The boss Lao Dao had a look of horror in his eyes, looked at me in surprise, and accepted my criticism humbly like a kindergarten kid.
In the dusk, Boss Lao Dao grabbed my hand and said, "By the way. Will your headquarters give you any extra work?"
The corners of my mouth curled up slightly: "Who dares to have such a prickly head like me?"
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Lao Dao shouted excitedly: "Others don't dare to want you. I, the Hanlin Academy, dare to want you. I like young people like you who are not afraid of power and accept death, and have a clear mind."
I don't know if this comment is a compliment or a criticism, which left me speechless.
The Leopard King's expression was the same as that of the old swordsman, and he was full of admiration for me: "The young generation like Xiaotongtong who dares to fight the evil forces with determination and determination is very rare. People like you are exactly what we need. .”
"Adhere to the truth and seek truth from facts. Broken jade will not change its whiteness. Burnt bamboo will not destroy its knots. Even if the body dies, the name will hang on the bamboo. Such fine traditional virtues must never be forgotten, let alone thrown away."
I was indifferent to this and said softly: "Even the special offices of the Shenju Bureau dare not accept me. Are you sure that your Hanlin Academy dares to accept me as a hot potato?"
Boss Lao Dao was completely unmoved. He sneered twice and said with disdain: "The Dapeng bird and the Cangpi pine... they... come to my Hanlin Academy and I will teach you a separate subject. It's better than doing those things. The geography is too strong to be tolerated by nature."
I picked up the ashtray and held it in front of Boss Lao Dao, and said quietly: "You saw it just now, I offended the Long family to death. Are you sure you can withstand the pressure of the eight-headed black dragon?"
The old swordsman hummed, then suddenly hissed again, snorted with indignation on his face, and raised his fingers heavily.
Just when he was about to open his mouth, Mr. Lao Dao closed his eyes, snorted twice, took a deep breath, put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, turned around and left.
Just after taking two steps, Mr. Lao Dao thought of something again and turned around to me. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "I'll wait for you!"
"If ten years doesn't work, I'll wait for you twenty years!"
"I will keep this subject for you forever."
The Leopard King read out a string of numbers for me to remember, saying that if anything happened, just go to him.
Finally, he patted me on the shoulder and quietly left me a message like a thief: "If you really want to enter our Hanlin Academy, don't follow Lao Dao. Follow me. I'll take you to dig for ancient ruins."
After Mr. Lao Dao and the Leopard King left, I turned behind me with an ashtray in hand: "Luo Hanlin, are you still not leaving?"
A slovenly janitor who had been standing nearby said to me, "I'll go after I finish my cigarette."
I found that Luo Ting looked at me in a very special and extremely wrong way!
What does this old boy mean by lingering here?
Could it be...
Does he want to hide here and smoke?
It shouldn't be.
The headquarters is not a restricted area and there are no restrictions on smoking.
Besides, Luo Sloppy is a member of the Imperial Academy.
Who dares to control where Hanlin wants to smoke? !
Who cares!
So I took out an opened cigarette from my bag and handed it over: "Luo Hanlin, please rest here while I go find someone."
"Little Master...you just knew everything, right?"
I was a little strange, so I turned around and asked Luo Ting: "What do you know? Do you know all those people?"
Luo Ting's eyes were a little flustered: "Who are they?"
I said it was okay and thanked Luo Ting: "Thank you Luo Hanlin for helping me out. Thank you very much."
Luo Ting didn't seem to care about these words, his eyes were wandering and he was hesitant to speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Without you and Director Bao Wang Hanlin, I'm afraid I would have been killed by the Xia family."
Luo Ting smiled bitterly and said: "If they can't kill you, they don't have the ability to kill you. You think too much. It's their blessing if you don't kill them."
"It's really fucking... the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple..."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Ah, what, ah, I mean you and Wang Jingsong are the same family..."
"Me and the old mean family? Nothing."
"Yes, yes, I remembered it wrong. I remembered it wrong. When I look at those people who slandered you, I get angry. They don't have any fucking vision. Especially Ning..."
I said numbly, "I don't take Ning Cheng seriously. What I hate is that the Long family refers to deer as horses. And Xu Chunxiang. He is a dignified scholar, but he can't even see the fake paintings of mountains and rivers. It makes people laugh."
"There are also Huang Guanyang and Xiahou Jichi Xia Erzhi. How old are they? They threaten me with their Xia family."
"They are the same as the Long family."
"One day, I will take care of this family."
After scolding him coldly, I saw Luo Ting looking very weird.
"Luo Hanlin, are you okay?"
Luo Ting slapped his head hard, his face was in indescribable pain, and after a while he showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "I...it's okay. It's okay..."
"It's okay, why are you crying so hard?"
"Heart, heart...I have angina pectoris..."
"Have you brought any medicine?"
"I brought it... I didn't bring it..."
Luo Ting smiled bitterly at me, pretending to be nonchalant: "I have angina pectoris occasionally. Occasionally. Occasionally. You don't have to worry about me."
I looked at Luo Ting and asked quietly, "Is it really an accident?"
"It happens by chance! It happens by chance! It happens by chance. Absolutely by chance!"
"Thank you, little senior brother, I'm fine again now."
"Senior Brother, there is a meeting coming up. You are a five-time champion. Shouldn't you get ready?"
I nodded indifferently and said goodbye to Luo Ting. I walked away and suddenly turned around and asked softly: "Luo Hanlin. Do you know the master and master of those three two arms?"
Luo Ting stared at me and blinked her eyes for a while, then said, "This, this, who has those three arms?"
I have some doubts about Luo Ting's hearing and memory. But when I thought about it, I realized that the neurological thinking of these big guys at the Archaeological Institute was beyond anyone's imagination, and I was relieved.
"Xu Chunxiang, Huang Guanyang, Xiahou Jichi. These three have two arms."
"Their ancestor's surname is Xia!"
"One old two-armed man taught three little two-armed men, and they became domineering and lawless. If I have the chance, I will definitely meet this old two-armed man Xia!"
I asked Luo Ting again: "Do you know the awesome person named Xia from China?"
Luo Ting looked at me blankly, chuckled, and shook his head numbly.
