After Becoming a Little |

"I'm sure!"

"Then what's the situation with my daughter?" Lu Wuxia stood still and raised her finger to point at her face: "My own daughter, in a safe place like China, was killed by Nanbang people throughout the Republic, and was killed on the campus of Dongshan University. Hijacked! You told me that you would not treat me badly... What, are you planning to destroy Gyeongbokgung Palace now?"

"I..." Baili opened her mouth: "This has nothing to do with Gyeongbokgung Palace, it's mainly about the Sansang chaebols—and they put the main responsible persons in prison, which is also considered a gift for them." Confession."

"Well, it's pretty good." Lu Wuxia nodded, "Tell me...that's it."

As she spoke, she shook her head and laughed out loud, her tone not without self-deprecation: "Confession..."

Bai Li clenched her fists: "Ms. Lu, we also thought about using the strictest security plan, but you have to know that you and Senior Lu have been opposing this method all along, saying that Senior Lu can stay with Classmate Ai Keep safe, we are both responsible for this kind of thing!"

"No, you're not responsible, it's my fault." Lu Wuxia patted her on the shoulder: "It's all my fault."

Sometimes in language confrontation, the most annoying thing is not to argue with the other party, but this almost perfunctory attitude.

Baili is very angry - can this damn blame me?

She still wanted to say something, but the little rookie had already trotted over: "Sister Lu!"

After Lu Wuxia saw the little rookie, he smiled instead: "How does it feel to be a reporter recently?"

"Reporter..." The rookie thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's not that good, it's just the feeling of being a reporter."

She didn't really feel it, or she didn't find the leeway that Lu Wuxia had when she was an investigative reporter.

But she remembered something and grabbed Lu Wuxia's sleeve: "That's right! I saw spiders dancing! In the sun!"

Lu Wuxia froze for a moment, then smiled very relieved: "Is there still dust?"

"Yes! There is also dust!"

"That's right, you... have grown up." Lu Wuxia patted the rookie's head: "When you see more things in the future, you will be able to find what you want."

Bai Li stood by and looked left and right, confused.

What does it mean?Fighting forward?To practice Zen and enlightenment?

The Bichi reporter watched from the side, feeling a little numb.

Before that, she had made up more than 80 plans, including but not limited to how to show her presence in front of the legendary investigative reporter, the uncrowned king, to show that she was not inferior to the other party, and even proudly said, "The times have changed and you are old". A villain-like line, indicating that in fact, the legendary investigative reporter Lu Wuxia is just not inferior to her.

But as soon as the two sides met, an indescribable aura overwhelmed her, destroying all of the more than 80 plans in her mind, leaving only a few solitary adjectives in the end.

Wow!

This woman!

Wow--

She shook her head, came back to her senses, and patted her face hard.

Whoa!This is a rival!

The moment she saw Lu Wuxia, she knew who the rookie's precious wallpaper was from—and what was even worse was that this woman was one of those rare women who looked better in person than in photos.

Let people live?

Is there any reason?

Bichi reporter, who has to spend a lot of effort to maintain her beauty every day, feels very tired. After all, seeing a woman with a dusty face who doesn't even have makeup on her face still has enviable skin quality and exquisite facial features, that kind of envy Others feel no less than a single boy who walks the street in broad daylight and finds that the street is full of couples, and the girls are all obedient and have the same hobbies as his boyfriend, who always talks like that "It's only 300 million krypton gold, what can the family have any opinions on?" The ultra-tremendous demeanor.

Lemon it surrounds me...

"Are there any news materials recently?" Lu Wuxia asked as he dragged his suitcase, thinking carefully, "International news."

"Hmm..." The little rookie thought for a while: "I haven't watched it yet, I have to read some news reports on the website to find out—after all, I haven't gone abroad for field trips."

"What foreign news websites do you usually read for reference?"

"In general... FT Chinese website?" The little rookie hesitated.

"The one from the British "Financial Times"?" Lu Wuxia frowned: "You are doing foreign news now, are you looking at these websites?"

"Is there something wrong?" The little rookie didn't understand, so he subconsciously looked at the Bichi reporter beside him: "I think those seniors all read these websites, right?"

The Bichi reporter also nodded: "Yes, they are foreign media after all, so their sense of foreign news is much faster than ours. We—"

"But officially because they are foreign media, their reports on the Republic are much more biased than ours." Lu Wuxia interrupted her: "If you are abroad, you will find that these media never report positive news about the Republic. "

"Ah?" The Bichi reporter didn't realize it a bit: "Why, why?"

"...Because they are foreign media, the news has no national boundaries, but the media people who report the news have national boundaries." Lu Wuxia sighed: "In the West, there is a big gap between the reality of life and the reality of the media. They are all delicate and exquisite in a birdcage."

"This—" Bichi reporter didn't know why the other party would say this all of a sudden, but he always felt that it was amazing.

No, wouldn't that just make me appear to be incompetent?

But Lu Wuxia didn't want to argue with anyone, she just handed a civilian memory to the rookie: "This is the news report from Europe that I brought back, it's probably the latest batch of news materials, I hope you After reading it, report it selectively so that people in the country can see it clearly.”

She was about to say and shook her head: "The place in Europa is now like a powder keg, with internal and external troubles, but the problem is that whether it is domestic or our own people, there are still many people looking up at them, even The mentality of adoration of the West, and the mythology of the West."

The little rookie thought for a while, and said softly: "But since we were young, we have seen such reports and cultural works..."

"Yeah, this can be regarded as cultural war, spiritual colonization." Lu Wuxia raised her finger and pointed at the jewelry advertisement switched on the big screen at the airport: "Any tall and beautiful things, even commercial advertisements, advertisers like to use White people used as models to interpret that illusory beauty, this is a real cultural bomb.”

"It can't be." Bichi reporter forced a smile: "Yes, is it so serious?"

"For those of you who repost news in China, the wind vane is the Chinese website of foreign media, instead of going to see or check more by yourself, do you think it is not so serious?" Lu Wuxia was a little helpless, and also sighed a little: "We, really Do you have the spirit of knowing yourself and your enemy?"

"..."

"Capitalism has been hungry for many years. They have nothing to eat now, they can only eat their hands and feet." Lu Wuxia looked away and walked forward, only one sentence lingered in the ears of Bichi reporter: "If it is not the Republic, enough powerful, then we will all become their prey... or rather, they have already started trying to hunt us."

Suddenly talking about such a heavy topic at the airport is obviously out of tune with the current atmosphere.

The little rookie also saw something was wrong, grabbed the dull-faced Bichi reporter's hand, squeezed it, and pulled her forward: "Let's go back first, Sister Lu is just talking, we will know when we go back and read these news materials The reason."

"I have other things to do during this time." Lu Wuxia walked in the front, turned his head and looked back: "But I will probably collect a lot of news materials during this process, and I will pass them back to China , if you think you can post it, then post it, if you think it shouldn't be posted, then suppress it."

These words were said to the rookie, and they seemed to be entrusted with a heavy responsibility.

The rookie asked puzzled, "Why me?"

"Because you are like a blank sheet of paper, with more possibilities." Lu Wuxia pursed her lips: "The media people of our generation... are no longer suitable."

People at the same stage as her, either already in high positions, or already have a family business that needs to be cared about, are not the kind of indomitable temperament.

Only the rookie, she saw the shadow of herself in the other party, so she didn't mind giving her a hand.

As for this kind of help, whether to push her into the fire pit or help her rebirth from Nirvana in the flames, it depends on her own follow-up choices.

Maybe she will choose to retreat in the future, or maybe she will face the difficulties more and more courageously, and even take up a new banner, who can say for sure?

The exit of the airport is just around the corner. After talking about these trivial things, Lu Wuxia is going to go back to the home he hasn't been back for a long time to take a shower and change clothes. The reporter looked at the thoughtful little rookie with a worried face, feeling that his cute and cute little rookie was changing in a direction that he couldn't understand——

But all of this was forgotten by everyone after the girl appeared, like the melting snow.

It was an unbelievably beautiful girl, with a slight blush on her cheeks that she didn't know whether it was from the winter freeze or from illness. Her pair of water-cut autumn pupils were shining, and she looked around with the eyes of a small animal looking for her mother. The big red Zhaojun cloak that seems to be traveling through time sets off her like a little fairy who has traveled across the long river to the present.

Lu Wuxia stopped in her tracks, and looked at the girl not far away in astonishment.

Then the girl also looked over, opened her mouth, and showed a smile, being gentle for the whole winter.

At 09:30 in the morning in Dongshan City, there is a warm sun shining down.

The girl rushed over, bumped into Lu Wuxia's arms, and hugged her waist: "Mom..."

"……Um."

PS: It is about 12:[-] Moscow time, so it is reasonable to update now (this chapter is released regularly by the network cable that made the mistake

PS2: I'm thinking about how to teach my mother a lesson, but my thoughts are rather vague at the moment, so I have to think again...

PS2.5: continue tomorrow

Chapter 692 0681-Pigeon (I haven't figured it out yet, give me a chance

Aliya greeted her mother monster happily, happily looking forward to how to surprise her mother monster later, happy to hear them talking about heavy and serious spiritual colonization and cultural bomb topics, happy... …

Wait a minute!

Why are they talking about this topic?

Aliya's eyes widened—couldn't her own mother blame her for being a good daughter at this time?

tsk...

From the bottom of her heart, she understands the strange character of her mother. Although Aliya knows that the reason why this matter has become like this is probably a problem left over from history-the fairy sister did not do her duty as a mother.

She brought these three babies to free range, which made the development of these three obasans very different in later stages.

Mrs. Jin is okay. This big golden retriever who is holding Erguotou tons of tons all day long has chosen a correct path of husband and daughter. The plastic mother-daughter relationship is indestructible and indestructible. In a sense, it can be called a model of the new era.

Neither Lu Wuxia nor Lu Wuchen, a nun in white, is a qualified mother.

That's all for the Taoist nun in white, at least she's not her own mother in name, and the deepest fake communication with her three daughters is probably when her legs were ruined by Li Lianhua's magic acid hidden weapon, and she had to hold back afterwards. Find out what to do to your daughter.

But my mother is different!Little Angel Alia is a piece of meat that fell out of her belly!

It was so difficult to give birth to this baby back then, even the mother's strange physique almost made it difficult to give birth. Didn't she have the slightest intention to treasure this hard-won little fairy daughter?

Aliya is autistic, and Aliya is deep in thought.

How the hell did this happen?I can't help but fall into deep thinking, this must be a question that hasn't shocked enough!

Gritting her teeth, she quietly took out a detection instrument, pressed her thumb on it, and put her thumb in her mouth to stop the bleeding. Alia looked at the "15%" on it, which was far below the warning threshold. The value, the eyes began to flicker.

The critical value is 60%. It seems that the blood-borne virus spores in my body are not very active and need some nutrients...

Thinking of this, she sneezed and rubbed her reddish nose.

My mother looked back strangely and touched her clothes: "The temperature has dropped sharply today, so dress warmer...Who bought this clothes for you? It looks good, but it's not windproof."

"Second aunt gave it to me." Aliya sniffed, "Maybe it was blown by the wind from the balcony when I got up in the morning."

"Well, change to a down jacket, I remember you have a long down jacket, that one is quite—"

"Mama, that dress is from my junior high school, and my height is not suitable." Alia said, looking into Lu Wuxia's eyes, her tone was calm: "Besides, I didn't know how to wash down jackets at that time. The velvet of this dress is just bunched up, making it ugly to wear."

"Then..." Lu Wuxia opened her mouth, suddenly recalling that the last time she bought clothes for her daughter was probably in junior high school.

how many years...