Time seemed to be stretched all of a sudden, like a freeze-frame shot, the picture suddenly stopped, and yet it was exceptionally clear because of the stillness.

Under the camphor tree, everyone turned around, and in the large black area at the back of the head, Lin Zhaoxi saw a pair of eyes.

Those were the boy's eyes, very dark, with long eyelashes, and clear eyes like water, but they were not clear because his eyelids were drooping and he looked lazy, as if he had no interest in anything in the world.

Even so, the boy did not leave.

He stood at the very edge of the crowd, one hand in his pocket, his face like the morning sun melting into the dim light, incredibly handsome.

Such a description is of course mixed with many memories, but at least that's how it seems to Lin Chaoxi.

For no reason, she remembered what Lao Lin said.

——Everything in the world can happen to anyone. It’s no big deal.

Yes, she is not Lao Lin's daughter anymore, so seeing Pei Zhi again is really no big deal.

The King of Mental Arithmetic looked at Pei Zhi, his voice full of anger: "Are all primary school students nowadays so uncultured? Why do you interrupt when adults are talking?"

The Shota version of Pei Zhi said nothing, just looked at him with calm and indifferent eyes, but the King of Mental Arithmetic was stunned.

Even Lin Chaoxi felt a little nervous, and he couldn't tell why. Some people are born with the ability to control situations, and Pei Zhi was probably one of them, at the age of 12, and even more so at the age of 22.

At this time, Pei Zhi spoke up: "For the sake of fairness, should we change the next step?"

"Change what?" asked the King of Mental Arithmetic.

"I ask questions, and you answer them."

The King of Mental Arithmetic looked even uglier, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Pei Zhi asked directly: "1234×7890+973260-518+3144-1071246 equals?"

He asked, and then began to wait. The sunlight fell through the gaps between the leaves, some falling on his face, some on his shoulders.

There was an unbearable silence in this corner of the park. The elementary school students calmly looked at an adult with a sullen face, but the balance in everyone's heart slowly tilted.

The King of Mental Arithmetic felt that this couldn't go on any longer: "Who agreed to let you play this game? Did I tell you that you got the answer right just now?"

"It's not wrong." Pei Zhi said lightly. He lifted the cross-body bag on his back and smiled faintly, which had a very sarcastic and comedic effect.

"You used a calculator to calculate it. You guys colluded with each other!"

"It's that simple, there's no need." Pei Zhi's voice came from afar through the crowd.

The King of Mental Arithmetic became angry immediately. He started to chase Pei Zhi, but Lin Chaoxi stepped forward and blocked his side.

At the same time, a shrill voice came from the outside of the crowd: "Who allowed you to set up a stall in the park? Can't you get out?"

The mental arithmetic king was startled and turned to run. Lin Zhaoxi was just in his way when he turned around, and saw a tall figure rushing towards her, knocking her to the ground with great force.

The world was spinning around her, and she seemed to see a few pairs of black cloth shoes and a park owner holding a loudspeaker. Then she raised her hands and slammed her knees heavily on the ground. Half of the King of Mental Arithmetic fell on her. She felt so much pain that her eyes went dark and she grimaced.

The scene must have been extremely chaotic. She could occasionally hear Lu Zhihao anxiously shouting "Lin Zhaoxi", she could hear the curses of the King of Mind Calculation, and she could hear the chaotic sounds of people rushing around.

Someone said, "Why are you touching my things?"

What else can I say: "He is indeed a liar."

There was a flurry of footsteps, the tree trunks were shaking, some people were pushing and shoving, and some people refused to move.

She could even hear the sound of a small blackboard being pried off the tree.

The surroundings gradually became quiet. Lin Chaoxi was still lying there, but the King of Mental Arithmetic had already been pulled off her by the enthusiastic crowd and taken to the police station.

Until a certain moment, she dared to open her eyes quietly, and then she saw a pair of shoes.

A pair of black cloth shoes, the old Beijing cloth shoes. Above the cloth shoes are dusty navy blue trouser legs, wrinkled uniform, and equally old golden shoulder straps. Above, there is a young face, obviously only in his thirties, but his eyebrows and eyes have become old. Even though he is holding a cigarette and smiling, his eyes are as calm as an ancient well.

Lin Chaoxi was stunned.

The face in front of her was so familiar to her. If her memory was not too wrong, the man she just thought was the boss of the park was Comrade Lao Lin who would compete with him for pork chops, feed her chicken soup, and stimulate her every day because he knew who she had a crush on. Parentheses, the following sentences are all from the past life.

Lin Zhaoxi covered her mouth, her emotions surging, she wanted to cry, but she didn't know why. She had a very clear feeling, the moment she saw Lao Lin, she realized that she had really returned to the past.

Lin Chaoxi was looking at Old Lin, and Old Lin, who was dressed as the gatekeeper of the park, was also looking at her thoughtfully. She was extremely unaccustomed to seeing such a probing look in her father's eyes, and it also sobered her up a little.

"Is the ground comfortable?"

Suddenly, she heard Lao Lin ask.

Lin Zhaoxi realized that she was still lying prone. She used her hands and feet to sit up and looked up at Lao Lin.

She suppressed her emotions and looked at him carefully again. Although the man in front of her was not much different from the 30-year-old father in her memory, his expression was completely different, as if he was a different soul in the same body.

Old Lin used to be humorous and nice, but now he is boring and idle. She even feels that there may be no soul in the body of Old Lin in front of her. Just like the cigarette in his mouth, it will be blown away by the wind. And it really will be blown away! Seeing that he is fine, the park master who looks exactly like Old Lin blew out a puff of cigarette and turned to leave.

In a flash, Lin Zhaoxi did something extremely shameless but absolutely correct. She hugged the man's legs and shouted, "Don't go!"

Lao Lin, whose legs were hugged, had probably never encountered such a situation before. He stopped, looked down at her, but said nothing.

Lin Zhaoxi asked back: "Why don't you ask me why I hugged your legs?"

"None of my business."

Lin Zhaoxi:? ?

Playing by his own rules is indeed very similar to Lao Lin.

Lao Lin obviously didn't want to talk to her. She looked around, trying to find something to talk about, and was surprised to find Lu Zhihao still standing there in a daze.

She waved to Xiao Lu to signal him to leave quickly, then thought for a moment and looked up to ask Lao Lin: "Where is that little boy?"

Lao Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his expression indifferent, and he didn't say anything. But after all, she had been Lao Lin's sweetheart for more than 20 years, so Lin Chaoxi instantly guessed that Lao Lin was dissatisfied with her inaccurate use of adjectives.

——There are so many little boys here, which one are you referring to?

This is probably what Lao Lin meant.

"He's just very handsome, the one who challenged the King of Mental Arithmetic!"

"Gone." Lao Lin said concisely.

It was normal for her to leave. Pei Zhi's reason for coming forward was probably similar to hers. The adults came and everything was fine, so of course she left.

Lin Chaoxi didn't feel any regrets. Her hands were still on Lao Lin's legs, but Lao Lin was already quite impatient. Instead, she calmed down, hugged Lao Lin's legs and sat down obediently, and continued to think about the most important question: How to determine whether the person in front of her is Lao Lin?

"That question!" Lin Zhaoxi suddenly asked, "It's the question that the little boy asked just now. What is the sum of 1234×7890+973260-518+3144-1071246? I want to know what it is!"

"0."

As she finished speaking, she heard a hoarse male voice answering casually.

Lin Chaoxi raised his head suddenly, and saw Old Lin with an expression that said "How could you be so careless as to say that so casually?"

"Uncle is so awesome!" In the distance, Comrade Xiao Lu looked up and looked at Lao Lin in admiration.

Old Lin looked away awkwardly, took out the cigarette from his mouth and shook it aside. Snow-white ashes fell on the soil.

Lin Chaoxi realized that Old Lin was afraid that the cigarette ash would fall on her head.

And at this moment, she was very sure that the person in front of her was Lao Lin.

The moment she recognized Lao Lin, all the tension and fatigue she had felt for the day disappeared, and the pain in her body suddenly became clear, with her hands and legs aching. Her eyes turned red, and she loosened her grip on Lao Lin's legs, slowly looking at her palms and knees. Both of these were severely scratched, with blood oozing out.

"Can you let go now?" Lao Lin said to her.

"No."

"Lin Chaoxi, let your uncle go." Before Old Lin could say anything, Little Lu quickly walked up to them, squatted down and pushed her.

"He is not my uncle." Lin Chaoxi said with certainty.

Lao Lin looked down at her.

Being shrouded by Lao Lin's cold gaze, Lin Chaoxi resisted the urge to shout "She is my father". In a short time, countless thoughts flashed through her mind. It was easy to reveal her identity to Lao Lin, but she was abandoned at the door of the orphanage when she was still a baby. How could such an orphan recognize her biological father instantly?

And she didn't know why she was separated from Lao Lin in this world, so it would be easy to have problems if she made up the cause and effect. But she was still a child, so she could do anything. At that moment, Lin Chaoxi had already made up his mind.

"This is my master!" She pointed at Lao Lin and said to Comrade Xiao Lu.

"Do you know each other?" asked the innocent Comrade Xiao Lu.

Lao Lin: “I don’t know him.”

Lin Zhaoxi: “We got to know each other right away.”

They both said it almost at the same time.

In a flash, Lin Chaoxi hugged Lao Lin's legs and said seriously: "Master, you can calculate so fast, you must be very good at mathematics, please accept me as your apprentice."

"Let go." Lao Lin only said two words.

"Coach... No, Master, I want to learn mathematics."

"It's none of my business." Lao Lin tried to take two steps.

"Master... my legs hurt..." Lin Zhaoxi wailed hastily.

"Go to the hospital, what else are you doing? Do you still want me to hug you?" Lao Lin turned around unhappily and wanted to keep walking.

"How do you know?" Lin Chaoxi asked, looking at Lao Lin's back.

Old Lin slowly turned around, pointed at her seriously, and said to Lu Zhihao: "Little friend, your classmate's request is too much."

"But uncle, I also think you should send her to get her wound bandaged."

"It's not that I don't want to send her off." Lao Lin continued to answer seriously.

"Why are you doing this?"

Lin Chaoxi was so excited by the change in Lao Lin's eyes that she almost stood up. But then, Lao Lin changed the subject and said something that made her want to hit him.

"She's so fat, I can't hold her."

Lao Lin said so.