Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

To Xin Zhu, the characters on the blackboard are like heavenly scriptures.

He looked dignified and frowned, as if he was thinking seriously, but when he observed carefully, he could find that his eyes had been slackened from clues.

Professor Di stood on the podium and observed the students in the audience. He glanced at Xinzhu, and his faint smile deepened.

"There are two mistakes in the way we write this code now, and this is what you need to pay attention to in normal times."

Professor Di: "Student Xin, what do you think of this code?"

Xin Zhu stood up in a trance, pursed her lips, and after a long while made a pertinent comment: "It's quite long."

Everyone looked at the delicate boy in astonishment, and fell into a strange silence. Suddenly, someone covered their mouths and laughed: "Hahaha."

"Our classmate Xin is so funny, what student Xin said is actually quite right."

"Teacher, your code is very long."

The corner of Professor Di's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "Okay, if there is anything you don't understand, please feel free to mention it."

Xin Zhu frowned and nodded, staring blankly at the blackboard.

If you don't understand, you don't know what to ask.

Professor Di: "..."

Professor Di took a deep breath: "Another problem with this code is at the end, it uses the wrong symbols, and the effect is completely different."

"You see, if we run it, it's going to be weird."

On the projection screen, a simple villain is flying with a sword, and the flying person "chiliu" rushes out, and the sword flickers in place.

"Pfft ha ha ha! Is the inertia too great?"

The effect was jaw-dropping, and the students slapped the table and laughed wildly: "Hey, I laughed so hard!"

Xin Zhu looked at the big screen hesitantly, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Flying is very common after people or demons are detached.

In the second half of the class, the knowledge was intensive and profound, and Xin Zhu was very tired. He grabbed the dazed and staring Golden Crow baby and slowly moved it in the palm of his hand.

Baby Suzaku tilted its head to have a look, landed on his desk with a clatter, and squeezed into his hand.

Obviously the two are inseparable.

With a smile in her eyes, Xin Zhu held each hand, and the depression that had nowhere to vent disappeared without a trace.

"Puff." Baby Slime shook left and right.

Finally, when get out of class was over, Xin Zhu immediately got up and went out through the crowd of students, when he heard an acquaintance calling him from afar.

If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures.

Xin Zhu pretended to be deaf, and took firm steps to leave the cage resolutely.

Pushing his glasses, Professor Di's mouth twitched fiercely.

Who is bastard, little bastard.

Xin Zhuzag made it very clear, and expressed his attitude openly, he probably just doesn't like to study.

If it is a scumbag in ordinary high school, the teacher may still be able to control him a little bit.

They are all in college, they are married and successful, they manage a huge company, and they have the ability to challenge the country.

When you come to school, you enter the entertainment circle with the rich second generation, it is purely a ticket to experience life.

No one can stop you from learning.

Xin Zhu, Xin Zhu really doesn't understand, there is an elective class in the afternoon, and Professor Di helped him choose the art of flower arrangement.

Because this subject does not require an exam, you can submit a paper at the end of the term, which is very popular.

Xin Zhu's escape was extraordinarily justifiable: "Go back to Spring Mountain."

Facing the sunlight, Yan Youjiu walked slowly with a smile on his face. His camel-colored single windbreaker complemented his height and legs, and it was very dazzling standing there.

His steps are not fast or slow, he is handsome and has an extraordinary bearing, just like an elegant nobleman strolling in the garden.

Xin Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned unconsciously: "Tsk, Mr. Yan is a coincidence."

The tenderness and sweetness in Yan Youjiu's eyes overflowed, and he closed his clothes funnyly: "It's fate."

Unexpectedly, Boss Yan was more capable of breaking things, Xin Zhu glanced at him: "Let's go."

"Yeah." Yan Youjiu took his hand and put it in his pocket.

Xin Zhu looked sideways: "Why?"

"It's getting cold, I'll help you warm your hands." Yan Youjiu handed him a cup of hot drink with a smile: "It tastes like cocoa."

Xin Zhu rubbed her chin and teasingly said: "You should say, let Yan go bankrupt when it's cold!"

He remembered which article was written like this, and this sentence was quite popular.

This is a bit harsh.Yan Youjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she spread her hands helplessly: "I'm bankrupt, is Xiaozhu willing to support me?"

"I can hire you." Xin Zhu took a sip, and the sweet and bitter taste filled his mouth.

Yan Youjiu half-jokingly said: "A lifetime?"

Xin Zhu bared her teeth and smiled: "No, you're worthless when you're old."

Yan Youjiu: "..."

The world is real.

He really doesn't want to be eliminated, Mr. Yan must not go bankrupt, he has to support Xin Zhu.

Glancing at him, Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes slyly: "The lifespan of a dragon is long."

A monster dragon without spiritual knowledge can live for 800 years, but with spiritual knowledge and learning to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, thousands or even tens of thousands of years will not be a problem.

Yan Youjiu awakened the blood of the Dragon Clan, if he didn't get confused and go astray, the Yan family might last forever.

Yan Youjiu laughed: "How is the school?"

Biting the straw hard and "sucking", Xin Zhu puffed up one side of her cheek and said quietly, "I'm glad you didn't mention it."

Yan Youjiu: "..."

This is an extremely authentic scum term, and he probably understands Xiaozhu's study situation.

"Well, let's not mention it, I will take you to eat delicious food."

Xin Zhu gave a suspicious "hmm".

Yan Youjiu drove directly, leading Xin Zhu to the beach, and stopped in front of a wooden seaside building: "Here we are."

The whole wooden house was eroded and almost turned black, and it looked dilapidated as if it had experienced wind and frost.

The handwriting on the sign hanging by the door is not clear enough.

Xin Zhu got out of the car in surprise: "Here?"

Leaning at Yan Youjiu hesitantly, he felt a sense of disobedience, the highly customized and expensive Mr. Yan was out of place with this place.

Yan Youjiu said: "I often come here when I go to school, go in, uncle is very nice."

Xin Zhu nodded, and followed him to open the creaking door.

"Uncle, here we come."

What came out was a fat uncle with a silly smile: "Yo, it's Yan boy, why do you come to me today when you have time?"

He was hanging a white towel, wearing jumpsuits and a white T-shirt: "Hey, is this your wife?"

"That's right. I've been telling you to show it to you, and today we're here to try your handicraft."

Yan Youjiu pulled Xin Zhu to find a chair and sat down.

Um?Xin Zhu looked at Yan Youjiu curiously, it was the first time he had seen his tone so sincere, as if he had met a real elder.

"Hahaha, then I have to prepare well, you kid didn't tell me in advance."

He warmly greeted Xin Zhu and praised a few words with satisfaction.

Xin Zhu nodded slightly: "Yes."

The fat uncle smiled and said: "This kid often came to the beach when he was in school, so many years have passed in a flash."

While he was busy in front of the stage, he told Xin Zhu about the embarrassing things about Yan Youjiu's student days.

Xin Zhu was surprised to learn that Yan Youjiu, a top student, would also skip class and go drinking.

He glanced at Mr. Yan: "Are you skipping class?"

"Yeah." A light flashed in Yan Youjiu's deep pupils. He was young at that time, and he had just learned that he was actually mentally ill.

Multiple personalities made him once think that he was possessed by the devil, and his fatal flaw almost crushed him, the proud son of heaven.

He wanted to escape from reality, and came to the beach by chance.

Met the fat man.

Uncle's cabin has few customers due to its remote location, but his cooking skills are really good.

In high school, he escaped from school and family. He didn't need to pretend to be himself, and talked about the hardships of life with the strange but kind uncle while blowing the sea breeze.

After a long time, he gradually got used to being different. He disguised himself as a normal person, and came over when he couldn't stand it.

Even a year ago, he still suspected that he was haunted by ghosts because of his celestial eyes.

Xin Zhu picked up a crab leg, thought for a while and handed it to Yan Youjiu: "I'll give it to you to eat."

Yan Youjiu was taken aback, and smiled happily: "Thank you, Xiaozhu."

He is also happy to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

The young couple were very warm, the fat uncle pinched a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "I can rest assured that you are doing well now."

"Oh, Xiao Xin, you didn't know that he was like a bow that was about to break, and it would break at any time."

"At first glance, he looks like a kid from a rich family, but this kid looks like a wolf cub. He's so milky and fierce that he licks|licks his wounds all by himself."

Yan Youjiu: "..."

Yan Youjiu smiled and said: "You are slandering, you are crying like a child."

Xin Zhu didn't say a word, listening to the fat uncle and Yan Youjiu's gag, his eyes slowly fell on Mr. Yan's handsome face.

Knowing his past, Xin Zhu felt that Yan Youjiu's image was much more vivid, and knew him better.

The sea breeze blew gently, blowing the hair of the two of them.

Yan Youjiu lowered her eyes and carefully peeled the crab shells.His eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps compared to everyone else, this man himself cares the most and is the most helpless that he is not a human being.

It's just that he never showed any abnormality, and Xin Zhu didn't notice it either.

Until today, Xin Zhu belatedly discovered that Yan Youjiu was not indestructible, he had flesh and blood, and would be sad.

I can't tell what it feels like, it's probably because my heart was hit hard.

The corner of his mouth curled into a beautiful arc, and he scooped up a spoonful of crab roe and handed it to Mr. Yan: "Have you worked hard?"

Yan Youjiu was stunned, with joyful starlight dancing in his eyes: "It's not hard work."

Carefully swallow the crab roe, Mr. Yan's life is complete.

His original intention was to comfort Xiao Zhu not to care too much about the school, but unexpectedly he got a surprise.

This time, it's worth it.

Xin Zhu laughed: "That's right, I'm eating dumplings tomorrow."

Yan Youjiu: "..."

Yan Youjiu couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, go back to the supermarket later."

Handing him a look of approval, Xin Zhu was satisfied.

The fat uncle watched the sweet interaction between the two young people, and gulped down a bottle of beer: "Ha, huh, it's nice to be young."

His eyes stared at the sky in a trance, already trapped in lasting memories.

Xin Zhu looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Youjiu waved his hand, indicating that Xin Zhu doesn't need to care, just get used to it: the uncle should be thinking about his wife.

Xin Zhu nodded slightly, and saw the white paper notice pasted on the side.

Blinking in astonishment, he said, "Is it going to be demolished?"

To govern the coast?

Suddenly regaining consciousness from the memory, the fat uncle's mouth overflowed with a wry smile: "Yeah."

The fat uncle shook his head and sighed: "I've stayed here all my life, I never thought that things would be different before I died, alas..."

Rubbing his chin, Xin Zhu got up and approached, staring at his face from bitterness to confusion for a while.

The fat uncle was full of question marks, and wiped his round face: "What's wrong?"

Xin Zhu said: "Your wife is not dead."

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly stagnant.

The fat uncle stared blankly at him for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped up: "What did you say? Did the brat tell you?"

"What did he say, about this matter, I'll just talk about you, why..."

The fat uncle fiddled with the spatula in a panic, already incoherent.

Xin Zhu repeated again: "She is not dead, your face shows that you have a child connected by blood."

His tone was firm and tough, which even made the fat man bewildered.

After taking a sip of warm water, Yan Youjiu smiled softly.

The fat uncle opened his mouth, his panic gradually subsided, and he said solemnly: "Did you really see it? Do you know how to read?"

Boy Yan said that he could see dirty things, so he believed his wife would do something.

"Yeah." Xin Zhu nodded with his arms around his chest.

Taking a deep breath, the fat uncle suddenly leaned forward, clenching his teeth: "She's still alive! Where is she? How is she doing..."

This was more than ten years ago.

At that time, in order to support his family, he often went out to sea to fish. After a few days, he didn't take good care of his wife. Unexpectedly, she was missed by gangsters.

Once when he went out to sea and encountered a big storm, he delayed his return for two days. When he got home, he saw his wife being killed by someone...

He beat the bastard so much that he let out more air than breathed in, and sent his wife to the hospital.

He felt distressed and painful, resenting himself for not protecting his wife well.

After taking care of him meticulously for two months, his wife finally smiled at him, and he was relieved, and had to go to sea again.

He had a good harvest this trip, but when he got home, he got the bad news that his wife committed suicide by jumping into the sea.He searched like crazy for days and nights and still found nothing. He didn't find the body.A week later he found a bloody rag belonging to his wife in the corner of the pier.

He clutched the cloth and wept until he fainted, and when he woke up, the fat man never dared to look for it again.

Without a body, he could at least deceive himself that she was alive.

Xin Zhu pinched her fingers and said with a smile: "The fate of your husband and wife has not been broken, and you will meet again sooner or later."

The fat uncle looked in a trance and his voice was hoarse: "Can I believe your words?"

The voice was extremely light and faint, and could be blown away by a gust of wind, but his eyes were full of stormy waves, and his clenched fist was full of veins.

With a fluttering look in her drooping eyes, Xin Zhu pursed her lips: "Yes."

The fat uncle stared blankly at his face, and finally said in a low voice, "...Thank you."

True or not, he thanked him.

"Wait a minute, I have a son?!" The fat uncle suddenly widened his eyes.

Xin Zhu: "..." The response was slow.

"I actually have a son, and my wife gave birth to a son for me?!" The fat uncle's lips trembled, and tears flowed instantly.

He couldn't even imagine how his wife gave birth to the child and raised it when she was most helpless.

She is a woman, unfamiliar with her place of life, and she is still pregnant.

He is too insignificant, why didn't he notice that she was emotionally abnormal, and left his wife alone at home to bear the fear.

He shouldn't have left that day, and he shouldn't have left her alone.

Annoyance, guilt, and pain all rushed into his heart, and he felt that he was about to die of pain.

He is so worthless, he should beat himself to death.

The fat uncle was crying and laughing, and it took half an hour before his emotions stabilized, and he wiped his face: "I'm laughing."

Xin Zhu waved his hand: "It's human nature. You want to dismantle it here. Your craftsmanship is very good. Have you considered going to other places?"

Fat Uncle's craft is indeed good, but the road is too bad and the place is remote.

With his culinary skills, he would have been rich a long time ago.

The fat uncle's eyes were filled with endless melancholy: "I'm waiting for my wife to come back. Everyone has moved out of here, but I still want to wait for her to come home."

"I'm afraid she won't be able to find her way home. I turn on the light every day, hoping she will see it when she comes back."

Xin Zhu's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Uncle, you are very nice."

All the grief was dispersed, and the fat uncle couldn't laugh or cry: "Thank you for complimenting me."

"Come and work on my beach. I can build you an identical wooden house, and I can also help you calculate her current location."

Fat Uncle: "..."

Fat Uncle: "?!?!"

Xin Zhu stroked her chin and said, "What do you think of the seafood stalls on the beach?"

"My beach is more beautiful than the environment here. Your wife's status is not low now. You can't be worse than her, right?"

"It's also been more than ten years, your feelings are touching, and your achievements are embarrassing, tsk."

Fat Uncle: "..."

Fat Uncle: "????"

No, it's really not in the ginseng cock?

Xin Zhu said with a smile: "I counted, your wife should be very rich, probably worth hundreds of millions of dollars."

Looking around, he rubbed his chin and said, "Uncle, are you ashamed?"

Fat Uncle: "..."

The fat uncle felt that he had been cheated by a donkey, and said suspiciously: "Aren't you comforting me?"

Xin Zhu spread his hands in a very bachelor way: "Believe it or not."

Fat Uncle: "..."

Seeing him vacillating, Xin Zhu pinched his fingers and said, "Your wife has moles, thick lips, almond-shaped eyes, and is 38 years old."

"You two are husband and wife first, and then make up banquets for two years..."

"All right, all right! I believe it!" The fat uncle was almost terrified, and hurriedly stopped him with a dark face.

Only he and his wife knew about that matter, and this time he really believed in Xin Zhu: "I believe in you, so my wife is really alive!!"

It wasn't until this moment that he had a sense of reality, and his eyes turned red when he realized it, "Woo, that's great! It's good to be alive!"

Almost weeping with joy, the fat uncle wiped his tears, "But why didn't you come to me, it's all because I'm so useless."

With a round belly, Xin Zhu waved to the fat uncle: "You pack it up, I'll come pick you up in two days."

"I see, boy Yan, be careful when driving!" The fat uncle responded repeatedly, his brows and eyes full of yearning for a new life.

Yan Youjiu agreed with a smile, and the car gradually drove away from the beach.

Xin Zhu gazed at the endless sea, was silent for a while, and said lightly, "You don't have to feel inferior."

Same thing with multiple personalities.

Yan Youjiu froze for a moment, a little smile overflowed his eyes: "Well, no."

"You are very good." Xin Zhu said sincerely.

After thinking about it, Xin Zhu added: "I don't hate your dragon appearance anymore, but the human form is still more pleasing."

Yan Youjiu's heart beat violently, "..."

Slowly pulling over to the side of the car, he stared sideways: "You've irritated me, I almost drove directly into the sea just now."

Grinning happily, Xin Zhu frowned: "My words are hard for you to accept?"

Yan Youjiu was flattered by Xiaozhu's gentle treatment.

His eyes were shining brightly, and he looked deeply at his partner who was close at hand: "Can I kiss you?"

The atmosphere in the cramped space gradually became sweeter, and Xin Zhu blushed: "It's okay."

Yan Youjiu's pupils sank, and she leaned forward to kiss him.

On the return journey, Mr. Yan's mood almost flew up. He glanced at the small candle from time to time, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

Is this finally getting what you want?Yan Youjiu was overjoyed, humming a song with raised eyebrows.

Xin Zhu squinted, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Worth being so happy?

Before returning to Quanshan, Xiao Shihai looked for him excitedly.

Followed by a Pixiu baby.

Yan Youjiu, who wanted to share her heart with her partner: "..."

Evil capitalism.

Youyou sighed, and put a kiss on Xinzhu's lips, and Boss Yan ordered to go to the kitchen to make a pot of tea: "I'll be right back."

Xiao Shihai touched his nose, as if he came at a very bad time.

Xin Zhu was in a good mood, raised his chin: "Tell me."

Xiao Shihai stopped talking nonsense, and said, "This is a script that Qin Rong took over, and I think it's worth investing in."

He learned about Pixiu's intentions from Qin Rongna, and he was relieved after asking his opinion.

Who doesn't know that the mythical beast Pixiu of Quanshan thinks that it can make money if it is feasible, so he didn't dare to ambiguously bring the information.

"Huh?" Xin Zhu hadn't heard anyone mention it, so she flipped through the script curiously: "Well, it's pretty good."

It is extremely simple to express that he can't see good or bad.

Xiao Shihai almost laughed out loud: "If you agree, I will ask Director Xu to meet, and the two parties will discuss investment matters in person."

invest?Xin Zhu rubbed her chin and pondered for a moment, then looked at Baby Pixiu: "What do you think?"

Baby Pixiu's smile is sweet: "Boss, it's glittering."

He also doesn't know how good the script is.

But there is money.

Xin Zhu said "Yes", "Let's set a time, preferably in the morning."

Yan Youjiu, who came back with a pot of scented tea, couldn't help laughing, pretending to be puzzled: "Isn't there class in the morning?"

Xin Zhu glanced at him faintly.

Xiao Shihai couldn't hold back, and smiled: "Haha, I understand."

Thinking of something, Xiao Shihai said: "By the way, how much are you planning to invest? I heard that Starfire Entertainment also wants to get involved."

Xin Zhu blinked, blinked again, raised her chin to Baby Pixiu: "Tell me?"

Baby Pixiu pondered for a while: "I suggest around 5000 million."

5000 million is not too much, and definitely not too much.

It can't compare with the big productions with hundreds of millions, but they can rent equipment: "We have the most advanced cameras."

Xiao Shihai was startled, and immediately said knowingly: "Okay, I will mention it to Director Xu."

Of course, directors who shoot blockbuster films will be attracted by the advanced equipment.

Xin Zhu grinned, stretched out a finger and shook it: "The movie I invested in must never have other forces, you can mention this."

"If you don't have enough money, you can add more. If Director Xu signs a contract with Xinghuo, then forget it."

Most of the artists in their Xinhuo entertainment have personal grievances with Xinghuo.

Xin Zhu also looked down on Xinghuo Entertainment's virtue of killing donkeys, and didn't want to make friends with him.

Xiao Shihai frowned and said: "Xinghuo has contacted me, and implicitly expressed that he wants to cooperate and invest with us."

Xin Zhu: "It's not rare."