Monster 1

There was a very strange rumor at the nearest police station. Everyone who had been there had heard that Gui Jianchou had been taken care of by someone, and the person who kept him was a trainee police officer.

This intern has grown up pretty well, fair and clean, I don't think he has much meat on his body, and he has a very scholarly atmosphere. At first glance, he is very suitable for working in the archives department. Led by an angry dog.

Later, there was an enthusiastic citizen, Ms. Bai, an insider, revealed: This little intern has a lot of background. In short, he has money in his family!He is richer and more powerful than Army Lu!

Afterwards, everyone immediately made up a big love story between the domineering president and Xiao Bailian... no, Andrographis' abusive body and heart.

It is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it.

And what about its instigator, Ms. Bai?

Well, I am writing a report with tears and snot at this time.

And the protagonist of the story, Lu, is looking at a large pile of calligraphy and painting antiques sent by his elder brother with a dark face at this time - he said that it is the [-]th birthday of his father during the Chinese New Year, let himself start from here Pick one from the inside, and when the time comes, he will directly help take it there, so as not to cause all kinds of situations again, and anger the old man.

Look at what he said, as if he wanted to piss people off.

I remember that a few years ago, the gift I prepared for the old man was a ceramic Buddha statue. Although it was not expensive, it was still made by a master. It can be said that it is useless to buy it with a salary, and it is full of sincerity.

As a result, it was placed on the corner of the table by Lu Yun, and it fell to pieces accidentally.When it was my birthday, I was embarrassed to say it. I had the cheek to say that I forgot to prepare.

In another year, I prepared a painting and calligraphy, which was accidentally torn into small pieces by my own family.

……

It can be said that there are frequent accidents every year, and as a result, Lu Yunji's impression score in front of the old man is extremely low, and there are naturally many rumors of his discord with his family in the outside world.

In fact, the old man just didn't want to admit that his son was so stupid.

Lu Yunxi: "Excuse me for my poor eyesight, is there any difference between these calligraphy and paintings?"

Lu Da: "..."

Lu Da: "I went to a meeting."

Lu Yunxi:? ? ?

Lu Yunli, who didn't love his mother, didn't love his brother, and didn't care about him, sat on the seat feeling sad for a while, and then he came to Xie Zhi'an's side with his little tablet in his arms: "Come on, help me see, Which one of these calligraphy and paintings looks better?"

Before Lu Yun died, Xie Zhi'an was sitting upright in his seat, holding a pure black dip pen in his hand, as if there was no one else, copying something that did not meet the special requirements on the letter paper with plum blossoms on it. The heart sutra of the investigation team.

However, Xie Zhian's handwriting is really beautiful, and Lu Yunzhen can't tell what genre it is. Although the overall look is delicate, but the strokes are strong and powerful. The end should be in line with the theme of the letterhead, slightly evoking like It is a flower in bud.

"Hey, thank you, help me see which of these calligraphy and paintings look better."

After Xie Zhian finished writing a sentence as if he had never heard of it, he raised his head and glanced at the pictures lightly: "Is there a reason for outsiders to help choose gifts for the elders?"

"You are not an outsider." Knowing that Xie Zhi'an is really old-fashioned in some respects, Lu Yunli hooked his shoulders and winked shamelessly: "Aren't you the one who takes care of me?"

"..." Hearing Lu Yunxi's words, Xie Zhi'an's expression seemed to have a crack for a moment, but he quickly adjusted: "Choose this picture of landscapes, flowers and birds, it is in line with your father's temper in recent years."

"His temper these years?" Lu Yunli pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled exaggeratedly: "What kind of misunderstanding do you have about him?"

"No matter what misunderstanding I have, you are a son of man, and you have done some things too much."

Xie Zhi'an's words of condemnation made Lu Yunli unresponsive, and subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

"Haven't you not prepared birthday gifts for several years in a row?"

Lu Yunxi: ...What the fuck.

Seeing Xie Zhi'an's suddenly inquisitive eyes, Lu Yunli almost swallowed his breath, and finally replied out of shame: "I've been busy with work these past few years, so I haven't had time."

Faced with Lu Yunli's obviously nonsensical answer, Xie Zhi'an gave a noncommittal 'hmm', lowered his head and continued to pick up a pen to copy the Heart Sutra, and ignored him.

But still immersed in the script and didn't come out, quietly bleating and watching the people in the office where Chuan Xinlian asked the boss for advice: I couldn't see it.

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The next story is about the Chinese New Year, "Ghost Talk"