Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 274 Don’t eat too much
  "How did Fujiwara come up with the idea of ​​learning this?"

While picking up the food, Laisheng burst into tears and spoke.

"Miss Lei, you mean cooking? I have lived alone for a long time and feel that eating fast food every day is not healthy. I thought that the beef curry made by Xiaotong was very good, so I thought about making it myself. But I found that I couldn't do it right. "

"That's it, Fujiwara-kun, please pass the bowl to me."

Seeing that the other party was about to add more food to him, Fujiwara stopped him and said, "No, I'm already full and can't eat anymore."

If he ate any more, his stomach would explode.

"It'll be fine when you're full." Laisheng Lei stopped after hearing Fujiwara's stop, smiled slightly, and put down the rice bowl in his hand.

"You guys were having such a lively chat, I thought you were hungry."

Listening to her weird tone, Afterlife Hitomi felt a little strange but didn't expect what it was.

After eating, Fujiwara said goodbye to the three of them and went home. Before leaving, he agreed on a time to come over next time.

"Then I'm leaving. See you next week."

"Well, goodbye Fujiwara." He walked to the door to say goodbye to Hitomi Afterlife.

"Goodbye little love."

"Goodbye~"

In the next life, Tears still smiles and urges Xiao Ai not to be lazy, "Little Ai, it's your turn to clean up the mess tonight."

"It's me again, why do I come here every time?" Although his face was full of reluctance, he still quickly walked into the kitchen carrying the dishes and chopsticks.

Every time he talks about little love, Fujiwara always inexplicably thinks of "Ai", which sounds the same as "love", Haibara Ai.

After adding an email friend at the convenience store, Fujiwara chatted with her for a while. Although the conversation was about everyday things, he could clearly feel her longing for a normal life.

After bidding farewell to Lai Sheng Ai, Fujiwara glanced at Lai Sheng Tear's back through the glass, smiled lightly, then turned around and drove away.

While waiting at the traffic light, Fujiwara received a call from the Girls Comic editorial department.

Speaking of which, Fujiwara has not contacted his editor since the last comic was published.

After thinking for a moment, he answered the phone, "Is there anything wrong with Ms. Asano?"

"Teacher Xigua, I have two pieces of good news now. Which one do you want to hear?"

Listening to the hoarse words mixed with excitement, Fujiwara blindly guessed that the manga might be adapted or a stand-alone book would be published.

The comics are finished, what else can be big news.

"Are you trying to say that a certain movie company has taken a liking to this comic?"

Soon the person on the other side sighed, "Hey, you have guessed this. Shanxi Film Company has taken a liking to this comic and has been discussing it for the past few days. I planned to wait until the results came out before telling you, but I haven't told you yet." There’s good news, Teacher Xigua, can you guess it?”

Looking at the other party's tone, which seemed to be that he couldn't guess, Fujiwara had no choice but to put down the issue of the single book, and said casually, "You won the lottery, right?"

"No, haha, the publishing house has finally agreed to publish a single volume. The sample will be available next week. I can send it to you by mail, or you can come to our editorial department and look at it together."

"Okay, I will go over then and take the new works I have prepared with me."

"Okay, ah, is there a new book so soon? Okay, okay. Teacher Xigua is very diligent. But I want to ask, is it the Garden of Words that you talked about with me last time?"

Fujiwara calmly hung up the phone to the editorial office. Fujiwara was not too excited about this news, because in his heart, this seemed to be an inevitable result.

Adapting comics into movies is a huge project that requires consideration of many aspects such as script adaptation, character setting, and casting. Although he didn't know much about the film industry, he decided to actively participate in it to ensure that the film could faithfully convey his original intention when redeeming the work and express that feeling of regret. “Then see you tomorrow?”

"Ah."

After Fujiwara returned home to his neighborhood, he relaxed and breathed in the fresh air, and his thoughts gradually became clearer. He wasn't too excited about his comic being adapted into a movie because, to him, it was just a natural outcome.

After parking the car, Fujiwara lit another one in front of his house. As soon as he took a breath, several men on the street not far from his home were pouring water on the door of a car parked on the roadside. The sizzling sound was filled with a filthy smell.

"Hahaha"

Seeing the shameless laughter of several people, Fujiwara was not too surprised.

After all, he didn't need to control the gangsters who couldn't even be controlled by the police. Besides, this was not his car.

After draining the water, a few people staggeredly picked up the gravel on the ground and smashed the glass on the opposite side.

"Which bastard threw it?" Mrs. Morita shouted towards the street.

"Hahaha, run, run."

"Don't let me catch you!"

After watching the farce on the street for a while, Fujiwara put out his cigarette and was about to go into the house. After all, it was not his window that was smashed. Suddenly, he heard behind him, "The damn snowman is blocking my way."

When I turned around, I saw the people who had just escaped returning along the road. One of them, Shu Mengzi, who was holding a wine bottle, kicked away the snowman that Fujiwara and the Young Detective Team had been busy building for a long time a few days ago.

"Damn guy."

Several of his accomplices beside him also took the opportunity to give the collapsed snowman a few kicks.

Well, I can't ignore it, this is his snowman.

Fujiwara closed the door he opened and walked towards the man holding a wine bottle.

The drunkards looked at Fujiwara approaching, first looked at each other, and then muttered mockingly: "What are you looking at?"

A determined light flashed across Fujiwara's face, and before the other person could finish speaking, he rushed toward one of them with lightning speed and punched quickly. In one move, he hit the opponent's jaw, knocking him to the ground instantly.

The remaining three people saw this and rushed towards Fujiwara angrily. However, they did not know that Fujiwara was already an experienced fighter. Fujiwara used surprising skills to dodge their punches and kicks while delivering deadly counterattacks. His body is flexible and agile, and every punch hits the target accurately.

A drunk man jumped in the air and was hit in the ribs by a precise knee strike from Fujiwara. He fell to the ground and groaned in pain. The other man tried to grab Fujiwara's arm, but Fujiwara sided with a flexible move and knocked him down with a powerful low kick.

When the last drunk man saw his companions defeated, he couldn't help but start to sweat coldly. He immediately woke up from his drunkenness and quickly knelt down and explained, "It's none of my business. I just looked at them next to the car. It was the three of them." Do it”

It was obvious that he thought he was the owner of the car and had just witnessed what they were doing next to the car.

"Please don't hit me, please."

Fujiwara, however, had no intention of showing mercy.

"Go talk to the police about your apology."

If you can be forgiven for doing something wrong, why do you need the police?
  So the two people who stayed up at night and caused trouble were pulled into a nearby alley by Fujiwara and gave them a beating.

Looking at the four people who could not get up again, Fujiwara watched silently.

"Tell me, what did you learn from this beating?"

(End of this chapter)