Lu Zixun's eyebrows raised unconsciously, and then his ears perked up.
Han Xiangzhu was stunned for a moment before he could answer.
Ranran said for her: "Second brother, aren't you talking nonsense? Who wouldn't like such an outstanding person like Luo Yongmu? We like him too! Right? Momo."
Momo nodded heavily: "Ranran is right, we all like Luo Yongmu."
The boys of the Lu family looked helpless.
Lu Zizhong: "Of course, that guy is of average height and has fair skin that doesn't look like a man. What do you like about him?"
Lu Zili: "Sisters, your taste is really bad! That guy doesn't even have one-tenth of the looks of your second brother and me. What do you like about him?"
Lu Zixun: "We can read and memorize some ancient poems simply and mechanically. It's just that we disdain him. If he has the ability to write a poem by himself that surpasses Li Bai, then I will really admire him."
Lu Zita scratched his head: "Actually, I think he's pretty good! At least he's whiter than me."
Lu Ziqian was amused by his words: "Fourth brother, what's the point of being darker? That's the healthiest skin color for boys!"
Lu Zibai added: "That's right, fourth brother, if all men look like pretty boys like Luo Yongmu, how can our country develop and become strong?"
After he finished speaking, he looked at his three sisters again: "Ranran, Dudu, and Momo. Soldiers who are strong and strong and protect the family and the country are the ones you should admire!"
He suddenly said such solemn and upright words, which made the other teenagers in the Lu family couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
Lu Zizhong was the first to give a thumbs up: "Liubao, well said!"
Lu Zili also gave a thumbs up: "I didn't expect that, little Fatty Liu, your thinking improved very quickly after not paying attention to it for a few days!"
When Lu Zibai heard his brothers calling him his nickname again, he punched them directly.
Lu Zili dodged deftly: "Little Fatty Liu, are you crazy? I was just praising you!"
Lu Zibai pointed at him: "I told you, don't call me by my nickname again! Otherwise I will fall out!"
Lu Ziqian laughed: "Liubao, if you don't want others to call you your nickname, let's lose weight first, okay?"
Lu Zibai pouted in dissatisfaction and retorted: "Why am I fat? Am I strong? I took a self-test online. My height and weight are the most standard. You guys are all too thin."
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Momo and the other little girls really didn't want to listen to the boys' nagging, so they didn't wait for them and asked the driver, Xiao Wang, to drive home first.
In the following week, Han Xiangzhu was driven to school by the young men of the Lu family on bicycles. Of course, the one who took her to school the most was Lu Zixun.
Today, her legs are completely healed.
During the big class break, as soon as she came out of the toilet, she was pulled to the stairwell by a girl.
"You are Han Xiangzhu, right?" The girl was slightly taller than her and very beautiful, but her tone of voice was very unkind.
"Who are you?" Han Xiangzhu looked at the girl who looked familiar but couldn't remember it.
"My name is Bai Jinglin, and I am a classmate with Lu Zixun." The girl announced her family name.
Bai Jinglin looked at Han Xiangzhu at this time, feeling very angry in her heart.