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In the next few days, everyone was completely liberated. Venice is a charming city. After the decisive battle, they could party in the water city of Venice for a few days and nights.
They are all young people, and there is no limit to their indulgence. A person with Mo Fan's physique has been drunk all day long. Unfortunately, alcohol is basically ineffective on Mu Ningxue. Otherwise, he could take advantage of the joy and do something to her. Okay, if you cook raw rice and cooked rice, you won’t get too many bugs!
Mo Fan's mentality towards Mu Ningxue has always been that if you can be tough, don't be soft. It's okay to use some means appropriately. Otherwise, you really don't know how long it will take to achieve the right result. How can you treat her by yourself? That’s quite candid!
"Damn, I'm going to vomit to death. What kind of wine was introduced to us by Jiang Yu? It tastes like cow dung boiled water. It has such great stamina. I almost killed a dancer in her forties. Then It will cause me pain for the rest of my life!" Zhao Manyan finally woke up and cursed loudly.
Mo Fan was on the balcony next to him and couldn't help but find it funny when he saw him swaying.
The person who helped him back yesterday was indeed a man in his forties, but that guy was not a woman...
When I woke up this time, it was already dusk. The orange-yellow rays of the setting sun shone on the city of Venice, giving off a riot of colors, whether it was the colorfully decorated glass windows or the brilliance reflected by the waterways. , or those beautiful and mature Venetian women, all make people feel particularly comfortable!
Of course, without a hearty victory, all these are dim and colorless in the eyes. Mo Fan recalled the various aspects of the game and couldn't help but admire himself more and more.
What a wise choice it was for my father to sell his old house and send him to Tianlan Magic High School. He is a magic genius! !
"Let's go get some air and wake up!" Zhao Manyan called out to Mo Fan.
"Okay, let's go to the other side of the sea." Mo Fan said.
Others don’t know where they are going crazy. I guess those who should hook up will hook up together, and those who don’t hook up will hook up on the streets of Venice. Anyway, for the first place team, if you stand still for a minute, someone will always recognize you. , and then threw himself into his arms.
Mo Fan and Zhao Yan don't need to be secretive. They are not movie stars or singers. Even if this competition between world universities attracts global attention, it is impossible for most people to recognize them on the road through the long-distance broadcast. Yes, with a slight change of clothes, he is just like ordinary young people on the street, except that he looks a little more handsome...
We walked to the sea side of Venice. In fact, the entire Venice is located in a very vast bay. The entire bay presents an irregular half-moon shape. What is interesting is that there is a long sea and land crossing it, like a bow. A thick string.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan had nothing to do, so they walked towards the long bay embankment. It was not the boundary of Venice, and they didn't care what it was called. In short, the scenery here was very good.
There are not many people traveling along the mainland along the seawall. There are many top hotels on it, glowing with golden light in the setting sun.
"Strange, when did there become an artificial island there?"
"It's not surprising. The small island platform used for the finals is also an artificial island. Maybe we haven't been here for a long time."
"Yes, I haven't come here for a while. Alas, I am old and tend to be ignorant. I don't even know that there is a new island in Venice Bay."
The two old men were walking along the coast, looking in the direction of Venice from time to time.
There is a large bay and sea separated from the city of Venice, and the island fighting platform was originally established here.
"You called me to such a remote place, didn't you just come here to blow the wind?" Mo Fan felt that Zhao Manyan had something to say, so he spoke first.
"You can see this, are you the roundworm in my stomach?" Zhao Manyan looked surprised.
"If you fart, hurry up." Mo Fan said impatiently.
Zhao Manyan seemed a bit hesitant and didn't know whether to talk to Mo Fan about this matter.
"As for my father, my father is not young anymore and he had a lot of problems when he was young. This time we won the first place, and I gained a lot of face for him, but I didn't know that he fell ill. I didn’t see it at all…” Zhao Manyan sighed.
"That's a pity. Why don't you go and see him?" Mo Fan said.
When every son grows up, he actually wants his father to be proud of him and to be able to gain a foothold in this society or achieve outstanding results without their blessing.
Mo Fan could understand Zhao Manyan's mood. It was true that the tribesmen and his father he had given him in the past were cynical and would not have much future. They could just sit back and wait to die.
"A little scared." Zhao Manyan said.
"Afraid?"
"His illness is very serious. Our old healing mage has told us a long time ago that if he falls ill again, he will probably leave. Although we are all mentally prepared, we think that this old man will not have many days to live. I can live, but I feel really sad." Zhao Manyan said very softly, changing his usual hip-hop look.
"So serious?" Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.
He did not expect that Zhao Manyan's father had reached the end of his life. Zhao Manyan had never mentioned this to him.
"That's why I want to do something to stand out so that he can leave with peace of mind. I'm afraid now that when I go to see him and tell him this, he'll be satisfied and leave. If he doesn't see me, he should just leave. He won't leave so easily, which is why I'm afraid to go see him." Zhao Manyan uttered these words, but he had been holding them in his heart for who knows how long and never revealed them to anyone.
"Is there really no possibility of cure and extension?" Mo Fan asked.
Zhao Manyan shook his head. His father had been ill for more than ten years, and he was able to survive until now only because of people with skilled medical skills.
"Unless he can be resurrected, his condition is equivalent to terminal cancer." Zhao Manyan said.
Seeing that Zhao Manyan was mentally prepared, Mo Fan couldn't help but sighed and said: "I asked you, how could you, a young master who enjoys happiness every day, think of entering the country and abandoning women's diligent cultivation. But now that we have reached this point, you still have to You have to go see him. If you use such extreme methods to hang up your father's life, it's really better to go to him yourself, tell him your majestic deeds in Venice, and let him leave with satisfaction. You should also say goodbye to him properly so that he can feel at ease."
"What you said is right, but I'm still worried about my brother..." Zhao Manyan said.
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