When working at Tonglian Company, they always pay attention to the fact that each teacher is famous for his work. For example, they just told the school that they are here to provide replacement of lost smart key cards for current students, card refund services, and card application services.
The rain had just stopped, and now we actually got a few tables on the elevated floor, put up the banners, and the injured returned to the company to report their work. Half of them were left. Half an hour ago they were holding swords, guns, swords and halberds through life and death. Half an hour later they had set up tents to fight. Good sign.
The two-meter-tall majestic Ma Dali sat behind the banner, lowering his voice and asking the passing students: "Student, do you want to hear about our new data package?"
Paired with half of his face that had been bitten by a monster and then repaired.
The effect is amazing.
He has zero business tonight.
Ma Dali couldn't help but think.
Had a cigarette.
"Hey, tall guy, you can't smoke here!" An aunt came over and pointed at him and scolded: "Why are you staring at me? I'm talking about you!"
Ma Dali put out the cigarette butt with his finger, bowed his head and apologized to his aunt, who cursed and walked away.
Looking at Xu Qingyu next to him, the other party has already issued more than a dozen cards tonight.
The business ability is terrifying.
She smiled like a flower at the last customer, waved her little hand, and said goodbye sweetly. Then she looked at the big man next to her: "Uncle Ma, you seem to be familiar with Senior Feng?"
Ma Dali shook his head, "We've only known each other for two years."
"Really, what kind of person do you think he is?"
When we talk about that young man, the monster on the mountain is retreating, and the image of his back climbing up the mountain step by step is lingering.
Ma Dali said in a muffled voice: "He is a very reliable man."
"Ha, I'd say that's a bit better, but it sounds weird for Uncle Ma to say it." Xu Qingyu loves to laugh, has a warm and generous personality, and is so familiar with everyone.
"He saved me."
"What a coincidence. Senior Feng also saved my life, as well as Liu Tian, who just returned to the company after being injured."
"He is very strong. I came to Junsha to challenge him. He promised to play three games with me every year and I would stay and work at Junsha Company for one year."
"Ah, how is the battle going?" Xu Qingyu looked curious.
"The best record ever, I didn't lose for nine minutes..."
"...It's really like a monster." She marveled.
"Um."
She suddenly said in a relaxed tone: "But having such teammates makes me feel at ease."
"right."
At this moment, two policemen appeared in their sight.
He passed by holding a child who seemed familiar to them all.
The two of them silently looked at the person they had just praised. The person was held by the police in one hand and holding a bubble blowing toy in the other. As he walked, he blew a string of bubbles that shone brightly under the street lights.
"Hululu——" He inserted the plastic ring back, shook it, and took it out again: "Hululu——"
The little boy's eyes met theirs as he passed by.
There was clear stupidity in his eyes.
Ma Dali: "..."
Xu Qingyu: "..."
They seemed to understand.
Why did the other party quickly leave the scene as soon as the battle ended?
But it is clear that it cannot be ignored now.
The two people quickly got up to negotiate, and after some verbal exchanges, they convinced the police comrades that they knew the four-year-old child and that he was not lost but came out with them.
After a lot of effort, they finally got the person over.
Then he helped contact Mr. Wang Xilou and asked her to pick him up.
Xiaofeng sat on the chair obediently throughout the whole process, looking silly, chewing a piece of QQ candy, and then blowing bubbles for a while without being coaxed. It felt like she could sit alone for a whole day.
Occasionally, he would show off to Xu Qingyu and Ma Dali next to him.
"My shoes can shine." He said in a very showy tone.
"Are your shoes okay?"
"You have games on your phone, and I also have games on my phone. My phone is very expensive, costing more than two thousand."
"What kind of game is this? Why haven't I played it before?" He craned his neck to look.
This man didn't seem to understand his hint. Xiaofeng frowned unreasonably and thought for a moment: "Let's do this. I'll give you some gummies to play with."
Xu Qingyu was so happy that his flowers were trembling with joy, while Ma Dali beside him always looked calm.
When he spoke, he would occasionally be very logical. For example, he asked Xu Qingyu if the people in Penglai were all bastards and why they could live two to three hundred years. For example, he asked Wang Dali if he could not fight with him next time. , he always wanted to save some energy this time, so tired.
Xu Qingyu was so angry that he stretched out his magic claw towards the fleshy face, ready to pinch it.
A big palm fan blocked her hand.
She was stunned and looked behind Xiaofeng Wuli to see this huge and beautiful woman again.
Xu Qingyu retracted his hand angrily, indicating that he had no ill intentions.
Xiaofeng hugged Youhuang unreasonably, "Hug Youhuang!"
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When Wang Xilou arrived on his battery, Feng Wuli was painting, and Youhuang squatted next to him, listening to him explain his unconstrained creative ideas.
"Your Majesty, look at this. This is a super cannon. It can knock Wang Xilou flying with one shot. It's very powerful. It has wings... I'll draw the wings first."
After he painted a picture, he would ask Youhuang, "Is it powerful?" After asking, he looked at the face of the woman next to him, waiting for her to answer him.
You Huanghuang's eyes returned to his face from the painting, and he nodded in agreement.
Feng Wuli was even happier.
"You draw one too, you draw a super rocket, and then we go to the moon on the rocket without Wang Xilou."
Youhuang took the pen that was handed to him and frowned. She couldn't draw, but seeing her expectant look on her face, he had to roll up his sleeves, work hard, and paint on the paper. .
She squatted next to Feng Wuli, who was much taller than him. The pen and paper in her hand were too small, so she had to hunch over and be careful not to damage the paper and pen.
The painting is not pretty at all.
It's just that Xiaofeng was unreasonably supportive and kept praising her.
He even hugged her face and kissed her.
Youhuang immediately drew more seriously.
After finishing the painting, she showed it to Feng Wuli, with a look on her face as if she was expecting to be praised. Being praised was not enough, so she looked directly at herself without saying a word. Xiaofeng Wuli thought about it, then hugged her face and kissed her again. , Youhuang began to continue painting.
Xu Qingyu had a very disrespectful thought in his mind, thinking of Stephen Chow's line in "Kung Fu", 'a fool, a mute'.
A battery car stopped in front of them.
"Sir Wang Xilou." People in the company respected Wang Xilou very much.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you." She was wearing slim-fitting jeans and an ordinary white POLO shirt today, looking smart and cool.
"It's us who have caused trouble to Lord Feng Wuli. His current situation..."
Wang Xilou's tone was emotionless: "It's nothing. It's just the sequelae caused by using the spiritual entanglement that I haven't completely controlled yet. I'll recover after a while."
People in the company looked at each other.
Is this the legendary Wang Xilou? He is really difficult to get along with, and he is so cold and cold.
She waved to Feng Wuli and asked him to follow her.
Feng Wuli took all the paintings into Youhuangli and said goodbye to the people in the company.
He glanced at Wang Xilou, who was expressionless.
After she finished practicing at Chifu the day before yesterday, she went to the Demon.
The specific situation is that her personality has become the same as the three hundred years before she met Feng Wuli five hundred years ago. She is difficult to approach, like a flower on the high mountain, always with a cold face.
Just like that thin woman wandering alone in the south of the Yangtze River.
In the past two days at home, Wang Xilou changed from a sand sculpture back to an ice sculpture. He was cold all day long. Feng Wuli always felt awkward when the master and apprentice got along, so he originally planned to stay in Su Xiaoxin's apartment for two days.
it's good now.
Both master and apprentice are now buffed.
None of them are normal.
(End of chapter)
