaki stopped.

"Ding Lao? Why are you here? Zhengji followed the sound and looked, under the tree, an old man was wearing a white practice uniform and slowly pulling his body, looking at him with a smile, it was Ding Lao.

"Why can't I be here, I can't go out for morning exercises when I'm old?" Ding Lao slapped Zhengji's shoulder, squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"No, isn't it a little surprise that I haven't seen you for a long time?" Masaki grinned.

"Bastard, when you come back, you won't come to see me there, and you're embarrassed to say that you haven't seen me for a long time," Ding Lao raised his eyebrows, glared at Zhengji and said, and then suddenly changed to a smile like a mask: "However, what you kid does in Tibet is authentic!" Solved a troublesome matter for the country, thanks to this old bastard this time, he is planted! ”

As for the matter of the Zen Xi Temple, Ding Lao, as the founder, still knew that Zhengji had completed the task perfectly in Tibet, and he also received a report, and after hearing that Dalai was captured alive by Zhengji, he was even more happy to find the old guys to drink for a day.

"It's all supposed to be done, you can't just take advantage and don't do anything, right?" Zhengji said with a smile, if you exclude the patriotic sentiment of being a Chinese, this can actually be regarded as an exchange.

"I've never worried about you from the beginning, this kind of task, for you, it's as easy as walking a dog, sometimes I really think it's a mistake to let your kid wander around, I really want to squeeze out all your kid's abilities," Ding Lao said with a joke, others may not know, he knows the strength of Zhengji, for the first task sent to Zhengji by Zenxi Temple, he has never been worried.

"Don't! Ding Lao, you still let me be idle for a few years, if there is anything that can't be done, I won't be too late to make a move", Zhengji hurriedly waved his hand and said, although he admired Zero Zero Seven when he was a child, but when he came to himself, he didn't want to be tired and half dead running all day long.

"Your lazy temperament is really a headache, come, help me," With the help of Zhengji, Ding Lao slowly removed his leg from the tree.

"People are old, they can't run, they can only pull their muscles, this is a Tibetan mastiff?" Ding Lao slowed down, then looked down at the white lion lying at Zhengji's feet, and said with great interest.

"Well, snow mastiff, you grew up in the snowy mountains, or Ding Lao, you have insight," Zhengji nodded.

"Fart's knowledge, I won't tell you, my grandson likes these hunting dogs Tibetan mastiff or something, he also raised one, I look like you, but his Tibetan mastiff is not even half the size of yours", Ding Lao shook his head and said, as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched the white lion's head.

Zhengji didn't stop it, and let Ding Lao's palm touch the white lion's forehead, but this scene was so anxious that he had been paying attention to the secret service here not far away, and his hands were moved to the waist bulging, if the white lion took a bite, it was difficult to say whether his chief's hand could be saved.

Zhengji smiled at him, he could see the identity of the person's bodyguard at a glance, think about it, how can there be no one to protect people like Ding Lao?

"Good dog, Zhengji, you are very obedient", Ding Lao's hand was removed from the white lion's head, and the white lion's obedience made Ding Lao's eyes light up, and he said with a smile, this scene relieved the special service not far away.

"Born and spiritual", Zheng Jitian shamelessly boasted of himself.

"If you haven't eaten, let's go, go to my house, soy milk fritters, be full", Ding Lao straightened his waist and said without objection from political discipline.

Zhengji hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and helped Ding Lao to walk towards the house belonging to Ding Lao not far away, where Ding Lao and Song Lao both lived.

Ding Lao's home is similar to the layout of Song's old family, the layout is also based on greening, there are not many people in the family, they all go to work, go out, Ding Lei is not there, only Ding Lao is left at home alone, Ding Lao's wife has passed away more than 20 years ago, and then he has not continued the string, and he has lived alone until now.

Ten golden fritters, plus two bowls of old tofu, became the breakfast for the two of them in the morning.

Zhengji took a bite of the fritters, his eyes lit up, the outside was charred and the inside was crispy, and the taste was quite good, "Ding Lao, where did you buy it?" I'll try it later."

Ding Lao showed a smile and shook his head and said: "There are no roadside stalls here, this is made by my master, his churros skills are quite good, if you like it, I will ask someone to send some to your house in the morning."

"Then it's troublesome for Ding Lao, I'm not polite to you", Zhengji is not hypocritical, hehe smiled, three times and two times a fritter into his stomach, and Ding Lao only ate half of it.

"In the end, you young people can eat it, like when I was young, I could eat seven or eight fritters at a time, sometimes people don't accept it!" , Ding Lao watched Zhengji eat seven fritters in one go, and then looked at the one in his hand that he hadn't eaten yet, and said with emotion.

After breakfast, chatting with Ding Lao for a while, Zhengji returned home, Liu Lu had already left, she still had morning classes to attend, naturally she couldn't compare with Zhengji's "unemployed vagrant", he was left alone at home, he was idle and had nothing to do, he decided to go out for a walk, he was an idle master.

Liu Lu was listening to the lecture in the classroom, and suddenly felt someone walk in behind her, and quietly sat in the vacant seat not far from her, wearing a hat, burying her head low, and couldn't see her face clearly.

The professor was speaking on the stage, not noticing the figure at the back door of the classroom.

Liu Lu looked at the figure suspiciously, always feeling very familiar, and suddenly saw the person raise his head for a moment, she couldn't help but open her mouth, revealing a look of crying and laughing, because it was none other than Zhengji, who was wearing a beard and makeup.

"How could he come to himself? Aren't you afraid of others finding out? Liu Lu was pleasantly surprised, but also a little strange.

"This classmate, please answer my question," Suddenly, the professor's voice on the stage came, pointing in the direction of Liu Lu and said.

"Me?" Liu Lu looked around, other people's eyes were on her, and the professor's eyes were also on her, there was no doubt that it was her who coincidentally or not.

"Yes, this is this classmate, what are the three major contents of Western economics?" The professor nodded again in acknowledgement.

Liu Lu stood up a little embarrassed, she was distracted just now, where did she know what the professor was talking about, and she didn't know how to answer.

Obviously, this scene was also discovered by the professor, and he showed a look of dissatisfaction, but he was helpless, "Okay, you sit down and listen carefully."

Liu Lu sat down with a red face, and when she saw Zhengji looking at her narrowly, she couldn't help waving her little fist at Zhengji and made an angry expression.

Masaki made an expression of admitting his mistake and raised his hand in surrender.

The interaction between the two was carried out in secret, and not many people noticed, but all this entered the eyes of one person, no one else, it was Liu Lu's roommate Li Yao, who was the second to see the identity of Zhengji after Liu Lu.

There was a hint of surprise on her face, but she was forcibly pressed down by herself, Zhengji came here obviously to see Liu Lu coming, she didn't want to rush in, pretending not to see it and continue to listen to the class, but her heart didn't listen to it at all, Zhengji, who was still at the Lhasa Charity Gala a few days ago, would come here in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but give her a dream-like unreal feeling, and it seemed that she was looking for Liu Lu.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel envious and jealous in her heart, since the last time she went to Zhengji's house, she became more and more demonic and envious of Liu Lu, when she saw Lin Xinru's performance of Zhengji at the party, she still had a trace of joy, if Lin Xinru can insert it, then it means that Zhengji is not so fond of Liu Lu, so it means that others will also have a chance.

But now looking at the appearance of the two of them flirting, she knows that the relationship between Liu Lu and Zhengji has been reconciled.

In a class, Liu Lu and Li Yao didn't listen to a word, one was quiet in the happiness of the arrival of political discipline, and the other was constantly thinking nonsense.