Fushangshen Parenting Collection

"Speaking of it," Liu Xing recalled carefully, "the recent headlines of the morning newspapers don't have any news about the high school detective. It used to be at least once a week." He stuffed the novel in his hand into his backpack. "The new detective who recently appeared on the headlines of the morning newspaper is Mr. Mori Kogoro, because he looked like he was in a dream when reasoning, so the editor of the newspaper nicknamed this detective "Sleeping" Kogoro'."

Ryoma: "..." Why is the Japanese detective world so difficult?Have you ever brought a change of season?

In fact, there are indeed a lot of detectives in Japan. Every two days in the morning newspaper of Ryukei House, there will always be news that a certain detective has cracked a certain case. Especially high school student detectives are very popular recently. What about Hattori Heiji from Kansai? The grandfather is Kazuhito Kinda, a master of reasoning, and the younger brother Narumi Ayumi, the younger brother of the genius detective Narumi Kiyotaka... Even the government opened a special school like the Detective Academy.

Tsurumaru once complained to Liu Xing, if this is the idol world, a detective can already form a 48 debut, criminals all over the world will tremble.

Although Tsurumaru just said it casually, it can be seen how fierce the competition in the Japanese detective world is.

Liu Xing glanced at the equipment backpack at Ryoma's feet, and asked curiously, "Is this a tennis racket backpack?"

"Ah."

"It looks bigger than the bag of a badminton racket, and it's also much thicker."

"Although the sports are somewhat similar, badminton and tennis require completely different skills and physical fitness for the players." Longma casually said, "The tennis court is four times that of a badminton court, and the weight of a tennis racket is three times that of a badminton racket. The impact force received when hitting the ball is five times or even ten times that of badminton, and because the balls used are completely different, badminton requires the most wrist skills, while tennis pays more attention to the whole body."

Liu Xing was a little surprised: "They are two completely different sports."

Ryoma yawned, and lazily said: "But some people just confuse it."

Liu Xing was a little embarrassed: "I haven't been in contact with this sport, so I just take it for granted... sorry."

"...It's nothing." Ryoma glanced at Liu Xing suspiciously, "Why did you apologize? It's not your fault."

"Ahahaha..." Liu Xing laughed dryly, then subconsciously said again: "Sorry."

Ryoma: "..."

Lucy: "..."

"Where is the most interesting part of tennis?" Liu Xing tried to find a topic to resolve the embarrassment.

Ryoma thought for a while.

"win."

Lucy: "..."

Ryoma: "The joy of competition lies in winning."

Liu Xing disagreed with this argument: "Actually, winning all the time is meaningless!"

Ryoma: "How to say?"

"My family... well, it can be considered a family of swordsmanship." Liu Xing struggled to find a not-so-appropriate adjective: "So I have also learned swordsmanship from my family since I was a child."

"There was no kendo club in my primary school before, and I never quite understood how high my level was...so during the winter vacation some time ago, out of curiosity, I went to a famous dojo in the city to challenge." Liu Xing said here, a little disappointed Say, "Very...boring."

"Their sword skills are completely different from what I imagined. Even if I give them a chance to fight with each other, it's still boring." He paused, and then explained, "Of course, I go to regular dojos. So the grown-ups aren't joining the wheel fights, they're still pretty good - they should be!"

It was hard for Ryoma to imagine how this frail young man with a sword in one hand could easily win a battle with a group of people.

He always felt that the other party should be sitting in the art classroom after school, painting seriously on the easel, and occasionally dabbing watercolors on his cheeks in a daze, a limp guy who would want to pinch anyone who saw it.

But Ryoma would not doubt the authenticity of Liu Xing's words.

Because there is really no need to lie to him.

Liu Xing sighed, her tone was sluggish: "My family always told me that there is no end to swordsmanship practice, there are people out there, so I can't be proud and conceited because of a small achievement, otherwise I will suffer a lot... Liu Xing puffed up her cheeks, showing a rare childish look, "I'm not arrogant, it's because they are really weak, I've gone to several dojos..." There is no one of my age who can fight.

Ryoma: "..." Didn't you say that humility will not explode?

"That's why I joined the Kendo club at school," Liu Xing said sullenly, "If Tokyo can't find an opponent, the whole country should be able to find it, right?"

It's too hard to just join hands with the Fusangshen. I haven't won once since I was a child, but it's too easy to find someone to join hands in this world, and I don't have any sense of accomplishment.

In Liu Xing's cognition, the most perfect opponent should be similar to the relationship between Hikari Shinto and Ryo Toya.

Witnessing each other's peaks and troughs, growing up and progressing together, they are friends who are naturally compatible and like-minded, and they are also incompatible opponents.

The last time Liu Xing met the two of them was the final of the Honinbo title match in December last year.Liu Xing went to watch the Go match on purpose. Although Hikari Shinto finally lost to Ryo Toya, who was holding a black piece, Ryo Toya was more upset about his mistakes on the way than Hikari Shinto, so that Hikari Shinto turned around in one breath. The situation almost turned defeat into victory.

Zuowei was watching the broadcast on his mobile phone, crying loudly, choking like a child and unable to stop, but the mature and stable Hikari Shinto, comforted Zuowei with a smile, and told him that everything he did in this world all good.

In fact, Zuo Wei is also very good in Hell. He opened a Go classroom and played chess with many celebrities.

Ryoma interrupted Liu Xing's memory: "The national competition you are aiming for?"

"Well, when middle school students from all over the country get together, there will definitely be someone who is better than me!" Liu Xing looked forward, and it seemed that he had really been troubled for a long time because he had no opponent.

Ryoma: "..." I always feel that it's not that simple.

"Speaking of which, our school's tennis club is also aiming at the national competition," Liu Xing said happily: "If the tennis club of Youth Academy thinks the same way, maybe you, Ryoma, will meet the seniors from our school."

Long Ma snorted coldly: "I won't lose."

"The seniors in our school are also full of fighting spirit!" Liu Xing said seriously, "In terms of desire for victory, the seniors in our school will not lose to you!"

Long Mala with a low brim: "We'll wait and see."

After bidding farewell to Ryoma, Liu Xing got off the bus and met a nearby neighbor on the way.

"Aunt Matsuda!" Liu Xing took the initiative to say hello.

"Oh! Liu Xing! You're back from school!" Ms. Matsuda glanced at Liu Xing, "Yes! Not bad! This school uniform is so pretty, and we Liu Xing look like little adults in it!"

"Thank you for your compliment." Liu Xing blushed embarrassingly, but still accepted the compliment, "Next time I go shopping with you, people will definitely ask you when you got a younger brother."

"Hahahaha!" Ms. Matsuda smiled brightly, "If I want a brother as cute as you, then I must have burnt eight lifetimes of high incense to get him!"

The two chatted casually, and Liu Xing continued to walk forward and met many neighbors and acquaintances.

"Grandpa Maoshan! Remember to eat the peaches I gave you yesterday, it's good for your health!"

"Miss Naizi! Candlestick, let me thank you for the hometown specialties you sent last time!"

"Uncle Ueno..."

It wasn't until he reached the door that Liu Xing's mouth stopped to catch his breath.

The Inagaki family has settled here for seven years, so they are naturally familiar with their neighbors, not to mention that Candlestick Kiri's affinity ranges from an 80-year-old man to a three-month-old baby. The darling of the neighborhood.

It's Aiwujiwu.

But Liu Xing doesn't hate being close to his neighbors, they are all good people, kind and enthusiastic, and they can be regarded as elders who watched him grow up.

It's just... too much enthusiasm is a bit overwhelming.

Liu Xing stood at the door and just took out the key from his pocket when the door was opened from the inside.

"Welcome back." A familiar voice, gentle and thick.

Candlestick cut remains unchanged.

The tall and straight figure, the handsome facial features, and the meticulous suits he always wears are exactly the same as seven years ago.

Time is eccentric.

It never gives humans a chance to stop.

But he was stingy to leave any trace on Fu Sangshen's body.

But that's fine too.Liu Xing thought.I was the first to go, which is great.

Liu Xing's smile remained unchanged, and she rushed over to give Candlestick a big hug: "I'm back."

Even if the weight of a boy suddenly gained on his body, Candlestick cut's figure did not shake at all, after gently hugging Liu Xing back, he took the schoolbag from Liu Xing's hand: "Are you hungry?"

Liu Xing said "hmm": "I'm so hungry, I'm too nervous today, I didn't eat much for lunch."

"The meal is ready, just waiting for you, let's go back to Honmaru."

"Ok!"

Honmaru only realized the full knife account a year ago.

This achievement caused Liu Xing to be honored as the chief by the other god judges when he attended the meeting of the god judges, and he was treated quite politely...Obviously this is not something to be happy about.

As soon as he returned to Honmaru, Liu Xing saw Ge Xian standing in the courtyard waiting for him.

The purple-haired young man put his hands in the armholes, frowned slightly, his expression looked a little anxious, but his posture was elegant, just standing, like a painting.

Liu Xing also happily gave Ge Xian a hug: "I'm back!"

Ge Xian is not as restrained as Candlestick Cut, he has been worrying for a whole day, and finally waited for Liu Xing to come home, and hurriedly asked: "How was the opening ceremony today?"

Liu Xing: "..." The child withdrew his claws that were hugging Ge Xian's waist in a guilty conscience.

Candlestick looked at Liu Xing's expression, and there was something he didn't understand, so he quickly changed the subject: "Let's talk about it later, the child has been tired all day, and now he is very hungry."

Song Xian was not very happy: "Just talk while walking."

Candlestick cut continued to persuade: "Everyone is waiting."

Song Xian also thought about it: "Oh... okay, let's talk after dinner." Turning around and walking in front.

Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and tickled her fingers at the candlestick beside her.

Zhu Keqie bent over to speak, when Liu Xing kissed him on the cheek.

Dad you are the best!

Candlestick sighed, pinching Liu Xing's soft nose helplessly and pamperingly.

Little badass.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

This happened when Liuxing Primary School was in the first grade.

Liu Xing: (sad)

Candlestick Cut: What's wrong?

Liu Xing: Heizi said that he and Minato will be promoted to the second grade next year.

Candlestick cut: ? ? ?

Liu Xing: I asked other children, and they all said that they will go to the second grade classroom next year...

Liu Xing: (sniffing) What should I do?I am the only one in the first grade!

Candlestick cut: ...

Liu Xing: (wronged) I don't want to be separated from them, Candlestick Cut, can I also take the second grade class?

Candlestick Cut: ……………Yes.

Liu Xing: Uuuuuu Candlestick is the best for you! ! !

Candlestick cut: ...