"Wow! No disrespect!"


    Zhang Bin exclaimed, raising his hands in exaggeration and covering his eyes.


    Xiang Xing on one side also cooperatively raised her duck wings and covered her lovely soft mung bean eyes.


    Seeing this, Xin youyou puffed on her cheeks and rushed to two groups of blushes, ashamed and angry: "Lu Chengjun, let me go! Don''t eat my mother''s tofu!!"


    "Don''t let go."


    As soon as Lu Chengjun''s eyes turned over, his arms bent more tightly.


    He turned his eyes and smiled, deliberately bowed to her ear and blew, "when will you calm down, I''ll let you go, otherwise... I won''t get out of this broken house."


    (Zhang Bin: Hey, be polite! What a broken house!)


    "You!..."


    Xin youyou wants to cry without tears.


    Until she gradually felt that the temperature behind her was more and more at a loss, the woman gradually slowed down.


    Finally, he could only droop his head and stop moving like a defeated wild cat.


    Seeing this, Lu Chengjun raised his eyebrows with slight pride. Then he let her go and threw her behind him again.


    Hey, hey~


    He learned this move from various happiness ambassadors. The effect is explosive!


    "Well, get down to business."


    After finishing Xin Youyou, Lu Chengjun breathed a little relieved and turned his eyes to Zhang Bin again.


    Looking at the lines from his little ancestor in his mind, he asked, "Dr. Zhang, do you still have Tong Moyan''s manuscript in your family? Or is it just this one?"


    "Ah? I have to think about this..."


    Zhang Bin coughed softly and thought askew at the head of the bird''s nest.


    A moment later, he smiled and shook his index finger. "Ah, I remember, he did give me a lot of these old manuscripts."


    With that, the man smiled and ran to the only room in the house, "you may not know that although these were waste manuscripts that he was not satisfied with, they were all reference works for us who were short of him!"


    Soon, Zhang Bin dragged out a small suitcase that looked old and opened it in front of the crowd.


    Xiang Xing, standing at the top of the cabinet, quickly pulled out his neck and looked at it.


    Sure enough, many of the manuscripts in this box are familiar things she has seen in the drama lover''s set!


    "Look, these are people''s exercises, just exercises!"


    Zhang Bin smiled and sighed, picked up a nearly finished design draft in one hand, and suddenly picked up the Becky robot waving a broom and shaking his head, "the practice works of genius are better than the finished products of ordinary people like us, ah ~"


    Hearing Xin Youyou, she couldn''t help turning her eyes and whispered, "it''s not copied yet..."


    "... Miss Xin! You speak ill of my junior brother again! I''m really not a gentleman!"


    Zhang Bin glared at her again.


    But he suddenly gave a meal. Then, as if he thought of something, he patted his bird''s nest head hard, "by the way, I seem to have some manuscripts here, which he left to our lovely junior brothers after graduation... I''ll look for them again!"


    Looking at the back of the man running back to the room, Xiang Xing tilted the duck''s head and thought. He couldn''t help but quietly give Lu Chengjun a look in his eyes.


    Lu Chengjun nodded, immediately hooked his lips and smiled, and walked in with Zhang Bin''s footsteps: "Dr. Zhang, I have something to say to you..."