"Why do you use Douyin as a friend circle?" Feng Wuli was speechless.
"Then they can do it, why can't the master do it?" She felt that she was still on the trend. This apprentice always said that she was stupid. After hundreds of years, she has always been able to catch up with the trend!
Back then, she had studied in college for a while. A hundred years ago, she was an intellectual.
Feng Wuli looked at the latest short video she had just posted, and there were indeed a bunch of monster comments below.
Some of them twisted cutely against her.
Some people expressed shock that Mr. Wang Xilou actually had a lover.
There was Junsha's monster underneath, and he said with a superior tone that he already knew: "You don't understand this, Master Wang and her apprentice are actually husband and wife!"
Good guy, I’m even more shocked!
This is a world that places great emphasis on following, sects, and inheritance. The core Lingtang methods of each sect are modified and passed down from generation to generation. Lingtang requires years of study, and how old are the general disciples? Good qualifications are chosen from among the children, so most of the masters who teach you how to practice are elders who are much older than you. There is a huge gap in status between masters and disciples, and there is an order of seniority.
In those TV dramas and online dramas, master-disciple relationships are always in the air. Romance between masters and disciples seems to be rare and common, but we really have to look at the entire spiritual world.
That was really quite explosive.
Feng Wuli covered his face, why did he feel so embarrassed?
Disciple Xiao Xiang master or something, his reputation is basically gone.
But people in the industry feel that this is because it is rare for masters and apprentices to become a couple, just because of the rarity, not because of ethics.
She is too lonely on the road to seek the Dharma, and human life is fragile. The immortal sits high in the clouds and overlooks all living beings. For a hundred years or a thousand years, everything will return to dust except for herself. Only true love can withstand the corrosion of time.
As expected of modern mythology, the only terrifying god who became an immortal in thousands of years is actually in love! Easily do things that other immortals cannot do!
Below are a bunch of people wishing Mr. Wang and his beloved disciple a happy marriage for a hundred years.
There is also a handful shouting how sweet it is, how sweet it is.
Then the remaining half of the 300,000 fans are actually outsiders who are not aware of the seriousness. They all feel that Mr. Wang is a meme, but they have no idea what the meme is. Some fun people who don’t know what the meme is but want to have fun also Brushing Mr. Wang, this account became a pool of murky water.
Many fun people in the comment area are giving popular science to newcomers about why they are called Mr. Wang, but they are basically all nonsense. They make up a long paragraph, and the final ending is either a homophonic joke or a bad job, and there is also a Crazy Thursday v. I am 50.
The private message has already fallen.
Wang Xilou probably hasn't even clicked on the private message here. There are hundreds of messages, some asking for advice on cultivation issues, some asking if they can visit Junsha, and some even saying that they have admired Wang Xilou for a long time and hope to become Wang Xilou's teacher.
In fact, it is understandable.
In the past, who could see the traces of immortals? How many practitioners have traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers in search of an immortal, but they have never been able to do so in their entire lives.
Now you can see it on Douyin.
As expected, technology changes life.
When she saw these things that reflected her power, she immediately felt proud and beamed: "Haha, look, so many people want to become my teacher. Do you think Master will find some junior brothers and sisters for you?"
"Then you will realize that my senior brother has the final say in our sect, and the master is just a mascot."
"Say it again?"
"Turn around in a circle."
Wang Xilou turned around obediently.
Oh, here is the immortal who is admired by thousands of people, he is just a voice-controlled little zombie who has taken over the Yangshen.
"...What else can you do to Master besides this?!"
"Starting tomorrow, I will give you the flower shop's account books, accounting, and several contact information for flower market purchases."
"Senior Brother is the Dinghai Shenzhen of our sect!" She is also a flexible and flexible zombie.
Feng Wuli grinned, and she laughed too, finding it funny, and gave him a punch in the ribs.
, then asked with a smile: "Do you not want Master to accept other disciples?"
"No, do you want to take it?"
"Which immortal doesn't have a powerful force? You see, the Great Sage is the monster of an entire overseas immortal mountain. The Qing Emperor is also a group of supporters. The master was just the most senior thug under him before. Now I am an immortal. Take it. It is perfectly normal to have many disciples and disciples. You see, these people who want to join me also know that I have no team at the top of the new mountain, and they want to become the first group of close followers of the master."
"So you really want to recruit disciples?"
She looked at his face with a smile, trying to find some clues of his emotions, and asked: "Master, listen to senior brother. If senior brother wants master to accept him, master will accept him!"
"...You can take it if you want, just ask ***."
"You're jealous." She smiled wider.
"...It's inexplicable. Why are you jealous?"
"You are so cute! Let Master kiss you! Master's heart treasure!" Wang Xilou laughed so hard that his flowers trembled. Feng Wuli pushed her away with a look of disgust, and she insisted on kissing her like a rogue, letting Feng Wu Xiang recalled the fear of having his arms and legs dominated by Wang Xilou when he was five or six years old - he would hug his face and kiss him dozens of times a day.
How could he not know that she would definitely not accept a disciple and establish a large family, she just wanted to make him feel unhappy because of jealousy.
"You can accept it if you want, I want to be the master's wife!"
I'm really tired of this zombie.
She held one arm of Feng Wuli and watched her Douyin with him, and said, "I heard others say that Douyin can make money, but I have more than 300,000 followers! Do you think Master can also make money with Douyin?" ” She put her hands in her pockets and stretched her neck to watch him operate TikTok.
"...Maybe it can be done, selling goods or accepting a few advertisements."
"Accept the advertisement? How to accept it?"
"It's hard to say. You don't know how to do anything, and you don't show your face. Your private messages are all greetings and harassment from monsters and ghosts from all over the world. If you don't have products, companies are looking for you to advertise. As for selling products, do you want to start a live broadcast and become an internet celebrity?"
"Forget it, it's just publicity." Her traditional concept always felt that it was unseemly.
"Actually, it's pretty good." Feng Wuli suddenly smiled and returned the phone to her.
"You want me to become an Internet celebrity?"
Feng Wuli shook his head: "No, I mean there are some things you are interested in and other things you want to do. I feel good. You can also record some singing videos or videos of playing your erhu or guzheng and send them out. , I feel like you are not worried about clicks and attention at your level.”
"Master is interested in many things." She couldn't tolerate others talking about her.
"It's not all what I asked you back then, cooking, singing, dancing with musical instruments, etc."
Feng Wuli was a little speechless and couldn't help but think. Before he left, he didn't let her learn cooking or singing and dancing. Instead, he gave her a task: Wang Xilou, it's up to you to prosper the country through science and technology and build a strong manufacturing country. …
When he and Wang Xilou met again, Wang Xilou had become the most famous physicist, astronomer, geographer, and biologist. By then, the most outstanding physicists in the world would award not only the Nobel Prize every year, but also the Nobel Prize. It is the Wang Xilou Prize, and the unit has also changed. The force of 1 Newton has become the force of 1 Xilou. The textbooks are full of "Invention King Wang Xilou," Mrs. Wang Xilou's Three Grams of Radium, "Wang Xilou and Her theory of evolution and a series of texts.
He figured out everything written in the text - the smart physicist Wang Xilou, after being hit on the head by a meteorite, picked up the meteorite that was broken into countless pieces and was confused as to why the meteorite fell to the ground instead of to the ground. Falling from the sky...
The master saw that he was smiling so weirdly, so he decided that he had not held it in well, and gave him a straight punch. Feng Wuli covered his arm and winced in pain, with a look on his face, "Wang Xilou, you are in serious trouble."
"You're still pretending?" She laughed angrily and kicked him in the butt again.
Sure enough, she was pretending, but the traitor grabbed her ankle after kicking out her foot. He took off her slipper in a very coherent movement, and threw it forward casually, about a few meters away.
"You're dead, Feng Wuli!" She Jinji
Be independent and jump to pick up shoes.
Feng Wuli took the lead and kicked her slippers like a ball. Every time he kicked the shoes off before she was about to put them on, all the while being accompanied by some very unpleasant curses from a certain little zombie.
When she finally got the shoes back after jumping two intersections, a beating was inevitable.
"Let's go, go back, there's no wind anymore."
"Go buy garbage bags."
"Oh yes, I almost forgot."
"I've already forgotten." He complained.
Wang Xilou gave him the last punch as a small punishment for being disrespectful to his master. He also gave him the right to buy an ice cream later to please her. He even jumped on his back and asked him to carry him around to make up for causing her to jump. Sins along the way.
What a riot.
On the way back, it was Feng Wuli's turn to jump on her back.
Wang Xilou's shoulders and back are very narrow, and she is not tall. He has to put his feet away. When she carries her, it is like an adult riding a child's bicycle.
But it's pretty stable.
With a soft "pop" sound, Feng Wuli stopped his hand and said, "Fight!"
"Come down! Come down here!" She was like a grumpy rabbit.
"I just carried you on my back, why do you think you are such a lazy person?"
"Did I spank you?!"
"...Then I don't care."
"If you don't care, I don't care either. Come down here quickly!"
"Can you please stop being so childish?"
In the evening, practice.
After finishing the practice in the middle of the night, I went back to hug Master to catch up on my sleep.
On Monday, the boring classes and the atmosphere of freshmen entering the school had not passed yet. The freshmen, who had nowhere to put their energy, occupied the dining hall and began to invade every place in the college where they could find fun.
The club is the main place for them to vent their youth.
The recruitment propaganda is overwhelming.
The orientation activities are now in full swing.
After the excitement of the first few days, in the following week or two weeks, the young men and women who entered college quickly found their respective positions.
Club master, game master, involution maniac, dormitory geek.
Those who hang out in the library, those who hang out in dormitories, those who hang out in laboratories, and those who hang out with girls.
The same score only gives everyone the same status. It is different from high school, where everyone has to stay in a small classroom for three years even if they have different interests. When a high degree of freedom and time are under your own control, one month into school, Feng Wuli I still can’t remember most of the people’s names.
Maybe this is the university.
It was not as wonderful as he had imagined, but he had never imagined how interesting college would be, so he would not be disappointed.
On Saturday night, I played "Minecraft" with the store manager Shichifu for a while. The store manager seems to be obsessed with this game recently.
Po Nu sneered at this and said to her elementary school student: "I only play King of Kings and exciting battlefields."
I don’t know where she gets her sense of superiority.
Wang Xilou was sitting on the sofa watching TV series. She was wearing a rose gold silk nightgown and looked like a noble lady.
She bought this by herself on Douyin, paying the full price of more than 700 yuan. Feng Wuli said that he could find the same model with the same quality for less than 100 yuan on Taobao. This person can make a lot of money in life, but when he was deceived, he spent a lot of money. Money is not ambiguous at all.
She said very harshly: "What do you know? This is made of real silk from the plateau ice silkworm. Don't look at it. It's so thin. It's warm in winter and cool in summer. When Master wears it in winter, don't hug me."
Feng Wuli felt that after Wang Xilou had experienced TV advertising scams, text message scams, vegetable market lecture scams, and WeChat scams, he was now experiencing a new calamity - the Douyin advertising scam.
What a troubled life.
But I have to say that this silk nightgown is indeed more comfortable than the ordinary pajamas before. You can feel the soft and cool skin of the little zombie's thighs on the back of your head and neck.
"Sit a little further back, my neck feels a little uncomfortable."
Wang Xilou watched the TV series intently and moved
Move your butt and lean on the sofa. You have to move the young master's head over and put it on your lap.
Feng Wuli was operating Steve and Chi Fu in mining, planning to dig some iron to make a train.
Po Nu came over to watch them play with Chifu.
When Feng Wuli was killed by a creeper in an accident, he lost all preparations and decided to activate the claims mode.
The first time he came into contact with the creative mode, the store manager Shichifu was immediately shocked. He used diamond blocks and gold blocks to build a rectangular box-like house with no aesthetics at all.
Feng Wuli: "..."
She also invited Feng Wuli to live in her home.
As soon as I entered, Feng Wuli's eyes almost lit up, the floor was covered with fluorite!
Turning to look at Chifu, her expression was still serious, but some micro-expressions showed that she was a little proud, as if she felt that she wanted to praise her, and she was ready to accept the praise - how about the house I designed? , isn’t it beautiful? But even if you praise me, as a mature adult, I, the manager of the Shichiga store, won’t feel anything to be proud of.
"Your house...is quite nice."
Shichifu snorted lightly, "Fortunately, I don't think the design is good." She also showed some modesty, she is really a mature store manager.
September 30, Friday, light rain.
When school was over, people crowded at the door of the teaching building, looking up to see how the rain was falling. Students with umbrellas walked slowly into the rain, while some rushed out directly. Feng Wuli held up an umbrella and went out.
The weather is getting cooler, at least it won't be exposed to the sun for days. The Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed a few days ago, and it's already late autumn before he knows it. There are only three months left before 2019. He always feels that the New Year's Eve has just passed not long ago.
Back at the flower shop, several stray cats lined up in a row under the flower stand at the door, looking at the light rain falling outside.
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