Don't go, I heard that you have a good relationship with Mr. Shan. ”

Ling Qi smiled and blocked the path of silence, took out a business card from his pocket and stuffed it: "I am Ling Qi, Ph.D. from the University of Tokyo, and the director of the live broadcast of Wanwan. He is also an elementary school classmate of Mr. Shan. ”

Silent did not answer the business card, but his eyes were absolutely indifferent.

Ling Qi patted his chest and confessed truthfully: "I can't hide it, I've always been thinking about Mr. Shan all these years, and this time I returned to China for him." In the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely visit Mr. Shan and develop a relationship with him. ”

There was no word, like an air-conditioned sculpture, leaving Ling Qi's line of sight.

Ling Qi chuckled.

Team WD, it's a lot of fun.

Well, well, Ling Qi raised the corners of his mouth, he was always really interested in the mountain.

The mountain always left too many indelible shadows on Ling Qi's childhood.

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"Ling Qi."

"Ling Qi."

Mr. Shan returned to the backstage lounge, pondering this person's name, always feeling a little familiar.

"Damn! It can't be the dead fat man! The faces of elementary school classmates popped up in Mr. Shan's mind - elementary school classmates, Ling Xiaoqi, used to be fat as a ball of meatballs, and he walked and jumped.

The fat man was eating snacks next to him, and raised his little eyes faintly: "Mr. Shan, I'm right next to you, there's no need to scold people like this..."

Smash the drops, and still look down on the fat man? I'm eating your rice!

Chu Xiaoxi put down the mineral water bottle and asked curiously, "Mr. Shan, who did you meet just now?" ”

Mr. Shan grinned toothily and tilted his head: "My elementary school classmate, I used to be very fat, and I almost didn't recognize it after losing weight." Back then, he was moved to tears by me. ”

After so many years, Mr. Shan can't remember the names and appearances of his elementary and junior high school classmates. Only this "Ling Xiaoqi" was impressed.

One is that it was because of saving this dead fat man that Mr. Shan had an indelible fear of thunder and lightning.

The second reason is that this fat man once tugged on the sleeve of Mr. Shan, and was moved to a lot of tears.

"Moved to tears?" Chu Xiaoxi became more and more curious.

Mr. Shan laughed twice and told the glorious deeds of primary school: "I wrote an essay in elementary school, and once scored 59 points, out of 60 points. The description of my deceased grandfather is particularly touching. Teachers circulated it throughout the grade and printed it on small sheets of paper for all students to read. ”

Mr. Shan's small essay describes that he went to his grandfather's funeral: When he came home from school, Mr. Shan sat on the bus sullenly, remembering the bits and pieces he had spent with his grandfather, and tears flowed slowly. When he returned home, Mr. Shan saw the black coffin and the familiar face in the coffin, and Mr. Shan also wrote his views on life and death.

This small essay touched the teachers and students of the whole school.

The most touched was Ling Xiaoqi, who was moved to tears by Mr. Shan's sincere little composition, grabbed Mr. Shan's sleeve, and said that he would take good care of his deceased grandfather.

For several days, the fat man Ling Xiaoqi followed Mr. Shan, going to and from school all the way, saying that he wanted to be the spiritual pillar of Mr. Shan.

"Then he has been following you all the time, going to and from school together?" Chu Xiaoxi tilted her little head, it was hard to imagine that Mr. Shan could still write such a good composition.

Mr. Shan grabbed his hair: "No, you followed me for a week, and I never followed me again." ”

Chu Xiaoxi was surprised: "Why?" ”

Mr. Shan coughed embarrassedly: "Because one day, my grandfather came to pick me up from school." ”

God knows, when all the teachers saw Grandpa Shan...

When the old man learned about the cause and effect of the incident, he was so angry that his white beard was upturned, he picked up his crutches, and slammed the ass three times.