Sunday afternoon is to class, but self-study, the provisions can not go, but no one dares to really skip class.

However, Lu Zhengkang dares!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Xiangli thought he had gone to school, and happily went to Yonghang No.1 middle school to visit his boyfriend, but he didn't see anyone.

Zhang yingxuan said with a smile: "come here, let's study together for a while?"

Seeing the old man, Su Xiangli also recalled the days when she used to babble under the same roof. She happily sat in Lu Zhengkang's seat, with Zhang yingxuan at the same table. The other students secretly looked at the strange girl with wonderful eyes.

Su Xiangli turns over Lu Zhengkang's desk. The textbooks and exercise books in it are brand new. When he opens the student's tablet, there is only online class software in it, and none of the other courseware.

"Doesn't this kid usually do his homework?" Su Xiangli muttered, "more and more lazy." She has known for a long time that Lu Zhengkang doesn't like to do homework. In his own words, homework is used to consolidate knowledge. My knowledge is very solid, so I don't need to consolidate it. In the days of body exchange, Su Xiangli honestly helped Lu Zhengkang with her homework every day. On the one hand, she was a good student. On the other hand, she really needed to do some homework to lay a foundation.

Homework is the most annoying task. Some people don't have to write and still hang around in front of you is the most annoying. Su Xiangli's mood suddenly became gloomy.

Zhang yingxuan turned his pen and whispered: "Lao Lu is drawing after class every day. I think he should move his manual desk to the classroom in two days."

"His painting? Where are you hiding it? " Su Xiang left the desk lockers and searched them layer by layer.

"In blank paper." Zhang yingxuan rubbed his temple. He was a little sleepy after staying up late to study for a long time. When he realized that his spirit was relaxed, he stopped paying attention to Su Xiangli and began to brush the topic.

Su Xiangli was so happy that she took out a pile of thick drawing paper. She thought that Lu Zhengkang must be painting the portrait of his first lovely girlfriend in the world again!

As a result, none of them is Su Xiangli's painting. There are master Tang's, Titan King's, starship's, thunderbolt's, all kinds of exotic creatures, clean lines and straightforward style, which are all excellent works, but the only problem is that there is no su Xiangli.

Su Su is furious!

She shoved the paper back into her desk and angrily wanted to get up and leave.

Zhang yingxuan a Leng, "go where?"

"I'll settle with your deskmate! Hum

As soon as she left, the students in the classroom began to talk. Someone came up to Zhang yingxuan and said, "Wow, did you know that girl just now?"

"Well, I'm an old classmate. Lu Zhengkang is his friend."

"Oh, puppy love."

Zhang yingxuan a stare, "childhood things, can be called puppy love?"

"Can't you?"

"Can you?"

"That can't be."

They look at each other, at this time, the classroom suddenly quiet down, the head teacher quietly walked behind them, "what can?"

Zhang yingxuan was hairy, "Oh I asked him if he could answer this question

"Don't talk in self-study time. If you have any questions, ask the teacher after class. Huh? What about Lu Zhengkang? " The head teacher is a fat old man, with a pair of thick light tan technical glasses, always fashionable in dress. He is a cool and serious old man.

"He I didn't come Zhang yingxuan is looking forward to Ai Ai.

"Oh, if he didn't come, he didn't come." The head teacher put out his hand and turned away.

The students who witnessed this scene were in a mixed mood: why do we have to come? Learning dregs have no human rights!

At this time, Lu Zhengkang was sitting in a familiar drink shop.

The landlady asked with a smile, "are you coming again? What would you like to drink? "

Lu Zhengkang asked, "is there any bamboo sprout?"

"You're early. The lime and bamboo sprouts have been sold out in the morning, and new products will come in at 4 pm."

Lu Zhengkang looked at the electronic clock on the wall. At three fifty, I'll wait. "

The news is playing on the TV in the drink shop. Lu Zhengkang sits down in the rest area and looks up at the news program.

The news host's smile is neither cordial nor inflexible, as if it were some kind of handicrafts produced by an assembly line: three parts are gentle, three parts are spirited, three parts are serious, and one part is urgent. "Our news, recently, Kamsky Carnegie, the father of bionics, visited China..."

Lu Zhengkang is silent and looks at the beverage store with Yu Guang. The furnishings here are not very different from those before the replacement. The same layout style, institutionalization and commercialization, including wallpaper, tables and chairs, are all prescribed by enterprises. Such a layout can easily reflect the characteristics of a brand. In the early stage of market expansion, it can distinguish itself from countless similar industries At the end of the century, the great abundance of food raw materials led to the rapid shrinkage of food market sales. A large number of similar enterprises went bankrupt and merged in fierce competition. In order to curb the emergence of monopoly enterprises, the state took the initiative to inject capital and set up a number of state-owned enterprises in many endangered industries, which ensured the vitality of the industry and the stability of market prices.In other words, Lu Zhengkang is sitting in the public store.

There was little change in the furnishings, but some potted plants were added. A shelf of meat was piled up in the corner of the bar, and there were also some small pendants on the wall.

In this afternoon when the indoor lighting is clean and mild, and the outdoor clouds are piled up, Lu Zhengkang looks at Dr. Carnegie on TV. He is an old man with white beard and looks like the grandfather of KFC.

It's four o'clock, and footsteps are approaching. Wearing casual shirts and shorts, Colonel Lin sprouts up with a cup of lime bamboo. "Your drink is ready."

Lu Zhengkang raised his eyebrows and was surprised. As he wanted to speak, Colonel Lin shook his head gently.

"Where's the straw?" Lu Zhengkang is quick to respond.

"I'll take you to get it." Colonel Lin led him to the warehouse.

Entering the warehouse, where the raw materials for making drinks are piled up, Colonel Lin stops in front of a shelf and looks up to the shelf compartment.

Lu Zhengkang thought, is it a secret base?

Sure enough, the floor in front of the shelf suddenly sank into a ladder one person wide.

"Come on." Colonel Lin's tone was low.

Lu Zhengkang followed him into the basement. This is a small safe house. There is no strange equipment, but there is a unit's exoskeleton armor. As the stairs closed, Lu Zhengkang could feel the incomparable silence.

"Comrade Colonel!" Lu Zhengkang saluted, "what's the matter?"

Colonel Lin gazed at Lu Zhengkang. The cold light in the safe room was shining on his back, but there was a long and deep shadow on his face. "This is an extraordinary time, so we have to be cautious. Just yesterday, the organization got the news that the server of "Three Worlds" was not shut down. "

Lu Zhengkang is silent.

"Out of careful consideration and with the support of some internal intelligence, we organized and dispatched a special operation team to Antarctica to sneak into ww3 crew and pay a comrade's After that, we got the key information. Now, we will continue to send troops to the discontinued "Three Worlds" game for investigation, and we are likely to need your special strength

"Always ready!"