Chapter 703

In the morning, Zhou Ze woke up, went downstairs, took a shower as usual, and then sat on the sofa by the window.

Yingying brings up the coffee and the ironed newspaper.

At this time, Xu Qinglang also came down from the upstairs.

"What would you like for breakfast?"

"Whatever you like, you don't have a good appetite."

"Then cook the wonton."

"Well."

Xu Qinglang turns around and enters the kitchen. Zhou Ze takes a sip of coffee,

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lifts the newspaper and shakes it,

it's crisp and pleasant.

According to Zhou Ze, this is one of the most wonderful sounds in life.

In the outside, the city is under the pressure of black clouds, but in the inside,

there are still small bridges and flowing water houses.

It's like living a good life and caring about national affairs. After all, you have to get up early the next day to buy fresh and cheap vegetables in the market.

Yingying sits opposite zhouze, holding her mobile phone in her hand, like watching some videos.

There is a very depressing and gloomy tune in the video, and Yingying looks at it and then "poops" and laughs.

Zhou Ze, curious, put down the newspaper and asked:

"what are you reading?"

"Magic, boss, I feel the audience below really cooperate."

"Magic?"

Ying Ying points the screen of her mobile phone to Zhou Ze and plays it again.

In the video, it's a very familiar stage background with a little greasy painting style. When the host's voice rings, everything is too recognizable. Later, the host's performance sketch is widely known.

"Is this the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Spring Festival Gala?" The warbler and the warbler are not sure.

The video begins to continue. A man goes to the center of the stage and puts two toads on the ground. Then the man only steps on the two toads in his socks.

"Dear audience friends, next, our Qigong master is going to work. Please wait and see!"

"You, you, you..."

It's a bit like the background music of Liaozhai, which gives people a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

Shaoqing,

the master had a saliva in his mouth,

sprayed the red brick in front of him,

the red brick directly cracked!

Below the audience applauded warmly, the host continued to marvel incredible!

When the master stepped back a few steps,

the camera caught the two toads that had been stepped on by the master before, and the two toads could continue to crawl around, the audience exclaimed again and clapped wildly!

The following program is similar to the "bone shrinking skill". The metal frame of the cage may be flexible, but it needs strong air to break it. At first, several children wearing red scarf are allowed to go to the test, but the results are not able to get in.

After that, the two Qigong masters went in quickly. They went in as soon as they collided with each other, and then came out again.

With the background music and the host's exclamatory words,

the scene is still very warm and the applause is thunderous.

In the eyes of modern people, this is no more than a very common trick, but in that year, it was able to enter the room and be crowned with the title of master.

"Boss, the magic is boring, but the background music and the host's voice are really funny."

"Well, in the beginning, magic was not called magic, but Qigong."

"Qigong?"

"Yes, qigong, or special function."

"So, boss, is the audience in the video really treating them as masters? And a great master? "

"Well, yes."

"People were so stupid at that time."

Even warblers from the Qing Dynasty didn't believe this.

"The people who believe are only a small part." Zhou Ze said.

"What about most?"

"Pretend to be blind there."

"Breakfast, what are you talking about?" Xu Qinglang comes out of the kitchen.

Wonton was wrapped before. Mix a soup base and put the small wonton in. It will be out of the pot soon.

Two drops of sesame oil, a pinch of green onion and coriander, with a proper amount of seasoning,

that taste is really delicious.

Xu Qinglang brought out three bowls, Zhou Ze got up, sat down at the table, picked up the spoon and began to eat.

Xu Qinglang sat down opposite Zhou Ze and ate one mouthful at a time.

"No news." Xu Qinglang was worried.

Mingming is so close, but the insecurity caused by the enemy's concealment and mine is really very painful. Most importantly, compared with the last time, his master seems to know more about the reason of forbearance.He hoped that his master would come to his house as he did last time. Is it a blessing or a curse? But what does it mean to hang all the time?

"I think it's not the first time to worry about it."

Zhou Ze bit down a wonton, took a sip of soup, drew out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"What's the matter?" Asked Xu Qinglang.

Zhou Ze points to the third bowl next to him. The wonton is placed there quietly. Yingying doesn't eat it. Xu Qinglang doesn't prepare it for Yingying either.

"You didn't find that this morning, it was a bit cold?"

What about monkeys?

What about the old way?

Where's the black chick?

How about the white fox?

There are also several ghost errands opposite the study. They also come to join us at the dinner point.

How can the people who come here at once, just like the starving ghost after giving birth, be so quiet today?

Xu Qinglang put down the spoon.

"Yingying, take a look at the vegetable garden next door."

"All right, boss."

"Then I'll go up and have a look." Xu Qinglang went up the stairs.

Shaoqing, Yingying came back first and said with a heavy face: "boss, there is no one in the vegetable garden, even the dead waiter is gone."

Xu Qinglang then went down and said, "there is no one in the bedroom upstairs."

In half an evening, so many employees in the study disappeared.

Boss Zhou doesn't think it's too hard for him to squeeze his employees, so all these employees abandon themselves and run.

However, after thinking about it,

Zhou Ze's fingers gently tick,

"hum!"

In the blink of an eye,

the lazy ferret lay on Zhou Ze's shoulder and rubbed his own ass with one of his claws.

Zhou Ze smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked it on the head of the ferret

Xu Qinglang stood in the same place with a gloomy face.

Zhou Ze shook his head, lit a cigarette, and said slowly:

"how can I feel that I haven't made any progress at all? Last time, this time, it's the same. It's only after someone else's hand that I know later."

I remember that last time I was in Mingming's office, Yingying tried her best to give an alarm.

Fortunately, there is one consolation that Yingying is still standing by her side.

From a more selfish point of view, other people, mm-hmm, mm-hmm;

as long as Yingying is OK, Zhou Ze can withstand it, and will not feel that this day has collapsed.

Zhou Ze admits that he feels selfish, but what can he do?

A bowl of water is still difficult to level, let alone human feelings far and near?

"I think it may not be that we didn't make progress, but that we made progress faster than he did." Xu Qinglang said.

"Give you one hundred points for this self consolation."

Zhou Ze stood up, stretched out, and continued:

"next, what is that going to do?"

Zhou Ze and Lao Xu didn't discuss what happened to the missing people. Are they still alive or dead?

Because it doesn't make sense to talk about it now.

"Boss, it's snowing outside again."

Said Yingying, pointing out of the landing window.

It's snowing,

it's just sleet,

and it seems that the rain is not small.

For young people living in many places, snow is a very interesting thing, and "sleet" is a very distressing term.

It not only gives you hope and fantasy about snow, but also tends to extinguish your idea of making a snowman.

"Isn't he our turn? Or, is it to keep a few of our key hate objects alone, and want to play with some abnormal things? "

Xu Qinglang didn't answer. He went to the bookstore and stood.

Zhou Ze shrugs his shoulders. In fact, what he doesn't know is that

if it wasn't for the reason of the old way,

lead to the process of hell's listening and cutting off,

maybe Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang have been "blinded" for a long time.

…………

A tricycle,

was pushed slowly from the opposite side of the road,

there were many pictures on the tricycle,

the coachman was an old man,

he was not close to the study, and stopped under the street light.Xu Qinglang's eyes fixed on him.

The coachman bent down,

took off his black cap,

showed his hair style of regional support center,

gave a slight pause,

seemed to be deliberately brewing emotions,

the expression on his face gradually became warm from just indifference,

with excitement,

with joy,

with kindness,

with hardness It's like pulling the skin off your face and re sticking a new one with glue.

Then open your arms,

tiptoe slightly,

"ah, ah, oh, er..."

This is trying wheat.

At the end of the wheat test,

the old man's expression was vivid, his voice was emotional and he opened his arms to Xu Qinglang, who was standing at the door, and he cried out,

"apprentice,

master wants to die for you!"

In this scene,

reminds Zhou Ze of the host in the previous video. The first sentence on the Spring Festival Gala every year is: dear audience friends, I want to die!

Xu Qinglang is not sure if Zhou Ze is excited, and if Xu Qinglang is standing behind him with tears in his eyes, he can't see.

But what Zhou Ze can see is that

Xu Qinglang takes the initiative to go to the old man,

the pace is very fast,

we can see that old Xu can't wait.

The smile on the old man's face was more brilliant, just like the blooming of Hawthorn flowers.

Xu Qinglang threw himself into the old man's arms,

there was no "Weeping" sound,

master, I miss you so much, little fist beats you on the chest,

Old Xu expressed his feelings in a more simple and crude way,

he drew out the copper coin sword,

he stabbed his master directly in the chest,

then,

he pulled it out,

he stabbed it in again,

he pulled it out Come on,

stab in again,

go back and forth,

have sincere feelings,

have intense actions,

have deep feelings for teachers and apprentices, but that's all.