During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it’s a wonderful time for friends and family to communicate through projection. Everyone sits in their own projection room, takes out fruits and starts drinking tea in the cloud.
Comrade Lu Jiande's fourth cousin who works at the lunar base also joined the call. His arrival aroused unexplained cheers from the elders.
Cousin Lu is smiling and is a kind-hearted middle-aged man. In his ordinary appearance, only the short stubble on his chin is the most eye-catching. He wears thick engineering glasses with lenses.
His eyes are blue, which makes him look distracted and dull, especially to children, giving him a weird and inhuman feeling, so he is not very popular among younger generations.
Uncle Deer greeted everyone in the projection room, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and the whole family is reunited." He said some dry polite words, but his tone was very sincere.
The smooth-haired uncle greeted his fourth brother. They all had the same father, Lu Tingchu, but the fourth brother was obviously the most popular with his father, so that the eldest brother with a cool head felt weak every time he spoke in front of the fourth brother.
"Here you come? Where do you like to fight?" The boss suppressed his hometown accent.
"It's good, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival every day on the moon." Lao Si pushed up his glasses and said something that was not very humorous, but it made everyone laugh. Lu Zhengkang didn't want to stay in the projection room, he wanted to
I went to the balcony to watch the fireworks, but that would be too rude.
The fourth cousin has the highest academic level, so out of his elder responsibilities, he has to take care of the younger generation's studies.
At this time, things were really going on. Lu Zhengkang’s cousins, all of them looked unnatural. Some of them were more nervous than panic. They would rub their hands and stare at their cousin without blinking, as if
Some of the dogs waiting for food are in a panic, looking like they are mourning for their heirs, which is discouraging. As for the little ones like Lu Zhengkang, they can have fun secretly, after all, they haven't officially started school yet.
"Lupo Yang."
Lu Zhengkang's second cousin, the younger son of his uncle, said honestly that he is the eldest among the younger generation of scholars. Those older than him are all working, and those younger than him have not yet taken the college entrance examination.
As a graduate student, he was the first to bear the brunt and died a worthy death.
"How many papers have been published this year?"
"Three articles, the instructor has strict requirements."
"Oh, it's a little missing. I will communicate with your instructor."
"Shi...thank you Fourth Uncle."
The juniors had weird expressions. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare. It was very hard to hold it in.
The fourth cousin twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, forgetting to mention that the reason why he was not liked by his nephews had a lot to do with his poisonous tongue. Combined with his cold and unfocused gaze, it could scare people to the point of separation.
.
Hidden behind the high-tech glasses, he must be sarcastically saying: This little kid's combat power is only 5.
"Zhang Xichen."
Oh ho, she is the daughter of Lu Zhengkang's second uncle, a senior in high school. It seems that this year they will be killed in order of age.
"Arrived!" Cousin Xichen jumped up, her exaggerated reaction causing the whole room to burst into laughter. She blushed and sat down again, shaking like a machine sifting chaff under her mother's gaze.
"What score do you think you can get in the college entrance examination?"
Here we go, everyone secretly thought, what a classic sure-kill move against high school students!
Lu Zhengkang watched with great interest the heroes who died heroically. The farther back they were in the queue, the more painful their expressions became. From Cao's army who was burned in Red Cliff, to the Allied troops who were shot down by machine guns on the Normandy landing, they almost stood up, suffered death, and sat down.
Next, autistic, a set of procedures is easy and freehand.
"Lu Zhengkang."
"Ah?" Classmate Xiaolu was confused.
The brothers and sisters laughed unkindly. You were the one who had the most fun just now. It’s really a good reincarnation.
The cousin's eyes followed the rotation of his head and drew icy tracks in the air. The bodies of the kids passing by were shaken until classmate Lu Zhengkang, who was resolute, brave, resolute and unyielding, looked at each other with a smile on his face.
It is a calm posture.
Good guy, the combat power of this human larva is actually 500. My cousin had a serious face, and Lu Zhengkang also had a serious face. Everyone could only feel the invisible air current surging in the projection room.
Cousin Puyang was so shocked that his young mind of three years and two hundred and sixty-four months roared: "Ah, their painting style is better than mine! It's incredible, oh my God, is this the strong man?"
The world? I was so frightened that I almost tipped the tomato cheese pasta in my hand upside down on the cold pine floor and the rich soup splashed on my boots! And why did I say such a silly line?
Hello!"
Cousin Xichen covered her eyes, "This light! Ah, it's so dazzling! Just the confrontation of momentum has such power! The powerful Dou Zong is so terrifying!"
"Uh-huh..."
"awsl..."
The other brothers and sisters also started to play happily.
Mr. Lu Tingchu patted the table and coughed, "It's weird, what does it look like? Sit down."
The juniors put away their grimaces, sat upright, and stared at Lu Zhengkang. Although their faces were expressionless, their eyes were very cheerful.
Lu Zhengkang:←_←
"Is it time to go to school this year?" A five.
"Yeah." A seven.
It was time to disperse the cards just now.
"You can't relax in kindergarten. Are you still learning English?" Three belts and one
"Of course! (Of course!)" I also follow the rules.
"How long do you study in a day?" One to ten.
"Twelve hours." One to two.
"Will it be very tiring?" I'm sorry.
"Not tired at all." Shunzi said.
Lu Zhengkang looked at the cards in his hand, then looked at the other side, and shouted in his heart: "With seventeen cards, can you beat me? I will eat the projector on the spot!"
"Then study for two more hours." Wang Zha.
"Huh?" I'm sorry.
"You should study more when you are young. You don't have to watch games or cartoons. You can also study online. In this way, you can study for thirteen or four hours a day. Go to bed early and get up early. How great." Airplane.
Lu Zhengkang, died.
…
At 7:30 p.m., Lu Zhengkang was ordered to go back to his room to sleep. The dejected Xiaolu classmate snuggled into bed, then took out his mobile phone and started playing happily.
It’s annoying for adults to chat!
It’s most fun to send emails with friends.
Su Xiangli posted a selfie. Bai Shengsheng had a rubber pendant hanging around his neck. Lu Zhengkang frowned. Sure enough, it would look better as a desk ornament.
Qiu Qiongzhu said that the pony is very beautiful. Lu Zhengkang: This is called a deer.
Zhang Yingxuan: This thing is so fun:-) Lu Zhengkang: Just like it (children are so easy to coax).
There was a sudden knock on the bedroom door. Lu Zhengkang hid his cell phone under his pillow, covered himself with the quilt and pretended to sleep.
Sun Hui walked in and turned on the light. The bright light shined through Lu Zhengkang's eyelids and was light red.
Mother sat on the bedside and gently touched Lu Zhengkang's face with her fingers, "Are you asleep?"
"Yeah." Lu Zhengkang replied subconsciously.
"Hahahaha!" Sun Huixiao bent over and pressed her broad and white forehead against Lu Zhengkang's. Her mother's breath was hot, reminding Lu Zhengkang of the noon breeze blowing by his ears in Zhongshan Park.
"You don't have to listen to your uncle. He is different from us. You have worked hard enough. Hmm? Do you hear me?"
"I didn't hear that!" Lu Zhengkang was blown away by the hot breath from Sun Hui's mouth, which made his cheeks itch. He chuckled, twisted his body, and shook his head from side to side.
"No, squeak, squeak..." Sun Hui scratched her son's armpit, making a funny sound, which frightened Lu Zhengkang so much that he opened his eyes and angrily crawled under the bed.
"Come out. Mom won't tickle you."
"I don't believe it"
"Haha, Kangkang, go to bed early. Mom is gone. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"
“Preserved egg porridge.”
"OK."
When the mother leaves, the sensor light automatically turns off.
The bright moonlight outside and the brilliant glow of city fireworks came in through the window, illuminating the foot of the small bed obliquely.
Lu Zhengkang got his head out of the bed.
He heard...
The whistling sound of sky rail trains passing through the clouds.