rub the net in another world

Chapter 205 The Old Man

The host of the news broadcast has a standard broadcast tone. This is an example of how Mi Yiwen imitated when relying on broadcast certificates. Even now, she can repeat perfectly and consistently, achieving coordination and synchronization.

"...A few days ago, the federal government attached great importance to the out-of-control weapon research and development incident carried out by the capital electronics technology company. The capital Xiyushan issued a statement that it will conduct a thorough investigation of the matter, and at the same time denied that the incident has anything to do with the Qiandao City incident... "

When the host speaks, the screen cuts away from the standard news face and turns into a set of chaotic videos. The shooting distance is extremely far away. It's not that the photographer doesn't want to get close, but because the area drawn by the isolation net is too large, Obviously not "free federal tax-paying citizens" can approach, and secondly, approaching may really kill you.

In the video, a raging pillar of fire erupts from the ground, reaching a height of more than ten meters in the air before exhaustion, while the source below continues, making this scene seem to open the door to purgatory, through which the fire of hell enters world.

It was the power that vented to the ground side through the plane gate in the nuclear explosion-like situation at the end of Emperor Capital Mountain that day.

Well, looking at the situation, the situation here is also bad.No wonder those transcendents who went on a pilgrimage to the ruins of the "nuclear explosion" that day didn't see a few come back, and they co-authored and were arrested on the spot and put the door on the other side of the passage!

The host's voice was fixed on the words "related", and Li Bole pressed the pause button, followed by an unbearable silence.

Li Bole was thinking, Zhou Ming was... in a daze, and only Mi Yiwen could run eight horses in his mind at this moment.

Mi Yiwen suddenly remembered that when she was still in school, the male students in the class always liked to show off some of their own half-knowledge or hearsay opinions in order to gain a sense of presence in front of the girls, so as to package an image of being extraordinary, knowledgeable or good. Girls pay attention, both good and bad.

Commonly known as pretense.

Among them, there is one that impresses Mi Yiwen the most. What she likes to say the most is that as long as she watches the daily federal news broadcast, she can understand the world's major events and grasp the future trends. How is this classmate doing now? Wen didn't know, but she really wanted him to analyze this passage, and talk about what this news broadcast meant, what Li Bole meant, and what's going on in the future?
The silence lasted for 1 minute. During this 1 minute, Mi Yiwen also staged a dialogue drama that was about to reach the finale in her mind. Unfortunately, it didn't come into play. Li Bole didn't have any elders who asked the younger generation what their opinions were to test the younger generation. Stinky bug.

He just acted as if nothing happened just now, and pulled a smile on that domineering face that made others have to laugh along with him:
"Coffee or juice?"

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment before looking up at Li Bole, "Coffee."

Because of staying up late, coffee is Zhou Ming's good friend.

Li Bole nodded, and finally looked at Mi Yiwen for the first time:
"Excuse me, bring me that bottle of ruby-studded wine again."

"No trouble, no trouble!" Li Bole didn't mean trouble at all, but Mi Yiwen got up to make coffee with an expression of trouble, just like a coffee shop maid who took a break and was caught by a customer.

Even Zhou Ming, an autistic who doesn't know how to communicate, thinks that Li Bole, the master, is not very gentlemanly in ordering other girls around.

"Of course not enough for a gentleman." Li Bole cut open a cigar as a matter of course: "If I am twenty, I will definitely entertain you actively. If I am thirty or forty, I will definitely show a gentleman's demeanor. Give play to the last hormones of men. But I am 96 this year, and the growth of money has the enjoyment of matching money, and the growth of power has the right to control accordingly. Compared with the most difficult and ruthless age growth, it is not right to gain a little bit of respect for the elderly .”

"It should be!" Before Zhou Ming could speak, Mi Yiwen responded positively.

"Look!" Li Bole whistled for the disrespectful old man, then suddenly leaned over and approached, Zhou Ming subconsciously lowered his head to cooperate, the headmaster lowered his voice and whispered: "Is it because he likes older people, or because he has a good figure?" ?”

Zhou Ming: "..."

No one requires the headmaster to be serious, especially one like Li Bole, but...at least he shouldn't be so careless.

One must know, to Mi Yiwen's ears of perception, what meaning can this low voice whisper?And the principal in front of him must be aware of this.

"Ah, it doesn't matter, I'm looking at my aunt!" What was even more speechless was that Mi Yiwen replied without thinking.

Li Bole laughed, this time from the bottom of his heart without concealing his tiredness.

Out of perceptual precision, Mi Yiwen quickly made coffee, brought the wine and a cup over, her face was still a little red, obviously she didn't catch the joke of the 96-year-old man.

"The name of this bottle is Half Carat Love." Li Bole took the bottle inlaid with rubies and introduced it. The person he introduced was Zhou Ming, but the audience was Mi Yiwen.

As for Zhou Ming, after the coffee was placed on the table, his eyes were also anchored on the Guyi Sumu tabletop, staring at a card on it non-stop, as if the instant interest was so great that he temporarily forgot about it. situation and others.

It's really fatal, no matter how strange the black hole-like thing in perception is, is it important to have Li Bole in person face to face!

While being nervous, Mi Yiwen listened to Li Bole's speech instead of Zhou Ming, nodding four or five times every time she said a sentence to show that she was really listening carefully.

"...this bottle of wine comes from a master winemaker named Keith Garrett in Emile. After his wife died, he brewed the last bottle of wine in his life. It is the only bottle in the world. A collector got it, put it in the wine cellar, and it was taken out by his grandson a few years ago, as a gift for Rudolf Martin, oh yes, Rudolf Martin is also a newcomer to the Emir Republic The only S grade." Li Bole opened the bottle cork as he spoke, and poured some for himself stingily, Mi Yiwen didn't think about it at all, making people suspect that his purpose of telling this story was to tell Mi Yiwen that The uniqueness of the wine to cover up his stinginess.

Mi Yiwen also nodded to him positively: "Later, Rudolph Martin gave this bottle of wine?"

"No, the grandson gave it to Rudolph Martin to please the S-class, but one S-class will not please another S-class, at least these guys don't have a clear understanding of themselves at present, they are arrogant and blind. Li Bole seemed to have thought of something interesting and boring, and shook his head and put it behind him: "It's not here because others flatter me, it's simply because I have big fists."

"Ah... huh?"

At this moment, I can see the unprofessionalism of the flattery. If Liao Zheng and Wu Xinzhi were face to face, they would definitely sit upright and praise: "You have abundant martial arts!"

But Mi Yiwen's mind is full of words engraved on the shelf where she took the wine just now: "Travel to Safra State".

　middle stage, coughing all the time

　　
　
(End of this chapter)