[Before I begin, I will reply to a message from a mobile phone reader. I will reply directly to the messages from computer readers on the book page. Since I cannot log in to the mobile phone users’ messages, I can only rely on [Baby] brother to convey them. Then I will summarize them and answer them.
Dear friends, I have been urging Laowei to update a lot recently. All I can say here is that Laowei will try his best to update more. There are two most difficult parts to write in a novel, which are the beginning and the end. At the beginning, I think about how to lay out the development and how to attract people.
Readers, what you want at the end is perfection. These days, I keep reading my previous chapters to see how much foreshadowing has been laid in the past, how many dug holes have not been filled, and at the end, what holes should be filled?
They have to be filled in, and I can’t just fill in the holes, otherwise it will be very boring for readers, and it will probably feel the same as solving the problem, so when I fill in the holes, I have to dig some small holes and fill in the big holes at the same time.
, buried a small hole on the side so that everyone can read less boringly. Lao Wei tries his best to keep the speed, but the quality is always the first. If the book written by Lao Wei can be read now, I will never let it go.
You are disappointed, I will definitely give the whole story a perfect ending!
There was also a reader who left a message. It can be seen that you said it from the bottom of your heart. Brother Baby found it for me and sent it to me. I was very moved by you. You said in the message that you wanted Lu Xiaobei to go back to school.
You are setting the stage for meeting Zhang Wei in the future. You are right. I really think so. You also said that you want a good ending. I promise you and all readers that there will be a good ending! Okay, nonsense.
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Lu Xiaobei and Ben couldn't escape the money. An ordinary piece of clothing often costs thousands or tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars. This is an astronomical figure for Lu Xiaobei now. Let's take a look at some handicrafts.
It was extremely expensive. Lu Xiaobei bought a new one, but he no longer had the financial strength.
Lu Xiaobei, who had not been to a shopping mall for a long time, lamented the rapid increase in the number of items nowadays. When he walked out of the shopping mall in despair, it was getting dark and the party was about to start in an hour, but Lu Xiaobei was still empty-handed and had nothing.
I didn't buy it. When Lu Xiaobei was at a loss, he saw an old man on the roadside carrying a big box. On the box were several dough figures made of dough, including Sun Wukong, Nezha, Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and Guan Yu.
, etc. Some ancient Chinese myths or historical figures. This craft is called Noodler, which is a folk handicraft spread in old Beijing. Such handicrafts are easy to see near the Summer Palace in Beijing. But now
In Hong Kong, how could such a noodle shop appear on such a busy street? This old man was walking on Queen's Road carrying a box of noodles. Could he sell it?
Lu Xiaobei took two steps, caught up with the old man, and asked: "Master, how much does it cost for a guy like you? I'll buy one." Lu Xiaobei said.
The old man glanced at Lu Xiaobei. His face was wrinkled, he was already very old, he had a white beard, and he looked a little bit spiritual. The old man said, "Are you from the north?"
"Yes. I came here to go to school."
"Looking at the murderous look on your face, even though you dress like a student, at heart you are not meant to be a student." The old man could see Lu Xiaobei's vicissitudes of life at a glance.
Lu Xiaobei didn't want to talk nonsense with the old man. He didn't care about the vicissitudes of life. He only cared about how the old man's face was sold.
"Master, how much does a face like you cost?"
"The noodles are not for sale."
"Not selling? Then what are you doing carrying this box of noodles?" Lu Xiaobei asked.
"This is my own business. You don't need to worry about it. If you really want a person like this, I can give you one." The old man said with a smile. He smiled, showing his yellow teeth.
"Then thank you, I want that Chang'e." Lu Xiaobei pointed at a female-faced person wearing white clothes and said.
The old man smiled, pulled the noodle out of the box, handed it to Lu Xiaobei, and said, "Here you go, this is not Chang'e, it's Daji." After saying that, the old man smiled and changed, carrying the box along the way.
Road, keep going forward.
Lu Xiaobei looked at the back of the old man and felt that this man was very mysterious, with a hint of murderous intent in the mystery. The old man could tell that Lu Xiaobei was a man with extraordinary experiences. Judging from the old man's behavior and movements, Lu Xiaobei also found that he was extremely mysterious.
He is not an idle person. This old man is walking on the bustling streets of Hong Kong with a box of noodles on his back. What on earth is he going to do?
Lu Xiaobei looked at the old man's back, walking farther and farther. The old man's walking box did not look like an old man at all. The way he walked was more like a young man. He even walked faster than a young man. Lu Xiaobei
Beiguang inferred from the way this old man walked that his kung fu was quite good!
At this time, it was almost time and the birthday party was about to start. Lu Xiaobei grabbed the face, took a taxi and rushed to Yang Caixia's house.
Arriving in front of a luxurious villa, the car stopped. Lu Xiaobei got out of the car and saw many luxury cars outside the door.
As he was walking towards the door, a Mercedes-Benz sports car whizzed past him and almost hit Lu Xiaobei. The car stopped in front of the door, and a boy with straight hair got out of the car. He, like Lu Xiaobei, studied in school.
He studied at the University of Hong Kong, and was in the same class as Lu Xiaobei and the others. His name was Li Dejie, and his father was a deputy inspector of the Hong Kong SAR Police Department. He had a very high management committee, equivalent to the position of deputy director of the Procuratorate of our province.
Feng Sheng Shui Qi was living in Baidao, and his biggest enemy was the Hongmen of Hong Kong. However, in the past few years, Hongmen has slowly become commercialized and bleached, and the two families did not have too many festivals. In the past, the Hongmen
Everything slowly resolved over time.
Li Dejie is a popular figure in school. Although his studies are not very good, he has many girlfriends. He changes girls every day. Because this kid has a celebrity face, he was spotted by the Emperor Company in Hong Kong.
After graduating from college, I dropped out of school and went to work for Emperor. Now I am considered a second-tier star in Hong Kong. I have acted in many film and television dramas. Although they were supporting roles or even supporting roles, I am still somewhat familiar with him. I have many fans in Hong Kong.
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As soon as he got out of the Mercedes-Benz, he saw Lu Xiaobei. With contempt in his eyes, he said, "Oh, isn't this Lu Xiaobei? Why are you here too?"
Lu Xiaobei looked at Li Dejie, smiled, and said modestly: "Big star, long time no see."
"Look at the clothes you're wearing, and you're here to attend such a high-end party. Don't you think it's embarrassing? I advise you not to go in. It's too embarrassing for Caixia!" Li Dejie said, and walked in. There was no one behind him.
The people who came in looked at Lu Xiaobei in his school uniform, and they all pursed their lips and snickered.
Lu Xiaobei didn't know why these people were laughing at him. Isn't it bad to wear a school uniform? He remembered that when he first got mixed up in the north, a school uniform was his signature look. Looking at these people attending the banquet, dressed in fancy clothes, women
Each of them was more revealing than the other, with most of their nakedness exposed. They didn't know women from good families at all, which made Lu Xiaobei very displeased.
But you have to look at it if you don't like it. After all, it is no longer the time when Lu Xiaobei was all-powerful. Lu Xiaobei's current identity is just a poor student at the University of Hong Kong.
Lu Xiaobei walked into the manor. The courtyard of the manor was very vast, and the green lawn was full of people. There were colorful lanterns hanging above their heads. They were colorful and beautiful.
Not far away, many men and women had gathered, holding wine glasses and chatting. It seemed that that was the venue for today's party.
Lu Xiaobei held his noodle and walked over. Unexpectedly, he ran into Li Dejie again. Li Dejie had just taken the red wine from the waiter's hand when he accidentally saw the noodle in Lu Xiaobei's hand and said
: "What are you holding in your hand?"
"A gift, a birthday gift for Yang Caixia." Lu Xiaobei replied calmly.
"Gift? Haha, this... what kind of crap is this? It's a little man made of dough, with messy colors on it! It's really dirty." A boy who was with Li Delong said with a smile.
A girl in scantily clad clothes also came over and said, "What kind of crap is this? You'd better not show it to Yang Caini, she will be disgusted and vomit!"
"Hahaha..." A group of people laughed at Lu Xiaobei unscrupulously, but they didn't know that such handicrafts are only available in Beijing. In other places, the method of making dough figures has been lost. The great working people who truly understand the motherland
A person with exquisite craftsmanship will never laugh at a folk art with such exquisite craftsmanship as the Noodle Man.
When Lu Xiaobei faced the ridicule from these people, he was not angry. Instead, he smiled normally. After two years in this school, it was not just a day or two when he faced ridicule from rich kids like them. Lu Xiaobei had already become accustomed to it.
He doesn't care. Those who are satisfied with it don't know that the words and body are not as good as others...
Lu Xiaobei faced all kinds of cynicism and remained indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.
These people were smiling and happy. Lu Xiaobei silently lowered his head and walked away.
At this time, a man appeared on a temporary high platform on the lawn, and the spotlight was on this man. He was Yang Caixia's father, Yang Kang, a Hong Kong real estate tycoon worth tens of billions!
"Dear friends, welcome everyone. Today is the birthday of my woman Yang Caixia. Twenty years ago today, she came to the world and brought joy to our family. Did she bring happiness to your life?
Colorful. Today is her birthday. We gather together to wish my daughter a healthy and happy growth! Now, let my daughter say a few words!" After that, Yang Kang walked down.
When Yang Caixia appeared on the stage, all five spotlights were shining on her alone.
Yang Caixia wore a pure white princess costume and walked gracefully to the stage. Under the spotlight, she looked charming. All the boys present were stunned. Of course, except Lu Xiaobei, Lu Xiaobei didn't even know what she was doing at that time.
Look, he keeps his head down, for fear of meeting someone he shouldn't see like Chen Haonan. In fact, Chen Haonan and many other Hong Kong celebrities, tycoons and senior officials have already entered the villa early, and those outside are some Yang Caixia
classmates, or people who don’t have a high status.
Yang Caixia also finished talking about some problems in a very conventional way, and hurriedly walked down. On the lawn, the lights came on again, making the night look like day. Hundreds of people were here listening to the music in the middle of nowhere. On the other side of the lawn,
At one end is a self-service food shelf with a variety of foods for students to choose from.
After Yang Caixia finished speaking, she walked down and chatted and laughed with her classmates and ate food together.
Lu Xiaobei found a very quiet place, pulled up a chair and sat down, holding the noodle man in his hand. He didn't know when would be a good time to send it there. There were a lot of people now. If he really gave the noodle man directly to
Yang Caixia would definitely make her lose face, so Lu Xiaobei sent it to her when there were few people around. After delivering the gift, he left quickly. He didn't want to stay too long in such a so-called high-level gathering.
At this time, Yang Caixia saw a lonely Lu Xiaobei in the distance. Yang Caixia knew that Lu Xiaobei was a somewhat withdrawn person in the class, so he had not made many friends in two years. He seemed to have his own worries in his heart.
He didn't want to tell anyone, and he didn't want anyone to get close to him. Originally, he didn't want to invite Lu Xiaobei to his birthday party this time, but he invited almost all the classmates in the class. It would look very awkward if he didn't invite Lu Xiaobei.
It was rude, so I invited Lu Xiaobei here too.
Lu Xiaobei was sitting quietly by himself when Yang Caixia came over.
"Why don't you go over there and play with your classmates? It's boring to be alone here." Yang Caixia said.
"I...I'm not used to so many people." Lu Xiaobei said.
"It's fun when there are many people, otherwise it would be pointless for you to come here. Hey, what are you holding in your hand? It's so cute." Yang Caixia saw the dough in Lu Xiaobei's hand and asked.
"Mianren, this is your birthday present, but I'm afraid you won't like it."
"Is he really a Mianren! You...how did you know that what I want most for my birthday gift this year is a Mianren!" Yang Caixia said excitedly.
"Mianren? Why do you like this?"
"Of course, my mother used to be an artist and a clay sculpture. She said that no matter Michelangelo or any famous sculpture master, they would not be as serious as those folk artists who make clay figures. Their sculptures
When everyone makes something, they think about how much money they can make, and these folk artists who make clay figurines do it so that their work can be passed on. Art is not high or low, but this society allows them to have it.
Generation gap.
When my mother passed away, she was still holding Mian Ren in her hand. Thinking about it now, it has been ten years since my mother passed away. In the past ten years, my feelings for the person in front of me have never diminished. I saw a successful work of Mian Ren.
, I really want to see my mother's soul inside! Thank you, your gift is the best gift I have received on this birthday!" Yang Caixia said excitedly.
At this moment, Li Dejie came over from a distance, holding a small crystal box in his hand...