After the global recovery I crossed

Wang Xichen narrowed his eyes and watched Zhao Lue come back slowly.

He stepped on the shadow that appeared inexplicably, and under the sun were resurrected people.

"how did you do that?"

"you guess."

Wang Xichen guessed: "Did you take the power of the toll booth for yourself after killing those four people?"

Zhao Lue thought for a while, and said "Yes".

"Since it's all right, let's go eat barbecue, Ye Feiyu has urged me several times."

They got out of the bridge, returned to the normal road, and headed towards the barbecue manor at the foot of Yuquan Mountain.

Wang Xichen wanted to say a word to Zhao Lue, and it happened that Paramela was passing through a long passage at this time.

In the dim light, the light sometimes reflected on Zhao Lue's straight nose bridge, and sometimes reflected on the corners of his pursed lips, and no matter how the light and shadow changed, his eyes were always focused.

Wang Xichen looked a little dazed.He remembered about Zhao Lue's birth, the anecdote that had been circulated among the family in the early years.

Suddenly, Zhao Lue turned his head to look at him, his eyes were so bright that he wanted to separate Wang Xichen's flesh and blood.

"He's not dead." Zhao Lue said.

"Who?"

"Han Jianping."

"How did he not die?"

"That's right. Although Wu Zhiqi has the ability of the water god, but this ability has been stripped by the main god. His feet are the river, so he should be drowned." Zhao Lue touched the golden invitation letter in his pocket , "Unless other gods help him."

"Aside from the main god, are there other gods? Or something like a life station?"

"I heard him calling a name."

"Isn't it calling you?" The car drove out of the passage, and the destination was close at hand.

"No, it's not Zhao Lue, he's calling—" Zhao Lue got out of the car first, his voice fluctuating from near to far, "Lin Xingtao."

"Lin Xingtao." Wang Xichen called out the name subconsciously, seeing Zhao Lue who was outside the car smiling at him.

"Wang Xichen, have you seen how long you can live?"

Wang Xichen didn't see it. As soon as this question came up, he remembered that he still had something to say to Zhao Lue.He wanted to tell Zhao Lue that he saw that his balance was two zeros on the monitor.

Wang Xichen got out of the car, just as he closed the door, he turned around and was stuffed by Zhao Lue who was close at hand.

His hand was heavy, and he looked down, except for the buttons of Zhao Lue's windbreaker, there were fat white leaves.

"How do I do it? Like this."

The pot of dead succulents is rejuvenating, show it to Zhao Lue.

Zhao Lue patted Wang Xichen's shoulder heavily, and his voice drifted between the two of them: "I can't give you another bowl of meat, but I have something else to give you."

Wang Xichen trembled all over.

—I will give you a life.

So Wang Xichen swallowed what he wanted to say, and he knew that the two zeros must not mean zero, even if it was before, it must not be now.

Because he saw the succulent alive, together with the broken pot.

That's not the life force of the tollbooth at all.

The basin is lifeless, how can it be resurrected together?

It's like how the power of life can pick up a smashed bus from the bottom of the river and restore it to like new again?

How do you know that Han Jianping is not dead and still calling a name?

Wang Xichen held the jade beauty in front of his eyes, and looked at the world through the small gaps in the leaves.

Maybe it was Zhao Lue's own power that was in his body, and he saw what he couldn't see.

He saw a small white dragon leaning against Zhao Lue's cheek, wagging its tail, seemingly very happy.

"Lin Xingtao?" Wang Xichen called out the name to Xiaolong in astonishment.

Xiaolong turned his head slightly, responding to the name, but it didn't look like he was called by that name.

On the contrary, Zhao Lue turned around strangely and asked, "What's the matter? What are you doing standing there? Come and have a barbecue."

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Ye Feiyu booked a field on the lawn.

It was time for dinner, and the sunset glow was fierce, burning people's empty stomachs.

Zhao Lue stepped on the gravel road step by step, swept it around, and said with a smile, "Yo, I'm all eating."

No matter what people were doing, they turned around and looked at him when they heard the voice.

Ye Feiyu passed through the flowers with a "huh" and flew in front of Zhao Lue. He put his arms around his neck and smiled and said to everyone: "What did I say! I didn't lie to you! Our Young Master Zhao is still here!"

"Whoever bets right gets a pair of pigeon wings!"

Everyone laughed in unison.

Ye Feiyu said to Zhao Lue: "Every time someone keeps the promise, a pigeon will lose its wings."

"What if I don't come?"

"Then let the pigeons go!"

"Release the pigeons!!!" Someone yelled, and the waiter on one side raised the exquisite birdcage and pulled it away.

"Everyone is waiting for you, and you haven't eaten yet." Ye Feiyu smiled and pointed to the snacks and barbecue grills that no one had touched. "A news told us to wait until now, and the elders can't tell us to be so obedient."

Zhao Lue raised his eyebrows, randomly took a bottle of wine from the waiter's plate, twisted his fingers, and poured it into his mouth.

Booing and cheering suddenly startled a large crowd of pigeons.

"Time the clock! Let's see if our Young Master Zhao can finish blowing a bottle in 15 seconds!"

"I really apologize for drinking!"

"It can't be like that!"

"Then what do you say?"

Immediately, the train was full of malicious "tongue kisses and apologies" and "forced kisses and apologies".

When Zhao Lue finished blowing a bottle, he sat down in the middle of the sofa, the applause was like a flock of pigeons, and the sound waves rushed out.

The stamina of the wine was a bit strong, Zhao Lue raised his head, and when the crowd gathered around, he saw a bunch of skylight over their heads.

Zhao Lue was the center of the crowd, and he had an illusion.

—Wherever I am, white will hover and dance above my head.

There are white feathers, the pigeons are commotion, and the lanterns are shaken.

Wang Xichen didn't drink, and no one cared about him at this time. On the one hand, it was because he was older than everyone present, and on the other hand, everyone wanted to gather around Zhao Lue and tell jokes and stories.

"The reason why Ye Feiyu took everyone crazy is because he had a nightmare!"

"When I grow up so big, I'm afraid of having nightmares hahaha."

"What a nightmare, I think Ye Feiyu has lost weight, give me one too."

after awhile.

"Hey, let Zhao Lue take it easy, his face is blushing."

With a "Hula", the people dispersed again.

Wang Xichen looked at Zhao Lue who obviously needed to drink slowly, and felt a little funny.

Zhao Lue raised his head and asked, "Am I blushing?"

Wang Xichen: "No, just teasing you."

Then he asked, "How about some cake?"

Zhao Lue: "Bring more, I'm hungry."

"Didn't you say you weren't hungry earlier?" Wang Xichen turned around to get it.

Zhao Lue lay back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

I was full before, and now I am hungry again.

After a while, he opened his eyes, looking across the young and vigorous faces.

He didn't hide his gaze, so some people blinked in confusion, some smiled at him, and some stared back at him as if they were in opposition.

Zhao Lue was biting the small cake that Wang Xichen handed over, and some people would also hand over other barbecues.

The aroma of food permeates this small area that no outsider can enter.

In fact, many celebrities will come to this barbecue villa, but everyone doesn't want strangers to get involved.

Those present are all acquaintances who are more familiar than barbecue.

"Cheers!" Ye Feiyu yelled, oil was all over the side of his mouth after eating spicy food.

The young people held out their hands and raised their glasses.

For a moment, in the night, a brilliance more dazzling than lights flashed.Some have millions of watches on their wrists, some are wrapped with strings of beads consecrated by eminent monks, and some are clean, white and smooth.

All kinds of wine glasses and beverages collide and sway crisply through the glass.

Due to the large number of people, their hands inevitably touched together.

Zhao Lue knows that every hand can easily pull up a big net about wealth and status.

"Zhao Lue!" "Master Zhao!"

They affectionately called him by name, jokingly called him Mr. X, waiting for his hand to join the big net, waiting for him to walk into their circle, and become the most indispensable in this net and this circle part.

"No, forget it, the bottle you drank just now is the kind that will make you drunk if you touch it."

"Are you up there?"

Zhao Lue pressed his forehead and picked up a glass of champagne.

When walking towards them, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

He felt strangely...a feeling that he didn't belong in this circle.

This is of course very strange, this circle is familiar to him, from childhood to adulthood, there are many playmates, but he remembers every face.

This time it was Ye Feiyu who invited them, so the younger ones in the family who came were the ones who had the most fun.

As long as they get together without elders and strangers, they let go of playing-this is an unspoken thing, and it is also a rare thing.Zhao Lue also knew that he wanted to come here today to be presumptuous.

Luxury cars are parked outside the manor. Who bought a Daniel yesterday and who bought a Koenigsegg today?

They were born with huge wealth that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, but surrounded by similar people, wealth is not something to be proud of.

Wealth is a symbol. Wang Xichen drives a Panamera. No one will question that Wang Xichen can only drive a million-dollar car.

No one will ask them if they have [-] million like Han Jianping.

Do you have [-] million?

ah?Are you joking?

Being rich is common sense.

If it is not common sense to celebrate your birthday on a ship every year, and it is true that not everyone can fly to all over the world, but is it not common sense to have at least one house under your name?

Where do those people who say they don't have a house live? Do they all rent houses?Ye Feiyu even asked this kind of question.

Stupid enough to reveal a point of superiority.

Zhao Lue understood that Ye Feiyu really didn't understand at that time.

Speaking of it, it's not that they don't know how to wear clothes worth a few hundred yuan, and they don't know how to make skewers at roadside stalls, but they are indeed too far away from poverty.

This is not something that can be felt by donating money to public welfare organizations every year, just like ordinary people know that some people in mountainous areas only have a hundred a month but they cannot empathize with it.

If we really want to say, we cannot say that they are superior to wealth status, they are clearly superior to the freedom, vision, calmness, naturalness and ubiquitous pursuit in this world brought by wealth status.

They are well-bred, and they will not drive luxury cars just to pick up girls, but it is normal for someone to serve them attentively no matter standing or sitting. In their own company, no one will walk in front of them except relatives, even if they have nothing The position is normal, and it is normal for everyone to wait for me to make the first move in a place where there are no acquaintances.

What do they look like without their family wealth and status?

Everyone is not the kind of dandy who spends his days and nights. When we leave here, those who should go to prestigious schools go to prestigious schools-Newcastle, St. Mary, Johns Hopkins... Those who should go to the company go to the company, and those who should go home go home.Violin, piano, fencing, golf, equestrian... They have at least one of them.The etiquette is impeccable when needed, and the quality of education is not forgotten when it is not needed.

Zhao Lue's wine glass collided with the person next to him, making a crisp sound.

What do we look like without family wealth and status?

What would I look like without my family wealth and status?

[Did you see it?You could have lived that life too, you could have been born with it.But now it's up to you to fight for it - the life you want to live. ]

Zhao Lue's fingers trembled suddenly.

Zhao Lue can play the cello, the saxophone, and of course the piano. He has learned archery, tea art, flower arrangement, and even has a private jet driver's license.

But he can't play basketball.

Such an overly confrontational sport can easily be let go by others.

To be honest, not many people dared to throw things at him.

"Ding--"

Zhao Lue clinked glasses.

bump!

Respect everyone for casting a good tire, and respect everyone for living a good life.

Zhao Lue drank it all in one gulp.

But—he collected himself and smiled.

If one day I really fall into the dust, if my life is erected with barriers...

Is there any choice but to move forward?Does he not move on now?

A beggar is not a beggar all his life, he doesn't believe that he will live a mediocre life.

[However, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he is already the king of a place, has commanded thousands of soldiers and horses, even saved all the people, expelled the national teacher, and became the dragon king. ]

There were two more dice at the bottom of the wine glass, and he shook them.

His thoughts continued, and he seemed to understand something important at this moment, which he had vaguely felt in various extreme sports but had never been so clear.

His fate must be in his own hands.

Family wealth status is not the most important factor in determining who he is.

He is Zhao Lue, he is...

"Playing dice?" someone said.

"The new rules that have been introduced are still unified across the country. Whoever reads them to listen to them."

"It's simple. Shun Zi re-rolls, Leopard is 6, pure Leopard is 7, substitute 9 double, roll penalty 9..."

"Come, come, come if you understand, don't be ignorant of the rules."

Zhao Lue poured out two dice, and on his head, he was lucky to become a dragon.

The author has something to say: The pigeon is borrowed from Yu Guangzhong's "Everywhere I Am".

Zhao Lue is gradually awakening as Lin Xingtao.

For people who are unhappy in life and may complain about fate: Fuck you! (funny)