Zhu Juntang sat under the sun with her legs crossed, listening to Qin Yanan talk about her plan. She nodded from time to time and knocked her chin on her knee.
"So you did so many things behind my back." Zhu Juntang was very angry. Are we still sisters?
"You refused to tell me at that time, didn't you? You even said it was related to the important process of human evolution. "Qin Yanan was a little embarrassed, but she still had some confidence to refute Zhu Juntang.
"I wasn't sure at that time, and he refused to admit it!" Zhu Juntang was also a little embarrassed. Her original anger was not so full of confidence.
Qin Yanan hit Zhu Juntang, and Zhu Juntang pushed Qin Yanan. The two looked at each other, smiled, and hugged.
"It turns out that your sleepwalking is not simple. I told you that my feeling was not wrong. I was fooled by you this morning, but now it's okay. I don't want my sister to really become another person." Qin Yanan talked about her plan, and she also told Zhu Juntang this big secret. Since both of them were interested in Liu Changan, two cobblers were better than one Zhuge Liang … It was not necessarily true. After all, Zhu Juntang often dragged others down.
"You know what to do, right? Anyway, don't expose yourself." Qin Yanan was worried, so she pulled Zhu Juntang to practice a few times. The key was to make her pay attention to her expression and tone, and Liu Changan was not so easy to fool.
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…
Liu Changan dismantled the drone in the morning, and finally installed it back, but he found that there were a few more parts, and he didn't know what they were for.
After being stunned for a while, Liu Changan dismantled the drone into a pile again and threw it into a toolbox. As for the problem of the positioning chip in the drone, he didn't care about it. The image of him jumping up and grabbing the drone yesterday must have been transmitted back. Even though the drone couldn't fly, the signal transmission was still working. How could they not know that it was Liu Changan who did it?
As for those bats, they were not discovered by Liu Changan.
Liu Changan remembered a legend about bats:
A long time ago, in the war between birds and beasts, the bat first watched, and when the birds gained the upper hand, it ran over and joined the bird army. Later, the situation changed, and it ran to the beast army, saying that it was a flying mouse, and it used its body to feed its offspring. It said that it would always be loyal to the beasts, but when the birds won, the eagle put out a warrant for the bat, so the bat was scared and hid in a cave.
It turned out that the bat had such a dark history in history, so it deserved to die. Liu Changan had some realization.
Liu Changan and Zhou Shuling went to sell powder together, and they only came back in the afternoon. He saw Zhu Juntang waiting for him under the Chinese parasol tree with a serious face.
"What's the matter?" Liu Changan dismantled the door plank. His plan for the afternoon was to glue the surface of the oil-paper umbrella.
"Of course, don't I know how to take an afternoon nap in my room?" Zhu Juntang yawned, looking a little sleepy, but she didn't move too much, because if she moved too much, it would be a little rude. If she moved a little less, she would look a little cute in a daze.
"You're right." Liu Changan agreed.
"I'm very sleepy, because I didn't sleep well last night." Zhu Juntang continued to act sleepy, stretching a little more, but it was still in the category of cute in a daze … at least she thought so.
"I noticed that your throat is very deep when you yawn, and I can see the mucous membranes of your stomach and esophagus. It seems that you rinsed your mouth after eating, and I don't see any food residue." Liu Changan casually observed.
Zhu Juntang's expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly covered her mouth. Liu Changan must be teasing her, she didn't yawn in such an exaggerated manner!
"Why don't you ask me why I didn't sleep well last night?" Liu Changan was too annoying, and Zhu Juntang didn't plan to be angry for the time being. She had to endure the humiliation.
"Why didn't you sleep well last night?" Liu Changan satisfied her, even though he didn't care if she slept well, but for a creature like the fairy in front of him, if he didn't want her to become a chirping hen, he could just go along with her and send her away as soon as possible.
"Last night, Qin Yanan sleepwalked again." Zhu Juntang lowered her voice and leaned close to Liu Changan's cheek, "Do you remember that time I told you that I personally experienced her sleepwalking? Although she fooled me later, last night I was sure that her sleepwalking was not that simple! "
Liu Changan poked Zhu Juntang's cheek with the umbrella frame in his hand, asking her to stay away from him. Did she think that she could casually talk to others just because she rinsed her mouth after eating and the fresh and fragrant taste in her lips? How rude.
"Of course sleepwalking is not simple. Sleepwalking involves both physical and psychological triggers, and any symptoms related to the brain are not simple." After poking Zhu Juntang away, Liu Changan continued to busy himself with his actions.
Zhu Juntang touched her cheek. Girls were very sensitive to small gestures. She had long discovered that, in addition to being very close to his little girlfriend and being able to accept Zhou Dongdong's hugs, Liu Changan would not hesitate to obviously dislike other girls when they were close to him.
But Zhu Juntang didn't do it on purpose! Who would want to be close to him? Who asked him to not have a disgusting smell on him? It was not her fault. She just unconsciously felt that the smell on his body was very comfortable.
Zhu Juntang continued to endure the humiliation and said, "Look at the video."
Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang with a slightly puzzled look. He looked at the phone screen that Zhu Juntang handed over. It seemed to be a surveillance video, and it was not very clear.
"Why did you install a surveillance camera in your room?"
"Of course there is a surveillance camera in my room, but no one except me has the authority to access the surveillance video data. If there is no problem with my safety, these data will be deleted within a specified time," Zhu Juntang said matter-of-factly. "Look at the video!"
Liu Changan continued to watch the video. Although the video was not very clear, he could see that it was Zhu Juntang's bedroom. The curtains were drawn, and it seemed to be nighttime. Zhu Juntang and Qin Yanan were lying side by side in their pajamas, one on the left and the other on the right. The corners of the quilt were also neatly pressed. This was not strange … Wasn't it normal for Zhu Juntang to have a servant tidy up the corners of the quilt when she slept?
In the video, Qin Yanan got up and slowly walked out of the range of the surveillance camera. When she came back, not only did she change into a cheongsam, but she was also holding an oil-paper umbrella!
Qin Yanan held the oil-paper umbrella and walked around the room. After a while, she put down the oil-paper umbrella and was motionless. When the video ended, she finally sat down slowly on the bed and lay down.
"That's it?" Liu Changan said with slight disappointment, "There's no strange atmosphere at all. It's not as good as the ghost possession situation you described the other day."
"Don't you think it's strange to hold an umbrella while sleepwalking? Umbrella, umbrella … This umbrella has the function of summoning and guiding the soul in superstition, right? " Zhu Juntang felt a little embarrassed, but she immediately adjusted and spoke slowly in a creepy tone.
"Sorry, the revolution on the mainland is more thorough. Even if we have never eliminated superstitious activities, compared to your side, we are still far behind … Do you know? Many of us watch horror movies, and when we watch horror movies, the screen is full of: prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, fairness, rule of law, patriotism, professionalism, integrity, friendliness … When you go back, copy the core values of socialism and let Qin Yanan stick it to her body when she sleeps at night. You can also copy it yourself and stick it at the entrance of Baolong Center. "
After Liu Changan finished speaking, he waved his hand and gestured for Zhu Juntang to play on the side.
Zhu Juntang was at a loss. "You … Why don't you care about Qin Yanan at all?"
"Aren't you worried that she is possessed by ghosts? I have already told you what to do. If you don't believe me, you can go find a professional mage. I remember that when Baolong Center opened, they invited a mage to perform rituals. Why don't you go find that master? "
"I think you should go to the top of Mount Lu for a night and observe Qin Yanan's sleepwalking situation." Zhu Juntang revealed her true intention.
"I won't go."
"Ah …" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan in a daze. How could he be so decisive? It was completely different from what she had imagined.
Liu Changan continued to do his own thing.
Zhu Juntang didn't know how to react for a moment, so she stood by and looked at Liu Changan.
The umbrella that Liu Changan used was made of high-quality peach blossom paper, which was soaked in persimmon paint and pasted on the umbrella frame one by one.
Persimmon paint was made when the oil persimmon was green. It was mashed and squeezed out persimmon juice. This thing was rarely made. Fortunately, logistics were now developed, and online shopping was very convenient. It saved a lot of effort.
After pasting the umbrella, Liu Changan placed the oil-paper umbrella on the top of the transport vehicle and pressed a brick against the umbrella handle to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.
Liu Changan didn't pay attention to Zhu Juntang, so Zhu Juntang had to go back.
"Who told you to add fuel to the fire? Just follow what I said. Didn't I tell you not to say a word or do one more thing after showing him the video?" After listening to Zhu Juntang's report, Qin Yanan was very helpless. "Any lie is very detailed, because the liar will add a lot of details to try to make people feel that it is credible. So, in turn, when you add fuel to the fire, with Liu Changan's IQ, will he believe it?"
"He won't?" It turned out that he didn't believe it! Zhu Juntang suddenly understood and was a little annoyed. "What you said is very reasonable. In the past, when Liu Changan told me stories, because what he said was true, he rarely said too many details. I filled in the details myself in my mind."
"You like to act in your mind. It doesn't matter if you tell him the truth or not." Qin Yanan shook her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Forget it. I will think of another way."
"What else do you have?" Zhu Juntang immediately became interested and pointed to herself. "This time, I will not let you down. It will be a piece of cake!"
"I don't need you."
"Ah!"
"Don't ruin my plan. Anyway, I will tell you what the situation is."
"Okay … but I suggest you use the element of seduction."
"Seduce your head. He likes young girls like you."
"You are also young and tender!"
Qin Yanan drove back to the top of the mountain. On the way, she had thought of a few ways. Zhu Juntang had already alerted the enemy today.
In addition to her probing yesterday, Liu Changan must have been vigilant and knew that there was a possibility of his identity being exposed.
Qin Yanan felt that Liu Changan didn't need to hide his identity in front of her. However, for Liu Changan, he might not feel the need to let her know.
It was all in his mind. It had nothing to do with benefits. It was just his mood and will. She had to work hard in this aspect.
If he was willing to admit that he was Ye Chenyu, Qin Yanan would also tell him her ultimate secret. Perhaps only he would know what was going on.
Qin Yanan got out of the car and saw Ma Weiming again. Ma Weiming actually came to the top of the mountain. This time, his face didn't look good. He looked a little dispirited. It seemed that "Ye Chenyu" had beaten him seriously last time.
Ma Weiming also brought more than ten bodyguards. There was no doubt that compared to making Qin Yanan feel disgusted, safety came first. If he lost his life, what was the point of keeping an impression in Qin Yanan's heart?
Qin Yanan still only nodded to Ma Weiming. She was about to press the elevator button when Ma Weiming said, "Miss Qin, please wait."
Qin Yanan was a little confused, but her upbringing made her look like she was waiting to listen. Her finger was still on the elevator button. The meaning was also very clear. If you have something to say, say it quickly.
"I'm very sorry. Recently, I've caused you a lot of trouble. I sincerely apologize here." Ma Weiming waved away the bodyguards supporting him. He stubbornly steadied himself and bowed in apology.
Qin Yanan didn't care if he was pretending or not. But Ma Weiming didn't have the confidence to go back on his words in front of her. So she nodded and didn't say much. She walked into the elevator.
When the elevator door closed, Qin Yanan looked at Ma Weiming, maintaining a reserved and indifferent polite smile.
Ma Weiming saw the elevator door close and then stood up. He turned around with a gloomy expression.
He was beaten up on the top of the mountain. The first investigation turned up nothing. The second time, Ma Weiming called the police. Not only did he use his father's connections, but he also went directly to the Lushan District. As an entrepreneur who returned to his hometown to invest, he was repeatedly beaten up for no reason. What kind of investment environment was this?
As a thriving unicorn enterprise, any place would welcome such an enterprise to settle down. Moreover, the matter of Ma Weiming being beaten up was indeed very strange. Who would be so free to beat up a rich young and successful tycoon with a rich background?
Even though to avoid some policies, the enterprise that settled in Junsha wasn't under Ma Weiming's name, and the equity relationship was clearly not related to Ma Weiming.
With the local authorities stepping in, many investigations were much more convenient. But just as quickly, Ma Weiming's father, Ma Xingguo, was called to see Qin Yanan's father.
After Ma Xingguo returned, he brought Ma Weiming to the study.
Ma Weiming saw that his father's expression was stern. Although it wasn't the kind of feeling of impending disaster, it was rare for him to be serious.
"In this matter, first of all, you harassed Qin Yanan, and that's why you were beaten up. You have to understand the cause and effect, right and wrong, "Ma Xingguo said to Ma Weiming.
"What?" Ma Weiming was very surprised. This was because Ma Xingguo had always supported him in pursuing Qin Yanan. Moreover, Ma Xingguo was very sure that Qin Yanan's parents didn't care about her love and marriage. Qin Yanan's father had also praised Ma Weiming as a young and promising entrepreneur. He was very welcome to contribute to Junsha and Xiangnan's economy.
"The person who beat you is the fiancé that Old Master Qin found for Qin Yanan. He's someone that Old Master Qin has his eyes on, so … this kind of jealousy, and you're not in the right. Don't do it anymore." Ma Weiming said calmly. When he left Qin Yanan's father's office, he didn't have this kind of expression.
However, he also knew that his son was the one who was at a disadvantage. The Qin family wouldn't punish him because of this matter. He was in a high position and had his own magnanimity. A warning was enough. There wouldn't be any follow-up, so he didn't have to worry and tremble in fear.
However, if he didn't care about what his son did and continued to find trouble with others, it would become a provocation. The nature of the matter would be different.
Ma Xingguo didn't have the guts, so he also wanted to warn his son that no matter how famous Ma Weiming's company was, he didn't have the right to be like the chairman of Bao Jun Group, chatting and laughing with Qin Yanan's father.
Now was the time to be a man with his tail between his legs.
"Old Master Qin … The Old Master Qin who lives in Jinling now?" Ma Weiming was shocked. "Even if he's Qin Yanan's fiancé, how did our investigation alarm Qin Yanan's father?"
This didn't make sense. Ma Weiming wasn't a rookie. The more powerful a person was, the more they wouldn't act rashly. Such a small matter alarmed him?
"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Ma Xingguo still had some dignity in front of his son. He snorted angrily. "He's Qin Yanan's fiancé. If it were you, and there's a man squatting at your fiancé's door every day, wouldn't you beat him up? So, this beating was for nothing. You have nothing to say! "
Ma Weiming really had nothing to say. He felt a wave of depression in his heart. This was the first time he experienced the frustration and anger of being suppressed by a more powerful background.
After Ma Weiming apologized to Qin Yanan, he knew that he would never come back to Lu Shan Mountain again. However, one day, he would definitely let Qin Yanan know how dazzling the man she looked down on back then was!
The river flows east for thirty years, and the river flows west for thirty years. Don't bully the young for being poor.
Jun Sha City was divided by the river, so it was really called River East and River West.
River East was the traditional old city. River West used to be called the countryside, and the people from River East often looked down on the people from River West.
Now that River East continued to develop the economic development zone, River West was also developing well. Because of the university town and all kinds of excellent educational resources, environmental resources, and many places in River West were envied by the people from River East.
Liu Changan made oil paper umbrellas for the whole afternoon. After dinner, he didn't go to the mahjong parlor again. He walked around the district and didn't see any drones or bats. He felt it was a pity.
If there were drones, he could dismantle them again to compare the internal structure. He also searched for some related information on the internet. He had a better understanding of drones, and his interest was even greater. However, with his current financial resources, it was beyond his ability to buy a drone that didn't look like a toy.
Liu Changan did not care much about his poverty. After a short walk, he put the drone problem behind him and began to run. Anyway, he had been running less recently. He ran from the east side of the river to the west side of the river, along the riverside scenic belt to the Silver Basin Ridge Bridge. After a long detour, he even passed by the old zinc factory where he had a friendly match with the Pierre and Guy brothers last time, and they accidentally fell into a well.
I wish you all the best in heaven. Liu Changan even offered a brief condolence.
Liu Changan remembered the name Nikola Tesla. In the nine-year compulsory education and high school, this name was the name of a physicist. In the mouth of Keith and Pierre, this name was a biomedical research center.
In Liu Changan's memory, this was a red-haired girl with the temperament of an English island. She invited Liu Changan to see the atomic explosion, and then she was probably killed by the atomic explosion. Liu Changan only felt strange, but he wasn't sad. He didn't have a deep impression of her.
As a physicist, Nikola Tesla died in 1943. Then the red-haired girl Nikola Tesla appeared, and she came to find Liu Changan.
Now, there was another Nikola Tesla Biological Research Center looking for Liu Changan.
These three might be related. Liu Changan continued to run while looking for information related to the name "Nikola Tesla," derivative novels, and even anime characters.
After a while, Liu Changan received a message from a girl who hadn't texted him frequently for a while.
"Uncle, why don't you reply to people's messages?"
"The message you sent me last time was unclear and messy. How could I reply?"
"Hehe, you're actually here."
"Yeah."
"My mom said she added you on WeChat. Did you chat with her?"
"No."
"Oh, I wanted to ask you today. What do you think of 'Li Bai and Du Fu'?"
"This is Guo Moruo's questioning of Du Fu. At that time, many people called Du Fu the poet of the people. Guo Moruo didn't think it was a problem to call him the poet of the people, but to call him the poet of the people, he thought he should question whether Du Fu was qualified."
"I've been writing something recently that touches on this issue. Can you tell me more about it?"
Liu Changan was used to being a teacher. Compared to the girl's unclear tsundere and games, he was more willing to answer these questions.
"Guo Moruo's work mainly criticizes Xiao Difei's' Du Fu Research ', Feng Zhi's' Du Fu Biography ', and Fu Gengsheng's' Du Fu Poetry Theory '. These three books were regarded as representative works of Du Fu's research at that time. Guo Moruo wrote this book as a dialogue with these three authors. He believed that Du Fu maintained the current system and advocated discipline. Whether it was the emperor or the people, they had to work under the current system …"
Liu Changan typed for a while. While running, he pinched his throat, changed his voice, and started a voice chat with her. He told her some of his views and reminded her of the many information Guo Moruo had found on the Internet. He reminded her to take note of those "stories" related to Guo Moruo. Where did they come from, who spread them, and what kind of relationship the "masters" of these stories had with Guo Moruo, as well as the background of the times and the present.
This was a way of thinking about reading comprehension questions. It was a very simple and natural way of thinking. However, many people only remembered that "the author didn't know what he was thinking at that time" and used it to ridicule and ridicule him endlessly.
Liu Changan finished chatting with the girl. She was young after all, so she asked him many questions. In fact, as long as it was a serious conversation about current affairs and history, Liu Changan would not be slow to reply to her messages. However, many girls had a problem. As they chatted, they would become inexplicable.
For example, she would suddenly ask, "Do you think twin ponytails or a bun looks better?", "Do you think a cheongsam looks better on a fatter person or a taller person?", "Do you think it's better for a girl to be more mature or childish?", "Why didn't you reply to my messages?", "What are you doing?", etc. "Where are you?", and other meaningless questions.
Everyone, just say it.
After Liu Changan ran back to the east side of the river, he saw a funeral home's vehicle drive by, and a Maserati that he had just met stopped next to him.
Liu Changan stopped and looked at Zhongqing, who looked exhausted. "My condolences."
Liu Changan heard from Bai Hui that Qin Yanan was dragged by Zhu Juntang to watch the fun. The reason why he was sure that Qin Yanan was dragged there was obviously because only a fairy like Zhu Juntang would be interested in watching other people's funerals.
"It's a good death. What's there to be sad about?" Zhongqing showed a deliberate smile. Although it could not hide her exhaustion, it showed a kind of lazy charm.
"That's good. Be happy." Liu Changan said with sudden realization. He did not believe that death was the most important thing. If the person who deserved to die died, everyone would be happy. He would still take it out to tease and amuse others. Who cared about death?
"Let's have a drink together." Zhongqing bent down and changed his shoes in the car.
Hearing the word "bar", Liu Changan shook his head uninterestedly.
"I'll treat you to a midnight snack. I know you like to drink cold beer and eat crayfish." Zhongqing walked out of the car. As long as he was not with Zhu Juntang, Zhongqing wore black stockings most of the time.
Many people would easily associate black stockings with foot odor when they saw black stockings. It was a little vulgar. In fact, it was because many people saw black stockings that were worn by the neighbors around them. They might even have sewn lines. These black stockings were often only a few yuan or tens of yuan per pair. Compared to the exquisite and smooth black stockings worn by beautiful and well-off young women, could it be a kind of beauty?
Some dancing anchors and uploaders often bought a few yuan of black stockings to perform, which naturally affected the appearance of this kind of stocking.
"Okay." In this season, the aftertaste of heat was still steaming. Cold beer and crayfish still had a strong temptation. Liu Changan did not have any feelings for black stockings, but he was willing to accept the invitation to a midnight snack.
"Is Third Madam still following me?" Liu Changan asked casually.
Zhongqing hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Satisfied with her honesty, Liu Changan patted Zhongqing's shoulder. "Honest, let's not go home until we're drunk."
Of course, he would not make things difficult for her. At most, he would find Su Xiaocui again.
Zhongqing almost stumbled from his pat. This person was really … Zhongqing walked two steps faster and pointed to a midnight snack shop.
This kind of night snack shop with the river breeze and river scenery was very popular. After Liu Changan and Zhongqing sat down, Liu Changan did not look at the menu. "First, a dozen beers, three servings of crayfish, five skewers of kidney. Do you have butter? Come, come … "
"You can really eat." Zhongqing admired Liu Changan's appetite. He had already seen it. "I'll call Bai Hui over."
She was treating, and Liu Changan had no objections. She was the one waiting to eat, so she had to be conscious.
"My dad and my uncle died together. They got into a car accident while drunk driving, and the car caught fire. Because it was in the middle of the night, there was no time to rescue them. It was completely burned, and only some bones were left." Zhongqing said himself.
Liu Changan nodded. That was good.
"Don't you think I'm very unfilial? I'm not happy at all?" Zhongqing smiled presumptuously.
"No. There are reasons to be happy, and there are reasons to be sad. It's too stupid to think that others must behave in accordance with the so-called normal behavior. "Liu Changan shook his head.
"You're right. They deserved to die … "Zhongqing smiled." In the 90s, they still wanted a boy to carry on the family line. My mother had some problems when she gave birth to me, so she couldn't have another child. So that bastard and his family beat and scolded my mother every day. They wanted a divorce and wanted my mother to take me out of the house … "
"They're already dead. Evil has its retribution." Liu Changan interrupted Zhongqing's confession. "You have to understand that they don't even have their bones left, but you can work hard to live under the sun. It's more important to make yourself happy."
Zhong Qing was slightly surprised. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to comfort someone so seriously."
"You're treating me to supper. Don't tell me I don't know how to comfort people? Do I look like the kind of guy who doesn't know how to behave? "Liu Changan said matter-of-factly.
"The effect of this comfort seems to have decreased a lot." Zhongqing really smiled.
"Drink, drink."
Before the dishes and barbecue were served, the beer was brought first. It was not a lie to say that getting drunk solves all worries. Liu Changan gave Zhongqing a bottle. "Come, take the bottle and drink. Don't pour it out. It's troublesome."
The river breeze blew, and Zhongqing's long hair danced. He held the bottle and raised his head, looking very forthright.
When the dishes were served, Bai Hui rushed over. Seeing that Liu Changan was also there, she couldn't help but be a little reserved. She shyly pointed to her bag, indicating that it was the Hermes that she bought with Liu Changan at Baolong Center that day.
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