After modification, enter the love game

He was a man dressed as a broadcaster.

There was an expression on his face that said "This is going to be interesting."

Lu Ling'er subconsciously looked around and saw an extremely familiar presence at a glance.

"Long'er?"

"sister???"

NO.10 Fake Father and Fake Son [6k monthly ticket required]

Lu Long'er felt that she might have traveled through time, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why she woke up and found herself in a place that looked like a movie theater.

It's written like this in the stories. When you wake up, the sky has changed dramatically. You can hear the rumbling sound of a carriage. Pine needles are looming in the white mist. Right in front of you is a strong man with blond braids, who is dirty all over. He looks at you and says, "Hey, you. You finally woke up."

Although there are no carriages or strong men here, there is only a huge screen and rows of neatly arranged seats.

"That, that, that."

The socially anxious girl's voice was filled with surprise, astonishment and panic.

"Where is this? Have I traveled through time? I, I, I...can I still see my family?"

"Don't be nervous. It's safe here. Very safe. It's hard to find a safer place than here in the whole world."

The announcer had a calm voice, like a patient host on a children's channel.

"It's hard for me to explain the previous question, but you will definitely be able to see your family... If you don't believe me, look back?"

When Lu Long'er turned her head, she saw her sister drooling over the variety of snacks on the counter.

"..."

Lu Long'er suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of not being able to see her family.

The foodie girl felt the gaze, turned her head, and exclaimed:

"Ah, Long'er!"

“…Yes, it’s me.”

The foodie girl turned her head and continued to exclaim:

"Wow, Little Raccoon instant noodles! Weilong spicy strips! Stone candy! Spicy dried tofu!"

younger sister:"……"

Sister, don't be like this.

So embarrassing.

"Boss, are you selling snacks here?"

Lu Ling'er looked expectant. "How did you get these snacks? Many of them I only ate when I was a child, and they're no longer available even in supermarkets..."

The announcer smiled and said, "First of all, I'm not the boss, just call me announcer."

"Uncle announcer, do you sell snacks here?"

"..."

The announcer didn't know for a moment whether he should praise the girl opposite him for her politeness, or explain that he was a virtual soul. Although he looked a little anxious, he was not very old.

“Not for sale, but you can eat as much as you want.”

Lu Ling'er burst out with such joy that she seemed to want to write a story about Peach Blossom Spring overnight.

"real???"

"real."

"Thank you!"

While Lu Ling'er was enjoying her meal, the announcer turned his attention to his sister.

"Do you have any additional requests?"

Lu Long'er thought for two seconds and asked weakly:

"Can you send my sister back?"

"No."

"That's not the case."

"…So, do you want to watch a movie?"

"Movie?"

Lu Ling'er leaned over.

"Yes." The announcer said, "There are currently three movies on the shelves, two of which are old movies, namely "Perfect Life" and "Lies".

"But I would recommend this new movie, 'Fake Father and Fake Son'."

"I have no opinion."

When there is something to eat, Lu Ling'er is always very talkative.

But she did not forget to ask her sister for her opinion.

"Long'er, what about you? Do you want to see it?"

Lu Long'er nodded silently.

"Very good." The announcer smiled. "Before watching, please be reminded that this movie is all based on real events. There is basically no adaptation. If there are any similarities, it is not a coincidence."

Lu Longer: “?”

Isn’t it generally said that it’s “fictional adaptation, pure coincidence”?

Before she could think about it, the lights went out and the screen lit up.

"Well, welcome to watch, Fake Father and Fake Son."

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"Jiang Mu!!!!"

The movie begins with another powerful roar.

The camera moves from high to low, first illuminating a vast and bustling college, then passing over two pine trees, and the shadows of dense pine needles fall and sprinkle on an ordinary office door.

The door was kicked open with a "bang" and bounced against the wall with a "bang" sound.

A young boy of about fourteen or fifteen ran into the camera at full speed.

He was wearing black clothes, a black shirt, and sneakers with white soles and black surfaces. His hairstyle was a standard student hairstyle, the kind that only cost ten yuan to get in front of the school, and was done by a middle-aged man with a big belly who was smoking a cigarette while using an electric trimmer.

It was during the break, and the school was bustling. There weren't many people in the teachers' building, but there were a few people in the corridor, some male and some female, most of them in their forties, who were discussing what to eat for lunch.

Then they saw Jiang Mu drift around the figure and run out without looking back.

"Stop!"

Behind him, there was an angry voice.

Generally speaking, when a person is being chased, the above sentence is only for entertainment and has no practical effect.

Did Jiang Mu stop?

He actually stood still...

Because the person who called him was Professor Luo.

Luo Zheng glanced at the teachers in the corridor who were so used to this scene that they stopped talking to watch the joke. His face turned red and he glared at Jiang Mu:

"Come here!"

"Oh."

Jiang Mu went back obediently.

The door slammed shut like a mimosa.

A young teacher leaned over to take a look and asked curiously, "Who is this? Professor Luo's child? I think he looks about the same age."

"How is that possible? Professor Luo is a well-known lonely man... er, a hero who has devoted the rest of his life to the law. The principal is afraid that no one will take care of him when he gets old, so he has tried to find a matchmaker several times but it didn't work out."

"Ah? Professor Luo's conditions are not bad, right?"

"We just didn't hit it off. Who can tell the truth about fate?"

"So this is the relative's child?"

An older teacher interrupted, "No, it's an adoption. The case two years ago was quite a big deal. Professors from several schools were arguing like crazy. In the end, Professor Luo won the case. I heard he put a lot of effort into it."

The young teacher said, "I think they really look like father and son. I scold my son like this."

"Really? If you ask me, Lao Luo is just being hypocritical. He insisted that the child's parents are most likely still alive, and that not being able to find them now doesn't mean they will never be found. He refused to get the certificate... Where can we find such a good child?"

"Yeah, a few days ago on Teacher's Day, the kid specially cut a flower for each teacher in our building. He came over early in the morning and put the flowers on the table. He also wrote his name and blessing on the flowers...

Oh, I was so moved at that time, the heart attack caused by the papers of several of my students was cured. A group of people in their teens and twenties are not as caring as a child. "

This topic obviously resonated with everyone, and several teachers spoke one after another to denounce the various crimes of today's innocent and stupid college students.

They say their students only say things like "the instructor is a lousy student" and they are violating their conscience and maxing out their students' scores, so they still fail.

The other said that his student hired someone to write the paper for him, and he spent a full 1,000 yuan on it. When he got the paper, he found out that the black agent had cheated him out of 500 yuan...

The crimes are too numerous to list.

What is the highly praised Jiang Mu doing?

Jiang Mu was trying hard not to get beaten.

"Tell me about it."

Luo Zheng's face darkened. "How did you steal the money?"

"It's not really stealing, it's a gift at best."

Jiang Mu felt that he could still be saved.

"I just rented a patched and dirty set of clothes, applied my own miserable experience, and with the permission of the principal, told the brothers and sisters in the university about the experience of abducted children and what to do when facing vicious human traffickers...

During this process, the most excessive thing I did was probably playing music loudly to disturb others, but that was for the sake of the atmosphere. You see, my brothers and sisters didn't have any objections, did they?

I didn’t even mention the money in the end, I just put a bowl there. If this is against the law, then all beggars in the world should be sent to jail.”

Luo Zheng: "..."

He suddenly felt a little regretful for teaching Jiang Mu the law.

Jiang Mu is a good kid, but definitely not a good kid in the traditional sense.

A year ago, Luo Zheng discovered that this child's ideas were a bit distorted.

It’s not that he’s not a good person.

The main reason is that Jiang Mu seems to be born with a rebellious feeling towards "rules".

This sense of rebellion does not mean "I want to break this rule", but rather "I want to see if I can get around this rule."

This leads to Jiang Mu always doing things like "Is this really legal? It seems like it is indeed legal? No, is it legal? Wow, it is actually legal!"

Luo Zheng probably knows how this way of thinking was developed.

It's the flames, the darkness, the feeling of suffocation in the cage, and the dark and emaciated past that makes one feel angry just thinking about it.

He shouldn't ask too much from Jiang Mu. No one has the right to ask too much from him.

Even if it were Luo Zheng himself, he couldn't guarantee that after experiencing such a thing, he would not learn from the people in his impression and become a bastard with full of evil deeds.

But Luo Zheng still wanted to correct Jiang Mu, because the law is the bottom line of morality, not the standard of morality.

When a person uses things like "I have not broken the law" to label himself, it means that he is morally hopeless.

So while Jiang Mu was in school, Luo Zheng began to teach him some legal knowledge.

It's hard to say whether it's lucky or unlucky.

Jiang Mu is better than any student Luo Zheng has ever had.