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The man in black held back the anger in his heart, and his language was still polite: "Mr. Kobayashi, if I were you, I would listen to the old man now and go home obediently."

Lin Xi felt a little funny, he had no father and mother for a long time before his death, and grew up in an orphanage.

Now that a Lao Tzu suddenly appeared and asked him to go to elementary school, it would be strange that he would agree.

He ignored the man in black and turned to leave.

Who knew that the man actually said coldly: "The master said, if the young master does not go home, he will take compulsory measures." After

speaking, the car door opened.

Lin Xigang looked back at him, and in a blink of an eye, two big men jumped out of the car, and immediately put him in the car one left and one right.

The year 2000 was 20 years ago for Lin Xi.

Now, according to the time, he is exactly ten years old.

The car was bumpy all the way, and Lin Xi felt a little like vomiting.

During this period, he was full of people on the left and right, lifeless and unusually depressed in the car, and no one spoke.

The night of 2000 was no brighter than twenty years later, and there were no people on the road.

Not surprisingly, there are no high-rise buildings and night market views.

People are dressed drably, and there are few vehicles on the road.

In this era when there are no smartphones, Lin Xi dug into his pocket and suddenly felt lonely.

Before he could sigh, the car drove into a large garden.

Immediately afterwards, what appeared in front of Lin Xi's eyes was a huge European-style villa.

In the darkness, the villa came from a sea of mountains, like a man-eating monster, looking at him with teeth and claws.

The men in black on both sides stepped forward, the door was pushed open from both sides, Lin Xi had just stepped into the house with his front foot, and before his back foot could keep up, a book smashed into his face in an instant.

"Twenty points, good guy, it's the last in the class again, it's really a shame for my Lin family!"

The person who spoke was full of anger, Lin Xi picked up the book on the ground, and looked at it, the fourth grade of primary school, down.

Lin Xi looked up and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes, staring at him with wide eyes at the moment.

The man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a burly body, and is about thirty years old.

Obviously, this should be the "master" in the mouth of the black-clothed man, his current father.

However, Lin Xi couldn't call this "Dad" at all.

Because he was also thirty years old when he was alive, the two were about the same age, but they were only a few years apart.

Lin Moran is really angry, and Lin Xi has not been at the bottom of the class once or twice.

However, this time, the head teacher emphasized that classes will be divided after the fourth grade, and this time the results are the last prediction before the final exam.

After the final exams, the school will decide which class a student will be in in Year 5 based on their grades.

Those with good grades are in classes one to three, those with average grades are in classes four to six, and those with poor grades are in classes eight or nine.

According to Lin Xi's grades, he must be going to class eight or nine this time, isn't this a disgrace for his Lin Moran?

The Lin family has been in business for generations, and it can be said that it is the first clothing family in the capital.

It's just that in his generation of Lin Moran, he gave birth to Lin Xi, a rebel who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it.

Alas, the Lin family is going to be lonely.

Nuoda's Lin enterprise will be destroyed in the hands of this rebel in a hundred years!

Lin Moran flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave, but the laughter of a little kid sounded behind him.

"Hahaha, hahahahahaha!"

Lin Xi felt a little funny, and he suddenly realized now that God had given him a chance to be reborn.

In 2000, if I had started writing novels at this time, wouldn't I be a famous novelist twenty years later?

Thinking of this, Lin Xi suddenly realized that there was still someone in front of him now.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lin Moran was furious, and several black-clothed men at the door saw that the situation was not good, so they immediately turned around and closed the door, and hurriedly left this place of right and wrong.

It's a hot summer day, although it's a little cool at night.

But Lin Moran's anger instantly lowered the temperature of this room by several points, and the chill was overwhelming.

Lin Xi was not bluffed by his "father", and still looked like a hippie smile.

"Did I really score 20 points in math?"

Lin Moran didn't expect his son to be so "shameless", and he still had the ability to tell his achievements here.

"You're asking me? Didn't you get the score yourself? "

Damn, that's a bit of a shame."

"You!"

Lin Moran was very angry with him, and now he can't wait to slap the little kid in front of him, but today is the tenth birthday of this little kid.

"You come with me!"

Lin Moran thought about it, but decided to suppress the anger in his heart, grabbed Lin Xi's hand, and led him to the door.

Lin Xi didn't resist either, to be honest, this feeling of suddenly having a "father" is quite amazing, he has never experienced what it is like to have a father before his death.

Lin Xi didn't ask him where he was going, followed him into the car, and sat in the co-pilot's seat as a matter of course.

It is worthy of 2000, even if the Lin family has a big business, Lin Moran drove a Volkswagen.

"I ask you, what is your dream?"

Lin Moran turned his face sideways and looked at his son, and suddenly felt that his son seemed to have changed, and the indescribable feeling made him very strange.

Lin Xi was stunned, dream?

When I asked him this question, he would definitely say, "My dream is to be famous for the novels I wrote."

But now it's 2000, not the era when the Internet was developed.

No computer, if handwritten, that gets the Year of the Monkey?

"Money and women."

Lin Xi replied.

"You!"

Lin Moran choked angrily by him, "Who taught you a ten-year-old kid this?"

Lin Xi raised his chin and suddenly felt that his words were too superficial, so he changed his words: "Ang, career and love."

Lin Moran immediately stopped talking.

Chinese culture is broad and profound, and the vulgar point of this career and love is not money and women.

But who taught him?

Lin Moran felt a little funny, and suddenly realized that he had arrived at his destination, so he parked the car aside.

Lin Xi looked up, the word "pet" was hung at the door, and on the ground on the side, several puppies were locked in an iron cage.

The wooden door opens outwards and is simple and simple.

Sensing that there was a car parked at the door, the pet store immediately walked out of the house quickly and opened the door for Lin Moran.

"You pick one."

Lin Moran covered his mouth and nose, as if he didn't like this place very much and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Lin Xi tilted his head and let out an "ah", as if he didn't quite understand what Lin Moran was doing.

"Why are you stunned, isn't it your tenth birthday today? You've always said you want to get a puppy, and you don't pick it yet?

Lin Moran pretended not to care, his tone was arrogant, and his head was twisted to the side.

Lin Xi's heart swelled with warmth.