Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

Old Man Mi was not in a high mood, but he was still stable. new

His rock-solid will and character that will not regret prevented him from suddenly turning into a sentimental old man.

Until the phone turned into a busy signal, the old man's expression didn't change much, but his eyes became more and more desolate.

Maybe Mi San had anticipated this day when Mi Jianjun took his brothers and nephews and kowtowed before leaving.

He was just here to keep his promise.

Xiao Liu also came late. He seemed to have gone to cook before. With Xiao Liu present, Zhou Rui felt more relieved and prepared to leave.

When leaving, Old Man Mi suddenly said: "Young man, yesterday I just said that I would give these brands to you in the future, but I didn't ask for your opinion. Are you willing to accept these?"

After hearing this, the eyes of the "policemen" who were with him all popped out. They looked at the pagoda of merit made of six plaques and thought, is this all right?

If this is hung at home, ghosts will have to goose-step if they pass by! ?

Zhou Rui smiled and said to Old Man Mi: "Yes! Of course I want it! I'm seriously short of furniture!"

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhou Rui took out a gold-red badge from his pocket and said, "But I have a short face and pay attention to courtesy."

He flicked the badge with his finger, and with a crisp metallic sound, the badge accurately flew to the place where it was most convenient for Old Man Mi to pick it up.

As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, a badge fell on his palm.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm jealous of the plaque, and you're also jealous of my medal. I'll leave this here for you to try out the latest craftsmanship. When the time comes, just send it to me along with the plaque. new"

Mi San rubbed the feeling on his palm and understood Zhou Rui's intention.

Are you afraid that he won't have any thoughts?

Old man, I'm not that fragile yet.

"Then what if I haven't left in ten or eight years?"

"Then I'll come back often to see if you've lost my stamp."

Mi San smiled, finally seeing a trace of calmness on his withered face.

The matter in Hongqi Village has come to an end for the time being.

After leaving the courtyard, Zhou Rui handed Mi Hongchang's cell phone to the "policeman" and asked him to return it and convey the specific situation to Mi Hongchang.

Afterwards, he walked alone on the mountain path back to the B\u0026B.

Winding and winding, not tiring, but upsetting.

Seeing no one around, Zhou Rui simply took three steps and two steps at a time, leaping two or three feet at a time. Neither the rocks nor the steepness could stop him.

Under the dual effects of [explosive power] and [strong muscles], he is like those young Taoist priests in the movies who are successful in cultivating Taoism and go down the mountain to practice.

If someone were to film it, I would have to shoot five episodes in one go.

While Zhou Rui was leaping forward, a question suddenly occurred to him.

Based on his physical condition, his lifespan may be longer than that of Old Man Mi.

By then, can I face all kinds of separation calmly?

In his more than ninety years of life, Mr. Mi has left more than one son.

Should people stick to their hearts? Or carpe diem?

Arriving at the back of the B\u0026B, Zhou Rui simply used [Fang's Secret Technique] to climb up to the balcony on the third floor and returned to his room. new

There was no one on the bed, but there was the sound of clear water coming from the bathroom.

Inside the hazy glass door, Miaoman's figure is looming.

B\u0026B owners know how to decorate.

Zhou Rui knocked on the door, and then joined in with a delicate exclamation.

Stick to your heart? Or carpe diem?

Just live up to the past and live up to the future.

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the next day.

This happy vacation is coming to an end.

Before leaving, Zhou Rui did not go to see Old Man Mi in the courtyard, but drove around to the front of "Hongqi Village" and had a meal at Wang Wawa's shop.

That bed and breakfast was great, but the food was terrible.

People can't just have midnight snacks without eating, right?

During the meal, I chatted with the "Wang Baby" who didn't talk much.

"Uncle Wang, were you in the cooking class before?"

Wang Wawa rolled her eyes to the sky.

"I drive a tank!"

Afterwards, the two went to the airport.

Tong Xin said all night that she wanted to pay for the air ticket herself, but Zhou Rui couldn't resist, so he asked Gan Yuan to book two economy class tickets.

This girl will be particularly persistent when it comes to Zhou Rui, especially when it comes to the field of "Zhou Rui + money".

Zhou Rui also understands that kind of careful persistence.

By the way, Zhou Rui called Mi Nengwen before taking off.

I learned that most of the people in the Mi family had regained their freedom last night, including Mi Hongchang.

Only one unlucky guy who "instigated viewing of internal systems" has not yet been solved. Even if it is not for the purpose of stealing secrets, this illegal act is still serious.

But compared to that unlucky guy, what the Mi family may need to deal with now is the death of Mi Jianjun.

Mi Jianjun was the leader of the Mi family, and he was like a sea-fixing needle. His death involved too many things for a family consortium.

Many people are already on their way back to the United States, including Minengwen.

Mi Nengwen had already heard the outline of the matter from Mi Hongchang. He was a man who could tell the truth. It was because they broke the law first, or someone in the family was stupid that led to Zha Zhourui being detained.

And Zhou Rui was finally able to bring the phone into the small courtyard and hand it over to Grandpa Zeng, which was an act of kindness and justice.

"Thank you this time. I have to go back first to do other things. I can only talk about it after I get back."

After chatting for a few words, Mi Nengwen suddenly said:

"By the way, there is something I forgot to tell you. The song you wrote for Xiao Wu last time was a bit unusually popular. To be precise, it was popular all over the United States. Did you know?"

Zhou Rui thought, of course he knows.

I often play it as BGM these days.

This actually surprised Zhou Rui, and he always felt that it shouldn't be done.

He previously concluded that "Call Me Maybe" would not create too many waves in this life because he knew deeply that it was impossible for an Asian to succeed in the European and American music markets.

There will be countless invisible roadblocks to block it. To be honest, it would be good to be famous in a small area.

But the popularity of this song is almost the same as in its previous life. It can even be said to be more popular.

In the past two months, the B list has directly reached the first place, and other major lists have also appeared in the form of killing the list, which is called magic.

It shouldn't be. Invisible barriers like ethnic origin are not so easy to break through, even if the Mi family tries their best.

It is conceivable that Mi Xiaowu must be intoxicated with her success now. She can now be said to be the most famous Asian in the United States, and one single has directly promoted her to one of the most popular singers.

He is even considered to be the light of Asians, with a halo attached to him and the expectations of many people.

But similarly, no matter how intoxicated Mi Xiaowu is, how panicky he feels

How about panicking a batch!

Because she knows very well that her current situation is "1% self-worth +

"She was just making a fool of herself, but when she made such a big fuss, my mother assigned her a professional team. She has been making trouble some time ago and said she would come back to China to find you."

Zhou Rui asked curiously: "Why are you still looking for me?"

"He said that the single was a big success and he wanted to create an album with you."

"Don't! Let me go! Just say I'm gone."

"I also had a headache, but my grandpa passed away recently. She shouldn't bother you anymore in a short time."

"That's good. I'm going to hang up now. The flight attendant glared at me several times."

Zhou Rui sighed. No matter how much he thought about it, he felt that the popularity of "Call Me Maybe" was unreasonable.

Can Asians also become popular in North America? what's the situation?