Leng Qiao was thinking about it, but he heard anxious footsteps behind him. Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of emotion: "It seems that the number of people who have signed up this year has increased a lot compared with previous years, Leng Qiao, what are you thinking about this little guy?"

Leng Qiao looked at the strange people with various hair colors in the light curtain with some curiosity: "Uncle, is it true that the hair color of all abnormal people is different?, why is my hair color light blue, but I heard the old man Naning say that I have the blood of an all-powerful person, and the hair color should be very bright, but in my case, is it ......?"

Zhuang Bufeng stepped forward and touched Leng Qiao's head: "Child, you don't know, when your grandfather passed it on to you, because he was worried that your weak body would not be able to bear it, it was sealed on the day of your full moon. As he spoke, he casually stopped the flying wings.

Leng Qiao saw an old flying wing hovering in front of him: "Yes, is there any other reason?"

Seeing the glass window of the flying wing, a somewhat aged face was looking over here, and at the same time, an elegant music floated out of the flying wing: "Ling Xue Flying Wing driver Mo Hongyan welcomes you to ride, please take care of your children with parents." ”

Zhuang Bufeng wanted Leng Qiao to explain the reason, and at the same time took Leng Qiao's little hand and walked into the silver hatch that had just fallen: "The reason why your hair color is light blue now is because the ability that your grandfather passed on to you at that time was only the blue wave seal that was not controlled. ”

Leng Qiao nodded: "I see!"

Zhuang Bufeng first hugged the child on the side of the child seat, and the safety protection system was activated. The cold bridge was steadily stuck by a few silver tentacles, and the cabin was sealed.

Zhuang Bufeng casually handed a Lingxi coin to the middle-aged woman with long fiery red hair in front of him: "Go to the Meiyi clothing store on Shengzhuang Street." When passing by the gift shop in front of you, stop for a moment. ”

Immediately after that, his microphone advantage was fully exploited, and he quickly turned his head and winked at Leng Qiao: "So now your hair color is the color of the blue wave, but as you get older, your ability to unblock will increase." ”

Leng Qiao nodded with some admiration: "Uncle, I just found out now that you can talk to two people at the same time without panting for ten minutes." You can go to the mainland deep-sea diving team to try your lung capacity. There is no long word for you. ”

Zhuang Bufeng was about to speak, and the middle-aged woman in front of her, who called herself Mo Hongyan, suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuang Bufeng, and her eyes were fixed on Leng Qiao's cute face: "This friend, why don't you take your children to Zhuying Square to sign up for the children's ability training camp?"

Zhuang Bufeng immediately changed the topic: "This eldest sister, I am the uncle of this child, and I came out this time to get the recommendation letter needed for registration." ”

Leng Qiao frowned and looked at Mo Hongyan who was touching a somewhat old screen, and leaned forward to tilt his head: "Aunt Hongyan, your flying wings have expired, looking at your main control board that is about to deteriorate, I am really a little chilled." ”

Mo Hongyan raised her long hair dissatisfied: "Child, if your words are half as cute as your face, it is not a problem for Auntie to give you some appropriate reductions and exemptions from ticket fees." ”

Leng Qiao squeezed out a smile at him: "If you are half as young as I thought, I can also consider choosing to ride your failed flying wing." As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand to Mo Hongyan.

Mo Hongyan looked at Leng Qiao indifferently: "What do you mean?"

Leng Qiao's little hand stretched forward again: "You don't understand just one meaning, is it menopause early?"

Mo Hongyan was about to return the money to Leng Qiao, but after hearing what he said, she suddenly changed her mind: "Auntie only tells you one sentence, sometimes, you have to pay a price for hurting people, and in return, your fare is regarded as my loss fee." ”

Leng Qiao's nose crooked, and then suddenly sour. Tears fell in an instant: "My uncle has just lost his job, and his job is gone, and the family depends on him for food, Aunt Mo, you have pity on us!"

Mo Hongyan suddenly remembered that she also had a child about the same age as him, but because of work, she had no time to take care of him. The original attitude towards the cold bridge has changed significantly.

Zhuang Bufeng, who was beside Leng Qiao, took out a tissue to wipe his tears for him, and lost no time in criticizing Leng Qiao, and explained to Mo Hongyan: "Leng Qiao, this kid, is really naughty, it's my responsibility as a parent! ”

Hearing the uncle's complaint, Leng Qiao cried even more painfully: "Uncle, even you are angry with me." ”

Mo Hongyan looked at Leng Qiao in the back row with pity, and shook the crumpled spirit rhino coin in front of Leng Qiao in his hand: "Okay, don't cry, children, take your money well, remember not to treat strangers with your heart-breaking attitude in the future, otherwise, the bitter fruit will not only make you shed tears." ”

Zhuang Bufeng on the side saw that Leng Qiao accepted the money returned to him by Mo Hongyan, and hurriedly picked up the child and walked to the landing suspension.

At the door of the Wei Appreciation Apartment, Zhuang Bufeng looked at Leng Qiao with some surprise: "Why don't you cry when you fly your wings?"

Leng Qiao proudly thought that Zhuang Bufeng raised the spirit rhino coin in his hand, and said: "If I don't do that, can your money be returned to me?"

Zhuang Bufeng shook his head with a sigh: "Now it seems that you have become an adult, and I have become a child, if you hadn't hurt others in the flying wings just now, how would you end up now?"

Leng Qiao snorted: "Don't you feel that you are down-to-earth, don't worry, look at me." As he spoke, he looked at Zhuang Bufeng beside him a little lazily, then turned around and glanced at the dazzling flying wings in the sky, and his eyes fell on a golden flying wing that was slowing down and approaching: "Huh! It seems that my charm is still greater, do you guess that golden flying wing will stop next to us?"

Zhuang Bufeng shook his head lightly: "How do I feel that the Spirit Rhino Coin in your hand is more shining." But I think even if the wings stop next to us, it's probably not because of your charm, but because of ......."

Leng Qiao looked at him disdainfully: "Could it be because of your intelligence?" I just want to tell you, don't scare away the flying wings I just recruited. ”

Zhuang Bufeng was about to say something, but saw the golden wings hovering steadily above the Appreciation Apartment, and after the suspension fell to the ground, he walked down a young man holding a toy box in one hand.

The young man was dressed in professional clothes, and walked towards the two of them in the dazzling light of Phantom Wei, this person was Lin Xin's father, Lin Zihao, and behind him, a middle-aged man fell from the cockpit.

Leng Qiao was still arguing with Zhuang Bufeng: "See, the driver picked us up in person, isn't it because of my charm?"

Zhuang Bufeng looked at Leng Qiao indifferently: "Can I tell the truth?"

I saw Lin Zihao walking to Leng Qiao's side: "Are you just Leng Qiao?" I remember that when I left Peony City two years ago, you had just learned to speak, and now it seems that you already have the charm that ordinary adults have." In order to thank you for helping Lin Xin contact me, I can meet one condition for you, say it!"

Leng Qiao pointed to the driver behind him: "We are about to go out, can you let your driver give us a ride?"

Lin Zihao stretched out a big hand with a smile and touched Leng Qiao's head: "Do you want to go out?"

Zhuang Bufeng looked at Lin Zihao: "Zihao, are you finally back? It seems that in the past two years, have you done a good job in the field?"

Leng Qiao sighed heavily: "How could Uncle Lin make a mistake? How could he be like you, he can't even keep such a small job, do you think you did something wrong?"

Zhuang Bufeng glared at Leng Qiao: "Are you embarrassed to say? Isn't it because you, a loser? The really wrong person doesn't reflect, but he pours cold water on the right person here." ”

Lin Zihao looked at Leng Qiao: "Okay, I heard that the recruitment of new recruits in this year's Sailing Training Camp is very hot, Brother Bufeng, I don't know if you are ready to sign up for Leng Qiao?"

Zhuang Bufeng nodded: "I was about to go to the Meiyi clothing store to get a letter of recommendation for this loser, don't say it, if it's too late, the letter of recommendation may become a joke and leave." ”

Lin Zihao beckoned his driver to travel for the two of them for free throughout the whole process, and pinched Leng Qiao's naughty round face, then turned around and walked towards the apartment of Appreciation of the Rose.

In the Meiyi clothing store, Leng Qiao stood respectfully in front of Uncle Ning with a gift box in both hands: "Boss Ning, this is a little bit of the younger generation's heart, and I hope you can accept it." ”

Uncle Ning casually crossed the gift offered by Leng Qiao: "Actually, when you're not naughty, you're quite cute! So, you agree to accept the recommendation of the Snake Blade Group?"

Leng Qiao tried to recall what Zhuang Bufeng taught him just now, and nodded obediently, and Zhuang Bufeng on the side lost no time in stepping forward to talk: "This, Uncle Ning." Brother Zhou said to help me recommend a job to you, I wonder if he has ever talked to you?"

Uncle Ning slowly rode from the rocking chair, looked at Zhuang Bufeng, and casually took out a dark green crystal card from his storage watch and handed it to Leng Qiao: "Uh...... Let me think!"

I saw him frowning and trying to ponder while arranging the few gray hairs left on his head.

Leng Qiao on the side casually threw the letter of recommendation to Zhuang Bufeng: "Ok! Uncle, it's done!"

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at Ning Lao with a slight mockery: "Let me guess, I guess it's Senior Ning's Alzheimer's disease again, uncle, do you say it?"

Zhuang Bufeng hurriedly signaled, but these words were keenly captured by Ning Lao, he raised his head and looked at Leng Qiao lightly: "I don't want you to repay your kindness, I just hope that you don't be ungrateful, understand?"

Leng Qiao watched Zhuang Bufeng throw the letter of recommendation into the storage watch, and then tilted his head and glanced at Ning Lao: "You don't take a picture of yourself with your head, just rely on your letter of recommendation? Is it a favor or a grudge, is it a bit early to make a conclusion now? Why do you want me to report it, besides, won't the gift be given to you? How do you want me to report it, do you want me to hug your bald head?"