Jin Xuan shamelessly lowered himself to a higher rank, but his expression was still noble and cold when he looked at "Uncle Hannibal", and the male god style on his body was about to overflow: "Sorry to bother, I'm here to find Wu Chenghe, can I meet him?" ”

Hannibal narrowed his eyes dangerously and took his move, but did not intend to let him in: "He's reviewing his homework, is there anything I can convey?" ”

"Can I tell him personally?" Jin Xuan's words were very polite, but his attitude was extremely strong. ωωω.? ωχ?. σяg Are you still watching today? His Barbary lion stood beside him, its translucent amber eyes staring coldly at the black chestnut eagle on Hannibal's shoulder, and although it did not rush into the room because of its master's oppression, its heavy snort was a sign that it was in a very unhappy mood.

Wu Chenghe stood behind Hannibal, completely blocked by his tall figure, but his heart was very uncomfortable. Although he has always respected and appreciated his father, it does not mean that he will let others arrange his own life. He was seventeen years old, and as guardian Hannibal had the right to counsel and advise, but not to make decisions for him. Not to mention that he didn't plan to fall in love with Jin Xuan, even if he did, Hannibal couldn't simply and rudely forbid them to meet.

So Wu Chenghe didn't give Hannibal a chance to interfere with him again, and before he refused Jin Xuan, he said, "I'm here." ”

When Jin Xuan heard his voice, his eyes immediately lit up, and he saw him over Hannibal's shoulder, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly: "Oh, that's great." ”

Wu Chenghe really couldn't see him like this, so he asked expressionlessly, "What are you looking for me?" ”

As his father's authority was challenged, Hannibal's brows furrowed obviously, but in the end, he still gave Wu Chenghe face, sideways and let the two of them meet, but his whole body began to exude a cold anger. In the high-dimensional space, his black chestnut eagle let out a warning roar, and the feathers on his neck stood up dangerously.

Receiving its threat, Jin Xuan's lion immediately bared its fangs. This thing has the same perfect refining ability as its owner, usually facing Wu Chenghe and the quantum beast he can't see, it is all kinds of cute and flattering, and the outsiders are immediately transformed into the king Style, and the black chestnut eagle let out a low bluff.

Jin Xuan let his little friends intimidate the black chestnut carving of his father-in-law, and he himself faced Wu Chenghe, but the expression on his face was so gentle that he was about to drip water, and took out a beautifully bound envelope from his pocket: "For you." ”

"What is it?" Wu Chenghe took the envelope, opened it, and found that it was a very delicate hollow metal ticket.

"Tomorrow night, on the reconstructed platform in the south of the outer ring, there will be my art performance, which is a VIP ticket." Jin Xuan said, paused, and said seriously, "I'm looking forward to you coming." ”

Wu Chenghe didn't know anything about art, and he was even more incompetent in appreciating performance art, so he hesitated to take the ticket: "I'm sorry, I have a lot of homework to make up, and I may not be able to go." ”

"You can think about it, the seat has already been reserved for you anyway." Jin Xuan didn't force him, "Call me before noon, I will ask the assistant to pick you up, the show starts at seven o'clock in the evening and ends at nine o'clock, and I will send you back on time before ten o'clock." ”

“…… Let me think about it. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, Jin Xuan in a normal state seems to have a kind of strength that cannot be refused, proper, gentle, and polite, not at all like him playing a scoundrel, Wu Chenghe's words of refusal slipped to his mouth, and he couldn't say it.

"Then I'll go first." Jin Xuan's gaze gently stopped on his face for a moment, then turned to Hannibal, and immediately became serious, "I'm sorry, because there are several opposition performers, I'm afraid it will cause you psychological discomfort, so I won't invite you to watch it, please forgive me." ”

Hannibal's face became more and more ugly as the two of them began to speak, and now the dark clouds were overhead, and he said in a deep voice: "No, I am not interested in your art at all...... Are you done? ”

"That's it." Jin Xuan bowed his head politely, "Uncle, see you again." He took a step back and said to Wu Chenghe with a smile: "Good night, good dreams." ”

You could be a little more affectionate! Wu Chenghe covered his heart and trembled, expecting that he was about to face the storm of his cheap father, so he said angrily: "See you again!" "Get out!

After sending off the uninvited guests, the father and son returned to the living room, and Wu Chenghe sat on the sofa and continued to review his homework. Hannibal brought the peeled fruit to him, sat down on the sofa chair diagonally opposite him, and made a long gesture: "Chari." ”

"Huh?" Wu Chenghe has long been mentally prepared - it is a father who finds out that his son is being chased by a murderer, and he must talk to him about life.

"Are you going to see Jin Xuan's performance?" Hannibal asked calmly.

"I'll think about it." Wu Chenghe said, "He said that I can decide before noon tomorrow, and I will reply to him on time." ”

Hannibal was a little surprised by his calm and calm attitude, he had always thought that this child was well-behaved and shy, and would never disobey the arrangements of adults, and only now did he feel that he was a very assertive and very good negotiator.

"I hope you don't go." In any case, Hannibal still wants to prevent him from getting close to Jin Xuan, not only because Jin Xuan is Jin Xuan's younger brother, but also for more important reasons......

"I'll take your opinion into account." Wu Chenghe said sincerely, "Xie Lu thanks for your suggestion. ”

"Charry......" Hannibal wanted to say something. Wu Seung-hyuk interrupted him and said gently but firmly, "I think I can make my own decisions, Dad." ”

Hannibal was holding a small fork and picking fruit, and his hand shook violently, and the two words instantly pierced his cranial nerves like high-voltage electricity, making him feel tingling from head to toe, and his heartbeat almost missed a beat.

"Daddy".

This is the first time Wu Chenghe has called him that, although Wu Chenghe will call him that in front of outsiders, he has never called him in person.

Hannibal gasped quietly, handed the small fork with the fruit fork to his son, reluctantly hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Very good, you are an adult, you should make your own decisions, sorry I have some ...... Some overreact. ”

"It's okay, I understand." Wu Chenghe's "Dad" was only called unintentionally, and he felt a little embarrassed after he said it, but whether it was blood or legal, Hannibal was his father, and there was really nothing wrong with calling him so. He took the fruit and said, "Thank you." ”

Hannibal touched his head and turned to go upstairs. The black chestnut eagle didn't go with him, squatting on the back of the sofa next to Wu Chenghe, hesitating to touch him. Wu Chenghe quietly gave it a hint to "go away", and it flew away.

After menarche, Wu Chenghe obviously felt that his hypnotic ability had improved, although it didn't work well for strong-willed powerhouses like Jin Xuan and Hannibal, but it worked very well for the little quantum beast boys.

Because he missed too many classes, Wu Chenghe studied late and went to sleep, and he fell into a dream as soon as he touched his pillow. It was already midnight when Hannibal returned to his bedroom after finishing his official duties, and found his son sleeping in the corner of the big bed with the quilt rolled up, like a chrysalis. Little by little, he pulled the quilt out of his son's arms, put it back on him, and lay down gently beside him.

Hannibal put his hands on the back of his head and looked at his sleeping son. He is only seventeen years old, a late bloomer of Chinese descent who looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is already an adult, with his own thoughts, his own likes and dislikes, and his own love and affection in the future. Although he can't get too close to anyone if he wants to hide his identity, man is not an animal, he has feelings, and if there is an excellent object to chase him, he will fall sooner or later.

It can't be allowed.

[No one can snatch him away, and anyone who dares to have such thoughts will disappear]

The next day was Valentine's Day, Wu Chenghe got up early in the morning, felt frightened for no reason, his right eyelid trembled uncontrollably, and he felt better after taking a shower with cold water for a while.

Hannibal never mentioned Jin Xuan again, and had breakfast with him as usual, and then went to work at the military headquarters. Wu Chenghe sent him out, and when he turned around, he dialed Jin Xuan's phone and told him that he lacked too much homework and needed to tutor, so he couldn't go to his performance.

In fact, Wu Chenghe made such a decision a long time ago, and he had a-for-tat confrontation with Hannibal last night, just to show that he wanted to solve the problem independently.

After Wu Chenghe finished speaking, Jin Xuan was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and asked, "Don't you like me to do such a performance?" ”

Wu Chenghe thought that he was not familiar enough to dictate his life plan, and said thoughtfully: "I just don't know how to appreciate it, it's not that there is a problem with your performance." ”

Jin Xuan was silent for a while and asked, "Then what kind of people do you admire?" Or what kind of life? ”

Wu Chenghe thought about it and felt that this kind of thing should be answered well, so he said: "I'm just an ordinary person, although I ...... But I still yearn for an ordinary life, and I hope to improve the lives of ordinary people like me through some concrete methods, such as becoming a doctor. I have a lot of respect for your performance art, but sorry, there may be a bit of disagreement in terms of values. ”

Jin Xuan was silent for a little longer this time, and only said for a long time: "I know the truth." After a short pause, he said: "Actually, the kind of life you are talking about, using specific methods to change the world, I am also doing it." ”

Wu Chenghe thought of his major, his research topic, and had to admit that his achievements in industry were actually very good, but in art they were a little more rebellious.

In other words, the existence of some people is so unreasonable.

"Have a great weekend." Jin Xuan didn't stalk and quickly hung up the phone. Wu Chenghe watched the fluorescence in his palm dim, and put down a big stone in his heart, but he didn't know what to do and felt a little faintly lost.

But soon, he found that he was really self-inflicted, and the reason why he didn't kill Matt was not because he planned to let him go, but because there were more murderous tricks waiting for him!

Eight hours later, on Valentine's Day, the entire Gabriel Harbor, and even the entire Dunkel Federation, went into a frenzy for Wu Chenghe. After the show that night, rotten eggs and soda bottles were thrown around the VIP seat, which had been empty because of his absence, and it was sifted by desperate fans with various knives. The next morning, a sturdy woman even bought the chair, dismantled it back, poured fuel oil, and burned it into a piece of charcoal in Gabriel's largest public square!

All of this stems from one reason - the great God King announced that he is retiring from the art world!

The reason is that he is in love with someone who says he doesn't appreciate his art.

There is a kind of lying gun, called the love enemy of the whole people, and Wu Chenghe has become a sinner through the ages without knowing it.

The author has something to say: under the inspiration of Dr. Wu, Kill Matt took the first step to recover from mental illness!

If President Jin Zhe knew about this matter, he would definitely give Dr. Wu a Silver Star Medal!

Some people say that killing Matt is very shocking, which is true, but in fact, Jin Xuan is generally not a mainstream killer Matt, he is more like a rebellious artist, a rock youth and the like, but in the eyes of the old-fashioned witch doctor, he is just equated with killing Matt.

It's really not easy to find a suitable picture, but a reader mentioned OLD's first illustration before, and I feel that style does have a certain representativeness, so it is as follows:

The following address leads to the Brainwashing Divine Comedy "Killing Matt Meets Washing, Scissor and Blowing", and those with low thunder points should enter with caution.......

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