Chapter 86: A forest of swords and guns
“By the way, while everyone is here, there is something I want to tell you.”
After thinking for a long time, Meng Lang finally made up his mind and said .
“What’s the matter?” Lin Haitang looked over in confusion.
“I’m ready to move.”
"Clang!" The sound of plates falling came from the kitchen.
The room was silent for a moment, and both women looked at him in astonishment.
Obviously, this news is a bit sudden.
Lin Haitang was silent for a long time, his eyes a little complicated, but in the end he smiled and nodded slowly.
"Yes! I can understand, we will also help when we move."
"Hmph!" Yan Weiwei snorted and turned her head, muttering in a low voice, "We are renting again, trouble..."
For a time, the room was filled with sadness of farewell.
"Uncle, do you really want to move away?" Xiao Yu also walked out of the kitchen at this time, looking very depressed.
"Xiao Yu! Meng Lang has his own considerations." Lin Haitang shook his head at Xiao Yu.
“Oh!” Xiao Yu lowered her head and said nothing.
This reaction... is really the same as what was said in the book...
Meng Lang suddenly smiled when he saw Xiao Yu's expression of being about to cry.
"Haha! I want to move, but I didn't say it would be too far away. I plan to find a community nearby."
"Huh?" Xiao Yu suddenly raised her head in surprise. . "Really?"
"Yeah! And I think it's best for you to change your place to live. After all, there's a mixed bag here. It would be good for Xiaoyu to change to a safer neighborhood."
These words were said to Lin Haitang.
Lin Haitang frowned, seeming to be thinking about Meng Lang's suggestion.
Yan Weiwei’s eyes lit up and she took the opportunity to encourage.
“Yes! Haitang, I told you to move in with me. Firstly, I can protect Xiaoyu. Secondly, I don’t have to order takeout every day. Thirdly, we can get along day and night and strengthen our relationship. It’s simply Perfect!
Ahem! Of course, this is not about coveting your beauty, it’s all about Xiaoyu!”
Lin Haitang couldn't laugh or cry for a while.
Yan Weiwei turned to look at Meng Lang again, but immediately squinted her eyes and pretended to be nonchalant.
"Hey! Little Mencius, do you have any requirements for the moving location? If not, there happens to be a vacant room right across from my house."
Huh? This suggestion seems good?
"There are no requirements for the location, just in terms of safety...cough! You know, I am in the advanced stage of persecution paranoia."
Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes.
“Don’t worry, my place is a high-end community, the security guards are all veterans, and the public areas are monitored without blind spots!
Besides, I am a great expert right across the street. If you encounter If you are in danger, just come and knock on the door and shout, 'Sister, help me', I will definitely protect you!"
Meng Lang rolled his eyes, but Yan Weiwei's suggestion...
He touched his chin and pondered slightly.
If Yan Weiwei's plan is really implemented, he will have his own private and confidential space, and he will be able to cultivate Xiaoyu, a future pillar, and continue to exert influence nearby. By the way, he will also have a master as a bodyguard, which will serve multiple purposes.
The key is that there are two beautiful beauties living across the door, and Xiaoyu, a little chef.
The company has created such a considerate working environment for everyone, I believe the brothers will not shout out easily, right?
emm......
Sure enough, in this life, only food and beauty cannot be let down...
Meng Lang slapped the table! "I agree with both hands!"
"Sister?" Seeing Meng Lang agreeing, Xiaoyu turned to Lin Haitang with expectant eyes.
Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei also looked at Lin Haitang at the same time.
Facing the three pairs of hopeful and passionate eyes, Lin Haitang was speechless.
What the hell?
Isn't it Meng Lang who wants to move?
Why are you suddenly trying to force me to have a baby?
“The team members voted three to one, what’s the use of my objection?”
“Yeah!”
……
When Meng Lang left 302, Lin Haitang followed.
"Huh? Is something wrong?"
Meng Lang saw that the other party had something to say.
"I'm sorry, because of our affairs, you have to move."
"Eh? Why do you say that?" Meng Lang was stunned.
"You moved, didn't you need to move because you were worried about your identity being exposed last time?"
"Uh..."
So this is what you were thinking about for me?
Ashamed, ashamed, the head of a dignified "mysterious organization", I am still demanding myself as a "good citizen"...
"Ahem! Of course, this is also one of the reasons, but Mainly because of my personal needs, it actually has nothing to do with you.”
"Yeah." Lin Haitang didn't know if he had come out of his thoughts, nodded slightly, and then suddenly asked again.
“Is the ‘thing’ you want related to evergreen creatures?”
Meng Lang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that it seemed that Gao Yuan had made this request to her.
He didn’t hide anything and nodded. "Not bad."
"I understand...I will also try my best to help you!" Lin Haitang said seriously.
Meng Lang was naturally happy to see people want to help, so he thought about it and said.
“I’m not good at negotiating conditions, but I also know that whoever shows his trump card first will be at a disadvantage.
You might as well let the other party put forward conditions first, and don’t rush to make an offer. Maybe there will be a surprise?”
What if there are no changes in the future? If the Xu Group wants to carve out the "Evergreen Creature"... It seemed that he knew something "again", so he nodded and agreed without asking any more questions.
"Uncle!" At this time, Xiao Yu suddenly came out from behind Lin Haitang.
"What's wrong?" Meng Lang said with a smile.
"Uncle's comic, can you lend it to me tomorrow?"
"Huh? Why do you want that?"
"Didn't uncle say he wanted to promote it? ? I plan to show it to my classmates and help uncle promote it. I think it will be popular! ”
"Haha!" Meng Lang was amused.
There are only a few people in your class, can this be called propaganda?
But after all, the little guy had good intentions, and he couldn’t bear to refuse directly, so he just treated it as adding extracurricular knowledge to the children.
"Haha! Okay, uncle has a printer there. I will print a copy for you later. You can help uncle promote it!"
"Don't worry! I'll take care of it!"
Meng Lang touched her little head and entered the room with a smile.
Lin Haitang looked at Xiaoyu doubtfully.
"Comic? What comic?"
Xiao Yu thought for a while, then her face became stern, imitating the tone and expression of Meng Lang's previous words.
“This is a comic that can benefit all mankind!”
"Uh..."
...
The next day, Meng Lang sent Xiaoyu to school as usual and gave her a copy on the way.
"Here, the comic you want."
Seeing Xiaoyu take it with joy on his face, Meng Lang suddenly felt that he had a promising future in life and asked her with a smile.
"How about you, are you interested in biology? You must know that the 21st century is the century of biology and computer science.
Biology, especially human biomedicine, definitely has a bright future!"
< br>"Yeah! I think it's quite interesting!" Xiaoyu nodded.
“Very good, primary school students must maintain strong interest and curiosity in all unknown things.
Modern medicine still has many difficult and difficult diseases and medical problems that are difficult to overcome. Save me... …Ahem! The burden of saving the future of our humanity falls on your generation!”
"Well! I will definitely work hard to become an excellent person and make a lot of money!"
Uh...
You can't avoid money, right?
Forget it, it still takes a long time. Let’s slowly establish a correct view of money for Xiaoyu in the future.
“If you want to be an excellent person, you can’t do it without a strong body! So today we run forward! Let’s see who gets to school first!”
"Ah! Uncle, you are so mean! Wait for me!"
Two figures, one big and one small, are facing the rising sun, one with dreams and the other with hope, running towards the foreseeable future...
……
Qingsong Primary School, Grade 2, Class 3.
A few boys and girls gathered next to Xiao Yu, curiously looking at the comics in her hands.
"What is this, Xiaoyu? A comic?"
"This is not an ordinary comic, but a popular science comic, which is very interesting.
It tells the story of the invasion of an evil virus queen It’s a story about killing our cells and then fighting against the various cell warriors in our body.”
Few of the children around could understand it, but that didn’t stop them from throwing unknown words at Xiao Yu. look.
Primary school students also worship the strong.
At this stage, whoever studies well is the strong one. This is the simple and simple strong theory of primary school students.
“This kind of cartoon is not only interesting, but it can also increase knowledge and improve IQ. Do you know why I am so good at studying? I just read this kind of popular science cartoon often!”
Xiao Yu used it to coax the children. She tried her best to promote the comics in her hands. With her mature mind, she could only use two words to describe how to deal with the brats in front of her...
Get it!
"Wow~" "That's amazing~" As expected, there was another burst of exclamation from the crowd, which directly caused a small-scale sensation, and more children gathered around.
How could Xiaoyu lie to others? She must be right!
Don’t ask why, ask for prestige!
Isn’t that enough of a reason to rank first in grade every time?
"Can you lend it to me, Xiaoyu?" In the crowd, the fat man named Wang Zikai couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
“I want it too! I want it too!”
There was a commotion in the crowd.
“Yes! Of course! But you have to be careful not to damage it, and take turns to look at it one by one.”
“I was the first to say it, show me first!”
“I’m the second one.”
“I’m next!”
Xiaoyu handed over the comic, and the little fat man returned to his seat with the comic with an excited look on his face. Many people couldn't wait to follow him.
A few little heads are gathered together, as if they are studying some martial arts secrets that can greatly improve their strength.
Xiao Yu looked at the "publicity effect" and frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied.
There are only so many people in a class. Even if they all come together for a "science popularization", the effect will not be very obvious?
But if you go to other classes to "popularize science", the celebrity effect will be diminished, and the effect may not be as good as in your own class. What should I do?
The uncle had helped him so much, but this was one of the very few things that he could help him with...
Meng Lang's unintentional words seemed to have risen to a crucial level in Xiaoyu's eyes. , a sacred political mission.
“Ring ring ring~”
At this moment, the school bell rang, and a young female teacher in her twenties with a gentle smile walked in, and everyone ran away quickly Go back to your seat and sit down obediently.
“Class!”
Xiaoyu: "Stand up!"
Everyone stood up and said in unison: "Hello, teacher!"
"Sit down!"
"Before class today, the teacher has a message I would like to inform everyone that this year's art performance event for primary and secondary school students in Jiangsu Province, the "Canglang Cup", has begun to enter the program selection stage.
Each class must prepare a program and submit it to the school for selection, and finally select the best one. Good show to attend the show
The theme of this year's "Canglang Cup" is "Scientific Growth, Dreaming of the Future". The teacher has prepared a chorus program "Tomorrow will be better". Of course, if you have a better talent show, you can also nominate yourself.
In the end, we decided which program to participate in the election by voting.
Okay, does anyone want to sign up? "
The head teacher finished his routine speech, and after waiting for a while, no one raised his hand.
"Okay! Since no students want to sign up, then we..."
"Teacher Fang!"
The female teacher was stunned for a moment and looked down at...Xiao Yu who raised her hand?
"You're the monitor? What's the matter?" Teacher Fang showed a gentle smile.
I’m afraid not many teachers would dislike this precious student who is well-behaved, has top-notch grades, and earns face for the teacher every time he takes a test, right?
"Teacher Fang, if this show is selected, will many people watch it?"
The head teacher was stunned for a moment. She thought Xiao Yu wanted to sign up for a talent show, but she actually asked such a weird question.
Oh! Yes, you must rarely go on stage, so you are worried that you will be nervous if you see too many people?
Immediately showed a gentler smile.
“Of course, at least three to four thousand people go to watch the Canglang Cup every year, and there may be local TV stations that broadcast it.
But this is also a courage exercise for everyone. It’s a good opportunity, and everyone who has the courage to take the stage is doing well!”
Three or four thousand people? !
Xiao Yu’s eyes immediately lit up.
"Teacher, I want to sign up!"
"Very good! The first little warrior in our class is born! I wonder what talent Xiaoyu wants to perform? Is it singing and dancing? Musical instruments?”
“No, what I want to sign up for is a popular science drama!”
Popular science...drama?
The female teacher was stunned, is there such a type of program?
She is a bit confused.
“This... Xiaoyu, the teacher of the niche performance program has no experience, so I’m afraid the chance of being selected is not high.
And drama is generally a genre that only senior students choose. More difficult programs require certain organizational and directing abilities..."
"Teacher Fang, chorus is popular among the public, but it is estimated that more than half of the thirty-six classes in our school choose this. The number of overselects may be lower, but the number of overselects for exciting niche programs may be higher!"
< br>"This..."
I understand the truth, but I never thought I could pass...
The head teacher who wanted to go through the motions was a bit muggle.
"Teacher, since there are two programs, let's hold a class vote to decide!" Xiaoyu rolled his eyes.
"Raise your hands in favor of the chorus performance!"
Five or six hands were raised sparsely in the class.
"Raise your hands in favor of the popular science drama!"
"Crash~"
A forest of swords and guns, as if the prestige of the class teacher has been stabbed to pieces...< br>
Class teacher: "..."
Who am I and where am I? (End of this chapter)