Chang Duanxuan paused for a moment, turned his head and said to the three registered disciples behind him:
"Just now you have been watching in the illusion for forty years. From a precarious unknown to a powerful man who can call the wind and rain, people are superior and inferior, generals and horses are made, people are in front and behind, King of Hell and Bodhisattva are doing everything. After all the world of mortals, the iron armor remains... human beings If you have experienced peace affairs a lot, and if you go to a few more places, you will know that no matter where you go, it is nothing more than those people and those things.
"I'm not worried that you will suffer a loss due to lack of experience in the future. If you just travel and play, you can go to all the known worlds, but this is not enough.
"The foundation of our sect relies on fist and kick martial arts. In the future, when you walk in the world, you will inevitably have to use your fists to speak.
"Speaking is an art. When it comes to this art..."
Chang Duanxuan turned around, stretched out his hand and nodded at Liang De and Sun Xunqiao opposite him:
"You two senior brothers are experts."
Senior Brother Liang and Senior Brother Sun leaned back and cupped their hands, "Thank you, thank you."
"In the next few days, you will learn how to speak with your two senior brothers."
"yes!"
"Without further delay, you guys start right away. I still have some things to discuss with you, Master Yuan, so I won't go into details."
After Chang Duanxuan finished speaking, he drifted away, leaving only a few messages from his soul to Liang De and Sun Xunqiao:
"Ade, take care of them for me."
"I understand, master."
"Xunqiao, beat me to death."
"???"
Why are you asking me to hit someone? I still want to have a good relationship with my two junior sisters.
Sun Xunqiao's Martial Arts Yuanshen sent three questions in succession, but received no reply from Chang Duanxuan. He looked at Liang De, his eyes filled with "Is this reasonable?"
Liang De held a cigarette in his mouth: "What are you looking at, or else you will treat me and I will treat you?"
"Forget it then."
Sun Xunqiao stood up and walked to three-quarters of the work-study students, patting them on the shoulders in turn.
"Junior sister, junior brother, let's eat first later. If you want to eat anything, tell me. Eat something good. When you are full, we will start class."
A certain junior brother raised his hand first and said:
"Senior brother, I want to eat ice-braised three-layer pork, Tangzhuo Dongxingban, hand-seared crab meat crispy cakes, baked fresh morels with scallops and braised conch slices soup with green olives. The staple food is rice. Remember to use Huan Ren Jinzhu rice, let me tell you, Huanren is the best rice outside the customs, Wuchang and Panjin can only be said to be..."
"I didn't fucking ask you!"
…
Liang De touched his stomach, used his natural power to empty his intestines and stomach, then took out his mobile phone and sent a bunch of unfiltered food photos to someone in his life.
It’s not that I won’t add it, it’s that I don’t need to add it.
In the past, a good dish was about color, flavor, shape, meaning and nourishment. Nowadays, it is also about whether it looks good when photographed.
However, good-looking dishes may not necessarily be photogenic, just as good-looking people may not be photogenic.
Many chefs from the other side who are good at luminous cuisine have high radioactive material content in their works, so the photos are blurry. From a distance, they look like luxurious wings in low-definition web games. After watching them for a long time, they will irritate the eyes and affect the audience. , so it is difficult to get a ranking.
Of course Bianan Chef Sun Xunqiao will not make such stupid mistakes. Every aspect of the dishes he cooks is carefully considered. Even how the diners use their chopsticks is included in his calculations. It can be said that every chopstick is a scene. , it won’t turn over when shooting with Galaxy S20 Ultra.
Simply sharing the trivial details of life would only result in "+1 for reading", so after sending the photo, he added, "I'm full and ready to get to work."
Will this sentence be answered?
uncertain.
Maybe the woman would not reply a word, waiting for him to tell him what job he was doing and who he was with.
Alas, an army is easy to come by, but admiration is hard to find. I really want to find the cross talk queen, Teacher Yu Qian, as my girlfriend.
The mystery of the mysterious man is that even his childhood sweetheart of more than twenty years cannot predict her next step. Rather, what he is most familiar with is her inability to predict.
Because he was familiar with her, he could not estimate it, so Mr. Liang made second-hand preparations. After dinner, he asked Sun Xunqiao to send three-quarters of the relevant information about the training and work-study program to the alumni of Sheng Wuxu Private High School in the form of water messages. group.
A regular information exchange for hundreds of world travellers—despite spending most of their time on the water—that woman is sure to stay tuned.
So she must already know what she's talking about, and won't wait for further explanation, and then...he can't predict what will happen next.
Liang De looked at the phone screen and turned his head left and right, like a big-tailed fox staring blankly at the ice before jumping and shaking its ears.
Read, the other party is typing, then...
Mysterious man: "Why go around in a circle and let Sun Xunqiao send it?"
Liang De clicked on his cell phone, "How can you tell?"
"Sun Goushuiqun never sends more than fifty messages. You edited the one just now and sent it to him," the mysterious man replied.
It turns out that the flaw is here.
Alas, in the final analysis, I still suffered from the lack of education of the second senior brother... There is no other way, it's time to show off my profound chat skills!
Mr. Liang's luck moved his Dantian, and his fingers were running like flying, and he sent a message:
"I don't want to send you a long speech. I can take care of everything here. In fact, there is no need to let you know. I just thought of you suddenly and then sent you something.
"Suddenly thinking about you, does it count as thinking about you?"
Can't read it back, the 298th time this week.
Haha, it’s exactly what I expected.
Mr. Liang first took a screenshot of the "Message has been read" picture and sent it, and then asked:
"I can't read it back, does it mean: Got it, I miss you too."
"Mystery man:……"
"Mysterious Man: How to turn off the read and unread function?"
…
World No. 977 on the other side, Black Iron Forge Star, Mo Heavy Industry Headquarters.
A new message appeared on the light screen in front of Shen Shiyu.
"Liang Xiaochisticks: There is no such option in the APP settings. Why don't you ask Tongxu Group's manual customer service?"
...Tongxu Group’s artificial customer service staff talks such useless nonsense again!
Shen Shiyu habitually popped out a burst of inner energy to turn off the light screen. The ice blue light rainbow that flew towards the close button stopped halfway.
There is no need to reply to this kind of rubbish, but...but then there is no way to read it back.
She opened the drawer, took out the lotus cake given by her assistant Xiao Zhang, took a photo and sent it.
"Eat this later, and then go to the clean workshop to check the samples."
"Liang Xiaochui: Got it."
you!
…
Baby, I can't cure you anymore?
Liang Dezhi put away his mobile phone with great satisfaction and walked to the new training ground with his hands behind his back.
On the 9-square-kilometer black stone boxing ring, Sun Xunqiao saw that Liang De had arrived. He clapped and pulled his hands, and put on a boxing stance with empty steps and open palms. He showed the demeanor of a master.
"You all come together. I don't use my martial arts spirit or inner energy. If I can't kill you with three moves, I lose."
Before he finished speaking, the black stone bricks under his feet suddenly arched, and a scarlet sword energy burst out of the ground!
