Chapter 391

"The deputy director laughed. You look like you are only in your thirties. How can you be old?"

Lu Zijia said as he walked slowly under the eyes of the deputy director.

As Lu Zijia stepped into the circle with both feet, the strange smile on the deputy director's face became more and more brilliant, making people look very strange and penetrating.

"Ha ha, the little girl's mouth is so sweet."

The deputy director was happy, and again stretched out a dry old hand full of wrinkled skin to recruit Lu Zijia, "don't stand, sit down."

However, this time, Lu Zijia was no longer obedient and still stood at a distance of about one meter.

"No, the ground is too dirty, so I won't sit."

Lu Zijia spoke casually, but it sounded different in the deputy director's ears. A touch of gloom flashed in her old eyes.

"Oh? It seems that the little girl still likes to be clean. "

The deputy director gradually restrained her smile. Her face, which looked more than 30 years old, looked stiff and strange at the moment.

Che Zhibing, who was standing at the door, thought that Taoist Xuening was upset by Lu Zijia. He was immediately happy. He took the opportunity to flatter and provoked, "Lu Zijia, you are too ignorant. Martial uncle thinks highly of you. It's your blessing.

Martial uncle is kind-hearted. He just kindly asked you to sit down. You dare to refuse. I don't think you pay attention to my martial uncle! "

The deputy director only raised his eyelids and glanced at him. He didn't say anything. He seemed to acquiesce in his behavior, which impressively made Che Zhibing even more proud.

Lu Zijia looked at their reaction and only felt funny. He looked at Che Zhibing with a bit of drama.

"Since you think it's a blessing, I'll give you my seat. Come on, please sit down!"

Lu Zijia leaned slightly, not angry at all, and smiled at him.

For Lu Zijia's practice, Che Zhibing is naturally very happy, but he can't show it, but he has to pretend to be angry.

"Lu Zijia, don't think martial uncle likes you. He's proud to accept you as a disciple. Now martial uncle wants you to sit down. You don't even listen to martial uncle?"

Che Zhibing said the right words, as if he was angry for the sake of Xuening Taoist priest.

Looking at the greedy and jealous Che Zhibing in his eyes, Lu Zijia only felt that his acting skills were too clumsy.

Since you want to play, you should play it really. At least you should take away the emotion in your eyes. In this way, you can see through the hypocritical drama at a glance. It's really boring.

Lu Zijia shook his head and said helplessly, "wrong. The deputy director is your martial uncle, not mine.

Moreover, I just promised to be a disciple, but I didn't say who I would be.

So why do I have to listen to your martial uncle? "

With that, Lu Zijia also tilted his head, and his pure and beautiful face looked very innocent.

"You...!"

Che Zhibing was dumbfounded by her. At the same time, he was shocked and felt that Lu Zijia was too uninterested.

However, Lu Zijia doesn't think he should be martial uncle's disciple. In this way, he can take the opportunity to stir up a few words and let martial uncle continue to go according to the original plan.

With such a thought, Che Zhibing was not annoyed.

Seeing that Che Zhibing was defeated and speechless, Lu Zijia ignored him and turned to look at the deputy director with a smile.