Lu Zian felt as if he had just said nothing, and his mother turned her head and said to Chen Mange: "Look, he is indeed the same as his father. Manman, you can stop the loss in time. I'll hurry up and auntie to introduce you to a great young man, who is so good at knowing the cold and warm..."

Stop, can't think about it anymore.

Lu Zian decisively stretched out his hand, pulled Chen Mange over, and pointed at the door: "Mom, go, I'm very angry now. You're simply blatantly poaching me!"

Ma Lu turned around and left step by step, but stopped when she wanted to speak. She walked to the door and stopped again, and said earnestly: "Zi'an, Manman just turned eighteen..."

If this weren't his biological mother, he would have been so angry.

But because he is a real mother, he seems even more angry.

Lu Zian stared at her coldly, and Lu's mother finally left.

When the door was closed, Lu Zian didn't let go of Chen Mange's hand and pulled her to the desk: "Wait a minute."

He opened the drawer and took out a beautiful small wooden box from it: "Happy birthday."

Chen Mange held the small box and suddenly two red tides surged on her face. The rosy spread from her cheeks to the corners of her eyebrows. The misty and moisture in her eyes had not dissipated, but a faint smile had already appeared on the corners of her lips: "Thank you, Zi'an."

"Silly." Lu Zian stretched out his hand, paused on her cheek, turned to her head, and patted her gently: "Do you want to thank me if you tell me, go back to sleep, and I'll call you after dinner later."

Chen Mange was also curious about what he would give her, so he didn't refuse and walked out obediently.

After returning to the room, she carefully observed the small box.

The surface of the wooden box is smooth and bright, and it feels delicate and comfortable when touched. This is definitely not an ordinary wood...

Chen Mange carefully uncovered the lid of the box, and a wooden comb was exposed inside.

Although she couldn't tell the wood of the wooden box, she could see the comb quickly. It should be boxwood...and it was a top boxwood comb.

Boxwood has been the first choice for comb making since ancient times.

"Compendium of Materia Medica" once recorded that the world is dominated by boxwood, because it has no fire and its wood is tight and greasy. It is combing, snatching, and sealing the best, clearing heat, removing dampness and detoxifying.

Modern medicine has found that boxwood actually contains boxwood, which can inhibit fungal growth, so boxwood combs can relieve itching and anti-dandruff.

The wooden comb is half-moon-shaped and has first-class feel. It is carved with elegant patterns. When you carefully distinguish it, you can find that these light patterns and the stretching of the flower vines have vaguely formed the character "Man".

She couldn't help but blush a little again. She suddenly saw something below, and quickly put down the comb and lifted up the silk underneath.

A wooden hairpin is lying quietly on a piece of thin paper. The hairpin is not decorated. The ordinary wooden hairpin is extremely exquisitely made, and a camellia at the end is elegant and beautiful.

Chen Mange reached out to pick up the paper and found that there was only a poem written on it.

【Mently sing and singing with clear songs.】

This is……

"Song of the Qing Dynasty" by Gu Kuang of the Tang Dynasty...

Lu Zian was thinking about whether Chen Mange liked his gift or not, so he received a text message from Qu Duoduo: [Master Lu, start the live broadcast quickly.]

Live broadcast? What's wrong?

Although it was strange, Qu Duoduo was always aimless. Lu Zian replied while turning on the computer: [What's wrong with turning on the computer?]

[The result of the game came out, the fan group exploded, I couldn't comfort me, let them come to you.]

A few seconds later, she sent another one: [You coax them and don't let them make trouble.]

Lu Zian had already opened the live broadcast room at this time, and his expression was still calm: "Good morning."

[Master! Don't worry! We will definitely seek justice for you!]

[Yes! Let's go and browse their Weibo! It's shameless!]

[There is definitely insider! I've shown it to professionals, and my knife skills are so poor!]

Lu Zian looked at it for a few seconds and smiled: "Slow down, don't worry, everyone is so excited, my eyes are about to be dazzled."

His fans still gave him face, and the barrage was gone in an instant.

At the same time, Qu Duoduo also told him the whole story on WeChat.

In general, it was still a problem with the game. His fans firmly believed that he could win the first place, but now he was tied for the first place, and his mentality was blown away.

Especially when there was rumors that he could not even win the first place and could only win a silver prize, the fans were in an instant.

If Qu Duoduo hadn't been pressing against him and resisting others and letting them come to the live broadcast room to listen to what Lu Zian said, I'm afraid they would have started to make trouble everywhere by this time.

"Thank you for standing up for me, but there is no insider in this matter." Lu Zian pressed his forehead: "It is normal to be ranked first. I haven't had it before, but it's because this situation has not happened..."

[It means we are making trouble? Are you thinking we are too troublesome?]

This man's tone is quite aggressive...

Lu Zian shook his head and sighed: "Because everyone is not a professional, I may think this matter is abnormal, but in fact, when we do things, we do not only focus on skills. This idea is also a key factor in evaluating whether a work is successful."

He talked freely and explained in detail from the perspective of their respective ideas.

They all said their respective strengths and weaknesses very calmly, and did not hide anything from their own biased questions: "...In fact, if it weren't for his mistake in his knife skills, he would have been the gold medal in this competition."

He said so, so the fans had nothing to say.

[So it means that whoever has not set his sword skills to make up for it is too hasty!]

【Brother dei, your turn is a bit urgent.】

【Damn it, 180 degrees turn, my steering wheel flew away.】

Another message popped up on Lu Zi'an's phone. He glanced at him and smiled and said, "Although it was an erratic one, in order to thank everyone for their continued support, I decided to hold a small event and a lottery. However, the prize is the front row tickets of the live broadcast room tomorrow afternoon. There are three tickets in total. If you are interested, you can participate later."

After saying that, Qu Duoduo directly issued lottery rules in the group and the live broadcast room. There were already a lot of people in the live broadcast room, and then there were even more people.

【I think the master is so gentle and patient.】

[I originally thought you were pretty pretending and didn't even go to the competition, but what I heard you just said was quite rewarding, and I turned into a fan.]

【Uh,...Black to fan...This question is super anal...】

With Lu Zian's order, the lucky three audiences were selected.

Events like this are generally not included in the same city, because although the tickets are free, the air tickets are not free!

But what surprised Lu Zian was that there was really a person from another province.

But this man is quite generous and said that he will fly over tonight, so he will not miss the time.

The live broadcast room suddenly had 666, and Qu Duoduo also directly sent a message to Lu Zi'an: [This is really a die-hard fan.]
Chapter completed!