The Most Random System

Is the Marshal originally... Zhang Zuolin?

Warlord from Feng Faction, King of Northeast, Tiger of Fengtian... If you call him the Marshal, Song Xin couldn’t deny it.

Song Xin: "Then the Junior Marshal is—"

Lin Li, Chen Yu Ying: "Zhang Xueliang."

Song Xin maintained an awkward but polite smile at the corner of his mouth.

Realizing something immediately, he blinked and turned his head to look at his daughter beside him, who had answered his question straightforwardly with Lin Li. Her eyes now carried a hint of playful smile, feeling a bit "mixed emotions."

Just lost too much due to lack of culture. If Wu Min, who was unfamiliar with this Zhang Family father and son, were here, Lin Li would need to explain the joke, ruining it.

Wu Min, win!

For a moment, Song Xin shook his head amused yet helplessly: "Yingying always said Lin Li, you’re interesting, today I’ve finally seen it."

Facing such perhaps considered praise, Lin Li just smiled shyly at the rear-view mirror.

Song Xin is ultimately an unconventional elder.

If it were Uncle Yan, Uncle Yang, Brother Sun, or even Wu Min sitting in the front now, Lin Li would face such praise and unhesitatingly say, "That’s right, after all, I’m ’Le Te Xi’."

Everyone, if someone asks what ’Le Te Xi’ means.

Remember, ’Xi Te Le’ is a synonym for interesting.

So, of course, ’Le Te Xi’ is a synonym for being interesting, bro!

But saying such things to an elder at a first official meeting, especially the parents of a girlfriend, is definitely inappropriate, at least not right now.

One should say suitable things at the right occasion, but how it would be if love is hard to express; anyway, you can send a message.

"Psh—"

Chen Yu Ying’s sudden laughter attracted Song Xin’s attention. After ensuring the road ahead was safe, she glanced at her daughter with her peripheral vision, noticing that Yu Ying was looking at her phone, struggling to hold back her smile.

Still, after laughing, strangely she couldn’t help but feel frustrated, as if she had lost something she didn’t want to lose amid the laughter, choosing to knock on her head.

"Yingying, why are you laughing?"

"It’s nothing~" Chen Yu Ying subconsciously hid her phone in her embrace, unable to conceal the excitement in her voice.

Feeling unable to resist, she glanced back, noticing Lin Li was also holding his phone, then Song Xin squinted slightly in suspicion:

"You two secretly chatting now, it won’t be bad-mouthing mom, right?"

"No, it isn’t."

"So you were secretly chatting on the phone just now, this behavior excluding elders doesn’t score well, you know." Song Xin said lightly with a smile indicating "Ha, I’ve figured you out."

"When mom talks to me, she sets traps, tricking words is also not scoring well!"

Chen Yu Ying was first stunned hearing this, then responded with a slightly coquettish tone dissatisfaction.

"It’s okay; mom’s not dad. The score with Yingying must be high, deducting a little isn’t a problem."

"Then my score should be deducted a little too."

"Lin Li is with you, if deducting, his score will also be deducted together; are you really going to deduct?" Song Xin seemed to predict Chen Yu Ying’s ’mimicked’ coping, immediately smiling and refuted.

"...No way." Chen Yu Ying paused, her cheeks puffed slightly.

"So what made you so happy talking on the phone, tell mom. The original good impression can become a better good impression." Song Xin smiled triumphantly, pursuing further.

Chen Yu Ying doesn’t quite agree.

After telling... is it really a better good impression?

What about Lin Li? What is Lin Li doing?

Deciding to seek help, Chen Yu Ying turned her head, directing her gaze at the ’Le Te Xi’ himself in the back seat.

Oh, miracle Lin Li is still playing dumb!

Detecting the gaze, Lin Li smiled and began to help: "Auntie, actually we were talking about an interesting gossip I just learned."

"There’s nothing you can’t say, it’s about a classmate of ours. For his privacy, let’s use a pseudonym Tomorrow Chen, or now called Fan Rou, he..."

As known, when internal conflicts are tough to handle, an extremely effective method is to invoke external conflicts, divert the conflict!

Ultimate Art: Gossip Transfer Technique!

Tianming, your sacrifice is invaluable!

Song Xin found it quite interesting, no deeper investigation.

Because if it’s this kind of gossip direction, privately chatting on the phone makes sense.

Fooled successfully!

...

The sedan had already exited the highway, officially entering the domain of Pingjiang City, steadily approaching Pingjiang Middle School.

It was mainly chatting along the way, the atmosphere remaining harmonious.

Lin Li naturally is a talkative person, knowing Song Xin’s purpose is actually to understand him better, to feel more at ease. After sacrificing Chen Tianming, Lin Li called upon the Divine Hall, responding only was his younger self.

Responded, then sacrifice.

So for most of the time left, Lin Li talked about his past experiences. Occasionally, Song Xin would ’return the favor,’ laughing while recounting stories of Chen Yu Ying’s similar past events.

Chen Yu Ying remained busy, occasionally glaring at Lin Li—the stories seemed different from what he told her as a child, and she hadn’t heard them before. She also glared at her mom—the matter being disclosed seemed unexpected.

Then if Song Xin questioned something hard to answer, likely causing embarrassment, a single ’Mom’ with rising tone prevented it.

"In the end, that scam call chattered endlessly; I grew a bit impatient and simply said, ’Whatever, I won the lottery today. Just tell me how much you’re planning to scam, and I’ll directly transfer it to you, within a limit of 2 million.’"