Zhou Congwen smiled.

Historical books have always been very important.

Some people say that when they open it, they all have the word "cannibalism"; some people have finished reading it and found a book "High Black Learning"; some people have never understood what it is talking about for a lifetime.

I don’t know why Liu Xiaobie thought about making money again after reading it.

Zhou Congwen held his hands behind his back, but he didn't bow his waist. He walked forward all the way, and his ears were the sound of reading aloud and the interpretation of Liu Xiaobie's passage of Volume 66.

In a junior high school text that was full of positive energy, Liu Xiaobing spent ten times the length of the situation in Jiangdong to talk about Lu Meng’s origin, and the secret battle between Sun Quan and Zhang Zhao after the Battle of Chibi.

It's so tiring, it's better to have a surgery, Zhou Congwen thought to himself.

Since ancient times, the most difficult thing is the human heart. The surgery is so simple, it is there, just do it every day, and you don’t have to think about so many things.

Every great man is not that simple. Lu Meng was born as an ordinary person. He started as a big soldier. He lost his backer for the first time and stood in the wrong team the second time, but he remained firm until he was finally granted a title of marquis and left a mark in history books.

I don’t know if I can leave a little trace in history books in the future, Zhou Congwen suddenly laughed.

The boss can't even leave his name, let alone himself.

Unless you can really overcome cancer, you can leave your name in history.

"Hey, my voice was hoarse, what are you thinking about?" Liu Xiaobi asked.

"Leave a name in history." Zhou Congwen casually said his heart.

"I must have left my name in history. I have to think about such things. Can't you think of something more meaningful?"

"I know, the richest man in the world." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "It's just us, not you. Have you forgotten that I am a shareholder?"

"Do you know who Buffett's Berkshire Hathaway partner is?" Liu Xiaobing asked provocatively.

Zhou Congwen smiled and pointed to the basketball court not far away and said, "Here, this basketball court was built later. We used to play there."

"Which side? Is it the place where iron is licking?" Liu Xiaobo was thinking about it. She was as curious and yearning as if she was going to visit a tourist attraction.

As for what he just said about leaving a name in history, Liu Xiaobing was not interested, so he forgot it when he turned around.

Zhou Congwen didn't know why Liu Xiaobei was so curious. Is she curious about the baby? Why is she the same as that guy Shen Lang?

He brought Liu Xiaobei to the basketball court behind the school. Zhou Congwen pointed to the rusty basketball shelf, "It's here."

"Your friend is so terrible. How dare you lick this thing in the middle of winter? Is he still alive?"

"I'm living well." Zhou Congwen said unhappily, "Don't talk nonsense, you can say that this is a young man's curiosity about the unknown world, and you need to explore..."

"That's not going to be there yourself. Sometimes the old man's words make sense."

As he said that, Liu Xiaobie quickly walked under the basketball shelf that Zhou Congwen said, and squatted there and looked at the rust on it carefully.

Zhou Congwen was three steps away from Liu Xiaobie, and saw her squatting under the basketball shelf, her posture just right...

A moment of childlike innocence, Zhou Congwen thought about it and trotted and pressed Liu Xiaobi's back with a vault.

I often played like this when I was a child, but I didn’t expect that I still have a chance now.

But……

The moment Zhou Congwen jumped up, he knew that he was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong.

Liu Xiaobing stood up as if he was in a relationship with his own mind.

The next second, Zhou Congwen rode on Liu Xiaobi's neck, silently looking at the basketball basket that used to play basketball with his friends in tears, subconsciously touched it with his hands, and made a dunk.

"Zhou Congwen, you are too much!" Liu Xiaobie said angrily.

"I want to try a dunk, who knows you will stand up." Zhou Congwen defended.

"You dunk and spread your legs apart!" Liu Xiaobing mercilessly exposed Zhou Congwen's lies.

"..." Zhou Congwen was speechless. This position seemed to be even more awkward than a princess hug.

If Liu Xiaobie rode on his neck, it would be said that he was still childish, but he was a big man riding on the delicate and weak Liu Xiaobie...

Zhou Congwen felt that his face was so shameless that he was red.

I haven't been able to leave these days, I'm ashamed.

"You are quite heavy. Are you going to go home like this?" Liu Xiaobie asked coldly.

"No." Zhou Congwen replied helplessly.

"Then don't come down quickly!"

"Oh oh oh." Zhou Congwen quickly climbed down from Liu Xiaobi.

So embarrassing... So helpless... Good...

Zhou Congwen decided to stay away from Liu Xiaobie in the future. How could endless embarrassing things happen when he approached her?

Even if you dream, Zhou Congwen would not dream of the scene in front of you.

It's so embarrassing, even cancer is about to occur.

"No wonder your dad was going to beat you to death when he was a child. If it were me, the grass on your grave would be more than two meters high now." Liu Xiaobie said coldly.

“…”

Zhou Congwen was speechless.

His mind was still full of scenes of riding on Liu Xiaobe.

At this time, the sound of reading aloud had no taste, and Zhou Congwen had the urge to escape immediately.

"Tsk tsk, you dared to lick this thing when you were a child." Liu Xiaobei didn't care much about this, but was more interested in Zhou Congwen's childhood experience.

"When I was a kid, this place was where we played. There was snow on it, so it was normal to lick it."

Zhou Congwen stayed away from Liu Xiaobie, stayed away from embarrassment, and squatted on the side smoking a dull cigarette.

Liu Xiaobie happily watched the abandoned basketball shelf for a long time before returning home with Zhou Congwen.

Along the way, Liu Xiaobie was obviously very excited and had to see the donkey in the production team.

But Zhou Congwen felt that there might not be any trouble when he saw the thing, and his posture just now made him feel very ashamed and lost interest. He said he wanted to have a meal and went home together.

"Go Zuozi, have you sent Director Zhang away?" Zhou Congwen's mother asked with a smile when she saw him and Liu Xiaobei back.

Her eyes were turning around Liu Xiaobei and looked at him carefully.

"Send it away, where is my dad?"

"I'm killing chickens in the backyard, and I'll make you stewed mushrooms with chickens. You said you were the same, and you were not polite at all. They were the director or from the provincial capital, so you just cross-legged and go to the kang. Why have you been in the city for so long, and you still can't get rid of your old habits?"

Listening to my mother's nagging, Zhou Congwen felt warm.

This is home, there are no regrets, only warmth.

Unfortunately, the old man had asphalt allergy and could not take him to live in the city. What's even more regretful is that Liu Xiaobing was standing beside him. Before Zhou Congwen could experience the warmth, as long as he saw Liu Xiaobing's figure, all the warmth touch would dissipate, leaving only embarrassment.
Chapter completed!