The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

At the entrance of Qingsong Primary School.

Meng Lang turned a corner and saw Wang Zhaoping standing by the road, smoking and looking around.

Wang Zhaoping happened to see Meng Lang at this time, and the two looked at each other.

He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and greeted it with a smile.

When the two of them approached, Wang Zhaoping stared at Meng Lang and said suddenly...

"Chaoyang Masses?"

With his vicious eyes as an old detective, he could tell the slightest fluctuation in the other person's mood from his eyes.

However, Meng Lang didn't seem to hear anything, his face was expressionless, and he just passed him by as if there was no one around...

Wang Zhaoping: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, unable to laugh or cry, and quickly turned around and called Meng Lang to stop.

"Hey! Brother Meng, I'm talking to you, I'm not on a mission!"

Meng Lang paused.

He looked around and asked, "Are you sure I can speak?"

"I'm sure!" Wang Zhaoping was a little funny.

However, when the other party heard the words "Chaoyang Masses" just now, his eyes didn't even seem to waver.

Is this because his acting skills are too good or his determination is too strong?

"I was shocked. I thought you were here to stay again." Meng Lang pretended to be relieved. "What did you just tell me?"

"Uh...nothing..."

"Oh! By the way, were those traffickers caught yesterday?"

"Yeah! We caught them, not a single one was left behind, and we rescued many abducted children, but this was all thanks to an enthusiastic Chaoyang citizen.

Without his report, the outcome might have been disastrous. "

"Oh? Really? The Chaoyang people's business is quite extensive, and they have even come to Su City. They are indeed the light of the right path."

"Yes! What a coincidence, the Nanshan Temple where the informant is located is quite close to the place where you got off the bus.

Do you know Nanshan Temple? The abbot there uses a smartphone, and I heard that the marriage lottery is quite effective. "

rash:"……"

Master Abbot, it’s okay to show off your ability to use a smartphone, but the marriage sign is a bit private, right?

"Brother Meng, aren't you curious about who these Chaoyang people are?" Wang Zhaoping looked at Meng Lang.

"Ahem! I'm curious! What's the 'Entertainment Industry Disciplinary Inspection Commission', what's the 'world's fifth-largest ace intelligence organization', what's 'a literary man can bring peace to the world with his pen, and a military man can take charge of the world'.

What is being circulated on the Internet is ridiculous. He is simply the embodiment of heroism and chivalry, the nightmare and nemesis of criminals, and a role model for the righteous people like us..."

"Okay, okay!" Wang Zhaoping quickly asked Meng Lang to stop.

"I'm asking, aren't you curious about the identity of this enthusiastic crowd?"

"If you're not curious, can't we just catch the trafficker? We've all eaten eggs, so we have to know the chicken that laid the eggs?"

"Alas! This egg is so delicious that people can't help but want to know the chicken that laid the egg, haha...

But what Brother Meng said is true, as long as the traffickers are caught anyway. "

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then laughed tacitly at the same time...

…

Watching Wang Zhaoping's leaving figure, Meng Lang had a look on his face.

On the spider web of fate, you help me and I will help you.

And how big a storm this little butterfly can incite not only depends on whether its own wings are strong enough, but also whether it can bring other friends to fly together.

Destiny is like chess, winning or losing depends on how you mobilize the chess pieces...

"Eh? Little brother, what a coincidence, I meet you again!"

While he was thinking about something, a voice from the side suddenly interrupted Meng Lang's thoughts.

He turned around and saw that it was the "wealth-showing group" he met last time.

The wealthy man had just gotten out of a white Audi on the side of the road. He had a gold watch, a belt and leather shoes, and he had an aura about him.

There was also a woman wearing a pearl necklace who came down with him. She must be the other party's wife.

I seem to have heard Xiao Yu mention it last time... What is his son's name?

It seems to be called Wang Zikai?

"So it's Brother Wang, here to pick up Zikai?"

Wang Xianfu was stunned for a moment. This tone... are we so familiar?

"Uh... Haha! Yes, my little brother is also here to pick up the child? Didn't you drive?" Wang Xianfu pressed the car lock.

"Dip!" Audi's eyes flashed, showing his outstanding presence.

Meng Lang glanced at the car and smiled. "Oh! We live nearby, and Road 11 is enough."

Quite coincidentally, he had just seen this model at the company not long ago, the new Audi A4, which cost more than 400,000 yuan.

It's just that the last person who drove this car, Chen Cheng... visually guessed that he had run away?

"You live so close? I really envy you. It's not like us who live in the 'Yuwangfu'. It's just a few streets away. It's not far or close. We have to drive here every time we pick up and drop off.

When Zikai goes to junior high school, he must buy a house in a school district closer to him. "

"Haha!" Meng Lang twitched the corners of his mouth but did not answer.

He turned to look at the pretty and "upscale" woman next to him.

"Is this sister-in-law? She's so young."

This is not a lie. Compared with Wang Xianfu, this woman does look much younger, only about thirty at most.

"Husband, who is this?" The woman looked at Wang Xianfu.

"Oh! He's the parent of Zikai's classmate. I met him last time when I picked up my child."

"Oh, Hello!"

The woman looked at Meng Lang's clothes, nodded her head, and then went to chat with a group of mothers.

From time to time, laughter came from inside, such as "Your clothes are so beautiful, where did you buy them and how much did they cost?" "XX Internet celebrity restaurant is particularly beautiful for photos", "Where are you going to travel during the summer vacation", "Let's play mahjong together on the weekends" and the like.

"Brothers are laughing at each other. We were still in college when we met. It's okay to be arrogant. It's just that he spends more money than the younger ones."

Wang Xianfu had a helpless tone and hid his pride well.

Meng Lang felt a little funny.

If you can't show off your baby, why don't you show off your wife this time?

I have to say that you have successfully avoided the truth and struck down the falsehood...

"rash!"

A familiar voice came from behind him. He turned around in confusion and saw Lin Haitang standing handsomely in the crowd.

He is wearing a small white suit, with long, smooth hair, and his sleeves are slightly rolled up, revealing a small section of his snow-white arm.

The key is that Lin Haitang didn't wear glasses today, and even put on exquisite makeup. Her charm was at its maximum, and she immediately attracted the attention of many male parents around her.

"Eh? Why are you here?" Meng Lang was stunned.

"I have a performance tonight, so I got off work early, eh? Who is this?" Lin Haitang looked at Wang Xianfu, who was stunned.

Meng Lang looked at Wang Xianfu's look and knew that this must be a misunderstanding, but...

Is an explanation necessary?

"Oh! This is the parent of Xiaoyu's classmate. I met him last time when I picked up my child."

"Oh, hello!" Lin Haitang smiled and nodded, and then saw a familiar little figure rushing out from the school gate.

"Xiao Yu is out, let's go."

…

"Uncle, sister, why are you all here? I'm so happy!"

Xiao Yu excitedly held their hands.

At this moment, it seems like we are really a family of three... Yeah! At least that's how it seems to outsiders, right?

Meng Lang couldn't help but turn his head and saw Wang Xianfu standing in the cold wind, with the background in black and white...

well! Meng Lang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He showed off deliberately, as if he wanted to tell everyone he knew that he was extremely happy.

Most people were dissatisfied with his excessive showing off, while a few friends were pleased that he was doing well.

Only I...read his loneliness.