When he settled the account and walked out, Lu Mingfei's eyes kept staring at Xia Di's trouser pocket, and his little brain was full of doubts.

How many things are in that shallow trouser pocket?

Keys, wallets, glucose powder, mobile phones, chewing gum, stomach pills......

Obviously, from the outside, Bianbian didn't have anything to say, could it be that Uncle's trouser pocket was actually Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket?

I don't know if I can pull out an arbitrary door and let him go back to sleep first......

Wait a minute!

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered, it seems that the reason why he went out was to take his uncle around the community, and now that the morning has passed, he hasn't gone back, isn't he going to be misunderstood that he is playing crazy outside?

Uncle and aunt don't have to go to work today, and when he goes back, I'm afraid it won't be a mixed training for men and women.

Thinking of the terrifying scene like Tang Seng chanting, Lu Mingfei was frightened, and hurriedly grabbed Xia Di's clothes and said, "Uncle, you can borrow my mobile phone, I want to call my uncle and tell me to go back later." ”

Since it is already an established fact that he has been criticized, then he can go back later if he can go back later, at least he can maintain today's good mood until the evening.

"Don't worry, I've already said hello to your uncle." Xia Di shook Faiz's transformation phone, saying that he had already arranged it.

"Huh? When did you say that, how did I not know? Lu Mingfei thought that Uncle Xia was in his sight all day, how could he have time to call, and he had never revealed his uncle's mobile phone number!

Also, how could the uncle just listen to the neighbor's uncle and stop asking, didn't he even think to listen to his lovely nephew's voice before making a decision?

Or is it that the reason why he can easily gain his uncle's trust is because he is really sent by the state...... Enough is enough, stop getting nervous! Hurry up and put an end to this childish fantasy!

The boy struggled to suppress his extraordinarily divergent thoughts, and he felt that sooner or later he would be dragged down by this overactive brain cell, and become a fool who was always whimsical.

Xia Di, who was suspected of being a personal bodyguard, smiled mysteriously, neither answered his question, nor gave him his mobile phone: "Hehe, this is the method of adults, and children still don't need to know too much." ”

As he spoke, he put the mobile phone in his pocket, and under Lu Mingfei's gaze, the trouser pocket was like a black hole that swallowed everything, and the supple fabric did not change after swallowing the mobile phone.

He reached out to pat it, but Xia Di grabbed his wrist.

"This is my unique spell, if you want to learn it, you have to pay the tuition."

With these words, Lu Mingfei immediately let go of the idea of continuing to explore the truth.

It's not because he has no money, it's purely because he is afraid that he will rob Xia's business after learning, and he will be responsible for it when he has no money to make.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Xia Di smiled and took out a bottle of Coke from his pocket: "Hey, my mouth is a little dry for this meal, do you want to drink some ice Coke?" ”

Lu Mingfei: Σ(っ°Д°; )っ

"Coach, I want to learn this!"

In this era when fantasy fairy tales were not yet popular, the concept of storage artifacts was not widely known, even though the magic power of the sleeve appeared more than once in Journey to the West, most people only remember that there was a sand monk who picked up luggage in the four-person group.

And as the saying goes, it is better to believe it than not to believe it, even if Lu Mingfei feels that this is just a close-up magic trick that he has never seen before, he is happy to learn a hand, and he is not overwhelmed by his skills.

Maybe in the future, when he goes to school, he can pretend to be a magician and win the admiration of his classmates.

"The children can be taught." Xia Di nodded with satisfaction, and put his helmet on the head of the young man who was longing: "Don't worry, the tuition fee doesn't cost money, as long as you complete the training task I set, I will teach it to you." ”

"A word?"

"It's a deal!"

……

In the afternoon, the Children's Palace.

A silver-gray BMW X5 stopped at the door, and a dark-haired teenager stepped out of the back seat.

He wore Adidas' new tracksuit and carried a golf bag in his hand.

The young man nodded at the driver, and after waiting for the other party to turn around and leave, he turned around and walked towards the children's palace with the gate open.

The sun shone on this handsome but expressionless face, and his dark eyes were like a secluded pool that was inaccessible, and no one could stir up the slightest ripple.

Walking into the gate of the Children's Palace, the scorching sun was cut off, Chu Zihang looked at the lively crowd, and silently carried his bag to the kendo class not far away.

When he was a child, he was ridiculed by his classmates because of his parents' divorce, because the other party was strong and had learned karate, which was an existence that he could not defeat for the time being, so he came to the Children's Palace to learn kendo and wanted to make himself strong.

He has always learned things very quickly, and the teacher of the Kendo class of the Children's Palace is not a particularly strong kendo master, and he teaches some basic swordsmanship, which can be mastered easily.

paid 3600 tuition, a total of 36 class hours, Chu Zihang also learned 36 class hours of swordsmanship, and practiced by himself in the days to come.

Although he is invincible all over the Children's Palace, there is no need to retake the swordsmanship course at all, but he also comes here from time to time to practice and learn from his former teacher.

In fact, in his plan, today should have been to read a book at home for an afternoon and practice a few pages. But last night my mother and a few of her best friends partyed all night, and finally slept drunk on the sofa and carpet in the living room.

If he stays at home now, he will face a group of hot moms who are extremely difficult after a hangover, and they always like to hold him in their arms and kiss him hard, and then talk about snatching him away from his mother and taking him home to raise him personally.

His godmothers, like his own mothers, are big girls who don't make people worry, so he can only choose to avoid if he can't resist.

Anyway, there is a nanny at home to take care of her, and before he leaves, he also asked the nanny to warm the milk, so that she can drink it when her mother wakes up.

It's a pity that even though he was very careful before leaving, he was still noticed by his mother, and kissed him on the face in a daze before letting him go, which also made him take a while to wipe the lip prints on his face before going out.

Walking into the door of the kendo class, he was about to put on his indoor shoes and go to the changing room to change into a kendo uniform, when several twelve or thirteen-year-old boys greeted him.

Their faces were a little anxious, and they looked at Chu Zihang as if they had seen a savior: "Senior Brother Chu, it's not good, someone is coming to kick the hall!" ”

"What? Someone coming to kick the gym? Chu Zihang stopped what he was doing, his eyes a little suspicious.

Kicking the gym to the Children's Palace?

He was a little curious, what kind of person would be bored and come to the Children's Palace to kick the hall?

There are all young children here, even if you want to kick the gym, you have to find a martial arts hall that recruits adults, right, what kind of ability is it to bully children.

He took out his bamboo knife from his golf bag and held it in his hand: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Just now, when the class owner let us train in a team freely, a good-looking big brother broke in with a boy, found the class owner and said that he wanted to borrow the venue and equipment here."

"The class master disagrees?"

"That big brother said that this is to teach the boy he brought a peerless swordsmanship, and to keep the students of our kendo class beating the students of our kendo class after he finishes learning, and the class master heard that this made them leave mellowly."

"And then?"

"The big brother said that they could give money, but they would just borrow the venue and not damage anything, but the class owner disagreed, so he changed his mind and said that he wanted to kick the gym."

Chu Zihang raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this, and somehow suddenly remembered a person, who was also so casual and unruly...... Stick to the old ways.

After a general understanding of the situation, he followed a few teenagers to the training ground and saw what they called their handsome big brothers.

The man looked tall but not overly strong, and his black tracksuit was inconspicuous among the many black and white kendo training uniforms, but his wild and uninhibited momentum made him the center of the entire training ground.

I saw him holding a broom stick in his hand, looking at the class master with an ugly face with a wide range of eyes, and he said something arrogant to the extreme:

"I heard that you have a Juvenile Palace Sword Saint here, do you dare to come out and let me check if there is any moisture?"