Chapter 1 0001 [Father and son]
"Bang bang bang..."
The big iron gate of the farmhouse made a clanging noise as the shots were fired, and the courier boy shouted from outside: "Brother Zhu, your courier! Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu..."
"Come on, come on!"
Ju Ming, who had just finished washing, stretched out and opened the door.
The courier boy was an old acquaintance. He stood on the side of the van, holding the edge of the carton and said, "Brother Zhu, what did you buy? I can't move it alone."
"Then it's time for you to exercise. You can't even lift more than sixty pounds." Zhu Ming said with a smile.
The courier boy said: "Only more than sixty kilograms? I think it weighs eighty kilograms...Brother Zhu, the trailer is broken, please help me."
The two men carried the express box and put it down carefully in the yard.
Zhu Ming immediately unpacked the goods and inspected them, and the courier boy also took out his mobile phone to record the video. This express delivery was highly insured, so he was not afraid of it being damaged or broken in the process, but he was afraid that it would be replaced by stones and bricks.
His old colleague was seriously ill and was hospitalized. He was still lying in the hospital. The second-married wife started a fight with her children and staged a good show in the hospital over the family property. When the old colleague recovered and was discharged from the hospital, a few days later,
The children turned against each other, the husband and wife also had various conflicts, and the house was full of chaos all day long.
Ju Ming cursed.
But Zhu Guoxiang said: "How much money have you saved over the past few years? To buy a second-hand shabby Harvard, you actually have to pay in installments!"
Waking up in the passenger seat again, Ju Ming asked: "Where are you?"
"This set of bastard spears is so good that I lost 80,000 yuan of Heavenly King Armor in vain."
Zhu Ming put on his seat belt and drove for a while. Zhu Guoxiang suddenly said: "Mingming, that girl's surname is Zhang, and her name is Zhang Rongrong. She is two years younger than you. Her parents are from rural areas. She was a left-behind child when she was a child. She passed the exam all by herself.
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The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has now increased to more than 60 people. Except for a few who praise his handsomeness, the rest of the comments are all about gloating about his misfortune.
Zhu Ming, who was originally very happy to be cool, immediately turned dark when he saw the barrage and started to attack the fans: "Yang Guo, Yang Guo, do you know? I haven't recovered my physical strength yet!"
"stop!"
"The deputy, the deputy, is not the dean yet." Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile.
The main body of the boots is made of cowhide, with bright silver steel plates inlaid on the surface.
It's not that there's something wrong with the girl, it's that Zhu Guoxiang's filming was too funny.
"You just go back to show off your BMW, bash." Zhu Ming rolled his eyes.
"..."
Zhu Guoxiang said: "Low-end, more than 400,000 yuan. Have you packed it? Quickly pick up your luggage and get in the car."
What happened next made Zhu Guoxiang secretly say that he was lucky that he didn't do anything wrong.
Ju Ming patted the sword on his waist: "This sword costs more than 30,000 yuan, and it is a customized high-end product."
"I didn't spend your money, I earned it myself." Ju Ming said in a calm tone.
"Baba!"
Zhu Guoxiang also helped his son clean up and complained: "What kind of shabby place did you rent? I almost couldn't find it when I turned on the navigation system."
And the car is accelerating through the kaleidoscope.
Zhu Guoxiang didn't seem to want to talk about this, and he scolded in a very abrupt and aggravated tone: "You are almost 30 years old, and you are already in your 30s. You don't have a stable job, and you haven't saved much money. How can you be successful when you are thirty? How can you be successful?
Is the girl at home willing to marry you? Listen to me, look for a job after the Chinese New Year. If you really like to engage in self-media, you can do it in your spare time. I have been working for half my life, nothing else, and my face is still of some use, so here you go
It’s okay for you to arrange work..."
"Holy shit!"
The components of the entire set of armor were taken out one by one, and Ju Ming put them on one after another.
Zhu Guoxiang scolded: "Playing with things is a waste of one's ambition. It is a waste of money."
Zhu Guoxiang was also stunned, because the dark tunnel suddenly became colorful, like a rotating kaleidoscope.
"Go, go, no matter how big or small." Zhu Guoxiang really didn't want to chat with his son. This bastard was too talkative.
Let’s not talk about whether it is practical or not, and let’s not talk about whether it has been cheated. The main reason is that this set of armor is so handsome that it has a 100% chance of turning heads when walking on the street. It is like a brand-name bag to a woman. Which man would face such armor?
Still able to withstand it?
The courier boy encouraged: "Brother Zhu, you are playing two tricks."
This set that Ju Ming spent a huge amount of money to customize really belongs to "Pinduoduo". The statues of the Heavenly Kings of the Tang Dynasty are copied a little bit, the statues of the Heavenly Kings of the Song Dynasty are copied a little bit, and the statues of the Heavenly Kings of the Ming Dynasty are copied a little bit more. The pieces are pieced together and have to be perfectly integrated.
The armor design fee alone cost him 16,000 yuan.
"Eighty thousand yuan? Are you crazy!" Zhu Guoxiang was surprised.
Zhu Guoxiang opened the trunk and found it was full of things.
The Heavenly King Armor is the armor worn by the Heavenly Kings of the past dynasties. It only exists in temples, paintings, and stone carvings. The shape is indeed majestic and domineering, but it will inevitably look cumbersome when worn on the battlefield. Some of the handsome partial components are purely redundant.
Ju Ming objected with his mouth, but his body was sincere. He couldn't help but lean his head over, and almost laughed out loud just by taking a look.
Zhu Guoxiang turned to look at the BMW logo and muttered to himself: "Your mother wanted to buy a BMW before she died. At that time, she went to see the car, and suddenly she was found to have a tumor."
Putting on his boots and greaves, Ju Ming jumped on the spot a few times, then walked back and forth, then performed kicking movements, and commented: "Not bad, not bad, it won't affect activities, and it's very comfortable to wear."
A series of speed bumps made the car bumpy.
Zhu Ming couldn't help complaining: "Why don't you take the high-speed train back by plane this year? Driving on the highway is so tiring."
After having lunch and buying some snacks at the service area, the father and son returned to the car and continued on their way.
Both father and son felt something was wrong. Why is there no end to this tunnel?
Ju Ming mercilessly pointed it out: "Stop talking nonsense, the one my aunt introduced last year, you obviously think the person is ugly."
Zhu Guoxiang said: "I drive the BMW I just bought, and I haven't had enough fun yet."
Zhu Ming said: "Eighty thousand yuan, if I don't take it with me, it will definitely be gone when I come back during the New Year. There are a lot of thieves in this town. I had my computer stolen last time I went home."
Ju Ming immediately interrupted: "I asked you why you brought up the blind date. It turns out you are trying to force me to get married."
With more than 60 kilograms of Heavenly King Armor on his body, it was difficult for Ju Ming to run.
The utility knife cut the transparent tape, and the packaging box was opened layer by layer. Soon some nail plates were exposed. Ju Ming nodded and said: "No problem."
An old colleague of his was married to a female graduate student, and Zhu Guoxiang was extremely envious of her at that time. But Zhu Guoxiang was timid and cautious, so he could only think about such a thing, and there was absolutely no way he would attack a female student.
Zhu Guoxiang said: "How is it? Although she is not beautiful, she is certainly not ugly. Moreover, the little girl has a cheerful personality and is generous and lovable. When she first enrolled in my graduate school, I fell in love with her at first sight.
I want to introduce you to my girlfriend. But, you have to improve yourself and find a stable job first, otherwise you won’t be worthy of her..."
The courier boy held up his mobile phone and circled around Ju Ming, and the barrage style in the live broadcast room finally changed.
All dressed up neatly, the courier boy's eyes were already shining, and he said with envy: "Brother Zhu, this thing is quite expensive, isn't it?"
"Fuck!"
"Stop, stop, stop, I hate nepotism like you the most," Zhu Ming dragged his armor to the back of the car, ended the conversation and said, "Open your trunk!"
"I'm not forcing you. Let's talk about it first. If it's not suitable, we can look for it later." Zhu Guoxiang pulled out a photo from the album. "You look at the photo first. I didn't use beauty. I guarantee that it looks the same as the real person."
Ju Ming took out his shooting equipment and set it up against the express box. After waiting for a while, he found that there were only about a dozen viewers in the live broadcast room - it was too early, and those who stayed up late to cultivate themselves had not yet gotten up.
"Who cares?" Zhu Ming muttered and sat in the passenger seat.
Of course, there are also live broadcasts occasionally.
Zhu Guoxiang opened the door and got out of the car, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, looked at his son's funny dress, and asked with a puzzled expression: "What are you doing?"
In a blink of an eye, we entered a long tunnel. With the lights open, the front became darker and darker. It seemed that the lights in the tunnel were broken.
"Making a staff..."
"I don't care," Zhu Ming joked nonchalantly, "Okay, Dean Zhu. You can get promoted, change cars, and find a wife. You're so proud of your horse's hoofs. You're fifty-five this year, so find someone in his early forties.
It's a typical old cow eating young grass. By the way, since you are already the vice-dean, just find a female student in the courtyard. She is young and beautiful, and she is full of pear blossoms...press and squeeze the begonias."
"Then you sign for it." The courier boy also smiled.
Ju Ming is a historical science blogger who makes a living by posting videos to earn traffic, and occasionally accepts advertisements to make extra money. Perhaps because he is not well-known yet, the advertisements he accepts are not of high quality. They are all about electric toothbrushes and self-heating hot pots.
To be continued...