National male god

Chapter 218
"It's me." The female voice on the other side of the phone is actually not very familiar to Luo Shan, but she still recognized whose voice it was at the first moment. Luo Shan frowned a little unhappy, and wanted to hang up The urge to call.

But she still didn't hang up the phone directly in the end, and Luo Shan didn't have any desire to build a snowman. She sat directly on the steps of the door and wrapped her clothes: "What's the matter, Mom." She asked.

The person on the other side of the phone could also clearly feel Luoshan's indifference, but she continued: "The news from our family, your father seems to be someone outside."

"And then?" Luo Shan didn't feel any surprise, she asked calmly: "Even if my father had an affair, so what?"

The woman was obviously a little anxious: "He only relied on our family to start his family. He didn't train you well, and he is still training others to be heirs..."

"It's up to him." Luo Shan suddenly remembered the intricate family relationship between Lu Mi and the others. She couldn't help laughing, feeling that if Lu Mi was her own child, then she could hand over all the family property to her. .

The woman seemed to want to say something more, but Luo Shan had already interrupted her in advance: "I don't really care if he has other heirs, anyway, as long as his card can still be swiped, I don't care who is in power in the family company." No comments."

Even the property of my grandpa and grandma's family can be given to whoever I want, so I don't bother to care about it.Luo Shan thought secretly.

But after thinking about it, Luo Shan still added a few more words: "Go and ask him, but the most is that you can no longer ask him for money in the future, you can go to grandpa to give up and go home Isn't it all right?" She suggested with a smile, and then hung up the phone without listening to the woman's persistent talk about her own difficulties.

After answering this call, Lu Mi completely lost any desire to build a snowman. She simply shook the snow off her body and went straight into the living room. Liu Keqing had just finished the call, and when she saw her like this, remind her : "You remember to take a hot bath and take some cold medicine to prevent you from really catching a cold."

Luo Shan nodded obediently, and walked towards the basement. She shook her head and shook off the snowflakes in her hair that were about to freeze.

Liu Keqing was still a little uneasy, and she repeated it again: "Remember, you must take a hot bath before going to bed." Liu Keqing took off a blanket from the sofa when she was sleeping on the sofa. , She followed Luo Shan a few steps, and then covered her with the blanket in her hand: "Remember, go take a shower first." Liu Keqing reminded again in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, I understand!" Luo Shan responded quickly, and he went back to his room, the small basement.

Snowflakes fluttered outside the window, and the cold wind was cold. It wasn’t the whistling sound of the cold wind that is unique to winter, but the sound of fireworks going up to the sky came from nowhere, causing the car to squeak and squeak. .

Fortunately, the cold wind and misery were all blocked out of the window by this building that usually looks like it came out of some horror story.

Luo Shan was soaking in the hot water, and the water in the bathtub was steaming and floating upwards. She remembered the news her mother had given her, and then she decided to simply forget about it.

At this time, Lu Mi didn't know that there was a person lying in the bathtub under her floor, who would soon have a family situation that was almost as chaotic as her own.

She was lying on the bed, and it was rare to remember that she was in the past. Those memories disturbed her heart. Lu Mi sighed, and she lay down by the window. The light that knows where it comes from is as bright as day.

The window was infested by the cold air outside, and it also looked bitingly cold. Lu Mi lay on top of it for a moment, and she was shivering from the cold at first, and then nothing happened.

You can see her appearance from the window, but it's not very clear, so Lu Mi didn't look at it carefully, she was thinking about what she looked like when she was a child.

It probably looks like a very ordinary Asian human female cub... Anyway, to Europeans, all Asians look the same, just as to Asians, all foreigners also look exactly the same.

At that time, Lu Mi's temper was not very good. Of course, her temper is not very good now, but at that time, no one would be lucky enough to feel her temper. At that time, Lu Mi basically lived in the computer room.

"You're a genius, a computer guy." The white old professor looked at Lu Mi with obvious surprise in his eyes, and Lu Mi yawned: "Then I think you should go to the most special class in this school Let's take a look." Lu Mi looked at the old professor without saving him any face.

The class Lu Mi was talking about was a juvenile class specially approved by the state, and it was full of real geniuses who learned calculus at the age of three and tried to explain Riemann's conjecture at the age of five.

Lu Mi went to sign up at the time, but was rejected because she was already too big for that class.This comment made Lu Mi, who was already 13 years old at the time, feel a sense of vicissitudes.

But then she read a statistic, probably the more geniuses people will die sooner, although this conclusion sounds very pseudo-scientific, but Lu Mi still insisted on comforting herself with this paper, and felt that she might be Can live to a hundred years old.

Although there is indeed no one over ten years old in that class, they seem very youthful and energetic...innocent and cute.

"Believe me, they are all people who can really contribute to the development of the motherland, not some academician or professor's medal that you finally got by relying on an older person like you." Lu Mi looked up, at that time The broken hair just under the neck made her neck a little itchy, which made her a little uncomfortable and shook her head vigorously.

It is rare for Lu Mi to have any admiration in her eyes: "They are all real geniuses, and they may not be in any field." As Lu Mi said, she saw a seven or eight-year-old girl come in with her head poking her head: "Lu, today Want to play with us? They said that there is something about two-dimensional three-dimensional and high-dimensional space that they want to discuss with you."

(End of this chapter)