LOL: I am a bad prince in Demacia.

After dinner.

The few people who had eaten and drank enough also felt a sense of relaxation all over their bodies.

Every time like this, people can always feel a sense of happiness.

Lux had returned to her full strength and looked at Lu Qi energetically: "Playing mahjong?"

She couldn't wait to touch herself.

But when Lu Qi heard this, he shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it later, I have something else to do."

After saying that, he stood up and headed upstairs.

Hearing that the offer to play mahjong was rejected again, Lux couldn't help but have a look of suspicion on her little face.

Something is wrong, something is wrong with this guy.

What could happen to him at this time?

Lu Qi returned to his bedroom, lit the lamp in the room, and then sat in front of the desk.

I sorted out the papers and pens, dipped them in ink, and started to formulate ideas.

After thinking for a few seconds, I gradually came up with a lot of ideas, and then I started putting pen to paper.

After a while, the door outside was suddenly violently pushed open.

Lu Qi's train of thought was interrupted and he looked outside in surprise.

"Did you see it! This guy really studied secretly behind my back!"

Lux was looking at the paper and pen in front of Lu Qi's desk with a look of adultery on her face. She was quite angry.

Behind her, Kashina, Fiona, and Sona all looked like her companions who had been summoned to catch someone.

After saying that, Lux walked into the room angrily: "Everyone, see clearly the true face of this guy. On the surface, he is acting bad, but in fact, he is secretly involved. This kind of behavior is simply unscrupulous!"

She sensed something was wrong very early on!

It was clearly agreed to mess with each other at the beginning, but why does this guy know so much?

Now, I have found the answer!

He actually worked hard secretly in private!

Lu Qi, your character is ruined!

Hearing the angry voice of Miss Crown Guard, several girls looked at Lu Qi in disbelief.

That look seemed to say, I never expected you to be such a person?

"?" Lu Qi couldn't help but slowly asked a question after hearing this.

What did he do to make him lose his conscience?

"Study, what are you talking about?"

Lu Qi recalled Lux's first words when he entered the door and frowned.

What a joke!

Is he, Lu Qi, a person who takes the initiative to learn?

"You were caught red-handed, do you still want to try to quibble?"

Lux walked to the desk, grabbed a few pages on the desk, looked at it, and said, "The little girl selling newspapers? What is this?"

She looked at it intently, it seemed like a short story.

Lu Qi then said: "It's a little story I wrote casually. I plan to print it on the newspaper when it is published."

Lux raised her eyes and looked at Lu Qi: "Can you still write stories?"

Lu Qi smiled and said: "Know a little bit."

The girls didn't know how many times they heard him say this.

Anyway, you know a little bit of everything.

Now that they heard it again, they were numb.

"I want to see what you wrote!"

Lux returned her gaze to the story, and the girls next to her also came closer and focused their attention on it.

The story begins with the father staggering into the house drunkenly, holding a bottle of wine. He glanced at the four walls of the house and his mother who was lying on the bed sick and dying, and complained loudly about the injustice of nature. When he staggered down and sat down, he saw the little girl hiding in the corner and sobbing.

Looking at the title of the story, the girls can probably guess what the main content of the story is.

It's just that they didn't expect this kind of start, describing a poor family in less than two hundred words.

A mother who is seriously ill in bed, an alcoholic father, and the protagonist of the story, a little girl.

This made them look forward to the next plot.

No one spoke, they looked down and continued to look.

After seeing the little girl, her father ordered her to go out and sell newspapers. The little girl was worried about the snowy weather outside and wanted to take care of her mother who was seriously ill in bed. However, she was beaten severely by her father for no reason.

He was even driven out of the house arbitrarily. In the end, the little girl stood helplessly in the ice and snow holding a stack of newspapers, wearing her mother's wide slippers and shabby clothes.

The content of this second paragraph is longer. The emotions of the girls have already fluctuated with the story. They are obviously angry with the father in the story and have sympathy for the little girl's experience.

Read on.

The little girl walked helplessly on the street, holding up the newspaper in her hand against the heavy snowfall: "Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, does anyone want to buy newspapers?"

She looked at the passers-by begging, but was ignored. She stopped in front of a house. The adults inside were celebrating their children's birthdays. The lights in the house were bright, and the children her age were smiling, surrounded by family members. People were dancing and singing.

"Grandma, Mom"

The little girl shed sad tears and wiped them away resolutely.

"Selling newspapers, does anyone want to buy a newspaper?"

Even though she was ignored again and again, she always followed the crowd who ignored her.

In the third paragraph, the poor little girl has a strong and beautiful character. Seeing her tragic experience makes the girls' sympathy even deeper.

As the story enters the fourth paragraph, the real tragedy begins.

The little girl was walking on the street when a carriage passed by her at high speed. She ran away in panic and dropped two shoes in the middle of the street. One was crushed to pieces by the second passing carriage, and the other Only to be kicked away by the naughty boy as a ball.

Surrounded by the shouts of several vendors who turned a blind eye, the little girl stood with bare feet in the ice and snow, and the tears in her eyes turned into ice after a while.

Seeing this, Lux and the others were so angry that they wanted to hit someone. They continued to look down patiently.

Soon they passed by a father and daughter. The daughter, who was being held by her father, saw that the little girl was pitiful and wanted to give her windbreaker to the little girl. However, her father took her away because she thought it was dirty.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and no one came to buy the little girl's newspaper. She used some newspapers to plug the holes in her clothes, so that she became warmer.

After walking a few steps, the little girl could no longer hold on to her hungry and cold body, so she slid down against the wall.

She rubbed her red hands vigorously and breathed into them. Her body was shivering from the cold. Then she noticed a few abandoned matches next to her.

She lit a match, lit a newspaper, and placed it in front of her.

The little girl quickly put her hands close to the flames and stretched her stiff fingers around the flames. She smiled sweetly and stared at the flames intently.

The warm flame was as warm as a stove. The little girl stretched out her feet and approached the flame. The fire was extinguished.

The little girl quickly lit the second newspaper. She saw roast chicken and bread in the fire, and her eyes widened.

The second fire was about to go out, and she was reluctant to add another newspaper, but she was too cold.