[Comprehensive] Idol reboot

Uncles.

Uncles...

Uncles? ? ? ! ?

After hearing her description, for a moment, Daoming Sisi actually experienced some kind of fatal blow that had never been experienced in his life.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been sought after, looked up to and admired by others; even though, this may not all be voluntary by others, it is basically a family decision.

But these have created what can be called an extremely arrogant and narcissistic and arrogant character.

A man is a teenager until he dies. ——Compared to his peers, he looks only in his early twenties, which has always been the benchmark for Daoming Si to be complacent in his heart, and it is even one of the important measures for him to feel that he can be superior to other people in F4, but just now...

He may be one of the most important people in his future life, but he mercilessly pulled him from what he thought was a boyhood into a midlife crisis with those words that sounded plain and unintentional.

According to his temper, he should have raised the table and provoked his young master temper; but when his eyes fell on that cute little face and her familiar and familiar actions, just now The accumulated anger becomes empty talk again.

He can be unreasonable with anyone, but he can only extinguish his anger when dealing with younger generations; so he poked his own face in a tolerant manner, demonstrating to her how elastic the skin that spends millions of dollars on maintenance every year is, and then, you can It can be called boastful and authentic: "Other people are indeed like this; but I am not an uncle! For me, you can call me brother. Ha..."

As he talked, he smirked inexplicably, "That's right, brother, you can also be called Oni-chan, yes, that's great..."

Ximen Zongjiro and Misaku Ling were depressed about the cruel fact that they were actually regarded as middle-aged people. Hearing this, they both looked at Daoming Sisi with disdain; , He simply said to Daoming Temple: "Asi, Xing is not yet an adult, you should be careful when you speak; don't bring innocent children into your dirty delusion warehouse." Lu Jianxing's head seemed to be self-comforting, and he emphasized: "Listen well, mature men are the treasures of this world; baby, you will understand when you grow up. When you are over 25 years old, you will probably be able to dream Like marrying a man like me..."

"No, don't worry." Lu Jianxing lowered his head and pulled off the slightly wrinkled skirt, then watched Hua Zelei close his eyes like that, leaning against the mirror and slowly falling asleep, and replied in a natural tone; " I absolutely don't want to marry a man who is more than ten years older than me. As for my brother, I have some too, and I don't need it at the moment. Also," she pointed to Hua Zelei who was sitting on the ground, "the marble floor is very cold, whether he can do it or not Otherwise, you can carry him to the sofa next to him and rest well. It seems that he is too tired from flying, and he has fallen asleep three times since just now; he is not sick..."

No, he has been this virtue since he was born, just get used to it.

Ximen looked at Mizuo, who was about to cry without tears, and Daoming Si, who had been hit for the second time and was looking down, looking depressed. He felt that it would not be good to continue this topic, so he thought of another way to get closer to each other. and suggested with a smile: "Oh, I have been standing here for 10 minutes without knowing it; why don't we go to the next door to chat for a while? I remember that I put several sets of tea in your house before. Tools, stars are guests and need to be treated well..."

***

Lu Jianxing completely regarded this visit as a necessary work entertainment.

Because she doesn't need to offend Japan's leading Domyoji family, or have conflicts with BeMint's major shareholders, for such a trivial matter that is equivalent to visiting a fan's house; Big guy (maybe so to speak), waste of time here.

Even though they were old acquaintances with her uncle, after her many deliberate temptations, they still treated her tenderly and considerately; not only maintained their demeanor, they were even a little cautious - this made Lu Jianxing curious , What kind of character is that uncle who is often mentioned only by the grandmother.

After all, their actions are completely different from what these people describe in the news, magazines, or other people's mouths.Ximen put on the special kimono for the tea ceremony, knelt gracefully and sat between the tatami mats, holding the exquisite utensils like works of art, and doing the set of tea-making movements that Akashi would try at home when he has nothing to do. Compared with the casual look just now, his expression is a little more cautious and focused.She also smelled the incense from Heifang in the corner, it was the spice that Meizuo specially put in to smoke before Ximen began to wash his hands. furnace.Every time these are done, there is no way to get in place without 10,000+, so the tea ceremony is not so much a matter of cultivating sentiment, it is better to say that it is completely a money-burning entertainment project for the rich.

but……

Lu Jianxing half-supported his face, sitting on the mat, sipping the snacks brought by the maid just now.She saw Mei Zuo sitting on her left, and at the moment her attention was still focused on the utensils that were making tea in front of her, but Daoming Si Si sitting on her right...

The expression of "ahhh, I'm so bored" is so obvious that anyone can see it.

To be honest, it’s probably because she doesn’t have much appreciation level; even at home, whenever Akashi pushes tea to her, Shikami Hoshi will deliberately add a few cubes of sugar to spoil the whole process, in order to appreciate Akashi Shaking her head and sighing - she thought it was very fun, so she didn't think the tea ceremony was boring.This time, Ximen from a family of tea ceremony, and the beautiful works with great appreciation ability made her feel nothing interesting, so she kept focusing on Daoming Temple: watching him scratching his ears and kicking the small table in front of him impatiently, But his feet, which were only wearing thin socks, were touched by a sharp point, obviously hurt and embarrassed, so he could only stare at the attentive Ximen every two seconds to vent his anger.Occasionally, I looked this way and saw that the rest of the people were waiting for tea, and looked back boredly, and then continued to stare at Simon... This process is quite interesting anyway.

When Ximen Zong Erlang held the tea bowl in his left hand and served tea after turning it around, Lu Jianxing took it and could see the pattern on the side, recalling Akashi's actions, he probably took a sip, and felt that the aftertaste was quite sweet, and he heard the tea from the bowl next to him. A muffled sound on the carpet.

"Ace!"

"Aww! I'm scalding to death!!!"

The two twin maids guarding the door saw their master pouting, and after being splashed with hot tea, they hurried forward to help him wipe it off.Lu Jianxing heard Ximen on the side laughingly and said with emotion: "Actually, I guessed this would happen just now; but I thought it might be Xing who didn't pay attention, but it turned out to be you again, A Si. Even if you stay abroad For a few years, it’s not okay to forget your roots like this.”

"Don't be wordy!" Daoming Temple had cold water in his mouth, his red hands were covered with ice, and his tone was vague: "I just lost my mind and didn't pay attention..."

"Hmm..." Lu Jianxing walked to his side and squatted down, but he didn't pay attention to their argument at all, but looked thoughtfully at the wet kimono on Daoming Temple: "Why is this clothes stained?" After soaking in water, will there be such a pattern? Is this some kind of special fabric?"

"It's said to be a special fabric from 'Suzhou', I should have pronounced it right." Meizuo nodded with a smile, "Ximen's tea ceremony is specially used, because the texture is light-transmitting; the color can only be revealed when you wear it. The item is also oh."

"Wow……"

Lu Jianxing raised his sleeves, and carefully touched the texture of this kimono - Ximen meant to wear it, and said that it would be a ritual; anyway, it was winter, and it was just an extra haori on his body Effect only.Although Ximen was still complained about by Daoming Temple, he still insisted that it was necessary, so Lu Jianxing had to wear it.

"Ah, has it already started?"

She was feeling the difference when she heard the voice and looked up, and saw Hua Zelei standing at the door; he was barefoot and yawned lazily, "It seems..."

"kind!"

Misaku looked at him disapprovingly, "Say less."

"That's right!" Daoming Si still had ice cubes in his mouth, but he swallowed the whole cup of hot water in one breath, "Shut up."

"Oh." Hua Zelei blinked slightly at Lu Jianxing who couldn't understand what they were talking about, and then sat in obediently, watching the maids busy with their chin.

Lu Jianxing didn't know what charades they were playing, but eight out of ten, Ximen's tea show was played off by Daoming Temple?

——This kind of thing is fine anyway.

She continued to look at the moonlight butterfly on Daoming Si Si's body after being soaked in water, and murmured: "...It's so beautiful."

"Hmph." Seeing her staring at the fantasy creature embroidered all over the kimono, Daoming Si pouted, "It's just a woman's interest, motherfucker."

As he spoke, he directly and roughly crumpled the clothes into a ball, and tore them apart forcefully, distorting the pattern almost: "For such a trivial matter, he specially asked your housekeeper to send over the kimono; Sojiro, you won't really change Guy, right?"

"It's gay, not guy." Ximen glanced at Lu Jianxing, and when his eyes fell back on Daoming Si, his tone was rather resentful: "Don't tell me you lived in Paris for two years, not only did you forget all your Japanese, you even Can't speak English anymore..."

"Fart, what I wanted to say was guy..."

"Let me testify, Ah's French is still very idiomatic; but one time he was clearly answering a passer-by who came to travel, but he almost sent him to prison..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Pfft... alright, alright, you two stop teasing Ah Si."

.........

Lu Jianxing was not interested in the conversations of these people whose ages and temperaments were completely different. She did not participate in their discussions, but just stared at the six-winged moonlight butterfly without saying a word. After looking at it for a long time, it was only after Daoming Temple rubbed it into a shape that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye that he looked away regretfully.

"..." Meizuoling and Huazelei looked at each other silently, the latter frowned, but still insisted on something, and shook his head lightly at Meizuo.

"Well." When Meizuo was deep in thought, Ximen suddenly grabbed his shoulders and whispered with a faint smile: "No, it doesn't matter. I've been looking for it for so long. In this case, it's enough..."

enough.

He suddenly stopped talking, but fixed his eyes on one direction——the hand on the opponent's shoulder dropped down without a sound.

In his field of vision, the girl kneeling next to Daoming Siji was calmly pouring a glass of cold water specially brought by the maid on the side of the kimono she was wearing in a rather casual manner. , When I saw the mottled thorns on the wings of the feather butterfly, I poured some more on the sleeve: the thin wings of the butterfly appeared in front of the girl's eyes.

She asked herself and answered in a low voice, "Well, do you want to do this?" Then she continued to splash along the texture of the moonlight butterfly, from neck to ankle, connecting the pattern into a thin line; The more I was amazed, unconsciously, my body was splashed wet...

I didn't notice it either.

……

Hua Zelei looked at the girl in front of her who ignored everything else, and suddenly remembered that afternoon many years ago.

The boy named Li was also like this, with almost the same movements and a smile in his eyes, he just played like this for a whole day - until he was found the next day, he had already passed out ; Lying on the keys, sleeping soundly.

The countless coats on his body were folded into a ball, covered with densely packed butterfly wings that had been cut into pieces by himself.

Later, Hua Zelei asked him why he was so free, he just had fun, and he didn’t sleep all night; he was still alone in that unheated music classroom, if he hadn’t adjusted the monitor and found him with a high fever, maybe It would be dead—he replied at the time:

"I'll just see if I can turn into a butterfly... Before that, I have to pick the one with the best wings, right? Alas, it's a pity that I failed, Zong Erlang, a liar."

.........

Hanazawa looked at Kamihoshi who had picked up the blade from the tea set and was carefully cutting the kimono, walked over in silence, sat beside her, and asked quietly: "I don't feel like doing these things. What do you mean?"

"Well," Lu Jianxing scratched open the thin blank space, "maybe you can turn into a butterfly - I'm joking, but then again;" She looked at Ximen Zong Erlang who was standing there motionless, "Sorry I played with it when I was happy, do I need to be so depressed? I will pay for your clothes, Simon Sang. But..." She waved the scraps in her hand, "Is there any better style, this one The wings are a bit collapsed, I want the dragon pattern."

The author has something to say: the first update~

Sorry, I was a little nervous about the exam two days ago, and I couldn't write at all; but after the exam, I can finally have a stable routine!I can finally end the days when I can only go to bed after two o'clock in the morning every day, happy and happy! 【Conquer the king laughs

Then I read everyone's comments, thank you for your concern!I also thank the little angels who have been throwing thunder and nutrient solution all the time, the author loves you so much.Don't worry, as long as there are no special circumstances, I will definitely insist on daily updates!Because of my kind of procrastination, if I don't insist on updating every day, it's easy to... As for the question of bl, Otome Xiang won't mix it up, it's just a foreshadowing for the deer.

Level F4 does not write personal lines, but directly clears the map. The significance of their appearance is very important~

There is one update left (promised to update [-]D), so this is the first update, let’s continue now, mua~