Recalling Chen Yimo and Luo Yun's figure, and then looked at Zhao Zicheng, who was still smirking, he couldn't help but shudder for the rest of his life.

One day in the future, a gorilla stood in front of him, holding a photo and proudly said, "Look, was Lao Tzu handsome back then?" ”

It's creepy to think about.

The main thing is... Yu Sheng was suddenly a little curious, Luo Yun, what Chen Yimo looked like before entering the Lingwu Academy.

Suddenly, Zhao Zicheng's mobile phone rang.

Yu Sheng looked at the text on it and interrupted Zhao Zicheng's brain: "Or, you take a look at the new news?" ”

Zhao Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at it.

"I..."

"Holy!"

"The Ink Academy sent me an invitation !! for the assessment"

Zhao Zicheng's face flushed, slapped the coffee table, and shouted excitedly.

I didn't even care if my hands hurt or not...

Yu Sheng pointed to the coffee table and muttered for two seconds: "Your phone is broken." ”

Zhao Zicheng slapped the table with the hand holding the mobile phone.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter!"

"I'm also a glorious ancestor now, and in the future, my father, the little director of the security department, will shout an adult when he sees me!"

"Let him give me meetings every day and give me lessons!"

"After I graduate, I must find a way to come back and be the city lord of Mobei City, and I will hold meetings for him every day when the time comes!"

The corners of Zhao Zicheng's mouth had a cruel smile.

It's hard to imagine what happens to all of you at home.

"But your invitation to the assessment. Still in the phone. ”

Yu Sheng thought about it and said.

The smile on Zhao Zicheng's face gradually stiffened, and he raised his head tremblingly, looking at the unrecognizable mobile phone, wanting to cry without tears.

"It's just that the screen is broken."

"It can still be repaired."

Soon he breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the sofa a little out of breath, looking like he had survived the catastrophe.

His forehead was covered with sweat.

But people always like to be cheap.

"What is this called?"

"Don't die!"

"Hehe, in the near future, my name will spread throughout the entire human race... Zhao Zicheng! ”

"In the coming decades, the story of the human race will be written by me."

"Because I'm... Zhao Zicheng! ”

Some proudly got up, put on a handsome pose, and raised his flowing hair, closing his eyes, as if he had been intoxicated.

The rest of his life just watched, a little silent.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop a little unconsciously.

A slightly hideous voice sounded from behind him.

"It turns out..."

"Your name is Zhao Zicheng???"

The voice was obviously suppressing his tyrannical emotions, gritting his teeth, and saying word by word.

It's like a scene before a volcanic eruption.

Zhao Zicheng turned around a little dazedly, and saw... It's a slightly familiar face.

"You are..."

Zhao Zicheng asked subconsciously.

The middle-aged man smiled and stared at him: "I am the molesting woman in your mouth, the hooligan who was sent into the private room by your own hands, Yu Sanshui." ”

"If it weren't for my old looks... My old friend ransomed me, and I really can't repay you so quickly for your report. ”

"The world... It's so small. ”

Although Yu Sanshui was smiling, his eyes were constantly searching in the room.

Soon picked up a mop in the corner...

"Uncle!"

"Uncle, listen to me, I can explain it."

"I could... Really can! ”

"Damn, this mop hasn't been washed in years."

"I'll withdraw for the rest of my life, and I'll call later."

Zhao Zicheng covered his head and fled in embarrassment, still shouting in his mouth.

"Uncle, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, you remember, don't bully young people to be poor!"

Zhao Zicheng's figure had already run away, but the shouts before leaving were still echoing in the room.

Yu Sanshui panted and threw down the mop, slammed the door, and kept cursing in his mouth: "What kind of person!" ”

"Lao Tzu just looks at palmistry, just report me."

"Why are you so nosy."

"Is it really his family who opened the guard division?"

"Do you know this man?"

While scolding, Yu Sanshui looked at Yu Sheng and asked.

Yu Sheng nodded calmly: "Well, his father is the director of the Security Department." ”

Yu Sanshui's hand holding the door frame was weak, and he almost fell to the ground: "You say... Say what? ”

He was visibly flustered.

Did you just talk a little loud?

The rest of his life was silent, and he didn't respond to anything more.

"By the way, I heard that I took the exam recently, how did I do in the exam?"

Yu Sanshui smiled a little embarrassedly, looked at Yu Sheng and asked.

Yu Sheng nodded: "It's okay." ”

"It's okay, it's okay."

Yu Sanshui muttered two sentences in his mouth, and the room was quiet again, and the atmosphere was slightly weird.

Yu Sheng's cell phone rang.

Pick it up.

Looking at the message sent from above, Yu Sheng was a little distracted, and his hand subconsciously touched the schoolbag.

Get up, carry your school bag, and walk out the door.

"Why are you going?"

Yu Sanshui had just changed into pajamas, looked at Yu Sheng's back, and asked.

The rest of his life did not stop: "Do things." ”

"Oh."

"Then you... Be careful..."

Yu Sanshui hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.

It's just that when I say this, the rest of my life has already gone away.

Shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile, Yu Sanshui sat on the sofa, his nose twitched slightly, and he frowned slightly.

Bending down, looking at the blood stains on the edge of the coffee table, he quickly sat up straight again.

Leaning on the sofa, humming a little song in his mouth, he took out his mobile phone, rummaged through numbers, and finally found one to dial.

"Hey, it's me..."

Yu Sanshui's voice was a little low, and his expression gradually became serious.

It's hard to get serious.

"I swear, I've really been on a business trip these days, so I'll call you just when I get home!"

"How is it possible, you are all I have."

"Really, I don't lie to you."

"Okay, wait for me at home, I'll be there."

Hang up.

Yu Sanshui got up violently, opened the wardrobe, carefully selected clothes, and changed into sportswear.

Free, casual, and with the maturity of a middle-aged person.

Charismatic.

straightened his hairstyle in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and soon became a little distressed: "Alas, sometimes too much charm is also a distress." ”

"Xiaoli... Hey..."

"I'm coming!"

A little profligate smiled, coughed, put his face back on his face, thought about it, and pulled out another pair of glasses and put them on.

Then he went out and left.