Lei Feng System

Not long after the teenagers left, the adjutant came in with a stack of documents.

Lei Ting got up and walked to the outside reception room, turning his face solemnly.

"Second Young Master, I have to say, this time you are saving the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." The adjutant lowered his voice, with a hint of condemnation in his tone.

Lei Ting raised his thick eyebrows and glanced at him, quickly scanning through ten lines. The information recorded the lives of Han Zhuoyu and the Shi family brothers in detail, and every detail was not overlooked. If you let the teenagers who have just left see it, they might be scared into a cold sweat, because many small things have been forgotten by themselves, but the information is clear.

"Han Zhuoyu really has autism. He was about three or four years old when he was sick. Look at this video. There was a lot of trouble in the country at that time. We happened to be on a secret mission at the border, so I don't know." The adjutant turned on the laptop and clicked on a video to play.

On the screen, the boy's black and white eyes looked straight, and said softly and loudly, "Help if you want." Then he lowered his head, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing the deep anxiety.

Thunder's eyes flickered slightly, and after the video was over, he clicked to play again. This was repeated several times, and finally the picture was frozen at the moment when the boy looked up. Staring at those deep, pitch-black, but crystal-clear eyes, the man seemed to have entered a pure and gorgeous holy realm that drew people to linger. How could a child with such a pair of eyes have a bad temperament? All the suspicion and suspicion imposed on him is an insult.

Thunder let out a sigh of relief slowly, and a hint of guilt appeared on his cold face. But for the sake of his son's safety, no amount of precautions and cautions is too much for him. Being betrayed by the closest person, such a thing can never happen to my son again!

"I really want to know how his mother did it. He enjoys loneliness, but he doesn't resist going out of the barriers he has delineated in his heart, using his own way to love the world, even if he is hurt, he is fearless and fearless. It's really... special …" The man twisted his eyebrows for a while, still felt that the adjectives he used were too barren. Although the time to get along is very short, he has realized that this is a very wonderful child!

"This is the record of his living abroad with Ms. Han Jiamei." The adjutant knew that his boss would pay attention to this, and immediately took out a separate file, which recorded how Han Jiamei led the child out of loneliness. .

Thunder took it and studied it seriously. Obviously, Han Zhuoyu can grow to such an excellent level, the reason is by no means the indifferent Anguoren and the mean Lei Lizhen. Every experience of Han Jiamei raising Han Zhuoyu is worth learning from Lei Ting. He hopes that his son will grow up like Han Zhuoyu one day. I believe this is also the common expectation of most parents in country C.

"Maybe I should have kept him just now." After reading the materials, Lei Ting said in deep thoughts, comparing Han Jiamei's selfless dedication and An Guoren's deliberate use. It turns out that the child is not the treasure in the palm of his parents as he imagined, so there is no need to feel guilty about taking him away. I believe that as long as they speak by themselves, Ang Guoren and Lei Lizhen will definitely offer them with both hands. But the most important thing is the child's wishes, wait until the son wakes up.

Thunder thought blankly.

There was a slight knock on the door, and the adjutant hurriedly walked over to open the door. As expected, it was Lei Chen and Han Zhuoyu's medical report that had arrived. He scanned it quickly, and he was slightly relieved before handing it to his boss.

"The report came out. Han Zhuoyu is very healthy, and the young master has no major problems. It's just an ordinary stabilizer, which is naturally metabolized." The adjutant turned the bleeding test report and said, pointing to the result column below.

Thunder's expression did not relax at all, on the contrary, it became more cold and harsh.

The adjutant stepped back and remained silent appropriately. They all knew that in the eyes of those desperadoes, Lei Chen was already dead, and the dead didn't need to waste expensive drugs to torture, as long as they were put on stabilizers to facilitate transfer. In fact, they can pinch out this weak life at any time by just moving their fingers.

Thunder felt the tingling in his heart, until he touched the pistol on his waist before calming down.

The adjutant who is good at observing words and expressions said softly, "Second Young Master, it is not your fault. If it weren't for you to order the desperate group to be scrupulous, maybe the young master was killed the first time he was kidnapped. . They are purely for revenge, not for money. Your strategy is right."

"But, after all, I'm still one step too late! If there weren't that kid..." He stopped talking and dared not say any more.

"Don't think about anything that hasn't happened. Young Master is doing well now, isn't it?" The adjutant looked towards the inner room.

"You're right." Thunder slowly leaned back on the chair, showing a rare fatigue. Fortunately, when Han Zhuoyu appeared in time, his son could return to him safely, and he did not need to live in regret and self-blame for the rest of his life.

The adjutant's heart was moved. This man who was as hard as steel had such a fragile side. Fortunately, the young master was fine. This incident was so coincidental that God might be sheltering Lei's house.

At the same time, Han Zhuoyu, who stepped into the house with one foot, was restrained by Thunder's generosity.

[Ding~ Received 500 points of gratitude from Thunder! 】

[Ding~ Received Lu Bin (lieutenant) 50 points of gratitude! 】

[Wh, what's the situation? ] 9527 quit World of Warcraft and asked in surprise. Comrade Xiaozheng's father is really a blockbuster! One shot is 500 points, the real local tyrant does not explain!

Han Zhuoyu shook his head blankly and continued to walk forward. He has never cared about the value of gratitude, but the value of gratitude is his standard for judging the good and evil of human nature. A man as cold as Thunder would have such a huge gratitude for himself, maybe, he is not as terrible as he looks.

When the teenager was thinking about it, 9527 screamed, [Host, someone moved our computer! You wait, I immediately turn on the camera to take a look. ] After a second, 9527 continued, [It is An Minghuai, he is checking my game interface. Want to use the best equipment of this system? Fish-lipped humans, you will pay the price! Han Zhuoyu squinted his eyes, quickly put on his slippers, and walked towards his room.

An Minghuai is sitting at Han Zhuoyu's computer desk and moving his mouse. He didn't go anywhere this summer, but made a very demanding study schedule for himself. Han Zhuoyu is getting better and better, making him feel great pressure. The other party should study when it is time to study. After the vacation, he just spends one morning reading and doing exercises, and playing in the afternoon and evening. On the other hand, he spent almost 18 hours studying 24 hours a day, but he was still far behind by Han Zhuoyu.

Now in school, students see him always use "Han Zhuoyu's younger brother" to refer to him. He seems to have become an accessory of Han Zhuoyu, unable to find the value of self-existence. This made him angry, manic, and even hated.

Today, after doing exercises for eight hours in a row, he suddenly wanted to come to Han Zhuoyu's room to take a look. Maybe he could discover the secret of his rapid improvement in academic performance. As a result, the other party read the same tutorial book and made the same exercise book as him. There was no difference. The game interface of the legendary world was still hanging on the computer that was turned on. After opening the character attribute panel, each of the best equipment became popular. eye.

He is the leader in learning and even playing games. He does not want to admit that he is inferior to the other party, not as good as an autistic person with abnormal brains. Suppressed by the opponent for a lifetime? Absolute, yes, no, yes, yes!

An Minghuai's dry eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the computer screen with a gloomy expression in a daze. He didn't wake up suddenly until the click of the door opened.

"Why are you back? Not having a good time?" The sullen expression was quickly replaced by a hearty smile.

Han Zhuoyu stared at his hand on the mouse.

An Minghuai explained hurriedly, "That's right, I have a problem that I can't do, and I want to borrow the workbook from you. I guess you must have done it. After you come in, I find that the computer is not turned off, so I can turn it off for you. I thought you were going to stay in the country for more than a month, which would be a waste of electricity."

[Liar, he must be trying to steal my best equipment! 】9527 I can't understand the An family very much, always think they are super hypocritical. He now has a polygraph function, and whoever lied can be known by scanning. An Minghuai certainly didn't come to borrow the workbook.

Han Zhuoyu pushed the door open a bit and spit out two words coldly, "Get out."

An Minghuai clenched a fist, but an apologetic smile appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't pick myself up without asking, I won't be the next time. It's almost half past six, so you can wash down and have dinner quickly." Since Han Zhuoyu changed , Ang Guoren began to follow his schedule. Breakfast must be eaten at 7:30 in the morning; lunch must be eaten at 12:15 at noon; dinner must be eaten at 6:30 in the evening; before and after meals, he must also eagerly ask each other to learn Circumstances, An Ming's jealous heart is about to burst.

Han Zhuoyu was noncommittal and closed the door immediately after he went out.

[After scanning, he just moved your desk, bookshelf, drawer and my computer. No items were lost. ] 9527 quickly scanned the room and said, [It is recommended that the host install a smart lock in the future, so that I can monitor the access to the room. Well, the computer's camera needs to be turned on anytime, anywhere. 】‘No need to install locks, I will leave here soon. The boy took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a bath, his tone showing no nostalgia for this family.

[The host is right, we will be free when we are admitted to university. I believe that the host will successfully enter the Imperial College of Medicine, and then become the best doctor in the world! ] 9527 Flattery Road.

At half past six, Han Zhuoyu appeared in the restaurant on time. An Guoren's expression was a little surprised, "Why did you come back suddenly? Didn't you say you want to play for a month? Did something happen?"

Han Zhuoyu just sat down, picked up his chopsticks to eat, and did not respond to him.

An Guoren has long been accustomed to his son’s taciturn, and said with a smile, "Your principal called today. In October, I want to send you to the International Physics Olympiad. I heard that you can add 20 points to the first prize college entrance examination. If you work hard, it is very hopeful. The college entrance examination is coming next year. Dad hopes that you can win the first prize in one fell swoop and win the title of national champion in science. The various bonus points add up to fifty or sixty points. As long as they play normally, the title of No. 1 in science can't escape.

Han Zhuoyu lowered his head to eat and was silent. In the past two years, all kinds of school competitions have almost been contracted to him, whether he wants or not anyone cares.

An Guoren's expression was very kind, like a loving father, but he never noticed that his son only ate two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian in front of him. He didn't touch the other dishes, let alone what he needed and didn't need. For him, his son is just his political capital and a tool for showing off, which indirectly proves his ability and character. After all, the only person he cares about is himself.

An Minghuai couldn't see the reality clearly. The hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and he chewed the food in his mouth vigorously.

Lei Lizhen touched her son's head distressedly, and a dim light flashed in her eyes. This wild species will soon be seventeen years old, and he can't hesitate anymore.