The five male protagonists must be my good brothers

Lu Zhaoming pushed open the door, smoking a cigarette, and said to the people following: "Come in."

Xie Ran didn't want him to touch Shixu, and he didn't force it, and he didn't talk anymore after registering, and walked forward indifferently.

Xie Ran followed him and walked forward in the darkness. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the person in front stopped, raised his hand, and pushed open a door in the darkness.

The narrow door is not even as tall as Xie Ran's own, hidden in the darkness, as if connecting to a different dimension.

Xie Ran hugged Shi Xu without moving.

Lu Zhaoming turned his head to look at him, and smiled for no apparent reason.

"Come in." He said lazily, "Hurry up, if you are discovered, you don't want Shixu."

I don't know which sound stimulated Xie Ran.

Xie Ran didn't say anything else, he walked in the door with a short body, bent over and hugged Shi Xu, and rubbed against Lu Zhaoming with a rage all over his body, the angry man cursed, "Take your energy field, if you have this skill, why don't you save it to snatch people?" .”

Xie Ran paused when he moved forward, he didn't know which nerve in his mind was connected to him, took a breath, and the hostility between his eyebrows calmed down.

Only then was Lu Zhaoming satisfied, but he still didn't want to get too close to him, commanding: "This is my territory, don't worry, just find a place to sit, and then take out his memory card."

Last reminder: "The one in his pocket."

Lu Zhaoming looked like a block of ice when he didn't speak, and he looked like a bandit when he opened his mouth. Xie Ran looked around the small space, and finally chose a slightly flat tablet that seemed to have blue light flowing and sat down.

Lu Zhaoming bent his legs and pulled the stool to sit, and smiled when he saw it: "As expected of the male protagonist, my intuition is easy to use. That is the energy field I have accumulated for hundreds of years. Although it is not as good as yours, it is not bad."

With a cigarette in his mouth, he put his arms straight on the table, bent slightly, and turned away, as if he thought I was interesting, and said: "What a coincidence, if you are not here today, I will rely on it."

What he said came from a completely unfamiliar field, and he didn't care whether Xie Ran could understand it, he just said it casually when he thought of it, and at the same time pulled out a panel, and his subordinates quickly typed something.

He is in a hurry.

Xie Ran saw it, protecting Shi Xu with one hand, and took out the card with blue light in Shi Xu's pocket with the other.

He didn't ask too much, didn't ask about this side's independent world, didn't ask about the hundreds of years that Lu Zhaoming said, and didn't ask about the other party's too young appearance.

He could see that regardless of the purpose, Lu Zhaoming knew something inside, and he was trying to save Shixu.

That is helping him.

Xie Ran looked down at the cold touch between his fingers.

The petals are transparent, and they are usually a very common decoration. When it lights up, it seems that there is data flowing in it, facing the "memory card" in Lu Zhaoming's hand.

"Put this here." Lu Zhaoming typed, and casually threw over a tablet with a small groove on it.

He was holding a cigarette, his eyes narrowed slightly, trying to smile or not.

He said: "Since we're here, why don't we take a look together, what is this idiot host trying so hard to hide from me."

Xie Ran raised his eyes, his expression remained unchanged, and he heard him say again: "Don't you want to know? When Shi Xu was back then, what exactly did he see?"

South Street is a very old alley, where Shi Xu grew up.

His surname is Shi, but he is not actually the child of Teacher Shi.

Teacher Shi never married in his life, so he couldn't give birth to such a big child out of thin air, and what Shi Xu and Teacher Shi gave birth to was not alike.

Sometimes there are people who are curious, but there are very few people in the whole street who know these things, Zhu Xu's mother knows what happened back then.

She mentioned it a little while playing mahjong with her neighbors: "When Xu Xu first came here, he was thin and small, wearing clothes made of torn plastic bags. Poor thing, I gave him food, but he couldn't talk."

She picked up a card, frowned, and felt a little distressed: "I don't know if I was abused by some bastard, and I can't say anything. When I finished cooking and went out, I found that he was holding food and stealing the food at the door. Watered me."

"I was so distressed at the time, so I took him home and found him a Zhu Xu coat. I wish Xu Sayazi came back, and the legs of his trousers were covered with mud. I was so angry that I beat the bastard. Give me back my coat."

"I know what he means. This kid has been kind since he was a child. He told me not to hit him. He can see that I feel sorry for Zhu Xu and don't want to grab Zhu Xu's things.

"To tell you the truth, Zhu Xu's ragged coat is too shabby for me to give away, so I've never seen it before. What kind of baby is it?"

"Xu Xu returned it to me. I really couldn't bear the scene. I really wished I could just raise the child, but there was still a younger sister at home, so there was nothing I could do. Fortunately, the teacher said that he had no one to accompany him, so he took Xu Xu away. .”

She put down the cards, faced the attentive crowd, and sighed.

She lowered her voice: "Teacher Shi later told me that Xu Xu really couldn't speak at that time."

Surprised by the people around her, she waved her hand and said more, but said: "At the time, we also wondered why he couldn't talk when he was a good child. Later, when he opened his mouth, we realized that it wasn't that we couldn't talk, we couldn't."

"Damn it, a seven or eight-year-old child who hasn't learned how to speak, and the clothes in the torn plastic bag, we almost thought that Xu Xu was taken away for a secret experiment."

Someone at the next table was anxious, stopped playing cards, and asked, "What experiment? What happened next?"

Zhu Xu's mother said: "It turns out that there are no pinholes on my body. After all these years, no one looked for it, so I gave up."

Everyone in the poker field shook their heads.

They are all neighbors, and Shi Xu has seen it since he was a child. At this time, he was caught off guard and couldn't bear to face these past events.

Someone said: "Don't say it, don't say it, school is over, don't let Xu Xu hear Teacher Shi."

Everyone suddenly realized: "Yes... yes..."

There were people from other places looking at the cards, who were listening attentively, but they were puzzled to hear that people could not speak when they came back.

He couldn't help being curious: "Why can't you listen, Xu..." He said, thinking that he didn't know people well, so he changed his words, "Don't children know their own background?"

The others waved their hands: "No, Xu Xu is smart and understands everything. It's just that Teacher Shi is getting old. In the past two years... well, it makes me sad to mention it. Anyway, it's fine not to mention it."

It seems that Xu Xu is still a group favorite in this street, the person who spoke knew it, knew that he had said something that shouldn't be said, nodded, focused on looking at the cards, and kept silent.

Not long after, a group of chattering teenagers came over.

Zhu Xu's mother was beaming when she heard it. She pushed the card and stood up: "No more playing, no more playing. It's not long since I just entered junior high school, and the second middle school, these bastards, don't make trouble. I'll go and have a look."

When the people who didn't know the situation heard it, they were shocked: "No. [-] Middle School, so many children, all from No. [-] Middle School? Don't you guys become the No. [-] Scholar Street in the future?"

No. [-] Middle School is a well-known concentration camp for elites. Junior high school and high school are one-stop. Those who are not extremely good can't get in at all. It is said that many children from rich families try to send them there.

In this smoky poker field, obviously there can't be many rich people. I heard that after school, there were seven or eight parents yelling, and I heard that they were all from No. [-] Middle School. The outsiders were shocked.

The quality of education is also very good.

The sitting people laughed as soon as they heard it, and the parents with children went out to watch it, and continued to sit and play cards without being in a hurry, laughing while playing: "Isn't it, alas, I don't bother with anything every day, just because I am afraid that the children will be tired of learning for themselves." gone."

This sounds like a parent who likes to show off, and people who know him will tell it off when they see it: "You can pull it off, I saw your Lu Xiaochao guy talking about going out to fight with people yesterday."

Lu Xiao's mother's face changed when she heard the fight, and then she thought that the bastards on their side could no longer be viewed with worldly eyes, so she calmed down: "Go, who knows if I went out with Xu Xu to fight for justice."

"Last time, those bastards from Thirteen Elementary School kept our sister begging for money, and bullied her if she didn't give it. When it was over, I went to tell the teacher that the children were playing around, and the parents should not get involved. Oh, I have such a bad temper."

"Didn't Xu Xu take someone to repair it on the spot, and when the other party complained crying, Xu Xu took out the simulation paper made from the human head, and asked if he needed to send a few copies, you haven't seen it, that kid's face is green Yes, the parents have to thank Xuxu."

"Look later, there is no one who dares to bully our sister. Alas, I'm thinking about it. If we fight, we will fight. Xu Xu is here, can we lose our sense of proportion?"

When many parents heard it, it seemed to be such a truth, so they ignored it and played mahjong with hula hula.

The outsider was dumbfounded.

Outside the door, teenagers came from the other side of the long street, wearing blue and white school uniforms.

Zhu Xu's mother had sharp eyes and saw Shi Xu surrounded by the crowd at a glance. The young man had not yet grown up, tall and slender, and was patiently listening to what the people around him said.

Beside him was not the usual sticky bastard Zhu Xu, but an extremely good-looking boy with handsome features.

Puberty boys are clean and fresh, and they are actually not ugly. It is not uncommon for Zhu Xu's mother to have seen such a good-looking boy like Shi Xu, but she has to admire that this boy is really beautiful.

It's just that when I got closer, I saw that the boy's face was scratched, and I'm afraid he was bullied.

When the kid was brought over, it made sense.

I wish Mama Xu understood. I am afraid that these bastards are punishing the evil and promoting the good again. Sometimes she looks at it and sees that there will be no problems.

Just when a group of people came to the front, they saw Zhu Xu's mother who was probing, and stopped to say hello: "Aunt Wen, playing cards, good afternoon."

If you're a little coquettish, just say: "Hehehe, Auntie, you really look better and better."

Talking all over the place, no one thinks it would be a disadvantage to open your mouth too much, this is also the rule set by Shixu for them, don't have elders in your eyes.

Even the handsome young man who looked cold and quiet, looked at Shi Xu and then at other people, pursed his lips slightly, and said a little unskillfully: "Hello."

Shi Xu listened, smiled and patted his head.

Zhu Xu's mother was so teased that she couldn't help laughing, she smiled and looked at Shi Xu: "Is there a visitor at home today, then Auntie won't keep you for dinner. If you need anything, come and get it yourself."

Zhu Xuzheng stood aside and chatted with others, and heard the words loudly: "No, Mom, you are too polite, I can just send Shige, I can!"

Ms. Wen slapped him on the head: "I want you to talk more!"

Everyone who was used to the fight between mother and son burst into giggles.

This is a scene that can always be seen on the long street all day long. The dusk is long and everyone is used to it.

When Ms. Wen saw it, she smiled and scolded them: "You bastards know how to laugh, why don't you go home and do your homework?"

Someone showed her a schoolbag: "Auntie finished writing, and I just came back today after finishing it. Alas, I have a lot of homework. I'm so tired. When I go home, my mother will cook chicken soup for me."

When Ms. Wen heard the words, she looked over and saw the people, and she was amused: "The chicken soup may be gone, your mother is sitting in the card game."

The young man was also flexible. Hearing this, he shook his head and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, then I'll go back and cook for her. I wish her a happy game."

Ms. Wen burst out laughing.

It is strange to say that the parents of the children in this street have not restrained them very much, but have given them tolerance as much as possible.

Ms. Wen remembers the first time she heard that Zhu Xu was fighting, she almost exploded in anger. She slapped her face and met the wet eyes of a group of teenagers.

The young man with the worst appearance had blood streaks on Qing Juan's face. He looked at her with embarrassment, and said to her, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

The teacher stood aside and explained: "Don't blame them, it's not the child's fault this time, a few unscrupulous teenagers climbed over the wall and came in to provoke trouble, and they stopped them, but they did it properly..."

Ms. Wen listened, patted the child's head, and said nothing.

So seeing the disgraced children again, Ms. Wen's first reaction was not that they did something bad, but: "You didn't get hurt?"

After hearing this, Zhu Xu ran back and squeezed her shoulders: "No, no, how can it be, there is a group of bad guys in the technical school... things worse than pigs and dogs always bully our classmates, brother Shi saved it."

"Mom, look, how good-looking the little classmate is, hehehe."

"Yes, Auntie, don't worry."

Pushed by Zhu Xu to enter the door, there were still chattering voices from behind.

Shi Xu looked at them and was also a little amused. He frowned, waved goodbye to the others, carried his schoolbag in one hand, rubbed the head of the boy beside him with the other, and led him forward.

"Let's go, I'm Shi Xu from class one, why are you being bullied again?"