Restart Red Moon, from arms dealer to imperial command

Chapter 19 Avril Lavigne

[Imperial Universal Money Card·Anonymous Money]

[Cash amount: 3000 points]

"It's generous enough."

Bai Zhu turned off his phone, put the money card in an envelope and threw it into the compartment under the bed.

Taking off the sunglasses, removing the wig, ruffling the flattened black hair, lurking and camouflaging are all compulsory courses for the special forces. A more distinctive face can weaken the attention of others to information such as height.

"If it wasn't because the height is too conspicuous, you could just wear the headgear, but now..."

Bai Shu removes her makeup in front of the mirror, and imagines in her mind.

Black hood, sunglasses, not tall... Well, then he is not a boy with chuunibha, but a psychotic dwarf.

Bai Shu sighed, put away all the things, washed and changed into the pajamas Ning Zhi prepared.

sky blue.

On the front is a non-mainstream seagull wearing a straw hat and sunglasses, leisurely eating French fries, and on the back is a sunny beach with a big sun.

Bai Zhu grabbed the edge of his pajamas, lowered his head and looked at it silently for a long time, and gradually pursed his lips.

What did Fatty Liu tell her?
Can I get another one?
Although I did stumble into the stomach of a seagull, I am not really French fries!

"French fries! We're back, have you slept yet?!"

Fatty Liu's voice came from outside the door and filled his ears, "I brought back supper, do you want some?"

"..."

Bai Shu put down her hands in despair, and went downstairs with her slippers on: "Here we come."

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"Come, come, sit down and eat."

Fatty Liu opened the bag, and the warm steam and aroma greeted him:

"I originally planned to buy a fish to make sweet and sour for you today, but I'm too busy to stand up, so I can only show off my cooking skills tomorrow."

Bai Shu sat down and glanced across the table:

Fried pork ribs, a small portion of steamed pork, fried clams, grilled oysters... The Ercheng area managed by the third base is close to the sea and rich in seafood. The only vegetable here is the leek box.

"People here don't like to eat spicy seafood, so they want it to be light and delicious. But I used to live in the North District of the Second City, and I like to eat hard dishes with a little spiciness."

Fatty Liu shelled the clams and put them in the small bowl in front of Bai Zhu, "I don't know your taste, but I added spicy to the fried clams, try it quickly."

Baizhu used his chopsticks to taste it and nodded in approval: "It's delicious. It's spicy and full of flavor."

"Eat more if it's delicious!"

Fatty Liu was overjoyed, and scooped a few more spoonfuls of steamed meat into the Baizhu bowl, "Sister Yun and the others don't like spicy food very much, I still have to raise a younger sister! Try it, the fat is all steamed dry, it's not greasy at all , it melts in the mouth, you have to add nutrition to gain weight."

"Okay," Bai Zhu nodded, "Thank you, brother."

Fatty Liu smiled happily: "It's okay!"

There was movement on the stairs, Bai Shu looked up to see Feng Jinyun going downstairs with a tired face.

"Sister Yun, what are you doing?" Fatty Liu helped move the stool. "I just went straight up. I thought you didn't want to eat."

"I went to get some money."

Feng Jinyun sat down, took off his rimless glasses and pressed the bridge of his nose: "I'll buy some milk powder and send it to Lao An's house later."

The fat man stopped holding the chopsticks, and sighed melancholy: "Lao An's two children are only so young, and his wife has a heart problem and can't do heavy work. When I was notified, I was terrified. I even made an emergency call. Almost didn't dial out."

"You are worrying too much. She dare not have anything happen to her."

Feng Jinyun picked up the chopsticks, but just aligned the tips of the chopsticks, and said in a calm voice:
"The pillar of the family is gone, and only she is left with two young children to raise. Even if we don't persuade her, she will control her emotions and work hard to live."

The fat man moved his lips, and said in a low voice: "I'll go out with you later, and buy some medicine for her—let's eat first, I'll take a few mouthfuls after a tiring day."

"Okay." Feng Jinyun started to move his chopsticks and was surprised to find Baizhu eating spicy clams. "If you like spicy fries, you can show off your skills."

Fatty Liu immediately straightened his back, and proudly drew out an "um" in his tone.

Bai Zhu chewed the clam meat and looked up, blinking.

"The few of us who are often together don't like spicy food very much."

Feng Jinyun smiled at Bai Shu: "Every time the fat man cooks, he has to accommodate us. He makes a small dish of spicy oil and dips it in alone. He will be able to make spicy food when you come."

"That's right." Fatty Liu said happily and looked at Baizhu, "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will let you taste my craftsmanship!"

"Okay." Bai Shu nodded.

"By the way, I just met Ning Zhi at Diss Bar, she asked me to bring it to you." Feng Jinyun took out the ID card from his pocket and handed it to Bai Zhu, "Look."

Bai Zhu took it.

It was different from her previous ones. Because of her status as an officer, her ID card had always been black and gold.

The ID card for residents of outer cities is white, with the national emblem and citizen ID number on the front, and very simple information on the back:

Name: Baishu

Age: 11 years old

Address: Jurisdiction of the Third Base of the Second Outer City - No. 3 City - Neon Street
no photo.

"With this thing, your identity is legal. If you want to go to school, Boss Ning will take you there tomorrow..."

Fatty Liu paused, and asked suspiciously: "By the way, speaking of going to school, Weiwei should be back, why didn't I see her come down to eat?"

"Weiwei doesn't eat supper. I've said this many times. Don't ask me any more."

Feng Jinyun picked up a piece of fried pork ribs, "Dancing requires diet control. Outstanding dancers have excellent self-management awareness since childhood. Hurry up and give up the idea of ​​letting others eat two plates of shrimp dumplings."

"..." Fatty Liu muttered a few words vaguely, and looked at Bai Shu, "By the way, did you meet Weiwei? She finished school at 07:30, and now it's 08:30. Did you guys not chat during this time?"

To be honest, I just came back.

Bai Shu put down his chopsticks: "I didn't go, I have been sleeping."

Ning Zhi said that "Weiwei" was shy and probably wouldn't come looking for her. Moreover, she closed the curtains before leaving and stuffed the pillow under the quilt to create an illusion. There was no sign of being touched when she came back.

"She is probably practicing dance again. I remember seeing a light on the rooftop when I came back," Feng Jinyun said. "She is either doing homework or reading picture books every day when she comes back, or she is practicing dancing."

"Is she practicing dancing on the rooftop?" Bai Shu wiped his mouth with a tissue, "I'll go find her."

"Hey," Fatty Liu stared wide-eyed, watching Bai Shu go upstairs, "If you eat such a small amount, you won't eat it?!"

"I'm done eating!"

If she eats again, she won't have to sleep at night.

Bai Zhu went straight to the fourth floor. After a short pause, he turned the handle and pushed open the rooftop door.

The place is wide and empty, Bai Shu stepped out of the stairwell and looked around, his sight suddenly stopped.

There are no stars and no moon tonight. If there is no lamp, you will not be able to see your fingers.

The roof was extremely dark, only one light was on, like the light cast by the stage, or like the bright moonlight many years ago, gently shining on the dancer in the white skirt. She lowered her eyes and could only see There is a gentle and focused light, and even the light follows it nostalgicly when jumping lightly, and the body bends a gentle arc.

Dancing in this incomplete barrenness, it seems that the breeze can blow away this thin spirit, but every time she jumps to the ground, she is steady and powerful, and her tenacious vitality rises.The frailty and tenacity, sadness and joy form a very unique temperament that will attract viewers no matter what kind of existence they are.

The moment the wind stopped, the hem of the skirt also drooped, and the child under the light looked up and saw the person coming, and stood up after a little start, a little embarrassed.

"It's such a beautiful dance," Baizhu sat on the edge of the rooftop and swung his legs in admiration, "What's your name?"

The dancer looked at her and smiled slowly. There was no flaw in the outline and facial features of her face, like a perfect elf:

"My name is Avril, you can call me Vivi."

　Weimei is here!Stand-alone person asks for a monthly ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)