Lu Ming's mentality was a bit broken.

it is true.

Programmer is a very boring profession, so Lu Ming has become accustomed to adding drama to himself, occasionally joking, and adding some inner drama to enrich his inner life without a girlfriend and only his right hand.

Why teach card making to novices?

She just wanted to force her parents to show up.

real!

after all.

You see, a good girl suddenly learns programming... Oh, card making...

Can you bear it?

Anyway, if it were Lu Ming, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

However, Xiaobai's parents really held back and didn't show up at all! Of course, the most embarrassing thing is that Xiaobai succeeded in condensing the original card.

"It's cold."

This was Lu Ming's first reaction.

God knows!

How long did it take Xiao Lu Ming?

It is roughly estimated that it took less than half a year.

And what about Xiaobai?

Just one day!

No, to be more precise, it only took most of the day!

Obviously.

This is an amazingly gifted genius!

This kind of talented player usually needs to be cultivated from an early age and choose the most suitable profession. But now, a good girl has been tricked into becoming a card maker!

"When can I seal my sword cultivation skills?"

Little white girl is very happy.

Buzz——

Buzz——

The original card was teetering in the air, like a child playing with a helicopter toy for the first time.

One meeting.

After a while.

After a while, his head hit the ground.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Lu Ming sighed, what's the matter?

If Xiaobai's parents don't come, does he really have to take care of this little girl?

Oh, by the way, cultural class!

According to regulations, only when you pass the final assessment of nine years of compulsory cultural courses and are determined to have the ability to behave responsibly and can freely decide your own behavior, can you practice! Only then can you apply for college! Otherwise, children are not sensible and it is very difficult to master powerful energy.

Danger!

so……

"Xiao Bai, cultural classes are quite important..."

Lu Ming coughed.

"I've passed all the exams."

Xiaobai shook his head.

"Didn't you just finish elementary school?"

Lu Ming was stunned.

"Skip a grade."

Xiaobai said casually, "The cultural class is so simple, just skip a few levels and graduate."

"Hehehehe."

Lu Ming laughed twice.

Either of these two words can be used well.

so……

The salted fish told himself yesterday that it must be a lie that his child did not enter junior high school! No, no, judging from her age, Xiaobai is not her daughter at all!

who are you?

What exactly is your goal?

Lu Ming pondered.

Could it be that a guy thought he was handsome, so he gave his daughter to him?

possible.

It's getting late.

Lu Ming was supplementing his knowledge of the card maker while waiting for Xiaobai's parents to show up. However, until late at night, no one showed up.

"Are they really gone?"

Lu Ming was surprised.

"Um."

Xiaobai nodded.

Lu Ming: "..."

"So, you don't even have a place to sleep?"

Lu Ming sighed.

"My dad said to listen to you."

Xiaobai answered.

"..."

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, silently thinking about justice, integrity, unity, friendliness...

"This way, you sleep in the bedroom at night and I sleep outside."

Lu Ming sighed.

"good."

Xiaobai agreed.

Late at night.

The store is closed.

The little girl studied really hard for a day, and then went to rest. Lu Ming slept in the shop, always feeling that this day was quite absurd.

This rhythm...

It’s completely different from what I imagined!

Will there be any problem?

Mr. Jiang...

Jiang Yuebai...

Lu Ming fell into deep thought.

What if someone really framed him?

Immortal jump?

The little girl suddenly came over in the middle of the night, and then the law enforcement officer opened the door and came in... He was charged with a lot of charges, and he really only started out three years ago.

hiss--

Lu Ming's liver ached just thinking about this scene.

So, he thought for a while and simply turned on the surveillance in the store.

Um……
To be continued...