I was a hero before the collapse of civilization

You even know this?

Ning blinked at Wu Lingyi, I knew the sample by heart, although I don't know where Wu Ling came from, and I need the second generation of him and Mike to endorse, but no matter what, Wu Ling will It's something they can't afford.

Although I don't know much about Wu Ling's background, one thing is certain, Wu Ling is indeed Weng's nephew, and he is still being investigated by two continents, America and Europe.

No wonder Uncle Wuen named the parking lot in Canglan City No. 50, and it was full of toy cars. I thought it was Uncle Wuen playing with it himself, but I didn’t expect it to be built for you.

"I saw it when you were eating just now, and I dare not recognize it. To be honest, Brother Wu, you are too low-key. I thought it was an artist friend brought over by Sister Eden."

"It's better to be low-key, it's better to be low-key, it's embarrassing at noon."

Several second generations came to say hello under the leadership of a second generation.

"Brother Wu, long time no see, Yo, Ning, you sneaked out too."

After weng got the news at noon, Australia banned the entry of high-level officials and their relatives from all continents, but they did not pay much attention to capitalist entrepreneurs.

Probably because Weng felt that those second generations in China could quickly spread the reputation of Wuling under the pull line of the top second generations. Second generations from other continents saw such scenes, whether they were spies or pretending to be aggressive, they would take a few shots. This photo made other continents believe that Wu Ling was in Shenzhou and lived in Canglan City for a long time.

Wu Ling now understands the power of Weng in Shenzhou, good guy, there are seven or eight of the top second generations who came to say hello in such a short time, plus the sons and grandchildren of other rich people who brought with them add up to six or seven There are ten.

The power of one of the tallest people in Shenzhou is enough to clearly fabricate a person from birth to death.

And the vast majority of Chinese people will agree.

An American second-generation man looked at the news that Morning Zero was talking to other second-generations at the quiet table on the inner floor, and drooped his shoulders, "Why, I didn't lie to you, I knew this kid must be a second-generation in Shenzhou, otherwise how dare you Walking so close to Eden, there are so many second generations to say hello."

"But isn't he a general?"

"The second generation can't be a general? The second generation of politics can't be a general, so how weak is the high-level of Shenzhou?"

While talking, suddenly a middle-aged man beside him stood up and looked at Wu Ling in surprise.

The boy raised his head, and the middle-aged man trotted over.

"Director Wu, it's a coincidence to see you here. Does Director Wu have any ideas about electronic information engineering? I'm the director of the Electronic Information Engineering Department of Continental Mu."

Wu Ling: "Ah, I remember seeing you in the quantum laboratory."

"That's right, that's right, Director Wu is me."

Wu Ling reached out to stop him, "Stop, stop, it's useless for you to tell me, I can't approve funds for you, I'm suspended."

"I know, the leader of S'B, but can Director Wu talk to Professor Einstein? I'm really having a hard time."

Wu Ling: "Electronic information engineering? I know. I'll ask her after the banquet is over."

Middle age is back in the American circles.

Ning: "At noon, are you still the director of the research institute?"

Noon Ling: "Deputy director, I have a position, the main thing is to approve some money. My aunt is the secretary-general of the logistics department."

You know everything.

As the second generations came and went, Wu Ling was always being talked about, but I have to say that these second generations were really good at speaking, as if they hadn't said anything, and they seemed to be talking all the time.

Moreover, he can deliberately help Wu Ling speak up so that Wu Ling can add a few words to the lively and active atmosphere without being discovered by others.

There is also the second generation whose parents have less resources and don’t understand anything, but they can take pictures. My eldest brother finally took us to a high-end place and met people in circles that we didn’t know or even heard of before. Take pictures to show off online.

The photos of the second generation spread, and the follow-up news was broadcast.

Weng even asked the news department to intersperse a few more news stories in the previous timelines, and the news about a car crashing into a tree at midnight in April last year came out.

But the problem is that noon in April last year has not yet come to this world, and the time scheduler-weng is more terrifying than the time police.

Chapter 149 I Won't Show That Expression

We've been chatting for a long time, and those second generations come and go as they go.

After Eden came, they all left.

Noon Zero: "???"

Eden drooped his shoulders, "It's not normal for people who are not in the same circle."

People who are not in the same circle, so that Eden can still chat with their parents, and young people like them, forget it.

As for Wu Ling, well, after all, weng said to take care of him, so let's take care of him.

"They are your friends."

"Ah."

"You are very popular. There are so many people saying hello to you. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see dozens of them, and they seem to be able to call you by name."

Wu Ling: ".......It's all done by Weng."

Wu Ling is still very self-aware. These second generations only listen to Weng's words before chatting with him. It's not Weng. They probably can talk to him when they see him because they are in a good mood.

And they talked about a lot of things that Wu Ling hadn't heard before, all kinds of high-end and high-end things, if Ning and a few occasionally brought the topic to scientific research and military affairs, Wu Ling could still insert a few words, It is estimated that at midnight, I can only sit and smirk.

weng is still professional.

Eden: "Why does it feel like you can't talk to them, um... yes, after all, you have seen blood and war, and it's normal that you can't talk to those second generations who are lying in your parents' arms. "

Noon Zero: "Ah, here."

In fact, I have never seen blood and war. The ones I fought were battles at best. After all, there was basically no help from others.

Eden: "Are you interested in music?"

To learn art, music is probably the easiest and the most enjoyable.

After all, if you draw a picture and call it art, others may not necessarily like it, and if you write a poem, some people you don’t know can’t understand it.

Only music, singing is the message that has been conveyed since the words did not appear. Poetry may need to be translated in language and words, and it may not look good after translation, but music does not need to be translated.

"No."

"Well, what about painting?"

"A little bit."

"Then go to your room and let me see how your paintings look."

Eden stood up and said fearlessly, from Eden's point of view, Wu Ling and her are not of the same generation, Eden thinks that he and Weng are of the same generation, and compared to Wu Ling... Although he is only young in age How old is she, but according to the seniority of China, Wu Ling should call herself aunt.

"I can only draw characters."

"Isn't that nice?"

It doesn't matter if you can only draw characters.

At noon, he got up and followed Eden out of the banquet hall.

This is too heroic, the banquet was originally held because of you, but you left halfway, forget it, maybe this is an artist.

Going down the elevator, Wu Ling opened the door of the suite.

Yun is holding Xiaowen to fight on the bed, judging from the appearance of the bed, it should have been fighting for a long time.

At noon: "..."

Eden: "...."

Yun: "..."

Yun quickly let go of her hand, Xiao Wen turned over and jumped to Wu Ling's side.

"What are you doing? Why did I start fighting shortly after I left?"

After tidying the bed, Yun coughed twice and sat on the bed, took a sip of water to explain, then froze.

"Eyyy Eden."

Eden closed the door silently, and looked at the kangaroo next to Wu Ling and Yun who was sitting on the bed with a strange look.

Eden smiled, "Hello."

Yun suddenly jumped off the bed, "Hello, hello, Eden, I am your fan."

Wu Ling stood in front of Eden one step at a time, Yun jumped on Wu Ling's body, was hugged by Wu Ling with one hand and thrown onto the bed.

"Calm down, be a little bit ladylike, okay, there are some guests here, speaking of which, what did you do, why did you fight."

Yun sat down obediently, "Xiaowen kept bumping into me, so I wanted to teach her a lesson, so I made it like this."

Yun scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed in front of Eden.

Eden reached out to touch Xiaowen's head, but Xiaowen didn't resist and stretched out her ears.

"Very cute kangaroo, where did you buy it?"

"There is a father in my army who runs a kangaroo slaughterhouse, named Kara. I bought it from her. I bought two and sent one to Mu Dalu."

At noon, Eden was invited to sit on the sofa in the living room. The suite is quite complete and has everything.

Wu Ling didn't know how to say Yun, "It's a kangaroo, can you still fight a kangaroo? Why bother, it's better to lock it in the bathroom."

Xiaowen raised her head quickly, and jumped away from Wu Ling as if she had discovered a natural enemy, looked at the three of them, and then hid next to Eden.

Eden: "It's a cute kangaroo, and it's also very smart."

Eden touched Xiaowen's chin, and Xiaowen squinted her eyes comfortably and stood on tiptoe.

"Why don't you sell it to me, how much?"

"No, this kangaroo is not for sale."

I plan on keeping it for a long time.

Eden: "Are you really not selling it? I don't think you should keep it either."

Wu Ling: "It's also very interesting to watch and pat your head."

Although I don't feed it, I can touch it. The fluffy little kangaroo has a hunchback. After touching its back for a while, it slowly straightens up.

It's like gradually expanding, which is very interesting.

Noon Zero thinks so.

Wu Ling took out the paper and began to draw his own picture.

"I prefer to draw real people, so draw a two-dimensional you for you, as a gift for the first time, it should be the best."