Slag Attack Evolution Manual

Lu Yikun didn't sleep well, he had to run around the bed all night with the sheets rolled up.

When Yang Yingjie approached, he saw that his limbs were spread out, his upper body was buried in the quilt, his red forehead and cheeks were exposed, and he was pouted and smacking his lips. He didn't know what good food he ate in his dream.Going down, the vest was pulled up to the chest, revealing a flat and white abdomen, and the corner of the floral trousers was taken off, revealing a cute belly button and round hip bones.

He walked in a hurry during the day, and didn't have time to take a closer look at the young man, but now he looked at him brazenly with the help of the light, only to realize how beautiful this young man is.The pure angels described in Western literature and art books are probably like this.

I heard that he fell into a coma for several years and missed the most precious childhood of a child. His outlook on good and evil is probably not much more mature than that of a half-grown child.

Just now he stood downstairs and listened to his playing for a while.The tune is clear and ethereal, high-spirited and optimistic, and has the power to cleanse people's hearts.That is definitely not something a vicious person can play.

How could such a soft child be evil?He just doesn't understand, who can bear to blame him?

This is the teacher's grandson, and it is his duty to guide him back to the right path.

Yang Yingjie stared at Lu Yikun for a long time.It wasn't until Lu Yikun kicked his legs in the dream and kicked the blanket away that he woke up like a dream.

Yang Yingjie leaned down, and softly said to Lu Yikun, "I'll help you pull up your pants." While pinching Lu Yikun's trousers with both hands, he pulled them up.

While half asleep and half awake, Lu Yikun slapped him loudly across the face.After smoking, he opened his eyes in a daze, and pouted his mouth aggrievedly at the roof.

Yang Yingjie covered his face in astonishment, and his face slowly turned red.

He had no distracting thoughts at first, but after receiving Lu Yikun's slap in the face, he felt inexplicably guilty.

He blushed, and explained to Lu Yikun who hadn't woken up at all: "I'm just pulling your clothes for you, I'm not playing hooligans..."

Lu Yikun groaned in his dream.

Yang Yingjie leaned over and hugged Lu Yikun in his arms, gently patting his back to coax him.

"It's okay, let's sleep for a while."

Lu Yikun fanned his eyelashes, muttered something in a low voice, and really fell asleep again.

Yang Yingjie gently put him back and covered him with the quilt.

He walked out, touching his cheek as he walked.

He vowed to himself that he must correct Lu Yikun's three views.

The next day, Lu Yikun got up early.

After breakfast, Lu Zongyao and Ci Ruyu went out to complete the admission procedures for Lu Yikun, and handed Lu Yikun to his grandparents.

The old man is not one to spoil his grandson.The first thing he did when he took over his grandson was to give him homework. "Finishing" the grandson's educational task, he went to the front hall to deal with the students' problems.His students are all over the world, most of them are Lu Yikun's uncles.

The old man specially opened up a separate study room for Lu Yikun, which is filled with all kinds of stationery and books.Facing the room full of "good intentions and hard work", Lu Yikun practiced his brush calligraphy patiently, and read a stack of elementary school textbooks at a glance.Seeing that no one was restraining him, he walked out slowly.

After returning to his parents, he gradually regained a little innocence, and he was not as vigilant about people and things as before.

The old house of the Lu family is a traditional courtyard house, and the courtyard is a small courtyard full of greenery.

Lu Yikun walked in through the moon gate, and saw the red flowers and willows in the courtyard, like a pearl hidden in a deep shell.He distributed the flowers and caressed the willows all the way, and finally stopped in front of two large water tanks under the shade of a tree.

The water tank is a historical kiln-fired pottery. There are several vigorous water lilies planted in the tank, and the rhizomes extend long to the bottom of the clear water.Under the green lotus leaves, there are several rare and valuable koi swimming leisurely.Seeing someone coming, the koi fish shook their heads and tails, scrambling to come out of the water, closing their small round mouths towards Lu Yikun, leaning over like a coquettish puppy.

It's a pity that the winking eyes of the koi are destined to be thrown to the blind.Lu Yikun cannot appreciate the beauty of living beings.When he saw fish, he thought of meat.

"The victorious song is also favored and I add a new grave, Qingshengping and the small groups in the court hall compete..."

A few lines of libretto from Peking Opera came from the pavilion ahead.The singing voice is sweet and sweet, and even Lu Yikun, a layman who doesn't understand drama, was infected by the long songs and short sighs.

Lu Yikun followed the sound and stopped in front of the small attic.The teak door was open, and one could see a tall old lady swinging her arms in front of the window sill, singing gracefully and singing.The old lady's movements are elegant and dignified, but her libretto is strong and heroic, just like a man.

I don’t know if I heard footsteps behind me, but the old lady singing a cappella with a plain face was still singing in a Beijing opera way: “I suddenly heard the sound of the golden drum and the sound of the horn, which aroused my ambition to break through the sky, thinking that the peach blossoms would be majestic and majestic back then... ...What a vassal king and clown, I can stop a million soldiers with a single sword!"

At this point, she stopped and turned to look at her grandson wandering by the door.

"do you understand?"

The language used in Peking Opera has been artistically processed, which is difficult for southerners to understand, let alone Lu Yikun is only a child.

Of course Lu Yikun didn't understand it before.

But Ci Ruyu is eager to get the old lady's forgiveness, and he must understand that when you shoot a man, you shoot a horse first.

Before coming to the Lord's house, he made up his mind to save the country and help his mother win back grandma's heart.

The old lady has no daughter, so she is sincerely kind to her adoptive daughter, Ci Ruyu.The adopted daughter is her close-fitting little padded jacket.However, the adopted daughter abandoned her for her son, which made the old lady very sad.

The old lady is a national first-class actress and a member of the National Drama Association. Lu Yikun has heard her most proud works in the tapes collected by Ci Ruyu earlier, and the background of the story and the appreciation of famous artists are also clearly understood in the book.

Lu Yikun did his homework just for this moment.For the sake of his mother, he must take down the old lady.

……

Near noon, Lu Yikun bid farewell to the old lady obediently and politely when he heard a servant coming to look for him.

Passing by the courtyard water tank, he finally couldn't help standing on tiptoe, and patted the fish heads sticking out of the water one by one.

After hurting the little koi's feelings so badly, when he saw the little koi, he ran under the lotus leaves, refused to get close to him, and went into the water to catch them and drive them away.

As the saying goes, evil is rewarded with evil.The edge of the water tank was wet and slippery. He didn't press it firmly for a while, and his upper body rushed in. He almost plunged into the water tank in an upside-down style, and became company with the little koi.

An arm pierced diagonally, catching his slipping body at the nick of time.

Lu Yikun hung his feet in the air on this arm, and turned his head back.

Yang Yingjie opened his eyes wide, looking at him with lingering fear.It seemed more frightening than him.

"Are you okay?" Yang Yingjie asked gently and concernedly, as if he was frightened by something.

Lu Yikun looked at him intently, then turned his head and ordered: "Lower down a bit."

Although Yang Yingjie didn't understand, he did it anyway.

The height is just right now.Under Yang Yingjie's dumbfounded gaze, Lu Yikun reached into the water again, making trouble for the innocent little koi.

The little koi were panic-stricken, scurrying around under the lotus leaves, shivering, and bumped into a ball clumsily several times.Lu Yikun grinned when he saw it.

Seeing his innocent and cute smile, Yang Yingjie couldn't help laughing too.

Lu Zongyao and Ci Ruyu didn't come back at noon, besides the old man and the old lady, there was one more person at the dinner table, Yang Yingjie.

Yang Yingjie was not a frequent visitor at the dinner table, only when his homework came to an end, he could find time to sit down and eat a complete meal.

His time is precious.Most of the time, he either eats boxed lunches in front of research topics, or gnaws bread while watching legal reports.Although the family is rich, he is as strict and almost harsh on himself as an ascetic.

His impression is often cold and stuffy, smelly and hard.His deeds, deeds and thoughts are all rigid and traceable in books.Too taciturn, and you appear callous and impersonal.

Except for greeting the elders when he was at the dinner table, he just buried his head in eating the whole time.

He also ate quite well, one mouthful of rice and one dish, and only exerted strength on the dish in front of him.

The old man and the old lady knew that he had such a temperament, and they didn't know what to say, so they didn't bother to care about him.

"Eat vegetables." The old man knocked on the dining table with his knuckles and said to Lu Yikun.

Lu Yikun looked at the bitter gourd in front of him, showing a capitalized bitter gourd face from the bottom of his heart.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.In terms of food, Lu Yikun already has a preference.He likes meat and sweets, but dislikes vegetables and bitter things.Bitter melon is an unfortunate combination of all his dislikes.

"Huh!" The old lady who had ignored the old man for many days suddenly snorted coldly in a high-pitched manner, and took away the bitter melon in front of her grandson, and replaced it with a plate of grass carp.

Both the old man and Yang Yingjie stared wide-eyed, looking at her like a ghost.

"you……?"

The old lady turned her head and talked to Lu Yikun: "Eat more fish and grow your body well. Grandma will take you to the theater this afternoon."

"and many more!"

The old man put down his chopsticks with a "snap".

"Ms. Yang, I have made arrangements for this afternoon. Kun'er wants to learn calligraphy from me!"

Ever since he discovered that Lu Yikun's Xiaozhuan was well-written in the morning, the old man was very pleasantly surprised, and he started thinking about nurturing his grandson.Unexpectedly, the old lady actually stepped in.

The old lady raised her eyebrows and squinted at him, and sneered blindly, showing a very disdainful look.

The two old men went to fight on their own, Lu Yikun held the bowl, but kept silent towards the fish.

For Lu Yikun, it was not worth being happy to have a plate of fish in front of him.

He is most afraid of such unpredictable "small organs" as fishbone and thin bones.Every time you eat, you will win the first prize.

A bony hand reached out and pushed a small china plate in front of him.

Carefully picked out bone spurs are placed on the porcelain plate, and the thin-bodied ceramics reflect the tender and delicious fish, which makes people move their index fingers.

Lu Yikun looked at Yang Yingjie in front of him.

Yang Yingjie froze, blushing and unable to speak.

Oops, how can I explain doing something like this all of a sudden, I really want to act like nothing happened, but I can't do it at all...