Vol 3 Chapter 4: Different lives

Lu Zhengkang asked curiously: "Do you know what it means to like?"
Classmate Qiu Qiongzhu rushed to answer, "I know."
"This classmate, please answer."
"Ahem." The kid Qiu Qiongzhu in a goose-yellow dress stood up, resting his left hand on his heart, and gently brushing his right hand toward Lu Zhengkang's cheek. The beautiful little face was full of artificial sadness, and he looked at Lu Zhengkang. He sighed, "You know, I just want to look at your back, can this also make you feel humiliated?"
The children from Su Xiangli applauded warmly, "Oh oh! Khalthiasmir is the best!"
Lu Zhengkang smiled and applauded, "You are really a big fan of "Cyber ​​Machine Love"."
Nowadays the hottest online drama "Mechanical Girl Love in Cyberpunk", referred to as "Cyber ​​Machine Love", has an audience ranging from seventy or eighty old men and women to three or four-year-old girls and children. Huan type light Qiongyao science fiction love story, a pot of dystopian world background, the encounter and love of omnic and human, omnic and omnic, there are both passionate fighting scenes, warm family daily plots, and cold society The environment is in sharp contrast, which makes people cry.
Lu Zhengkang doesn't watch this show much, because he is tired of the cliche life philosophy, he is more willing to watch some popular science dramas, but because of his age, many good movies are not available to him at this stage, which is a pity.
Child Qiu Qiongzhu's cheeks are red, his expression is proud, and his squinted eyes are especially sunny, "Thank you, thank you..."
Su Xiangli chuckled, "Ms. Wang liked Teacher Zhou at first glance. Mom said that if a man always sees the same woman, then he must like her."
Lu Zhengkang: Do you like others? You are greedy for her body, you are mean!
"Uh, liking is not that simple..."
Su Xiangli and Qiu Qiongzhu opened their eyes wide—it turns out that Classmate Qiu's eyes were also quite big—"Then what do you mean by liking!"
"Like it..." Lu Zhengkang was speechless, his mouth was dumb, he had something in his throat, but he just couldn't speak.
"Hey, don't you know!"
"That's it."
With a groan, Lu Zhengkang lay back to the grass irritably, and the sun moved to the sky just south. It was noon.
I really can’t underestimate the current children. The overall intelligence of mankind is improving. If you measure the current boys by the standards of the beginning of the century, there must be a big deviation.
At this time, Zhang Yingxuan is taking a walk after dinner while listening to English dialogue.
Once people have eaten and drink, they will talk about some nerve-stimulating topics. The child Qiu Qiongzhu mysteriously clings to Su Xiangli’s ear and mutters. After a while, student Su becomes terrified, and Lu Zhengkang doesn’t even use it. You can guess that they are talking about ghosts by eavesdropping.
At the end of the century, superstition is still widespread. It can only be said that this is a defect in the physiological structure of the human brain.
There is a saying on the Internet that mankind’s fantasy of the world after death is engraved in his genes, and Lu Zhengkang just wants to laugh. What messes are in his genes.
However, he also knows that he is the least qualified to deny the mystery theory, after all, his crossing is the biggest fallacy, enough to make current scientific theories scratch their heads.
However, Lu Zhengkang still didn't believe in gods. Firstly, he had good scientific literacy. Secondly, he upholds a optimistic attitude. Since strange things are a small probability, there is no need to tangle.
People are worried about three meals a day, but rarely worry about personal information leaks-they leak, and they don't live in deep mountains and old forests. In the same way, if there is a god, there is a god, and you can't get any benefits. Believe in Him and do.
Su Xiangli happily came to Lu Zhengkang's head and lay down, then put it in his ear and said softly: "Tell you something terrifying..."
"Ok."
"This park used to be a graveyard..."
"what."
"On the night of the full moon, the zombies will come out of the woods and see that the doors and holes on the ground are absolutely inaccessible. They lead to hell..."
"Oh." Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes, and the little girl's mouth spit out heat, with the scent of mustard and fish fillets, and the scent of orange juice, which made the hair around his ears itchy.
"Hey!" Su Xiangli sat up in anger and pushed Lu Zhengkang like a dead pig, "Why don't you react at all!"
"I'm so scared—hehehe!" Lu Zhengkang pretended to be, when Xiaosu's classmate called him to remind him of that stalk: I don't call him, I am Chu Yuxun.
"Hahaha!"
Can't hold it back, laughing to me.
Su Xiangli narrowed his mouth, "It's obviously very scary, okay, hello, bad, if there is a ghost coming to catch me, you have to run first, go to the police uncle, and ask them to contact the best Taoist priest in the country to help. I."
Lu Zhengkang smiled more and more wildly, "I am old mother, you are so funny, there is no ghost, and if there is a ghost, you should run first."
Su Xiangli: "Then we are responsible for calling the police, called the old Taoist priest?"
"Hey, when the Taoist priests come, I will be dead long ago."
"Then, what should I do!"
Qiu Qiongzhu raised his hand, "I can use Dad's drone to transport Taoist priests by air. It must be late."
Lu Zhengkang: (⊙_⊙)?
So hardcore?
...
At 1:30 in the afternoon, the two little girls were tired. It turned out that they were not perpetual motion machines. Lu Zhengkang felt that people's physical fitness is much better now than at the beginning of the century. For one thing, the people pay more attention to physical health~EbookFREE.me~ Secondly, it is also the result of genetic optimization.
Lu Zhengkang still remembers his previous life. When he was a child, some people said that a man of 1.7 meters is a third-degree disability, so the average height of Chinese adult men is now 1.89 meters.
Cool.
People are getting bigger, and everything that comes with it is getting bigger. Just talk about the door frame. Lu Zhengkang used to jump up to touch the door frame. Now the door is two meters high. His short legs jumped up. It’s a bit difficult to recall the fun of the past.
The robots cleaned up the picnic area, and the three little ones returned to the gate of the park in the scenic tour bus. Lu Zhengkang wrote an email to Zhang Yingxuan by the way.
13:51 "Lu Zhengkang: [Picture], [Picture], [Picture]...... (Read
13:56 Reply "Zhang Yingxuan: Thank you! :
Su Xiangli leaned over, "Who are you emailing to?"
"Zhang Yingxuan."
"Oh, dumb, did he say what he was doing this day?"
"Let me ask."
13:59 "Lu Zhengkang: What did you do today?"
14:00 reply "Zhang Yingxuan: Study."
The three looked at each other, "Poor."
14:01 "Lu Zhengkang: Cool. Greetings from me, Su Xiangli and Qiu Qiongzhu."
14:01 Reply "Zhang Yingxuan: Спасибо"
Lu Zhengkang looked dumbfounded. After reading the automatic translation, he realized that he was speaking in Russian. Thank you. He suddenly reacted. Zhang Yingxuan said that his father had a business in the north, which seemed to be a family study.
14:01 "Lu Zhengkang: Denada. (You're welcome.
Who doesn't know a third language? I eat Spanish, Zhang Yingxuan!
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