"Sorry, it's a bit abrupt when speaking like this." Jiang Futing noticed his emotions very sensitively, and immediately changed his countermeasures and changed his tone:

"I am Lu Changku's college alumnus. I have seen him look like he was when he made dolls. He was very serious, hardworking and dedicated. To be honest, you just said that it was not Lu Changku's work, and I felt a little unhappy. So come here.

Let's argue with you the facts."

Jiang Futing cleverly brought the topic to a controversial point, forcibly arousing their emotions again.

And the person who just stopped because of curiosity was successful because of his words.

This seems inadvertent, but it is difficult to explain clearly and has a lot of information. It is not uncommon to find gunmen in literary creation, or plagiarize them, or to directly steal works like a robber.

The law is being improved, and the skills and abilities of people who can take advantage of loopholes are also being improved at the same time.

All kinds of dirty means are endless, amazing, and there are always things you can't imagine.

His words also caused a thousand waves, pushing the imagination of the bystanders as much as possible.

One, two, three...

It then aroused the chain effect of dominoes, and "accidentally" smashed all the people around here and attracted them.

The boy wearing glasses is not good at refuting. He is not sure whether what his companions say is true or false. It is just private nonsense.

His cheeks were slightly red due to tension and crowds.

My hands were hiding in my pockets and rubbing them again and again, and the full of debris fell into my pocket.

Another man was not like him. After Jiang Futing finished speaking, his face obviously surged with disdain and said shamelessly: "You are his college classmate, and I am his junior high school classmate! You only know how he was now and in the past.

,Do you know you! Are you in the same class as him?"

Jiang Futing said nothing.

The man is the first to win, showing the winner's attitude: "Look! There are so many people in college, not in the same department, one grade, one class, and one class. There is nearly ten thousand people in the distance between you two! Don't tell me, you are just

I happened to see him do a work once, so I said I knew him, right?"

Jiang Futing still didn't say anything, and the more people around him gathered, he slightly shifted his eyes.

His eyes passed through the bustling crowd and saw Bai Tang, who was sneaking and preparing to attack the young doll.

His drifting gaze was captured by the careful man. The man thought it was Jiang Futing who felt guilty and started talking louder:

"If you want to do this, don't talk anymore, don't know anything, you don't have the right to say this! I was in the same class as him in junior high school for three years, and I also sat with him for half a semester. I want to say that I'm better than you

Know them!"

"They?" Jiang Futing pretended to be unknown and grasped a key.

The man sneered and smiled: "You really don't know anything? He has a twin brother who looks exactly the same, named Lu, Chang, Rong."

Jiang Futing was slightly stunned when he cooperated and fitted his own image.

The crowd around them had different degrees of confusion on their faces. After being confused, they faintly smelled a trace of gossip that was filled with gunpowder.

The man spoke more and more vigorously, completely forgot the truth of being speechless: "Do you think I was talking to my friend without any evidence just now? Although Lu Changku looks the same as Lu Changrong, the two of them have no temperament at all.

Same."

"Lu Changku is just a serious person all day long. The teacher said he didn't dare to go west. He said he was obedient and was just a coward!"

The man didn't even cover up laughing: "You don't have a person like him."

I said I learned to be a doll, but it was too late to be a housekeeper for the teachers."

Everyone listened to him with breaths, fearing that they would miss this unknown and explosive content.

The man smiled and continued, "As for Lu Changrong, he had a flexible mind and had a fuss with us. At that time, he had seen him privately carve some gadgets. Sometimes he used floral cloth to make clothes, and we laughed at him.

More sissy than his brother! Guess what?"

Jiang Futing raised his eyebrows and made his questions very perfunctorily.

"He threw the cloth on our faces like a gun, and said something I will never forget in my life!" The man vividly restored the scene at that time:

"He said seriously: If you sew a clothes, you will be a sissy. If you squat and shit like a womb, you will be no longer a womb. If you have the affair, you will be slimming while standing and shit, and you will never wear flowery clothes in your life."

When the people around him heard his words, they couldn't help laughing softly.

"The point is that when he said this, he was very serious, not right, nor serious." The man said, and then he denies himself.

He tried to find a more suitable wording in his mind in a daze.

But because I have been working hard since I was a child, I really didn't study hard for a few days. Except for the addition and subtraction and nine-nine multiplication tables, I gave them all to the teacher, so I didn't think about it for a long time.

Seeing him thinking hard, Jiang Futing inexplicably saw that day and Lu Changku were in a hurry to see him.

He kindly reminded based on his impression: "It will happen, right?"

"Yes, I can do things and I'm not dull at all." The man subconsciously followed his words, "If this is said from someone else's mouth, I will definitely fight him, but Lu Changrong will be different.

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"I tell you, even if he sits there and smiles at you, you don't think it's a smile, but if he is angry, you won't feel angry. He can have a momentum on him to calm you."

The more Jiang Futing listened, the more he felt that the person he described was Lu Changku he saw.

His eyes passed through layers of obstacles again and looked back. Bai Tang no longer knew when he would disappear there without knowing the doll with the doll.

Jiang Futing began to think about how to find a way to disperse the people beside him.

Besides, there are so many pairs of eyes that it is hard to say a lot of things.

He spoke ambiguously: "Maybe Lu Changrong doesn't like showing off the mountains and dew."

Jiang Futing deliberately hid half of the words, and let them make up for the rest by themselves.

Maybe Lu Changrong taught Lu Changku his own skills and made him famous in one fell swoop, or maybe the work was actually completed by two people, and Lu Changku was just a signature.

Anyway, no one knew that the man named Lu Changrong disappeared three years ago.

No one will have a lot of ideas. Could it be that Lu Changrong possesses Lu Changku's identity?

Jiang Futing's weak gesture of kindness made the man's reason, who had been blinded by his qi and blood, slowly return.

The man calmed down a little bit, and was slowing down for half a beat to realize what he should have said and what he shouldn't have said.

The little glasses friend who accompanied him had long since shrunk into an invisible person.

He followed Jiang Futing's words and said with little confidence: "Then I don't know. We haven't seen each other for so many years. Anyway, this was the case at that time."

As soon as the words finished, a very obscure sounded around him, and a boring sigh.

The fight didn't start, and after talking for a long time, it was just a past story, with personal speculation. Everyone was mobilized with excitement and curiosity, and suddenly fell into the bottom of the tasteless water.

The lively scene didn't last long, and it dispersed in groups of three or three because of the boring result.

Seeing that the task had been completed, Jiang Futing was unwilling to talk to them anymore and was about to turn around and leave.

He was alert to slashing through the crowd's sight, but he just happened to catch a figure walking towards this side not far away.

The man was wearing very fashionable clothes, and his long jacket was also a limited new style for early winter this year. He was wearing a loose scarf on his neck and his shoes were leather boots that boys rarely wear.

At least in Jiang Futing's perception, it should be impossible for him to try this type of shoes.

There are no ones around him who can wear them.

The visitor's stance was very leisurely. The raised bangs were covered with a layer of wax, revealing the beautiful and proud face.

Lu Changku's mouth had a constant smile and a standard smile that had collide with Jiang Futing's sight from afar, as if he had noticed his existence long ago.

Lu Changku was still far away, so he raised his arm friendly and waved his hand at him.

Jiang Futing was forced to nod slightly out of courtesy.

Passers-by who don’t know really think these two are old friends who are familiar with each other.

After the others approached a little, Jiang Futing saw clearly that his scarf had khaki plaid patterns.

When Lu Changku came towards him, he looked like a walking British style.

The two strange men who were talking just now did not notice the person behind them, and were still whispering to each other.

Jiang Futing looked at him, and a cunning smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shouted at the two people who were not sure of it: "Oh!"

As expected, the two of them stopped their little movements and looked at him together.

Jiang Futing raised his chin in the direction behind them: "Who is here?"

The two of them turned around again. When they saw Lu Changku who was almost facing them, they were stunned and almost thought that they were blurred.

The man on the right is probably the type of brain dominated by emotions, and suddenly blurted out: "Lu Changrong?!"

Jiang Futing pretended that he knew nothing, but was slightly surprised.

Lu Changku's usual smile, the unmoving winds of the wind became colder to the naked eye.

The man probably hadn't seen an old classmate for a long time. He was so excited that he didn't even have his eyesight. He rushed up to greet him: "Lu Changrong! It's really you! My mother! I thought I was wrong just now, after all

I haven't seen you for so long."

Jiang Futing could almost conclude from this man's reaction that Lu Changku was actually Lu Changrong.

I just don’t know what method to use to escape the investigation of technology.

Lu Changku's polite smile did not hide his unfamiliarity at all: "Sorry, you probably really admit your mistake. I am Lu Changku."

The man was a little unbelievable, and the unspeakable embarrassment immediately surged.

Instead, he even more stopped Lu Changku and asked persistently: "You are really... Lu Changku?"

Lu Changku obviously forced his anger and nodded to him again to confirm.

The man was stunned for a moment, and began to doubt himself by his rejection.

Can the personalities between twins be subtly influenced after so long?

But Lu Changku himself has already said this. Can he still argue with the person involved to prove that the other party had remembered his name wrong?
Chapter completed!